This is an authoritarian story of a desperate man selling himself into slavery to rid himself of his debts and the humiliations he experiences as he accepts his fate.
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We were woken by Mr Johnson and Mr Walsh on our final day in the slave processing centre, I had been lying with an erection again. Our restraints were removed and we queued to use the only toilet in the room then we were lined up and hosed down, once wet we had to pass a bar of scented soap down the line and soap our bodies up then stand in position 1 covered in suds until everyone had lathered up, then we were hosed down again.
"There, don't they smell a lot better now Mr Walsh"
He agreed it was a great improvement.
We were led out of the sleeping room and straight to a room next to the auction room, there was a pile of stocks on the floor and the leg spreader bars, Mr Walsh shouted.
"Get yourselves a set of stocks and a bar and make your way over to a display stand"
There were two rows of 10 slightly raised platforms, above them were two chains hanging from the ceiling along the sides of the room
"Put the stocks in front of a platform, get on the platform and attach the leg spreaders and stand"
We all complied reluctantly, I had a sick nervous feeling in my stomach, this was it, my sale was beginning. One by one Mr Walsh and Mr Johnson went down the rows checking the chains at our ankles and attaching the stocks to our necks, then attaching the chains and pulling them tight so we were forced upright. Mr Walsh attached my stocks, with my hands at shoulder height, I wondered how painful this position was going to be and how long we would have to endure it. He attached the chains to the stocks and pulled them tight, forcing my head back and making me look upwards, my body was taught and my neck was hurting already. Once we were all restrained they came around again attaching a note to the stocks, looking at the slave opposite me it looked like it had our body stats and price they also wrote numbers on our chest and backs with a marker pen, I was 476
"Now you wait for our potential buyers, this morning, they will have the chance to closely inspect you before the auction this afternoon, you have not been fed or watered this morning, we don't want you making a mess on the floor, it is now your new masters responsibility to feed you when they take you later."
We had been standing in discomfort for maybe an hour, it could have been 30 minutes, time moved slowly when you're in such discomfort. The door to the room opened and some men started to drift in, they wondered around the room looking us all up and down. I felt very vulnerable, restrained and naked while strangers looked at me, squeezing a thigh or bicep, checking my dick out and cupping my balls. The feeling was arousing and I could feel myself starting to get hard on a couple of occasions, only to be left with a semi hard on, visible to everyone.
A distinguished looking well dressed older gentleman with a neat grey beard and handlebar moustache was paying me some attention, he looked me up and down for some time then called Mr Walsh over
"I like this ones dick, how big is it hard"
"Just under 4 inches hard, would you like to see it Sir"
He produced one of the erection inducing dildos that had been used in us yesterday, lubed it up and eased it into my ass. I felt a quick stab of pain as it went in and took a sharp intake of breath, I felt a warm pleasant feeling in my prostate and my dick quickly hardened. The distinguished gentleman wrapped his fingers around it my dick, I felt I didn't need the dildo now, I was happy to feel his touch, around my hard cock, then he pulled it down then let it spring back up.
"I like that, very nice I may have an interest in this slave, He's looking for 40,000 not bad."
Then he wandered off with an thoughtful look on his face, he was exactly what I was looking for, he seemed gentle.
The morning went by with steady stream of men coming in wandering around looking at our naked bodies and feeling us.
After maybe and hour or so as I was looking across the room watching the other potential slaves being inspected, suddenly my heart skipped a beat, my stomach lifted, I saw a guy that used to work in my team, he now had his back to me but was looking at the slave opposite. I felt a surge of adrenaline course through my veins, I felt shaky, he was slowly moving down the line. He stopped in front of one of the other slaves who had a massive big dick and a thick dark pubic bush, my ex employee looked him up and down then looked to the door.
"Come on James, this one looks good"
I looked to the door as another guy that worked in my team walked in, they had been close friends with one another when they worked for me, I had my suspicions they may have been more than just friends.
I'd employed Ed and James at the same time, fresh from college they were both only 21 when they started with me, and were a bit of a recruitment mistake on my part but I'd been attracted to both of them. They were both slightly taller than me, lean and good looking. James had thick dark hair and obviously had a hairy chest, you could see the hair poking above this open shirt, he had broad shoulders and always wore a tight shirt to show off his muscles. Ed was very similar but had an amazing tanned skin and dark brown eyes he looked to have Italian ancestry. Unfortunately they had both been useless at work and had arrogant and cocky attitudes, I had to constantly have to watch over them and was always reprimanding them, their timekeeping was appalling but they just weren't quite bad enough for me to fire, they both finally left last year after 5 years working for me.
