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White Slavery
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)

***

A young married couple find themselves in a financial 
mess until they are given an opportunity to make 
millions. The wife is sold at a white slave auction to 
the highest bidder for a one year period, or is it? 
(M+/F, wife, reluc, intr, exh)

***

Dave kept driving the car as Monica blew her nose. 
She'd been crying all day thinking about their 
situation. She knew her and Dave had a lot going for 
them in spite of their financial situation. 

Monica was gorgeous. Her and Dave had been married for 
three years. They planned on having children. They 
bought a cozy little ranch home about two years ago. 
Who would have thought that things would get this bad!

Monica had been working as a bank teller until the bank 
merged. She was laid off from her job like several 
hundred others. Dave worked at another bank as a loan 
officer. Things got so bad that he was laid off when 
their bank almost failed.

The two of them couldn't find anything decent except 
Dave worked as a cashier down at a local grocery store. 
Their savings was dwindling down to the last few 
dollars and the mortgage was due again. 

Everything they worked so hard to achieve was in 
jeopardy. It was until last week.

That's when Dave was approached at the store where he 
worked by a man he didn't know. He made Dave an offer. 
Dave was so scared and upset he threatened to call the 
police. The man calmed him down until he was able to 
give David his sales pitch.

Dave and Monica's problems would be solved over night. 
The man explained this wild idea which involved selling 
his wife's services for a whole year. Dave couldn't 
remember exactly what persuaded him to allow this man 
to speak to Monica and him together but he did and the 
deal was done.

Dave suddenly slammed on his breaks as Monica looked 
over at him to see what was wrong. The dirt road they 
were traveling on was dark. There wasn't a building for 
miles except this tiny little sign on the side of the 
road. 

The white sign had the letters WWS printed on it. Dave 
had no idea what that meant other than he was told to 
watch for a white sign with those letters. He was to 
follow the dirt drive back into the woods until he came 
upon a guard shake. 

The night was dark, there wasn't even a moon. All Dave 
could see was a man shinning a flashlight for him to 
stop. Dave showed the man the letter and he was 
directed through a barbwire gate. He pulled up next to 
a roll of cars and parked. There was a large pole 
building a couple hundred feet from where they parked.

Monica busted out crying, "Honey, lets go I don't think 
we should go through with this."

Dave leaned over as Monica cried on his shoulder. He 
rubbed her back and hugged her tight. Somebody tapped 
on the car window startling the couple. There was a man 
standing outside motioning them to hurry up.

Dave opened the door and walked around taking his 
wife's hand. The man waiting for them was wearing a 
dark hood. He seemed polite as he directed the couple 
to follow them to the pole building. The man knocked on 
the steel door and it immediately opened. They followed 
him inside.

There were several men standing around wearing hoods 
just like the man that lead them in. One of the men 
walked directly into Dave's face and said, "I need you 
to follow me while we prepare your Mrs."

Dave looked a little confused and concerned as two of 
the hooded men grabbed hold of his wife's arms and 
started to take her away.

Monica twisted until she broke loose and ran to Dave 
crying. He immediately took her into his arms as she 
stood crying and held her tight.

"It's alright honey. I'll see you a little later on."

She was afraid even though they were well informed of 
the procedures that would take place that night. 
Everything just seemed so scary. Monica finally 
regained enough of herself to be walked out of the room 
as Dave was taken to another room.

The place wasn't much more than a barn with a few 
makeshift rooms. Dave was taken into another room where 
the man they called the Trader was waiting. There were 
several men standing around while the Trader got ready 
to speak.

"I'll have you taken out into the arena area in a few 
minutes. As soon as the bidding starts on our first 
cow, you will be seated at the back of the arena where 
you can watch the progress for yourself and see that 
I'm not going to cheat you out of any money.

Cow? What did he mean by calling Monica a cow?

Dave stood near the desk as he waited while the Trader 
flipped through the contract.

"Everything seems to be in order. You'll be brought 
back here where you'll be paid in full once your cow 
has been sold."

"Excuse me sir but Monica isn't a cow. She's my wife 
and I don't appreciate you degrading her like this."

The Trader just stopped what he was doing and starred 
at Dave for a few seconds before he replied, "Wouldn't 
you say that you're the one who is degrading your 
precious Monica? You agreed to have her sold here 
tonight didn't you?"

Dave stuttered and replied.
Well...Uh...Yes...But... Not like this... I mean, I was 
told my wife wasn't going to be hurt."

"Nobody is going to get harmed here tonight, I can 
assure you of that. We have our way of running our 
business here. We have clients to expect the best 
merchandise."

