7 comments/ 42465 views/ 8 favorites Alice's Costume Party By: mollyj Alice awoke, with her hand between her legs. Alice took control of her hand, and continued to masturbate. Even her need to pee, didn't dampen her arousal. Alice opened her legs, as she threw off her covers. She was alone in her small apartment. Alice was quite experienced, in the art of masturbation. She had discovered her passion early. She knew why her passion was raging, this morning. She thought about her costume, for the Halloween party tonight. She had put together, a harem slave costume. As she masturbated, she thought of herself in a real harem. Alice used one hand between her legs. She used the other hand, to stimulate her breasts. Her breasts were quite sensitive. But, only if she got rough with them. Alice pulled her nipples to full erection. She pinched them hard. Alice reveled in the waves of erotic sensations, that flooded her body. As Alice began to orgasm, she rolled over onto her stomach. She buried her face, into the pillow. Alice's orgasms were, always, quite vocal. Alice moaned out her orgasm. She shuddered, as waves of pleasure flooded her body, and her mind. The waves of pleasure subsided. Alice became fully aware of her need to pee. She rose with a smile, and attended to her morning ritual, in the bathroom. She lay back in the hot steaming water, of her bath. Her thoughts turned to the world, she had so recently left behind. It was almost surreal, that she was here. CHAPTER Alice had married, as soon as she left high school. Her marriage was more like an obligation, than a love affair. She was a dutiful wife. She was, soon, a dutiful mother. The only part, of her former world, that Alice missed, was her daughter. Shortly after she had her baby, her husband started to become abusive. Her fantasy world, of sexual adventures, always had a dominate man in control. She imagined herself being spanked. Sometimes she saw herself being whipped. The abuse from her husband, had no erotic component in it. Alice did not take much abuse, before she left. She had no need to deal with the emotion of the separation. She had never felt connected to her husband, in any way. She arrived, with her baby in arms, at her old house. Her sister, Susan, lived there, with her two children. Her sister was a single mother. Susan ran a child day care, and drop off, baby sitting service. Susan loved her work. The new baby fit right in. Alice did not. The house was half hers. Her parents had been killed in a car wreck. Her husband, didn't send her any child support. Her part time job as a waitress, did little to help her situation. Alice confronted her sister. There was to be a payment from the trust fund. She suggested, or rather stated, that she was taking her half of the money, and moving to the city. She told her sister, she could make more money there. She promised, she would send Susan child support. She told Susan that she would send for her daughter as soon as she could. As soon as she had said it, she was sure, in her mind, it was not true. She knew that Susan would become, her babies mother. Alice loved her daughter. She also knew, in her heart, mother was not her role in life. Alice left with tears in her eyes, and excitement in her heart. She found herself a little apartment, close to the university. Alice spent a lot of her time, in the commons, at the university. It was there, she met Irene. Irene told her, about the fraternities parties. There was one every Friday, or Saturday, at one of the many frat houses. Irene told her, at each of the parties, there was a room set aside, for blow jobs. Any woman who was available, stripped to the waist. The standard price for their services, in the room, was $50.00. Alice was shocked, when Irene told her about it. She was more shocked, when Irene told her she was going to a party, next weekend, to make some money. Irene said she would take Alice with her, if she wanted to go. Alice spent that week, in constant arousal. She was excited, about being in a setting, where anyone, with $50, could buy her services. Alice was also excited, about being half nude, in a public setting. Many of her fantasies, included her being on display. The night of her first frat party, Alice was excited, and aroused. When they arrived, the party was in full force. The frat house was packed with people, and noise. Irene led Alice back to the kegs. Irene got each of them a beer, in a generic plastic cup. Irene drank her beer. She urged Alice, to do the same. Irene got each of them, a cup of beer for each hand. She led Alice to an upstairs back bedroom. Irene seemed to know the ropes. Alice's eyes became adjusted, to the dim lighting. She saw a number of young women, stripped to the waist. Most of them were sitting around, drinking beer. Alice blushed, as she watched two of the young women, earn their money. Irene took off her blouse, and bra. "Well, are you working or watching? It's slow right now, but it'll be busy in another hour, or so." Alice quickly stripped to the waist, before she changed her mind. Alice and Irene, sat down next to each other, as they drank their beer. Irene looked at Alice. "You look so tense. Relax. Get into it. I'll help." Irene turned to Alice. She took the beer out of Alice's hand, and sat it aside. Irene took her into a passionate embrace. She kissed Alice deeply, with passion. Alice stiffened under Irene's embrace, not sure how to react. Alice's body, answered the question for her. Alice was soon relaxing into the passionate kiss. Alice returned the kiss. Irene's hands were busy, Intimately exploring Alice's body. When Irene finished her kiss, she leaned back with a smile. "The nights get lonely. Men are so boring. Anytime you want, I'll take care of you, into the night." Alice picked up her beer. She finished it, with one drink. Her face was red, with embarrassment. Her vagina was flushed, with excitement. Alice felt funny. She was not sure how to respond. Alice went to the table, that had her other cup of beer. She took the fresh cup of beer, and drank from it. A large young man walked up to her. "You are the one baby. Nice tits." The young man began to paw Alice's tits rather crudely. He herded Alice to a large chair. He pushed her down onto her knees, as he sat down. He proudly pulled his erection out of his pants. Irene stepped up to him. "The money first, asshole. She's new. And, she's my friend." The man pulled out his wallet. He handed Alice two twenties and a ten. Alice clutched the bills, as she bent her head to her work. Alice did not have to work long. The young man quickly found his orgasm. Without a word to Alice, he put his limp cock away, and returned to the party. Alice had no erotic episodes that night. She did earn a lot of money. Alice was delighted, as she counted it. She had earned over five hundred dollars. The frat parties, became a prime source of income, for Alice. Alice's vagina was raging. She was frustrated, when the party died down. Alice went to Irene. She kissed her lightly. "How about tonight? You lead, I'll follow." That was the first night, with Irene. It was not the last night, in her bed. Alice did not have to do anything, except follow Irene's orders. Irene led and she followed. They both slept soundly, before the night was over. Alice thought about the affair, quite a bit, at the