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stood with her ass sticking toward the crowd, but listened carefully.
    “Are there free samples?” a man asked.
    “I know that usually we do have free samples, and the next time she’s auctioned we may have them. This time, samples are $100. Trust me. She’s worth it!” Mike answered. There was some grumbling, but the men quieted quickly. “Brandi, go sit in the chair.”
    Brandi walked quietly to the chair, and Pete appeared behind her. Her eyes pleaded with him for relief, but he simply fastened the leather restraints to her ankles and wrists. She felt the chair moving with her in it, parting her legs wide and lifting her so her pussy would be at crotch level for most men.
    He then leaned over and attached clamps to each of her nipples. He pulled at each one to make sure they were attached well, and smiled with satisfaction. He nodded to Mike.
    Mike began speaking into the microphone again. “Is anyone interested in the $100 sample? Or should we start the auction?”
    Five men stepped up on the stage, and handed $100 bills to Mike. The first to move between Brandi’s legs was middle-aged. He was a small man with a receding hairline. He stuck a finger into Brandi’s pussy, and pulled back. “You guys weren’t kidding. This girl is soaking wet!”
    He reached down to the front of his legs and released his dick. Brandi looked at it with interest. It was tiny, but she was so desperate that she didn’t even care.
    He pushed his cock up to the opening of her pussy. “Do you like it hard, bitch?” He shoved in hard. He was nothing compared to the pricks she’d been fed previously. He started humping her hard and fast. She almost laughed at how violent he looked. To her it felt like a nice gentle fuck. Oh well. He was thrusting into her and that’s all she needed. Within seconds, she was screaming her climax to the room. The tiny man needed no more than her muscles tightening around him to follow her. He jerked repeatedly into her. “Did you like that slut?”
    She tried not to laugh at him, she really did. Finally she couldn’t hold it in. “It was lovely,” she laughed.
    “Who trained you?” he demanded.
    “Pete, but he let Mike and Sam fuck me too,” she replied promptly.
    “Did they teach you it was okay to laugh at your master?”
    “No, but they also taught me to appreciate a big cock,” she said. “I mean, you got me off, but that thing is a worm!”
    He sputtered as he stepped from between her legs and refastened his pants. The other men were trying to hide their amusement.
    Mike said into the microphone. “Whoever ends up purchasing this slave is required to allow Anton to paddle her 20 times before taking her home.”
    Anton strutted off the stage, thrilled with that announcement.
    The next man to step between her thighs wasn’t nearly as small, but when he removed his dick she saw that he wasn’t up to her usual size either. It would do though. Obviously even a tiny dick had done in a pinch.
    He stepped between her thighs and started thrusting fast and hard. She could see the strain in his face as he tried to fuck her roughly. Really, she thought to herself, they didn’t have the weapon to make it hurt like Pete did.
    He was only able to thrust for about 30 seconds before he lost it in her cunt. She sighed. That hadn’t even been worth it.
    The third man was more of the same size as Pete, but he was too gentle. She enjoyed it this time. The nice gentle screwing was fine, but not exciting. She climaxed just before he did, and he pulled out, softly patting her mound. She really hoped that whoever bought her was better than these three.
    The fourth man had already been stroking himself before he got to her. She hoped that didn’t mean he’d be too quick! She really needed a good hard fucking. These men so far had been worthless. This man was not quite as big as Pete, but if he could use it right, then there was hope for him. He thrust in and started out great. He pounded into her pussy.