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n_nina_arthur F*:- S.N Nina Arthur

Earlier in the evening Glinda had moved through the full list: a night with a renowned dominatrix aboard a private yacht that went for $800,000, a bespoke Zen experience package with a personal performer for a full month, three original pieces from an anonymous collector that sparked a brief war in the room, and two curated performance experiences that left everyone warm, loose, and ready to spend freely. Now they wanted flesh. Backstage, Lena watched through a gap in the curtain, her long black coat covering everything. Her pulse was climbing and she let it. The room had no idea what was coming. No performer had ever gone fully naked at a Zen auction. The shock alone would send the numbers

Mother cooed, showering her with praise, something she’d never done for me. It was always strange how different Nina and I looked despite being sisters. She was the family’s pride. She had long, glossy black hair cascading down her back, flawless skin, bright almond-shaped eyes, and a slim, graceful figure. Nina seemed to light up every room she entered. She seemed to have everything, even Nathan, the soon-to-be Alpha, as her boyfriend. Everyone believed Nina and Nathan, the future Alpha, would end up as mates. They were so in love it was almost sickening.

Nita said, "It is better when he cums on you." The third time was even better. Rather than join the girls in pressing, Nita decided to sit on the other side of me and get herself off with her fingers. We made a little masturbation sandwich that way, me stroking my cock, my sisters lying on the ground, and Nita on the other side. Her legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She already had her top off and for this round, Nita stripped down naked. I was surprised to see that her pussy was covered in dark, curly hair completely untrimmed. There was something arousing and naughty about that.

I stared at the lady, merely looking at her, she was old enough to know the silly deals been done around. I didn't waste any of my time and showed her the video. "Do you know that lady?" I asked. She stared closely and when she realized who I was referring to, her eyes widened. "Yeah that your precious little Nun, the bitch is a whore who I fucked last night but the following morning, she stole an important document of mine." I said angrily. The lady shook her head. "No you've got the wrong lady. My Adela wouldn't do such a thing. Where is she? What have you done to her?"

I wish I could be like her sometimes. Shimmying through the crowd, I sauntered towards her voice. Finally she came into view after being hidden by obnoxiously tall men and equally tall women in extremely high heels. She immediately notices me, “My Artist! Oh my God Nessa I’m so proud of you! What!!” She says as she leans in for a hug. Bella, coming into view, joins the hug “honestly Nessa, you’ve really outdone yourself. All these pieces are so beautiful.”

She sighted Naina and merrissa sitting at the front facing the stage, so she walked up to them, with silver behind her. " Wow can't believe Nicki could be this beautiful on pink" Naina said admiring Nicki. " Woah!!, And if I were to be a boy trust me I would have asked her out" merissme and they all laughed " Thanks Naina , you guys look amazing too" Nicki said and sat beside Naina while silver sat with merrissa. Naina was staring at Nicki, and noticed something was off about her today, but it seems she couldn't get a hold of that thing.

Adel shouting but the little naughty woman was running away. "Jade put your slippers!! bring your towel!" Mrs. Adel shouting at her behind. My first time to see the little woman naughtily pissing off her mother. "Master! Master Javen! Javen!" running away from her mother toward me as I was dumbfounded looking at her in her two-piece swimsuit. She had picked up a two-piece swimsuit! she was so innocently sexy!

The masterpiece infront of me is the truest definition of perfection. She stands before me in a black two piece swimsuit with strings going criss-cross across her chest and the underwear is high waisted with a thong like design, looking so...so "So fuckable." Dax says lowly with a soft growl at the end. "Damnit Dax. You can say stuff like that. She is our mate." I say trying to fight the urge to agree with him. "She doesn't know what we're thinking about." He says in a 'duh' tone.

Obey. I don’t even make it to the stairs. A hand clamps around my wrist (tall guy, glasses, messy brown hair) and he drags me behind the tallest shelf in the back corner. The others follow like zombies. Six becomes ten becomes fifteen. The whole basement floor empties toward me. “Need her now,” someone mutters. “Fuck, look at that little skirt.” Hands rip my crop top over my head. My tits bounce free. The thong is torn away in one yank. I’m naked except for sneakers and the glittery ANGEL lettering now smeared across my chest in sweat.