Princess Felicity

Chapter 12

Felicity stood in line with three other girls and two men. Each was to be sold. Each wore a slender chain necklace with a tube dangling from the necklace. She could see from the other tubes that they contained a piece of paper but she had no idea what it was for.

The first item auctioned off was a beautiful redhead. She looked calm and serene and Felicity assumed that she had been in the lifestyle for awhile and was used to being sold. It was as the girl was being led onto the stage that Felicity learned about the contents of the tube. The necklace was removed by the auctioneer who then extracted the piece of paper.

"Lot number one is named Meredith." He read some details about the girl including her height, weight and measurements. He described how she was being sold for a one week period and then read off a list of activities that were off limits. Felicity realized that her tube contained the terms of her contract of sale and she wondered what was on the paper.

Meredith was sold quickly for a staggeringly high price. Lot number two was petrified as he was led onto the stage. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights as his details were shared with the bidders. And he looked as if he would die when the auctioneer lifted his penis in his hand and stroked him to erection. Eventually, he was sold. Felicity was lot number three.

"Lot number three is named Felicity. She is five feet four inches tall and 120 pounds. She measures 36C-23-35 and has only been a slave for ten days. So all of you who like fresh meat will have to get your checkbooks out tonight." Felicity turned beet red as the auctioneer lifted her breasts in his palms to show their size and firmness. He turned her in profile to the audience and then turned her back to the bidders, bending her at the waist and prying her bottom cheeks apart to display her there.

"Some limitations on this girl are as follows: permanent marks, drugs and scat are off limits. Otherwise, this beautiful slave is yours to do with as you please."

"Gosh, that's a short list," thought Felicity. She wasn't sure what else she thought should be on the list but she was sure that there should be more. She spotted James and Liv seated near the stage. They both smiled proudly as if they were watching their child graduate from kindergarten.

The bidding went on for quite awhile and reached another staggering sum before the gavel called the bidding over. Felicity was led off the stage and taken to meet her new owner.

"Even more beautiful up close," smiled the older woman. Her new owner introduced herself as Grace and appeared to be in her early forties. "I just sold one of my girls for a week, so you will have to entertain me instead. At least for the next twenty four hours you will."

The paperwork was completed and then Grace led Felicity off into the darkness, using a leash that she had brought with her for that purpose. When they arrived at Grace's cottage, Felicity was surprised to see three other people already there. Two slavegirls were bound to pillars on either side of the front door. Both were naked and gagged with their binding ropes crisscrossing over their bodies and holding them tightly to their posts. "They are being punished tonight," Grace explained.

The third one as bound inside. He was stretched tightly over a rounded wood form that spread him and put him totally on display. His cock was erect and twitched slightly now and then. Felicity could see moisture at the tip of the cock, indicating that he was aroused. The confusing thing about this slave, however, was that he also had breasts. Felicity glanced back and forth from the beautifully formed breasts to the large, masculine cock wondering how this could possibly be.

"Ted is also being punished," Grace explained. "Aren't you, little one?" She reached out and delicately stroked the stiff erection. Ted nodded quickly and Felicity noticed that he too had a ball stuffed in his mouth to gag him just like the two females bound out front. Grace moved her hands to Ted's breasts and rolled the nipples back and forth, eliciting a moan past the gagged lips.

Felicity shook her head in disbelief at the display. This man had breasts that most women would kill to have and Grace was nonchalantly toying with them. It was all just so unreal to her.

It was late so Felicity was led to the bedroom. She spent the next hour servicing Grace with her tongue until, after three orgasms, Grace pulled her onto the bed and snuggled with her latest acquisition until they both fell asleep.

The other three slaves apparently spent the night in their bound positions because they were still in their original positions when Felicity emerged from the bedroom. Grace met her with a cup of coffee but had to hold it to her lips since she still had her hands bound behind her. After taking a couple of sips, she found Grace's lips upon her own and felt an arm around her hugging her tightly as Grace continued the kiss.

"So delicious," murmured Grace. "So innocent and delicious. I have a full day planned and I can't wait to sample everything you have to offer."

The day consisted of sex, humiliation and tenderness. Throughout the day, Felicity experienced one erotic embarrassment after another but had difficulty becoming angry with her new owner. Grace's words and expressions were filled with love and kindness. It was almost as if Grace thought she was treating Felicity to wonderful new experiences that she would love, regardless of how degrading they were.

The first humiliation was the mounting of the she-male. Felicity's wrists were unbound and she was instructed to climb onto the frame above Ted. Then the mistress grasped Ted's cock and pushed down on Felicity's lower back, guiding the large spear into her sex. Once again, a cock slid easily into her and she wondered how she could be so constantly aroused in the midst of such depravities.

"Kiss his breasts," Grace commanded. "I could see last night how you admired them."

Obediently, Felicity lowered her lips to a breast and kissed it. "Suck on it. It drives him crazy." Felicity complied and drew the nipple into her mouth feeling the bud stiffen. Grace reached out and claimed Felicity's right breast and squeezed it tenderly, letting her fingers glide from the base to the tip over and over again as if she were milking an udder. Despite the humiliating appearances of being milked, Felicity found the sensations arousing and felt her body responding.

Soon, Grace moved to the other side and repeated the motions with the left breast. As she milked that one, her hand slipped between the two bodies and Felicity felt fingertips grazing over her clitoris and stimulating it. Within minutes, Felicity's body tensed and she groaned as a powerful orgasm swept through her body. She collapsed lifeless on the prone, bound she-male.

