One of the downsides to being able to control others is how little impulse control I sometimes have.
For instance last weeks I was out at the mall, I know such an antiquated thing, but still, there I was. Wandering around, looking at the mix of trashy stores, empty units, and scam of the day vendors, when there she was standing beside one of those cheesy phone case kiosks.
The first thing that popped in to my head when I saw her as I approached was, “Damn, I’d like to fuck that ass.”
Ten minutes later she was bent over her own stool, panties around her ankles, crying out for me to go deeper, harder, and faster into her ass.
I am proud of myself that afterwards I did let her go back to her old life, something I had a bad habit of not doing… hence why I was standing in front of a dozen or so of my harem in a local ballroom.
You see, I tend to collect girls when they strike my fancy… but even I don’t have unlimited time and space, so they often get relegated to my less frequented properties. In the past, they might have stayed there for years, but about five years ago I forced myself to do something about it.
Now, each year, I collect the girls that haven’t been top of mind for some time, and bring them to auction.
By then end of the night, all of the girls in front of me would belong to new owners. Some of them destined to be dedicated trophy wives, some going to work at strip clubs or brothels, a few going overseas to supplement more traditional harems, and a few becoming famous on internet porn sites.
“Alright girls, look over this way.” I commanded and their heads all snapped towards me.
The group photo had become a tradition since I started the auction, and tonight was no different.
“Smiles girls and say ‘sex slaves’.”
Gleaming white teeth appeared on each of the girls faces as they all said “Sex slaves!” with enthusiasm.
I snapped several photos with my phone and then put it away.
Finally, I did the one last tradition and walked up in front of the group and carefully studied each one of them.
Most were wide eyed and almost panting at how close I was, desperate for any attention I might give them. I took a look at the four that had gotten down on theirs knees, it was a good sign that they instinctively knew that was their proper position, but likewise meant that they were of little interest to me, so I excluded them first.
The three on the right all had interesting looks, but none of them peaked my interest either.
The two blonde sisters in the middle had certainly been fun at the time, but they weren’t twins and I already had proper set of twins back at the house.
I didn’t remember anything in particular about the four in the back left, so they were off the list, which only left the one to the left of the sisters in teh orange pants.
I put my finger under her chin and raised her head up, “What was your name again?” I asked.
“Lauren, Master.” she replied.
I smiled and nodded, “That’s right, Lauren.”
Lauren had been a squealer as I recalled, highly vocal in all the right ways.
“Tell me Lauren, what would you do to remain in my harem?”
Her eyes lit up, “ANYTHING!” she cried out in excitement.
“Get giant fake tits?” I asked.
She nodded, “Yes! As big as you want Master!”
“Get so much botox that you can hardly move a muscle in your face?”
“Yes! Yes!”
“Become little more than a blow up doll squeaky toy for me?”
“I’ll be the best squeaky toy ever Master!” she cried out.
I nodded and then stepped back a little, “Then head out to my car and wait for me there.”
The familiar squeal of her voice filled the room as she wiggled her ass as quickly as she could towards another year in my harem.
The faces of the other girls fell and they knew they would not get clemency and their fates were not set.
“Oh don’t looks so sad girls… you’ll soon belong to a new owner who’s going to treat you better than I have these last few months.”
A chorus of denials rose up from them, all some variation of how lucky there were to have me as their master and that I could never treat them poorly.
I settled them down and waved them off, each finding their assigned positions for the viewing. The buyers would be arriving soon, and then the auction could start.
