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The purple sequined dress clung to me like a second skin.  I ran my hands along the rough sequins sewn into the silky fabric.  My mind still couldn’t wrap itself around being invited to this high society charity ball. I’d met the CEO of the non-profit organization at the bookstore a week ago.  At first, I was worried when I realized he was following me around the store.  He didn’t even seem to be trying to be discreet about what he was doing.  When I turned and confronted him, he introduced himself and began to explain that he was smitten with me from the moment he saw me.  My worries melted away.  I got lost in his sea-green eyes and knew I would do anything he wanted.

Purple

That’s how I found myself dressed in a curve-hugging slinky purple sequined gown.  My hair is professionally and perfectly done.  He’d even sent over a professional makeup artist.  I heard a car pull up outside and then a knock at my door.  Taking one last look in my full-length mirror, I made my way to my front door.  I opened my door to find a well-dressed limo driver greeting me with a smile and ready to drive me to the charity ball.

My stomach fluttered as I sat in the back of the limo.  This was the fanciest car I had ever been in.  The drive wasn’t very long and the flutters in my stomach became stronger as the limo door was opened.  My handsome and powerful CEO date was there to help me out.  He tucked my hand into the crook of his arm and guided me inside.

extravagance and opulence

The signs announcing a charity auction should have been my first clue that things weren’t quite what I thought they were.  But I was so absorbed in taking in all of the extravagance and opulence around me.  He led me up onto a stage.  Then whispered in my ear that this was all for charity.  My contribution was for a very good cause.

I shivered as I looked down at all the men staring up at me with hungry lustful looks.  Then looked at him over my shoulder when he began to unzip my dress.  He told me he knew exactly what kind of girl I really am.  So, it wouldn’t be of any use for me to protest.  After he’d removed the dress he’d picked for me, he removed my bra and panties too.  Then the bidding began.

The highest bidder got to fuck me first right there in front of everyone.  Then another round of bidding began.  All night long, they took bids and one by one each man took his turn fucking me in the hole of his choice.

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