Miss Young laughed at the response. "That's Mistress Young to you from now on."
Innocence bit her lower lip nervously and then responded. "Yes, Mistress Young. Thank you."
"You are welcome, sweet girl," replied Miss Young. "I'm just sorry that I was not allowed to be in the bidding tonight. You put on quite a show. It's not surprising that you set a new record at the auction."
Innocence gasped. "I set a new record?" What did that mean? She wasn't sure that was the kind of feat that she wanted to be known for.
"Yes you did, little one," said Miss Young. Now her fingers were gripping the sensitive nipples and rolling them back and forth sending more unwanted thrills through the slavegirl's body. "By a lot. Nobody has ever been sold for that price, even for three days before."
Innocence groaned at the news. Why would someone pay that much for her? What did they have planned for her that would justify that kind of price?
"Please don't tell anyone you saw me here, Miss Young," begged Innocence. She did not want any of her old classmates or teachers to learn of this incident.
"Just what are you doing here?" asked the coach. She was still playing with the succulent nipples, letting her fingers glide along their length.
"I'm doing research," replied Innocence. "This is for my doctoral thesis."
"Ha!" laughed Miss Young as she gave each of the nipples a pinch causing Innocence to gasp. "And I'm scouting for talent for next year's team."
"Really, Miss Young," implored Innocence. "That's really why I'm here. I am researching this lifestyle for my doctorate."
"Well, it doesn't matter why you're here," said Miss Young. "I'm just here to hand you over to your new owner. I'll get a chance to buy you another time. But I want to do something first that I have dreamed of for years."
Innocence watched in disbelief as the tall coach lowered her head. She saw the mouth open as her face got closer to Cency's breast. Innocence sucked in her breath as she watched the lips claim her left nipple and then quickly expelled her breath as she felt two fingers stab into her sex.
"Does she taste as good as she looks?" Innocence heard a male voice ask. Once again, much to her chagrin, she recognized the voice.
Miss Young released the nipple and straightened up, smacking her lips. "Yes she does. Very tasty."
Then the coach withdrew her fingers from the girl's sex and lifted them to her mouth, sucking on them and licking them. "Mmmm, delicious. I take it that you bought this little bundle of pleasure?"
"We did," the male replied. "And she does look like a delicious little bundle."
Innocence was trying to avoid looking at the male but eventually she did, knowing full well what she would see. As she predicted, she saw Mr. Byron. And to her surprise, Mrs. Byron was standing right next to him. They were good friends of her parents. Once again, she wished the earth would swallow her.
"So nice to see you, Innocence," said Mr. Byron with a smile as his eyes roamed over her nudity.
"And so nice to own you, Cency," added Mrs. Byron whose eyes were also taking a tour of Cency's naked flesh.
Innocence just groaned, shaking her head and closing her eyes again.
Chapter 17
"Who is your owner, Cency?" asked Mrs. Byron. She had stripped down to her black bra and panties and donned a strap-on dildo which was currently buried in Cency's pussy. They did not wait long to start using their new toy once they got her home. "That is, when we don't own you."
"Oooophhhhhh" grunted Innocence as the monster dildo plunged particularly deep into her body. How should she answer that? Richard? Richard and Katy? But they weren't even at the event to let her be sold. Plus it would seem too perverted to name them as her owners. Dr. Grimm? Even that teacher/student relationship was a taboo. But that choice seemed to be the least of the evils.
"Dr. Grimm owns me," replied Innocence. "Well, she doesn't really own me. We were here for a school project."
Innocence heard a sound in the room and lifted her head to see Mr. Byron stepping back into the bedroom. He was naked now and was sporting a huge erection. Innocence gasped when she saw it. It was not nearly as long as Tom's from earlier in the evening. But what it lacked in length, it more than made up for in width. It looked as thick as her wrist.
"School project, huh?" laughed Mr. Byron. "I guess I had the wrong major when I was in school."
"Whatever her major, dear," said Mrs. Byron as she continued to pump the dildo in and out of Innocence, "we are always willing to help with a girl's education."
Mr. Byron laughed again. "Yes, Trudy. We are always so giving and selfless. Is it about my turn yet?"
"Let's share her, Frank," replied Mrs. Byron. "I'm enjoying this delicious little body. And it should help with her school project."
Trudy stepped back, letting the dildo slide from Cency's body. Then she lay down in the center of the bed with the dildo pointing threateningly upward. "Put her in position, Frank."
"Oh god," muttered Innocence as Frank maneuvered her body until she was straddling the monster that was pointing upward. Trudy reached between the two bodies and positioned the fake cock until it was at the entrance to Cency's love channel and then Frank pushed down on the girl's shoulders, letting the monster impale Innocence again.
"Oh god!" exclaimed Innocence again as she was stuffed once more with the dildo. "Please don't tell my parents about this."
Trudy laughed as she tilted her head up to kiss each of the breasts that were now dangling in front of her face. "Would they be surprised to learn that their innocent little Innocence was now a lusty sex slave?"
"Oh god, yes they would," Innocence groaned as her face blushed furiously. "They would be mortified."
"Then you should have some motivation to please us," replied Trudy. "If we are pleased with your performance, then we might not tell your parents. But I would have thought you'd be more concerned about your new husband finding out. What would he have thought about your display on stage tonight?"
Innocence froze for a moment, not knowing how to reply. The honest answer was that Richard would probably be upset that he missed the lewd use of her body by a stranger. But she couldn't say that. She had no idea what that would lead to if the Byron's learned that her husband had literally enslaved her and readily loaned her to others. She might end up becoming a frequent fixture in the Byron household.
"He is very supportive of my studies," she finally replied, hoping it would satisfy them. "He knows that science and education require some sacrifices. And yes, this really is part of my degree program."
That was probably the last coherent thing she said for the next hour. As she replied to the question, she felt Mr. Byron's fingers smearing lubricant in and around her asshole. She knew what was coming next. And as predicted, she soon felt the head of his cock at her little pucker, pressing firmly as it sought sanctuary in her bowels.
Cency groaned as the thick tool stretched her. She howled as she thought she was going to be split in two by the monster log. All the while, Mrs. Byron kept feasting on her breasts which bobbed and swayed in front of the older woman's lips. Finally, Innocence shrieked as the pain became intense. But just then, the cock gained access and slithered its way deep into her body.
Innocence panted and moaned as the two tools worked in unison on her captive body. Sometimes they would both plunge in at the same time, filling her completely. At other times, one would pull out as the other drove in. Her mind was like a swirling vortex of lust.
Her first orgasm addled her brain but then she was able to regain her senses. She focused her thoughts as the two friends of her parents kept using her body. She listened closely so she would be able to answer when they asked her a question.