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received the list of tasks for the evening, as well as the strengths and weaknesses of our slaves. Keep that in mind when you make your bids."
    Dylan is in the first group that gets called to the middle. A DM from Switch—Master Hill, I think—stands up and receives the bids, slave by slave.
    Dante bids on Mistress Judy's sub, Elysia, but not high enough to win. Rio bids on her too, though it appears it's only to raise the cost and cause the final buyer to lose more money.
    In the end, a Dom whose name I don’t know buys her.
    Dylan is next, and Rio's quick to make a decent bid. At Dylan's subtle eye-roll, it dawns on me that Rio might be bidding on him as a favor to Cade.
    "Fifteen," Jeremy bids.
    "Twenty." Rio smiles.
    It goes on like that until Dylan is Rio's for twice that much.
    I sit close enough to hear what he murmurs in Dylan's ear. "Don’t roll your eyes at me ever again, slave. Yes, Cade asked me to buy you, but don’t you worry. Play your cards right, and I just might arrange so you get that ass full of cock. Your Daddy only wanted a say in who gets to use you."
    Umph . That begs the question…is Rio straight? Bi? Watching him fuck Dylan would be sexy.
    "Understood, Dominus." Dylan ducks his head, his cheeks red.
    In the next round, Gretchen is sold off to Master Hill. Mistress Judy buys two boys. 
    "You're up." Dante releases the chain from my collar.
    I exhale and join three other subs in the middle. And like with the others before us, Master Hill takes care of introductions, which is followed by a low murmur from the bidders who compare our strengths and weaknesses on the cards they have.
    A petite brunette next to me is first, and she's sold after two Doms almost argue over her.
    "And here we have a beautiful little blonde," Master Hill says, motioning for me to turn around. Little blonde? I'm five foot six, dammit. "Long, thick hair to grab on to." He gives my leather-bound hair a tug. "Experienced with rope and pleasing a Dominus's cock. But…foreign. Doesn’t understand our language very well."
    "Ten," Dante offers with a smirk.
    "Fifteen," another one says gruffly.
    I'd rather not go with him! First, I don’t know his name. Second, I've seen him use a single tail.
    "Twenty," Dante outbids.
    "Forty-five." Rio . His smooth voice silences everyone else.
    My pulse quickens. He warned me, said I better pray he doesn’t buy me as his house slave, but how can I not want this?
    "Sold—to Dominus Kelly."
    I look helplessly to Master Hill, given the role I have to play, and then to Rio, who smiles darkly and crooks a finger at me. Come .
    Dante slides over my card of limits to Rio, and I walk around two "kitchen slaves," who I assume are waitresses from Switch or something, as they bring in trays packed with food.
    "Kneel." Rio taps two fingers to the floor near where he's sitting on a low couch. I tilt my head at Dylan, and he nods at the floor where he's kneeling, too.
    Mirroring his position, I kneel down and sit back on my heels, my gaze firmly glued to the ground.
    "Such pretty slaves." Rio cups our faces and makes us look up. Behind me, the auction continues with the last group while Rio inspects his new wares. "I hope you'll prove to be useful, too." He sits back as he's served with wine and food, though his eyes never leave me or Dylan. "I think I want you both naked. Strip."
    I make it my thing to look to Dylan for instructions since I'm not supposed to understand English. So when he stands up to remove the leather piece covering his privates, I take the hint to do the same. Rio nods at me in approval.
    The wispy fabric falls from my body, but instead of cooling down, I feel hotter with Rio's predatory gaze on me.
    I want him to like what he sees. I want him to see a grown woman, not the sixteen-year-old girl he met in New York ten years ago.
    "Fucking flawless," he murmurs, leaning close to slide a hand up my thigh. A shiver runs through me as he traces the designs of the henna tattoo. "Come