4

That was last night’s ordeal. After being overwhelmed by pleasure to the point of fainting, Aria woke up to find herself at the Bride Auction House. Thankfully, the magical device that had tormented her lower body was gone, but being displayed in front of men while wearing barely-there underwear was even worse.

Aria struggled to open her heavy eyelids and examined the men before her. She let out a bitter laugh that no one could hear. 

Her former Imperial Knight, who had sworn loyalty to her during her days as the princess; Marquis Bailey, who had been responsible for her economic education; Banner, her childhood friend; Trevor, the Earl’s son who had once been discussed as a potential suitor; and finally, her uncle. 

They had all gathered upon hearing that Princess Aria was being auctioned off. Despite the shameful circumstances, none of them bothered to hide their faces, as she was now nothing more than a slave with no dignity to protect. 

The auctioneer, amused by Aria’s twisted expression, laughed heartily as he continued the proceedings. 

“What a depraved princess she is. Just showing herself to you all has made her wet. I can’t wait to see how much more she’ll drip.”

At that moment, a woman who appeared to be an assistant at the auction house entered, pushing a trolley. On it were various tools. Recognizing them as items frequently used during the Duke’s “training,” Aria’s face turned pale. She knew all too well how her body would react to those tools. Despite once being a princess, the thought of being humiliated in front of these familiar faces filled her with shame. 

“Now, let’s show you just how exquisite this item is.” 

The auctioneer, speaking in a proud tone, picked up a large feathered brush and approached Aria. 

“No… Don’t… Please…” 

“See how much she’s already dripping.” 

At his words, the men raised their opera glasses simultaneously. 

Once the auctioneer confirmed they were paying attention, he began teasing Aria’s body with the feather. As the soft bristles touched her skin, goosebumps spread across her smooth complexion. 

“Ahh…” 

When Aria twisted her body, her tied hands caused her ample chest to become even more pronounced. Her body, conditioned by Calix, was already leaking fluids. The thin fabric covering her was soaked, revealing the shape of her private area. Not only was her cl*toris visibly swollen, but the parted folds were also exposed, eliciting audible gulps from the men. 

“Just teasing her waist produces this much. But is that all?” 

“Ahhh…” 

When he lightly teased her groin, the fluids began soaking through her underwear entirely. Despite her struggles, her legs were bound, leaving her even more exposed. Tears of shame welled up in her eyes, but the auctioneer didn’t stop. Instead, he put down the brush and picked up a flexible leather whip adorned with tassels. 

“Observe.” 

“Ahhh…” 

Smack! The leather struck her cl*toris, causing Aria to gasp and release even more fluids. As the auctioneer struck her repeatedly, the fluids pooled in her underwear and began dripping onto the floor. The viscous liquid stretched like glue. The auctioneer dragged the whip over her private area, allowing the tassels to absorb the fluids. Holding it high, the bright lighting reflected the glistening liquid. 

“Isn’t this truly a rare sight?” 

“Indeed.” 

“I can’t wait to put it in her.” 

The men watching were on the verge of losing control, desperate to relieve themselves. However, knowing they could be expelled if they acted without permission, they restrained themselves with great effort. 

Unable to hold back, her uncle suddenly shouted. 

“Take it off now!” 

The auctioneer chuckled at the men’s flushed faces. He didn’t seem ready to reveal her completely n*de yet, clapping his hands instead. 

“Shall we hold a little event in the meantime?” 

“Stop with the events and get to the bidding!” 

“According to the Duke who trained her, she’s truly the finest honeyed treasure. Perhaps one of you should get a taste first?” 

The mention of tasting her silenced the room instantly. As the men’s lustful gazes intensified, Aria shook her head desperately. 

“No… Please, no…” 

“Oh dear, slaves shouldn’t have a say. I must have forgotten.” 

With exaggerated movements, the auctioneer slapped his own head before pulling out a gag. After securing it in Aria’s mouth, he deliberately taunted her with humiliating words to ensure she stayed quiet. 

“How about this—if you don’t like choosing one person, should we go for a group session?” 

“No… Mmm…!” 

“Excellent.” 

Satisfied with the gag’s effectiveness, the auctioneer addressed the men. 

“The entry fee for the event starts at 500 gold.” 

“What?” 

“That’s too high for something that’s not even an auction!” 

“If you’re unwilling, you can opt out. I’ll taste her myself and describe it to you instead.”

Unfazed by their complaints, the auctioneer retorted confidently, causing the men to grumble. Eventually, someone shouted. 

“600 gold!” 

It was Banner, Aria’s long-time friend. They had been close since their innocent childhood days, yet somehow, they had ended up in this dreadful situation. Aria looked at him pleadingly, as if begging him to stop, but he seemed too preoccupied with his arousal to notice. 

“700 gold.”

Marquis Bailey spoke next. He had always been composed and dignified while overseeing her education. Trembling with betrayal, Aria listened as his calm voice echoed through the room. 

“700 gold. Any higher bids?” 

“…1,000 gold!”

Aria’s uncle was present. Although he had always looked at her with filthy gazes, she never imagined he harbored such sinister intentions. As Aria began to sob, the auctioneer spoke as though showing her mercy. 

“Well then, sold at 700 gold.” 

“What? I said I’d pay 1,000 gold!” 

“You were too late. Please come up, Marquis Bailey.” 

The auctioneer dismissed the uncle as though he didn’t exist and invited Marquis Bailey to the stage. The Marquis, carefully hiding his prominent arousal, approached Aria. 

‘Master…’ 

Aria pleaded silently with her eyes, but the Marquis only calmly admired her. Her protruding n*pples and dampened private area made him want to pounce on her immediately. 

“Sigh… Every time Her Highness dozed off during lessons, I’ve wanted to touch these br*asts so badly. Now, I can look and taste them, but if I manage to buy Her Highness, I’ll be sucking on them even while she sleeps.” 

“Now, let’s stop with the unnecessary words. Please sit beneath her and open your mouth.” 

“…I can’t directly touch her?” 

“She hasn’t been sold yet, so that would be problematic. You must also consider the host’s position.” 

“Damn it, but 700 gold…” 

“You won’t regret it, Marquis.” 

Marquis Bailey reluctantly sat beneath Aria’s private area and opened his mouth. The auctioneer then lifted the thin strings of her panties from both sides. The stretched fabric pressed tightly against her sensitive area, providing deep stimulation. As the auctioneer moved the tightened portion back and forth, the friction against her cl*toris produced obscene sounds. The squelching noises alone were enough to arouse anyone. 

“Ahh! Ugh!” 

As if that wasn’t enough, the auctioneer took out a vibrating object and rubbed it rapidly against her cl*toris. This caused fluids to spray everywhere, filling the air with a lewd scent. Marquis Bailey, positioned below, extended his tongue to savor the fluids that had splashed onto him. 

“Ahh, uh, mm…” 

“How is it?” 

Meanwhile, Aria, having experienced a shallow climax, hung her head limply. Marquis Bailey wiped his lips with his thumb and replied. 

“It’s truly exquisite. As expected of someone who was once a princess, her fluids are rare and precious. Sweet with a tangy note—it’s worth every bit of the 700 gold.” 

“Indeed, the Marquis has excellent taste.” 

Marquis Bailey seemed reluctant to leave the stage, as though still yearning for the untouched br*asts. Only after being escorted off by an assistant did the auction resume.