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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... for Dale to come out of our tent and see what kind of night I had enjoyed. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face.

He must not have slept well. When he finally came out he looked pretty tired. He also looked pretty embarrassed. He came over and stood near me and said, "Are you okay?"

I smiled and said, "Jesus Dale! I am a whole lot better than okay!"

He was quiet for a minute, looking at the mess on my thighs, and then he asked, "Are we okay?"

I looked at him and said, "I still love you. I was pissed at you last night. Right up until Glenn took his pants off. I'm not mad anymore. I am telling you right now though, I am his slave this weekend and I am going to do anything he tells me to do, but, and you are probably going to hate this, when we leave here it isn't going to be over. I don't love him. I will love you if you still want me. I love the way he made me feel though, and I have no intention of giving that up. Anytime he wants to fuck me, all he has to do is order me to undress. Can you live with that?"

Dale didn't answer. He hadn't anticipated that.

Half of our group was out of their tents and standing around the fire now, and they heard me warning Dale that I was going to keep fucking Glenn when we got home. Most of the men seemed amused by that. Some of the women seemed shocked. Others though, got very interested. They had to have heard me last night, and this morning. They must wonder what it was he did to make me sound like that. I expected ...

... to be pulled aside by more than a few of them in the next couple of days with some pretty personal questions.

Once the sun was up it warmed up fast and the women who were so inclined went to the makeshift shower. It was just a dozen wooden pallets for a floor and a five foot canvas wall for privacy. The water was in large drums on wooden supports and was fed down into a half a dozen shower heads though hoses. There was no hot water, which would make taking showers in the evening a much better idea. Some of us needed to shower this morning because, I believe, I had turned a lot of people on last night with my passionate cries. I saw a lot of guilty looks. I think that there must have been a lot of sex going on last night. I started to get my soap and towel and join the ladies, but Glenn said, "Hang on, you wait for me. I need someone to wash my back."

So I ended up waiting and taking my shower with a half a dozen men. That was fun! Dale was in my group and he watched as Glenn soaped me up and then I soaped him up. When he saw the size of Glenn's cock he looked shocked. He finally understood what all of the noise was about last night.

We showered as quickly as possible. The water was cold as hell. Then I dried Glenn off and finally I dried myself off. The guys all got dressed inside the canvas enclosure and we went back out to stand by the fire and warm up again.

I remembered my clothes from yesterday and I asked Dale if he had gotten them and he nodded. I started ...