This story is about a man and his married woman on a cruise. The married woman has been offered the opportunity to be part of a knuckle down auction. The original news report was written by a man who had his wife in mind and he asked me to write a sequel about the actual event.

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As she closed the door to their cabin she turned and saw two junior ship's officer waiting for her. They were dressed in best uniforms and she found them both handsome, in a schoolboyish way.

"Ma'am we have been sent to see you."

She nodded and took the arm of the elderberry bush of the two. The other walked ahead and opened doors and bid lift buttons. Being useful but not intrusive.

"You look very smart dressed in your uniform, I guess you get lots of women chase after you ?"

"Yes indeed ma'am but I have to say never anyone as beautiful as you."

She almost kissed him then and there but she had body of work to do. She was treating this eventide as employment, she hoped she would have fun, she hoped she would get, but primarily she had expectations of money. She had been promised one-half her vendue fee, and she would have sure that it was high.

"Good evening I am Estelle, I am the compere for this eventide. Please stick to me through to the changing rooms."

She wondered about that. She was dressed exquisitely, she had taken great care, she had been in the spa all afternoon, and now she was going to be messed with again.

She was asked to undress completely, which raised her hackles but she complied. They then made her face and styled her hair's-breadth. When she saw the finished body of work, she accepted that they had added to her looks, they had attainment which she didn't possess.

"Sara, please put on these."

There wasn't much to put on, majestic heels, panties and bra. They looked unspoiled on and suited her colouring.

"Now the collar and leash please."

"What, I am not a dog, I am not going to wear off a collar. No way."

Estelle looked at her. She often had something like this. She had developed a line of reasoning over many reluctant women.

"Sara, you have been invited to be a prize in an auction. So basically like the ancient Greek or roman letters you are a slave girl being sold to the highest bidder. Our bidders sitting waiting for you are all very loaded the great unwashed. On this sail, you are the most beautiful womanhood, and I expect they will pop the question a lot of money for you. I can narrate you now that I also have fling for you from three men who are on the sail with their wife. They would lie with to meet up with you after the sail. And they will pay for your time. You have an reward, you are beautiful and flyspeck so you are sought after. This is not a one off. If you do well tonight I can arrange many more date for you. People who will spoil you and indulge you. But you have to have it off your office. You are a break one's back girl and you will wear the leash and leash."

Sara stared at Estelle. bad blood, enmity. Everything she had heard made sentiency but she didn't like hearing her spot was as a slave girl, even in playacting. But what the piece of tail, she was already excited, the panties were already dampness. The thought of flying around the commonwealth and meeting rich people. Yes she could cope.

"Estelle I am bad. I accept what you say is justly. I will wear the collar."

Estelle leaned over and kissed Sara's breast, above the bra.

Sara looked aghast.

"Don't want to bollix the make up, do we ?"

Another charwoman came and took hold of the tercet, walking Sara out to the back of a curtain. She could hear people talking but faintly, then the curtain opened and Sara started her new life as a slave girl.

The spotlights were on her so she could not see much of what happened. She was amazed when she heard Estelle province a hundred thousand bid. Wow, fifty thousand for one night.

Sara could not really stick to what was happening but the womanhood holding the leash turned to her and asked her to start walking. They went down the side of the level and across the dancing flooring. A man approached, Sara decided he was Mediterranean Sea, too dark to be north European but certainly of European origin.

"commodity evening, my name if Randolfo but people call me Ralf. I am to take you to my master."

Sara got a shock, he was only a servant, even though he looked magnificent. Ralf held her threesome and led her to the lift. Sara looked upwards trying to see her husband but it was so indisposed lit, everything was shadows.

mike got back to their cabin to find a box waiting for him. He wasn't sure what it was or who had left it. He opened the box to find a pair of purpurate lace panties. He held them to his nose and could smell Sara's scent. Oh my. He lay on the bed, released his cock and started stroking, holding the scanty to his face. The cum splattered all over him. Such a mess, so often semen.

microphone heard a noise at the door, someone was using a passkey to embark. He sat up on the bed, unable to impress without leaving a trail of touchwood. In walked a young adult female, smiling at him.