The Trader leaned forward adding. ""Do you think my 
clients come here to see somebody get hurt? Why would 
they want to pay top dollar for a cow that wasn't up to 
our standards?"

Dave swallowed. "I guess I'm not use to hearing my wife 
referred to as a cow."

The trader pointed his finger saying. "Get over it. 
You're going to hear the auctioneer referring to all 
the cows in that manor out in the arena." 

The trader turned to one of the men. "You can take him 
out there to wait now."

Two men approached Dave pointing to another door. Just 
as Dave was about to leave the Trader spoke out, "I 
think you will be very pleased with the selling price 
your beautiful cow is going to bring tonight."

Dave was taken around the back of the building and 
brought back in through another door. He could hear a 
crowd of people inside as he was lead inside where he 
could peek through a small doorway looking out into 
what they called the arena.

Dave was so nervous he hardly noticed the other men 
being held in the same area. Dave looked at them and 
figured they were here for the same reason. Nobody 
spoke as they just stood waiting until somebody finally 
came through the door and escorted them out into the 
arena area.

The room was filled with people who were mostly all 
seated in a typical auction fashion. Dave and the other 
men were lead up onto a small bleacher section at the 
back of the arena. There was just enough room for the 
small group of men. Dave finally started to count them. 
He thought he counted twenty.

Dave looked around at the audience seated in front of 
him on metal chairs. There were all sorts of people. 
White men, black men, Arabs in full dress and a few 
women. They all looked wealthy and important.

Another hooded man approached them and spoke to the 
group. "As soon as your cow is sold, you will be 
escorted back to the Trader to complete your 
transaction. Just sit tight, the auction is going to 
begin soon."

Dave gulped and looked around at some of the other men. 
The lights dimmed about five minutes later as a man 
stood on a lighted stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen. We're going to start here in 
just a minute. Make sure you have your bid paddles 
where I can see them when you make a bid tonight. We'll 
be bringing the cows in one at a time. Please look at 
your auction guide where you'll find additional 
information on the cows."

The auctioneer walked over to the center of the stage 
as the lights got brighter and a curtain opened to the 
rear of the stage. A petite blonde walked out wearing a 
pink thigh high robe. She was wearing spike heels and 
carefully walked out toward the auctioneer. 

"That's my wife! That's my wife, Cindy!" Oh my God, 
it's my wife!"

Dave turned to his right and looked at the man who 
spoke. One of the hooded men walked over and told him 
to quiet down. Dave hadn't noticed the large plasma 
television screens hanging from the rafters until now. 
They all lit up at once showing a close-up of the 
blonde's face. 

Dave turned to look at the man again and saw tears in 
his eyes. He must be in shock seeing his wife up their 
ready to be auctioned and sold to the highest bidder.

Dave turned to look at the screen nearest to them and 
starred at the blondes face. 

She looked frightened standing up there. Dave wondered 
if she always looked so beautiful or did they make her 
up to resemble a gorgeous actress. The auctioneer began 
to speak, "Look here ladies and gentlemen. We have our 
first fine specimen standing before us. This is a 
petite natural blonde with green eyes. Let me point out 
the long slim legs and thin ankles You male bidders can 
imagine how those tiny little heels would feel like 
digging into your back on a cold winter night."

"Oh my God!"

Dave looked at the man again when he spoke out again 
hoping he wouldn't get himself in any kind of trouble.

"Let's have a little peek at what's under the robe."

The auctioneer helped the little blonde as she 
unwrapped the belt on the robe letting it fall open 
revealing her beautiful petite body for the crowd. 
There were gasps and chanting as the auctioneer helped 
her remove it completely and tossed it on the stage 
floor. The camera's caught everything as the image 
panned downward toward her pussy mound.

The camera zoomed in on a neatly trimmed patch of 
blonde hair on her pussy mound. The auctioneer held her 
hand while he pointed toward her pussy.

"As you can see ladies and gentlemen, she is a natural 
blonde. Take particular note of her flat belly and the 
way her gorgeous hips flare out. Let's turn you around 
and have you bend over and put your hands on your knees 
little one."

The tiny blonde housewife turned around until her ass 
was facing the crowd as the auctioneer helped her bend 
down as she touched her knees.

"Hold it right there for me please. Look here at this 
gorgeous soft little ass ladies and gentlemen."

The auctioneer was rubbing the palm of his hand across 
her ass cheeks than leaned down further pointing out 
her pussy from behind. "Look at that puffy little slit 
peeking out from under there. Doesn't that look 
inviting?"

