#44 Treasure Hoarders

(direct sequel to #43) It's been months since Raptor finished subjecting Amber to his cruel training. She had become completely submissive. Revenue from her stripping act was down though, and Raptor had a perfect punishment in mind... Sometimes, artefacts that the treasure hoarders had gathered would be auctioned off to weathy members of society with ties to the criminal underworld. Raptor explains to Amber that many patrons who had come to watch her stripping act would also show up to these auctions. His plan is to whore her out to those unscrupulous perverts to make up for the money her act is losing, and even better, conduct the auction in a very humiliating fashion. Amber could easily see the flaw in this plan, and a weight settles in her stomach. Those depraved men turning up at her show could easily stop attending, her show would tank and she'd be auctioned out to a different person each day of the week... She wondered if this was intentional. She had just gotten used to the humiliation of showing her nude body to a crowd, now her master expects her to service and obey other men for his financial gain. The embarrasment and dehumanisation makes her heartbeat thunder at the inside of her chest. Raptor brings his leashed pet girl to a stop on the stage, the curtains are drawn and there is the faint murmur of a small crowd coming from the outside. A glass case has been brought to the auction area, inside which stands a bar, an anchor point for the armbinder keeping Amber's limbs tucked stiff behind her back. She still can't get over how the armbinder forces her to push her chest out, as if proudly. Amber doesn't wait for her master to yank on the leash, following him obediently to be enshrined and displayed like an object. Her eyes pass over her glass prison again, there are cuffs to keep her legs spread unashamedly. Her breathing quickens once she spots the other means of securing her though- A rigid anal bead plug fixed to the front of the pole. She swallowed hard, realising why they had placed a pasty over her pussy, but left her asshole bare. Raptor lubes up his hand and applies a generous amount to Amber's ass. He'd already oiled her skin to prepare her for the auction and Amber had been fitted with some small vibrators set to low. Needless to say, she was already quite horny. Raptor starts preparing his slut for the anal toy, gently moving his fingers in and out of her. She tried to keep her moans quiet through her ballgag but couldn't help a bit of drool escaping. Finally he lifts her onto the toy. Amber is quivering as the toy slides in and the sound of her restraints being locked into place only served to raise her arousal. As the announcer steps through the curtains and onto the stage and begins speaking, Raptor makes some final adjustments- ensuring the pasties are properly adhered, checking Amber's bunny ears. Once he's satisfied he looks her directly in the eye and gives a smug, sadistic smile. The announcer begins raising his voice and Raptor looks back for a moent before turning up the intensity of her vibrators. Amber's breath catches in her throat as Raptor locks the glass case and disappears from view, mouthing the words, "Good luck~" Amber begins rocking her hips in response to the vibration, squirming on the anal toy holding her in place. She struggles to keep it together as her name is announced and the curtains swing open. Amber doesn't like the look of any of the men that have gathered to bid on her, but the idea of being forced to service each of them causes her to squirm and quiver, she can't help but moan loudly, inciting the bidders to lick their lips and bid higher. By the time the bid has come to a close Amber came a few times. she looks at the man who had won the bid and could almost mistake him for a hilichurl. She became aroused all ver aain thinking about all the perverted things he'd foce her to do...