Sandy for Sale

Hi, I just found this piece resting on my harddisk. I started it back in May based on a suggestion from someone (I believe tessa? I can't for the life of me find the thread again) for a story about someone from the past showing up in an unexpected way, and though I believe it would be OK as an opening chapter, I didn't really get anywhere further with it. So if you like it and have suggestions where I should go with it, even precise situations you'd like to see in the story, let me know.

Sandy for Sale

The lights above the stage dimmed down to a faint glow, and the noise of people talking faded with it. Sandy tried to hesitate, but strong arms pushed her forward mercilessly. She could almost feel the eyes of the crowd roaming over her barely concealed body, taking in every visible patch of skin, her nipples that rose obscenely in the cool breeze and her breasts that were pushed out due to the evil restraints that bound her arms behind her back. Sandy shuddered.

She pressed her eyes shut, not wanting to see the greedy looks that rested on her. Someone nestled with her arm restraints and she felt them being pulled up. This forced her upper body to bend forward in a slight angle, putting her breasts even more on display. She wished they hadn't pulled her hair together in a ponytail, so at least her face would be shielded.

She cursed Amy again, and herself as well. How could she have agreed to this kind of thing? She should have known that with Amy a 'harmless' charity auction would be anything but harmless. Not that she was a prude, no way, but she'd had her fair share of abuse in the past, no need to get into that bdsm thing.

'I should have run of at the first chance. Fuck Amy and her stupid ideas!' She would have shouted that out loud, was it not for the huge red ball gag that sealed her mouth so tight that barely a whimper could escape. A trickle of spit found its way between the gag and her lips and wandered slowly down her chin, adding to her embarrassment.

"Open your eyes, blondie!" A sharp female voice spoke into her ear, but Sandy only pressed her eyelids shut even more determinedly. She was in no way prepared for the fierce sting that suddenly sliced over her buttocks, and in panic she shook her head like mad. The effect, however, was as desired, and her eyes were open, taking in the scene.

She had to admit, even through the humiliation she felt at posing almost naked on the stage in front of complete strangers, the look of all the bodies clad in shiny leather and latex struck a chord in her. She couldn't make out many details, as the only noticeable lights were all focused on herself. What she could recognize were two women who stood in the front row. A petite looking girl, wearing almost nothing safe a silver collar and a broad leather belt to which her hands were cuffed, and the other, a bit older than her and clad from head to toe in shiny red latex, her arms around the girl, playing with her nipples.

Sandy's eyes met the girl's, and it was like being hypnotised. The girl wore a look of pure lust, which sent goosebumps all the way up to Sandy. She shuddered again. Then the older woman let her right hand wander down to the girl's crotch, dipping her finger deep into the wetness that was certainly there, and brought it back up to the girl's mouth. The passion with which the girl sucked her juices from the woman's finger radiated from her, and Sandy felt a hot wave wash between her legs.

In that trance like minute she had completely missed the start of the auction, but now that the voice that had only recently ordered her to open her eyes sounded amplified through the speakers, she became aware that her real predicament was approaching fast.

“Remember, my friends,” the voice told the audience, “that the money you spend on her goes completely into our club, so it's not really lost. And to rise your interest, I've got a special treat for you today. This month's item comes with a no-limits certificate. I think you are all aware what that means.”

Sandy involuntarily gasped behind her gag, making her nostrils flare. No limits? What the hell had Amy brought her into with this stupid offer? She'd never sign up to anything like... A memory hit her, and it felt like the floor had vanished beneath her feet. She had signed that bunch of documents for Amy, supposedly something concerning their flat. Amy had caught her two days ago when Sandy was about to leave for work, so she had hastily scribbled her signature on the papers without looking. Amy had set her up.

That thought echoed in her head. Amy had set her up. Why? They were friends, weren't they? A wave of dizziness washed over her, and when she regained her senses, the auction was already running.

“We've got fifteen thousand, now come on, that can't be the final bid, you'll have this fine girl for eight days with a no-limits voucher. Who gives more?”

A voice from the middle of the room shouted something, and the hall went silent, safe a few gasps. “Could you please repeat the offer?” Auction lady asked.

“One hundred and twenty thousand!” The female voice shouted, sounding somehow familiar to Sandy. She tried to make out the person who had offered so much money for her and was helped by a spotlight focusing on the bidder.

Sandy's world came crushing down. The face who was watching her with a satisfied smirk with its almond-shaped eyes, high cheek bones and sleek black hair could not be mistaken. Tia, the girl whose fiancé Sandy had had an affair with, her former flatmate and declared arch enemy, and in truth the sole reason why Sandy had moved here so abruptly, was standing there in a black latex suit and looking like the cat who ate the canary.

Sandy didn't really notice Tia getting announced as the auction winner, as she was transfixed by her former friend's pair of bright green eyes that were watching her continuously while the slender Asian girl walked up to the stage. Even when signing the cheque for the bid, Tia's only flickered shortly to the piece of paper.

While the announcer declared this auction closed and began to introduce the next object of desire to be sold to the highest bidder, Tia stepped close to Sandy's bound body and rested a latex covered hand on her cheek. Sandy felt swept away by the desperation that gripped her as she saw the cruel smile that spread on the Asian's face and began to cry silently, but that only heightened the other woman's elation. She wanted to die as the petite Asian girl bent down and stuck out her tongue, slowly licking up the trail of tears that ran from Sandy's left eye to the corner of her mouth. Sandy had never felt so ashamed and degraded in her life.

Tia whispered huskily into her ear: “So good to see you again, darling. You taste wonderful. I'm so looking forward to tasting more of that.” And as the latex clad girl ran her hand sensuously over Sandy's breasts, the fearful clenching in the bound girl's stomach was accompanied by a disconcerting warm tingling between her legs.

“I'll see you later.” Tia blew her a kiss and went off to celebrate her acquisition, while the auction staff led a desperate Sandy to the back rooms to get her ready for shipment.

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