Chloe Ch. 15

The man with the whip drove the men away after a time because the rest of the crowd could not get near to see the merchandise. Chloe was relieved when he untied her ankles so she could stand and relieve the stress on her arms. The afternoon sun was becoming almost unbearable in its intensity, even though the women were in the shade of the shelter. The men watered them with a bucket of warm water and Chloe drank as much as she could. She needed to pee and wondered if they would be given a break to relieve themselves, but the men went and stood at each end of the lean-to, ignoring the women unless a customer came by to look at them.

As a man came up to Chloe and walked around her, the blonde woman sobbed as she released a strong stream of urine. Chloe smiled inwardly and followed suit, spreading her legs and letting her piss hit the dry dirt beneath her. This seemed to signal the other women who had obviously been fighting the same losing battle and they all released their urine into the dirt. Chloe was surprised how quickly the dry soil absorbed the moisture, and before long, Chloe was able to kick some of the other dirt or sand over the wet patch and it disappeared. Chloe almost giggled thinking she was almost like a cat, covering her wastes in the litter box. Chloe suppressed her grin, fearing it might incur the wrath of the men.

Chloe's arms ached and she was sure the other women were experiencing the same fate. She hoped they would be let down soon as the sun started its track toward the western horizon. It was at least another hour before the men finally released them, forming the same slave coffle as before and leading the women to a different location. They were led inside where many beautiful women knelt in cages, some wearing a scrap of clothing while others were completely naked, just as the women of Chloe's coffle were.

Women appeared, seemingly out of nowhere and took charge of the eight women in the coffle. Each woman took a slave and led her to an area along the side. Their wrists were not untied, but they were bathed and hair washed. Chloe's hair was toweled three times and then the woman began to run the brush through it. The woman fed her some dried meat and dates, along with a piece of fruit that was very sweet. The woman gave her water that was cool and tasted quite clean. Chloe drank quite a bit, feeling a bit dehydrated after baking in the sweltering heat of the afternoon. The girl brought a bucket and Chloe relieved herself before the woman cleaned her up. The woman brushed her hair again and added a ribbon in it, holding it loosely back off her face, then she applied makeup to Chloe's face. The woman led Chloe to a small cage and pointed inside. Chloe crawled inside and heard the door clang shut before she could turn around and face the door.

Across the way, the blonde girl was refusing to go into her cage and Chloe called out to her, trying to soothe her. The blonde girl looked at Chloe, almost in shock at the smiling woman inside the cage. It was the opportunity the woman handling her needed to force the pretty blonde inside her cage. Chloe noticed they had made her up well, and she looked stunningly beautiful, they had even rouged her nipples. Chloe could hear the noise outside her cage and wondered what it was, until she suddenly realized it was the crowd gathering for the auction. Chloe squirmed with excitement, she was going to be sold, along with all these other women. She hoped the handsome rich businessman would buy her, then shuddered in a mixture of fear, arousal and self-chastisement. What the hell was she thinking, she didn't want to be sold, did she? He mind said no, but Chloe's body had no doubts as the lubrication between her thighs told her.

They began with the beautiful blonde, taking her out of the cage, locking a metal collar around her neck, attached to chain that was locked to the concrete wall. Chloe had thought she would be next, but they took the ugliest girl next, then the next least ugly and so on it continued until Chloe was the last slave left in her cage. They came to her and attached her already permanent collar to the end of the coffle before releasing the chain from the wall and leading the slave girls toward the auction block. They stopped at the base, some twenty women and several guards, all men. They released the blonde girl from the coffle and prodded her up the stairs onto the raised platform. She complained but one of the men swung a whip, connecting with her pert naked bottom and she scurried up the steps.

The crowd roared with delight as the auctioneer began and they saw the buxom blonde on the platform. Chloe could not see what was happening but could pretty well guess as the shouts of men could be heard and cheers as the bidding rose higher and higher, finally the pretty blonde was sold and led crying down the steps and into the hands of her Master, the handsome businessman whom Chloe had seen in the crowd this afternoon and Chloe's spirit flagged. Of course, he was probably rich enough to buy her too, but she would be in competition with the hot blonde. Then Chloe thought, but she is untrained and I will please him much better and become his favorite, shuddering at the thought, then arguing within herself that she did not want to be sold. Unfortunately for Chloe, she did not have a choice.