beginning. She was sure, she was not a lesbian. But, good sex, was good sex. She needed some good sex in her life, right then. The best part of her affair with Irene, was Irene never asked Alice to do anything. Irene, always, told Alice, what to do, when to do it, and how to do it. Alice was comfortable in that role. One night, Irene spanked Alice, for some minor infraction. Alice had come alive that night. Her orgasms were full, and complete. That night, her passion was intense. CHAPTER Alice arose from her bath. She stood before the mirror. She was pleased with what she saw. She turned around, slowly. She smiled. Even having a baby, had not detracted, from her well kept body. Her years of sports training, in high school, were paying off. Alice had enrolled in collage, more to get the financial aid, than her desire for an education. Alice was a good student. She enjoyed having access to the gym. Alice put her erotic thoughts aside, as she went to her classes. She ended her classes in the gym. Alice left the gym fresh, and ready, for the big Halloween party, on campus. Her erotic thoughts returned to her, as she walked to her apartment. Alice arrived at her apartment, raging with sexual need. She tore off her clothes. She lay back on her bed, without opening it. Alice needed no foreplay. She was raging with lust. She was not gentle with her self, as she brought her self to a full orgasm. There was plenty of time before the party. She set the alarm, before she cuddled into the afterglow of her orgasm. Alice slept soundly. She was somewhat groggy, as she forced herself awake, to the annoying electronic beeping, of her clock. She showered, quickly. She shuddered with delight, as she laid out her costume. Alice attended to her makeup, and hair. She poured herself a glass, of creamy smooth, sweet alcohol. The alcohol loosening her up. She was feeling good, as she pulled on her brief panties. The flesh colored panties were opaque. They covered her ass, and her pubic mound. They left her thighs bare. Alice shuddered, with excitement, as she pulled on the thin, gauzy, pantaloons. They sat low an her hips. Her bra matched her panties. It covered the globes of her full breasts, and nothing else. The straps of her bra, were little golden chains. One of them encircled her upper body, while the other thin chains went over her shoulders. The shear top covered her breasts. It left her midriff bare. Alice's nipples were fully erect. Her panties were already damp, from her excitement. Alice drank some more. She posed before the mirror. She was pleased with what she saw. She began to adorn herself with jewelry. Bangle bracelets for her wrists. Slave bells for her ankles. The last thing she put on, was the thin gold collar. She attached, a thin golden leash, to the collar. She held the leash handle in her hand. She dreamed of the man who would take it from her. He would lead her, in submission, to his domination. Alice's eyes sparkled, as she surveyed herself before the mirror. Alice had one more drink. She put on her tiny golden slippers, and her heavy winter coat. She was going to walk to the party. It was cold outside. The heavy coat, dampened her excitement. She was sure, her excitement would return, when she removed her coat, at the party. The party was in full swing, when Alice arrived. She blushed as she removed her coat, and checked it in. She was not comfortable. She went to the bar, and had two quick drinks. As the alcohol flowed through her body, and brain, she soon loosened up. Her outfit attracted a lot of attention. She was glad to see, that she was not alone in her skimpy outfit. There were several women, in various stages of undress. At least two were topless. Alice mingled. She was in the party spirit. Irene saw her, and approached. Irene kissed Alice fully, with passion. Alice flushed red with the public display. "You look great. If I wasn't committed tonight, I'd take you home in a flash. I'm sure, with that outfit, you won't be alone tonight." Irene returned to her date. Alice was sure, that Irene was a lesbian. Her pretty date, indicated it. Alice hoped that Irene was right, about not being alone tonight. Several men, and a couple of women, hit on Alice. Each of them asked, if they could take her home. She wanted someone, to tell her, they were taking her home. Alice was not turned off, by the advances. She was not turned on, by them, either. She enjoyed seeing all the costumes. Alice was brought on stage. She won a small prize, for her costume. Alice was leaving the stage, as a young man approached her. "I remember you. You give great blow jobs. How about right now. We can find a quiet room. I have $50.00. It's yours, for the job." Alice snapped her reply. "In this costume, it'll cost you $100." The man grinned. He pulled a hundred dollar bill from his wallet. He handed it to Alice. "Let's go." They searched the house. Alice found a small, almost hidden, nook. Alice sank to her knees before the young man. She began to suck, his erect cock. Alice finished him off, quickly. She thought to herself, as she put the money away, at least the night, was not a complete bust. Alice could see, that the party was winding down. Alice decided her hand was more exciting, than anyone she had met tonight. With an air of disappointment, Alice retrieved her coat. She started to walk back to her apartment. Happy Halloween, she said to her self, sarcastically. CHAPTER Alice was not in a good mood, as she started to walk home alone. She walked to the edge of the campus. She was about to cross the street, when a large black limo pulled up. It stopped in front of her, blocking her path. She started to walk around the limo. The tinted window rolled down. A firm male voice, from within the darkened passenger compartment, spoke. "Stop." Alice was somewhat surprised. She did not proceed. The driver walked, around the limo. Standing beside Alice, he opened the door. The compartment's lights were subdued. Alice could only see, a dark outline of the occupant. She very clearly heard, the firm commands coming from within. "Take off your coat. Give it to the driver. Get in." Alice only hesitated for a moment, before she removed her coat. She handed it to the driver. Alice entered the darkened limo. The driver closed the door behind her. She started to sit down, opposite the man in shadows. "Kneel on the floor, before me." This command brought from her, both compliance, and waves of sexual excitement. Alice knelt before the stranger. He switched on an opera light in the roof. The small light flooded her kneeling form, causing the stranger to disappear, completely, from her sight. Alice was not sure what to do. She knelt in silence, as the window rolled back up. The limo began to move. Alice started to say something, when the strong voice commanded. "Do not say a word." Alice knelt in silence, for what seemed like forever. "Such a nice costume, for such a poor party. Your Halloween party has just begun. You must learn your place. Sit up straight. Hold your shoulders high. Keep your head bowed." There was a long pause. "Spread your legs. You are a pleasure slave. I take pleasure in seeing your submission." Waves of lust flooded Alice's body, as she complied. Alice knelt as instructed. The car continued to travel, to somewhere unknown. It was all strange to her. It didn't seem