The camera got a splendid close-up of her gorgeous 
pussy from behind. The auctioneer helped her straighten 
back up and had her turn around to face the audience 
again. He waived his hand across her nipples making 
them poke out as hard as can be.

"Look at those beauties ladies and gentlemen. I bet you 
can feel your lips and teeth teasing those wonderful 
nipples right now... OK, ladies and gentlemen, who is 
going to start the bed for this lovely creature?"

Dave saw bid paddles raising in the air everywhere. 
There were auction helpers walking around ready to 
point out the bidders to the auctioneer, "Who'll give 
me a million, do I hear a million?"

The helpers we hollering out each time a bid was taken. 
They were up to seven million.

"Look at this little beauty! She's worth much more than 
that, folks."

The auctioneer raised her left hand and smiled as he 
positioned her hand so the camera could get a nice shot 
of her wedding rings.

He held back laughter as he said, "Look here ladies and 
gentlemen. She's still wearing her wedding rings. She's 
almost a virgin. Who'll give me ten million?"

There were bidders still raising their paddle for the 
young housewife as he took their bids. He was somewhere 
at fifteen million now.

"Come on ladies and gentlemen, certainly you have 
plenty of good uses for this little blonde cow! Maybe 
perhaps you might want to consider breeding her with 
one of those fine young black bulls you have in your 
stable?"

He kept taking bids as he held onto the blondes hand. 
Dave turned to see her husband wiping tears from his 
eyes as he watched his wife being sold.

"Do I hear twenty-three million anyone? This is the 
last call ladies and gentlemen... Going once... 
Twice..."

The auctioneer picked up a gavel and slapped it down 
across his podium. "Sold for twenty-two million, five 
hundred thousand to the gentlemen on the left!"

Dave gulped as he did the figures in his head. The 
husband was going to be paid forty percent of the sale. 
Wow... that's over eight million dollars! They're going 
to be rich when this is all over!

Dave hardly paid any attention to the husband as he 
watched the blonde being escorted back behind the 
stage. One of the bidders helpers was walking a tall 
black man around the side and up behind the stage. Dave 
figured he must have been the winning bidder. 

The crowd got a little loud with all the whispers going 
back and forth while two hooded men walked over to the 
blonde's husband. "You can come with us now sir."

Dave watched him wipe another tear from his face as he 
stood and carefully walked down the bleachers with the 
two hooded men. They took him out the back as Dave 
focused on the lighted stage again.

Dave's hear began to race wondering if his wife were to 
be next. The crowd gasped as a tall buxom redhead 
walked out onto the stage next. Dave felt a little 
relieved knowing Monica wasn't going to be sold next.

The camera took a good close-up of her smiling face. 
You could certainly see that she was wearing a lot of 
makeup as well and was trying her best to keep smiling. 
She just looked like she would start crying at any 
second as the auctioneer took hold of her left hand. 
The auctioneer leaned over and whispered into her ear 
and she shook her head.

Dave heard a man down at the end of the roll say, Sue! 
He looked over and saw a middle aged man covering his 
mouth with his hand. His eyes were tearing up as he 
starred straight forward. Dave thought to himself that 
it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out which 
wife belonged to which husband seated with him.

The tall redhead was wearing the same kind of pink robe 
as the blonde. Dave figured it was something they were 
all probably wearing. She wore spike high heels as well 
and looked like a goddess standing out there as she 
faced the audience. 

"Isn't she just a beauty ladies and gentlemen? Just 
look at this natural long red hair. Makes you wonder if 
she's that hot in bed!"

There were laughs coming from the crown of people as 
the auctioneer helped the redhead remove her robe. The 
robe fell to the floor revealing her gorgeous buxom 
figure. She had one of the nicest large pair of breasts 
that Dave had saw in a while.

The auctioneer didn't waste anytime running the palm of 
his hand across her nipples making them stick out as 
hard as little stones.

"Don't you think these are gorgeous ladies and 
gentlemen? I have to tell you up front that this 
gorgeous creature has given birth to two healthy 
siblings already. You can see the slight bulge of her 
belly but still a fine specimen."

The auctioneer actually reached out and held one of her 
large breasts in his hand and said, "These are 
wonderful and I think she could breast feed a lot more 
with these babies." He leaned over and asked the 
redhead, "Did you breast feed your children my dear?"

She nodded her head up and down that she did. He kept 
kneading her boob as he smiled at the audience than 
cleared his throat and finally let go.

"I could do that all evening folks."

Everyone laughed as he had the redhead turn around and 
touch her knees like he did with the petite little 
blonde.

