This history is about a man and his married woman on a cruise. The wife has been offered the opportunity to be part of a hard worker vendue. The original story was written by a man who had his wife in intellect and he asked me to write a sequel about the literal event.

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As she closed the room access to their cabin she turned and saw two junior ship's officeholder waiting for her. They were dressed in dear uniforms and she found them both handsome, in a boyish way.

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

She nodded and took the arm of the elder of the two. The other walk ahead and opened threshold and pressed elevator clit. Being utile but not intrusive.

"You look very smarting dressed in your uniform, I guess you get luck of fair sex 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 work to do. She was treating this evening as piece of work, she hoped she would birth fun, she hoped she would fare, but primarily she had expected value of money. She had been promised half her vendue fee, and she would build trusted that it was high.

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

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

She was asked to divest completely, which raised her hackle but she complied. They then made her cheek and styled her hair. When she saw the finished body of work, she accepted that they had added to her looks, they had skill which she didn't possess.

"Sara, please put on these."

There wasn't much to put on, purple cad, panties and bra. They looked well on and suited her colour.

"Now the collar and trio please."

"What, I am not a dog, I am not going to wear 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 antediluvian Greeks or roman letters you are a hard worker girl being sold to the highest bidder. Our bidders sitting waiting for you are all very affluent multitude. On this cruise, you are the most beautiful woman, and I expect they will tender a lot of money for you. I can secern you now that I also have offers for you from three men who are on the cruise with their wives. They would enjoy to fit up with you after the cruise. And they will pay for your time. You have an advantage, you are beautiful and lilliputian so you are sought after. This is not a one off. If you do well tonight I can set many more dates for you. People who will spoil you and baby you. But you have to hump your place. You are a knuckle down girl and you will wear the catch and leash."

Sara stared at Estelle. Animosity, ill will. Everything she had heard made sense but she didn't like hearing her lieu was as a slave girl, even in playacting. But what the fuck, she was already excited, the scanty were already weaken. The thought of flying around the land and meeting rich people. Yes she could cope.

"Estelle I am no-account. I accept what you say is compensate. I will wear down the collar."

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

Sara looked shocked.

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

Another cleaning lady came and took hold of the triplet, 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 animation 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 United States Department of State a hundred thousand bid. Wow, fifty thousand for one night.

Sara could not really surveil what was happening but the woman holding the trio turned to her and asked her to bulge out walking. They went down the side of the stage and across the dance floor. A man approached, Sara decided he was Mediterranean, too dark-skinned to be magnetic north European but certainly of European origin.

"Good evening, my figure if Randolfo but hoi polloi call me Ralf. I am to make you to my master."

Sara got a shock, he was only a servant, even though he looked magnificent. Ralf held her trey and led her to the elevator. Sara looked upwards trying to see her hubby but it was so badly 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 witness a pair of regal lace panties. He held them to his olfactory organ and could reek Sara's olfactory property. Oh my. He lay on the bed, released his hammer and started stroking, holding the panties to his expression. The cum splattered all over him. Such a mess, so lots semen.

microphone heard a noise at the threshold, someone was using a master key to enter. He sat up on the bed, unable to move without leaving a trail of tinder. In walked a Cy Young woman, smiling at him.

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

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

"Mr David Smith, my epithet is Ralf, I have your married woman with me here. There are a act of masses here as well. We watched your reaction to receiving Sara's pantie. So very much coming from your penis. We are inspired. You may utter to your wife for a here and now now."

Ralf turned the photographic camera and Mike saw Sara's face and capitulum, nil else.

"Mike I am not allowed to separate you anything until tomorrow, but I want you to bed I am fine, being treated very well, if a little kinky. Now I have to show you Carlo and Claudio."

Sara blew him a kiss and then the camera moved again. Carlo and Claudio were two near very Adonises. mike guessed them to be over six fundament tall, sculpt consistence not overly muscled but certainly fit. They were naked. Kneeling in forepart of them were two charwoman, apparently giving reversal task. Mike found himself getting aroused again, what the Hell was going to happen.

Ralf then spoke and the two women moved away.

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

If Sara has to postulate those it will dilute her.



"microphone, I am sorry but it is time for you to leave us. Amanda Jane who is with you will let you know when you can look again, but you can bear on to listen."and Ralf disappeared.

Mike turned to look at Amanda Jane and was shocked to she her standing wearing null more than the outfit 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 turncock said yes. He sat still, the cum drying on him.

"How did they catch me wank ?"

"This cabin is used for entertainment. It is wired up for cameras and sound. Everything you say and do is recorded, and certain hoi polloi get to look on either real prison term or on television 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 tongue is so good."

Mike knew that voice and the placidity 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 grunts and Sara's groan told microphone he had got in her.

"Fuck that is me completely full. Oh I can't bear the idea of you pounding into me with that cock."

Mike 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 take 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 illegitimate child have completely filled me, I can feel both your cocks rubbing inside."

Then Mike heard some cause and Sara squealed.

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

microphone could get wind enough to conceive of Carlo absolutely fucking his wife as hard as he could.

Sara didn't say anything intelligible after that, there were lots of moans and groan and various meter she screamed that she was coming. mike could only think. The disturbance went on for a farseeing time, he got the opinion that Carlo and Claudio switched office regularly.

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

The blind switched back on and Ralf smiled at Mike.

"mike your wife has been excellent. My master copy is extremely delight with her. Would you care 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 plastic wrap from her berm to her hip joint, her titty flattened. Sara's hair and composition were now a mess, she was sweaty. Ralf zoomed in and focused on her inner thigh, Mike could see streams of come and juices dribbling down.

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