As the auction wore on, it became clear to Chloe why the line had been formed the way it was. The blonde was up first to excite the buyers and stir them into a buying frenzy. Then the ugliest girl would go and slowly build to the best slave of the evening, which was her. Why was she chosen to go last? Surely the blonde was the most beautiful woman there, she should have been chosen to be last. Some of the girls in front of her seemed more beautiful to her that she did, especially the cute little Spanish girl with the curvy body that screamed sex with her every move, she was just in front of Chloe. Each time a slave was sold the coffle grew shorter and their time to be sold grew nearer. With only five women left, Chloe was practically shaking with excitement.

The Spanish girl turned to her and said something in Spanish and Chloe shrugged. She had taken Spanish in high school, but had barely gotten by, remembering enough to pass the class with a B, but not having used it she couldn't remember much.

"No hablo Español," Chloe said, which means I don't speak Spanish. "Se habla Ingles?" Chloe asked, which means do you speak English. The girl shook her head no and frowned. Chloe grabbed the girl's shoulders and turned her face to face. Chloe spoke to her in a soft soothing tone, telling her it was going to be alright, "Just keep your Master happy and you will be fine," Chloe finished and gave her a big smile. The Spanish girl smiled a beautiful smile and hugged Chloe, then turned around just as the girl in front of her came down off the block after being sold. She was led up onto the block to be sold. The bidding went a long time and the Spanish girl came down off the block and was delivered to a white man dressed in jeans and a polo shirt with hiking boots on. He locked a collar around her neck and smiled down at her, speaking to her in Spanish. The girl seemed ecstatic and hugged the man and they walked away down the path to a waiting vehicle that Chloe could not see.

Chloe was released from the chain and prodded up onto the block. She climbed the stairs and the auctioneer greeted her warmly and waved his arm to indicate she should walk to stand in the center front of the raised dais as she stood looking out at the crowd of over one hundred men and a few women. Chloe shuddered in fear at the thought of being owned by a woman, she was not a lesbian or bi and most dominant type women were especially cruel, she did not relish that thought. The auctioneer clapped his hands for the bidding to begin and the bidding began in earnest, rising quickly as several bids were placed in less than a minute. Soon there was a lull, and though Chloe didn't know what the bid was, she thought she was about to be sold. She stood straight and tall with her shoulders back her legs parted by approximately two feet and stared out into the crowd.

The auctioneer did not seem pleased and walked up beside her, latching his hand in her hair. He turned her toward the different areas of the crowd and pointed with his coiled up whip at her big breasts, then her hips, turning her completely around so they could see her ass and finally facing the center of the crowd he rubbed the whip through her very wet slit and Chloe moaned and dropped to her knees, spreading them wide and kneeling in presentation. The bids took off with a flurry and the crowd roared as the auctioneer held up the whip, showing them where it was slick with her juices. The crowd roared again and the bidding frenzy continued. After a while it leveled off and Chloe looked out, wondering if the rich young businessman was in the crowd, the bright lights shining on her and in her eyes, she could not see the people's faces.

The auctioneer was still not satisfied and again latched his hand in her hair, forcing Chloe to stand once again and she stood as before, then he turned her before releasing her and uncoiling his whip. Suddenly she heard it hiss and strike her on the ass. She did not cry out, but gasped and measured her breathing to contain her voice. He struck four more times on her ass and Chloe was surprised to find that she was nearing an orgasm. Yes, she was naked and being sold, that in itself was very erotic to her, but to be whipped to orgasm in front of so many people. She thought she might explode into a million little pieces if that happened.

The whip struck across her breasts, once, twice, above and below her nipples before two strokes directly on her nipples caused Chloe to cry out with passion and she spread her legs, begging him to finish her off. It only took two well-placed stripes to her clit to cause Chloe to shatter into those millions of pieces she had thought of as she cried out in ecstasy and fell to her knees in the throes of a rapturous orgasm, her body quaking and convulsing, eventually falling to the surface of the block and her body writhed with bliss.

