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[Anon] Auctioning Emily [2012]

"Guys!" the pretty college girl wiggled, "I'm losing circulation!" she grunted and swayed from the ceiling.

"So basically we're auctioning her off," Jake resumed, leaning on the wall and smiling at his guest. "Emily missed five months rent, but she's got a damn fine body huh?" He feigned nonchalance and shrugged his bathrobe over his shoulders. Emily's perfect, naked body dangled in the background and she moaned in dismay, shaking in her chains and kicking her feet above the floor.

"So what Jake, how does this work?" The raven-haired beauty cocked her head, scanning Emily's trim form, "We bid for specific body parts and you carve them off? Can I bid for the entire girl?"

"No no, Emily's going out in pieces. We can't legally sell the whole girl, that's slavery you know?" He smiled and Emily grunted angrily, red-faced with shame and frustration. Her boobs swayed like pert little melons, softly veined and sensitive. She breathed heavily, tender sex organs on display for the visitor's appraisal.

"I like her bald little pussy," the visitor smirked, wandering slowly closer to the squirming, whimpering meatlet. Velma ran her hands along Emily's belly and purred softly, "I always knew you'd have a pretty pussy, Emily. Those perfect hip proportions give you away sweety-pie." She gently nibbled the soft skin of Emily's belly, licking the belly button and chuckling with hot breath.

"Stop it Velma," Emily moaned.

"Listen to that voice!" Velma laughed, "See her gulping back tears! Emily you look so pretty when you cry, your little button nose blushes pink and those round eyes sparkle with baby tears," Velma cooed, gently toying with Emily's boobs. The humiliated girl wiggled uselessly, displaying her tender meat for Velma's enjoyment.

"Don't buy anything Velma!" Emily said, with shrill urgency in her childish voice.

"What part of this little girl…" Velma smiled and caressed Emily's body, "Shall I leave with? Her fat pussy lips maybe?" Velma brushed a thumb along Emily's mouth, stroking the girl's soft cheek and tracing the slender jawline. "Maybe we'll carve out that asshole huh? What do you say Emily, should I carve out your little asshole?"

"No," Emily whispered, softly swaying in her chains. "Please don't carve out my asshole Velma."

"I'll take her asshole Jake, fetch your equipment. I'm gonna order a few other things too, she's just too cute!"

"No!" Emily screamed, wriggling and crying tears of indignant shame. "You can't just do that Velma! You can't just carve me up like beef at the butcher shop! Jake!" Emily grunted and clenched her fists in their manacles, sniffling and trembling. "Tell Jake to put his stuff away, tell him Velma!"

Jake came back with a horrible, glowing blade and another, bizarre contraption festooned with screws and gears and serrated edges. The second one began to whirr and spin, machine sounds and grinding metal gnashing cold, steel teeth. Sparks flew.

"No no no! Jake!" Emily screamed, thrashing furiously. "Put that thing away!"

"What else do you want?" Jake said, "You pay by the pound or by the ounce, we'll grade as appropriate." Jake stood beside Velma, admiring Emily's wiggling body and nursing half an erection. "She is a real cutie, isn't she?"

"Jake," Velma smiled coldly, "I want her lower jaw too. Not the tongue, just her lower jaw." She laughed, "Let's leave her speechless!" Velma began to masturbate subtly through her short dress, breathing and moaning softly. "And I want both her thumbs."

"These are expensive parts you're ordering, some of the most valuable bits off a girl. You take her lower jaw and we can't sell the whole head anymore, I'll have to charge a lot. At least $400 for the jaw alone, another $200 for her asshole, and we'll say $40 for both her thumbs." Jake quietly cleared his throat, "And that's non-negotiable, Velma. Take the price or leave it."

Velma looked at Jake, and in the background Emily wiggled between their noses. "I'll pay your prices, Jake. I'll take as much of Emily's body as I can afford. I want to cook her asshole like calamari, and turn her thumbs into little vibrators." Velma placed her soft hand on Jake's shoulder and pulled him closer, smiling like a spider.

Someone knocked on the door. Jake left Velma and with a sudden smile greeted the bright hallway outside. "We heard you've got Emily for sale?" the nerdy male voice said quietly, almost too quiet for Emily to hear. "I know I'm jumping the gun a little," the Computer Science major squeezed into the room and loudly took off his coat, "But I'd like to place a bid on Emily's tits? Can I do that sir?"

Jake shrugged and their shadows shifted upon the wall, "Sure bud, Wallace was it?"

"And my friend Herby over here," Wallace said, ushering an overweight, long-haired fellow into the apartment. "We're bidding together," he smiled, then with a gesture declared "We want those tits! One for each of us!"

Jake laughed heartily, "Alright man, place your bids." Commotion built in the hallway, voices gathered. Emily felt many eyes on her naked body, some lustful and others hungry. Velma circled around and with a low sigh began to kiss between Emily's shoulder blades, nibbling slowly higher to breathe softly on the nape of Emily's neck.

Emily felt Velma's cool hands on her inner hips, slowly sliding down into the moist, pink plumpness of her girlhood. "Good girl," Velma whispered, "So good, so sweet…" She began to masturbate the dangling meatlet, kissing her neck and rolling her clitoris between expert fingers. Emily mewed and hung her head in shame. "Tasty little girl, so nervous and turned on," Velma purred, raping her adorable classmate with skillful hands. "Should have payed your rent baby girl."