What were they doing here? Surely they didn't have enough money for a slave, I watched them slowly move down the line opposite me, I tilted my head back as far as possible in the hope they would walk by me without recognising me. They moved across to the row I was in, out of the corner of my eye I could see them getting closer. James seemed a bit bored and was moving quickly, but Ed was taking his time, I tilted my head back further, hoping to only show my chin.
I was now regretting that I had put myself in this position, was I really this desperate? I saw James walk past me, up close he still looked gorgeous he glanced at my body and spent a bit longer on my exposed dick, I wished I could cover up, but he soon moved on. Ed finally approached me, I saw him looking up and down my body he laughed
"Did you see this little one James?"
"Yeah it's really small isn't it"
I couldn't believe these two were discussing my dick, I wanted to disappear or cover myself up, but I couldn't move.
Ed looked me over a bit more, I dared to look at his face as his eyes looked over my body, he looked manicured and perfect still, I remembered how much I used to have a crush on them when they worked for me, maybe that's why I never fired them.
"It's a shame about the dick, he's got a really good body, apart from all this body hair, he brushed his hand down my chest, I was shaking, I felt a tingle as his fingers touched me. He felt my thighs then felt my biceps and gave my nipple a squeeze, his hand moved down my belly and wrapped around my dick and lifted it up as he looked at my balls. My body twitched from his touch as his fingers ran over my balls, my breathing quickened, I was hoping I wouldn't get hard. I couldn't believe I was stood naked in front of this asshole and he was looking over my naked body and inspecting me like this, I was so thankful he didn't look at my face.
He was about to move on, then for no apparent reason he looked at my face and our eyes met!
"No way!"
"Is that Darren from the Bank?"
It was the first time I had heard my name used in days
"James, quick"
James sauntered over, Ed had a big stupid grin on his face
"Oh Wow, it is, how did you get here, that's hilarious, look at you, all naked and restrained and who would have thought you had been hiding that little dick in your pants"
I wanted the world to swallow me up right now. Mr Walsh wandered over,
"Are you interested in this slave, would you like me to unlock him so he can give you a full display"
An evil smile spread across Ed's face.
"A full display would be excellent"
I knew they just intended to humiliate me as much as possible, I had no choice but to accept this humiliation and hope they didn't tell anyone about it, although that was unlikely.
Mr Walsh undid the stocks and gave me the key to unlock the leg spreader, I bent down to unlock it, catching a glimpse of my dick as I did so, he grabbed me by the upper arm and led me to the middle of the room
"timid"
I assumed the position, the other potential purchasers also gathered around to see me. I was shaking with anger at what was about to happen.
Ed and James stood in front of me I could feel them looking me up and down, my face was burning bright red, it felt so hot I could burst into flame. All I could do was look down at my feet past my exposed dick, it seemed to be trying to hide in my pubes, the cool air in the room and the embarrassment were having their effect on me.
It took every part of my being not to cover my genitals with my hand, but I knew if I did the humiliation of a punishment in front of these two would only worsen my embarrassment. I heard James whisper something to Ed.
"Can we check the health of his penis and see under his foreskin?"
My heart sank as I heard the question and the thought of what I was about to be commanded to do by Mr Walsh
"Keep your left hand behind your back and peel you foreskin back for inspection with your right hand"
I felt sick that I was having to do this in front of these two useless idiots who had probably just come here to torment potential slaves. I felt like I was in a dream as I watched my right hand take hold of my penis and start to pull back my foreskin, it had tightened and didn't want to give in, it took a little force to pull it back, then the head of my penis popped out. It seemed all the blood had left my genitals, the head of my penis was pale pink, I wanted to cry at this stage my humiliation felt worse than ever, my eyes were filling with tears, my nose was running and I kept sniffing, James bent down.
"Ooh, isn't that a shy little cutie" in a stupid high pitched baby voice then looked up at my reddening face with a smile "this is fun isn't it".
James stood back, Mr Walsh commanded.