She did not hear the roar of the crowd or the delirious bidding. She recovered and returned to her knees in presentation and a voice from the back called out a bid as the crowd gasped. There were murmurs among the crowd and the auctioneer seemed pleased. He called out the bid once, twice and then threw down his whip and raised his arms. The crowd cheered uproariously, it was almost deafening to Chloe and she trembled with another orgasm as she realized she had been sold. The auctioneer practically dragged her off the block and down the steps to her waiting Master. It was the handsome young Arab businessman she had seen this afternoon. Chloe nearly swooned, if one of these men had to buy her, this was the man she most wanted to become a slave to.

"Hello, little one, you are a truly amazing creature, I am going to enjoy owning you," Her Master spoke as he attached a leash to her collar, then locked leather wrist and elbow cuffs around her arms before locking them behind her back. "Come," he said and Chloe stood there in shock, her Master spoke polished English, almost with a British accent and she was jerked out of her reverie when he pulled on the leash. She followed him down the path to a waiting SUV and obediently climbed inside and slid over to allow her Master to sit next to her as he indicated.

"Oh, these tits are amazing, but the fact that you are a submissive pain slut is your best trait by far. I'm sure you didn't want your Master to know about that, but these men know their business and your true nature was revealed. You see, when one buys a slave girl, he does not just purchase her body, he also acquires her mind and her inner slut as well. Do you have a voice, my little one or do I need to discipline you?" Her Master asked.

"Yes Master, I have a voice. Please do not discipline me."

"Ah, very good, little one, you will be my favorite, I can tell."

"Thank you Master."

"You are welcome little one."

"Didn't you also purchase the hot blonde woman with big boobs like mine, Master?"

"Yes, yes I did, but I do not like you asking questions of me, that is none of your business."

"Yes Master," Chloe said looking down sheepishly.

"Are you worried about having to compete with her for my attention?"

"Yes Master."

"Ah, do not worry little one, I have many slaves, but that one was a special gift for an associate of mine, he loves naturally blonde women with big tits, I'm sure her arrival will help me seal a deal I have been trying to make with him."

"Thank you Master."

"Don't thank me yet, slave, I have many slaves, you will be the only white one, most of my slaves are of Arabic ancestry, although I do have one who is Hispanic and another who is Asian, but I'm thinking of selling the Asian, she is very weak. But not you, little one, you are a very strong woman, oh the fun we will have," Chloe's new Master said as she shuddered in fear. He then placed his left arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him, reaching out with his right hand and playing with Chloe's nipples as pain and pleasure shot through her and she gasped.

"Oh, does that hurt, little one?"

"Yes Master."

"But it is also arousing you, is it not?"

"Yes Master," Chloe replied as they pulled up to the airport next to a rather large private airplane, again the words written on the side were in Arabic and Chloe nearly cried but kept her composure. How would Ben find her now? She had been kidnapped again, taken away from Tom and going to another Arabic country, halfway around the world. She would disappear off the face of the earth, a true slave. She almost orgasmed at the thought, but held her body in check as they exited the plush SUV into the warm night and boarded the plane. Chloe was taken into a back compartment and placed in a large first class type seat and belted in.

"I have some business to attend to right now, but I will come back later, my associate will be here in my stead," her new Master stated as he strode out of the enclosed back area toward the front of the plane. The associate stood by the door her Master had just exited and looked at Chloe hungrily, his lust for her obvious, but there was also something else there. At first Chloe couldn't put her finger on the other emotion she saw in his eyes, then realized that it was fear and respect for her new Master, knowing if he screwed up with her, he could face punishment or even death.

The jet engines were already running when they boarded the plane so little time was wasted as the aircraft soon taxied out to the runway and the engines roared as they raced down the asphalt and took flight. They had been in the air for probably an hour and the associate watching Chloe had not taken his eyes off of her. Chloe wondered why he watched her so intently, she was helplessly bound and belted into the seat, she wasn't going anywhere so she sat and relaxed, thankful she wasn't gagged.

