Bad Girl Pt. 06 by BigMadStork,BigMadStork

Sophia adds, “We invite them to dinner, give them the scripts, and then send them to the building to wash up, change, play, and wash up. I agree this will be so much fun that we must share.”

I walk into my room, dropping clothes as I go, Vickie picks up my clothes, and then follows me, places them in the hamper, then steps into the shower. Vickie joins me but won’t play with me. She does allow me to get her off using fingers and my mouth. I attach my lips to her nipples while my hand goes crazy in her pussy.

I am running two fingers up and down in her pussy quickly. I then move to circles, only going side to side, followed by more circles. She’s getting quite the workout. She’s screaming because this is new, and she is excited and surprised. Her eyes are popping out of her head. She surprises me by collapsing.

I had her bending backways as I worked on her nipples. She’s leaning on my arm, that’s holding her in place. When she collapses, I’m in the perfect position to grab her and keep her from falling on the hard tile. I rinse my hair and then take the body to the bedroom, where I dry her off. She will be up any second.

I start drying myself. I have a huge smile on my face. Vickie clearly enjoyed that very much. My limited shots are saved for Phyllis tonight, which Vickie knows and is why she wasn’t palms on the shower wall.

Vickie is wearing a nice dress. No shoes, socks, bra, or underwear. My uniform is nothing more than a huge cape that wraps around me and a nice-looking crown.

I didn’t see this coming. The cape is a dark velvety purple with gold trim, and I think they’re called shoulder boards, like they use in the military. As Vickie places the crown on my head, she looks at me with awe.

Vickie says in a soft voice, “I want you so bad right now. You are absolutely delicious in that crown. The cape is OK, but oh my, that crown was made for you. Come on, stud, let’s go.”

We are the first at the elevator. All the others are dressed like Vickie, a nice but simple dress. They all comment on my attire. They’re big fans. We go upstairs using the dedicated elevator and then move to the opposite side of the room where the stage is. A pedestal with an oversized chair is my perch. The others take up positions around the stage.

The room is a whole lot different looking this time. They used some type of large painted panels to create a new look for the entire room.

It looks more … sinister, more like a dungeon. It’s not like rock or anything, but it’s dark with LED torches and arches. This is so cool. Each week they can repaint them or gather a collection without taking much room.

This week, even the ceiling is painted black to add that almost underground effect. Everyone is looking around with wonder. I see Vickie texting Pat.

While we wait for Phyllis, I say to the women, “If this is any indication of the effort they will go through, our Saturdays are going to be awesome.”

Sophia explodes, “I love the walls. OH MY GOD! There are so many possibilities. I love what they’ve done.”

I hear the elevator.

Everyone is silent. Pat brings a shackled and chained Phyllis into the room, pushing her shoulders as he did me. They go through the room, upon the stage, and then back into the covered hallway. He leaves her there and then walks out, waves at us while smiling, and then is gone via the elevator.

I step down from my chair and grab Phyllis by the chains. She doesn’t fight me. She is blindfolded still and can’t see anything. I raise her hands up and attach the chain to a hanging hook. She can stand flat-footed, but she can’t move more than a few inches.

She’s wearing a nice red dress. In seconds I rip it to shreds, scaring her. She’s naked and shaking like a leaf.

I say to the group, “This is our last slave for bidding tonight. This is her first time here. She has zero points, meaning she can’t say no to anything or anyone. She is a blank canvas.”

I pull her wet hair lightly, “She has plenty of hair for pulling and yanking.”

I maul her medium-sized breasts, I would guess a 34C, maybe a big 32B, “She isn’t well endowed, but they’re still perky, bouncy, and oh my, nice long nipples. Look at those things!”

I lightly bite her breasts, causing her to moan.

I laugh out loud, “Oh yes, she is primed for sex tonight.”

I twirl my large thumb in her pussy, doing the same thing I did to Vickie. Phyllis starts screaming. My family doesn’t look happy with me until she orgasms and hangs by her wrists.

“Certainly, everyone can see that river running down her legs,” I point out with a smile on my face.

“She is ready for a night of fun. Who wants to start the bidding?”

From several different speakers, so it sounds like people in the audience from other locations, Kim says, “$100.”

Pat shouts out, “$200.”

A carpenter shouts, “$300.”

Sandy shouts out, “$400.”

The other carpenter says, “$600.”

I can see Phyllis is still shaking. A wait a minute, allowing the fear and uncertainty to build and excite her. I remove the blindfold. Only our group is here. Her head is swiveling, looking for the others.

I bend over and whisper, “Those were recorded voices that were timed to play on the different speakers. It freaked me out as well.”

She looks visibly relieved.

Jane says, “My friends have pooled our money. We bid $1247.”

I go back to my chair, where there is a gavel.

I shout out, “Anyone else … Going Once! Going twice! Anyone …. SOLD to the bombshell in the front row.”

I jump down, un-hook Phyllis, then hand the keys to Jane.

I tell the women, “You have room six. Have fun.”

I go back to my chair. Phyllis is pulled away and looks over her shoulders with a sad look on her face.

At the door, Vickie says to Jane, “She’s here to get fucked. She should invite at least one guy.”

Sophia says, “None of us have enough points to get a decent guy. They could end up making us do shit.”

Juanita smiles, “I know what to do. Stay right here.”

She sprints to my chair. Kneels like I am her King.

I use my strong, commanding voice, “Rise, child. Do you have a question?”

She sits up, and with her big doe eyes, she says to me, “As you know, we just bought a slave. We will make her please us for hours. However, she wants a real cock, and there aren’t any quality cocks we can afford.”

I snicker, “You realize I have unlimited points. You will all service me all night.”

She smiles big, “I will endure all the fucking you can provide if it means we can reward our slave properly.”

I laugh, “I agree to your terms. Let’s go humiliate your woman.”

I pick Juanita up and throw her over my shoulder. They’re all giggling as Juanita yells at me to put her down. I lead everyone into the next room. WOW!

The panels in the next room are awesome. The detail is unreal. Imagine being out in a forest with trees surrounding you. Inside the room are a few devices that look like they could restrain a person. The weirdest piece is a beer keg with a dildo on top. The floor is actual grass. They sodded the entire room. There are plenty of flowers to add aroma. A fan turns on and off, seemingly at random. The room’s light also gradually brightens and dims as if clouds were going overhead. The grass feels awesome between my toes.