2009 December

This week’s theme is parties and while I don’t have a lot of celebratory type gatherings there is a private BDSM party in the Purgatory series. In Watch Me Hide after Purgatory closes to the public the private party begins and on this night they started with a slave auction. So here’s a taste of that:

Rio walked into the third floor ballroom to a flurry of action at the stage in the middle of the room. “What’s going on here?”

Ben, his friend and know it all Dom, turned and smiled. “You haven’t heard?”

“Obviously not.”

“We’re inducting a new submissive into the group tonight and she has agreed to be auctioned for public play.”

“Who is it, and why am I hearing about this now?”

“Apparently it was decided at the last minute.

“And?” He wanted to know who.

“It’s that hot little thing who always wears a mask. I think they said her name is Em.”

His stomach tightened. “We don’t allow masks on this floor.”

“That’s the beauty of the whole thing. She’ll wear her mask for the auction and then the winner will reveal her identity.”

Rio’s cock perked up instantly at the remembered image of the masked Em in the cage tonight. Even in the smoky and darkened club he could make out her reddened cheeks from where Gabe had given her several good smacks on the ass as he’d worked her up for the crowd.

It wasn’t the first time he noticed her, but her open and sensual response to the crowd tonight had really grabbed his attention. So far, she hadn’t spent much time with any particular Doms at the club, but she had become braver each week with her clothing choices, and tonight she’d really opened up.

“What time is the auction?”

“Whenever the little honey gets that cute ass of hers up here.” Ben moved in closer and lowered his voice. “I heard that her performance downstairs really got her off and she needed some help coming down.”

“Some help?” He didn’t like the sound of that.

“Yeah, Gabe offered his assistance but Katie pushed him away and took control of Em in the corner by the bar. I don’t know what happened there, but boy, would I have enjoyed being a fly on the wall.”

Rio nailed Ben with a hard glare. “You are such an ass sometimes.”

“Yeah, and that’s what the subbies love so much about me.” He flashed a toothy grin. “Are you going to tell me that you aren’t curious about what Katie did to bring Ms. Masked Hottie down from subspace?”

He was, but he wasn’t about to share that with Ben or anyone else. When he didn’t rise to the bait, Ben wandered closer to the auction floor as the crowd grew ever larger with anticipation. This was going to get interesting.

Gabe stepped up to the microphone and the noise in the room quieted down. “I know y’all have heard about the plan by now, so why don’t we get our newest submissive in here and we can get this show on the road?”

Rio glanced at the door in the far corner and saw a small figure staring through a slight crack in the door. He’d bet the infamous woman of the hour was the one peeking in. He could imagine her standing there, biting her lip and tugging at the edges of her straight brown hair.

“The rules are pretty simple. We’re doing this impromptu auction for the club’s favorite charity and the beautiful Em has agreed to a public play scene within her club documented limits, of course.”

A round of boos erupted from the crowd, followed by raucous laughter. Rio figured this little lady would fetch a pretty high price for the night.

“Oh, and don’t forget at the close of the auction, the winning Dom will remove her mask right here on stage in accordance with our club’s policy.”

Applause erupted, as did a few calls to get on with the show, and even Rio vibrated with an urgency he couldn’t quite contain. He wanted to see who was behind that mask.

“You going to bid tonight, Rio?” Ben couldn’t seem to let this situation go.

“Don’t know yet. I think I’ll wait and see what the rest of you pervs do.”

“Takes one to know one, I reckon.”

“I guess so.” He liked that even though Ben came across goofy at times, he didn’t get all puffed up and put out at the slightest perceived insult. He couldn’t tolerate that kind of crap.

Gabe leaned into the microphone and turned his head to the door. “Katie, hon, go ahead and bring her in.”

More applause sounded when the door swung open and Katie stepped through, leading Em by the elbow. Now those riggers were some damn lucky men when they latched onto Katie. She was the epitome of a Dom’s wet dream with her tight corset that cinched her waist and lifted her ample breasts to almost spilling over the top. Even now with her flushed face and bright smile, she would be breaking hearts all over again.

But it was Em who continued to draw his eye, and had for sometime. He guessed she only stood five-two, which was a far cry from his six feet. Her slender body fit her height, but the first time she’d pulled her skirt up in the club for a flogging, she’d revealed a perfectly round ass that pinkened to a glowing red against her pale skin when spanked.

He’d yet to get close enough to see the color of her eyes, but the ruby red tint of her full lips mesmerized him, making him wonder what she tasted like.

Katie released her arm as she took to the steps and made her way across the platform to stand next to Gabe.

“Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?”

“Fine.” She spoke quietly but the powerful microphone picked up her voice. Hesitant. Sweet. Familiar. A memory tugged at him that he couldn’t quite reach. Where could he know this delicate morsel from, and how could he possible have forgotten her?

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