CHAPTER 3 - THE AUCTION
Shadows seem to dance all around him when Brad tried to open his eyes while the sound of voices penetrated his brain. Each time his eyes fluttered open, Brad shook his head trying to clear the cobwebs in his brain. Struggling to keep his eyes open, he saw shadows dancing on the walls in front of him and the sound of female voices echoed in his head. Closing his eyes, he felt the inviting sleep overwhelm him for a few moments and then voices broke through the foggy barrier. Again he would open them, seeing more shadows moving hauntingly around him accompanied by louder sounds of people talking and an occasional peal of laughter.
Slowly the deep slumber gave way to shadows becoming clearer and the voices more distinct. He was able to keep his eyes open a bit longer each time they fluttered open and slowly the fog in his brain began to lift. As the shadows began to take shapes, he saw a lot of women milling around, chatting and pointing, sometimes at him.
His tongue slipped out of his mouth, swiping across his dry lips, trying to moisten them. Moving his arms, he was surprised when they only moved a short distance and another more piercing sound penetrated his brain. It was the sound of metal clanking against the cold stone wall behind him. Glancing up, Brad saw the shiny metal shackles binding his wrists and he pulled at them only to realize his wrist were restrained. It was then that he realized he was restrained to a cold stone wall. As his eyesight became clearer, his gaze darted to the left and then to the right, seeing women dressed in various leather outfits, looking at him with smiles on their faces and then turning to someone standing nearby, whispering and gesturing at him.
Pulling again on the restraints, Brad's brain became more attentive, realizing that he was some kind of prisoner. Panic began to set in as he tried hard to figure out what happened and where he was. The last thing he remembered was the doctor and her two assistants standing near him with two large men. The images of him on the exam table with the doctor behind him, stroking him until he gave up his cream for her two assistants rattled around in his head.
"That fucking tetanus shot," he muttered under his breath as the recollection of pretty blonde medical assistant giving him a shot screamed in his head.
His eyes opened wider, looking around the room, seeing the women dressed in scantily clad outfits. One woman had a leash in their hand, guiding another woman who wore a collar. There were other women holding leashes, guiding young men or women wearing similar collars attached to their neck around the room. Trying hard to get his bearings, he thought about the doctor and then Ms. Colton, who required he sign a contract. It was all coming back to him like a tidal wave that crashes on the shore.
Brad remembered the cunning smile on the doctor and nurse's faces. "She drugged me," screamed in his head as the realization of what happened to him hit like a ton of bricks. Pulling hard on the shackles only sent searing pain tearing through his wrists. "Where am I?" he called out, in a loud and demanding voice as his head jerked from the right to left.
There, standing nearby he saw Ms. Colton talking to some women dressed in suggestive leather outfits. He recognized her servant, Lisa, standing behind her dressed in a very sexy outfit rather than what he normally saw her in, her usual black and white maid uniform. She was wearing a revealing dark blue leather outfit that left very little to the imagination. The top had straps over each shoulder that traversed downward over her breasts barely concealing anything and then down to a skimpy thong. The two straps were connected at several points along her body in an effort to keep them in place. All one had to do was tug on either strap and they would fall harmlessly out of the way, exposing her nakedness. Light blue nylons held up by a blue garter belt adorned her longs legs and around her neck was a matching studded collar with a leather lead arching down in front of her leather outfit, disappearing into Ms. Colton's hand.
He focused on his boss who was also dressed in an outfit that made his eyes open wider. Her long red tresses hung over her shoulders, partially hiding a black neck collar with silver spikes. Glancing downward, he took in her black bustier with red ribbon trim and a red bow between her ample breasts, along with matching black bikini bottoms that also had a similar red ribbon design. His eyes left the red bow just above her sex, moving downward along her long legs to the black knee high stiletto boots. For a moment he couldn't believe his boss was dressed as a sultry siren. She had pranced around the pool in a string bikini but nothing this provocative. Taking in her alluring features, his eyes cast upward, seeing her looking in his direction.
His mouth was parched and he licked at them with his tongue while watching her move toward him with Lisa in tow. She had a different kind of smile on her face that sent chills down his spine. A riding crop was nestled in her free hand and when she stood in front of him, she ran the leather tip over his naked chest.
"What the fuck is going on Ms. Colton?" he asked trying to get away from the leather tip.
"Now is that any way to say hello to your boss." She flicked her wrist, sending the leather tip against one nipple.
Brad flinched from the instant pain. "Why am I chained up like an animal? This was not part of our contract!" he yelled seeing other women stopping to look in his direction.
Marie Colton looked at her landscaper with a wry smile. "Well it most certainly is Brad. It states you are to do what I wish and ...," she stopped for a dramatic effect. "Right now this is what I wish for you do to please me."
Yanking on the restraints, Brad's face started to turn red with anger. "You can't get away with this? I'll get a lawyer and take you to court!" his voice rising another octave.
