Vignettes of Californium, Part XIV -- The Slave Auction

[ogden_edsl]

The Girls’ Club of Californium was an organization that had been around for decades. It was now called the Girls’ and Boys’ Club of Californium, but girls composed at least 80% of membership. It was not a school club, but many club events were held at schools. So it was at Fairmont High School that a local chapter was holding a meeting after the school day. One of the topics raised during the meeting was ideas for a fund-raiser to help fund club activities. After several ideas were thrown about, one proved to be particularly popular with the attendees, which included Stephanie Harrell, who was in the freshman class at the school.

As soon as she got home that afternoon, she went to see her twin brother Tommy, who, as usual – and essentially as always when at home – was naked.

“We have the best idea for a fund-raiser ever!” she exclaimed, “and you boys are all the key to it!”

“How is that?” asked Tommy.

“We want to auction all you Fairmont High boys off as slaves! Just for a weekend. There’s a three-day weekend coming up, so for two nights. There will be rules, like you can’t be told to do anything illegal or unsafe. You being so well developed for a boy your age –” here she reached out and poked his penis, which at age fourteen was already the size of an average full-grown man’s – “I know you’ll fetch a great price! Please say you’ll do it!”

And in the end, he did.



When Stephanie and the other club members totaled up the number of volunteer slaves, they were delighted: ninety-two in all.

It was the day before the auction. All those who were helping to run the auction, as well as all of the high school boys who agreed to be auctioned off, were assembled for a pre-auction meeting at the school.

The woman who would serve as host and auctioneer addressed the boys. “The auction will start at 10:30 AM. We’ll start by bringing all of you up on stage so the bidders can see all of you at the same time. Since there isn’t enough room on stage to have you all up front, we’ll line you up in rows of ten. When we tell you to rotate, the row in front will move to the back and all other rows will move one row forward. That will give the audience a chance to get a good initial look at all of you. Then we will bring on ten of you at a time (except the last two groups will have eleven, assuming that you all show up tomorrow), and the bidders can all come up on stage to be able to give you good looking over – and a good touching-over if they wish; once a group inspection is completed, we’ll send nine of you off, then auction you one at a time. The winning bidder can stay and bid some more, so you won’t actually leave with her until she tells us that she’s done and is ready to check out, or the auction ends. We’ve had a computer assign each you a number randomly that will give your place in the sequence, so numbers 1-10 will be in the first group, number 1 will be auctioned first, then number 2, and so on. We also ask you to type something up for us to introduce you by tomorrow. All that we require from all of you in the intro is your first name. The rest is up to you – last name, age, grade, siblings are all optional to include. It could also include things like favorite subjects to study, or personal interests. We can also suggest saying what you like about CFNM, or mention some particularly memorable (hopefully in a good way) CNFM experience. What’s not to include is saying that you’ll do things that are against the rules – we want you all to stay safe. At 9:00 AM tomorrow, for any of you boys that think you need it, there will be a group of us at the open shower area” (This was formerly the shower area of the boys’ locker room, but of course that whole room had been made accessible to girls years earlier) “who will get you all cleaned up and looking your best for the auction.

When it’s your turn to be auctioned, we are going to bind your wrists together. It’s mainly for show. The binding isn’t that strong; a good yank will break it. Please refrain from doing so; let whoever wins you decide if and when to remove it.

Now come up and get your number, and enter your intro.”

Tommy’s was 36, so he would be in the fourth group. For his intro, he provided some basic background information, a couple of personal interests, and a sentence saying how he enjoyed having his sisters play with his naked body as well as his full approval of the difference in clothing standards that CFNM had wrought.

With two sisters at home, Tommy had no need of the on-site shower brigade. One or the other, or both, always bathed him, and on the morning of the auction they took extra care with him. Both of them joined him in the shower – clad, as they always were for this, in their one-piece swimsuits that extended partially down the thigh. Stephanie washed Tommy’s front side, and Susanna his backside, and then when they were done they switched places and each did his other side as well to make extra sure that he was clean. After toweling themselves dry, they then toweled Tommy dry together before Susanna sat him down and got his hair neatly combed.

Their mother drove Tommy to the auction, both sisters coming along, both to see him get auctioned off and in hopes of snagging another boy for the weekend to take his place during his slave period. It was being held at the high school auditorium. Once they arrived, Tommy went backstage to join the other slaves-to-be. There was one no-show (it turned out that he was sick that morning), so it was a group of ninety-one naked boys who were assembled and ready to go on at 10:30.

There were a couple of men there – believed to be there just as drivers. Otherwise, the audience consisted entirely of women and girls.

