Auction (Story start)


Lined up next to a large stage, just out of sight of the bustling congregation of people. Each slave
is nude apart from boots and a collar, each identical apart from the inscriptions. Generals, Princess, Heroes and Diplomats, the ranks engraved into the collar, just marking the value of each one. Each one's body oiled up, letting her assets shimmer in the light. As the ceremony begins, medals are awarded to the victorious, for each one a girl is groped to the edge of her excitement, and pulled onto the stage by a leash. The crowd cheers as the former rank is called out and they are awarded to the victor, each seeing friends comrades, sisters oiled up flesh to be awarded like a trophy.

The enslaved queen sees her subjects bound before her, sharing the fate of her defeat, her collar whispering to her as she watches their final enslavement, the guards grope her to the edge of orgasm before she is plugged and lead up the stairs to the stage. She had lost and her people had surrendered the price along with her, she moans overexcitement "It's a winners game, when you lose, you lose totally."

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