Most were men, though some were women or children. Most looked on dispassionately, even distractedly. Didn't they care? I was going to be sold! But, I...knew, I was nothing to them, just another naked girl to be had for a pittance."Sex slave," I heard the auctioneer call out as he cracked the whip, indicating that I would soon have to perform for the audience. There were two words I knew. But I had never heard them applied to me with such momentous finality as they were now, my naked, collared. I went home, dimmed the lights and lighted some candles. He came within few mins, dressed in a black polo Tshirt and beige cargo shorts. I so wanted to rip apart his clothes then and there. I ushered him inside, and closed the door. He got seated and then I poured wine for both of us. I was getting more aroused every minute. None of us took our eyes off each other for a single second. We were both drinking each other, waiting for the other one to take initiative. We were talking all the while,. As she flailed around, laughing, he took her into the pool with him, and her cute little squeal was muffled by the splash. They resurfaced and kept playing with each other, both splashing and laughing about how cold the water felt. Or rather, Amy complained about how cold the water felt, and Jason teased her, saying, “This was your idea.” Amy was so feisty with him that he noticed her unusual mood. “What has gotten into you today?” He said, sounding amazed. “You’ve never in your life been half. ”

 Maddox gets up and saunters into the kitchenette and I stare at him hard. 
“Bro. No more, she’s bad enough as it is.”

Maddox is also pretty lit but just slaps me on the back and takes the bottle back into the living room. Jackson has Tryst on his lap with his arms around her “helping” her play COD and I decide I need a beer with my blunt. 
By the time I’m done with my second beer the wine is empty, Jackson and Maddox are drunk trying to play COD and Tryst is passed out laying across.