” As the bidding began Mistress Dee, encouraged her guests with assurances, they would have their purchase to themselves for the time allotted in ac...ordance with their bid. I was not paying much attention to the actual bidding as standing upright without having my cock torn from my body was my greatest concern. After a while, perhaps half way through, as the bidding began to slow down, Mistress Dee stood in front of me smiling. She softly told me she will spice up the bids a bit. She bent her. “Go Benjamin,” yelled the others.“Hooray,” yelled Benjamin.Liz leaned over and spoke to me quietly so that only Melissa and I could hear.“You’re messing with Laura’s head,” she whispered.I nodded. “Yes.”“Why?” whispered Melissa.“Because...” I replied.Because I was setting her up. When I started, I didn’t know why but now I knew. Later I was going to get her to do something scary – more scary than hugging me. Also I was showing her that she no longer had the sort of hold on me that allowed her. We need to go now. Put your clothes on okay sweetie?" She drew away from Blake and sat up on the edge of the bed. She placed her arm across her breasts protectively, in a futile effort to hide her nakedness from Justin. "Blake, Justin and I need to go." Her eyes darted around the room, searching for her clothes. Her blue dress lay in a crumpled heap on the floor near the foot of the bed where if had fallen the night before, and she quickly strode over to retrieve it. She couldn't find her. It might be,’ Akira raised a finger on her right hand with each point she made, ‘first, she’s a misguided, neo-feminist extremist, second, her views in general about men may have been warped by the fact that she claims to have been raped on two separate occasions, and third, she’s simply bat-shit crazy! I tend to think it’s all of the above.’ I shook my head sadly. Akira continued, ‘I mean, even though I had an abusive boyfriend, I don’t hate all men. In fact, I was still dating my abusive.