Chapter 42: Justice is Fun **
Chapter 42: Justice is Fun **
Midnight. A humongous room, devoid of any sort of windows, was bright as if it were a day thanks to the dozens of lit torches and lamps. The floor was of marble, the walls were fortified with magical stones. Clearly, this was a place for important people to gather.
Albeit, these people belonged to the dark side of the society. And today, they gathered for a simple reason- the auction.
There were dozens of small round tables. And at every table sat one person each. Everyone, be it male or female, were covering their faces in some manner- some through hood, some through masks, some even wrapped clothes all over their head. But all of them were facing the hooded man standing on the stage at one side of the room.
“Welcome everyone, to this special auction I- The Scavenger- organised.” Even though he was speaking in a normal voice, everyone in the room could hear him clearly because the room was completely silent; none of the audiences looked at each other, let alone speak. It was one of the ‘unspoken’ rules of such events.
“Today’s auction was solely arranged for a single ‘product’. The buyer wanted to sell ‘it’ to a brothel. But it would be a waste not to invite noble ‘collectors’ such as yourselves. I assure you, she is definitely one of the best I have seen in my life.
“But we can’t start the event with our best product, can we? So, because of this very event, I ‘scavenged’ for some products, and I was not disappointed; hopefully, nor will you.” He looked back and clapped.
The large curtains behind the stage opened. A young and pale woman wearing a loose gown stepped out. She walked slowly- so slowly that if she were making a decision before every one of the steps. Her eyes were stuck to the ground, not daring to look up. She finally reached the centre of the stage, just beside the one who called himself the Scavenger.
“This young one is a mother who recently conceived. Yes! You heard it right- recently conceived. You know what it means. But this poor woman’s child was born ill and her husband left her. But I cured the infant and now she belongs to me. Buy her and she will belong to you.” He held her chin and pushed it up, showing her sorrowful face to everyone.
“The initial price is 50,000 copper coins. Every bid increases the price by 10,000. Let’s begin!”
An average commoner family could barely gather 10,000 copper coins by the end of a month. So, one could imagine how rich the people in the audience were; they came here to buy slaves whose initial price was five times that amount.
One of the masked men raised his hand. None would speak at such events as that might lead to someone recognising their voice. Those who could change their voice were an exception of course.
“60,000- bided the gentleman at table 11.” The Scavenger said.
Another one of the masked men raised his hand.
“70,000- from table 23!”
After a couple of bids, she was sold to the half masked man at table 23 for 90,000. He threw a small pouch at the auctioneer. The hooded man checked; there were 9 shining gold coins in it. He nodded and kept it to himself.
The pale woman began to walk towards table 23- her steps even slower than before.
When she was close enough, the half masked man opened his legs and slapped one of his thighs. She understood and sat on his it. The man did not waste any time as he pulled the neck of her gown and exposed her breasts.
“Aaah”. She panicked but she hastily covered her mouth with both of her hands. She knew her fate would be worse if her new ‘master’ was disgruntled.
The man nodded at her actions before taking one of her nipples into his mouth. He began to suckle on it as he fondled the other mound. A bit of white liquid trickled down his chin while tears slid down her cheeks. However, she stayed quiet. Everything was for her baby; as long as he could live a longer life, nothing else mattered.
“Good. Let’s bring out our next ‘item’, shall we?” The auctioneer clapped again.
The curtains opened again. Another woman stepped out. But this time, the woman was middle-aged and she was being dragged by two masked bulky men. The loosely clothed woman’s mouth was tied with a cloth. Her face was marked with dry tears and her eyes almost looked lifeless.
“As you can infer, I did not do any social work this time. This woman had a loving husband and two cute children. But as you can see from her face and body, she was meant to be a slave for you. And how can I, the Scavenger, let such a piece go. So, I kidnapped her.
“Initial price is 40,000, the increment same as before. I leave the ‘taming’ process to you.”
A brothel manager bought her for 60,000. She threw a pouch at the Scavenger. He checked and counted 600 silver coins. He then looked at the masked woman and nodded.
The auction went on. Quite a few more were sold. Almost all of them were kidnapped married women. Even some strong men were sold, most of which were bought by the ladies present in the crowd.
“That’s it everyone. We are bringing in the star of today’s event. I cordially invite the gentleman who is going to sell to come up on the stage along with the product.” The hooded auctioneer bowed.
From behind the curtains, two hooded figures stepped out. One could easily infer that one of them was a man while the other was a woman. Both of them stood beside the auctioneer. Now, there were three hooded figures on the stage.
“I don’t like idle talks.” The male hooded newcomer spoke. “My only condition is that you will have to stay a few hours here before taking her away. I have made some prior arrangements.”
The Scavenger smiled inside his cloth mask. He knew what this arrangement was.
“About her, look yourself.” The newcomer pulled open her robe, revealing her beautiful and flawless body.
Everyone at the audience gasped; the only exception being a silver masked lady, who just giggled.
The smile on the broker’s face grew wider looking at that familiar body.
The newcomer began to knead her breasts. Her lower lips were already dripping. “I am also giving the opportunity for trials. Those who want to test her can get up on the stage.”
The auctioneer did not mind. This was previously agreed upon.
A hooded man who was sitting at table 35 stood up. He approached her, brought out his above average dick before sliding it into her slippery cave.
“Aaah.” The Scavenger found the moan familiar. It was as sweet as always.
The hooded female and the hooded man from table 35 were locked in this indecent act in front of the crowd- standing. The hooded male moved away and pulled up the robe behind her, revealing her well rounded ass to everyone.
“There is another hole here. Anyone?”
Another man stood up from the crowd and approached the two and revealed his cock; it was a little shorter than that of the man before, but it had more girth. He used his own saliva to lubricate it before pushing it in from behind.
“Aaaaaaaah…” She screamed but soon enough she began to moan. “Mmmh…Mmh…”
The broker squinted, this voice… it was familiar, too familiar.
“You guys enjoy. Oh, you can remove the hood and use her mouth too.” The hooded male left through the curtains. And soon, a masked young man came out of nowhere and stood beside the silver masked lady.
The hooded man in her front, who was deep into her vagina, opened her hood- revealing her charming face. Ecstasy was written on her face. The hooded man kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue.
The doubtful broker felt as if the entire sky fell down on him. It was not because the woman’s beauty; no, that was not even remotely close. It was because he finally realised why the body, the voice, the moans were familiar.
It was because she was his wife! His beloved wife, his childhood sweetheart!
Now, she was being auctioned as a slave in his own auction. She was being fucked by two strangers at the same time. Worse- she was enjoying it as if she were a bitch on heat.
“Sto-” Before he could finish what he wanted to say, his vision grew blurry. He felt a searing pain in his chest- as if something was grasping his heart, slowly crushing it. He slumped to the ground, his clothed mask became wet from the froth. His vision went completely dark, his breathing- stopped.
That scene- it was too much for the poor man to bear.
“Let’s leave.” The masked young man told the silver masked lady.
She stood up.
******
“Hahahahahaha… that was the best show I watched in my life. It was even better than the one in the common room back then.” Rosalyn could hardly stop laughing.
“Sometimes, justice is fun.” Adrian smiled,
They were on horseback’s, riding across the country roads at the dark of the night.
“Aphrodisiacs really work like magic.” She said. “Besides, why do I feel like it’s effectiveness improved?”
“Want me to use it on you?”
“If only you are beside me, I don’t mind.” She winked.
He shook his head. “I think it’s time to end this.”
She looked at him and squinted.
“I want you to send something to mother.” He put his right index finger into his mouth.