unnatural. She felt she was, at last, in her proper place. Alice felt somewhat awkward, as she awaited his instructions. "It is a very nice costume, but it is much too modest for this party. Remove your top." Alice flushed, as she removed her skimpy top. "And, the bra." She blushed even more, as she removed the bra. "Put the top back on." Alice could see her breasts, almost naked, through the shear material. Her nipples were fully erect. They were clearly visible. Her embarrassment, was only eclipsed by her lust. "That's better. It's still to modest, for the party you are going to. Kneel up." Alice knelt up. The man fondled her breasts, for a moment. He pulled the thin harem pants down. The man in the shadows, produced a pair of scissors. He cut the bands, of her skimpy panties. He removed the panties, then pulled the harem pants back up onto her hips. He spent some time, using his hands, as he explored, her nearly naked body. His caresses were gentle. They were not crude. Alice knelt in submission, to the stranger. Her hips were rocking. Her vagina became wetter. She heart was racing. She was in lust, with the stranger. When the stranger had finished his intimate caresses, he pushed her back down. "Put your hands behind your back. Hold your wrists." Alice started to comply, when the man slapped her. "The proper response to a command is, 'Yes sir.' You will learn." Alice's eyes were brimming with tears. "Yes sir." She placed her hands behind her back. She grasped her wrists. The slap was firm, but not hard enough to bruise her. Alice looked up at him. "Please, where am I going?" Her inquiry, elicited another slap. "You will speak only, in response to a command, or a question. I hope you learn quickly. Bruises will spoil your lovely face. Bruises will look good, on your lovely ass. I will see to that later." Alice's tears were now streaming down her face. They rode in silence for some time. The man seemed to enjoy, watching her submission. Alice's tears were done, by the time the limo stopped. The driver opened the door, and waited. The man pulled Alice up to him by her hair. "Kiss me." Alice leaned up. She kissed him lightly on the lips. She could see his face, for the first time. He was a distinguished man, immaculately dressed. He had the look of a business executive. He was quite handsome. When she broke the kiss, he slapped her again. "You are a pleasure slave. Kiss me, like a pleasure slave. Give me your passion." Alice kissed him, again. This time, she kissed him with all the passion she had. She had, a lot of passion to offer. She wanted to embrace him, as she kissed him. She was sure, he would slap her again, if she moved her hands. She was content to rub her tits on his chest, as she used her tongue, and lips, for his pleasure. This time he received the kiss, and returned it. His hands roamed her body, further arousing her. He seemed to be in no hurry. He handled her body, as he received her passion. He picked up the golden leash. He stood up, to exit the limo. He seemed calm, and relaxed. Alice was neither calm, nor relaxed. Her heart was pounding. Her hips were rocking, of their own accord. Her eyes were glazed with lust. She knew, that if he were to take her now, she would immediately begin screaming, from her pent up passion. He did not take her. He led her. They entered a large manor house. The mansion dripped with wealth. He was greeted at the door by a proper servant. The servant took his coat. "Good evening, Mr. James, I hope you enjoy the party." "Thank you. I'm sure that I will." Allen turned to Alice. "Give him your shoes. The only shoes that a slave wears, are heels. If her master allows them." Alice removed the little golden slippers. She handed them to the servant. Alice was led, barefoot, almost nude, into the main room. The party was in progress. Almost everyone, was in costume. The costumes at this party, were quite different, than the costumes, at the campus party. At the campus party, some of the costumes were quite sexy. Here, almost all of the costumes, were brief and revealing. This party had a definite, sexual theme. One of dominance, and submission. Several of the slaves wore nothing but chains. There was some open sex, around the room. Most of the people were talking, eating, and drinking. Even with the sexual acts around the room, this part of the house seemed mostly social. Mr. James walked up to an older gentleman, and was greeted by him. "Allen, it's good to see you. I was afraid you would miss the party." "I went out on the town, looking for a new slave. The old one was beginning to bore me." The man looked Alice over. "It looks like you were lucky. She's quite pretty." "She's pretty. She's also untrained. I'm sure, you will help me with her training." Allen held out the leash, to the older man. "Hold her for me, while I change into my costume. I feel out of place in this suit." Alice's Costume Party Allen turned to leave. "Beat her ass, if she moves her hands, or speaks out of turn." The older man smiled broadly. "I'm sure, I will." Alice stood mutely, as Allen left her behind. The man let his hands roam, intimately, across her body. He pinched her nipples firmly. "Kiss me, you little tart." Alice tiptoed up. She kissed the strange man, with an open mouth. She kissed him with the same passion, she had kissed Allen with. She kissed him, as a pleasure slave. The man received her kiss. He took liberties with her ass. He fondled it, between spanks. The spanks were sharp, and firm. Alice responded to the spanks, with even more passion. As the kiss continued, the man slipped his hand between her legs. He began to masturbate her. Alice was moaning into his mouth. Her hips rocked, against his hand, trying to find some satisfaction. The man found her wet, and willing. He broke the passionate kiss. "I'll have you later. After, you have been properly whipped. You will be much more receptive." Alice was shocked, by his statement. She was not sure, how she could be more receptive, than she was right now. The idea of being whipped frightened her. It did not dampen her adore. It seemed, somehow, like the proper thing, to have done to her. The man stood her, onto a small stool. He, loudly, announced to the party. "Come see Allen's new slave. She's quite passionate. I'm sure she'll entertain us all tonight." Alice was in a total blush, from being publicly displayed before the strangers. The man produced a small whip. He slashed her, across her ass. "Hold your shoulders up. Push out your lovely tits. Everyone wants to see your tits." Alice straightened up, and thrust out her thinly covered breasts. The man used the whip on her again. "I gave you a command. I heard no answer. This whip can bring you pleasure. It can also, bring you much pain." Alice was crying. "Yes sir." The people at the party, crowded around Alice. They handled her intimately. Alice was beginning to shudder, as the erotic feelings filled her body. Her public display was as exciting, as the stimulation of her private places. Alice moaned. She rocked her hips. She was in full heat. She wanted, all of them to take her. She wanted to be used. Right now. In full view of everyone. Several people, both men and women, pulled her head down to kiss her. She responded to them all. One woman spoke to her, after a passionate kiss. "I'll beat your ass, while my husband