"Mrs. Cavanaugh started to say something but Shelia butted in."Mom everyone knows about that fight, it's a school legend and I know about the college ...irl he dated last year. You could have asked me instead of hiring a detective."I jumped in on her mom's behalf saying I thought it was good that she checked on potential suitors. Then I asked Shelia if we could talk in private for a minute. She agreed and we went out on the porch. Out on the porch in the pale moonlight I raised groveling to an. ” “Yes, Mistress.” She strode around the bed, looking down at me so thoroughly restrained, my erect cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her pendulous tits, swaying gently as she moved around our bedroom. She joined me on the bed, sitting back on her haunches in between my legs. As she leaned over to kiss me, I felt her hangers brush over my nipples. I moaned again. “Hmmm, you like that, eh?” she whispered as she licked my ear … “Yes, Mistress, I do,” I. I told her I was sure and was excited. Ron's car was already there.When we came to a stop, she told me to take off my dress. My sister reached into a bag and took out a leash and a few other things. She attached the leash to the collar on my neck, then she placed leather straps on my wrists and attached a chain to each one. A ball gag was placed in my mouth and secured it in place with a strap that went around my head. She kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "You ready to be punished bad. One five ... thank you, young lady. I have one five ... Any increase? one five ... one five ... last call. Sold at one million five hundred thousand. I’m sorry, sir ... you were too late. Speak to Miss Jakobsen ... perhaps ... No?“Gentlemen and lady, I bid you adieu. Perhaps another time.”The TV screen disappeared and the bidders clustered around Miss Jakobsen. Her entourage bullied their way forward and the losers stepped back.The loser who dithered too long stepped up to grandfather, shook.