My holding...part 3 of Sofia's story

I am to be sold as a sex slave!        
A sex slave. A sex slave. Never again to be free.        
Trained, primed, ready. Addicted to sex. Needed it like I needed the air that filled my lungs. Sold. Sold to the highest bidder to be his sex slave.  
 
These thoughts played in my mind over and over. After I ate breakfast from my morning food tray, I showered. Settling down on my bed, I heard there approach. All three. My body tingled with excitement. Masks securely in place, they surrounded me. With a tenderness they had NEVER showed me EVER they chained me, secured my arms and legs, spread wide. The three masked men, my three masked men, started to caress every inch of my skin. They kissed me, sucked on me, tasted of me. One after another, sometimes two at a time they fucked me. Fucked me slowly, almost sweetly. Gently they unchained me. One sat on the stool, pulled me toward him to straddle him as I faced him and he penetrated me and kissed me with fire. He slowed. Paused. Another of the men poked at my ass, inching in with care. Deep, deeper. In. Out. Then they both started to move. One in, one out. One in, one out. Rocking me. Fucking me deep and slow and tender. The third locked his fingers in my hair and pulled my face to hiss for a deep, hard kiss. Tugged my face away and pushed my head down to his dick. He slid into my mouth slowly at first. Then all three, as if by some unknown to me cue, picked up the pace. My mouth fucked. My ass fucked. My cunt fucked. Oh the sweet sweet torture. In and out. Again and again. Over and over. Orgasm after orgasm. What is this? I can not remember anything so...loving. Is this love? I don't know what love is but this is...fucking intense. One last long, skin tingling, breath stealing orgasm was wrung from me and then...STOP.  
One lifted me, carried me over to my bed and sat me down. Each one walked over to me and kissed me tenderly on the mouth with...sorrow? Oh no! What now? After the last kiss, one spoke. "Today is the day. You will be transported for holding until such time as the date of your sale has been established" No no no, don't send me away. I don't want to leave you. No no. This is screaming in my head and I dare not speak it aloud. "We will miss you. Your training went very well you will make a fine pet" Pet. Pet. I don't wanna go be a pet. No. I wanna stay with my men. No no no no.  
"you may go shower and for the trip, you are to put this dress on. You have fifteen minutes. Then you will be sedated. You will obey all who you encounter to avoid discipline. Do you understand?" I shook my head as I fought to hold back the tears stinging at the back of my eyes. My heart was shattering. This is all I know. This is...home. I don't want to go.  
I quickly showered and dressed as I was instructed. Just as was explained to me, I was given a shot. As I drifted away, I could smell them, my men. Never to smell them again. Gray, gray darker darker...  
 
