A Landscaper's Debt Ch. 03

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The auctioneer smiled at Brad and then down to his cock that jerked on its own. "Very good," she smirked at how the two women had done a great job of getting his cock nice and hard. Putting the microphone to her lips, she announced with a chuckle, "I think this is the item you ladies have been waiting all night to see. If you would like to inspect him, now is the time."

No sooner than she got the words out of her mouth, Brad saw women rush toward him like a herd of hungry dogs. Pulling on his wrist restraints did no good as the women gathered around his naked body. He felt fingers and fingernails sliding all over his body, making him squirm at the slightest touch. Their touches seemed to be everywhere at once, on his back, ass cheeks, chest, and thighs. But the sensation that made him moan loudly was feeling a different pair of lips sucking on the tip of his cock before slipping deeper into the warmth of that mouth. Looking down, he saw a blonde haired woman, looking up at him as his hips bucked from all the touching, sending his cock deep into this unknown woman's mouth. His body jerked back and forth as fingers grabbed his cock pulling it out of the warm mouth only to feel someone's lips and tongue sliding seductively up and down its length. He wondered if every women was going to have a chance to suck and taste his cock as it jerked in response to another new set of lips engulfing his shaft.

As the sensations in his body grew stronger from all the stimulation, he could hear women making comments that seemed to be jumbled together. "Ohhh god what a lovely specimen ... Look at that cock ... I want to take him home ... Someone is going to be a lucky winner tonight." Closing his eyes only heightened the sensations attacking his body as it jerked from one touch to another. Opening them, he saw the leering looks of the women but there were three women who stood back, not taking part in the action. Marie Colton, Jacqueline Bolivar, and Dr. Brianna Stevens stood in the background watching the women claw at him and looking amused at his plight.

"What the fuck is happening," he whispered, lurching against the leather constraints when he felt teeth nipping at his nipples. "No ... No this isn't right," he tried to call out as fingers glided up and down his cheek and then slipped into his mouth. The drugs had clearly worn off and with each passing minute he became more in tune with what was happening to him. The fingers in his mouth pushed deeper and then began to move back and forth as if replicating a cock. He struggled to push the encroaching fingers from his mouth but to no avail. 'How long are they going to do this?' he wondered just as a loud voice interrupted the proceedings and seemed to quiet the women.

"Ladies that is enough," she said with a stern voice. The women stopped their touching and fondling, looking at the auctioneer who was moving toward Brad. The women stepped back, making a path for the short dark haired woman. When she got to Brad, her smile widened. "Hmmmm very impressive," she smirked touching Brad's aching cock and watching it jerk wildly. "You are going to make some women very happy," she added, turning to the crowd of women.

"This is the final auction and you all know he is Mistress Marie Colton's new landscaper." There was a splattering of chuckles from the women as the announcer continued. "He has signed a contract with Mistress Marie that was drawn up by Mistress Jacqueline. And we want to thank Dr. Brianna Stevens and her assistants. I understand they did a thorough check-up on Mr. Johnson this afternoon and he has been deemed very very healthy." The auctioneer laughed and the mention of the doctor brought about another round of laughter from the crowd of women who knew what kind of physical he was given at her office. A lot of the women turned their heads to acknowledge the three women. Sarah and Joanna smiled at the other women but their attentions were clearly focused on Brad.

The auctioneer looked out over the crowd. "Before we get the bidding started, I am told that Mistress Marie has taken a special interest in this fine specimen. She wants one of you ladies to take him under your wing, train him, and deliver him to her by next week in time for her gala event." Murmurs erupted as the women listened to the auctioneer. "For that Mistress Colton will gladly pay you for your troubles provided he is ready to be handed over to her and ready for showing."

Brad couldn't believe his ears. He was fully aware of what was happening as he yelled at the auctioneer. "What the fuck are you talking about bitch? You're crazy. You're all fucking crazy. When I get out of this, I'm going to report this slave trading to the authorities." The loud outburst quieted the crowd as his gaze quickly scanned the audience looking for Marie Colton. His eyes locked on her and her friend Jacqueline Bolivar. Speaking directly to them, he yelled, "And I don't give a flying fuck how much power you have in this town. I'll find someone who will listen to me!"

