[MF, Fiction] Auctioned at the market

“This lovely young woman will certainly provide the best of services,” called out the round announcer dressed in a black on stage. “With her short hair, she will be sure to give good oral therapy.” He chuckled then turned his smile to a frown, “Now, strip girl!”

Jason clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His rage shook his body down to his boots.

At first she rejected it, “No! I won’t!” Yet after a while of being slapped around by the announcer, she finally succumbed. Slowly she undid the strings on the back of her dress then dropped it. Clapping and cheering could be heard from the crowd as her undergarments were on display.

She was beautiful. Her skin untarnished by the field work, her body relatively well cleaned for the slums, and her curves well accentuated from a meager diet.

“Show more!” The crowd cried out. “Come on lass, show us what ya got!”

“Now, now, you know the rules. Pay to play. This is a show and tell yes, but the privates show comes later.”

12 credits yelled one man! *Do I hear 15?* 20 credits yelled another!

“25!” Jason called out with his hand outstretched.

Upon calling out Jason watched as the young woman looked over to him and smiled. *Alice, I’ll get you out of here I promise!.*

“50 credits, hee hee” an old man chuckled as he held up his hand a few feet meters. His face wretched and burned, his only few teeth poking outwards as he smiled.

*50 credits, that’s a whole weeks worth of pay!* Jason called out again, “75 credits!”

Alice smirked a small amount.

“Well, well, well, 75 from this young gentleman! Having trouble in the slums? 75, do we have 80?” said the announcer.

The old man raised his hand, “80” laughing his rattling cacophony.

*Shit all I have is 90.*

“90,” called Jason.

“90, 90, do I hear 95?”

The old man looked to Jason and winked, then smiled again to cast another bid, “100! I’m not lettin’ this one get away!”

*Fuck!*

“100, 100, looking for 110!” A slight pause, “110, 110, calling it for 100! 100 going once!”

Jason looked to Alice with his jaw open and eyes pleading. *Alice…* He mouthed the words I’m sorry. Then was bumped by a man moving past him, “out of the way young blood.”

“100 going twice, 100 and sold!”

The old man lifted his hands and did a silent cheer before erupting into a loud hee hee. He rushed his way on stage and went to pull the chain sticking out of his jacket. It flopped out to dangle with nothing at the end.

“Thieves!” Cried out the old man.

From behind the crowd Jason noticed as the same man that bumped into him, slowly disappeared into the crowd of the market.

“Well, unfortunately no money, no honey. Get lost old man.”

“But I won, I won!”

The announcer called the guards as the old man pleaded and pulled on him. Tearing at his clothes as he was lifted away, the old man cursed, “fuck you all, the lot of you!”

“Young man, it looks like you’ve just won the bet! Come claim your prize!”

Rushing onto the stage, Jason handed the Announcer the credits who in turn gave him the key to the lock around her ankle.

Whispering to her ear he told her to stay quiet and look solemn.

“Now, you’re mine you filthy whore. Your fucking better be as good as you look or I’ll make you look as bad as you fuck. Now get your clothes on we’re leaving.”

The crowd whistled and cheered. “Yeah, tell that bitch!”

Taking her from the stage and out of the market he drug her to a dead end alleyway. “Alice, as soon as I heard, I-”

He was cut off by her soft lips to his. “90 credits are you mad! That would have been enough credits to make your way out of the slums!”

“I was saving, so that both of us could make it out, not just one.”

“And now you have no credits.”

“But now I have you.”

Jason looked into Alice’s eyes and she smiled. Her eyes seemed to glisten before she pulled Jason into her and kissed him, hard.

He let her handle him and slowly she him to the wall of the alley way and unbuckled his pants.

“Alice, what are you doing?”

“Shh, I’m repaying you, besides, I like it when you talk dirty. After all you just bought me didn’t you?”

Whipping out Jason’s cock she began to stroke it slowly. As it became more stiff she moved her head to below his balls and started licking.

“Ahh, fuck.” Jason tensed up and moaned.

“Yeah, tell me how you like it.”

“I love it.”

She moved from the balls to his tip and swirled her tongue before shoving it into her mouth. Ghh, hah, she took it deep and slow, then came off it. “Talk dirty to me.”

“Don’t stop sucking you overpriced whore.”

Alice stroked the shaft before putting it into her mouth again and continued to bob her head faster.

“Alice, fuck, you’re fucking good.”

Using her hand to fondle his balls she sucked harder.

“Oh fuck,” Jason grabbed the back of her head and moved her forcefully jamming his cock down her throat.

Feeling the twitch of his penis Alice began to squeeze his balls.

“Almost… there, hah”

Releasing his warm jizz, he filled Alice’s throat as she squeezed tighter.

“Hah!” Jason moaned out releasing his grip on Alice’s head.

She came off his cock and gagged with semen dripping from her mouth, most of it swallowed.

Alice got up to her feet and wiped the saliva from her mouth. “Good, now we can finish the rest later.”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jqzesn/mf_fiction_auctioned_at_the_market

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