Tales from the White Mistress Auctions

 

This was the last photo that was taken on our holiday. It was my Sister Janice (far left) who had the idea to leave our husbands at home and have just a few days of freedom together before we went to be bid for by Black Masters at the White Mistress Auctions.

Although we were looking forward to becoming Mistresses to big well-hung Black Studs we knew that it was very unlikely that we could all be together again. Our hubbies understood just what our friendships meant to each other so were very understanding when Janice, my other Sister Annette (second from left) and my best friend Elsa (far right) packed our bags and left for the sunshine of Greece.

It had been Helmut (Elsa's hubby) who had suggested that it was about time that his own Wife should now be Black Owned, and after some persuasion my own hubby Michael agreed that it was now time for our marriage to take the next natural step. Janice's hubby, Terry, and Annete's Clive soon conceded that it had been wrong to hold their Wive's back from pleasures of being in a Dark Lord's bed. As Michael said to me one night, "A pretty young Wife with a handsome Black Lover is The Natural Order, and it is time for me to be a cuckold."

On return to the UK, Helmut confirmed that he had booked all four of us in to the next WMA Sessions and that our husbands had all had a permanent chastity cages fitted onto their little penis. It's a requirement in the WMA contract.

It's a requirement in the WMA contract.

Another of the conditions of the WMA is that all Wives who go for voluntary auction to rich Black Masters is that she is paraded naked in front of the bidders while her hubby (also naked) remains gagged and chained to the floor at the back of the room to witness his Wife's purchase. This is designed to reinforce the sense of humiliation of the cuckold - and I am reliably informed (by Michael) that it works.

Once the sale has been made, the Wife becomes the sole property of the Master and leaves the sale room naked except for her wedding ring to spend the next twelve months as his Mistress. And finally, although normal medication for the Wife is permitted, birth control pills are not.

On the night of the purchase, just before we were brought out for the sale, we watched, through the curtains, as Terry, Helmut, Clive and Michael were led into the room and secured to the floor. I couldn't help feeling sorry for them; they looked so vulnerable with their sissy pink bodies and tiny caged penis's amongst all those dark strong real men with their happy expectant smiles.

All four of us were brought naked together out onto the floor to meet the bidders who inspected each of us (very) closely. We didn't mind being evaluated as potential mates by a number of Black Men because it was, after all, the Natural Order. And on my part I felt very excited at the prospect of being 'Owned' by a superior man to my husband Michael.

Janice went to a handsome dark Master from Dubai for just under a million and Annette was bought for little over that sum by a rich American from Chicago. Each waved cheerily to Elsa and I as they were draped in a warm silk wrap and led from the room past distraught Clive and Terry by their new Masters to a life of luxury, sexual submission and willing mating. Bidding for Elsa was pretty fierce (she was blond and beautiful after all) and it was another rich American (from Los Angeles) who bought her for one point six million. Wesley was his name and, like many Masters who had spent large amounts of money on their new Mistresses, he cared little for propriety and decided to remove his clothing and start their mating straight away. Poor old hubby Helmut watched wet eyed and in awe at the beautiful sight of his Wife being impaled on her new Master's manhood as she left for a year of lovemaking with a handsome Black Master.

As poor old hubby Helmut watched wet eyed and in
awe ... ... as she left for a year of
lovemaking with a handsome Black Master.

The room was quiet after the display of naked lust by Elsa and Wesley and the silence was only broken when I was asked to stand in the middle of the room for the bidding to begin.

"This is Tina," said the big Black auctioneer over the sound system, " and I have been keeping the best for last."

I looked over at Michael, his eyes wide open and moist, his body trembling at the thought of the Woman he loves being purchased as a mate for an as yet unknown Master, and I suddenly remembered his tiny little pink prawn that passed for a penis. I thought about all of those unsatisfied nights and apologies from him so, although I loved him, I was determined to humiliate him.

Moving slowly through the crowd of Black Masters I stood, legs astride and breasts pointed directly at his weak face. I reached out to cup his tiny balls and caged penis in my hand and turned to the audience.

"Gentlemen," I said, "this is my husband Michael. And if this is all you have to offer, then leave now."

The roar of laughter confirmed what I had already suspected - I was going to have a very happy time with my new Master. And Michael would know why I would always think of him as less than a man - the perfect cuckold.

If the bidding had been fierce for Elsa, my sale took almost thirty minutes to conclude and some of my more eager suitors almost came to blows. Eventually I went for two and a half million to a very big and good looking Master called Desmond who owns an oil engineering consultancy in the Middle East.

Red faced and embarrassed, Michael could only look on as I swept past him with Desmond to his car and then to his private aircraft at Heathrow. And it was somewhere over France at thirty thousand feet that I felt his deliciously large manhood slide into me for the very first time. In the same way that it has done so many many times since the night of the auction.

Epilogue

I see Janice pretty often and I hear from Annette and Elsa almost every other day by text and they all tell me the same thing. Being 'Black Owned' is the only way to happiness for a modern Wife, that we are all deeply in love with our Masters and having hubbys to send our picures to, to remind them ...

... just a how much of a cuckold they really are, is just one of the more delightful features to the Natural Order.