The women in the room looked at Marie and Jacqueline and then back at Brad. His explosion had quieted the crowd and their attention turned to the auctioneer. But before the auctioneer could say a word, there was movement in the crowd and the women parted as Marie Colton moved to and up onto the stage. The only sound in the room was her stiletto heels clicking on the floor. When she reached Brad, she was seething with anger, quickly raising her hand and slapping Brad hard across the cheek. "Don't you utter another word or else."

"Fuck you bitch," he screamed and then seeing a wicked smile form on her lips and then some movement to his right side. He was about to say something when one of the men came up behind him and quickly shoved a blue ball bag into his mouth, fastening the strap behind his head. Struggling, Brad tried to force the gag out of his mouth but in moments the gag was securely in place and the auctioneer gave the microphone to Mistress Marie.

She looked at Brad seeing the daggers in his eyes as she chuckled. "I told you ladies that this one is special. It will take a special mistress to train him." She reached out and ran her fingers up and down his cock feeling his body trying to get away from her touch. Gripping his cock between her fingers, she smiled at the audience as she slowly stroked him. The women roared their approval and then quieted when she lifted her hand. "And ..." She waited for the crowd to quiet. "He also has some other fine qualities that I'm sure you can find a use for while he is in your service." Marie stoked his cock harder to make her point. "But I'm sure you all have figured that out ... haven't you?" The sound of their laughter and murmurs made her smile as she added, "Sarah and Joanna if you would please join us on the stage.

The doctor's assistants practically ran up to the stage eager to be part of the festivities. They stood next to Lisa and Anna who were wondering what she had in mind for them. The four of them looked at Brad and then at Marie Colton as she told them, "Lisa and Anna. You did a splendid job getting him hard and you will get more of him I promise. Sarah and Joanna, please keep him hard during the auction."

"Yes Mistress," they answered in unison with undeniable excitement in their voices.

Without hesitation, both women approached Brad and dropped to their knees in front of him. "We've been waiting all day for this Brad," Sarah said grabbing his cock and then leaning forward to kiss the tip, her tongue flicking over the bulbous head. Joanna too leaned forward, planting a wet kiss on the side of his veiny muscle, moaning her pleasure.

"Hmm such a treat," Joanna muttered as her lips trailed downward to capture a heavy ball.

The two women began working as a team, alternating kissing and stroking his cock. When Sarah gulped his cock deep into her mouth, Joanna would lick at whatever piece of meat was visible. And when Sarah gave up the growing muscle, Joanna took it into her mouth, savoring the taste of his precum. They took turns stroking and sucking his cock and occasionally their lips would meet at the head, tongues flicking at one another before kissing ardently and then resuming their ministrations on his member. Their lips sometimes trailed down the length of his cock down to its base and then back to the starting point, taking turns flicking their tongues and swiping across the sensitive head, feeling the hard muscle jerk.

Brad was helpless as he watched his cock being lathered with their spittle wanting to get away but unable to move. He let out a series of groans as Sarah and Joanna attacked his cock and it was evident they were enjoying their job of keeping his cock hard for the auction. Breathing harder, he looked to his left seeing the short dark-haired auctioneer raise the microphone to her lips, announcing, "Well ladies it looks like our two assistants have done a fine job of getting Mr. Johnson ready for the bidding."

The auctioneer asked for an opening bid of $5,000 and immediately a hand shot up from a tall blonde woman in the middle of the crowd. Brad saw the excitement on her face vanish when another bid of $6,000 was called out. The bidding war became a blur to Brad as the women quickly outbid one another. While the frenzied crowd bid higher, he looked down at Sarah and Joanna who continued stroking, kissing, and sucking his cock. His body swayed and his cock jerked as the two women took turns and then Sarah slid her mouth down until she had his balls in sight. They took turns squeezing and caressing each ball, before flicking their tongues and then licking at the massive sac. Closing his eyes, he wished this was all a bad dream but the catcalls and constant bidding for his services told him it was real. And what were the words of Mrs. Colton? He was to be trained by someone to become her slave? The word slave screamed in his brain as the auctioneer encouraged the women to bid higher. He tried to make sense of all this but every thought was confused with another.