"Display"
I assumed the position as requested I straightened my legs and help my elbows back as far as they would go and looked straight ahead, Ed looked at my armpits and chest and then pulled on some chest hair.
"I'm not sure about this lot, are we allowed to wax it"
Mr Walsh smiled "Not a problem at all, if you are successful at the auction he's yours, you can do what you want apart from permanent body modifications, if you don't like the hair, we have a Covid vaccine he can be given that has the side effect of making all body hair fall out, he will just be left with his eyelashes, eyebrows and head hair"
Ed smiled and looked at me
"That would be good wouldn't it, so no pubes even?"
"No, he will have nothing, which is good for a house slave, he won't be shedding hair everywhere in the house"
James looked at my dick again
"Can we see it hard?"
Mr Walsh already had the dildo ready, he eased it into my ass, I felt that quick stab of pain causing me to take a sharp intake of breath, but this time the embarrassment was added to the experience, I felt that familiar warm feeling in my prostate then felt myself starting to grow, my embarrassment didn't stop it and I quickly displayed my erection.
"There you go Sir, how does that look to you?"
James and Ed looked at one another and burst into a laugh "It's really small, but that's not a problem for us, we wouldn't want him to use it anyway"
"If it's not to be used, we have plenty of solutions for you"
My embarrassment was increasing if that was even possible as I stood there, legs spread hands behind my head showing my erection, they were just doing this to humiliate me. I was sure there was no way they could afford to buy me but part of me was turned on by these two hunks I used to lust after looking at me this way. Mr Walsh asked if they would like to see my ass, they both eagerly agreed
"Display ass"
I turned around, spread my legs and bent over and took hold of each buttock to pull them apart, I could see their feet between my legs and my dick and balls hanging down, I knew they were now inspecting my most private areas, I could feel my sphincter contracting, looking at my dick my erection had gone and my balls had pulled up.
"Very nice, can I check it for tightness" James asked.
"Not a problem Sir I'll get you a glove and some lube"
The absolute assholes where really going for it, I saw Mr Walsh`s feet come come back, then I felt him squeeze some lube which slowly ran down my ass crack to my balls, as I heard the snap of James pulling on the glove. James placed his hand on my lower back then another hand slid down my crack and a finger started to enter my hole, I pulled away, I didn't want this to happen.
"Grab his balls tight and pull them back firmly he'll have to tilt his ass out and won't be able to move"
I saw James's hand reach for my balls and wrap around them then he pulled them back hard, my dick moved back too and was now visible to them both. My balls were hurting like hell but I had no option but to let out a little whimper and stick my ass out for James, I felt his finger slide in, the rubber glove brushed my fingers which were still pulling my cheeks apart, then I felt the rest of his fist touch my ass as he turned the finger around to have a good feel. I felt his finger on my prostate and started to get turned on, I was desperately trying to take my mind off it but the feeling was so good.
"That's nice and tight, I'd have thought he would be looser than that, it looks like he's enjoying it though, he's getting that little erection back again"
He laughed, I could feel my face burning hotter and the blood pumping in my temples with a mixture of humiliation, embarrassment and anger, but it also felt so good having him finally hold my balls, I'd masturbated so many times thinking about a hot session with him. The finger slowly slid out, he let go of my balls and my erection bounced forward. Mr Walsh asked if there was anything else they would like to see.
"No, I think that's it, What time does the auction start"
Mr Walsh told him 2pm, I was left in position, bent over holding my buttocks apart while they asked questions about the place, the auction process and other slaves, they were clearly just letting me feel my humiliation as long as possible. Finally they moved on and Mr Walsh and Mr Johnson put me back in the restraints, I thought to myself that is the most humiliating experience of my life, the auction would be easy compared to that experience, I hoped to never have to go through something like that again, especially with those two. I could maybe take it from a strangers, but not those pair of arrogant idiots.
After what seemed like hours and hundreds of people wandering around us asking questions, another couple of potential slaves had to endure a preview display, finally Mr Johnson shouted
"5 more minutes before we close the inspection, the auction will begin in 35 minutes".
When everyone had left the room, one by one our restraints were removed and we were told to stand in place in position one, once we were all released we were led into the auction room, we were lined up along one wall and ordered to hold position one, Mr Walsh stood back and looked at us.
"You will stay still until you are called, either me or Mr Johnson will lead you to stand on the platform you will assume display position, when it starts to rotate you will follow the order of positions we went through yesterday"
He repeated the order.
