Charity Auction Part V

“I bet you want one…” she said.

“Y-yeah!” Linda replied. She could feel herself getting hot. She could feel herself wanting to have a collar around her neck, letting everyone know that she was some guys utter and complete slut! She thought about the world outside this town, where she’d have to wear proper clothes and be a proper businesswoman instead of just walking in a tiny miniskirt with the coffee that Dave liked.

For a moment, she blinked in surprise. Hadn’t Dave worked for her?

Then Linda giggled at the thought. A man? Working for a big-busted bimbo like her? She’d like, screw everything up! No, of course, she’d bring him his coffee. That’s what office girls were for!

“How much?” Linda asked.

“Well…” the girl said, staring at Linda with a secretive smile. “I don’t need to tell you, because girls can’t buy them.”

The words struck Linda like a blow. “Why not?” she asked in a petulant whine. How can I get a guy to want me, to fuck me, unless I can…

“Well, it’s like this— if you’re buying the collar, you’re saying you get to choose the guy. How stupid is that?”

Linda thought about it. She was right. Linda wasn’t the one who got to choose, she’d have to show off to a guy, let him know that she was the kind of girl who would do anything for him, show off her tits and ass and gyrate her body in front of him, even while asking him if he needed her to clean his house for him…

“But first we gotta get you dressed up right,” the girl said.

Linda nodded and soon they were in a big dressing room, with gleaming cameras set onto the walls.

I wonder if a guy is watching us? Linda smiled and winked at the camera. She hoped a guy was watching them.

Then the girl bounced around the room and gestured at Linda. “So, like, take those terrible things off!”

Linda nodded and started to pull her clothes off, the proper business dress suddenly feeling just hideous on her skin. She fumbled at the buttons, finally giving up and just pulling her blouse off, the buttons bouncing all over the room as they came free. Tossing the blouse to the side, she looked up at the camera and smiled, putting her arms behind her back and arching her body, showing off how her bra struggled to confine her tits.

“Take it off, bitch!” Cindy giggled and then turned back to the camera. “Hi! It’s, um, Linda and everyone’s favorite slut, Cindy!”

Cindy. Linda felt her pussy start to get wet. Cindy was a great name, a slutty name, the kind of name you used for a girl who would fuck every guy in the city and then look for more.

Linda wished that she was a Cindy.

“So, remember, this is all for you!” Cindy said, and then her hands were reaching up behind her back, the mesh-top flying to join Linda’s blouse on the floor, even as Cindy came strutting over to her. “Take off that shitty bra.”

Linda smiled and nodded, reaching behind her back and undoing her bra, letting the garment fall to the floor, her tits bouncing as they were freed from their confinement.

Cindy snorted. “You gotta be a lot better than that.”

“Wha?”

“Never mind,” Cindy said. “First, it’s time to give you an official welcome to the store.” Before Linda could say a thing, Cindy kissed the other woman, her tongue thrusting deep into Linda’s mouth.

Mmmmm…. Linda almost fought back, wondering what gave this slut the right to kiss her like that.

Then she looked at the cameras.  Suddenly, Linda realized that there were guys on the other end of those cameras, guys who liked watching two hot sluts make out for them.  She moaned softly at the thought, of some guy watching her, stroking his big cock, getting it ready to fuck her into a drooling mess…

Suddenly, her fingers were digging into Cindy’s firm ass, loving the heat of her skin as she pulled the younger girl into her. Then Cindy was moaning in delight, rubbing her tits against Linda’s tits.

Linda had never done this before, but it felt so good… She gasped as one of Cindy’s fingers rubbed her clit, then shuddered at the way she was moving underneath—fuck, I’m still wearing those stupid bottoms!  She wiggled and undid her buttons, getting out of those bottoms, leaving only her panties, soaked with her fluids, then pulled them down, moaning in delight as the cool air struck her pussy.  Cindy was giggling before she arched her back and suddenly one big just was right in front of Linda’s face, the nipple inviting her to taste it—and she did. She’d never done this before, but suddenly Linda was sucking on the nipple and loving it like she’d never loved anything before. There were guys watching them, watching Linda, proper business-lady Linda behaving like some slut in heat and she loved it more than she’d ever loved anything else in her life.

Then, Cindy somehow slipped behind Linda, pulling her fingers away from her pussy and then cupping and displaying her jugs for the Camera.  “Here she is guys! You saw the other two just a few hours ago, but here’s like a new girl for the charity auction!”

What? Linda shuddered, and the question in her mind was banished by the way Cindy rolled her nipples between her fingers, the younger minx just knowing exactly what to do to keep making Linda get hotter and hotter. Then Cindy was sitting on the low padded bench in the room and had Linda on her lap. Her fingers were once again playing with Linda’s pussy, as Linda spread her legs, showing off her body to everyone behind those cameras. Everyone who wanted to watch her behave like an utter slut!

That thought coincided with Cindy lightly rubbing Linda’s erect clit and that sudden burst of pleasure sent her over the edge. Linda screamed out as her body arched and shuddered, her first orgasm from another woman blasting every coherent thought out of her mind.

Then she was sagging, gasping as the lights by the cameras started to flash. Linda found her gaze caught by them, smiling vacantly as she stared at the pretty, pretty, lights.