One bid. Thirty-thousand.
The handsome, swarthy man got her. He tore off the blindfold. She spun on him. Recognition lit up Ernestine’s eyes and they grew wide and panicky.
“No! Oh, god, anyone but yooouuuu!” Ernestine pleaded as she was dragged away backwards. The handsome young man followed hot on her trailing heels.
What was going on here? These women sure weren’t acting like they looked forward to this sale. In fact, it seemed they were compelled somehow into it.
Allison and Christina were next. They didn’t roll forward like Jordan or Inga, but stumbled, tied up, out of their respective alcoves. Allison’s taut, thin body showed a strength of muscle that stood out from Christina’s almost rubenesque figure. Their leashes held by two butlers, the searing looks that they exchanged in t
