I took one final look back as I was led away, and marveled at the richly dressed men sitting and standing, talking in groups as they waited for the next girl to be brought forth. I followed the man holding my leash as he quickly led me through the crowded warehouse. I could smell the salt in the air, and knew we were somewhere near the sea. It made sense. Many girls were to be auctioned tonight and probably taken overseas. Heck, I might be one of the slaves taken to a different country.

Finally we reached the holding area, and I joined three other beautiful women who were sitting on the floor, their leashes fastened to the wall. The man holding me turned me around and bound my wrists behind my back with twine. He reached his hand between my legs and fondled my cunt, which was still dripping with arousal. Oh, it felt so very good. He probed me with thick fingers, sticking them in my vagina as his thumb found my clit. I started shaking, desire pouring through me. He bent me over and rubbed his crotch on my face, the hard, thick protrusion of his penis grinding against my teeth. Then, with apparent irritation, he pushed me to the ground next to the other girls and fastened my leash to the wall. I guess the help were not to use the merchandise.

The other slaves were all brunettes with tints of red, like me. I supposed the red would all eventually fade away unless my new Owner liked to keep his slaves’ hair colored, if he let them keep hair at all. The man rummaged through a box on a nearby table, and brought forth a tangle of straps fitted with bits of rubber. After he separated the mess, I could see that they were penis gags. He took each of our heads in hand, opening our mouths by sticking a thumb in at the corner, like you would a horse, and fastened the gags firmly in. I couldn’t help but suck the bit of fake cock in my mouth. It turned me on, and knowing the fact that I enjoyed being bound and gagged sucking on rubber made me even more aroused. I squirmed a bit in my bonds, and the man seeing me do it while he gagged the last of the slaves, turned and got his switch, which he promptly used on my back. The blow was a warning only, and I stilled myself, though I ached with desire. One of the hardest things I had learned so far as a slave is that my pleasure meant nothing to those over me, I served them and their pleasure. If I got anything out of it, it was forced or circumstantial.

We waited there, the other girls and me, while the man went about his business. There were other groups of girls here and there spread out across the concrete floor. The lighting was dim and cast a glow heavy with anticipation as we knew we were all headed towards our new lives. After a while, my cunt cooled, and desire faded, though the coals were banked. My bare ass grew uncomfortable on the concrete, but at least we weren’t made to kneel. Loading time came and I heard the beeping backing up noise that big trucks make. A handler came and ushered my group toward the loading dock. Once the overhead door was opened, I could see that we were to be moved by cattle trailer. One by one, we were lead into the trailer by our leashes. There were four slatted wooden boxes in a row, each having a bit of hay on the bottom. The trailer stank like cow manure, but once I was in my little wooden box, and the door nailed shut, I relaxed, taking in the scent of fresh hay. The handler had unsnapped the leashes, but the temporary collars remained on.

The truck drove for many hours in the dark. I couldn’t say for how long, but it seemed like forever at the start of the trip, but at the end it was like time flew by. I had napped in the hay, arms still bound behind me, sucking on the penis gag like it was a pacifier. Occasionally I heard rustling as the other girls adjusted themselves. Once the driver stopped to fuel up, and quickly checked on us before moving out again. Finally near dawn we approached our destination. I could just make out the outline of many, many trees, and fields spaced out evenly, though I couldn't see much more through the slats of my box, and out of the ventilation holes in the cattle trailer.

The truck came to a stop, and after a short period, the door was opened. Several men came in the trailer and two of them picked up my box and carried me outside. The top was pried off, and hands immediately grabbed me and lifted me out, setting me in the grass. Someone pushed my head down and put his boot against my face, holding me immobile like that. My hips were lifted, my ass cheeks spread and i trembled feeling the heat in my cunt grow to epic proportions again. I was released, and the boot lifted from my head. I opened my eyes and saw my new home. It was a big red barn with several individual stalls with connecting runs, and a fenced pasture. I heard goats bleat and cows moo as the other slaves were removed from their boxes. We were home.

To be continued