Emma’s eyes flew open in terror as the wild pulses in her clit pushed over the edge and she started her uncontrolled slide into orgasmic oblivion. She was climaxing, couldn’t stop it and in a panic her eyes begged the stranger to let her cum and with a single nod he relented. In that moment every cell in Emma’s body rejoiced as they simultaneously detonated in an explosive orgasm the likes of which she had never felt before. In that moment she felt like a rocket with her orgasmic blast lifting her free of her earthly bounds. She was floating through the heavens with fireworks surrounding her in her blissful journey.
Emma’ arms and legs pulled and jerked against her bounds as the commanded orgasmic tidal wave washed through her. She was thrown into a weightless abyss where nothing mattered except the nirvana that seized body and soul. As her climax surged through her, all of her body’s muscles knotted fighting the engulfing intensity that clutched her very soul.
Her body bowed tight as a guitar string as she let the breath-taking rapture carry her away on the crest of her orgasmic tsunami. Her eyes were still pointed at the dark stranger, but her climax had blinded her to anything except the firework display in her head. Her mouth hung slack jawed, in a breathless scream of passion, with only little squeaks with bits of air escaping rigid lungs. Emma was lost in space where only the only thing that mattered was glorious sexual pinnacle that Steve had ordered her to achieve.
The auction came to a stop as Emma exploded in the most awe inspiring cum anyone in the audience had seen. Everyone watched with mouths agape as Emma was consumed with an orgasmic fervor that few had ever seen. Only one man watched with a self-satisfied smile as he gazed at this most perfect woman, a perfect submissive.
The dancers continued to tease, suck and probe Emma’s spastic body, driving her higher and higher. She couldn’t stop climaxing and she was past the point of reason. Her mind was lost in her special area of space with stars and supernovas swirling around her. She didn’t know where she was and only knew the rapture that the dark stranger had given her and now controlled her. Her body was glistening with perspiration as her muscles continued their euphoric celebration in fine Olympic fashion.
The audience was aghast as the stunning woman bound in front of them shattered into the most incredible show of orgasmic athleticism. The heads of the ravaging dancers obscured her breasts and loins, but her undulating belly demonstrated her exquisite rapture. Her stomach would knot in six-pack revealing clinches and then ripple as she thrust her hips back into the voracious mouth for more of the continuing onslaught. Her already gorgeous face was glowing with her overwhelming bliss plainly there for all to see. Her eyes were wide open as though surprised but stayed wide open in an unseeing stare. Her mouth stayed open in an oval shape as she alternately gasped trying to catch her breath and then moaned, whimpered, and screamed her intense rapture.
The next orgasm piled on top of the last one and as that orgasmic tsunami sprinted through her, she threw her head back and screamed unintelligible sounds. As her thrashing head and banshee screams announced her latest gut twisting climax, her hair swirled around her head like a golden cloud. Her golden locks began sticking to her neck and shoulders, grabbed by the perspiration from her jubilant body.
Steve clapped his hands twice and the dancers backed away from Emma’s euphorically spastic and quivering body. The auctioneer started again and the bidding quickly rose to new heights on renewed enthusiasm. Very quickly a new record bid had been achieved and Steve was gleefully smiling. Four anonymous bidders wanted Emma, but the high price soon eliminated one, then another until there was only one. A new record had been established, one that shattered the old record and was unlikely to be broken any time soon.
Emma’s body began to calm, but the passion still coursing through her veins sent shivers down her still convulsive body. As her eyes cleared, she sought the approval of Steve whose orders she unhesitatingly followed. Her eyes only found an empty seat where he had been sitting and, in a panic, she began scanning the audience. She did everything he wanted and she had given him the show he needed from her. He couldn’t leave her, he was supposed to always be with her, she wanted to be his.
Steve shuffled from behind the curtain and Emma gave a sigh of relief as their eyes connected. Steve motioned for the men to take Emma behind the curtain while he settled with the high bidder. As he turned to the high bidder, he caught a glimpse of him leaving the club. Suddenly chills went down his back and he turned to stop the men from taking Emma, but he was too late.
He ran to the curtains and got tangled up in them as he tried to get through. When he finally made it to the other side of the curtain Emma was gone. His bad feelings were coming true and he ran wildly out the back of the club only to see the speck of a retreating limo. They had taken the love of his life and he had to get her back, but how?
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