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I looked around the room casually--my interests unpeaked. There were dozens of scantily clad women in the banquet hall, all with the same dull look in their eyes. As a whole they were unremarkable, years of worn submissiveness shown on their rouged cheeks. Many had their masters next to them--searching for new excitement to the lost thrill of their loyal submissives. Of course there were the new recruits as well, mostly pudgy college girls with too much makeup and too little clothing for their plump bodies. The masters and honored guests walked around the room (I being the latter), browsing the merchandise as they lowered their eyes, opened their legs and displayed their availability. There was a thick smell of perfume mixed with the deep, meaty smell of sex. It was not altogether unpleasant and the guests were enjoying polite conversation and light inspection of the merchandise that was to be auctioned off. I yawned yet again--nothing very impressive this year.

Suddenly there was something that caught my attention as well as about eighty percent of the other guests and masters. There she was in the far corner, surrounded by men with dark looks in their eyes that were brought to timid inspection. I had never seen her before and she was defiantly not like any other girl in the large hall. They desired her immediately, as did I. She looked out from behind strands of shoulder length straight blonde hair that fell over her large brown eyes. She had the look of utter fear in her eyes like someone who had stumbled into a secret party and very much did not belong there. Yet, she was ...

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