Thread: Bought at auction (lowblow emma x bimbo a la blonde)

bimbo a la blonde said Taken aback at the woman's sudden directiveness and stern manner, amber stared at her, then in a low soft voice replied.....I'm so sorry....no, please join me, I'm afraid I'm just not great company tonight.....just waved bye-bye at a relationship.........she picked up the drink the woman offered her, held it up and smiled....and thanks for this..... Amber re crossed her legs, a pinlight from the ceiling reflecting off the glitter of her 4 heels....she planned to surprise her boyfriend when she got home and do a little prick teasing so she picked out just the right bait---a one piece mini dress that only went down to mid-thigh, a deep plunge bra that had cups so thin her nipples literally poked through and a pair of silver string bikini panties.... Amber took a healthy swallow of her second drink, the one that the gracious woman had bought her....between the first drink that she had taken down much too quickly and the drug that the woman had placed in the second, amber was starting to feel the effects, her speech becoming slurred, her eyesight playing tricks on her and her gait somewhat unsteady..... Standing up, she downed the remainder of the drink.....d-d-d-don't they h-have a dance floor in th-th-this place?.....she waved her empty glass around, then tried to sit back down, missing the cushion and almost sliding under the table.....should cel--celebrate kissing off that son of a bitch boyfriend of mine..... amber got back up, sat demurely straight, then passed out as the drug took it's intended effect..... Click to expand... That was quick. Drunk it too quickly. I hoped to get more out of her than that. What was she mumbling about? Something about a boyfriend? Mumbling I make a mental note that is definitely something I will have to stop, clients dont like that. This girl is going to take some training before she is ready for sale. I have barely started my drink and I have no intention of hurrying. I sip it slowly, savouring each mouthful before letting it slowly drain down my throat. Between sips, I give this girl a preliminary check. First appearance what I saw from the door. Well built, good height, nice size breasts, strong thighs, plenty to work with here. A few customers look across at this girl slumped on the floor. I stare back and they return to their drinks quickly. Clothing next She knows how to dress to please, and to tease. Probably tease that boyfriend she mentioned. High heels and a dress that clings. No need to undress her to know what is underneath. But it is always best to be thorough. I pull down the top of the dress. The bra barely contains her tits and her nipples protrude so much that they threaten to rip the sheer fabric. Nice. I feel an itch in my crotch. I hear a man at the next table gasp as he looks down. I ignore him. I roll up the dress to check out her crotch. Wow. Ill have those silver panties that sparkle in the light and barely cover her pussy. I hear a woman at the next table say she wonders where she bought them. I ignore her. Finally with my drink finished, I bend, pick her up and throw her over my shoulder to carry her to room 5. Her short dress barely covers her ass, which gets appreciative glances from the customers, male and female. Thats a good sign. Customer surveys are always helpful in selecting and pricing merchandise. The bar tender was right about room 5. It is comfortable. A large bed with clean sheets, some rugs and chairs, and a range of equipment and appliances for the more discerning customers. Some of those will come in handy. I drop my load on the bed and peel off her dress, the silver string bikini panties sparkle and tiny bra. I throw the bra into the bin. Wont need that. The dress will be useful for transporting her out. I put the bikini panties into my pocket, they dont take up much room. I run my hands over her body. Soft flesh, blemish free, good muscle tone, breasts provide plenty of movement to play with, labia well defined, and a neat little clit tucked away in there. She certainly looks good, she feels good, but I need to be sure. Looks and feel can be so deceptive. There must be no risk of her being returned as unsatisfactory. Reputation is everything in this business. And she may only be able to work with men. That wont do. She needs to work with either sex. I will have to try her out, but its no good trying that when she is unconscious. Id hoped for some fun before she passed out. That means I will just have to wait. Fortunately, I only gave her one tablet. In the meantime, I tie her wrists and feet to the bedposts, so she is spread-eagled on the bed. No need for a gag in this place, but on reflection and just in case, I pop one on. I stand over her for a moment and feel that itch again. On the way to the door, I check that the management have provided strapons and didlos. They have, and thoughtfully in a range of sizes. I lock the door and go back to the bar for another drink.