fucks you. Then you'll eat my cunt, until I am full. It'll be at least a seven course meal for you. With whippings, before, and after, each course." Alice's blush flared again, as she heard the words. Alice was bright red. She was fully aroused, when Allen returned. Allen was now dressed in a pair of light silk pants. He was bare to the waist. Alice could see him clearly, from her vantage point, without lifting her bowed head. He was in excellent physical shape. Allen had a wide, jewel encrusted, belt around his waist, from which hung a thin flexible whip. His upper body had been rubbed with oil. His chest shone in the light. All of the sensations, caused Alice to swoon a little. She lost her balance. She stumbled off of the stool, almost falling onto the floor. Allen became angry. "You clumsy bitch." Allen pushed her down onto the arm of a large padded chair. He used the whip on her ass, and her thighs. Allen was enraged with lust. He stripped her harem pants down. He pulled out his erection. He began to fuck her from behind, with long powerful strokes. Alice began to moan. She began to scream, the sounds of pleasure. She was shuddering from the powerful orgasm. Alice fucked back with her hips. She was reaching for another orgasm. She felt Allen, increase the speed, and power, of his thrusts. He reached for his orgasm. Alice found her second orgasm, as Allen pumped his lust deep into her body. Allen left her no time, for an after glow. He pulled her from the chair, onto her knees before him. Allen pushed his softening cock into her mouth, with a terse command. "Clean me up. Bitch." Alice blushed, at the sound of the crude, vulgar words. She licked, and sucked, him clean. Allen led Alice over to a table, surrounded by chairs, and a couch. Allen made her crawl, on her hands and knees. He led her by the leash. Allen made Alice kneel beside him. He sat down with a group of men, and women. Allen was served, snacks and drinks, by a naked slave. He relaxed back and smiled. Alice was not the only slave kneeling before their master. A woman had a naked male slave, kneeling at her feet. "She's pretty. Where'd you find her?" "She's one of the prostitutes, down at the campus." Alice blushed deeply. She bowed her head further, trying to hide her face. Allen pulled her head up, so that everyone could see her face. "She gives blow jobs, to the guys on campus. She works quite cheap, I understand." Allen looked into her scarlet face. "How much did you charge for the blow job, you gave at the party?" Tears were spilling out of her eyes. Her lower lip was trembling, as she stammered out. "One hundred dollars." Allen slapped her, soundly. "I didn't hear the word 'sir' when you answered. Speak up, so that we can all hear you." Alice was crying. "I charged one hundred dollars, sir." "I'll give her a hundred dollars for a blow job." Allen laughed slightly. "I'll make her do it. Only because you're my friend. And, she needs training. You'll give me the hundred. She's my slave." The overweight man was dressed in a roman toga. He quickly had his semi erect cock out. Allen spoke, as he looked down at Alice. "Go to work, my pretty prostitute, earn me some money." "Yes sir." Alice crawled over to the man. She began to stroke his cock, as she took it into her mouth. Allen had risen to his feet. He was standing behind her. He used the whip, on her almost naked ass. "Put one hand, between your legs. Get busy with it. I want you to enjoy your work." Alice worked her hand under the waist band, of her harem pants. She began to masturbate. She used her mouth on the, now, fully erect cock. Allen continued to use the whip on her. She pleasured the man, and herself. Alice was alive with passion as she worked. Alice reached her orgasm before he did. She found it hard to keep sucking the man. She screamed, and moaned, her orgasm out, around the mans cock. She was shuddering, as she masturbated the man into her mouth. She was almost in convulsions, as the mans cock swelled in her hand. He began to pump his salty emissions, into her mouth. Alice took the strangers offering. She licked the man clean. Allen had returned to his seat. He motioned Alice, back to her position of servitude, at his feet. Allen ignored Alice, except to feed her tide bits from his hand, and alcohol from his mouth. "How much to fuck her?" "The only way you'll get a piece of her ass tonight, is to bid on her. I am putting her up for auction, at the slave market." The man looked at his watch. "We better get going. It's almost one. The auction will start soon." Alice could not believe what she was hearing. She was shocked. She was also, more excited than she had ever been. Her fantasy world, had never been as exciting as this. CHAPTER Allen, and most of the group, went to the back of the manor house. Alice followed her master, crawling on her hands and knees. Allen lead her with the golden leash. Alice followed her master. She followed willingly, led by her own lust. They entered a large room. Allen stopped to greet several people. He pulled Alice to her feet. He displayed her, to his friends. Everyone was quite free, with the explorations of her body. Alice's passion raised, as the strangers fondled her. The room was large, and dimly lit. There was a stage in one corner of the room. The stage was well lit, by several small spot lights. Around the room were several small tables, set up like a bistro. Naked, or nearly naked slaves, waited on the tables. Along one wall, was another stage. That stage, was not as well lit. On the narrow stage, were various bondage devices. Some of them were in use. Alice watched, in fascination, from lowered eyes, as the slaves were bound, and punished. The sounds of whips, on bare flesh, punctuated the room. There was an area that had pillows, and bean bag furniture, laying on the floor. Several guests, and slaves, were reclining on them. Sex acts were being preformed, throughout the room. A vibrant aura, of sexuality, filled the room. She could not only see the open sex, she could smell it. The deep musky scent, of sexual arousal, filled the room. Alice was excited, by it all. Allen chatted a while, with his friends. He led Alice to the main stage. Two women were displayed on small pedestals. Both of them were bound, with their hands behind their backs. One of the women was naked. The other woman had only high heels, and silk stockings held up by garters. Both of them, had the marks of a whip, on their bodies. Allen led her to the front of the stage. He stood her in the bright light of one of the spots. "Remove your clothes. A slave, is always sold naked." Alice was beyond blushing, as she removed her shear top, and her harem pants. Alice had never been so naked in her life, as she was now. Allen bound her hands behind her back. He led her to a small pedestal. He placed her on it. Allen left her on display, as he went to talk to the man on the stage. The man on the stage somewhat frightened Alice. He was bare to the waist . He held a long springy whip in his hand. His aura of control, permeated the area around him. His head was shaved. He sported a large mustache. There seemed to be, no gentleness about him. Allen spoke to the man for awhile, before he left the stage. Alice was on display, for what seemed like forever to her. She stood bound in the spot light. She was aroused. Her vagina