Auction – Chapter 13

“2.5 million!”

“2.5 million dollar bid, now 2.6, now 2.6 will ya give me 2.6 million?”

“2.6 million!”

“2.6 million dollar bid, now 2.7, now 2.7 will ya give me 2.7 million?”

Vanessa sees Mr. Giordano sit composedly in the front row with well dressed people in suits and dresses while the crowd bids for her, yelling over the top of each other. Perhaps he’s changed his mind? Perhaps her price was too high? At least that’s what she thought to herself. (Typical… They talk a big game then they don’t want you anymore, but this is good isn’t it? It’s not like I wanted to go home with him anyways… but why does my heart hurt?)

“3 million dollar bid, now 3, now 3, will ya give me 3.1million? Going once, going twice…”

“3.5 million!” Mr. Giordano breaks his silence.

Vanessa couldn’t help but lit up.

“We have 3.5 over here! 3.5 million dollar bid, now 3.5, now 3.5, will ya give me 3.6 million?”

“3.6 million!”

“3.6 million dollar bid, now 3.6, now 3.6, will ya give me 3.7 million?”

“4 million!” Mr. Giordano calls out again.

“4 million dollars! Going once! Going twice! Sold!”

Rayne takes Vanessa to the back room where Mr. Giordano signs some papers with an agent.

“I guess this is it, gorgeous. It’s been fun working with you. They’re completing some handover documents, it shouldn’t take too long,” Rayne clips Vanessa’s bracelet to the wall attachment then pinches her cheeks, “good luck with everything, bye little one,” she leaves her like a helpless prey with the men wrapping up their deal.

“Congratulations Mr. Giordano, you’ve won yourself a gem,” the agent shakes the new owner’s hand, “is there anything else I can help with?”

“Thank you, I’ve got it from here.”

The agent leaves the room and Mr. Giordano approaches his new slave’s trembling figure, barely covered in her low-cut dress, ready to spill her milk jugs with any sudden movement.

“I told you I’d make you mine,” he strokes her hair, “you seemed excited when I started bidding on you.”

“It’s unsettling being treated like cattle.”

“My little cow…” he gives her tender breasts a squeeze until she yelps, “they’re still sore are they? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure all your needs are met. I’ll tell you what. If you behave today I promise I won’t hurt you for a week so you’ll have time to recover and settle in.”

“Why do you even want to hurt me?” her arms shield her bosom to block anymore advances.

“So I can enjoy every part of you, including your happiness and pain. As my pet, you will not withhold that from me,” he pulls a handful of hair from the base of her skull.

“But…”

“Have we got ourselves a deal?”

Taken aback by his answer, but in desperate need to recover from all the punishments she was subjected to in the last few days, Vanessa nods submissively, wondering if she could trust him. Each day has been hell since she’s been taken to the Underground that his promised break from torture became something to be excited about.

He unclips her from the chains and leads her to the car with his large hand wrapped around the back of her slender neck. He straps her arms to her sides then puts her seatbelt on.

“Safety first,” he smiles as he tucks the hair on her face behind her ears, “is my little girl blushing?”

“It’s warm…” she says, suppressing the butterflies in her tummy.

Deja vu took her back to a time when she felt safe and cared for before her ex boyfriend betrayed her trust. Perhaps trauma disguised as attraction was what she was feeling at that moment she thought.

“I’ll turn the aircon on for you,” he jumps into the driver’s seat, “usually I have a driver with me but I thought I’d drive us this time so you’d be more comfortable.”

She tenses as his free hand rests on her upper thigh through a side slit that stretches up to her hips. (What are his intentions? Who is he? Why me?)

“I’m sure you’ve been through a lot and have questions running through your mind.”

“Did I break your bank? You know… I’m sure you can find someone else for a lot less than four million or none even.”

“Don’t you worry little one. You’re worth a lot more and there’s a lot more where that four million came from.”

They drive through eerily utopian roads and countless tunnels.

“Where are we?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like… are we still in Nevada? All the roads look so different.”

“They didn’t tell you we’re in the Underground?
“What do you mean?”

“The laws are much different here than in the states, you could call it its own country.”

“I can tell…”

“If you want to know where we are on the map then California is probably above us. You sound like it’s your first time hearing this.”
“What do you mean above us? Like up north?”

“I mean directly on top of us,” he points up.

“The sky?”

“That’s a screen.”

“You’re joking… You’re telling me we’re in a society literally underground, pretending to be in the real world.”

“This is the real world. The one above is just for theatrical purposes. You’ll find that the elites, people who run the world all hang around here.” 

“And you happen to be one of them?”
“I’m just a normie who’s really good at working for them.”

“You can tell me you’re joking now…”

“You asked, I answered.”

“No, you’re joking… what about the birds, all that…”
“Hologram.”

Vanessa pays attention to the projections moving almost naturally but not exactly right.

“No, no, no this isn’t happening, you’re not real, this is a nightmare, I’m going to wake up in my room at any moment now…”

“Oh no she’s crumbling. You’re going to be okay sweetie, you’re with me now.”

“No, this isn’t happening…”

“Deep breaths little one. You’re mine now, knowing all this won’t change anything for you.”

