White Slave Auction - Rebecca - Sex Stories

White Slave Auction - Rebecca

... and the buzzing made her chest flare with stimulation and pleasure. As her beleaguered body endured this new assault on its senses, Rebecca was steered towards a new room where there waited a large wooden box. It was taller than it was long, about the size of a person and had various sections of it cut away to reveal whatever would be within. That thing of course would be her. She was forced to step into the box and it was sealed up. As she had predicted, the gaps cut into it allowed her pussy and breasts to be freely touched and groped by anyone who wanted, and there was also a small slit for her to see out of. Chris was standing, watching as they sealed her up. He waved to her once and then left. Rebecca didn't know what to feel.

She could now see only a tiny slit of the outside world. She could hear the murmuring of the clamps which clung to her chest, the soft vibration stirred through her body. The cold air brushed against her chest and pussy, reminding her that anyone and everyone could just reach in and touch her.

The box was lifted by several workers and ...

... she was taken outside to a large van. Inside, there were many more boxes just like hers. As they set her down, Rebecca saw that each box was also filled with a new slave. Women sat or stood in their boxes, their bodies exposed. Some of them wore toys like hers, and some had climaxed several times from them. The air was filled with soft moans and gasps, alluring cries of pleasure and relief.

The man slapped the side of her box once. "You've been ordered," He told her. "But it'll take a bit to get around to delivering you. As you can see, we're busy at the moment. Luckily, you're not going to get too bored waiting."

He moved away, Rebecca let out a soft cry, the clamps tugged at her nipples, and vibrations spread through her chest. She bit down against her lower lip, but it was no use and soon she was moaning as well, just one voice joining the chorus that was emanating from the back of the van.

Eventually, the van started to drive. Between bursts of orgasmic pleasure, Rebecca was haunted and aroused by Chris' words to her.

Welcome to the rest of your life.