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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... waiting. I was too nervous to sit down.

At a couple of minutes after four I saw a stretch limo pull into my driveway. I grabbed my purse and as soon as the doorbell rang I opened the door. Glenn looked at me and his face lit up and he said, "Fucking beautiful!" Then he grabbed my purse and tossed it on a table and told me that I didn't need it.

I followed him out to the car and the chauffer held the door for us and got a nice view of my ass I'm sure. I didn't have any idea what was planned for this evening, so I guess I wasn't all that surprised to find that there were six other men already in the limo waiting for me. Glenn introduced me to them, but I didn't remember a single name. I remember the looks on their faces though. These men knew that I was a slut, even before they saw what I was wearing, and they knew that they were going to get lucky tonight. As their eyes moved over my body it was obvious that they approved and were really looking forward to it.

One of them pulled me into his lap and his hand was on my pussy before the limo got out of the driveway. I looked around at the men and they were all well dressed and I assumed under other circumstances would have been reasonably sophisticated. All of them were older than Glenn, in their fifties at least. They all looked pretty distinguished though and I thought that I just might have an interesting evening.

As I was getting gently mauled by the man who had pulled me into his lap the straps on my slip slid ...

... down off of my shoulders and the man behind me leaned over and said, "Here, let me help you with that." Then he pulled the straps and the top of my slip down, exposing my breasts. Until recently I had been self conscious about my breasts. I suppose most women would like bigger breasts, just like most men wish they had a larger penis. The reactions I had gotten recently had made me more confident about my figure and the reactions of these men only served to reinforce my growing self confidence.

None of the men who could see my breasts at this moment were disappointed in the least. They were, in fact, quite complimentary. I just relaxed and went with it as I was felt up and kissed and slowly passed around.

We rode for nearly an hour in rush hour traffic, which means we hadn't gone very far. The limo pulled into a line of cars and I was surprised to see that we were lined up to go to a basketball game! The limo was waived out of line and directed to a different entrance and we were let out at a private bank of elevators.

There were about a dozen men waiting for an elevator and they stared incredulously as I approached them surrounded by seven well dressed executives. We got the elevator after them and I was molested all the way to the top floor. When we got out of the elevator a cute young girl recognized the men and realized they knew where they were going. I was guided to a luxury box which was already occupied by four men. I learned later that the four men awaiting our ...