"Do you speak English?" Chloe asked her guard after a little while and he looked at her and nodded.

"May I use the toilet?" She asked.

"I don't know if I'm allowed to release you from the seat, let me check," The guard said as he picked up a phone on the wall of the bulkhead and spoke softly before turning back to Chloe. "You may use the restroom," he said as he released her seatbelt and led her by her leash to the small toilets in the back. He opened the door and motioned Chloe inside. Chloe stepped inside and tried to close the door. "No, I am ordered to keep my eyes on you at all times, you will do your business while I watch or you will return to your seat."

Chloe sat on the toilet and released her urine. She did not spread her legs as she did for Ben, but peed naked and bound in front of a strange man. When she finished, she just sat there for a couple of minutes.

"Are you finished?" The guard asked.

"Yes Sir," Chloe responded and the guard came into the tiny toilet area and pushed her legs apart before wiping her thoroughly. He stood and washed his hands in the small sink before taking her leash and leading Chloe back to her seat. "Could I have some water, please, Sir?" Chloe asked and the guard went to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of water and started to hand it to Chloe before catching himself, twisting off the cap and pouring it into Chloe's mouth. He stopped at about half as Chloe gasped and sputtered before pouring the rest of the contents into her mouth and Chloe gulped it down as fast as she could. He took the empty bottle and threw it in a trash can.

"Are you hungry?" The guard asked.

"Yes Sir," Chloe responded and he disappeared for a few minutes, returning with some sliced cheese and fruit along with some crackers on a platter. He fed Chloe pieces of each and she was thankful that all of it tasted wonderful, but she chalked that up to her hunger. The guard kept shoving food into her mouth until Chloe couldn't eat anymore. "Please Sir, I'm full. Could I have some more water, please, a little slower this time?"

The guard took the tray back toward the front of the plane where he had retrieved it from and returned holding a small bottle of water that had obviously been refrigerated, it was wet with condensation. He opened the bottle and gave Chloe little swallows at a time until she indicated she had enough. He placed the bottle in a small refrigerator there and then stood guard over her.

Chloe's new Master came through the door and spoke to the guard in Arabic and then dismissed him. He sat in the seat across the aisle from Chloe looking at her with lust and admiration. Chloe did not know whether to speak or remain silent, and decided on the latter, figuring he would ask her to speak if he wished her to do so. After several long minutes he spoke.

"You are an exquisite slave."

"Thank you Master."

"I did not ask you to speak, slave, you will only speak when I ask you a direct question or give you a command. You will then answer the question, or just say 'Yes Master' to acknowledge the command and that you agree to obey. Do we understand each other?"

"Yes Master," Chloe gulped fearfully. Oh god, her mouth was going to get her in trouble, she had always found it difficult to hold her tongue and her new Master noted the fear with a smile.

"You are afraid of me?"

"Yes Master."

"That is very good, you should be afraid of me, I will punish you if you are disobedient, it will not be pleasant, I assure you." After a short pause he continued. "You are a very beautiful woman, are you good at sucking cock?"

"Yes Master."

"Is your pussy still tight?"

"No Master, my previous Master was -- "

"No explanations," he said cutting her off, "just answer the question. So your pussy is stretched out?"

"Yes Master."

"Why?"

"My former Master was quite large and has stretched out my poor pussy."

"See, if I want an explanation, I will ask for it. So how large was your former Master?"

"He was nine inches and quite thick, Master," Chloe said and her new Master pulled out his phone and tapped on it for a bit before looking up at her with a surprised look.

"That big eh, well I'm pretty close to that myself. So tell me, has your Master ever done anal, or are you a virgin back there?"

"Yes Master, I have been fucked in the ass a few times."

"Very good, so I will not need to ease into that with you."

"No Master."

"Did I ask you a question or give you a command?"

"No Master, I'm sorry Master."

"Don't worry, I won't punish you for it just yet, but rest assured by the time we arrive you will be. I run a tight ship and cannot allow any one slave to be disciplined any different than the others," He said and Chloe gave him a wry smile. "So you say you are a good cock sucker?"