"That was wonderful," announced Grace as she gave Felicity's bottom a playful swat. "Now off of him. He isn't allowed to climax anyways." Felicity heard Ted groan as she slid off of his pole and saw his eyes gazing pleadingly at her.

Next, she found herself upside down, suspended by her ankles, her legs spread wide, leaving her sex totally exposed and vulnerable and at about the level of Grace's chest. Grace started by using her tongue to stimulate Felicity's sex, uttering words like delicious and succulent and divine. She would drive Felicity to the edge of an orgasm and then spank the exposed sex with either her open hand o a small flexible leather paddle. The first time this happened, Felicity squealed at the surprise but after the first spank, she just groaned each time her sex was abused. She was brought to the edge of orgasm at least a dozen times and then found her pussy punished each time. Finally, Grace did not return her mouth to the steamy sex but, instead, spanked it with her open hand over and over again. After ten or so spanks, Felicity's body erupted into the most powerful orgasm of her life. She squealed again and then passed out.

When she awoke, she was lying on her back on the floor. Grace was sitting on the floor at her side and was letting her hand drift lazily over the slavegirl's body enjoying the feel of the smooth tight flesh that she had purchased the night before.

"I can see that your body does not like pain," observed Grace. "But you can be trained to appreciate it. And I just love training new pets."

"How can I climax from having my pussy whipped," wondered Felicity to herself. "Am I really being trained to be aroused by pain?" Again, Grace was tender and just stroked the girl for a long time, comforting her and whispering what a good girl she was. Despite the harsh treatment, Felicity found herself liking Grace.

Next, Felicity was taken to the pool. She was never introduced to the bound female forms outside the front door but, in the daylight, she could see that the tags on their collars identified them as "Alana" and "Kelly." She wondered what they could have done to be so severely punished but decided that it was a question better left unasked.

At the pool, her humiliation continued. She was naked but for the cuffs on her wrists and ankles but fortunately, her cuffs were unconnected, leaving her some freedom of movement. Grace proved to be quite the socialite and she moved around the pool, talking to each of the dominants. Felicity's assignment was to kneel at each stop and service the master or mistress. By the time they headed back to the cottage, Felicity had no idea how many gallons of sperm she had drunk or how many pussies she had tongued. Again, it was all so surreal.

The final humiliation was by far the worst. At the end of the day, with less than two hours to go before she would be returned to Liv and James, she found herself locked into a metal frame. Her head was supported with her chin resting on a padded plate, causing her to stare forward. Her bottom was raised and her thighs were spread, leaving her completely vulnerable in either orifice. Even her breasts were vulnerable as they dangled beneath her captive body.

A small crowd had assembled at Grace's cottage and Felicity saw that even James and Liv were there to witness whatever was about to happen to her. Finally, Grace stood up and spoke glowingly about the slavegirl that she had purchased the night before. She talked about how obedient and graceful and beautiful she was and how she would love to own her permanently some day if James and Liv ever decided to sell her. This sent a chill down Felicity's spine. Then she announced that the entertainment was about to begin. Felicity heard Liv gasp and saw that she was staring across the room to a point behind Felicity. But Felicity's bondage was so complete that she could not turn her head to see what had caused Liv to gasp.

The crowd hushed and everyone was looking behind Felicity. She felt a light tickling on her inner thighs and felt a hot breath on her exposed slick petals. Then she felt a tongue lapping at her sex followed by a cold wet spongy object touching her sex. She heard a low growling sound and opened her eyes wide in surprise and fear. She was about to be raped by a dog!!!

"Please, please, please, no, no, no!!" she pleaded. She kept begging and babbling but to no avail as she felt the dog clamber onto her back with its forelegs wrapped tightly around her body. She felt the slick pole jabbing at her between her legs and then groaned as it found the right spot, slicing into her owned body. "Please, please, please, no, no, no," she whimpered.

Liv looked on with a combination of fascination and horror. The huge Great Dane was covering Felicity's body and she saw the massive canine cock gliding in and out of the slavegirl. The powerful beast held the girl tightly and nipped at her golden hair. Liv watched as spectators milled about, petting dog and girl alike, treating them both equally as pets. Her gaze kept returning to the red spear that kept pounding into her slavegirl's body and eventually had to get out of her chair when other milling spectators blocked her view. She knelt beside the bound girl and reached beneath her to stroke her swollen clitoris as she kept her eyes glued to the red shaft. The dog finally stiffened and let out a little whimpering sound indicating that he had deposited his seed inside his human bitch. Liv kept stroking Felicity's clit as the other onlookers joined in bringing pleasure to the bound girl. A woman knelt at Felicity's head and showered her face with little kisses. Men knelt on either side of her and stroked her breasts, milking her as Grace had done earlier in the day and rolling her nipples back and forth. A man knelt at her legs and caressed her thigh as a woman did the same thing on the other side. Eventually, the dog slipped out of the slavegirl and the six people kept stroking and caressing and kissing. Within minutes of the dog's exit, Felicity's body erupted in another orgasm, again more powerful than any she had ever experienced.

"I'm so sorry, little one," said Liv. She had her arm around Felicity's waist as she guided her slavegirl back to the room at the end of the evening. "I guess we should have had a longer list."

"It's okay, Mistress," replied a slightly dazed Felicity. "Who was to know?"

"It's okay?" thought Felicity. "It's okay? What am I saying? How can it be all right? I was beaten! I had sex with a she-male! I was raped by a dog! And my mouth was used like a sperm bank by who knows how many people! And I just said it's okay. What has gotten into me?"

James walked behind the pair, admiring the movement of two exquisite female bottoms, one covered by a sarong and one naked. He had already enjoyed the naked bottom once and knew he had to have her there again.