“Why me? What are you going to do with me?”

“I’m pretty sure you have a good idea, but to put it simply, you’re mine and I’ll do anything I want with you. Keep in mind that I did just spend a fortune to have you so we’re going to make sure every dollar was worth it,” his hand creeps in between her legs before she shuts tight, “I do love a good fight to take what’s mine, but I’ll reserve that for later,” he wriggles his fingers into the crease where her thighs meet.

“What’s going to happen today?”

“We’re going to get you settled in and make sure you have everything you need once we get home.”

Vanessa sits restlessly, wallowing in unexpected information, unsure how to feel but concludes that there is nothing that can be done. 

The car parks over a car elevator that takes them down a few floors. The doors open to a parking lot with at least a dozen futuristic cars.

“Do you like my collection?” he asks as he parks his car.

“This is your floor? They’re all yours?”

“They’re all electric, the only thing they allow vehicles to run on here to maintain air quality in the underworld. Let’s go,” he undoes her seatbelt and helps her down.

She jumps out of the car and doesn’t notice a nip slip.

“Try not to tempt me either for a week or I might not be able to control myself,” he fixes her dress.

An elevator took them a floor lower and an attractive woman who appears to be in her mid twenties welcomes them into an elegant, spacious living room. 

“This is Audrey, my house keeper who will also be looking after you, you can come to her anytime you need anything,” he introduces her to Vanessa.

“Hello, you must be Vanessa!” she greets her a little too cheerfully given the circumstances.

Vanessa awkwardly nods.

“You’ll have more time to catch up later. Could you have dinner ready in half an hour please? It’ll give me enough to show my new pet around.”

“Yes, Sir. Coming right up.”
“You my dear, come with me,” he tells Vanessa.

His hand finds its place behind her neck and leads her down the hallway to the furthest room.

“This is where you’ll be staying for now.”

Her eyes explore her new bedroom that was three times bigger than her old one with a built-in wardrobe, a queen sized bed and a study area with a pile of books that catches her gaze.

“These are mine! How?… What did you do?”

Vanessa scrambles through her college books stacked up neatly on the study table.

“Remember when you told me that you wanted to keep studying if you had the option? I had a word with some people at your college and they said it was okay for you to have a two week break but the assignments need to be submitted soon. Your laptop’s in the drawer.”

“How did you…”

“How did all these get here? I got some flowers for your dear mother. Your father was a little aggressive so I made some arrangements, but your mother helped gather all this for you.”

“Can I see her?”
“Yes, but not now, we’d need to sort your passport out after you’ve settled to visit upstairs. She is looking forward to seeing you too.”

Vanessa sits down on her new bed covered by a soft blanket and large pillows, confused as she pieces together new information.

“You look concerned…” Mr. Giordano takes a seat in front of her.

“Why me?”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you since I first laid eyes on you. The few perks of a college being integrated with the Underground means I can access everything I need to know about you.”
“Are you the reason I’m here right now?” she asks accusingly.

“Watch your mouth young lady,” he walks up to the door and locks them both in.

She knew that she was his to use however he pleases, but somehow the act drove home the understanding of how serious the situation was.

“Keep in mind that you are to respect me as your owner. While I won’t punish you now, I will still keep tabs on how many corrections need to be made after your rest period is over,” he places a pillow in front of her, “kneel.”

“But…”

“I said kneel,” he pulled her down by her arm onto the pillow, “you will address me as ‘Sir’ and know your place as long as I own you. Have I made myself clear?”

“Yes, Sir…” Vanessa shivers, recalling the first time he sadistically played with her body.

“Good girl. We both know you’re here as compensation for your father’s mistakes. Indirectly, I helped your family get free from debt when I acquired you. If it weren’t for people like me, who knows what else could happen to you, your mother, your brother…,” he pauses and strokes her face softly, “it was too late when I found out about the situation you were in, otherwise I would have bought you straight from your parents. I had made plans to approach you last week but then got a notification from the Distributor of the new arrivals. Your picture stood out to me. I thought there was no way it could be you, so I came to visit you that Sunday morning to see for myself.”
“You knew…”

“I knew I wanted you. After I left you that day I paid your parents a visit and made some arrangements with your college so they’d let you study online. Do you have any more questions?”

“No, Sir.”

He leads her to another room in the hallway next to hers.

“This is your play room.”

Medieval looking torture devices hang off the walls and body frames were placed around the room for the purpose of holding its victim down in different positions to receive punishment. Vanessa frantically reaches for the door handle without much thought.
“We’re not done yet,” he locks the door before she could leave then straps her down to a chair, “we need you to recover this week before we have our first play session here,” he brings out a first aid kit, and parts her dress that covers her chest, spilling her breasts out in the middle.

“What are you going to do to me?” Vanessa panics from his sudden movements.

“Relax, this is going to help you feel better,” he spreads a dollop of cooling gel on her chafed nipples. 

“Ow! It’s stinging! You said you wouldn’t hurt me today!”

