Anni, Collared. Part II

This is Part II of THIS story.

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When I awoke, Anni was still sound asleep curled up next to me.  The scent of her hair was intoxicating.  Or, rather, arousing.  I slid my hand along the curve of her hips and around to her ass.  I gave her cheek a little squeeze and playfully bit her neck, and she began to rouse.  I knew the proper way to wake this little whore up, so I slid my finger into the crack of her ass and found that little rosebud that I know holds a special place in her perception of her own sexuality.  I knew I wouldn’t get in without any lube, but I swirled my finger at the entrance to her back door anyway, pushing in just enough to elicit a reaction from her.  She sensed what I was doing and repositioned her legs to allow me easier access, the playful little cunt.

I pulled my hand away from her and reached over into my nightstand to pull out a bottle of lube.  I opened the bottle and poured a bit on my fingers and slid them back into that little crevice, moving them slowly back down to Anni’s dark passage.  When I reached her little asshole I continued to work my fingers in, first one, then two.  When her anal muscles finally relaxed and accepted my digits, I began finger fucking her tight little sphincter.  She moved her hand down to her cunt and began masturbating herself.  I could feel her squeezing her PC muscles, in concert with the movements of her own fingers.

As her panting began to increase, I began biting her neck, first with little nibbles and then with copious amounts of teeth.  I was spooned up behind her, and had my free arm wrapped around the upper half of her body, pulling her back against me, undulating my body with the rhythm of my penetrations to provide some sense of me actually fucking her.  The sensations finally overtook her and she came.  I can only imagine what it must feel like to a guy’s cock to have someone’s asshole contracting around it during an orgasm, because hers was squeezing the daylights out of the two fingers I’d buried in her butt.

As her muscular contractions began to subside, I pulled my fingers out of her ass and held them at her mouth.  She looked at me for a minute and I gave her one of those, “You know what to do” looks.  She opened her mouth and permitted my fingers to enter.  I could feel her soft, delicate tongue dancing around them as she cleaned them for me.  “That’s a good little whore.  Get up and let’s get dressed for tonight.”

As I crawled out of bed, I reached back into the drawer and withdrew another little present for Anni; one that I knew she’d love – a newly acquired nJoy anal plug.  “Put this in your ass.  Right here, so I can watch.”  I knew this request wouldn’t faze her, but I wanted to enjoy the visual of her face down, ass up pushing that silver plug into her butt.  She did as she was told – it took a couple of minutes, but her ass finally took the plug.  She let out a little grunt as the bulbous knob penetrated her asshole and her anal muscles collapsed around the stem to hold it in place.  “You’ll wear that the rest of the evening.”  I swatted her on the ass and told her to get up.  I saw her head over to her suitcase.

“What are you doing?”

“I was going to get something to wear tonight.”

“I have your clothes for tonight, specially selected just for you.”  I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was hesitant about seeing what I’d picked out for her.  “Don’t worry, it’s hot, and you’ll look smokin in it.”

I went over to my closet and came out with her outfit for the evening.  “Here’s a leather micro-mini skirt for you, and a leather sleeveless half-top.  They match your collar, more or less, so you’ll be all coordinated and shit.  And of course, skip the underwear, you won’t need any.” As I gauged her reaction, it occurred to me that she spent more time blushing than anyone I’d ever seen before.  It’s a good thing the club is pretty dark.

I watched her put her clothes on and thought to myself, I am going to be the envy of Cockblock tonight.  Who else is going to have a gorgeous slut following them around on a leash this evening?  Oh, wait, this is Cockblock.  I may not be the only one!  Haha.

We got dressed, headed down to the car, and then it occurred to me that there’d be a better way to humiliate this little bitch.  “I tell you what, let’s walk to the club, k?  Come on.”  I pulled her leash and we ambled our way out of the garage onto the road out that ran by the front of my apartment.

I’d left Anni’s hands unbound, no handcuffs, no rope or anything like that.  Binding her hands would’ve cast her as a “victim” in the eyes of an untrained observer, providing her with some modicum of sympathy.  Leaving her hands free told everyone that she was doing this willingly, which served to reinforce her image as a willing little slut.  So here I was walking down Mission Street pulling my half dressed little whore on a leash.  What a sight to behold.  It took us a good half hour to walk to reach our destination.

As we walked down the sidewalk, amongst the masses of people, the majority of them didn’t even bother to take notice.  I shouldn’t be surprised, though, since this is San Francisco.  Still, there were the occasional murmurs (and shouts) of “What a slut,” “What a whore,” “Freak,” and various other epithets.   At one point Anni screamed at someone for touching her.  I stopped in the middle of the crowd and slapped her and told her to allow people to do whatever they wanted to her.

As we walked up to the club, Anni literally stopped everyone in their tracks; mouths dropped open.  She was clearly going to be the Belle of the Ball tonight.  I was so proud.  I tugged her leash and led her inside.

Once inside I found Kari, one of the club owners.  “Have you got everything set up?”

“Yep.  The gloryhole is set up and ready to go when you are.”

Most everyone is familiar with the common gloryhole.  Guys put their cocks through a hole in a bathroom wall and some random person on the other side sucks it.  What we’ve arranged here is a female gloryhole.  This is basically a construction consisting of a stretcher upon which someone can lie down, and a chair with a hole in the center of the seat can be placed such that it straddles the horizontal person’s face.  The prone individual then services whoever sits on the chair.  Such was to be Anni’s fate tonight.

