Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
He let that sink in a moment before continuing, “Obviously, only three of you have been chosen. For those of you not lucky enough to find a match today, you will be guaranteed a slot in a future auction. As further consolation, we invite those of you who don’t win their bids this time around to feel free to spend a few hours with three of our current trainees, Mei, Nicole and Jenna. They’re waiting in the dungeon at this very moment to serve you.”
There were some murmurs among the guys, but then the room quickly quieted. An edgy, anticipatory electricity crackled in the air. Ellen’s mouth was dry, her underarms damp. She kept her gaze lowered as she tried to focus on her breathing.
“I will call each sub forward one at a time and announce who has won possession of her for the next seven days,” Master Lawrence said. “Once I have announced her chosen Master, the slave is to take her place on the floor cushion at his side.”
You could have heard a pin drop as Master Lawrence said, “Amira, step forward.” Ellen held her breath as the girl stepped off her mat to the carpet, hands still behind her head.
After what struck Ellen as an interminable and unnecessarily theatrical pause, Master Lawrence finally intoned, “Aaron Jacobson, you have won the bid for this slave girl. Amira, take your place by your new Master.”
Ellen inhaled sharply. Master Aaron was out of the running. That only left Master Zach.
No, there are still five other guys sitting out there. Just because she’d chosen Master Zach in her head didn’t mean that’s who she would get. It could be any one of the remaining five. Even—
“Juliette, step forward.”
Ellen held her breath as Juliette moved from her mat. Again the theatrical pause, and then Master Lawrence said, “Tom Jenkins, you have won the bid for this slave girl. Juliette, take your place by your new Master.”
Ellen dared a glance at Master Tom. The man was grinning ear-to-ear. He was seated beside Master Damon, whose expression was impassive, his eyes hooded. Ellen looked away, seeking Master Zach instead. His eyes already on her, he quirked a brow, his lips curving into a smile.
“Ellen, step forward.”
Ellen’s heart thumped in her ears. Somehow, she managed to move though her legs had turned to rubber. Nerves jittering, she deliberately slowed her breathing as she’d been taught. Whoever they chose for her, she would be okay with it. They knew what they were doing. They would make the right choice.
“Damon Miller, you have won the bid for this slave girl. Ellen, take your place by your new Master.”
Chapter 4
Any thoughts Damon had had of bagging this whole thing fell away as Lawrence’s words reverberated in his head. Even if she hadn’t initially been his first choice, he’d beaten the odds and won the girl, and he did like winning.
Assuming he could get work out of his head, a solid week with this sexy, deeply submissive girl would be a delightful respite from real life. He was forced to admit to himself that he couldn’t wait to get started.
Ellen, on the other hand, looked like she’d just received a shock, and not necessarily a good one. At a none-too-gentle prod from Lawrence, she made her way toward Damon. Their eyes met as she lowered herself to the floor cushion beside him. When he smiled at her, color washed over her face as she ducked her head.
Damon was distracted from his observations about his new temporary slave girl by Anthony. “That completes the auction assignments,” he said, rising to his feet. “Zach, Jordan, Michael,” he said with a regretful smile, “I’m sorry you didn’t get a match this time out. I hope we’ll see all three of you again at another binding auction, as I believe each of you would make a worthy Master for the right sub. Meanwhile, please feel free to enjoy Mei, Nicole and Jenna, who await your pleasure in the dungeon. Lawrence will get you situated.”
Once Lawrence and the three losing Doms had filed out, Anthony turned to the remaining men and their kneeling subs. “Congratulations to all six of you. We have a boilerplate slave contract available on our website that you are free to tailor or you may devise one of your own.”
“Awesome,” Tom said, getting to his feet. “This has been amazing.” He moved toward The Enclave Doms, shaking both Lawrence and Anthony’s hands vigorously. “I can’t thank you enough. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a slave girl to claim.”
Anthony chuckled. “Of course, Tom. You’ll be taking Juliette to your place in town?”
“Yep,” Tom said. He looked to Juliette. “I’d love to keep you naked, beautiful girl, but you’d probably better put something on for the drive down,” he said with a grin.