Virgin Auction Novels & Stories

“Use every other device you have on him!’ After shouting one last instruction to the staff, she helped Damien back to the observation deck. Then, the staff lit a candle and used it to drip scorching wax all over the red streaks on my body left behind by the whip. I screamed in agony when I felt the heat of the wax singe my already inflamed skin. The staff showed no mercy and continued to drip the wax all over my body. They used a total of eighteen different torture devices on me. Toward the end, my body was covered with bruises all over to the point where even the audience could not stomach the sight of it. “Ever since the auction hall was founded, nobody has ever endured all eighteen tortur

I didn't even notice when the lashes stopped, nor did I notice when I was picked up and placed at the centre of the stage. "Now this one is real special. Her name is Mariah and she was sold by her father, she is still a virgin with the blood type of AB positive. Her blood is pure, she is untouched. " the auctioneer said, there was a slight pause as everyone gazed down at me. I laid still on the floor and curled into a ball. "We'll start the bidding at 20, 000" the auctioneer said. And just like that there was an uproar from the audience.

He was sprawled on the silk sheets, trying to drown out the silence with a digital thriller. "You're coming to Club Venom. End of story." "And if I refuse?" "You're in breach of the blood pact." Alejandro’s shadow loomed over the bed. "Two million silver credits or your life. Which one are you holding?" Victor slammed the tablet down. The thought of that debt was a physical weight on his lungs. "Fine. Give me a minute." "Wear this," Alejandro commanded, tossing a sleek, charcoal-grey suit onto the bed. It was tailored, expensive, and looked more like armor than evening wear. "Try not to look like a stray. I have a reputation to maintain tonight."

Carlos leaned in and kissed my cheek. We left the warehouse and went straight to the Sapphire. It was the night of the Virginity Auction. I wasn't too thrilled about the idea, but Carlos had informed me that all the women were of age and all the women and men were screened for STD's. The men also had to return the women after 48 hours, unharmed or there would be death for them and no mercy. As soon as I arrived there, I went straight to Madre's office. She was browsing a costume catalog. I closed the door behind me. "I need to ask you a favor."

I would have probably been stuck with him for the rest of the night. A pleasant male sounding voice emanates from my speakers, “This way Miss Antonia. I’m Arian, your virtual host for tonight.” I see the small ball on my headboard projecting new directions. The voice coming from the speakers explains as I begin to follow, “A special parking space has been reserved for you. Once you’re parked you can scan the code which your car will display and receive directions for your table. The auction will begin soon.” An auction? Why would Bridget lead me to an auction?

Though Leif was very wealthy and his Vexley Group owned a private hospital, he couldn’t possibly handle everything himself or know every detail. But he replied, “Yes, I’m one of their top VIPs. They’re holding a small, private auction tonight. Are you interested, Miss Carrington?” Raina was speechless for a moment. She realized she had underestimated things. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she said, “My senior brother called me last night. There’s a seller offering a Eclipse Vine—this herb is very effective for ‘Velvet Mercy’ (a certain condition). So tonight, we have to win it at the auction.”

My heart starts pounding like crazy again, and an unpleasant chill appears inside. "Zoe," I ask, "what are they selling at auction? A car?" She gives me a condescending look and snorts: "Where did you just fall from, Ava? Look at your badge. They're selling you, you're a virgin, right?" I see a one on the badge and nod, falling into a bottomless abyss, and ask again: — How do they sell it? "Usually," Zoe lazily points her chin at the auction participants excitedly shouting out prices, "they've already reached ten. You'll get away with fifteen, you can bet your life! Hey, where are you going?"

"Aright ladies and gentlemen or gentlevampire? Anyway the auction has begun" We're on stage and caged like animals wearing nothing but lingerie " Right here we have a blonde girl with blue eyes , her name is- not important, she's not a virgin and her blood type is A" " The bidding price is 10 thousand dollars, cheap just like her" the black haired vampire know as Mic said Vile bastards "15 thousand dollars" "20 thousand dollars" A young woman with her husband said

a loud masculine voice declared sarcastically, and a man who seemed to be the auctioneer walked out to the middle of the stage. "We have here in our auction ring, an Omega, pure breed of an Alpha father, nineteen year old, mateless, and to top it all, she's a virgin!" He stated, hitting the auction hammer on the plank. A loud cheer suddenly resounded in the auction hall. The noises were made by the werewolves who cheered at the fact that Lily was tagged to be a virgin. "Let the bidding begin! The starting price is $200 thousand!" The man stamped.

What I wouldn’t give to return to my monotonous life of working as an editor for the local publishing house, spending my days looking over countless manuscripts that resemble instances just like this. My body stiffens as the announcer addresses the audience once again. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have saved the best of our auction for last.” My heart thunders in my ears, the knowledge that he is talking about me moving across my skin and sending goosebumps to appear where it touches. “We have, for your pleasure…” The man pauses for dramatic affect. “A virgin up for auction.”