None wore shoes. They wouldn't need them since they would almost never be outside their house. Each slave had been cleaned and primped to look their...best. This was a great year with many beautiful slaves. Competition was intense as the bidding began.In most instances, the bidding reached the highest levels ever for the event. Adam1992 was third to the last and more than a few people were holding out for him. The audience went quiet as he was led out onto the auction block. An attendant. What do you mean?” Ken asked, his eyes growing wide.“I’ve seen that look before,” she said, taking a couple of steps closer. “I am, sadly, all too familiar with it. You were about to hurt yourself, weren’t you?”“You don’t know a thing about me, lady,” Ken muttered, preparing to leave.“I don’t have to know anything about you to be concerned,” she fired back.“Concerned,” Ken snorted. “How could you be concerned about me? You don’t even know me!”“Easily rectified. Gabrielle Libertine. My friends. Now in my mid twenties, I am fully confident and totally ready to at least solicit some topless pictures from her somehow but how do I do it? Well, I just took the plunge, was bold and asked her tactfully what she was wearing and we both had some discrete banter. Kat sends a big busty bra picture! I was stunned already hard and complimented her lovely body. She now lives out of town from the state we were both living but told me she was eventually coming to visit soon. Kat has long lovely red. “I see you’re in the mood already!” She chuckles.Naomi takes a breath and smiles, making no attempt to stop Petra playing with her boob, and confirms, “Oh yes ... I’m ready ... I can’t wait...” Her voice still sounds a little clipped, like she’s genuinely impatient and keen to get started.Petra lets go of the nipple, smiles at her guest, then crouches down next to her Golden Retriever, talking to him and she unhooks his leash. “I think you’re going to have a lot of fun with this one ... Are you.