Day One hundred and twelve - Kiss the whip

And when the day came to go to that special event, I hesitated. Something kept me back, almost as if telling that going would not be neither a prudent nor wise decision. I was at Hugo's and we were discussing whether or not we would go out. I don't think I was feeling inclined to go anywhere, if I'm honest, but at the last possible moment i thought 'screw  it' and started to make my way to where the 'party' was being held. It was still quite a ways away from where I was, and as I was getting there I hooked up with this couple I was friends with - Pedro and Marta. In fact, Pedro wasn't just a friend, he was also someone with whom I worked with, and got along really, really well. In the not so distant future he'll be playing a big part in a story that involves him and Ana.

So, after meeting them quite close to the place, we made out way there. We were greeted at the door not only by 'John' himself, but by Sara as well. And Sara... oy. She was clad in a corset that left her ample breasts completely bare. Pierced, her large, round nipples were, and I... I had no idea what I was getting into, did I? So, in I come, and Sara pulls me to the side to let me know that I would be going up for sale in that 'slave auction' I spoke of. I'd never agreed to it, but boobs. I really tried to look her in the eyes as much as I could, but boobs. Shortly after, she took her leave - it might've been that she had some responsibilities/duties regarding the event itself. I met up with Pedro and Marta again, we talked for a bit, I felt completely out of place there, and proceeded to get as wasted as I could. I knew what was soon coming, and I wouldn't be able to go through it sober. 

So eventually me and a few others were rounded up to be put up for auction - and I don't want to tout myself, but I was by far the most attractive prospect. I might've been the last one sold - the other 'specimens' were sold for measly sums. Myself, I was subject to a dispute between Sara and multiple other parties, and she came out winning. She picked me up, we went to sign a 'contract', though I told her that I wasn't into kinky stuff. What happened next I barely remember now, and I could only half remember the following day. I know that I stayed with Sara until we were asked to leave because the place was closing down for the night, and then we stayed together until morning. Somewhere along the way we started kissing, and probably we agreed to start seeing each other from then on. I don't really know - sometimes it feels like everything about that night happened to someone else, not me.