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Part 1 -
Friday
The nature
of what’s
being offered for sale aside, a Janus auction is no different to any
other.
There’s a catalogue of sorts, a time for viewing and then a man sells
the item.
Sometimes there is a reserve price, though rarely, and if the sale
price falls
short the seller decides either to keep the item or negotiate. Unsold
items
return to their owners and commissions paid on the items that do find
new
owners. All sales are final and the penalties and consequences for
buying what
you cannot afford are severe enough to ensure that such an eventuality
never
happens. All things being equal, selling a person at auction is little
different to selling a car or house.
The only
real
differences are that Janus auctions are invitation only, that they take
place
over a weekend and the auction is held at a venue able to accommodate
the
attendees for the duration of the weekend.
The kind of
people who
attend these auctions, and again this is the same as any other auction,
are a
mix of private buyers and traders and they arrive on the Friday.
Saturday is
for viewing the stock and for the traders to make calls and deals in
anticipation of the sale on Sunday morning and for the private buyers
to draw
up their shortlists.
Benjamin
Riley was a
trader, and even had a business card, though it only had his name and
contact
details and not a job title or the like. Like most traders, Ben bought
and sold
to fill a specific demand within a specific budget. Sometimes he would
buy in
anticipation of a demand arising, especially if the girl had some
particularly
unusual physical characteristic that caught his eye, or skills that he
thought
might have value. To Ben, whilst a beautiful woman who little else to
recommend
her had immediate value, a plainer woman who spoke three languages or
knew
book-keeping, for instance, had more potential value. Put her in the
hands of a
skilled, Janus-approved surgeon, of which Ben knew several, and plain
could be
made beautiful and so much more profitable.
Beyond the
means to
pay for what’s bought, Janus didn’t really care who brought what.
Anyway, Janus
offered a range of support services, such as clean-up and damage
control that
could be made use of at short notice, though for a sizable fee. Ben had
never needed
to use these services himself, but he knew of cases when they have been
and,
from all accounts, Janus was extremely well connected. There were
stories of
situations Janus had only become involved in once events had spiraled
out of control
and, if those stories were true, it would seem involving them sooner
rather
than later was a much better plan. Ben understood that there was a huge
degree
of self-preservation in Janus offering those services but still, it was
comforting to know they were there.
Ben usually
travelled
to events like auctions with a companion or two, as almost all
attendees did,
but he was also a man who took discretion seriously. In that regard he
liked to
travel as the father of a family unit, and so for this auction he’d
chosen to
bring his alpha, a girl of 26 who’d been his for three years, and a
second girl
to be the daughter. While his alpha answered to the name Sofia, and
even had
identification to that effect, neither the name nor her ID’s were
genuine,
something else that Janus provided on request and for a fee. The girl
playing
the role of Ben & Sofia’s daughter was an 11 year old girl he
had come to
own just a few months earlier called Danielle, though he preferred to
use a
variety of more colorful names with her. Sofia and Dani had both been
brought
at an auction, but though Sofia had entered the Janus System willingly
through
an internet contact, Dani’s origins were much darker, not uncommon when
dealing
with children. Perhaps as a result, Dani was a very withdrawn and timid
little
thing, but both qualities appealed to Ben and so, for the time being at
least,
she suited his needs.
This auction
was being
held at a country house that wasn’t that far short of being a stately
home and Ben
and his companions arrived late into the Friday evening. He’d been to
the house
on several previous occasions; Janus tended to rotate through known
locations,
though new ones did come up. They were checked through the gate, a
camera on them
all the way to the house where they were greeted by a tall and elegant
woman in
a deep red dress that fitted her very well indeed. She identified
herself as
Callie and was employed by Janus. Ben knew there would be a good few of
her
kind at the auction, all of them in the same red dress and all with a
pretty
but made-up sounding name. It was their role to help and assist where
needed,
but only in an entirely professional manner.
Callie
checked them in
and escorted them up to their room, though they carried their own bags.
The room was nicely appointed, with a separate bedroom, lounge and bathroom. Room service, a mini-bar and cable television, believe it or not, was available as part of the invitation, one of the perks of a venue like the country house which had another life as a small, exclusive country retreat. On the small desk under the window was the catalogue. It was a simple thing, just printed sheets of A4 that listed, without photos, a general description of the stock to be sold.
#27 - 25yo /
34c-30-36 / H: Blonde / E: Blue / 5ft 5 / Health: Good / BT:
A / Surgery: None
DF: Tatt / Child:
None / Lang: Eng / Career: Sales (R/estate) /
Origins: PFE / RA: 6
In detail,
this meant
lot 27 was 25 years old, had a shapely figure, blonde hair and blue
eyes, stood
5ft 5 barefoot and was of good health, good being the minimum standard.
