A Slave for Auction
Just to make sure that more people see that I'm doing this (as not everyone sees journals) here's a little teaser story for next week's author slave auction. Yes, Draconicon's erotic writing is getting put up for auction, for you to get much more than usual, and control it yourself for a number of days or weeks, depending on how much you bid to buy.https://www.sofurry.com/view/1073385 More information can be found here.
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A Slave for Auction By Draconicon
Okay, that's the last time that I work magic that intense without a locked door...
Draconicon shook his head as he pulled himself to his feet...or tried to. It was remarkably difficult to move, the black dragon found.
Hmmm. I don't think I was injured, so...
He tested himself in the darkness. At least, he hoped it was darkness. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been blinded, either during an experiment or a kidnapping, the latter of which this was starting to feel like. The dragon stretched his arms one way, and then another. The soft rustle that followed told him that he was magically bound, rather than physically, and he probably had about half a foot of give in a general direction.
Odd that his hands were bound ahead of him, though, rather than behind. And he seemed to be seated on a chair, rather than on the ground. Very different, very different indeed.
Shuffle, shuffle.
Draconicon turned his head, trying to follow the sound that was at the very edge of his senses. People? It sounded like they were moving around, at least. Were there others in the darkness who could see?
And if there were...what were they looking at?
He belatedly realized that his robes weren't exactly there. For that matter, the usual, comforting weight of the enchanted black robes was completely gone.
Yep, definitely feels like a kidnapping.
"Hello?"
So he could talk. That was something, at least.
"Hello, is someone out there?"
"Hehehe, good to see that the merchandise is awake."
"Merchandise? Uh, could you, ugh, clarify that? And maybe turn on the lights?"
"Don't worry. You'll understand in a minute. Lights, people!"
A series of loud clicks announced the spotlights, and Draconicon was almost blinded as they came on. The sheer brightness left him seeing nothing but white for almost a minute, but as it faded, he almost wished that it had been the only thing he could see.
Over a thousand people were gathered before him, each one seated in a rather opulent sort of chair. They were spread out around the edge of a stage, looking down at him rather than looking up at him. The soft hum of an electronic screen behind him probably gave those further back a good view, as well.
They had to be of every species, mammal, reptile, avian, aquatic. Few of them were dressed, and fewer showed any signs of modesty, most openly touching themselves to the sight of him.
Which was...
He looked down, and blushed. His legs were locked to a transparent, glass-like chair through the use of magic, while his tail was slid through the back of it, through a hole that would keep it from doing anything. As a result, his legs were kept spread, allowing his dick and his balls to fall between them, in easy view. He could feel the eyes of a great many people on that, and it started to rise upwards.
Wait, if it's transparent...
Draconicon looked down a bit further, and he blushed as he saw a camera, pointed right up at his ass. Doubtlessly, there was a sideways shot on the big screen showing his rump, particularly as his plump ass was spread out from his own weight, and likely showing his hole.
Still...it wasn't quite the first time that he'd been on display like this. He mustered up a small smile, and tried to keep from blushing more as he looked at the audience.
"So...anyone want to tell me -"
"Hold your questions til the end, sir, I'll take care of everything!"
He barely bit back a shout as a skunk shot across the stage, a red stripe running down his back and a microphone in hand. He wore a speedo of sorts, cupping his goods in the front and sliding between his ass cheeks in the back, the dragon noticed as he turned to face the audience.
"Hello, hello, everyone. And hello to our merchandise, as well. So, before we get started, let me ask you guys a quick question. How many of you are new to the whole slave auction idea?"
Slave auction? Well, at least it wasn't another first. The dragon had been through a few of those before...though none recently. He looked down at the magical bonds for a moment, thinking of whether he could break them. Judging from the power they seemed to have, it was pretty unlikely.
He looked up again, seeing about a quarter of the crowd raise their hands, and the skunk nodded.
"Ah, then I should explain some of this. You see, this dragon here, he's been behind on a number of projects for a while. More importantly, he's been behind on a fair bit of his debts, as well."
The skunk slid back, leaning around the dragon's neck. Draconicon looked up at him, trying to figure out if he knew this loudmouth, but he couldn't bring any name to mind.
"So, in an effort to...encourage him...we've decided to put this dragon on auction. Temporarily, of course; you can't really cage an archmage for too long, particularly one that's become so famous. Or so well-'loved'."
Draconicon blushed as the skunk grabbed him by the cock, giving him a few eager strokes to keep him hard. He was soon sporting a full hard-on, a foot of cock length pointed towards the crowd. More than a few members of both genders were eyeing it, too, as the skunk stepped away.
"So, we're putting him on a contract, a contract that gets longer as the bidding gets bigger. The more you bid, the longer you own this talented mage, author, and sex fiend."
"Hey, I'm not that sex-obsessed."
"Pay no attention to him. We have all the journals and tweets and messages he's sent to prove that he's as much of a bottom whore as he is the top that you keep reading about. He's eager for anything you can put him through."
Draconicon blushed, particularly as the skunk turned him to face the big screen. He saw message after message, private picture after private picture go zooming across the screen, showing him in all sorts of situation. Sucking cock, fucking ass, being fucked by three dicks at once; all of them in ridiculous detail.
The skunk turned him back around, letting him face the crowd again.
"But wait, there's more.
"In addition to earning this dragon's writing and magical services, you will also gain use of his body however you like. He will be your author slave, ready to serve your writing and other needs. So, if any of you have ever wanted to play with him in any way, make sure that you keep those bids high.
"And if you wanted some of those friends of his...well..."
The skunk pulled a lever, and Draconicon heard the sound of a curtain going up. Suddenly, he heard a great deal more groans. Olag, Thimas, Vicki, Drakina; all of the others sounded like they were tied up behind him.
"This is a package deal, good friends. You win the bid on the dragon, you win the bid on them all. You get to do whatever you like to any of them for the duration of the contract."
Draconicon shivered, but felt his cock throb all the more. He'd never seen an auction go this far before, and he had no idea if he could get out of it, or even survive it to the end...but at the same time, his cock throbbed and dripped like never before, and he could feel his ass twitching in the same way.
The skunk pulled over a rolling table, and Draconicon blushed more at the sight of the toys on it. A malleable dildo that could take the shape of any male that touched their cock to it. A collar that would be unbreakable. Cock and toe rings, open for enchantments of ownership. A chastity cage, if someone so wished it.
He turned to the crowd as the skunk smiled.
"So, what am I bid for this dragon?"
(A teaser for the auction coming up next week. Please see the story description for more information)
The End