Preface

 

Auction Island II picks up right where Auction Island left off! The two captured and enslaved families are now deep in their humiliating fates on the dreadful sex-slave training island. Witnessing the humiliating use and sale of several gorgeous sex-slaves on the dreaded auction stage, three of the new slave arrivals are made to wait and left to imagine their impending visits to the terrifying piercing room. Having been designated to receive their own personalized sets of shiny nipple rings, all the newly enslaved women could do was watch the events unfolding around them on the auction stage. Unable to fight off the effects of the elixir that was igniting their libidos, their helpless bound bodies continued to surrender to the humiliation and despair that engulfed them. Deep down, they knew their fates were sealed.

At the mercy of the island's highly skilled slave trainers and lust crazed guests, there's Carrie, the beautiful, 42-yr. old mother to Kara and Kevin. Standing 5' 8" tall with long, straight, sandy blonde hair that hung slightly below her impressively plump and firm D-cup breasts; her alluring hazel eyes, captivating smile and provocatively sexy figure captured the attention of any man and many women from all around. Married to Paul, her 44-yr old husband stood 6' 1" tall with a sexy, handsomely toned body. Adorned with dark short hair, deep brown eyes, six-pack abs and chiseled facial features, his smooth perfectly groomed body was a remarkable sight. Like his beautiful wife and daughter, he was quite the attention getter!

Their daughter Kara was an adorable teenager with long blonde hair and a penetrating smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. The 18-yr old beauty stood 5' 7" tall with an adorably sexy body that made her irresistible. Blessed with her mother's gorgeous shape and features, including her impressive jutting breasts that were slightly larger than her mother's, the young woman was a remarkably desirable treat herself!

Their 22-yr old son Kevin, stood 6' 2" tall with a highly alluringly sexy, hard body himself. His workout routine kept his impressive athletic frame in tip-top shape. Married to Sabrina, his 21-yr old wife was a beautiful petite girl. Standing 5' 4" tall, the sexy tart was adorned with loosely curled brown hair, penetrating green eyes, perfectly pouty lips that highlighted a deviant smile. The gorgeous creature simply screamed sex-appeal.

Then there was Carrie's best friend Jennifer, wife to Jason and mother to Justin. Turning 40-yrs old, their fateful trip was to celebrate Jennifer's milestone birthday. At 5' 8" tall, the gorgeous brunette was blessed with a model's sexy body, sporting large firm breasts, a sexy smile, a firm budding ass and shapely tone legs that made men gawk in awe.

Married to Jason, her 43-yr old husband was a real catch too. Standing 6' 2" tall, he had short dark hair with awe inspiring looks and dreamy eyes that made women pause with intrigue. Sporting a very well-kept body with rippling abs and powerful legs, he was also a very well-endowed man. Somewhat quiet compared to his lovely wife, he was a distinguished and confident man, making him a very capable and desirable partner in and out of the bedroom. The two were inseparable on many levels; until they arrived at the island in tight, naked bondage!

Their 21-yr old son Justin, was about to graduate from college. At 6' tall, he was a soccer player at his school, so he had a slender, athletic build. He was a clean-cut young man, with short brown hair, a cleanly shaven face and a down home smile. Married to Kaitlynn, his 20-yr old wife was a real cutie at 5' 6" tall, with blue eyes and long, sandy blonde hair. Her beautiful, silky-smooth skin had a sexy hint of freckles on her face. Her astonishingly full D-cup breasts couldn't have been any higher and perkier on her slender, sexy frame. She was absolutely a prize to be cherished!

The two sets of parents were the best of friends, as were their kids and daughters-in-law! They frequently hung out together, partied together, and often vacationed together. There wasn't anything the two highly social families weren't comfortable doing together; that is until they found themselves on Auction Island!

And as if things couldn't have been worse for Carrie, she discovered that her seemingly ageless and very wealthy parents were also enslaved on the dreadful island. Kathleen and Arthur were in their early 60s but didn't look a day over 45! Having been retired for a couple of years now and traveling the world on their whims, they were an easy acquisition for the island's owner! Both were unusually attractive and active; classy and vibrant individuals, who took extraordinary care of themselves. Captured and interned on the slave island weeks earlier, Carrie soon learned it was their extraordinary wealth that funded the complex scheme that allowed for the two families to be captured and so cruelly enslaved.

Kathleen had stunning, long silvery gray hair that was a focal point of her sheer beauty. Her slender, well-toned body carried a pair of impressively firm double-D breasts that she was very proud of. She had a very pretty face with sexy hazel eyes, a heartwarming smile, and flawless skin for a woman of her age. Arthur stood 6' 2" tall, some 8-inches taller than his gorgeous wife. He was a former college athlete who never ventured away from the workout regimens that kept him in tip top shape. Sporting broad shoulders with impressive pecs and a hard, flat stomach, he had short, salt & pepper hair that gave him a look of distinction with pure sex appeal.

