Virginity Auction Website Novels & Stories

“Gentlemen… tonight’s crown jewel. Twenty-three years old. Virgin. Five-foot-six, thirty-six double-D, tiny waist, hips made for gripping. Ass you could bounce a coin off. Wet, tight, and completely untouched. Starting bid: fifty million.” The room erupted. “Sixty!” “Seventy-five!” “One hundred million—and I want first dibs on breaking her in! I’ll stretch that virgin cunt wide open myself!” Melinda’s knees buckled. She shook her head frantically, whispering broken prayers between sobs. The bids climbed higher. Faster. “Five hundred million!” “Eight hundred!” “One billion!” a hoarse voice shouted from the back. The auctioneer’s eyes widened, greedy delight spreading across his face. “One bil

My heart pounded as I begged for freedom through muffled cries. “Ladies and gentlemen, let’s proceed with the next auction. A rare eighteen-year-old lycan girl, pure Alpha blood from the south, and a virgin. She possesses magical healing abilities, perfect for your punching bag.” The man gestured toward me. “We’ll start at one million dollars,” the man standing before me introduced me like merchandise. Everyone fell silent. There was whispering, but no one raised a paddle to bid for me. “Anyone? Come on, anyone?” The auctioneer looked around the dimly lit room. “Alright, let’s lower it to 900,000 dollars. Anyone?”

The auctioneer said emphasizing the last word he uttered. He winked at the audience. “So gentlemen, show your resolve in capturing her wailing heart" “The starting price is 5 million dollars" “6 million" A voice that seemed to be from the front-row seat beckoned. “9 million" Another man said. “15 million" A third man said. The bidding war continued till a fat and unpleasant-looking man raised the bid; “29 million". The situation was spiraling and it left people guessing why anyone would splurge such money just to have one virgin girl.

Even if it means that we have to go along with her plans for selling us. After a moment, the woman nods her head as if coming to a decision. “Very well, here is the deal. We’re going to inspect you, and if you’re both virgins, we’re going to sell you in a virgin auction. The men who will be doing the purchasing are looking for willing virgins. If you make the man who chooses you happy, we will not kill you. You’ve seen what we are capable of, haven’t you?” She asks with a sinister smirk.

Recently graduated from college, recently removed her toga, had just been crowned on summa cumlaude and had just received an award from the ministry of education as the youngest graduate in her university. Genius, beautiful, yet… destitute. father's business had just gone bankrupt, her house had been seized by a bank, a 1 month detention. and they still didn't know where to live after this. So, before graduation, Ariesta mustered up the courage to meet the most popular girl in college. For wanted to find a job, but he introduced her to a website. The auction of virginity. Private and highly classified. She said the, Its customers are conglomerates and dignitaries from around the world. Aries

he begins, "we all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twenty-two years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a virgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that for himself. "As usual, all bids are final, except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her virginity is included in the terms. "Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: House takes 50%.... Fifty percent!?! ".... Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immedi

“If you’re auctioned last, then a lot of those stupid billionaires will bid more since there wouldn’t be any more to choose from.” “Cool,” Ariana agreed. Juliet’s words made sense because if there were varieties, the billionaires wouldn’t want to waste all their money on one. They would also compare and contrast. The worse part, they hated virgins as such, she was already on the losing side. Most virgins were auctioned for not more than two hundred thousand because of their lack of experience.

I didn’t want to. His bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly I was on his bed, beneath him, hair fanned out across the pillows. He paused, forehead resting against mine. “I need to ask you something,” he whispered. “Okay.” “Are you sure?” I looked up at him. “I’m a virgin,” I said. “But I’m not afraid of you.” His hands shook slightly as he touched my cheek. “You don’t have to prove anything.” “I’m not trying to,” I whispered. “I just… want you. Not because of the contract. Not because of the baby. Just you.”

“You should know better, Cynthia. You built this entire war on slander and extortion. Did you really believe your hands would stay clean?” Her fingers tightened around her glass, but she lifted her chin higher, determined not to falter. The massive screens behind Damian flared to life. This time it was not photographs or documents, but sound. The ballroom filled with Cynthia’s own voice, smooth and venomous. “If you want her ruined, you’ll pay me double. Otherwise, she walks free.” “No story sells better than a fallen virgin. Make sure the cameras catch her tears.” “Do not worry about the law. I own enough people to bury her alive.”

Right now, what I want is to get the hell out of here and run away. I desperately want to go back home. “Item number seven is special,” the host made me almost chuckle, trying to place what she meant by being special. “She is a virgin and has fine skin without any scars.” My gaze darkened at her words, my both hands covering my private area. Even though this isn't the first time standing almost naked in front of men, I felt uncomfortable. “Auctioning of Item number seven would begin from five thousand dollars,” she announced, making the men gasp in the hall.