The Fire In His Eyes Ch. 01

This is the first piece of erotica I've written, so please be gentle! I never saw pieces of smut that hit every button, so I decided to make one myself! If you enjoy this, stay tuned as I have a lot in the works.

Disclaimer: All characters depicted are 18 or older!

Comments/feedback are welcome and encouraged!

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Hushed whispers coursed throughout the auction hall as Carmen sat down. She crossed her legs elegantly, allowing her wide hips and muscular thighs to accentuate themselves. She sighed softly to herself. Why did she even bother coming to these anymore? They never had any options she liked. They were always either terrified, distant, or emotionally broken. None of these traits suited Carmen's interests. She wanted one with a spark. The whispers died down as a woman on the stage spoke up.

"Welcome, ladies! Thank you for coming to tonight's adoption auction! As you know, any unclaimed male in our district must surrender to a shelter, where they are housed, fed, and cared for. Once a standard health evaluation has been completed, they are ready to adopt, and that's why we're all here. Today you'll be presented with four adoptable young men, and if you see one you want, you'll have to bid. The money you bid will be forwarded to our shelter as a donation, to avoid any legal turmoil. The highest donation offered means that lucky individual gets to take the boy home as hers!"

The curtains behind her opened, revealing four individuals. Each was a young man, nude and vulnerable with leather collars adorning their necks, and chastity cages around their manhoods. They were all clearly adults, but varied in age, ethnicity, and build, and they all wore different emotions. The first boy seemed to be almost catatonic. Staring off into the distance at something unseen. The second boy's eyes were red and puffy. Tear stains adorned his cheeks and his chest hitched occasionally with a sob. The fourth boy's head jerked and whipped around erratically. He couldn't seem to focus on any one thing in particular, but he looked scared for his life. The third boy, however, caught Carmen's attention. He was smaller than the others, but his body was fit, indicating a life of manual labor. He had light brown hair that was parted on one side, and his eyes shone a bright green. What caught Carmen's eye most, however, was his expression.

The boy's teeth were clenched together in a scowl, his eyebrows furrowed together, and his eyes burned with a fiery rage that Carmen had never seen in a boy before. His green eyes shifted around the auction hall, and whenever they settled on one of the women in the audience, Carmen could see their hatred burn brighter. She found herself licking her lips and quickly brought a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. I have to have him, she thought. No matter how much I spend, I have to have him!

Within moments, the bidding was underway. The first two boys sold rather quickly, with little competition for them. When it came to Carmen's target, she had to maintain a high aggression with her bidding. Several others must have noticed the fire in boy 3's eyes as well, but Carmen wouldn't be swayed. Raising her paddle one final time, the auctioneer bellowed out a hearty "SOLD!" and Carmen couldn't help but grin devilishly. She made eye contact with the boy as he glanced over to his new owner, and now Carmen felt that fire focused on her and her alone. It was intense. The burning in his eyes caused her heartbeat to quicken. She had never seen anything like it. She smiled at her newly won prize. I can't wait to break you, she thought.

"Just through here, sweetie." Carmen cooed as she stepped through the front door, tugging on the leash attached to her new toy. The boy only grumbled in response as he followed her into his new home. Carmen shut the door and locked it before turning to him. "Welcome home, darling boy. My name is Carmen, and I'm your new owner. I'm sure you know how this works by now. You'll be my live in maid, pet, and little buttslut for the foreseeable future! Now tell me... what's your name?"

"Bo." the boy replied, venom dripping from his voice.

"Such a cute name. I don't think I'll bother changing it. How old are you?"

"Twenty."

"I see. Now then, it's been about a day since I've had any release. Get on your knees for me, pet." Carmen ordered as she began rubbing her crotch through her dress.

"No." Bo snapped. Carmen froze, her hand mid stroke. Bo had practically spit the word at her. It made no sense. All the boys at the auction were supposed to already understand their place. Even if they'd never been used, surely they knew that what a lady says goes.

"Excuse me?" Carmen asked.

"I said no." Bo spat. "You wanna get off? Fuck yourself." Carmen's hand tightened around the growing bulge in her panties before letting go. She felt her fists ball up and a vein protrude from her forehead. How dare this little prick say no, let alone insult her in such a way? He needed to learn his place. Carmen lifted a hand up and opened her palm. Much like she had seen other women do when their boys stepped out of line, she swung her open palm around toward Bo's cheek. Then something happened that Carmen never would have expected in a million years. Bo brought his forearm up to the side of his head and blocked Carmen's slap, before swinging his own hand up and delivering five fingers across Carmen's own cheek. A resounding SLAP echoed throughout the house, and Carmen felt her flesh burning after the impact. She was stunned. Not only was this boy disobeying her, he had just struck her. Carmen couldn't speak. She just stared at Bo wide-eyed as he brought his hand back down to his side. "I'll cook, I'll clean, whatever. I guess I owe you that much. But I'm not one of your cheap whores. You want to fuck me? Too bad, bitch. I'm going to bed. I assume I'm sharing yours?"

