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White Slave Auction - Rebecca

... for you."

Rebecca's face flushed red. Without her glasses, her long-distance vision was bad but she could still see with some effort. The dildo was hot pink, intended to catch the eye and flaunt its presence. The Butt plug was rounded and black.

"I'd put them in if I were you," the guard said. "One way or the other, you're going out wearing them. Either you do it or we do it. And let's be honest, we'd probably have some fun with you while we got you all sorted out." He leered again and she shivered, reaching for the toys.

Shamefully, her pussy was already wet and she felt the guards' eager eyes on her as she pressed the tip between her legs. Rebecca bit her lower lips, trying not to moan as it sunk deeper and deeper into her. The dildo was large and did not easily fit inside of her. She had to work at it, struggling and moaning. All the while she knew she was giving the guards a show they would remember.

One of them took out a phone and recorded her! She wondered if it was going to wind up online. She wondered if her friends would find it and know what had happened to her. After the dildo, there came the plug. Together, the two of them were a double penetration of unfeeling plastic that she felt with every step. Her body rumbled, and her nerves grew taut.

Before she had a chance to try and collect herself, the cell was opened and she was masked and chained. And now she was being force-marched naked down a corrido. Her legs spread. Her pussy was wet, stuffed ...

... with a hot pink dildo that no one could possibly miss.

She would ask where she went wrong, but that was pretty damned obvious by now. The sound of the audience was much louder now. She felt a sudden heat as spotlights swiveled to highlight her helpless body. Every inch of her was exposed, thrown into stark relief. Heat ran through her, and her pulse raced. There came a clicking sound next, and the chain which bound her arms was anchored to the floor.

Someone else - probably a man - took the metal lead which connected to her collar and bound it to the floor as well. He dragged it tight, forcing her to lower her head as if in shame. Her body was trembling. Disbelief, horror, and desire all crashed against her mind.

Still, no one spoke. That was the strangest thing. She'd braced herself for mockery, catcalls, names, and insults. There was none of that. Just whispered conversation, the sound of breathing. The tense, notched anticipation ran through her body like static.

Someone pulled the dildo out of her pussy. The brush of their hand against her womanhood sent a shockwave flashing through her, and the feeling of the toy being pulled free made her legs shake and hips buck. It hit the floor beside her and Rebecca's pussy was now on full display.

It was time for the inspection.

She lost track of time quickly. Chained down, head bowed and her legs spread, Rebecca was forced to endure inspection by the prospective clients. The men and women who fancied themselves her ...