Buying Charlotte

I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I´m scared, trembling as I face them.I can´t complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I´ll have more money than I´ve ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days and... I´m scared.I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they´re in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they´re all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me."Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for."I swallow hard and turn slowly around and trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding."Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I´m getting."I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It´s too late for

Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I´ve just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you."My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We´ll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?""Um, not sure. I´ve never had it.""Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?""Err... Don´t mind really... Italian?""Fine. We´ll go to Luigi´s around the corner then. I´ll reserve a table for us. Why don´t you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfor

At his words, a surge of juices floods between my thighs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. Pulling a pillow from the bed he pushes it under my hips, then pulls me into position. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. That´s it. Head down. Hips up. Let me see you."He pulls another pillow from under my head, again he shoves it under my hips, forcing my back to arch, and my hips to jut upwards."Good girl. Lie back. Relax. Just let me take over now." He makes a final adjustment to my position, pulling my hips up a little more, widening the spread of my knees and thighs. I am completely exposed. I have never been naked with a man before. Now I am not merely naked, but displayed...My nerves are back, and my panting is not just arousal but now real fear. There is a sinking in my stomach. What is he going to do? Nonetheless, I am running hot and liquid. I can feel my...private parts...are hot and swollen."You´re beautiful Charlot

He is a businessman, working abroad quite a lot and travelling between t´he States´ and Europe. Married previously, but now divorced and, after the failure of his marriage, no longer wishing to be ´tied´. However, he does enjoy a life of sexual adventure - which is, of course, where I come in."Have there been others? Before me I mean? Have you done this before?"He scratches his nose. "I suppose that´s a natural question. No, I haven´t done this before: literally buying a woman." He leans forward, taking my hand. "You are unique in that way Charlotte, and in other ways too I think.""I´m not sure what you mean?""Very few women, especially a young woman like you, would have had the sheer nerve to do what you have done. I admire you for it...and now, he stretches and yawns. "We have an appointment with Michael. Shall we go?"An hour or so later, back at the hotel, Michael is waiting for us in the lobby. Standing as he sees us arrive, he smiles. "Hello, James. Good evening Cha

"Now you know that´s not true, Charlotte. We both saw how you just reacted. You might be a late starter, but you´re as turned-on as we are by this. You´re not a virgin now. You can release your inner whore, and enjoy being fucked by two guys at once."And with that, he twists his hands into my hair, moving my head, my mouth, inexorably to his shuddering cock. "Lick me clean." And he moves my face against him, sliding my mouth over his erection.I lick the glistening shaft, for the first time tasting myself on another. The tanginess of my own juices surprises me, as I draw long, lingering strokes with my tongue from base to trembling tip. The sharp, almost lemony, flavour, contrasts with a bitter-sweet taste as I suck at the dewdrop which continually forms and reforms at the peak, sliding my tongue into the small slit then whirling the tip around the firmly bulbous head. My Master sighs and relaxes his grip on me a little. "That´s it, girl. Keep going." His breathing is becoming uns