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THE UNCONQUERED GODDESS… CONQUERED!
So read the headline above the livestream of the big-breasted Asian woman struggling in captivity.
Her gigantic chest heaved up and down as she struggled in the chair she was bound to.
Even though a layer of tape covered her mouth, the old man, dubbed The Danish Dominator, kept his hand clamped over it while monitoring the bids.
“10 million, do I see 11? Who wants 11 million for this fine and rare catch?” With that, he clamped a hand over one of her bare breasts, causing The Unconquered Goddess to emit a muffled moan.
In the chat bar, someone placed an 11 million dollar bid.
Leela sat back in her chair, feeling the warm breeze of the ocean on her wet skin, and turned down the volume while looking around.
She was seated with her back to the wall at a nearly empty beachside bar, but the fear of someone looking over her shoulder at the computer screen made her extra wary.
Even though she had her earbuds in, she worried about a random passerby hearing the sound of the Unconquered Goddess’ muffled cries.
The lithe Asian woman knew that she was being irrational.
The bar was a hole in the wall, and the server hadn’t been by to ask her if she wanted another drink in well over half an hour.
Looking out over the beach, she saw a few random people splashing in the waves, but they didn’t seem to notice Leela seated outside of the rickety, bamboo style bar that looked like it might blow over if the right gust of wind hit it.
That was fine with Leela though. For her, blending it was a challenge.
Born in Korea but raised in Australia, she possessed supermodel good looks.
Tall, lanky, and fit, her perfectly sized breasts swelled attractively under her tan bikini top.
Looking at her from a distance, one might mistake her for being completely nude since her bikini matched her skin tone.
Her bikini bottom wasn’t a thong but also barely covered her round and full rear end, and she had to keep shifting in her seat to prevent the old wicker chair from poking her almost completely exposed buttocks.
With her voluminous, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, sunglasses, and earbuds, Leela projected a feeling of being closed off, which was how she liked it.
Still, it was early in the day, and she knew that as the afternoon wore on, the beach would fill, and eventually someone would approach her.
She didn’t know what would be worse, being harassed by some loser on the beach, or that loser seeing that she was bidding on a bondage slave on the dark web.
Leela looked back at the screen. The bidding had increased to 12 million.
Now was her time to strike. She placed a bid for 13.
“Thirteen! Thirteen do I see 14?” The Dominator barked.
“Hmmph! Mmmmph!” The Unconquered Goddess seemed to be begging her online bidders to stop.
It got the opposite reaction, and someone bid fourteen.
Leela felt herself break out in a sweat and placed a bid for fifteen.
Maybe another dip on the beach after this is in order. She balled her fist.
“Nnnnmmoh shhhp!” The Unconquered Goddess heaved forward in her chair, causing her breasts to heave up again in quite an attractive manor.
She’s basically asking them to bid on her if she keeps this up. Leela grimaced, and increased her bid to sixteen.
“Yrrmmm pphhff!” The helpless former agent moaned.
“Oh she’s a feisty one, isn’t she? Just imagine this goddess struggling in your grasp? Isn’t she something?” The Dominator chuckled, keeping one hand over the woman’s mouth and another massaging her bare breast.
“Hrrrummp-” The Unconquered Goddess moaned before Leela muted the sound. She needed focus.
Enough fucking around. She grunted, and placed a bid for $25 million.
Even though the sound was down, she watched as The Dominator’s eyes lit up at the amount of the bid. Even The Goddess’ eyes went wide at the sight of the large bid.
For a moment there was no activity in the chat bar, it seemed that Leela had successfully scared off any potential buyers.
The Dominator held up one finger, signaling that it was going once…
No more bids…
Going twice…
Just as he was raising his third finger, another bid was placed.
Leela’s eyes widened at the amount and her heart leapt into her throat, causing her to choke on her own spit.
On the screen, she thought The Dominator was going to have a heart attack.
The Unconquered Goddess’ chest heaved up and down in awe as she looked at the bid.
As she watched, Leela noticed a bead of sweat trailing down on of The Goddess’ breasts and then hanging from her nipple.
$40 million. Someone bid $40 million to own the Unconquered Goddess.
Leela sat back, feeling the once ice cold sweat dripping down her body turn to liquid fire.
In that moment she felt as helpless as The Unconquered Goddess, and stared at the screen.
Going once…
Going twice…
Sold!
The Unconquered Goddess squeezed her eyes shut and let out a mewl into her gag, causing the bead of sweat along her nipple to drop down.
