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25 May 2013  

SubMonique101 68T
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1/14/2021 3:12 pm
25 May 2013


My nerves were already shot as the passenger van pulled up at the undisclosed location. This time I was told before I could remove the black material covering my eyes , "Don't take that off until you are led inside the building. I wasn't expecting a dude connected with your invitation." I was still not sure that I should have placed myself in this compromised position once again, but my goal at this auction had changed from entertainment, but now my self was chasing down 35mm negatives of a passed out Katherine at the Halloween party.

As I was led inside, the sounds of laughter and music from another room calmed me a bit, as I knew I wasn't being led into a trap. As we got closer I was then roughly tugged in another direction away from the party and what I could surmise was down a long hallway until I heard a door opened and I was pushed inside. As I pulled off the blindfold I heard the door loudly slam shut behind me. It looked like an interrogation room you might see in a movie, with a single metal table dominating the middle of the room lit by a single overhead light. There wasn't much else left to look at as I stared down four blank cinder block walls with what I could only imagine was a way mirror cut into one of the walls. There was a single chair on each side of the table. and a small TV monitor setup near the far side of the room. A manila folder and pen was placed on one side of the table with a pitcher of water and glasses on a silver serving tray completing the scene.

Just as I was about peek inside the folder I heard a key rattling in the door. I hadn't even realized it had been locked, and when both Mr. Paul and Mr. Fred entered together I knew I had to quickly prepare my thoughts, "HI. Why all the cloak and dagger? 's not like I haven't been to one of these before". Mr. Paul moved around the far side of the table and sat down in front of the mirror, "Have a seat." He was being way too formal for as Mr. Fred just stood ominously off to one side of the small room not saying a word. I settled into the empty chair determined to regain the upper hand in the situation.

"It's nice to see you again Dave, but I was hoping tonight would be another appearance of sexy Katie." He made blush slightly by the subtle comment before he continued, "It's okay, but we were looking forward seeing Kate after our overseas adventures. Also, several of the Master's from Halloween, that are here tonight to bid, were feeling the same way." I probably should have been shocked, but I actually felt a sense of pride that I had carried myself well enough as Kate in October to now have a few fans, "This is just an informality we do with any new employee. Think of it as a job evaluation interview." I cut him off before he went any further, "Well, I'm glad I could help out, but I'm not an employee. That was just a one-time deal." Mr. Paul opened the folder and looked at the notes inside, "Riiiiight."

Mr. Fred walked over to the monitor and turned it on. It was a feed from a security camera at the auction. Actually several different cameras as it flipped from view to view every five seconds. I was a bit surprised to see another costume party until I realized it was video from the Halloween party. It wasn't long before one of the views of the bar revealed Katherine in her car hop costume, turning away and swishing her ass like a true slut, "I love the way you move your ass in high heels, and how comfortable you were being the real you in public." Completely caught off guard by the closed circuit video Mr. Paul began the questionnaire, "So please be as truthful as possible so that we can truly evaluate you to determine if you are to remain on our invitation list."

I was expecting a typical set of questions, but quickly learned it was not like anything I ever expected, "So, did Kate like the idea of so many<b> strangers </font></b>seeing you as a girl, and did you like being a girl?" Without realizing it, my true submissive self was answering for me, "It was scary at first, but having a mask on helped get over my inhibitions." He wrote a few notes on the questionnaire and continued, "It's good you recognize you really are a woman. Do you think about females treating you like just one of the girls?" I hadn't really thought about it, but a part of me did, "It looked like you were enjoying yourself wearing your tight little dress and makeup. Do you fantasize a lot about becoming a woman?" All I could grasp onto was wondering where this was leading, "We would like to offer you a permanent position at all future auctions. How does that sound to you?"

I was faced with a life altering decision as I tried to remain strong, "I do appreciate the offer, but I would rather just be a part time guest, if that works for you." Again Mr. Paul made a note in the file before Mr. Fred broke in, "This is a one time offer, which would clear up your slate with me." I was shocked to see video of me on the monitor at the craps table visibly being the slutty waitress for the numerous male guests. I turned to Mr. Paul and before I could ask he answered my question, "Yes, I saw the photos from the end of the night. You looked so hot!" I stood up from my chair and wanted to run away, but knew it wasn't going to happen, "I've been attempting to give you the 'soft sell' of our activities, but I'm here tonight to lay our cards on the table."

Under the paperwork I could see more 8 x black and white photos, which he slid across the table toward , "You don't know it, but you are a big hit in the Amsterdam underground scene. You could make a lot of cash if you just let us take you there." The photos were even more graphic than the ones that had been sent to . The last of the stack were angles that made it look like I was being penetrated, and I audibly gasped when the final closeup showed a large black cock pressing part of it's fleshy head inside , "This was nothing I had planned, but I understand you were gambling during work hours and there was a price for your insubordination. It really wasn't smart of you do it right in front of Fred."

I slumped against the chair before regaining my composure, "You know this isn't right. I want the negatives!" Without hesitation he pulled a sleeve of negatives from the folder and pushed them across the table , "All you had do was as" As I held them up the light be sure they were what they said they were Mr. Fred began his speech, "Occasionally we do have 'amateur night' auctions. What are they you ask? It allows sissies like you have a brief taste of being a . It's a little bit more stylish and theatrical then just the flesh bidding at most of the slave auctions we sanction." Turning Mr. Paul for support he continued the 'hard sell' that his partner had started, "You get dressed up real pretty. Get up on the stage. Do a couple modeling turns like a high fashion runway model...and then the bidding begins. Don't worry, it's nothing permanent, just a night let your hair down and get your slut out."

I had what I had come for, so I tried make a clean break, "Thank you for the offer. I will think about it, but I will have turn it down at this time." <r. Paul wrote down a few more notes as Mr. Fred turned off the monitor before leading me to the door, "Thank you for coming this evening, but we will have to take your answers on advisement from our investors. We hope you understand, but you will be returned directly to your car and sent home. Sorry, but we must deny you entry tonight. Our next function is on September 7. I will contact you with our final decision." The blindfold was placed over my eyes and I was walked out to the van for a disappointing end to my evening.

Now I had to wait another months see if I would be accepted back into any future activities as my self and not the girl that they had accidentally awakened, Either way the decision went I felt I had experienced something that would always be a fond memory .

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