Taming a Tempest

Chapter 14

The girls attended the morning class which Tempest had grown to hate because of the monotony of the drills that they engaged in as they were taught the proper ways to serve and kneel and pose. This time, the French girl was missing so now they were down to four.

Tempest asked about the former mistress and was shocked at the response. The organization had kidnapped four more girls the day before and they were being ‘processed.' The French mistress was also being processed for the auction that was to be held later today. Tempest shuddered as she thought back to the terrifying ordeal that they had gone through days earlier when they were being prepared for sale.

Elke and Tempest were sent back to their room immediately after lunch since they were leaving the island. Those plans changed, however, once they found their mistress.

"Change of plans, girls," Kate said. "We're delaying a day." She was obviously agitated about something. She was pacing the floor and muttering to herself.

"Is everything okay, Mistress?" asked Tempest.

Kate kept pacing as if she did not hear the question and kept muttering. Tempest caught an occasional word or phrase. "Asshole." "Jerk." "There ought to be a rule." "Fool." Tempest decided to remain silent.

Finally, Kate settled down enough to sit. Both girls scurried to her and knelt. "Can we do something to help, Mistress?" asked Elke.

Kate smiled and reached out, ruffling Elke's hair and then stroking Tempest's cheek. "I'm just a little upset," she said. "Maybe you can relax me after the auction. Would you like to come and watch?"

Tempest gasped. The last thing in the world that she wanted to watch was girls being sold into slavery. She did not respond fast enough, though.

"Oh, yes Mistress!" exclaimed Elke. "We'd love to!"

"Um… er… um…" mumbled Tempest.

"Good," smiled Kate as she arose. "Let's go. It starts in ten minutes."

"Um… er… um…" repeated Tempest but she was completely ignored as Kate gathered her things and headed out the door. Elke eagerly followed her mistress and Tempest reluctantly tagged along.

During the walk to the main building, they learned why their mistress was so upset. She had just learned that the French mistress' husband had sabotaged her. He had emptied the bank account and bought a new sports car with some of the money. While she was being trained to be a slave, he had been driving around Europe. Now, he was here to buy a slave of his own and it wasn't going to be his wife. He was going to let someone else purchase her.

Kate arranged for two mats to be delivered to her table and the two girls knelt at her feet. She idly fondled their breasts as she waited for the auction to begin. Finally, the room lights dimmed and the floodlights came on.

The French mistress was the first one brought onto the stage. She had a stunned look on her face and it was obvious that she never thought it would come to this. She was fastened to the same pole that had held Tempest less than a week earlier.

"You will find lot number one listed as 0915CF in your program," the announcer said. This time, the auctioneer was female and Tempest recognized her as the woman who had worn the dildo and taken her anally. "She came into our possession less than a week ago."

Kate handed each of her girls a program so they could follow along. Tempest took it but did not want to open it. Elke quickly opened hers and began reading. Finally, curiosity got the better of her and Tempest opened hers. The program showed a picture of each of the girls that was being sold along with statistics. Tempest wondered when the pictures were taken because she did not remember posing for any pictures leading up to her own sale. Then she realized that these were candid shots that were probably taken before the kidnapping as the pirates stalked their prey. She wondered how long she had been stalked before being captured.

The program provided a fair amount of information about each girl but it did not include a name. Included were nationality, date of birth, height and weight, and typical measurements such as bust, waist and hips. It showed hair color and natural hair color. Each listing had a ‘term of enslavement' and each term was described as ‘permanent.' Each listing also had an entry for ‘limits' and that entry was filled out as ‘none' for each of the girls.

Tempest glanced up at Kate and saw her glaring across the room. She looked in that direction and saw a man smiling smugly, seated two tables away. That was probably this poor woman's husband. What a cruel thing to do! Why couldn't he just have divorced her?

"This tight little package was formerly a slave owner herself," the auctioneer said. "So she might present some training challenges. But for the master or mistress who is able to successfully tame her, she offers an abundance of delights. Look at these perky, compact breasts." The announcer was bouncing the breast closest to her and Tempest watched it jiggle.

"The nipples on this girl are perfect for rings." The auctioneer was twisting the little buds back and forth and then released them, flicking each one with her finger. Tempest was amazed at how erect and prominent they were.

The auctioneer reached for the horrid cane and swung it directly across the girl's breasts, striking across both nipples. Tempest grimaced as she saw the tender mounds dent inward with the impact and saw the girl's eyes close as she tried to adjust to the pain.

"Nice markings as you can see. She also blushes beautifully. We have had her in training for several days so I have been able to observe her. She has been very compliant with the program but blushes deliciously at new experiences. You should have seen her on anal day."

The announcer probed a finger into the girl's sex and held her finger up for everyone to see it glistening. "This one is quite responsive. We think she will make someone a fine pet."

"Now, what am I bid for the girl?"

The price jumped immediately to 250,000 pounds. Tempest glanced around the room and saw a flurry of hands signaling bids. She saw the husband leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed and that smug smile still on his face. What a rat! The man turned and saw her looking at him and waved. She turned her head back to the stage.

The price had reached 300,000 pounds. The girl looked terrified as she witnessed the process of her body being sold. It was only days ago that she had been one of the bidders instead of the merchandise.

The bidding finally slowed down and the mistress was sold for 380,000. Kate was quite pleased with the outcome. Even after the organization took their cut, she was still ahead.