Girls
who were physically very fit would be graded ‘excellent’ and girls with
any
kind of minor health issue, let alone one that required medication were
very
rare. Her blood type was A. The surgery referred to in #27’s
description referred
to cosmetic surgery she may have undergone and not medical. Her
description
therefore meant that she was unenhanced and may have normal scars and
blemishes, such as from past surgeries such as an appendix. If anyone
was interested,
the girl could be inspected at viewing to see what blemishes she had.
DF referred
to
Distinguish Features, which could be a scar or an unusual birthmark or
the
like. For #27, it was ‘tatt,’ which of course meant tattoing, something
that
could be looked into at viewing. Then the description said she’d never
had
children, spoke English only and her working life had mostly been in
sales,
particularly real estate. The origins category referred to how she’d
come to
the auction, and in this case PFE referred to Paid For Entry. PFE meant
someone
had paid for her to be entered into the auction, an unhappy husband or
someone
similar, but that she was basically there by force. That in turn was
reflected
in her RA, her Risk Assessment. She rated a 6, meaning her absence had
been
noticed and she was being sought. For a woman of 25, a 6 was high.
People
disappear all the time and when a woman well into her twenties does so,
a list
of explanations can be concocted to explain it. The high mark therefore
indicated that removing her from the life she’d most likely had to have
been at
short notice and therefore messy. In short, buying #27 was a case of
‘buyers
beware’.
The
catalogue went on
in a similar vein over all 42 lots available at the auction.
Ben and his
‘family’
ate, and then Sofia and Dani watched some television while he went
through the lots
listed in the catalogue and matched them against the requirements on
his laptop,
making notes as he went and preparing for the next day’s viewings.
Tossing the
papers to
the floor, Ben stretched out. ‘Go get bathed and pretty for me, Sofia.
Both of
you.’
Sofia was a
beautiful
girl, shapely and a delight to the eye, and though much of her appeal
was
natural there had been a few enhancements made. She stood quickly,
holding out
her hand for Dani who took it and stood alongside her.
‘Anything
special,
daddy?’ she asked Ben brightly.
He smiled.
‘Whatever
you think might appeal.’
The result
of Sofia’s
efforts was very appealing indeed. Dressed in a shimmering black
nightie that
came down to her mid-thighs and wearing nothing else, Sofia led Dani
into the
room. The younger girl wore white thigh highs that pinched slightly
into the
flesh and a fairly severe white satin waist cincher. In Ben’s
experience, few
little girls have little more than a hint of a truly female shape, and
Dani was
no exception. The cincher, laced tightly, enhanced her very well and
was tight
enough that the girl was clearly a little labored in her breathing,
something
Ben found very arousing. Other than make-up, that was it; simple and
effective,
something Ben found entirely right for the evening. That kind of
considered presentation
was just one of the reasons Ben rarely went anywhere without Sofia.
‘She looks
good enough
to eat,’ he whispered, drinking in his fake daughter.
‘Want to
find out if she
is, daddy?’ Sofia asked and Ben nodded. They shared a smile.
He slipped
off the bed
to undress and Sofia laid herself and Dani on the bed side by side. Turning on her side and
putting a hand gently
on the young girl’s thighs, Sofia encouraged Dani to open her legs and
Ben
gazed down at her smooth, perfect little pussy, his cock already
hardening to
an ache just at the sight.
He feasted.
Smoothing
his hands
along the inside of the nylon clad thighs, Ben spread Dani wide and
lowered his
face to that exquisite, sweet cunt, and with slow intent devoured her.
To him
there were few things sweeter than a child’s pussy, and though if he
was honest
Dani was a little older than his preference, she was nonetheless
exquisite.
‘May I kiss
her
daddy?’ Sofia asked and Ben turned his head, tongue pushed deep in
Dani’s
pussy, and saw his slave looking at him with big eyes, a bewitching
smile on
her face. Ben nodded, closing his mouth over Dani’s pussy, sucking hard
at the
nectar within. He watched as Sofia stroked a hand through the young
girl’s
hair, looking at her with loving eyes, and then lowered her face to
Daniella’s
and, with slow passion, kissed the girl deeply. Ben could see Sofia’s
jaw
moving as she did, Dani trying to respond as she understood was
expected, but
her movements were still a little awkward. She was getting better
though, that
was for sure, embracing her new purpose as if born to it.
Ben had
tried fucking
her pussy after buying Dani but, surprisingly, the girl seemed to be a
virgin
and, as a big man, Ben found her uncomfortably tight. Having no plans
to let
her go anytime soon, he decided to enjoy her very pert and apparently
already
used ass. Her pussy could wait until he could give it the attention
needed to
make breaking her in as pleasurable as it could be. Dani took him in
her ass with
some pain but less than would have been felt if she hadn’t had some
experience
of anal sex in her past and the more she got, the better she seemed to
respond.