was wet. Alice was not sure what would happen to her. She was sure, she would be well used, before long. She flirted with anticipation as she waited. The longer she waited, the more aroused she became. Alice waited in silence. The man walked to the front of the stage. He spoke, in a firm, strong voice. "Ladies and gentlemen it is time for the annual slave auction. I am the Master of the stage. As you know, this is one of our main fund raisers for the club. So bid high. We have always shrived to sell, only the highest quality slaves, at the annual auction. Tonight is no exception. We have three prime examples of the finest slaves available. We also have the slave pen." As he spoke, a large cage was rolled into the room alongside the stage. There were several naked women and two naked men in the cage. "The slaves in the pen, are all well trained. You will remember two of them. They were on pedestals last year. If you missed having them last year, this is your chance. The slaves in the slave pen, will be auctioned off for the night. The high bidder, at each round of bidding, will have their choice of the slaves left in the pen." The man stepped back. He looked at the three women on the pedestals, "Tonight we have three new slaves. All three of them, stand on the pedestals for the first time. They're not well trained. I'm sure, the winning bidder will further their education." There was general laughter throughout the room. "First, we have Ellen," He pointed to the naked woman beside Alice. "She has been a slave for only one month. She's a little pain princess. The more of the whip she gets, the hotter she becomes." The man used his whip on her ass. "Turn slowly so the people can see your finest feature, which is behind you." There was general laughter in the room. "Yes sir," The blond young woman was pretty with a narrow waist and small pert breasts. When she turned around, she displayed a broad, firm ass, which was covered with fresh, thin, red slashes, across the expanse of it. "Keep your face to the wall, we're selling your ass. Not your face." There was laughter in the room. The laughter drowned out Ellen's demure reply. "Yes sir." The man walked up to the woman in heels. Her red hair shone in the spotlight. Her large breasts seemed out of place on her slight figure "This is Mary." He fondled her, between her legs. "Certainly, not the Virgin Mary." The laughter subsided, as the man continued. "Mary has been a slave, for about three months. She performs for the women, as well, as she performs for the men. The whip does not excite her, but it does not turn her off. What does turn her on, is being forcefully taken by more than one person. Get a group together, and bid for her services. She will amuse, you all. Both, with her services, and her dance. She is a professional topless dancer, when she is not serving her master." The man used her hair, to pull her head down to him. He kissed her passionately. She responded to his kiss. The man turned to Alice, leering at her, as he stalked her. He casually used his hand between her legs. He used his whip on her ass, as he masturbated her. Alice's lust rose. She began to moan. She rocked her hips, as her passion raised. She began to utter sharp sounds of passion, as her lust rose higher. Just as she was beginning to rise to orgasm, the man stopped. Alice groaned out her frustration. She spoke, in a soft pleading voice. "Please." The man used his whip, with force, on her ass. "No one told you to speak." The force of the lash, brought tears to her eyes. The man walked around in front of her. "This is Nona." Alice's eyes flared open, at the name. "Her master has not named her yet, so we'll call her Nona, for no name. I'm sure, none of you care what her name is." The laughter returned, then died our quickly. An aura of sexuality, was replacing the air of humor. The lust coming from the audience, was directed at the bound women on the stag. Alice could feel, the lust from their eyes, like a caress on her body. Her public display was an aphrodisiac to her. "This is a special slave. She has just been captured tonight. She's never been sold before. She's totally untrained. We'll find out if the whip excites her. Here. Tonight. On this stage." The man turned to Alice. He Masturbated her, until she was, again, moaning. "The whip does not seem to turn her off, as you can see." Alice was rocking her hips, against the probing hand. She was breathing hard. The man stopped. Tears of frustration, filled her eyes. She wanted to beg, the Master of the stage to continue. She knew that her answer, would be the whip. He turned his back to Alice, as he spoke to the audience "Nona will be auctioned twice. Both times, the winning bid will claim her on stage. When she is finished, she'll spend the night in her master's bed." The man turned from Alice. "We will start the auction, with your selection from the slave pen. The auction will start at five hundred dollars. Who will give me the first bid." Alice listened, as the bids rose. The winning bid, was fifteen hundred dollars. Alice wondered, how much she was worth. She was sure it would be more, than the slaves in the pen. Alice was ready for anything. She was defiantly, ready to fuck. She thought about Mary. Alice wondered how she would respond, to being taken by several people at once. She had never thought about it, before. Right now, she felt she could serve a football team, and still have some passion left over. Her frustration caused her to whimper, and moan. The man hit her with the whip. He issued a sharp, one word, command. "Silence." The winner of the first auction, was the woman who had spoken to her earlier. As she passed Alice, she pulled her head down. She kissed Alice with passion. "I'll feed you, another time. I'm sure, Allen will let me have you. Your dinner will take some time to eat. I'll keep it hot for you." Alice blushed at the suggestion. She lowered her eyes, as she responded. "Yes ma'am" The woman picked out her slave. "If you don't please my husband tonight, you won't be able to sit in a chair tomorrow." The naked young woman lowered her head, and her eyes. "Yes Mistress, I'll serve you, and your husband, well." The Master of the stage, auctioned off another of the cage slaves. He announced there would be a short break. He went to the back of the stage. He pulled a naked slave up from her knees. Alice had not noticed her, until now. The Master, drug the woman to the center of the stage. "I can't work, like this." He pulled out his erection. He forced it into her mouth. He used the whip on her back, as he fucked her mouth. It was not a blow job, in any sense. He used her mouth like a vagina. He fucked her mouth, deeply. The young woman, not only accepted it, she began to masturbate, as she was being used. The young woman was deeply into her lust, as her master ejaculated into the back of her throat. He pushed his slave, onto her stomach, on the carpeted stage. He began to beat her ass with the whip. "Get your hand, out of my cunt. You will get off, if and when, I decide, not you." With frustration in her eyes, the young woman withdrew her hand. "Yes master." With a gesture from the man, the slave returned to her place, at the back of the stage. She knelt in a classic slave position. She awaited her next order with sparkling eyes. The man walked over