Whether in the throes of their intensely humiliating training as sex-slaves, pony-slaves or labor slaves, the helpless families were defenseless against their trainers and the relentless effect of the horrific elixir that kept them so intensely horny. Unable to escape the evil elixir that reprogrammed their brains to respond to despair and humiliation with raw sexual excitement, their inflamed libidos were now fully in control of their helplessly horny bodies. They simply could not resist their captors' wills!

Facing their imminent delivery to the piercing parlor once the auction concluded for the day, Carrie, Kara, and Sabrina (Carrie's daughter-in-law) were afforded too much time to think about the fate of their hypersensitive nipples. Destined to receive the rings of slavery, the closer the auction got to the end, the more anxious, even horny, their elixir induced bodies became.

Chapter 1 - Their Humiliating Torment keeps on going!

 

Another two hours passed before the harrowing slave auction was finally winding down. Having been made to witness several sexy slaves of both sexes up for sale on the stage, they could only imagine their own fates. And thanks to the elixir, the more they witnessed and imagined for themselves, the more their bodies betrayed them. Even with the countless sexy women and men they witnessed bound, on display, and sold to the highest bidder, there was one gorgeous female slave offering that truly garnered their full attention.

Of Russian descent and in her early twenties, the beautiful young slave girl's experience on the stage was beyond anything they had seen so far or could have imagined. Naked and clearly distraught as she slowly emerged from her cage at the back of the stage, she was on the end of a very taut leash attached to the thick leather collar around her neck. With her arms tightly fastened together behind her back at her wrists and elbows, she struggled to walk atop a pair of pencil thin 4-inch heels, with her ankles held close by a 6-inch hobble chain.

Clearly distressed, the beauty was helpless against her captor's will. Made to take short jarring steps atop her unsteady heels, the force of her steps was evident in her softly shuddering breasts. Her mind was reeling with the events she had witnessed so far from her personal cage at the back edge of the stage.

Having witnessed numerous beautiful young women sold-off as sex-slaves to large horny men, and Kara's encounter with the black man and his wife on the bondage table, her jumbled thoughts were a wet mess. Now seeing the terrifying bondage table empty and waiting for her on the stage, she tried to block out what that meant for her. She could also see Mistress Victoria in her royal chair, smirking at the empty bondage table as she enjoyed the unrelenting oral pleasure being delivered by her personal sex-slave, Carrie.

Sophia, the 19-yr old Russian goddess who just emerged onto the stage was a tall and sexy beauty, with bountiful breasts that stood out perfectly from her tall alluring body. She had long, wavy mahogany brown hair that was collected in a long sweeping ponytail that extended down her back while sporting big pleading brown eyes that were welled with tears and begging for mercy. Her sexy red lips were stretched wide around a large black ball-gag that filled her straining mouth as her flaring nostrils struggled to let enough air into her heaving chest. Sporting an extraordinarily toned body with a mesmerizing hourglass figure, the bound and helpless slave girl was a remarkable sight on stage.

Sophia's wild, franticly scanning eyes didn't know where to focus as she grappled with her inevitable fate. She had been in training for this day on the auction stage for many weeks now, but that did not mean it was any easier being sold as a sex-slave. Her wide eyes were darting between the awful strap laden bondage table on stage, Mistress Victoria in her chair, the increasingly boisterous crowd, and the slave tender pulling firmly on her leash as her remarkable body slowly surrendered to the inevitable.

Deeply humiliated, dismayed, and horrified by her bondage and impending fate, those were exactly the emotions designed to trigger the elixir that would ignite her pussy - and it was working just as designed! Unable to suppress her body's response, her nipples were becoming so erect they ached under the building pressure as her womanly juices began to flow from her silky-smooth slit. She could feel the slippery moisture forming between her labia lips as she struggled against the steady pull of her leash. Unable to speak through her large gag, her sobbing groans of despair was music to the ears of those watching the beautiful Russian struggle. Having grown somewhat accustomed to the effects of the elixir during her months of private training sessions, she was not emotionally prepared to be on stage in front of an audience.

Starting to gasp involuntarily with sexual excitement, Sophia knew she was doomed, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to try and resist falling victim to the fucking table under the spotlight on the stage! Becoming overwhelmed by the confusing emotions she was now feeling, she couldn't deny her increasing need for a fat cock deep in her pussy, even if she feared the man seed that she knew would erupt inside her fertile womb. She knew her body's cycle and she knew this was not a good time for a cock to erupt inside her womanly tunnel...