So Ben
gestured for
Dani to roll aside and lay on his back in her place and Sofia, seeing
his
intentions, smiled and asked, ‘Shall I get you all wet daddy?’
Ben nodded,
propping
himself up against the headboard, and Sofia, with a grin, lowered her
head to
his cock and began to work her mouth up and down his shaft, pushing her
mouth
hard down until Ben, with a gasp, felt her gag as he pushed into her
throat.
Sofia didn’t seem to care, just carried on pushing her mouth hard down,
her
throat contracting with delicious, wet spasms each time.
‘Come here,
Dani,’ Ben
said to the girl kneeling off to the side as waiting for her cue.
Seeing she
was needed on stage, and with a kind of hesitant willingness, she
shuffled
closer and Ben kissed her. She responded, too, awkwardly perhaps and
little bit
unsure of her actions, but the passive, apparently shell-shocked girl
he’d
first seen at Chapel Hill was, bit by bit, being eroded. Behind it
seemed to be
a girl willing to do what was required and expected of her and at least
try to
participate and not just be passive, as so many other girls Dani’s age
tended
to be. Around auctions there was even a name for such a girl; a push me
pull me
doll. Girls of any age could be one but children, for obvious reasons,
were
most prone to such useless behavior. Regardless, unless significant
improvement
was quickly shown, and assuming the owner was patient enough to wait at
all,
the girl was either resold or put to a basic, short term purpose.
Dani had
been glassy
eyed and confounded when Ben had first seen her, sitting naked against
the
temporary steel barricades that had been shaped into the pen she and
others
waited their fate in. He could tell she had been drugged recently and
so took
the risk, hoping she would prove to be worth keeping.
Now,
breaking the kiss
and looking into her big, attentive eyes after breaking the hungry, wet
kiss,
Ben was glad he’d trusted his instincts. Daniella, he thought, might be
a
proper keeper, actually suited to this world, even if she hadn’t come
to it
willingly. Some girls, regardless of age, just seemed to belong here,
even if
it took them time to adjust and accept their new world.
‘Dani, take
Sofia’s
place and let her get you all wet,’ Ben said and the girls obediently
shifted
around. Dani bent over at the waist to take Ben’s slick cock into her
mouth as
Sofia, kneeling behind her, spread the little girl’s ass and
enthusiastically set
about tonguing and licking her anus.
Before long,
his
orgasm building, Ben folded his fingers into Daniella’s hair and lifter
her wet
mouth from his cock, thrilling at the strings of spit that hung from
her lips
to his swollen tip.
‘Help her,
Sofia,’ Ben
whispered, his breathing short and loaded with need.
Sofia did
so, helping
Daniella squat over Ben’s erect cock and holding it as the girl lowered
herself
down. Daniella winced as it pushed against her anus and inhaled,
shifting her
posture and looking at Ben with almost fearful eyes.
‘That’s it,
Dani, good
girl. It’s okay, go on. Be a good girl for daddy,’ Sofia encouraged in
an
almost maternal voice that nearly sent Ben over the edge.
In response,
Daniella
settled more of her weight down and Ben hissed as he pushed inside the
girl’s
tight, hot ass. She was just exquisite, literally breath-taking and he
wondered
if this was how good it felt to fuck her ass, just how incredible would
fucking
her cunt be? Sometimes Ben had to check his thoughts about Daniella,
try and
rein them in a little. She was by no means the first girl to be his,
not even
the first child he’d own and used, yet there was something about her
that just
had him hooked. Even Sofia seemed to adore the girl, happily playing
with her,
talking to her and, when it came time for the girl to please, helping
and
encouraging her to do so. Even though Ben thrilled to use a cane on a
little
girl, thrilled to hurt them and abuse them, with Daniella that side of
him just
didn’t come out.
He hissed in
air and
then groaned in deep pleasure as Daniella sank down on him until her
cheeks
settled lightly on him. She was impaled completely on him for the first
time,
her eyes wide as she took quick, short breaths against the pain and
discomfort.
‘Good girl,
Dani, good
girl,’ Sofia said in praise, looking genuinely proud of the girl.
‘You’re all
the way in, daddy!’ Sofia exclaimed, looking at Ben. He could only nod,
smiling
and breathing heavily at how the little girl’s body gripped and
squeezed him.
‘Do you want
to get
off,’ Ben asked without knowing he was going to. Sofia looked at him
with a
puzzled look.
Dani thought
for a few
seconds, shifted a little and then, still wincing and breathing hard,
shook her
head. ‘No, ‘she gasped out, ‘it’s ok. I’m ok,’ and she said the last
words
nodding slightly. Daniella looked at Ben with sudden alarm. ‘Do you
want me to
get off?’
