I was dizzy. From everything. From the auction, from the deal I’d just agreed to. From the unexpectedness of all this…

From what this man was making me feel. I’d expected a lot of things… but never this… He was so close, so warm, so… intense.

I held my own breasts, feeling them. Really feeling them for the first time. They were high and full. I’d seen them every day, in the shower, in the bathroom mirror. But I’d never really paid attention to how they felt in my hands. Or the feelings they could create in the rest of my body.

I could see his body responding as he watched me, and I could hear the lust in his voice. But I hadn’t said the word hungry because I thought I had to. I said it because it was the simple truth.

“Grace,” he said, taking my hand and guiding it down with his. “I want you to touch yourself for me.” His fingers pressed mine between my legs. “I want you to show me how you like this…” He kissed me hard, pressing our bodies together, trapping my hand against my pussy.

None of this is what I’d imagined, I thought, as his tongue worked slowly against mine. I thought he’d have fucked me already… and I’d know what it felt like by now…

But here I was, stroking my own pussy as this huge, gorgeous man stood kissing me. Fully dressed as I stood naked, kissing me like I’d never been kissed, making me want things I’d never really wanted… not the way I did now. My breath was starting to catch as my hand moved faster all on its own. Kaine pulled away and looked down at me. He lifted my chin so he could see my eyes and thrust his erection against my hip. Any other time, any other man, and I’d have died from shame. But as he watched me, my hand went even faster. My clit was so hard and slick. And Kaine hadn’t even touched it yet…

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he groaned, his eyes swallowing me whole. “Are you wondering if I’m going to touch you like this?” he asked, thrusting again. He felt huge as he rocked his hips. His cock felt bigger than I thought a man could be… I was panting now, in short gasps, and I could feel my climax teasing me…

“I will, Grace. I’m going to do this to you…” He touched the back of my hand with his fingers. “I’m going to build you up, so close, so good… and so fucking close…”

My eyes started to close as I felt the first electric spark of orgasm. I held my breath, ready, waiting for it to hit. Suddenly I felt Kaine pull my hand abruptly away and step back, leaving me naked, my pussy pulsing right on the edge. I felt desperate, almost out of control. I could feel my breasts heaving as I struggled. I’d been so damned close…

It was then that I felt the power of that lost orgasm, running through my entire body. Like every feeling, every sense in my body was somehow being heightened to a level I’d never experienced before. It was terrible… and wonderful. And I felt alive, in a way I never had until this very moment…

Kaine stood close, not touching me, just watching. Like I was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. His own desire was obvious. His cock looked huge. Why the hell doesn’t he just strip down and take me? He wants me… I can see how much he wants me…

He smiled at me, his eyes dark, his look impossible to read. He reached out to touch my cheek and my whole body jumped in response. My almost-orgasm was still so close…

“I want you to go downstairs, Grace,” he said easily, stepping back and leaving me standing there, blank and breathing heavily. “I have a few calls to make. Business doesn’t wait, not even here,” he said, with a wry smile.

He picked up my silk robe from the floor and eased me into it, tying the soft belt tightly so I was well covered. He kissed me deeply and I felt his hands shift to cup my ass and pull my hips to his. I felt his cock throb against me and had that wild, lost feeling again.

“Go downstairs for an hour, Grace. Be back by nine. Keep yourself covered, and no one is to touch you.” He saw my hesitation. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. No one would dare try. They know you belong to me.”

He walked me to the door and opened it, kissing me again in that way of his, that made my knees feel like they would buckle underneath me. I was shocked at just how fast his kisses and the feel of his hands had gotten to me. I found myself not wanting to leave. Not this room. Not him.

“Go to the reception, Grace. I want you to watch what happens there. No one will bother you, and do not touch yourself while you’re there.” He looked at me hard. “You’re only allowed to touch yourself like this when you’re with me,” he said, pressing a hard fingertip to my still pounding clit. “But I want you to watch them, Grace. And then come back to me.”

* * *

I stood, mouth open again, as he smiled and closed the door, leaving me alone in the hallway.

I headed for the elevator, feeling confused and incredibly aroused. And frustrated. Very frustrated. Nothing was happening the way I thought it would. Two hours after the auction’s end and I was still a virgin.

It hadn’t ever occurred to me, that I might want to be with the man who bought me. I’d expected to just endure it, to get the money I needed. But here I was, aching for Kaine to take me. There was no point in denying it, especially to myself. Kaine was the most intriguing man I’d ever known. And he was hot, really hot. And this was a game I didn’t understand. I was in over my head and knew it. But I also knew I wasn’t going to walk away. At least not yet.

I got off the elevator and felt a rush of anxiety. I walked slowly toward the ballroom, images flashing in my head. What the hell was I going to see now… and why did he want me to see it?

Clutching my robe around me, very aware of how naked I was under it, I peeked around the doorway. My heart was pounding, partly with fear. Partly with curiosity…

I stepped inside, all self-consciousness lost as I saw the men and women who filled the room. There were elegant soft-stuffed chairs and sofas scattered around the edges of the room. Many held a single couple. A few held even more…

They were the sold girls, like me, each with her master… or with a man he’d given her to. Some were with both.

I looked at the couple closest to me. She was bent over the back of the couch, her legs spread and her ass high. The man behind her was naked from the waist down and thrusting into her hard. I could hear his breathing and the sound of his flesh slapping against hers. No one noticed me as I looked around the room. No one even cared, that nothing they did was private. I cared, but I felt my own moisture making the inside of my thighs slick anyway. I couldn’t help but imagine Kaine doing that to me…

I stood close to the wall, a little ashamed to be watching, but completely unable to tear my eyes away. It was like nothing I’d ever seen, ever imagined. The room was warm, the color of gold. And I was surrounded by the forbidden. I heard a rough gasp and turned to see a man licking Dalia’s pussy from behind. A drop of clear fluid hung from the tip of his engorged cock. Dalia was bent forward, sucking and stroking the thick cock of the man in front of her. I looked up to see his eyes boring into me. He was the one with black eyes. The same man who had wanted me too…