Opening his eyes lazily, he lookedacross the sunbaked yard to where 'the mistress-bitch,' as he thought of Janein her present incarnation, still stood...by the post he'd tethered her to earlythat morning. Rising slowly to his feet, he yawned, stretched, and began topad off purposefully towards the kitchen porch and water. The time was justafter mid-day, and the shadows were almost at their shortest when Jane heardthe soft padding of Towser's feet passing her, bringing her out of the apathetichalf. After a while I started to do the same thing and in about half hour all of the balloons were done. Well after that mom and aunt went in the kitchen cooking and I sat in front of the TV watching whatever that came on.That evening the party started and we were all having a lot of fun, got loads of gifts and my aunt got me a new digital camera. I took a lot of pictures of the party. Slowly the people were going home and it was almost time for my mother to go to her work. She started to get ready. Yes, that is what I now was, a lot in the auction. When my turn came, I was led into the room where the auction was to be held. There were six podiums, five occupied by naked girls, with collars round their necks, to the back of which their wrists were fastened, Their legs were spread wide apart, and their ankles chained to the sides of the podium, about five inches off the floor, so that they were on tiptoe. All their mouths were open, and held so by a ring behind their teeth, attached to a. . they were sold off to international clients, never to blight feminine society here again. We’ve no idea what’s become of them since ... but some of these ladies have returned contact, in need for fresh cock, the fate of some of these deserving souls unknown ... stirring the imagination deliciously.” Baker gave a piteous look of awe at the faces close the cane’s tip, his cock rigid as his imagination ran riot too, in a mixture of fear and submissive eroticism in considering that might be his.