"Look at this plump-round succulent looking ass ladies 
and gentlemen. It's certainly a magnet for those 
handsome black bulls you have in your stable. There is 
nothing those black bulls love more than a perfect 
white plump ass like this one ladies and gentlemen."

The camera got really close showing her pussy slit as 
the auctioneer helped spread apart her ass cheeks than 
gave her a playful slap before having her turn back 
around to face the crowd.

He smiled at the redhead saying, "I apologize for the 
little slap my dear. It's just that your ass is so 
attractive and inviting."

He raised her left hand and smiled at the crowd as he 
held it up for the camera. The camera zoomed in to see 
that her wedding rings were already removed. Dave 
looked over at the husband and noticed he was holding 
onto them in his fingers as he starred up at the stage.

"Isn't that wonderful, ladies and gentlemen. She's 
already removed her wedding rings for her new owner."

There were chuckles coming from the crowd as the 
auctioneer began, "Alright ladies and gentlemen, who 
will start me off at a million? Do I hear a million 
from anyone?"

Hands were raising and the auctioneer kept going up. He 
was a ten million now and they were still going strong.

"She's worth much more folks, just look at those 
breasts again and tell me what you think? Will somebody 
give me fifteen?"

Dave was surprised that the bidding was going higher 
for the redhead than for what the petite blonde sold 
for a few minutes ago. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have twenty-three million 
dollars now do I head twenty four?"

Dave saw somebody in the back row raise there paddle 
and the auctioneer yelled out again trying to get 
twenty-five.

"Let's try this one more time folks, do I hear twenty-
six anywhere? Come on folks, this is the last call for 
twenty-six million!"

It looked like the bidding was done for a moment when a 
large black man in the back row raised his paddle in 
just the nick of time as the auctioneer said."

"Thank you very much sir, do I hear anyone else in at 
twenty-six, five?"

Everyone got quiet as the auctioneer did his last call.

"I have twenty-six million... Going once... Twice... 
Sold to the gentlemen in the back row for twenty six 
million dollars."

Dave watched as the redhead was escorted off the stage 
and the two hooded men came and got the husband. Dave 
looked over at the man seated next to him and finally 
spoke to him, "I wonder why she went for more than the 
pretty little blonde?"

The man leaned toward Dave whispering back, "I would 
imagine because she hand a nice wide ass on her, you 
know those black men love those big asses on a white 
woman don't you?"

Dave nodded his head. "I suppose your right, I always 
noticed that myself."

Dave began wondering about Monica since she had a nice 
round ass herself. She wasn't fat by any means but she 
had what many guys would consider a healthy looking 
fine body.

Dave sat and watched as they brought out another 
blonde. She started to cry before they got her sold but 
the auctioneer gave her tissue and a hug until she was 
able to smile again. There were two women who rushed 
out on stage and touched up her makeup before the 
auctioneer started the sale.

She didn't fetch as much as the first two wives and 
only sold for fifteen million. It was probably because 
she cried and perhaps the bidders felt that would cause 
a problem down the road somewhere. Dave found himself 
crossing his fingers hoping Monica wouldn't start 
crying out there.

Dave knew it was an awful thought but if she was going 
to be sold for millions tonight that it might as well 
be for a hefty chunk of money.

That blonde was followed by another blonde than a 
redhead with short hair and a petite body. They all 
fetched over twenty million dollars. Dave watched the 
stage and his heart sank as his beloved wife walked out 
onto the stage smiling at the auctioneer like she was 
Vienna White hosting jeopardy.

She strutted out and he took her hand and turned and 
smiled at the audience. The camera panned in taking a 
nice shot of Monica's smile. She looked so beautiful 
made up like a model. Dave never saw her look so 
beautiful like this before. The auctioneer helped 
Monica remove her pink robe and everyone gasped as her 
gorgeous body was revealed. 
"Isn't she just gorgeous, ladies and gentlemen? Just 
look at those large breasts and flat tummy."

The camera panned downward and focused on her neatly 
shaven pussy. Dave knew Monica wasn't shaven when they 
came here.

"Take a good look at that pretty smooth pussy mound, 
folks. Our staff just shaved it for your pleasure this 
evening."

That answered Dave's thoughts. The auctioneer held 
Monica's hand while he spun her around. She was doing 
rather well in those high heels they put on her. Her 
legs looked a mile long in them. She bent down as the 
audience gasped once her perfect round ass was in full 
view.

"Just look at this fine white ass folks, have you ever 
seen such a finer specimen like this one?"

Monica was almost touching her ankles so there was no 
need for the auctioneer to spread her cheeks apart. Her 
pouting pussy lips were in plan view as the camera 
panned in for a nice shot. The auctioneer helped Monica 
straighten up and turned her around flicking her 
nipples with his hands. "Just look at these folks, they 
remind me of rip red cherries."