Leela slammed her laptop shut and crossed her arms over her chest, furious.
Her quest to find The Unconquered Goddess had gotten a little more complicated, but that was fine. She was up to the task.
And she had a name to follow.
***
"Well my dear, You'll have to learn how to live with a gag from now on!" The Danish Dominator smiled down at the helpless Xia.
Despite the rocking of the van around them, the old man was able to maintain his balance perfectly as they drove the captive agent towards her new home.
"Nn, mmm hnn n nmnm!" She protested and twisted slightly, as her current conditions allowed her to do little else.
Xia was still completely naked save for her thong, and strapped to a medical gurney.
A strip of masking tape was pulled over her mouth, keeping a wadded cloth sealed between her lips.
The tape was then pulled back across the headpiece of the gurney, keeping Xia’s head flat against it and giving her little chance for movement.
“Ah yes, I must thank you, you fetched quite the high price.” He smiled and rubbed one of her bare breasts almost affectionately.
“Sttpph Nnnn!” She squirmed.
The Dominator laughed, smiled, then leaned over and kissed her taped lips.
“Hmmph!”
Her captor stood up and looked across the back of the van towards the other passenger, Siewi, who was no better off than Xia.
Her hands were cuffed behind her, and she was clad in a thong and heels.
Another pair of handcuffs secured her ankles, limiting her ability to walk.
The same masking tape that sealed Xia’s lips were also wrapped around Siewi’s mouth several times, effectively gagging her as well.
The younger woman’s eyes shifted from the helpless Xia to The Dominator expectantly.
Just then, the van slowed, causing Xia to emit a squeak of apprehension.
“Ah, it seems we have reached our destination.” The Dominator exclaimed and stepped to the rear of the van.
“Urrmmm mmmfff…” Xia moaned, trying to twist her head to see where they had landed, but the tape made any movement almost impossible.
Siewi even huffed into her gag as the van came to a halt. A moment later, The Dominator opened the rear doors and Xia felt the gurney being lifted out.
“Ummmmphh mmph! Mmmmph!” She cried, feeling herself being wheeled out of the van.
Behind her, The Dominator pushed Siewi along as the young flight attendant stared ahead with mournful eyes. Xia almost felt sorry for Siewi sometimes, except for the fact that the attendant was a major accomplice to Siewi’s predicament.
“Ah here she is, and in pristine condition.” The Dominator exclaimed.
To Xia’s surprise, two middle aged, balding men who looked more like butlers than criminals peered down at her.
As she blinked up at her captors, she realized they were butlers, complete with the white gloves and everything.
They grabbed the gurney containing Xia and wheeled it along as The Dominator and Siewi followed.
The captive agent tried to take in her surroundings as they moved. She could see high brick walls above her, and windows. They were outside of an estate or mansion of some kind, a big one.
Almost like a castle. She thought as she was wheeled under an archway.
A moment later they were inside, pulling her through a dim hallway, then through a large kitchen.
Xia seemed to catch a glimpse of kitchen staff going about their business as she was wheeled through but it was hard to tell, and then out into another hallway, this one brightly lit and richly decorated with tapestries, paintings, and statues on either side.
A hoarder. She realized as she was wheeled down the hallway. Whoever had bought her in the auction was the rich type who collected things just to have them. All he was doing was adding Xia to his collection.
Then a set of doors burst open and Xia was wheeled into a large, grand ballroom. She heard musicians somewhere playing classical music, but they stopped once the bound and helpless woman was brought in. There was a gasp from a large crowd, followed by a volley of whispers.
“Hhrrrmmggg…” Xia cried, looking around the room.
Hungry eyes stared down at her from grotesque faces.
As she examined the crowd more closely, she noticed they were all men of various shapes and sizes.
All of them wore tuxes, and she realized that they were wearing masquerade masks.
Every one of the musicians in the corner wore blindfolds, and after a moment went back to playing beautiful music as the men at the gathering all stared at Xia with lust filled eyes.
Xia suddenly became very aware of her own nudity.
She'd suffered humiliation after humiliation, yet just when it seemed like it couldn't get any worse, her kidnappers found a way to embarrass her further.
She rocked the gurney back and forth as she tried to wiggle free.
She wanted nothing more in that moment than the ability to cover herself.
However, the straps held firm, so she could only scream in frustration.
"Nnmn nph phn hmmm!" She cried, noticing how the crowd of masked faces were creeping in closer to her.
As she struggled, Xia caught a glimpse of The Dominator’s face, and his expressing made her skin crawl.