The hotel was jumping. All the rooms were booked. It was just as crowded as the grand opening. The auction was obviously a big draw. The ladies at the front desk, the concierge, and the gift shop were all busy. I made sure everything ran smoothly.
Slave owners of both genders had their slaves of both genders who were to be sold in tow. Any buyers in the group were anxiously waiting to see who was up for sale. That included Mistress Misty and Mistress C.
My ex-wife looked me up and down as she passed by the front desk on the way down to the main ballroom, where the auction would take place. I was impeccably dressed for this occasion; light blue dress, that ended just above my knees, matching stockings, low heels and eye shadow had some of the male heads turning to look at me as well. In fact one man asked me if I was up for auction. "Maybe I could rent you sometime," he said with a wry smile. Misty had said that could be a possibility in the future.
Once the auction got started Mike's voice boomed over the loud speaker throughout the hotel. Mistress Misty and Mistress C were in competition for a male slave. I gasped when when Misty won. My fate was sealed, which made me a bit sad. I would miss her. Maybe She would rent me at some point, I hope. The other notable sale was Maria. At one time she was a favorite of Mike's, but that sure went sour in a hurry. There was a lesson to be learned: don't piss off Mike.
When the night was over, everybody seemed happy. The new slave owners led their new slaves up to their rooms for a thorough inspection. Mistress led a naked man past me. "We'll find out if he's as good a cock-sucker as you sissy-slave," she said with a laugh. Marcus is upstairs!"