I looked at her. Linda continued, I know how much you like it and I'm not always aroud when you get the urge. I reached over to finger Linda's pussy a...s I continued to chew on Liz's. Linda moaned, oh honey that feels so good, but a big hard cock feels much better. Linda moves my hand away and I continue to drive Liz to her orgasm as her moans become louder. I hear Linda say, Oh now that is a big hard cock. I look across to see her taking a big black cock in her hand and guiding it towards her. She was chained as was customary for these slave auctions, her hands cuffed in front and her neck collared with a chain secured to the post. No, she was going no where except to the highest bidder.The handler was already pulling down her dress, revealing her breasts and her curved stomach, as he called for those who wished to examine her to come forward.I did not hesitate but I was only one of a few who seemed interested. Slaves are much like horses, you want to first check their mouths’, since. More alarming and confusing though - I was in chains. Large metal bands, clasped just above my ankles, held my feet, a little more than shoulder length apart, to large stakes in the leaf-covered ground. A my cuffed wrists hung from chains attached to a head-level tree branch about a yard in front of my feet. I had to sway my weight and catch hold of the branch with one hand, then the other to pull myself up from the sagging, hanging position I'd been in. Now I leaned far forward to hold onto. At 12pm she said Sameer we will call remaining people in evening. I said OK. As we were going back she asked me to take to telephone exchange. I said OK and we reached telephone exchange.She was having some bill problem and the department was situated at the second floor and we have to go through stairs as lift was not working. So we started to go on. As were moving there was no one. So I slowly put my arms around her waist and walked with her. She hasn’t said anything and we walked the same.