He stands behind me. “Hands on the glass…NOW!” I follow his command, putting my hands out and pressing them on the cool glass. “Bend over…le... me look at the ass.” I know what’s coming. I close my eyes. The light comes on and I hear him panting. “Such a lovely shade of red Pet. I really hope you never learn to completely obey. You do look good with a freshly spanked ass.” I want to moan. I hear him grunt. “Spread your legs apart. Farther.” My legs are slightly farther apart than my shoulders. I. Really worked out — unleashing my crushing sadness and anger pumping barbells and hand weights, trying to break my undamaged upper body. As a result, even I had to admit I looked good without a shirt. “Want help with your pants?” the redhead then asked. “Got that, too,” I assured, laying back and hoisting my ass off the bed with my upper thighs, shoving my grey slacks and black boxers off, revealing my flaccid but not insubstantial manhood. I then sat up, briefly hesitating before I pushed. "Now please give us a smile and return to your seat."The girl did so.The picture dissolved again to Angie Dennison. "Abduction, kidnapping, white slavery. Whatever you call it, these girls will have a whole new life." The picture returned to the auction room.The girls were back on their stools, dressed quite differently, still wearing their collars and tags but now all gagged. The voice spoke again. "Girls, now you have the opportunity to demonstrate your skills for your potential new owners.. We still have to strip the bed and wash these sheets before mom gets home with dinner. Paula returns with a wet wash cloth and wipes my cock and balls off while Libby goes into the bathroom and squats on the toilet and try's to squeeze out my cum out of her pussy.As Paula cleans me up she takes the head of my cock into her mouth and sucks it gently her tongue is magical. If I could I would let her suck it all day. Libby comes back and says get up we have to wash these sheets. So I slowly get up.