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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