Unwilling to voluntarily approach the bondage table that had recently been placed on the stage just for her, she tried to slow her advance as her head shook side-to-side in objection. She knew exactly what was in store for her once she was mounted to that table. Having already witnessed Kara's gut-wrenching ordeal on an identical table, her blood ran cold even as her body boiled with excitement.

Moaning louder and louder as she slowly lost her battle with the slave-tender in control of her leash, and her own horny body, the audience began to applaud when the she-males, Alex and Kym, suddenly appeared on stage. The sexy she-males were always a crowd favorite. To the obvious delight of the audience, the she-males quickly took control of the grunting and groaning Russian slave girl and assisted with getting her to the table.

The highly alluring she-males were both in their early 20s. Sporting remarkably sexy female figures with beautiful faces, thick hair, sexy stocking clad legs, and full C-cup breasts with shiny rings dangling from their impressive nipples, it was only their erect and bobbing 7" cocks that gave away their secret... Collared, with leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles, it was clear that they were slaves themselves, simply put to work in service of the island!

Firmly grasping Sophia's bound elbow behind her back, Alex spoke softly into her ear, "Is this how you were trained to act... is it? Do you need to be punished for the audience, darling?"

Gasping through her flaring nostrils, she lowered her head, moaned, and gently shook it 'No'.

"Then I strongly suggest you draw on your training as we proceed. Your trainers worked hard to ensure your compliant and obedient service. I would not want to disappoint them... do you?"

Nearly sobbing now, Sophia again gently shook her head 'No'.

"Excellent," Alex replied. "Now, when the slave-tender let's go of your leash and I your arm, you WILL turn to face the auctioneer, lower your head and eyes, and listen respectfully. Is that understood?"

Nodding her head in compliance as she fought to stymie a building orgasm, a tear ran down her left cheek as she worked to catch her breath.

Watching the proceedings on stage from behind the podium, the auctioneer began to speak once again when he saw Alex and the slave-tender release their grip of control, allowing the frantic slave to voluntarily turn toward his podium and bow her head.

Smiling big as his excited eyes scanned the gorgeous bound Russian, the auctioneer banged his gavel to the podium to begin the session, startling Sophia.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have an absolutely delightful offering to conclude our proceedings for today."

Pausing briefly to allow Sophia's heart to pound wildly in her chest while the audience waited with bated breath for him to continue. "This sex-slave's name is Sophia... a name as lovely as she is! She comes to us from Russia with love," he chuckled as the audience giggled aloud.

"Her father, Colonel Pavel, was convicted of espionage and high crimes against the mother land... As penance for his crimes, his daughter Sophia and his wife Natalia were immediately remanded by the ruling regime.

Looking out over the waiting audience, be quipped, "It's an extraordinarily tantalizing story, one that I'm sure you will enjoy hearing as much as I will enjoy telling!"

Pausing again for effect, the increasingly enthusiastic audience waited for her story toward captivity on the island to begin. Clearing his throat, he continued, "Immediately following his quick guilty verdict, the Colonel was made to watch as his loved ones were immediately manhandled and stripped naked following his guilty verdict. The now convicted traitor was helpless to stop the courtroom guards from remanding his frantic wife and daughter.

"Already in cuffs and leg irons as was customary at a military tribunal, he had four strong court officers flanking him, who were now roughly jamming a large ball-gag in his mouth when he went to object to what was happening. Unable to respond physically or verbally now, he could only watch in horror as his wife and daughter had their arms roughly pulled behind their backs and placed in shiny shackles. With the sound of the shackles clicking closed around their wrists and elbows, he could only watch helplessly as the guards pushed large ball-gags into their mouths too. The look of panic in their eyes as the rubber balls were seated deep behind their teeth was something he'll never be able to forget."

Taking a moment to marvel at the intrigue of his audience, the auctioneer soon continued, "Once Colonel Pavel and his family were secured and silenced, the captured women got to watch the officers cut off the Colonel's clothing with scissors. The well-trained and experienced officers had him naked in a matter of seconds. His stunned wife and daughter then watched in disbelief as a thin cable cinching device, with a thin dangling cord attached to it, was placed around his impressive manhood. His wife's wide eyes zeroed in on her husband's recently shaved manhood as his impressive cock and dangling balls were roughly pulled through the snug loop. Even while anticipating what was going to happen next, Natalia still gasped and winced when the wire loop was tenaciously pulled closed - extremely tightly."

Pausing the story to ask Sophia an intentionally tormenting question, he asked, "Sophia, sweety... Am I getting this right, my dear?"

Moaning and panting through her nostrils, the mortified slave girl gently nodded her head in agreement.

"Excellent... shall I continue, darling?"

Again, the mortified girl meekly nodded her head in compliance.