to a small bar against the wall. He had a drink, as he straightened his costume. He returned his attention to the audience. "I am ready to resume. This work, does raise me up." Alice could see nothing in the room. Her world had shrunk, to the circle of light she stood in. She could hear, both the sounds of leather on flesh, and the sounds of passion, from outside her sphere of light. The man walked up to Ellen. He spoke in his normal, firm voice. "We will now auction off Ellen. I don't want to serve you a cold slave, so we'll warm her up." He untied Ellen's bound hands. He pushed her onto her knees. Ellen knelt as a pleasure slave. Her head was bowed. Her back was straight. Her knees were apart. Her hands rested on her thighs. Her shoulders were back. Her tits were proudly displayed. Ellen was smiling slightly. Her eyes were alive, with excitement. "I will auction off this whip, ten times. The winner will come on stage, and use the whip. Lovely Ellen will count out each one, of her ten stripes. After each stripe, Ellen will thank the winner for her punishment." He looked down at Ellen, with a leer. "You deserve punishment, don't you?" Ellen spoke, without changing her position. "Yes sir." "What did you do bad this week, that deserves punishment?" Ellen smiled, with an impish smile. "I gave my professor a blow job, for a good grade. I didn't tell my master, sir." "One wonders, about the truth of this story. The fact is, this little pain princess will make up any story, to get what she wants. The man began the auction, of the whip. One by one, the winners claimed the whip, and applied it to Ellen, as she knelt. After each stripe, she counted the number aloud. She spoke clearly, after each count. "Thank you for my punishment, sir." The last person, to buy the use of the whip, was the same woman who had spoken to Alice earlier. This time, the woman did not speak. She did pause by Alice, to pinched one of her nipples sharply. She was leering, as she blew Alice a kiss. The woman went to Ellen. She used the whip with force. She was looking directly at Alice, as she used it. "Ten. Thank you mistress, for my punishment." The woman handed back the whip. She spoke casually, to Alice as she left the stage. "Soon." The Master of the stage, began to auction off Ellen. Ellen fetched $6,500. Alice was surprised at the figure. She still wondered, how much she was worth. Alice's Costume Party The Master of the stage, auctioned off two more cage slaves. Alice blushed deeply, when he approached her. "Now, for our first auction of Nona. This is a Halloween party. Our slave must be in costume." As he spoke, two naked slaves, one man, and one woman, entered the stage. They stepped up onto the platform. They unbound Alice's hands. They began to dress her. The slaves dressed Alice, in an old English, school girls dress. They withdrew, as the stage was reset. "We have here tonight, an antique punishment stool. The stool was manufactured in England in 1850. Every school, and every church, had one at that time. You can see, by the smooth finish, it has been well used." The Master of the stage, with gestures, called the kneeling slave, at the back of the stage, to him. She obediently came forward. He guided her onto the stool. "This is an ideal punishment stool. The kneeling spot is well padded, so as not to distract the errant student with sore knees." He pushed his kneeling slave forward, as he continued. "The front part supports the chest, while leaving the breasts free for inspection." He was standing in front of his kneeling slave. He fondled, her ample breasts. He pinched, her bare nipples. He pulled out his semi erect cock, and pushed it into her mouth. "As you can see, the stool is, exactly, the right height, so that the errant student can show her contriteness, after her punishment. The man removed his erection from his slave's mouth. He motioned her back to her place. He replaced his erection, into his thin silk pants. His erection was clearly evident, as he approached Alice. He fondled Alice's breasts, through the thin cotton material. He slid his hand up under her dress. He began to masturbate her. "You have been naughty, haven't you young lady?" Alice responded with her hips, and her voice. "Yes sir, I've been naughty." The man withdrew his hand. Alice was looking forward to the sex. She was still not so sure, about the whipping, that would come with it. The man returned his attention, to the audience. "Who would like to punish this errant student. She was caught masturbating, in her bed, by the house mother." We will start the bidding at three thousand dollars." As the bidding was going on, a narrow, satin covered bed was rolled out onto the stage. The bed had no head board, or foot board. The bed did have a brass pillar, on each of the four corners of the bed. The pillars had elaborate brass binding posts on each one of them. The bidding ended, at $7,600. The Master of the stage escorted Alice, off of the pedestal. He led her to an armless chair, next to the punishment stool. He pushed her down onto the chair. The high bidder, walked onto the stage. He paused long enough, at a wardrobe rack, to put on a period costume. The winner walked up to her. He spoke sternly. "Well Nona, you are in trouble again. The house mother tells me you have been sinful. She said, she caught you in the act, of a sinful activity. Is this so Nona?" Alice slipped easily into her role. She even managed to raise tears in her eyes, without actually crying. Her lower lip was quivering, as she spoke, in a small voice. "Yes sir. I was being sinful." "Show me, exactly what you were doing, when you were caught. Lean back in the chair. Pretend you are in your bed. Show me." "Please sir, don't make me show you." The man pulled Alice up by her ear. He forced her onto to the punishment stool. He Pushed Alice forward, onto the stool. He pulled her long dress, up over her back. He pulled her white cotton panties, off of her ass. He pushed them down to her knees. The man picked up a whip. He used used it cruelly, on Alice's bare ass. He spoke with fury, as he used the whip. "You'll never defy me. Ever again. I gave you an order. You will always, obey my orders." Alice was crying. "Please sir. Please stop. I'll do it. Please." The man used Alice's ear lobe to pull her on to her feet, with a stern command. "Go back to your chair. Show me." "Yes sir." Alice started to pull her panties up, when the man spoke. "Take them off. I only spank bare bottoms." Alice pulled the panties off. She dropped them on the floor. She returned to her chair. Alice sat back. She slid forward on the seat, as she pulled up the long dress. She splayed her legs open. Alice began to masturbate. The man watched, with a leer, as he pulled out his erection. He stood close to Alice. He pulled one of her hands up, to his erection. He used Alice's hand to stroke himself. He leered down, at Alice's other busy hand. He was enjoying the show. As his passion rose, to match Alice's, he stepped up closer. He pushed his erection, into Alice's willing mouth. He roughly fondled Alice's tits, through the thin cotton material. Alice's screams of pleasure, were muffled around the ejaculating cock in her mouth. She received his emissions deep in her throat. The man turned from Alice. He went to the small bar, and pored two drinks. He handed