Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
I wondered if anyone back on Earth would believe I was being sold at such a crazy-high price. I mean, in my old life, I was sure nobody would have thought I was worth much. I was just a washed-up librarian living on her sister’s couch. But here, I was exotic and rare.
I wondered if the big Korrigon in the black leather mask was going to bid on me. He had seemed so anxious to buy me before, but now he sat there on the front row, silent as the bids went higher and higher. Maybe I was worth more than he could afford, I speculated.
Well, whoever bought me, I hoped I would get a chance to wash the awful eroticizing drops off my nipples and pussy. They were driving me crazy and I thought I had never felt so swollen and needy, not even during the beginning of my time with Sir, when he would only tease me and was withholding my first orgasm.
Meanwhile, the bidding continued.
“Two million credits I’m bid for this rare and lovely La-ti-zal pet,” Mister Takalook called as the male beside the masked Korrigon raised his hand once more. “Do I hear three? Yes, three million credits, thank you to the gentleman in the back.”
This went on for some time until a kind of bidding war developed between the guy in the front and the one at the back of the room. Finally, after a bid of ten million, they were going back and forth rapidly.
“Eleven million…twelve million…thirteen million,” Mister Takalook said, looking back and forth between them. “Fourteen. Do I hear fifteen? Fifteen! Thank you, the gentleman in the back. Oh, and sixteen from the gentleman in the front…”
Suddenly the big Korrigon in the black mask rose to his feet.
“Fifty million credits for the little Earth pet,” he growled.
There was a collective gasp through the room and I saw all the males looking at each other.
“Excuse me, but did I hear you say fifty million?” Mister Takalook asked.
“Yes, and I want her now!” the masked Korrigon growled.
“Well…” Mister Takalook cleared his throat nervously. “This is one for the records—we’ve never had a pet go for such a high price! Very well—fifty million once…fifty million twice…”
He paused and there was a breathless silence. Looking out into the crowd I saw that it looked like everyone was frozen. Doubtless they were afraid to even twitch lest the movement be mistaken for a bid.
At last Mister Takalook announced,
“Fifty million it is! Sold to the gentleman in the mask for Fifty million credits! Please come and collect your pet,” he added.
The big Korrigon didn’t have to be told twice. He advanced at once and pressed his finger to the lighted square box Mister Takalook presented to him. This apparently transferred the credits at once because Mister Takalook finally unfroze me.
“Please take her,” he said but the masked Korrigon was already scooping me up into his arms. Without a word, he carried me through the crowd.
I couldn’t help wiggling in his arms. The eroticizing drops were still working on me—making me crazy! Suddenly, I spotted a small door in the wall I thought must be the bathroom.
“Please,” I begged my new Master, looking fearfully up into his masked face. “I’m really sorry, but can we stop in the, er, necessary room?” I pointed to the small door and he nodded.
Without another word he took me into the small room and shut the door behind us.
SIXTY-FIVE
ELLI
The first thing I realized was that we weren’t in a bathroom. Instead, it was a storeroom filled with stacks of big boxes that seemed to be made out of black leather of some kind. The masked Korrigon who had bought me carried me inside and set me on top of one of them. It was so large that it actually allowed us to be eye-to-eye and the leather stuff was surprisingly soft—like suede I thought, as it connected with my bare bottom.
“All right,” he rumbled. “Let’s have a look at you.”
I shrank back from him.
“Please…I know you paid a lot for me but the, uh, auctioneer put some stuff on my, um, private parts that’s driving me crazy! If you could just take me someplace I could wash it off…”
“The auctioneer said the only way to get the eroticizing drops off is to lick them off,” he reminded me, his voice dropping to a low growl. “Is that what you want me to do for you? You want me to suck your sweet nipples and lap your hot little cunt?”
I bit my lip and gave him a fearful look.
“I guess you’ll do whatever you want with me,” I said, my voice shaking. “But I think you should know, I’m in love with another man—another Master, I mean. My first Master—his name was ‘Sir.’ At least, that was what he told me to call him,” I added.