“I’m helping you recover. You’ve had such a rough week,” he rubs her nipples thoroughly then does the same to her abused pink flesh between her legs, 

“No, please stop… get it off me, please…,” Vanessa quivers from the gel reacting on her tender skin.

“This one might be a bit more concentrated than the ones you’re used to at the distributor, but it’s more effective. I leave in an hour for a business trip so I’ll have to leave you with Audrey. Be good.”

“Wait! Don’t leave me here!” she cries as he turns the lights off and shuts the door. 

She sits alone bound in the dark room, directed to focus only on the burning sensations on her private parts intensifying before it calms. The door swings open after a few minutes.

“Sorry for the wait, gorgeous. I had to help Mr. Giordano pack his things.”

“Who are you and why are you working for him? Are you his pet too?

“Let’s get a few things straight. I’m his housekeeper and now his pet keeper, so that means I’m in charge of you too,” Audrey explains as she packs the first aid kit away.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Think of me as an extension of Mr. Giordano so don’t take anything I do to you personally. Whatever he orders, I carry out, so that might mean caring for you, reporting you to him when you’re out of line, and also punishing you in the future. All I ask of you is to make my job easier and I’ll try my best to not make your life a living hell. Does that sound good?”

“Okay…”

Audrey takes Vanessa to the dining room.

“I hope you like noodle soup. I had to whip something up quickly before the boss left.”

“Yes, please. I haven’t had anything to eat all day.”

“You poor thing… eat up.”

“You haven’t told me how you ended up working for Mr. Giordano.”

“My sister was going through surgery and needed money quickly so I took out a loan from the Underground sharks. It was only sixty thousand dollars initially, then other unexpected bills made it difficult to pay off and the interest rates were impossibly high to the point where my debt climbed to just over two hundred thousand. I got a job offer from Mr. Giordano, he must’ve seen my profile. He paid off my entire loan with all bills taken care of under the condition that I work for him for fifteen years.”

“What happens if you refuse to do something?”

“I’d be dropped off at the distributor, Mr. Giordano would get his money back and who knows what would happen. Anyway, Sir will be gone for a week so we have less things to do and more time to tend to you. You must be really tired from your trip. Let’s get you showered and ready for a nap after you finish dinner.”

—–

“Mmmmph…” Vanessa stirs from her sleep and tries to move but finds out that she’s stuck.

The last thing she remembers was snuggling into a pile of plush bedding and dozing off as soon as her head hits the pillow.

“Where did my clothes go?… what’s going on?”

As more of her senses sharpen, she feels a slow buzz on her engorged button between her legs.

“Sir’s orders. Sorry to wake you up sweetie. He wants to see a recording of you climaxing five times in the next hour and I wasn’t sure how quickly we’d get there.”

“No… Audrey, please let me go,” Vanessa wriggles with her arms strapped to her sides and legs parted wide enough for a sucking vibrator to rest on her clit.

“Sorry beautiful, I answer to Mr. Giordano and him alone,” Audrey says. She sits next to Vanessa’s head while stroking her sweet face, “I need you to relax to get an orgasm in,” she tapes Vanessa’s mouth shut, “this will help you focus,” her hands travel down to caress the slave’s large twin globes.

Vanessa’s struggle intensifies as the buzzing sensitizes her bundle of nerves. Seeing the change in reaction, Audrey increases the vibrator’s power to moderate, sending Vanessa’s eyes to roll back as her suppressed moans escape.

“It’s okay sweetheart, you can let go,” Audrey encourages as she fondles the whimpering pet. A few minutes passed and Vanessa could no longer stop her legs from shaking. Audrey clicks the vibrator one more time and sends Vanessa into a world of pleasure for a short moment before her over-stimulated clit was subjected to take on more.

Audrey drops the intensity after the familiar screams of a victim forced to orgasm fills the room, but the poor girl’s body trembles still even on the lowest setting.

Vanessa thrashes around to shake the vibrator off but her straps hold her down and Audrey has positioned herself laying next to her holding it steady, directly on top of her sensitive pearl.

“I know it’s uncomfortable now, but push through it and I promise you’ll feel good again.”

After a few minutes of unbearable stimulation shaking her core, Vanessa’s walls begin to pulse again, her screams evolve into moans.

“That’s it… you’re doing so well.”

A powerful orgasm rips through her small body, her screams of pleasure slowly turns into screams of agony again.

“Well done little one,” Audrey reduces the intensity again and rubs it in a circular motion forcing panicked squeals out of the slave, “only three more to go, I know you can do it.”

Vanessa endures two more waves of pleasure and pain, her quivering legs have turned to mush from being pushed to contract over and over again. The circular rubbing winds her up one last time, relief floods her knowing that this would be her last for today. She tenses, then explodes into her last climax, trembling and moaning.

“Don’t stop now, this is your last one for tonight, we’re going to make it worth it,” Audrey increases the intensity to the highest setting, vibrating her entire being, she screams through the tape for a good minute before Audrey turns the vibrator off. The room was silent except for heavy panting and small whimpers from Vanessa’s limp body.

“I’m glad I laid out some towels, you’ve squirted all over the place” Audrey clicks the stop button and sends the recording to Mr. Giordano, “Sir is going to be pleased.”