"Mr Smith, please switch on this figurer tablet."and she handed him the gadget.

He switched on coming fount to face with the man who had bought Sara.

"Mr Smith, my figure is Ralf, I have your wife with me here. There are a number of people here as well. We watched your reaction to receiving Sara's panties. So much coming from your member. We are inspired. You may talk to your wife for a second now."

Ralf turned the camera and mike saw Sara's human face and school principal, nothing else.

"microphone I am not allowed to say you anything until tomorrow, but I want you to know I am fine, being treated very well, if a little kinky. Now I have to shew you Carlo and Claudio."

Sara blew him a kiss and then the camera moved again. Carlo and Claudio were two near identical Adonis. Mike guessed them to be over six feet grandiloquent, sculpted consistence not overly muscled but certainly fit. They were naked. Kneeling in nominal head of them were two women, apparently giving blast jobs. microphone found himself getting aroused again, what the blaze was going to happen.

Ralf then spoke and the two woman moved away.

Mike could now see both Claudio and Carlo were fully raise, not overly long but very thick penises.

If Sara has to lead those it will stretch her.



"Mike, I am sorry but it is fourth dimension for you to leave us. Amanda Jane who is with you will let you lie with when you can look again, but you can continue to listen."and Ralf disappeared.

microphone turned to look at Amanda Jane and was shocked to she her standing wearing null more than the kit Sara had worn earlier, purpleness shoes, panties and bra.

"I am freely available to you if you wish, otherwise we can sit and listen to your wife."

Mike's mouth said no, but his prick said yes. He sat still, the cum drying on him.

"How did they determine me jerk off ?"

"This cabin is used for entertainment. It is wired up for photographic camera and sound. Everything you say and do is recorded, and certain people get to watch either real time or on video recording later."

mike nodded, he was out of his depth, he was defeated. He sat and listened.

"Sara come over to me please."

mike guessed it was one of the two guys.

"Wow, Claudio, your clapper is so good."

Mike knew that voice and the quiet moaning that followed.

"Oh Carlo, what are you doing lifting me up ?"Carlo could be heard laughing.

"Oh grief, Claudio you are very thick I don't think you can get that in me."

Claudio's grunt and Sara's groan told mike he had got in her.

"piece of tail that is me completely entire. Oh I can't bear the thought of you pounding into me with that cock."

microphone knew that Sara was being coy. She wanted pounding hard. She was now breathing heavily, he could hear her.

"Oh fuck Carlo, I can't direct you in my ass. No don't."

Carlo obviously ignored her and mike heard her whimpering.

Then he heard her groaning with pain, then groaning with pleasure.

"Fuck, you two love child have completely filled me, I can find both your cocks rubbing inside."

Then mike heard some campaign and Sara squealed.

"Oh fuck Carlo you bastard, fuck my ass hard."

Mike could hear enough to imagine Carlo absolutely fucking his wife as hard as he could.

Sara didn't say anything intelligible after that, there were scores of moans and groans and respective times she screamed that she was coming. Mike could only imagine. The noise went on for a long prison term, he got the impression that Carlo and Claudio switched positions regularly.

He also had certainty that Sara had come more often with them than she had ever before.

The screen switched back on and Ralf smiled at Mike.

"Mike your married woman has been excellent. My master is extremely pleased with her. Would you like to see her now ?"

Ralf didn't wait for a response, he swung the camera around.

Mike saw Sara, lying on the floor, she was wrapped in charge plate wrapping from her shoulder joint to her hips, her bosom flattened. Sara's pilus and makeup were now a muss, she was sweaty. Ralf zoomed in and focused on her intimate second joint, microphone could see streams of cum and succus dribbling down.

Sara was in a daze but looked at the camera and smiled a beautiful beatific smiling .