This year they are auctioning off their strippers instead for a dinner out and I am one of them. How I got talked into it I am not sure but I am stand...ng here ready to go to the auction block. I have no problems taking my clothes off in front of maybe twenty-five people a night but to go out there and parade around in a tuxedo on a runway has me almost petrified.“Ladies and gentleman, our next stripper to be auctioned off is Caleb,” the emcee said, indicating it was my turn. “You cannot go. The vacancy had left her eyes. She looked disgusted."I might have known you'd be in on this, Lilah."?"Dearest Cordelia," Lilah grinned. "It is always a displeasure to see you. I trust you're both, uhm, comfortable?"?"I can't believe that you would get involved with a company that does this to women!" snapped Cordelia.Lilah grinned."I admit I'm not their biggest fan, honey. But they get the job done and several of our front companies could do with new employees."?"Front companies? What do you. The hands on my breasts never stopped milking me. My breasts were very sore from the continuous squeezing.I looked at the zombie and he placed his ice cold hands on my hips. I couldn't believe what he was going to do to me. But it was true. He was preparing to mount me.I pulled at my wrists to get him away with no success. I was spread wide open and my knees were held firm. He put his face in front of mine and moaned, "Pussy." Then he thrust his ice cold, hard cock up inside my hot wet snatch.I. Misty stood suddenly and shook. ‘Oh, wasn’t I doing a good enough job?’ she asked while laughing, ‘do you mind if I join you two?’ ‘No, please pull up a piece of brick,’ I said, patting the step to the left of where I was seated. Grabbing Misty’s brush, I tried to find the cordless phone that I had placed next to me. I reached to my right and no phone. I reached to my left, between my legs and in back of me and still no phone. ‘Are you looking for this?’ she asked as a wisp of her hair slid.