Ben almost
laughed.
‘God no,’ he breathed. ‘You feel so good, Dani, just so good. Tight
but, God,
so good.’
Dani almost
looked
relieved, even considering her awkward position and strained
expressions.
‘What do you
want to
do, daddy?’ Sofia asked in a voice that made it clear she understood
something
special was happening as far as Ben was concerned.
He licked
his lips and
looked at Dani. ‘I want to fuck you, Dani, very badly, but if you don’t
want me
to, I understand, ok?’ He placed his hands lightly on the girl’s hips,
steadying her, holding her in position a little. ‘You’ve never had me
all the way
in before. Hurts a lot, huh?’
Dani nodded,
eyes wide
as if still startled.
‘Your
daddy’s a big
man,’ Sofia said softly to her. ‘We’re lucky.’
Again Dani
nodded,
took another swallow and began to lift herself up, extending her legs
in the
squat and rising. Ben thought maybe the girl wanted to get off
something he was
surprised to find he would allow her to do. But, have risen a few
inches, Dani
settled back down, her tight body seeming to suck Ben back inside her.
‘Woah,’ he
whispered,
taking a shuddery breath. ‘Easy.’
‘Was that
nice,’ Dani
asked, sweat starting to pop out on her face. She licked her lips,
looking
raptly at Ben.
‘Yeah, that
was very
nice,’ Ben replied.
‘Okay,’ Dani
said.
‘Would you help me?’ she asked Sofia who smiled a warm, genuine smile
and
nodded. Ben raised his hands from Dani’s hips to stroke the girl’s flat
chest
as Sofia’s knelt behind Dani and put her own hands on the young girl’s
narrow
hips.
Slowly,
carefully,
Sofia helped Dani rise a few inches up along Ben’s shaft and then ease
back
down with the same care again. Up and down and up and down, Ben
fighting the
urge to raise his hips and meet Dani coming down. Desire raged inside
him as
his orgasm, hot and hard and almost tangible, built up inside him like
pressure
in a boiler. It was unlike anything he’d ever known, ever felt, a kind
of
exquisite torture loaded with pleasure and passion and a kind of pure,
intense
need that made his soul ache. Ben craved to fuck the girl, to pull her
over on
her back and just claim her, make her his and assert his dominance over
the
girl, and yet he couldn’t. In truth he was almost incapable of thought,
let
alone action. His need for release was now in the hand of a child and a
woman
he thought of as his slaves. To Ben, this sudden, intoxicating
powerlessness
was terrifying and intoxicating all at once.
He came in
rhythm to
one of Dani’s slow, Sofia-assisted descents, his cum seeming to be
wrenched
from his as he ass kissed his body and his cock pushed deep into the
girl. Dani
gave a gasp of surprise, even though he’d come inside her before. He
realized
this was as new to her, this depth of penetration, as the pleasure that
resulted was to Ben himself and the insight made the moment somehow
even more
glorious.
Sofia, took
a deep,
almost marveling breath at the look on Ben’s face and held Dani firmly
in
place, simply shifting her hips back and forth smoothly as if to milk
him. He
came so hard his vision actually dimmed for a second or two, an open
mouthed,
stunned look on his face as he emptied his need into Dani’s tight,
young ass.
As Ben slept
that
night, Sofia lay beside him, knees up, back against the headboard,
Danielle’s
mouth and tongue and fingers working magic between her legs.
‘Such a good
girl,
Dani, such a good girl,’ she whispered in a lover’s voice, her voice
straining
to keep the pleasure she felt contained. ‘You did so well, babygirl,
made daddy
so happy. It’s important you see? If you don’t keep your daddy happy he
might
find another little girl who can, see?’ She went taut as a wave of
pleasure
rolled over her arched body, Dani’s mouth hard against her cunt. ‘Have
to keep
him happy, Dani, we have to. He’s a good daddy, really…’ she came
again.
‘Better than some, better than a lot, we have to keep him happy. Have…
to…’
Another liquid burst of pleasure erupted inside her. ‘… Keep him happy.
Have to
be good girls, you know? He’s a good.. a good daddy, and there are some
bad
daddies in the world, Dani, some very bad ones…’ and Sofia’s voice
trailed off
into whimpering pleasure as once more Dani submerged her in a deep,
sumptuous
wave of ecstasy.
And down
between her
legs, big eyes peering over the edge of her sex, Dani nodded in
understanding.
Memories flashed through her head, of similar tastes and scents and
textures as
Sofia’s, of things she’d done and didn’t know if they were wrong or
not, and if
she should be ashamed of them or not. She just didn’t know and a small
part of
her seemed to understand that maybe she never would. But that there
were bad
daddies in the world, some very bad daddies indeed, that was something
she knew
very well.