”“What would you suggest? I really don’t know what to expect.”They had arrived at cage 21, 4 cages from the end. There were only 25 cages, the... limit on how many slaves could be auctioned, though the limit was really a time constraint. The lack of cages was an engineered excuse.“Take a blindfold. It’s unnerving for most to see themselves being looked over like a hunk of meat. You’ll still hear the comments at times, depending on how loud they are. As for bindings, a moderately tight standing. The guys approached me one at a time and took out their cocks ‘Stay still slut’ my Mistress commanded me. Each guy in turn then urinated over my body until I was soaked in a shower of piss. Two of the guys grabbed my arms and man-handled me back to the bedroom. ‘Attach the slut’s wrists to the hanging chains’ my Mistress said ‘now fit the spreader bar to her ankles’ the chains were cranked up so I was almost on tip-toe, my legs wide apart. The guys then sat, some on the sofa and the rest on the. I would have tocooperate until this got sorted out, and then everything would be normalagain. I let my pants fall and looked back and forth from one of thewomen to the other. They weren't upset. This was what they wanted.Feeling disoriented, I began to lower my shorts. When they slid down tomy ankles to join the pants, both females smiled at me.Trish produced a tube of cream and a pair of rubber gloves from the case,offering them to my bride and asking her, "Would you like to do. Yeh, I always wanted this, but wishing andactually having are really different. I was prepared for mood swings andpain and what have you, but what took me off guard was the feeling like Iwas peeing my pants the whole time.DONT YOU DARE LAUGH!*****Entry 11Things are going great. They wanted to test my orientation, and it turnsout I'm actually bi. I probably suppressed the "being attracted to boys"bit because I had always been taught it was totally wrong and being asissy. But now that I'm a girl,.