"When you have been sold, me or Mr Johnson will lead you out of the room to the preparation area where you will receive any optional extras required by your Master and be prepared to be taken to his home, Any Questions?"
I wanted to ask about the optional extras but I was too scared, there was nothing I could do about it now anyway.
We had only been there about 10 minutes and people started to file in to the room, I don't think I had ever felt so nervous.
I noticed the distinguished gentleman come in, he sat on the second row, directly opposite me, I saw him look in my direction, was that a smile? This could be OK for me.
James and Ed came in and sat in the row behind him, they were smiling at me and nudging one another, James held up his little finger and wiggled it, they both laughed, hopefully I'd never see them again after this.
An auctioneer entered the room and sat at a high desk.
"Good afternoon gentlemen, we have 20 excellent slaves for you today, you have all had the chance to fully inspect them and you can see them lined up along this wall. For anyone who hasn't experienced an auction before, we will tell you the price of the slave, then we will start the bidding at 5 years, as I receive a bid, I will reduce the time by 6 month increments. When I receive no more bids the final bid is the winner and will get the slave for that period of time. If there are no bids at 5 years I will increase the term at increments of one year. I Once I receive a bid I will then reduce at 6 month intervals until there are no more bids, If I receive no bids up to 15 years the slave not be sold and will work in one of our factories for that period of time, any questions?"
He looked around the room
"No? then we will begin"
This is where I find out how much I'm worth, it's a strange feeling, The auctioneer called lot 474, Mr Johnson led the very tall muscular slave to the podium, he stood in the display position as the platform began to slowly rotate, he changed position on each second rotation, he was doing well, then the auctioneer shouted
"This slave is 26 years old, as you can see, very well muscled he has a large cock that stands at 7 inches when erect, his price is 100,000, we start at 5 years"
Then things went a bit crazy, I couldn't keep track as the months went down, it was all over very quickly at 2 and a half years, that seemed a crazy amount. He was basically earning 40,000 a year for that length of time, he hadn't even had time to show all the positions. I was wishing I had asked for more, or maybe I would get much less time than that, he was led out by Mr Johnson.
The next slave number 475 was led in by Mr Walsh, the auctioneer announced that he was 29 slim and had 6 and a half inches erect. I was now dreading him announcing my erect cock size to the whole room and as I was 476 it seemed it would be my turn next.
"His price is 55,000 we start the bidding at 5 years".
There was no interest, "6 years" still no interest, 475 was running through the positions, he seemed panicked "7 years", still no interest "8 years" a bid went in, the auctioneer then went to 7 and a half years, another paddle went up, this continued down to 4 years, I thought that wasn't too bad, there's a good chance for me, I'm older than him, but my price is lower.
The Auctioneer shouted "lot 476" this was it, I felt sick with anticipation.
Mr Johnson led me to the platform, and I assumed the display position, thankfully I wasn't facing my former subordinates as I was positioned and the platform started to rotate. I kept my eyes straight ahead and focused on the wall behind all the people watching me.
"This next slave is slightly older at 36 years, well built and fit, he has an erection of just 4 inches"
That was the bit I was really dreading, all these men being told the size of my erect dick, it had always been a constant source of embarrassment for me. I started going through the positions showing my naked body off in front of all these clothed men.
"The price is 40,000, I will start the bidding at 5 years"
There was silence.
"6 years"
Still nothing, but I was still feeling OK, the last slave had a similar experience.
"7 years" a pause "8 years" a long pause "9 years"
I was now really starting to panic, but I had to remember the positions, I was sticking to them really well to try and prove I was a good slave.
"10 years"
"11 years"
I saw the distinguished gentleman put his paddle up, I was over the moon, it was a ridiculously long time and much longer than I had hoped but I had been getting worried I'd be sent to the factories.
"10 years 6 months"
Someone must have put another bid in but I had been in the punish prone position and couldn't see.
"10 years" there was a long pause.
"Any more for 10 years?" Another long pause "sold at 10 years six months"
Mr Johnson came to collect me from the platform, I hadn't seen who had bought me as I was led out of the room. I was panicking!
I was devastated, this was more than three times longer than I had wanted and worked out as 4000 a year, I could get a lot more basically doing anything else, my gamble had not paid off.
To be continued.....