1. Getting Trained for auction (part one)


    Date: 4/4/2016, Categories: Diary, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Discipline, Domination/submission, First Time, Humiliation, Rape, Sado-Masochism, Spanking, Torture, Author: SumissiveLavina, Rating: 70, Source: sexstories.com

    enjoying the wet sound. He pulls it from my mouth and works it into my vagina. I gasp and he plays with my clit as he fucks me twice with it and then push it in as far as it will go. He pulls something else from the bag. A metal band with another metal band connected to it. He slips it around my waist and I gasp at how cold it is. He pulls the other band between my legs making a diaper. He pulls it tight and then tighter. I whimper as it gets tighter pressing the pugs in tighter. He slips a huge weighted lock on the front. He grab for the bag again and pull out a gag. This gag as a small dildo which he shoves into my mouth. The bands wrap around my head and he shows me the lock hes putting on it. He walks away from me to the wall where he press a different button releasing my hand from the cuffs but not my feet. I fall to the floor mostly catching myself with my arms. He laughs leaning against the wall. He reaches into the bag again, bringing whatever it is to me. He cuffs my hands together in front of me with iron bands, in the figure eight. There's a hook on the front of the chastity belt that he clips it to and then lock it securely. "You maybe wondering about all the security we're putting on you, But it's unsafe out there. There's crazy men out there just looking for venerable women to rape. So really this is all for your protection." As he says this he grabs a metal ball and chain from the wall and hook the ten pound weight to the belt, it floating barely above the ...
    ground. I try to mumble through the gag. He grabs me by the hair and tilts my head back, "What was that whore?" He leave me on my knees and walk back to the wall where he press another button and my ankles release. He pull me to my feet by my hair and drags me to the table. The ball swings pulling on the belt pushing on the plugs. He pulls out a map and lays it out flat. "See this," he says pointing to a building, "this is where we are. And this is where you're room is." He points to another building on the other side of the map. "You're room number is 504, You'll find that there are no elevators. Door will be unlocked. But you may lock it once you're inside. You'll also find either one, two, or three keys. Which ever they fit, you're allowed to take off." He places the map in my cuffed hands. He grabs my hair and walks me to the other door, where he opens it and shoves me through to outside. I stand blinking in the blinding light, the weight rocking back and forth. I gain my baring and look down at the map. I follow the route marked in blue. People passing on the street stare at me as I shuffle past naked, plugged, and gagged. I hear people snickering and people point. A group of boys surround me as I try to pass them. One grabs my hair hauling me as his buddies each grab different parts of my body. The one holding my hair pulls me back against him and then shoves my head down forcing me to bend over. He rams the growing thing in his pants against my ass, humping me several ...
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