His breathing was becoming more labored as he watched the two mouths kissing and licking his cock, his desire quickly rising to the point where he thought he was going to blast them with his creamy seed. Knowing he was close, he let out a low groan when Joanna took his cock deep into her mouth while Sarah fondled his ball sac. The bidding was now in the background of his mind as his cock started to jerk in Joanna's mouth. His hips moved back and forth, ready to deliver his creamy fluid down her throat when she suddenly pulled her mouth off his aching member, pre-cum dripping down her chin. Looking down at medical assistant with long blonde hair, seeing the spittle dripping off her chin, he saw her smug smile and knew she had anticipated his boiling desire. Sarah let one of his balls plop from her mouth and sat back on her heels along with Joanna, each of them staring at his cock jerking up and down in front of the entire audience. "Fuck," he said know into the ball gag, knowing they were going to let his cock alone until the urge to ejaculate passed.

The bids became more pronounced, bouncing around in his head as the bidding escaladed quickly to $15,000. Brad saw it was the same tall blonde who opened the bidding, holding a leash connected to a collar on a lovely brunette. Next to them, Marie, Jacqueline, and Brianna stood observing the bidding and bidders. A satisfied smile was on all of their faces as they talked while the auctioneer asked for more bids.

Another bid rang out ... $16,000 and then Brad saw the blonde raise her hand. "$20,000." The crowd quieted, all eyes looking at the blonde and her slave girl. The auctioneer asked for more bids but the bidding seemed to have stalled and she started saying ... Going once ... going twice ... and then he saw Jacqueline raise her hand. "$25,000" she called out looking at the blonde, her eyes shooting darts at her. A murmur went through the crowd and it was apparent there would be no more bidding. The auctioneer quickly asked for any more bids and hearing none, announced in a loud voice, "Sold to Mistress Jacqueline for $25,000. Congratulations on a fine purchase." Brad pulled at his restraints as he watched the three women walk together up onto the stage to the applause of the group. Each woman had a satisfied smiles on their face and then it struck him that they had this planned all along. He didn't know if the crowd of women knew their plan and right now he didn't care. All he cared about was getting free of these restraints.

The feeling of four hands caressing his thighs and cock brought his attention back to Sarah and Joanna, kneeling in front of him. They were good at their trade if that is what one wanted to call it. Now that the sensations to explode subsided in his cock, they were making sure he stayed hard for Mistress Jacqueline. He watched helplessly as they stroked and kissed his cock, keeping it hard and upright as the winning bidder slowly walked toward him, her eyes gleaming at the sight of his erection.

When the women finally made their way to him, Brad had a bad sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. She seemed different than the woman he had sex with a few days before on her patio. The look in her eyes was more determined, more demanding and it was the type of look that indicated she would not have pity on him. He saw her facial expression change from the cutesy smile to a wicked smile as she signaled for one of the men to remove the ball gag. Brad gasped for breath when it was removed and was about to say something but thought better of it when she said "You know me as Jacqueline but from this day forward you will call me Mistress Jacqueline and you will be my subject for the next few days. You know Anna, my personal slave," she said gesturing to the long dark haired woman standing off to the side and next to Lisa. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I will answer some of them soon. For now, keep your mouth shut and do as you're told. If you speak, argue or fight the pain will be much worse."

Brad looked at the well-endowed slave wondering how she got hooked up with her Mistress and with Mrs. Colton. He wanted to yell but something inside him told him to keep his mouth shut for now. Besides he figured he could make a run for it when they got outside. He saw the smile on Anna's face as she and Lisa moved forward to stand by their mistress'. The five women were watching Sarah and Joanna massaging his quite large erection when suddenly he saw one of the men holding something red in his hand. Before he could react, he felt a red studded collar being placed around his neck. "What the fuck," he whispered.

Before he could utter more, Mistress Jacqueline put her finger to her mouth and Brad closed his mouth. "It won't hurt you," she reassured him.

Anna's eyes were as large as saucers when she smiled at him and asking, "Mistress may I have a taste of your new slave?"

Mistress Jacqueline smiled at her slave, pulling on her lead until her face was close to hers. "My sweet pet. You have been such a good slave and I want you to have more than just a taste of his cock." Mistress Jacqueline unhooked the lead from her collar and then gave her a deep kiss. "Don't disappoint me Anna."

