Things went on like this for a time. I was taken out of the dungeon in the morning to work in the great house and then was tortured ,used and whored out to Master and Madams friends and lovers at night. I was not allowed to cum for weeks at a time so when I was needed for their sexual gratification I was a freaky uninhibited beast willing to do anything they wanted and beg for more before I was put away like a sex toy that was finished with it's usefulness. My hands were always tied so I could not get myself off when I was alone at night. My balls had grown swollen and sore with unreleased cum. Master and Madam knew this and used the knowledge of my blue balls to torture me with cbt. The whipping, twisting and squeezing of my cum full balls was a big turn on for them. But the more torment they put me through the hotter I got!!. I begged to be let to cum but this begging only encouraged them to hurt and deny me more. On this night I was shut away in the dungeon strapped to a saw horse type apparatus. I was bent over the apparatus with my ankles chained to the saw horse legs which spread my legs apart. My wrists we're chained to the legs of the saw horse on the other side of the apparatus. I was as usual buck naked. With not cumming for so long I was rock hard. This was a normal night for me until the door of the dungeon oppend and the lights were turned on. I glanced up at the top of the stairs and saw Master coming down the stairs with a group of people following. Seeing my cruel master I quickly looked down at the floor so as to not anger him. I had found over the weeks that he was especially cruel. The group were talking and laughing as they all came down the dungeon stairs. I sensed that they were a bit tipsy and could smell the alcohol as they came down to stand in front of me in a semi circle. Masters deep voice cut through all the chatter as he said " ok ok now quite down, ok that's better. Well I called you here to bid on this new cumslave. As you know the bidding starts at 5. So who has $6000. Someone spoke and said that they wanted to see the slave in a more natural position. Mumbles of agreement went through the small crowd. "Ok no problem" master said as he moved to unshackle my legs and wrists. As trained I dropped to my knees in the hup position as soon as the last shackel was off my hands. Still looking down submissivly I knelt legs apart , ass up off my legs and hands together behind my head. Master told them to go ahead and inspect the merchandise. And they did. I felt hands all over my body checking for firmness, pinching my nipples hard, and even felt them check for the thightness of my man pussy. Many comments and approvals of my young tight body went around the dungeon. One older man even grabbed my chin and lifted my head so he could look into my face and eyes. I looked back into his eyes as he said "hummm, he's cute, I can bid $6500 as he smiled at me and roughly released my face.
Master said "ok, now do I hear 7?". Like a well trained slave I looked down at the man's feet as soon as I was released.
"Someone else in the back said "is this for a three day weekend or two?"
Master answered "well its a total ownership of the slave to be returned by midnight Sunday night. You can do with him as you like as long as he has no permanent scaring or injurys when returned to me.!" "Black eyes and bloody lips will be overlooked as long as he has no broken bones".
A mumer went through the group. I was kinda shocked and more than a little bit scared of the thought of being whored out to who knows who. I knelt there as the final bids we're placed thinking that damn I never knew anyone would pay so much for just a few nights and days of my service. An agreement was reached and everyone started to file out of the dungeon. Just before Master followed them up the dungeon stairs he bent over and wispered in my ear "you better make him happy or when he returns you to me I'll string you up by your ankles and beat you till you bleed, understood slave?"
Of course all I could say was "yes Master". He turned and walked away up the stairs and I knelt there waiting for what came next with more than a little fear.
I knelt there for a long time before Madam came down to prepare me for my prostitution. She put on my neck a thick and very uncomfortable leather studed collar. It was so thick that I could not lower my head at all. She clipped to the collar a 6' chain leash. "Up slave" she said and I got to my feet as fast as I could and stood with my feet shoulder width apart and hands behind my head eyes down as I could not lower my head for the thick collar. She handed me a very small white lacy thong and said "put this on slave". I did as told and returned to the up slave position. I was surprised when she took the leash and walked me to the far corner of the dungeon. Not up the stairs as I had expected. She opened a small door that I never noticed before. She led me along a low passageway that slowly graded upward. The passage way switched back on it's self a few times before it ended with a small metal secure door. She stopped at the door and waited for a moment. She said to me in that moment "I'm going to miss you slave but just do as told and we will see each other again soon." I thought that maybe she was going to miss the days that she came down to the dungeon when Master was gone to torture me then let me suck her off. I knew that I would miss those days. With that thought I heard a metalic click in the metal door and it oppened with a rusty creak. Master stood on the other side of the door with my temporary owner. Madam handed my lease to Master, then left the way we had come. Master yanked on my leash hard and said "down dog!". I dropped to my all fours as commanded. Some small words were said between pimp and John as my leash was passed to my new temporary Master. He yanked on my leash with a sharp jurk and said "heel slave" as he walked deeper into the underground parking towards his luxury car as I tried to keep pace with him on my all fours. I focused on his left leg trying to keep up and anticipate his leading me without ever going in front of masters left leg. He lead me to a parked Lincolin Town car and popped the trunk. He stood in front of the open trunk and ordered me to "mount up". I did as told and climbed into the cars huge trunk. I knelt in the trunk without any worries until he slammed the trunk closed and I was left in darkness again. Now I had grown used to the darkness from days in the dungeon but I still had a rush of panicked fear as the lid closed. I can't explain why this darkness was different. It was just a feeling that I would never be heard from again! Fear that I was a lost soul. I heard him get into the car and start driving. I knelt there in the trunk and days of pent up emotion slipped out. I cried like a little kid. I was scared. The man that bought me was not an imposing man but I sensed that he was going to hurt me bad. I'm not sure why I felt that way. A slaves 6th sense, a premonition, idk what. But I was right!! This man was very sadistic. How I escaped from him with only my life is another (blog) story!!