The organization only took a small transaction fee for private sales like this. They wanted owners to sell their girls here to drive more traffic into each sale. The more buyers there were, the higher the prices would be. They would make their money on the sales of the girls they procured.

So, after the 10,000 pound transaction fee, Kate netted 370,000 pounds. She had only paid 300,000 for the mistress and Elke combined so she essentially got Elke for free and made 70,000 pounds on the little Frenchie. Not a bad deal at all. She loved being a slaver!

There was a break as the former mistress was detached from the pole and taken away. It would be several more minutes before the next girl was brought in.

"Your girls are quite beautiful," Tempest heard a French accent. She looked up and saw the husband smiling at Kate. "As is their owner."

"Thank you," replied Kate. "I noticed that you were not bidding on that last girl."

"It is true," he said. "She is not my type. And she would be more hassles than she is worth. I have my eyes set on lot number three. Unless, of course, you would care to part with one of your girls. They are both very much to my liking."

"Unfortunately, they are not for sale," responded Kate.

"Pity," said the Frenchman. "I was prepared to offer a million for either one…. pounds that is."

Tempest sucked in her breath at that. Elke gasped. They both knew that Kate had purchased them for much less than that. And they both knew that Kate was extremely profit motivated.

"They are not for sale," Kate said again. It had taken every bit of strength, however, to decline the offer. She could have sold either girl for more than she had paid for all three.

Maybe she should start trading in slavegirls. She could buy them and keep them in inventory. They could be trained while she held them and then she could sell them when the conditions were right. She had invested 900,000 pounds for three girls. If she accepted the Frenchman's offer, she could walk out of here with 1,370,000 and still have ownership of one girl which would still be a very valuable asset. Plus, she had come here with the intent of only buying Tempest. She should be able to view Elke as expendable.

"The next one is coming up," said the husband. "I will check back with you again before lot number three is brought out." The man returned to his seat.

"Oh, god, I'm so horny!" hissed Kate. "Elke, get under the table and take care of me." The excitement of an auction always aroused her. Even when she was just watching in over the internet, she would get very wet and frequently masturbated as she watched. But tonight was almost pushing her over the edge. The erotic thrill of buying and selling flesh was more than she could handle. Elke dutifully crawled under the table and used her tongue to try to calm down her mistress.

The second girl looked familiar to Tempest but she did not know why. She had not recognized her from the picture but she did once she saw her in person. She glanced back at the picture and looked at the background. Then it hit her. This was another girl from the cruise she had been on. Had she been taken at the same time or did the pirates raid the ship a second time? She had no idea that cruises were so dangerous.

The second girl sold for 250,000 pounds and Kate climaxed as the auctioneer declared the girl sold. The Frenchman returned. "Have you thought any more about my offer?"

"I'm afraid they are still not for sale."

"Even for a million and a half?" he asked.

Kate wavered for a moment which frightened Tempest. But again, Kate declined the offer. It was hard again, though. That would have made for a pretty profit. She did decide to pursue her earlier idea and start buying girls for her inventory, though.

"Tempest," she hissed. "Under the table! I need it again!" Tempest obediently crawled between her legs and found her sex dripping with arousal.

Tempest missed lot number three entirely. Once again, Kate climaxed just as the gavel went down and the auctioneer declared the sale to be final. She crawled out from under the table just in time to see a shock of red hair disappearing through the door at the back of the stage.

She recognized lot number four as someone from the cruise liner. Lot number five was a stranger but she assumed that the girl had also been kidnapped from the cruise ship. After all sales had been completed, the Frenchman strolled over to the table again.

"Did you win number three?" asked Kate.

"Alor," he replied, shrugging his shoulders and holding his palms upward. "Mais non. I did not even bid. I found something else that I want to acquire."

Kate understood what he meant and looked back at him. "At the risk of repeating myself, they are not for sale."

He shrugged again. "More is the pity for me. I will take my leave now. Enjoy your girls."

Kate left her girls at the table and instructed them not to leave for any reason or with anyone. She would be back shortly. Then she went in search of the head of the branch office.

"You made a nice profit tonight," he said when he saw her.

"Yes, it was a very profitable night for me," she replied. "Cedric, I need a favor."

"That's what I'm here for," he smiled. "Hospitality is my middle name."

Kate went on to describe the interactions with the French mistress' husband and how he had offered so much money for her girls. He replied that she should have sold them. "You could buy a dozen girls with that much."

"These are my girls," she responded. "I'm keeping them."

Then, she told him, word for word, what the man had said after the auction ended. "Cedric, I need protection tonight. If he comes near me or any of my girls, feed him to the fishies."

"It is done," he replied and bowed gallantly. In his mind, they might all be outlaws but they had honor.

"As a way of trying to repay you," she added, "you may have one of my girls for tonight. Take whichever one you find pleasing."

"That is very generous of you, Kate," he smiled again. "I certainly think that your blonde is beautiful and she is energetic and adventurous from what I have seen. But it is your black haired one that pleases me."

"Would you like me to have Tempest delivered to you or do you want to take her with you now?"

"I think I will take her now," he said. "I might have to cage her for a bit while I close up the transactions from tonight. But she is always delightful company."

"Enjoy her," said Kate as she walked away.

"I assure you that I will," he laughed.