My eyes flutter. Squint to see. Where am I? No no no. What is this? Where am I? Why are they doing this to me? Please don't leave me all alone in here! Oh no, where am I? Where is everyone? Please, please someone come. I hate to be alone. Please don't leave me alone. I will be a good girl. I will obey every command. Please please I need someone. I need to be fucked. I need to be loved. I need to be fucked. Please please.  
Here I am in a miserable, cold, damp cave like space. My arms spread wide and tied by my wrists up high. My legs spread, my sex exposed and open. Tied by my ankles to a wooden cross. I am cold. I am scared. I am alone. Someone, anyone, please come talk to me. Please come touch me. Please come fuck me. Please. Please don't leave me hanging here, all alone. PLEASE. I hung there. Waiting. Hoping. Longing.  
No one. No one. Waiting. Waiting. I began to cry. I didn't know I could still cry. I was sure I had used up all my tears. That I could not be hurt any further. That any part of me that would and could cry was...dead...gone forever. Yet I cried. Waiting. Crying. Waiting. Waiting. Why won't someone come to me? Why? I promise to be a good girl. I am a good girl. Oh please please.  
I ache. My arms hurt. My legs hurt. I am spread so wide. I hang here. I can't move. I feel myself start to fade. I feel so tired. I don't know how long I have been hanging here at this point but I have nothing left. I am empty. I need. My eyes are getting so heavy and I can no longer hold them open. I drift off. Hanging by my limbs, sleeping.
Click, screech, boom. Startled, I yank at my restraints. Oh the pain. I am so sore. What was that? Where am I? Who is he? There is someone here. There is someone here. I am not alone. I am not alone. I look up, but don't dare speak. I wait for him to make the first move. He wears a mask but his covers everything but his eyes. I can't see his hair color, his mouth. Nothing but eyes. Deep dark brown eyes. What next?  
He reaches down and unties one ankle and then the other. Unties each of my wrists and I slump to the ground. My arms and legs seem not to want to move. They start to tingle and the tingle hurts. He pulls me up from the ground and tries to have me walk with him. My legs just won't work. Again I slump. He sweeps me into his arms and carries me out the door to another door. Opens it and carries me in. It is a bathroom, but not. There is toilet in one corner with a sink beside it. In another corner there is a shower stall. As I look around I notice that equipment like a...doctors office was in the room as well. An exam table with stirrups. A tray of shiny metal objects beside it. Oh no, what is this?  
He tells me to strip, brush my teeth and shower and I quickly oblige. As I exit the shower I notice he is putting on rubber gloves. Is he a doctor? What is he going to do to me? Will he hurt me? Oh no. No. No I hold my breath and slowly dry myself. He instructs me to come over and lie on the exam table. I tremble. I don't want to move but my training takes over and I obey like a good girl. I climb up and he places my legs into the stirrups. I feel his finger as it presses at my entrance. He moves it away, and then rubs a gel around my opening. Slowly he inserts a cold, hard metal device and I can feel it start to spread me. Click click, I hear as a feel a slight pain deep inside. Then he pulls it out. Rubs something on a slide of glass and places it on the tray beside him. He removes my legs from the stirrups and they dangle down in front of me. Helping me down from the table, he gently rubs my cheek. He looks into my eyes. He bends down to my face and licks my bottom lip. I tingle. Oh yes. More. More. Please more. He kisses me, bites my lip, hard. Just short of pain he nibbles sucks and tastes me. I feel myself heat up, feel the moisture build. His fingers plunge into me. Stroking me, rubbing me, pushing in and out. He then turns me and bends me over the table. Reaches around and palms my tits. Squeezes them, pinches my erect nipples. As he bits down on my shoulder one of his hand lowers to my clit. He rubs pinches oh so good. He positions the head of his dick and slides in little by little. He is so big. Big like I've never known. Big, thick hot. He works in oh the sweet sweet pain. He pushes in, pushed deeper, deeper, balls deep. Oh so good. So tight. He starts to slide in out, in out in out. Rubbing my clit as he hits harder harder oh yes yes. So good. I blow. Again and again and again. Oh my, will he ever grow tired. Again and again. Orgasm after orgasm. He fucked me senseless. I felt so fucking good, so well fucked I sighed. Another thrust two, harder, three, harder four...he comes. Done. He pulls out, sends me back to the shower and then dries me off. I am then taken back to that room. NO no not here. No please. Don't leave me here. NO. There is food waiting for me so at least one more person must be here with us. I sat and ate as he just watched me. When I was finished he held out his hand. I hoped we would be leaving this room. Or that I was at least about to get fucked again. No that was not the case. He tied me back to the posts. Spread wide, and walked out of the room. He turned out the lights. Oh no. Oh no. I cried and cried. It was so dark. I was so scared. Why? Why?  
Day after day for I am not sure how long I hung there. I was untied for the bathroom, the shower, food or to be fucked. Other then that, I hung.  
I feel like a robot. I have my instructions. I have a routine. Eat, sleep, bathe, fuck, hang. Eat, sleep, bathe, fuck, hang. Days go by. Over and over Eat, sleep, bathe fuck, hang. I need more. More. When will this end. I need, stability. I need to know my place. I need to belong somewhere. Oh help me I need to be owned. I need a master. Someone to depend on to take care of me. I don't want to hang here forever. Why can't they just sell me. Sell me get this over with. Please please please. Eat, sleep, bathe, fuck, hang. Eat, sleep, bathe, fuck, hang. No more, No more. I need love. I need. My life has been reduced to a fuck toy that hangs from posts and awaits the next fuck. I need more. Who would have thought I would long to be owned? Who could have ever imagine that being a sex slave would be my fondest wish? These men I guess. Seems they know exactly what they are doing. Day after day. Minute by minute. Second by second. Fuck after fuck. Orgasm after orgasm. Loneliness, desperation and need sets in until you long to be exactly what you were captured to be...a sex slave. That is me. I long to get a master. There is nothing on this earth I want more. Oh master, where are you?  
The door open. He comes in. "it's time" he says as he approaches. "I am going to fuck you good, one last time. Then you can shower. I have a robe for you to wear until we get to the sales location". He kissed me and fucked me within an inch of my life and sent me to the shower. I felt relief. Finally I would get a master. Someone to care for me. My own master. What will the sale be like? How do they decide on their choice? Where will it be held? So many questions my mind raced. It's time. He sedates me. It's time. Here we go...fading...what will the sale be like? Fading...fading...what is next?  
 
 
coming soon  
My Sale...
part 4 of Sofia's story