At 10:30, the host/auctioneer began speaking. “Welcome to the Fairmont chapter of the Girls’ Club of Californium Slave Auction! We’ve got a large group of boys who have generously volunteered to be auctioned off, so I want to get started promptly.” She went through the rules for slave ownership, mentioning what Stephanie had said and some additional ones, such as no making any physical change to the slave’s appearance that couldn’t be quickly undone without his approval.

“In the interest of giving as many families as possible the opportunity to take at least one slave home today, we are limiting each family to two boys, except that if any boy doesn’t initially meet the minimum bid then you can bid on him at at least the minimum bid and he won’t count towards to the total if you win. If you get your two, you can stay and bid on more boys, but if you win another then you have to offer back one that you previously won, who will be offered to the next highest bidder; if she declines, then we will put him back up for re-bid. That’s provided that we get at least 75% of the original winning bid; otherwise, the original winner gets to keep him without counting towards the limit.

Once you are ready to leave, if you have slaves you will check out at that door “ – she pointed to a door in the far end from the stage – “and receive them there. You’ll have them for 48 hours from your check-out time. After that time is up, please take them home.

So now let’s bring on the boys! We have a whole stage-full of them!”

The ushers signaled the boys to come out on the stage, which they did to loud applause at the sight of ninety-one naked high school boys all on stage at one time. Once in their spot, the boys stood with their hands at their sides until the host said “OK, Rotate” every thirty seconds or so. Three rotations brought Tommy to the front, giving him a clear view of the audience and vice versa, whereupon Stephanie gave a whistle.

When all of the boys had taken their turn at the front of the stage, the host sent all but the first group of ten backstage to wait their turn. When the first slave came up for auction and the bidding quickly escalated, Stephanie turned to one of her fellow club members: “And just think, we have 90 more!”

While Tommy and the others waited, they milled about and some got to conversing. He heard about what had gone for those who had shown up at the open shower area. About 20 had done so. Each one got thoroughly showered down by two of the female club members all dressed in the skin-covering suits that they wore to swim classes, in a similar manner to what Tommy’s sisters had done with him . The two girls then toweled their boy down and then groomed him. For a few of them, it was their first time being bathed by girls.

Eventually, one of the ushers shouted, “Boys 31 to 40, get ready to go on stage!” Tommy was lined up sixth in the group. After a couple of minutes, he heard the host exclaim, “OK, let’s bring on boys 31 to 40!” The ushers sent the boys forward with a slap on their bare rumps. “OK, boys, line up in one row not quite at the front of the stage, and stand with your hands at your sides. Now we are going to have the prospective bidders who want to do so come up on stage and examine you more closely.”

Then a large number of the women and girls in the audience came up in single file and walked slowly past the row of boys. Some of them were content to just look at Tommy up and down. Many, however, women and girls alike, ran their hands over his naked body, not a few of them giving his buttocks a slapping and/or picking up and holding his genitals in their hands, which soon brought his penis to full erection, a state that he shared with most of the other boys on the stage by the time that the examination was done.

Once the entire line had filed past, Tommy and all of the other boys in his group of ten except the first were sent back offstage again until it was their turn to be auctioned off. After #35 was called, a girl came up to him and told him to hold out his hands. She pulled out a thin piece of rope and bound his hands together. When Tommy’s number was called and he was sent onstage by himself (to loud cheers from his sisters, among others), the host announced his first name, read off the intro he had entered the previous day, and called for bids. Tommy was pleased to hear a spirited competition for him. When the host gaveled down a winning bid, he was escorted to the winner, a woman of about forty with her two daughters, both distinctly younger than he was. Some time later, they won a second boy as well. “I don’t think we need to stay any longer,” said the woman. “Let’s go.” The group headed to the check-out door. One of the girls at the door recorded the boys’ numbers, collected the total payment, and gave the group an expiration time.

For the next 48 hours, Tommy would be a slave to a twelve-year-old girl and a nine-year-old girl.

To be continued

[TeenFan]

ogden_edsl wrote: "You being so well developed for a boy your age," here she reached out and poked his penis, which at age fourteen was
already the size of an average full-grown man's. "I know you'll fetch a great price! Please say you'll do it."
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It's good for young males to learn the importance of a good "work ethic". And it's all for charity.

I like this Part XIV. I hope there are plenty of sub-chapters.
More than Tommy's work weekend could be described here, as there would be a variety of jobs needing to be done that require constant
supervision.

[Jeepman89]

"For the next 48 hours, Tommy would be a slave to a twelve-year-old girl and a nine-year-old girl." Can't wait to see how this turns out for Tommy!