one of them to Alice, when he returned. "Drink this medicine. It will fortify you for your punishment." The man sat in another armless chair, next to Alice. He fondled Alice intimately, as he drank. His probing hands, returned Alice to a state of arousal. He finished his drink, as he stood up. "The house mother was right. You're in need of punishment. Drink your medicine. Take your dress off." Alice was glad for the alcohol. She found it hard to look contrite. Or, to cry. She was, totally, turned on, at the prospect of her public whipping. It was as if she was watching herself, as her lust took over her body. She smiled impishly. "Yes sir. I have been sinful. Right now, I feel very sinful." Alice unbuttoned her dress as she spoke. She stepped out of her dress. "I want to do, sinful things." The man pulled Alice to the stool, into position. He sounded furious as he spoke. "You sinful little tramp. I'll drive the devil out of you." The man removed his clothes. He began to whip Alice's upturned ass. He was methodical, as he covered her lower back, bare ass, and upper thighs, with thin red welts. Alice let the stool support her torso. She moved her hands down, to her open vagina. She began to masturbate. She said, in her mind, as she shuddered with pleasure, I am a little pain princess, also. Alice found a small, but satisfying orgasm, as she felt the pain spread waves of pleasure, throughout her body. The man threw down the whip. He drug Alice roughly to the bed. Without ceremony, he climbed between her legs. He pushed his erection into her open, wet, vagina. Alice rose to orgasm, almost immediately. The intense sensations, were to much for Alice. She began to swoon. Her out of body experience, in no way, keep her from responding. As she shuddered through her seemingly, endless orgasm, she met each thrust of his cock. She matched each thrust, with her own energy. The mans orgasm was as strong as Alice's. He ejaculated with long deep thrusts into her womb. CHAPTER Alice, and the intimate stranger, fell into their after glow. The lights on the stage, dimmed. The stage was cleared, and reset. Before Alice wanted them to, the slaves washed her up, dried her, and stood her on her feet. Alice found it hard to stand. Alice's body woke up, as the slaves bound her wrists, behind her back. They led her back, onto the small pedestal. Into her circle of light. Alice could see nothing around her. She knew, that everyone could see her. She knelt in submission. Her head bowed. Her knees spread. She awaited her next command. It seemed like hours, as the Master of the stage, continued to auction off slaves from the cage. Alice's lust was at bay, for the moment. She knew the beast between her legs would rise up, with the slightest provocation. CHAPTER As the auction progressed, the light on Alice's pedestal darkened. Alice was able to see around her. She was, definitely, in an orgy. The sex acts within the audience were open, and varied. Alice had little time to watch. A group of slaves came up to her. They began to tend to her. She was oiled. Her hair was combed and brushed. The attendants were sensuous in their duties. They kissed her, and pet her, as they worked. One of the slaves, slipped a bed pan between her legs. She whispered into Alice's ear. "Pee." Alice had not been aware of it, but she realized, she did have to pee. Alice relaxed her muscles. She let the pee flow. A female slave, covered Alice's crotch with her hand. She pet Alice as she peed. The urine was directed across her vagina. The warm liquid felt good, as she relaxed herself, into her elimination. It was in no way erotic to Alice. It was sensuous. When Alice finished, the slaves pulled her back, into a seated position. They supported her, as she reclined. She reclined back. A young male slave, began to lick, and suck, her open vagina. The young man was quite talented, with his mouth. Alice's vagina responded. The lips of her vagina swelled. Her vagina bloomed, like an Autumn flower. Before Alice could begin an orgasm, the slave stopped. She was returned to her knees. Alice wanted to masturbate. She needed to find, some relief. Her bound hands, behind her back, left her as frustrated, as the male slave did, when he had removed his mouth. Alice had no choice, but to await someone's command. The light on Alice's pedestal, was dim. She became aware, of the activity around her. Alice watched, as the Master of the stage, went about his work. He sold two more cage slaves. He was now focused on Mary. The master of the stage, stepped into Mary's circle of light. He walked around her. Mary watched him, as opposed to bowing her head. There was a defiant look in her eyes. She pulled back, when he reached out to fondle her. He used the whip on her. He forced her, to accept his wandering hand. "The closer it gets, the more defiant she becomes. She must be tamed, every time." As he spoke, the attendant slaves came out. They untied Mary's hands. She was quickly dressed in shear sexy underwear. They covered her underwear with a short, evening gown. A ball gag was placed in her mouth. A blindfold covered her eyes. Her hands were bound behind her back. The attendants stood Mary up on the pedestal. The Master of the stage, walked up to Mary, with an orchid corsage. He pinned it, over the upper globe, of her left breast. He took the right shoulder strap, along with the bra strap, in his hand. He peeled them down, baring one breast. He crushed the orchid, as he fondled her. "She was captured, after the prom. She put on her sexy underwear, thinking that she would give herself to her boy friend, after the dance. Her boy friend was also pretty. We captured them both. He is being sold, on the another stage." The master used his whip on Mary. He forced her to stand straight, and accept his invading hand. "I captured her. I'm transporting her, to the auction block." He turned his attention onto Mary. He forced her, to her knees. He fondled her breasts. "You're a tasty, little, piece of ass. You'll make me, a lot of money tonight." He removed the gag. Mary started to scream. He slapped her. "Shut the fuck up, bitch." He replaced the ball gag, with his erection. He fucked her mouth. He mauled her tits, further crushing the orchid. The heady aroma, of the crushed flower, rose around them, like a cloud. The Master of the stage, found his orgasm. "This is your first blow job tonight. It'll not be your last." He finished his lust in spurts of smooth, silky, emissions, that filled Marys mouth. The silky fluid coated onto his erection. He gently rocked his erection, in and out, of her mouth, as it began to soften. He pushed her onto her knees, on the pedestal. "A student, fresh from her senior prom. She has been captured, and delivered here tonight. A fine piece of ass. Hot as a fire cracker. We will start the bid, at five thousand dollars." The bidding was lively. Mary was finally purchased for eight thousand, two hundred, dollars. Mary was lead off the stage, by two men, one on each side. She only struggled, a little bit. A woman with a whip, walked behind them. The woman used the whip, to obtain Marys cooperation. The rest of cage slaves, were auctioned off, in short order. The Master of the stage went to the bar. He paused long enough, to take a large swallow of the fiery liquid. He returned to Alice, as her spot light