Getting Trained for auction (part one) - Sex Stories

Getting Trained for auction (part one)

... times, as his friends groap my boobs and spread the lips of my vagina around the chastity belt. "She's no good," one of them say. "The belt is too tight and the mouth piece is locked." They laugh. The one holding my hair moves from behind me, keeping me bent over. He slaps my ass leaving a hand print. His friends all join hitting my ass. Finally he shoves me to the ground and I fall forward on my knees and face. My ass sticking up into the air. "Good, Whore. That's where you belong. On the ground." He puts a foot to a check and kicks me over. They laugh again and leave. I try to get back up having trouble not being able to use my hands. I fall over a few times and with a struggle get up. I continue forward, just wanting to get out of the open. The belt is now cutting into my lips due to the boys moving them. As I pass through the square I see that there are naked people chained spread eagle on big rocks, some collared to pillars, some in stockades and two in bird cages. Each person had a sign, describing a crime and the punishment. The one chained spread eagle on the rock sign read, "Crime: told owner no, Punishment: chained spread eagle to be taken by whoever. Until lesson is learned." A old man was shoving his cock down her throat. A crowd surrounded one of the bird cages and there was "boos" and "cheers" and the sound of slapping. I pushed faster wanting to be out of that area. The ball pulled the faster I moved but eventually I make it to the building highlighted on the ...

... map. The stairs are on the outside of the building. I begin the slow climb up the stairs with the ball and chain pulling harder. I make it into my room, my body shaking from exhaustion. He said there might be keys I remembered suddenly energized. I search around the room staying on my knees as much as I can to keep the ball from pulling anything tighter. I find keys to the chastity belt and let it fall to the floor. My body is in such relief I almost forget the plugs until I move towards the bed. The one in my vagina is easy to pull out despite my still cuffed hands. With my hands between my legs and my upper body resting on my bed I finally manage to remove the anal plug. I finally make it on to my bed before i look around the room. Pulleys and tracks ran across the ceiling. Different kinds of chains hung from each wall. Some had what looked to be wrist cuffs and some that were bigger as if to fit a neck. There was a pile of rough looking rope in one corner. On the floor in the center of the room was a set of chains attached to the floor. There was also a large eyelet hook on the floor and another one on the ceiling. Along one wall was a wall mount that held several different types of torture devices, from rods, prods, whips, sticks, dildos, hooks, and an assortment of things I had no idea what they were, but i was sure I'd lean about all of them before this was over. Along the other wall was a short but long chest with a lock on it. I rolled over wanting nothing to do with ...