“Okay.  Thanks, Kari.  It’ll probably be a couple of hours before we’re ready to auction her services off.”

I took my little whore’s leash and led her out to the dance floor, where we started dancing.  We attracted quite a significant number of onlookers as I held her leash.  Anni knew how to dance, and I think we looked pretty hot on the dance floor.   We spent a good bit of our time making out and fending off other women trying to cut in.  I guess some people just don’t realize how rude it is to try to cut in on a whore and her owner.

At one point, Anni indicated that she needed to go pee, so I pulled her to the bathroom.  I know she thought I was going to let her just go in and take care of business, but that wasn’t the case.  I opened the stall door and told her to sit down and take care of business.  She just looked at me as if to ask to be allowed to shut the door.  “Just sit down and pee.  Everyone here’s seen another woman pee before.  You’re not special.”  So I stood there for a good five minutes while Anni mustered up the bladder courage to let go.  With that, we returned to dancing.

At 10PM, I let Kari know that it was time to auction off the whore.  So she arranged to clear the stage and have the DJ stop everything.  I pulled Anni up onto the stage, and Kari handed me the microphone.  “Ladies, I’d like to introduce you to Anni.  Anni is here visiting me this week, and as you can see, she’s a submissive little whore.  Literally, a whore.  Tonight, we’ve set up a special arrangement where you can be serviced personally by my slut; orally, in fact.  And this little cunt knows how to eat pussy.  And ass for that matter.  So you’ll definitely get your money’s worth.

What we’re going to do is auction the bitch off.  The top three bidders will head to a room in the back, and Anni will personally bring each of you to an orgasm, while the others watch, either in the room or on the TVs you see around the room.  What you do is write down how much you’re willing to pay to have the little slut service you and drop it in the box, and we’ll call out the top three in an hour.  When you get in there you can treat her however you want – you can spit on her, piss on her, grind your crotch into her face, whatever you feel like doing.

“Can we see the goods?” someone from the crowd shouts.

“Take your clothes off, Anni, and show these people what they’re buying.”  I hadn’t really been paying too much attention to her while I was addressing the audience, but when I turned to look at her, she had that “deer in the headlights” look.  “Come on, whore, take it off.  These people are waiting to see what they’re paying for.”

Anni reached around and undid her top and let it fall to the ground, exposing her perky, nipple-pierced 34Bs.  And then she unzipped her skirt and let it fall as well.

“Turn around and show them your ass – spread your cheeks”

Again, Anni complied with my directions and turned to show the audience her butt plug.  A loud murmur arose from the crowd.

“As you can see, she’s a wild little slut.  You have an hour.  Anni will be mounted in the rack over here.  You’re all invited to come by and sample her, spank her, or whatever.  Just don’t remove the plug from her ass, that’s all I ask.”

I took her over to a doubled over rack just off the stage to the right and strapped her naked little body to it.  This had the effect of putting her face down, ass up with her ass facing the crowd.  I told the onlookers to not be shy, come feel her or whatever they wanted to do to inspect the whore they’d be buying.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me, you fucking bitch.”

I slapped her across the face.  “Don’t talk to me like that again, you fucking cunt.  You always talk about how worthless you are, and I am going to show you that you are worth something.  Perhaps not like you’d like to imagine, but that is of no consequence to me.”

A number of women approached the naked slut in the rack and began running their hands over her silky smooth body.  One brave soul stuck two fingers in her mouth in anticipation of penetrating Anni’s cunt with them.  “You won’t need that.  She’s wet already.”  The woman stuck her two fingers into Anni’s pussy and slowly finger fucked her for a couple of minutes.  I could hear the squishing noises coming from her cunt as she was fucked.  Another woman grabbed the little handle on Anni’s butt plug and jiggled it.  Anni let out a little grunt as the tension increased on the anal intruder.

A few women came by and slapped Anni’s ass, some quite hard, in fact.

“She has a gorgeous body.  Is she really 36?”

“Yes, ma’am, she is.  She is a hot piece of ass to be sure.”

The woman turned around and licked and bit one of Anni’s butt cheeks.

“How does it feel to have your cunt and ass open for inspection, as if you were being sold as a sex slave in the old days, Anni?  Aren’t you glad you came to visit me, sweety?”

As the hour wore on, more and more women came by to check out the whore.  Several asked questions about her unique butt plug.  I had Anni answer them.  When the time was up, I unhooked Anni from the rack and we went back up onto the stage.  “Anni is going to sort the cards and we should know within a few minutes who among you will be the lucky recipients of her services tonight.”  The crowd went back to dancing while Anni sorted the cards and came out with the top three bidders.

“Looks like our three winners are Samantha S., Tonia R., and Jackie D.  Collectively, the three of you bid over a thousand dollars.  I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.  Give us a few minutes to get set up and then meet us at the entrance to the VIP Room.  The rest of you can either come in to the room itself to watch or you can watch the proceedings on the TVs spread out around the room.”

With that, I led Anni to the VIP Room on her leash.

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This concludes Anni’s story.  Sadly, the inspiration I had to write this story line is no longer with me, so in all likelihood, I won’t be writing any subsequent parts.  You’ll just have to let your imagination dictate what Anni does for her thousand dollars. 

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