"I... y-yeah. Up the stairs, second door on the right..." Carmen spoke sheepishly. Bo huffed and wandered off to bed, undoing and tossing away his collar in the process.

Carmen staggered over to the couch and plopped down with a sigh. This was just her luck. She finally found a boy with a spark, and that spark had started a fire under her own ass. She grunted as she felt her panties grow tighter. "Fuck..." she muttered as she lifted her dress. The bulge in her panties was obscene at this point, and it was almost painful. She quickly tugged them off and slid them down her legs, allowing her cock to spring free. It was massive. Her fully erect glory stood at a proud 13 inches, ending in an angry pink head that throbbed with her heartbeat. Dark blue veins snaked down the slightly curved shaft all the way to the base. Her cock was accompanied by a set of orange-sized testicles that lay against the couch, occasionally twitching in their sack as they begged her to be drained. She reached out and grabbed her cock, causing goosebumps to shoot across her body. Her balls instantly drew up for a moment, and a drop of precum squirted from her tip and ran down her shaft. She was so pent up... just grabbing her cock brought her to the edge. She had been saving up in hopes she would have a new toy to pump full of her seed. She glided her hand down her shaft, and as her foreskin slid past the head of her cock, she had to stop as her balls drew up again. "Fucking tease..." she growled. "I'm gonna rape your little holes until you pass out!" Carmen gave up on trying to enjoy the process and began to furiously stroke herself. Her blonde hair fell over her eyes as she squeezed them shut. A perverted slicking sound filled the room as she milked her prodigious girlcock to the edge. She felt her engorged testicles draw all the way up, and her tip flared out like a horse as thick, off-white, virile cum began firing out. It arced several feet across the room, splattering on the tile floor. Carmen moaned and growled loudly as her second stream started, even greater than the first. She never stopped stroking herself, trying to milk as much cream out as possible. "Take it... take my fucking seed!" she moaned. After about half a minute of continuous ejaculation, her cock finally calmed down as her shooting died down to a trickle. Much to Carmen's disappointment, her massive meat remained standing at attention. Without hesitating, she grabbed it with both hands this time and resumed stroking.

Bo pulled back around the corner of the stairs and slumped against the wall. He put his hand to his chest as he felt his heart slam against his ribs. What had he just witnessed? He knew futanari were big, he knew they were virile, but this was insane. He likened her cock to the horses he would tend to on his parents' farm, but her cum put any equine to shame. She must have pumped a gallon out of those fat nuts, and she was going for round two! Bo glanced down at his naked body. He was hard. Rock hard. What is wrong with me? he thought. That psychotic cow wants to fuck me with that thing. It'll kill me! He reached down and ran a finger under his modest shaft. That crazy bitch can dream all she wants. There's no way I'm even touching that mutation she calls a cock. He pulled his hand away from his dick reluctantly. He was too tired to jack off. Plus he felt that stroking himself to the thought of her meant losing a part of himself. He stood up and peaked around the corner. Carmen was in the throes of a second orgasm, somehow shooting out just as much thick goop as last time. Bo shuddered and slinked off to the bedroom. He took a second to admire the decor of Carmen's bedroom. She may be an evil sow, but she has good taste, he thought. He climbed into the king sized bed and slid under the covers. He hadn't been sure how well he'd sleep in a foreign environment, but he found he was sleepy enough that it wouldn't be an issue.

Bo had nearly drifted off when he heard footsteps ascending the stairs down the hall. He discreetly peeked an eye open as he watched Carmen walk in. He had to admit, she was gorgeous. Her long blonde hair fell down to her waist, her piercing blue eyes drew you in, and her plump lips looked like they could drain your soul with a kiss. Beneath her luscious lips was a small mole on her chin. He watched as she slid out of her dress and tossed it aside. Her body was something else. Her arms and legs bulged and flexed with subtle yet firm muscle, becoming more defined when she flexed each limb. Her perky, E-cup breasts sat high on her chest, and as she unhooked her bra he took note of her quarter-sized nipples that stuck out in the cool air. Looking closer, one could see a network of veins that latticed her mammaries, all meeting at her pink areolae. Each breast was a beautiful teardrop shape with the nipples pointing slightly forward and outward. Her stomach bore a visible six-pack, the lines of her hips providing a perfect arrow down to her hairless groin. Her ass jutted out from her like a shelf, jiggling only slightly with each step, demonstrating a delicious firmness.

She tossed her panties away, having already taken them off. Bo's breath hitched as he got another look at her cock. It was soft now, only reaching about 6 inches, which was still bigger than Bo was hard. Her balls, while still large, had slightly decreased in size to that of clementines. A thick string of leftover cum hung from her reddened tip, occasionally dripping onto the floor. He shut his eyes again as he felt the bed sag under Carmen's weight. She settled herself into the other side of the bed, taking care to leave space between herself and him. He couldn't help but sigh. She smelled so good. He felt his chest grow warmer as he drifted off to sleep.