Secret Hotwife Auction

Jay is a D.J. working the night shift at a small radio station in a small town. His sleeping during the day gives his beautiful wife, Luna, time to get into trouble. There’s little money, so when the powerful Turrell catches her stealing, real trouble begins. Soon, Turrell demands sexual favors, and Luna finds herself for sale at the secret hotwife auction.

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The bar was slowly filling up with men and the women they’d brought with them. Turrell and the bartender kept a close watch on the door and weren't allowing anybody in that they didn't want. I noticed that while the men sat, the women were directed to go through an unmarked door.

At precisely ten p.m., according to the clock hanging behind the bar, Luna walked in wearing a nearly see-through dress that would have looked at home on “the red carpet.” The dress had strategically placed material, but the rest of my wife’s body was on clear display. The bartender very quickly locked the door behind her and hung out the “closed for a private party” sign.

Luna looked around nervously, her eyes wide, before spotting Turrell by the bar and hurrying straight to him. The men made way for her and grew quiet, watching her walk in the flimsy dress. She was still wearing her chainlink collar, and when she stopped in front of Turrell, her nervous shaking made the metal links rattle. Luna wasn’t looking at anyone except Turrell, and yet her excitement was evident, at least to me.

“Gentlemen,” Turrell said, his ‘street’ accent gone. “This is my new woman. Luna, you know to get on your knees for me.”

Luna glanced up at him, her eyes glissing and her face growing even pinker, then she dropped to her knees on the dirty bar floor. Her hands were at her side, and her head hung down. Turrell then snapped a leash on her collar, a long leash on a wind-up reel.

“Stand up,” he ordered. We all watched as Luna scambled to her feet, then Turrell turned my wife around so the entire crowd could get a good look at her.

Only then did Turrell order my wife to take off her dress.