Introduction Ch. 05

The gorgeous woman in the blue satin stood up beside me and took my hand. I was stunned. His voice sounded tense in my ear-'go with Natalie, my dear, and make me proud'. I pulled myself up straight and followed her up the two steps to the stage, where the lights blinded me. Natalie turned me from side to side as the crowd applauded and whooped.

'This is the young lady's first appearance at one of our evenings, and she is a gourmet delight for some lucky bidders. She is coated in chocolate body paint, and is to be served in 3 slices, to be licked clean here on stage, tonight. The successful bidder may do the work him- or her-self, or share it with friends. So, what am I bid for her entire rear side?' Natalie turned me so my rear was toward the crowd, luckily, as my face was bright crimson. The view must have been appealing as the bidding began briskly and soon reached the best price of the evening.

I could not see who had won the right to lick all over my back and bum, but there were soon three who began work with a will. Natalie placed my hands on her shoulders and allowed me to lean on her, which I needed. One was soon at work on my calves and behind my knees, which was intensely ticklish for me. The other two were licking up the back of my arms to my shoulders, then began on my shoulder blades. Each rib had individual attention, then down my spine to my buttocks.

I was intensely embarrassed, yet utterly turned on-my cunt was drenched in juice and each lick drove me further from reality. The tongue licking my legs had reached my bum, hands were spreading each cheek so the tongue could reach every inner recess. This was torture worse than any whip. The crowd was gone for me- I was so intensely in my own head and body that nothing else mattered for me. I was so close to orgasm that it was further torture when they came to a stop.

I leaned harder on Natalie and fought down the orgasm within me. I was breathing very hard directly in her face, she didn't seem to mind. How would I cope with the next steps? When they got close to my cunt I would never be able to cope. She must have sensed these thoughts, because she said 'You will cope, because you are immensely strong and you are doing this for your man and want to make him proud. The humiliation is a very intense feeling, you have seen what I do for that feeling- just ride it out, and make the most of it, honey.'

Sid's voice boomed out again-'what a tasty little number, what satisfied diners we have- your tongues must be tired, eh team? It is almost enough to make me want a taste myself, perhaps she'll turn my silly gay head? Now people, we are selling her upper body, those delicious breasts and belly are yours for the tasting. Only above the belly button, my dears, now what is the opening bid?' The bids were high and rose quickly, my flesh was exciting passion in these people. I was won this time by two women, one young and tall-the blonde with the wicked rope work, and an older woman in a short tartan skirt and a mesh top with nothing beneath.

Natalie pushed me forward, facing the crowd this time. I could make out the excited faces in the throng, then finally spotted him to one side- which gave me new strength. Natalie placed my hands on the back of my neck and held me by the upper arms, which raised my breasts to their tongues, They were tormentors, licking lightly along the undersides of each arm, making me twitch from the tickling, then the same under my arms. I writhed to escape, yet that was not possible. Natalie was stronger than she looked, I had no chance to get away.

When the moved to lick my front, they began low, from my sides to the centre- intensely ticklish but strangely arousing. At long last they began on my breasts, licking their undersides, topsides and finally around and around my nipples. In perfect synchronisation they finished off with a sharp nip to each nipple, which made me gasp. They kissed each other passionately then stepped down to blend in with the crowd.

It took me much longer to get myself under control this time and my breathing was still ragged when Sid began his patter. Looking at the crowd had me wondering who would drive me to the first public orgasm of my life- I did not care that it was going to happen- that was out of my control, just the significance should not be wasted.

'Please bring that table up here, please, gentlemen. Para and my owner lifted a long table from the lower floor and brought it up to set it across the front of the stage. They lifted me on to it and arranged me with my legs apart and my hands flat behind me. I was so far past caring I just wanted to come and come hard, Each touch of their rough hands stimulated me, any part of me had become an erogenous zone. Dimly I realised that the auction was over, and the dark, tall, topless older woman that had first handled me came up to take her prize.

She sat at my feet, first and began a slow trail up my legs, side to side up each shin, then at my knees she changed plan. Her tongue took long strokes up the outer side of each thigh, down to where the first licker had stopped. She did this on each side, right to my flanks. It was agonising, tantalising as I knew she would soon move to the inner surfaces, when I would surely lose control.

I was wrong, though. She grasped my breasts, still slippery from saliva, and pushed me back flat on the table. My head fell back off the edge and I felt her lick in broad strokes across my belly, pausing to ream out my navel on her way. She did this four times, until she was close to my vulva, and my hips were moving of their own accord, in anticipation of my building orgasm. She changed tack again-so frustrating! Her tongue went in a single long stroke down the front of my right thigh, then switched to the left and reversed that stroke. She pulled up my thigh, and swept it with her tongue-again stopping before reaching my cunt and final release. She repeated this on the other side, then alternated for many minutes, or hours, I had no idea. Someone was moaning, it may have been me. She gradually worked her way so close to my drenched vulva that I was ready to explode.

Then she stood up (to deny me satisfaction) and called out 'the final step should be given directly by her master! Sir, come up here and enjoy this jewel you have given us.' I heard his steps, then he was there in my sight, gripping my thighs and easing them wider as his lips blew gently on my steamy core. Then he began to lick the remaining chocolate from my hungry cunt, and I began my rise to a twitching, shuddering screaming climax, his tongue and lips kept me there for a long, long, long time. I passed out to the sound of sustained applause.

Briefly I surfaced to find myself in the back of his car, wrapped in my robe and a blanket. As he drove he looked back over his shoulder and in his look I read pride, concern and, yes, love. I relaxed and slept in peace and exhaustion.