The meaning hit Anna, bringing a bright smile to her face. "Oh thank you Mistress," she cooed looking sideways at Brad. "I won't disappoint you Mistress," she added turning and walking to join Sarah and Joanna.

Lisa stood by Marie watching Anna kneel down in front of Brad. "Mistress Marie?" She whispered looking at her mistress and then lowering her eyes. "May I join slave Anna?" Her voice was soft, hoping her mistress would allow her to join in the fun.

"You may kneel next to her but you are not allowed to touch him until you are granted permission." There was no reason to ask if she understood because she knew the consequences if she disobeyed her.

"Yes mistress. Thank you mistress," she whispered with a gleeful sound.

Sarah and Joanna stood, moving back a few steps, watching Anna take their place. Brad looked down at her and then at the crowd of women drawing closer. 'What the fuck is happening,' he thought as the young slave took his heavy cock in her hands, inspecting it before bestowing a kiss on its tip. She spit on the tip and then began to slowly stroke the long instrument before she again dipped her head and took only the head into her mouth. Brad groaned, feeling her lips, tongue, and teeth on the sensitive head. After closing his eyes for a moment to take in the sensation of her lips, he opened them and looked down, seeing her eyes staring up at him as she took more of his shaft into her mouth while her hand stroked whatever wouldn't fit in her mouth.

"Suck him good Anna," came a cry from the females now forming a circle around him. They watched the young slave slathering his cock with her salvia, her mouth beginning to move faster, fucking her mouth with his cock. "Yeah that's it slave work that cock over good," announced another voice. A large busted woman in a latex from head to toe chimed in, "Take that big fucking cock down your throat slave."

Brad closed his eyes, wondering if this was what the other men were put through after they were auctioned off. Voices all around him called out words and phrases as the young slave worked feverishly on his cock. When he felt his cock hit the back of her throat, he opened his eyes to see Lisa kneeling next to Anna, her tongue licking her lips watching Anna suck his big fat cock. Groaning, he glanced at Anna, seeing her looking up at him with glassy sex-filled eyes, her throat muscles massaging the tip of his cock. Brad's hips bucked back and forth as the sensations grew stronger. When she finally released him, he let out another loud moan while she stroked his cock with both hands, taking a deep gulp of air as the sound of the women around him gave her encouragement.

"Very well done," Mistress Jacqueline said with a wry grin on her face. "I think slave Lisa should get a taste of his cock," she added looking at Mistress Colton.

"Yes. I agree. Anna you are to share his cock with Lisa," Marie said with a gleeful laugh.

"Thank you mistress," Anna replied scooting to one side, waiting for Lisa to join her.

"Thank you mistress," Lisa said moving next to Anna who now held Brad's cock in her hand.

Lisa dipped her head at the offering from Anna, moaning as she took his cock into her mouth with a vengeance, nipping at the veiny rod with her teeth, hearing his muffled moan. As she slid her mouth down onto his long veiny shaft, she knew what she was doing and it was one reason she was Mistress Colton's favorite slave. One hand joined Anna's hand, stroking his shaft, while the other grabbed his heavy ball sac squeezing it until she heard another loud muffled groan from their captive. Her moans of lust intermingled with his as her head bobbed faster, loving the feel of his hips bucking against her face, knowing he was nearing an orgasm. She knew better than to let him explode so she backed off a little and when she pulled her mouth off his rod, she gasped for breath.

Brad's body was in erotic overdrive. First Sarah and Joanna got him hard and on the edge of exploding and now Anna and Lisa were doing the same, taking him to the very edge of orgasm and then pulling back long enough for the urge to subside. His body was perspiring, the sound of the women around him made him feel like a piece of meat hanging on display for their pleasure. He let out a low agonizing muffled groans when the women kneeling before him switched off and on, driving him mad with a desire to shoot his load.

Anna took over, slathering his cock with her salvia, careful to take him to the edge before backing off. When she let his cock pop from her mouth, it was Lisa's turn, sucking and massaging his cock until it was dancing up and down without one of them touching the swollen member. They were enjoying their playtime until they both felt the tap of a leather riding crop on their shoulders.