Virginity Auction Website Novels & Stories

It was a virgin auction site, the seediest of them all, and girls like Zelda didn’t end up in places like that. They were sold at private auctions, attended by people like Kent and Edward, to be seen in flesh and poked and prodded before their new owners would decide to shell out what amounted to pocket change for the lives of innocent young women. I knew then that I couldn’t afford her… and that I had to have her.

I wondered to myself. “Okay gentlemen! This is our No 27 Ashley Johnson. She is eighteen years old and the best part about her is that she Is a virgin. Yes that is right, a virgin! Young, fresh and untouched. So let’s start bidding from $10,000”. The host announced.

AN EXPENSIVE JOKE Maria stretched and yawned simultaneously. She was hooked to her recent life of sleeping and waking without having to go to work but with money being wired into her account. She sat up and immediately regretted it as she felt a pinch of pain in her intimate part. The pain took her back to last night. The sex. It was short and quick, the time he used was disappointing but she knew not what other way it was meant to be since she was a virgin but it was one of the best decisions she had ever made. She enjoyed it, regardless.

Every time her name trended, she was branded the scheming, heartless woman. So she decided to weaponize it. Let them hate her—hatred still meant attention. And when the cameras found her sitting next to Wes, the audience’s curiosity would do the rest. By noon, her name was trending again. The marketing account she had quietly built months ago—managed by Marilyn—released a new post: “Breaking: Serena Morales turns her sights on Alexander Vanderbilt! Sources say she’s been sending luxury cars and diamond watches to win his favor.” The comment section exploded instantly:

And I’d do it on my terms, even if that meant selling my body to the highest bidder. “Going once,” the auctioneer called again, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Going twice...” I held my breath, my heart racing in my chest. The auctioneer paused, his voice dropping, as if he’s building the anticipation. My stomach flipped. What’s coming next? Who is going to take me? Who is willing to pay for me? Then someone lifted a paddle. A single number, '69' stood out. “Ten billion dollars.” My gaze quickly shifted to the VIP area at the back, where the man who had just bid was sitting.

Even Victor—or VX, whatever name he’s using today—is ten times the man Olivia ever was. And now, he’s a virgin. That meant Teo hadn't claimed him yet. It meant Victor lied when he said Teo sent him in here for protection. They hadn't even crossed that line. So what was he doing at my nightstand? I walked to the drawer and hit the rubber nub. The panel hissed open, revealing the reinforced glass case. Inside, the Romanov Star pulsed with a cold, blue light. The sapphire was massive, ringed by diamonds that shattered the room’s dim light into a thousand jagged pieces. It was a masterpiece. Appraisers called it a hundred-million-dollar relic, but on the black market in Moscow, it was worth doub

“The auction begins in twenty minutes. Submissives volunteer. Bidders win one night—whatever they desire, within negotiated limits. Safe word enforced. Everything recorded for security. No names required.” She leaned closer. “You’d fetch a high price.” Lila’s breath caught. She should leave. She stayed. Twenty minutes later, the lights dimmed. A spotlight hit the stage. The auctioneer—a tall, androgynous figure in a tailored tux—stepped forward. “Lot One,” they announced smoothly. “A delicious newcomer. Virgin to our stage. Limits: no blood, no permanent marks, no scat. Everything else… negotiable.” Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs.

She looked out of it, she barely moved or made any sounds. ‘’Starting price 10 million’’ The bidding hall went crazy. I watched as Grace and Mark got ahead of every bidder, but it was a competitive game. Everyone wanted to have a virgin, they all wanted to be her first. Not that she would be taken care of but they would not pass the chance to brag about having slept with a virgin. Finally offer 100 million dollars to lady gold”’ the auctioneer announced.

I turn to the others, searching their looks for an ounce of understanding. “Just that. Through my arrogance... through my stupidity... through my inability to communicate other than through violence and control... I failed to show him that love. » I turn back to Alaya, my tone hardening slightly. " It's true. I bought your virginity. » The word is dropped, raw, brutal. “That was what interested me. The fact that you're a virgin. Pure. Untouched. » I stare at her intently. “If you hadn't been a virgin, I never would have chosen you. Never. »

She was already reacting. Dominic didn’t move. Didn’t shift. Didn’t blink. He just watched. Like a lion watching a lamb that didn’t know its throat was already in his jaws. Like a god studying the sacrifice before deciding what part of her to destroy first. The auctioneer stepped forward. He was sweating. He always did when virgins were on stage. His voice was steady but his hands kept twitching against his clipboard. “Signori. Lotto Diciassette. Diciotto anni. Unspoiled. Untrained. No sexual contact. No prior handling. Certified pure. Virgin confirmed by both physical examination and blood rite. This is the first time she has ever been displayed.”