He squeezed on breast in his hand showing the audience 
that they were real and not silicone. 

"They are one hundred percent natural, folks. She's 
never been breed before and almost a virgin."

He kind of laughed to himself and made a gesture like 
Monica wouldn't hear him and leaned away and forward 
saying, "Our staff says her husband is only four inches 
long! How is that for an almost virgin cow...Huh?

The place filled with laughter. Dave's face got red as 
a beet as the other husband's starred at him.

"Yes folks, this is our only natural brunette for the 
sale this evening and perhaps the finest looking bitch 
of them all. Just imagine if you may how your black 
bulls are going to droll over this young fine 
specimen."

The auctioneer held up her left hand as the camera 
panned in for a close shot of her fingers, "Look here 
folks, she already removed her wedding rings for her 
new owner."

He pointed out her ring finger saying. "You can see her 
rings were recently removed by the slight tan mark on 
her finger."

The auctioneer lowered her hand but still held onto her 
as he started the bidding. "Let's get started for this 
attractive brunette and give me the first bid of two 
million dollars!"

Dave was surprised, he always started with one million 
but there were hands raised everywhere as the 
auctioneer kept asking for higher bids. They were up to 
eighteen million now and there were still hands being 
raised to bid on Monica.

Dave had tingles everywhere as the bidding reached 
twenty-nine million dollars. One of the helpers was 
waiving his hand from the seats until he got the 
auctioneers attention. The auctioneer waived for him to 
come forward where they whispered for almost two 
minutes.

Dave had no idea what was wrong or what maybe going on 
as Monica stood naked waiting to be sold. They finally 
broke up their little meeting as the auctioneer cleared 
his throat and addressed the crowd.

"I have a special request by a bidder this evening, 
folks. Thos of you that have been to our auctions in 
the past know that we sometimes get requests to sell 
the husband along with the cow. We have one of those 
requests here tonight that would like to purchase them 
both."

Dave's eyes widened by this time as the other husband's 
turned to stare at him.

"Will somebody bring up the young fellow up to the 
stage for me please."

Dave almost had a heart attack right than and there as 
the two hooding men motioned for him to stand up. Dave 
stood and worked his way down the bleachers as the two 
big men held onto his arms as they walked him up to the 
stage. 

They kept hold of his arms about twenty feet from 
Monica as the auctioneer waited than turned toward the 
crowd again and continued, "Here we are, folks. The 
husband!"

Everyone laughed loud and Dave felt like crawling under 
the stage if he could.

"I hope this doesn't discourage any of you from bidding 
on this fine looking specimen. We're going to start the 
bidding right where we left off. You have a choice of 
taking the husband with the cow or opting out on him."

Dave was standing just slights to the left and behind 
of Monica. She never turned her head to even look at 
him once as the auctioneer started the bidding again. 
He got a faint sniff of Monica's perfume from his spot. 
It was driving him insane.

"I have thirty million dollars, folks. Who'll give me 
thirty-one?"

Dave just stood there and closed his eyes until the 
bidding was all over and done.

"I have thirty-five million... Going Once... Twice... 
Sold to the man in the back row."

The two men held Dave until Monica was escorted off the 
stage. Dave was taken out the side door and lead up to 
the office. He was taken to the Traders office where he 
was waiting for Dave.

"It looks like you earned a lot of money tonight my 
friend. I have here, fourteen million dollars. It looks 
like the bidder bought you along with your cow tonight. 
I'm holding onto your money until you have fulfilled 
your obligation with the bidder. You will be paid in 
cash at the time of your release."

Dave just starred at him not knowing what he should do 
next.

"I'm giving you forty-eight hours to get your business 
together and report to the international airport 
terminal at three in the afternoon on Monday. You'll be 
met there by a person that will give you a plane ticket 
where you will meet up with your new owner."

Dave stuttered saying, "C-can I speak to my wife before 
I leave tonight?"

The Trader just starred at Dave for a second than 
opened a drawer and took out a white envelope 
containing Monica's wedding rings.

"You better take these and put them in a safe place for 
now and we expect you to be at the airport at three 
sharp."

Dave never got an answer to his question about speaking 
to Monica as the two men escorted him out of the office 
and into the parking area. Dave felt so empty hearted 
as he turned the key starting the car. He looked over 
at the empty seat wondering if they made a wise choice.

To be continued?

I hope your enjoying the story so far. This is my first 
try at writing something about slavery. You can read my 
bio at my web site at: www.karenkayonline.com 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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