brightened. She could see nothing, outside of her circle of light. "On this Halloween night, our star must have a costume. You arrived in such a lovely costume tonight, Nona. But, you were a bit, over dressed for a slave. Your master will dress you properly." Several attendants stepped into the circle of light. They sat Alice on a narrow, armless chair, with a reclining back. She was strapped to the chair with wide leather straps. The attendants used pieces of ice, to freeze her nipples, and her ear lobes. Alice wondered, what they were doing. Allen stepped into the light. A small table, was sat next to Alice. On the table, in a neat row, were several pieces of jewelery, and a mechanical device. Suddenly, Alice knew, she would be pierced tonight. She was frightened. She was glad that Allen would be the one, who would pierce her. Allen used the piercing tool. He inserted two large golden loops, into her ear lobes. Allen turned his attention, onto her breasts, as the attendants used the ice on her navel. Allen sucked her nipples to full erection. He spent some time bitting, and tugging, Alice's nipples, to full extension. Allen used something in his hand to push against. He physically pushed the diamond studs through her nipples. He took his time. He seemed to enjoy his work. He pushed a stud through her nipple, with a slow steady pressure. Before the first stud broke the skin, Alice could contain her self, no longer. She screamed out her pain. Allen payed no attention, either to her screams, or to her sobbing. Her sobbing continued, as he pierced her other nipple. The stud sank, slowly, through her tender nipple. Alice renewed her screams. Allen used the piercer, to insert the diamond navel pin. The pin, pierced the skin of her belly, just below the navel. The diamond in her navel, was secured with a clasp, that had little strands of diamonds, hanging from it. The attendants unstrapped her from the chair, from the waist up. They left her legs, strapped to the seat. Allen pulled her up, into a seated position. He pulled her forward. He pushed his erection, into her mouth. Allen's excitement, did not hasten his pleasure. He took his time, to reach his orgasm. Alice was in bondage, with her hands secured behind her back. She had only one option, open to her. She used her mouth, to please her master. Her body screamed for more. Allen spoke, as he finished his orgasm. "I'll have all of you tonight. You'll see the sun rise, before I am finished with you." Allen replaced his softened cock into his pants. Mary began to cry, as Allen left the circle of light. Alice was released, from the bondage of the chair. Her hands were released, only long enough to rebind them, in front of her body. A thin chain was lowered from the ceiling. It was clasped to the short chain between her wrists The chain was raised, until Alice was standing on her toes. Her wrists were bound, with soft padded cuffs. She was, helplessly on display. She was, in little physical discomfort. The house lights were raised. The spot light, on Alice's pedestal, dimmed. "This lovely slave will be auctioned off, in five minutes. Feel free to examine the merchandise." Several people rose from their chairs, and walked up onto the stage. Alice was assaulted, with hands, and mouths. Several people used the whip on her, then tested her responsiveness. Alice was in total lust. She was hot. Alice used her greedy mouth, to receive, and deliver, deep passionate kisses. Alice shuddered with delight, whenever anyone tugged, on the new studs, piercing her nipples. The points of pain were sharp. The pain added much to her pleasure. Alice was totally aroused. She didn't care what anyone did to her. She wanted more. She wanted it now. The Master of the stage ended the inspection time. Alice was left panting. She no longer cared, if she were beaten, or not. She began to moan, and beg, in a soft trembling voice. "Please. Please take me. I need it. Now." The Master of the stage, lashed her. "Silence. No one cares, what you want." Alice was weeping tears of frustration, as she writhed in her bondage. Her hips were rocking. Her vagina was open. "I am sure that you all will agree with me. We have here, one of the most beautiful, and the most receptive slave, we have ever had on this stage. We will start the bidding at five thousand dollars." The bidding began. The bidding was lively, as the price rose. Alice smiled as the Master of the stage announced her worth. "Sold, for ten thousand,five hundred, dollars." Alice would have reveled in her worth, except everything was eclipsed, by her raging need. Alice stood bound to the sky, awaiting her fate. The house lights dimmed. The background noise quieted. She rocked her hips, and writhed, in her need. The diamonds in her tits, and her navel, flashed, in the bright light of her captivity. Alice was shocked, when the woman who had spoken to her, walked onto the stage. She stepped onto, the, brightly lit, pedestal. She was dressed in a severe corset. The garter straps, attached to the corset, held her thigh high boots, firmly in place. The corset was cut short. It left her breasts, and her hips, bare. She held a whip in her hand. The woman smiled, as she approached Alice. The tall heels on the boots, allowed her to look down at Alice, in her captivity. "I couldn't resist. I couldn't watch someone else teach you, your new position in life." The woman walked up to Alice. She kissed her, lightly. The woman finished the kiss. She took Alice's lower lip, between her teeth. She bit down sharply. Alice tried to kiss the woman. She reached for her, when the woman released her teeth. Alice was moaning. She plead softly. "Please." The woman walked behind Alice. She began to use her whip methodically, on Alice's ass. "You'll please my husband. You'll give him everything. You will hold nothing back." You'll be his slut. You'll fuck him. You will please me." As the woman beat Alice, the lights changed. Alice could see the womans husband, reclining on the satin covered bed. He was stroking his erection, as he watched, the scene unfold. The chain that held Alice's bound hands, into the air, slackened. Alice lowered her arms. Her hands went to her crotch. She began to masturbate. "Yes, mistress. I'll serve your husband. I'll pleasure you." The woman walked in front of Alice. She let Alice's, greedy, mouth capture hers. Alice kissed the woman, with all of the passion she had. Alice spoke between kisses, and moans. "Please mistress. Please, let your husband take me. I'm in need. Please." The woman, at first accepted Alice's kisses. She suddenly turned cold, as she used her whip, to punctuate her commands. "Get your hands, out of your cunt. Your pleasure, is of no importance to me. If you want release, you'll beg my husband for it." The woman released Alice, from the bondage of the chain. She left Alice's hands, bound together. She turned Alice, and pushed her towards her husband, reclining on the bed. "Beg, bitch." Alice was determined, to pleasure the womans husband. She walked up to the bed. She posed for the man. She spoke in a deep, passion filled, voice. "I'm the slut, your wife ordered. I'm hot. My ass is on fire. Alice climbed onto the bed. She knelt beside the man. Alice pulled her bound hands, over her head, behind her neck. Alice pulled her elbows back. She proudly displayed her tits.