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Chapter 14 Part 1 Auction of Desire
The air was thick with that scent. One part of me wanted to get away, another couldn't stop watching. Truthfully, tonight this was the finest intoxicant saturating heaven and earth, sending everyone mad.
I pulled out the slip marked "100" again, glanced at it, folded it, pocketed it, capped the pen. Counting any further was pointless.
It was around midnight. The scene ahead was completely out of control.
"Quick, string up this slut bitch! Hahaha!"
Across from us, a small neighborhood garden was now ringed with people clapping, whistling, shrieking some simply coupling in the open.
At the center, four or five men hauled the already worn‑out Lin Jiabi up onto a massive iron frame like a gymnastics high bar.
The frame stood three meters high on a one‑meter stage, dead center. Pulleys ran along the crossbar.
Her wrists were cuffed no one knew which man had produced the handcuffs and a rope was tied to the chain. Two teams hauled her up until even her toes couldn't touch the platform.
Once they tied off the rope on both sides, her body stilled for a moment. She'd been a public toy for nearly two hours; now she panted, her ravaged yet unbowed breasts heaving in waves, curls and pubic hair gleaming under the lights, her honey flowing brighter than ever. From her turned‑out pink lips down her inner and outer thighs, everything shone wet.
"Pretty girl, feel good? Dance for us! Those long legs look amazing like that!"
Catcalls rose.
Dangling with no toe support and spurred on by the crowd, her long legs started to kick instinctively, her waist writhing like a watersnake an aerial dance raising the crowd's lust even higher.
"Yeah, just like that. Damn, those legs are so hot…"
"Fuck, they squeezed my ass so good kick harder! Hahaha…"
"This bitch's little pussy is heaven!"
Amid the cheers, Jiabi's cheeks burned like peach blossom in March; her leg dance grew more enticing. Long, rounded thighs flashed white in the lights, proud breasts and sharp tips bounced nonstop, her full, supple body alive with spring and springiness.
As the rope twisted, her whole body turned in a full circle. Everyone got every angle of her wanton form. With each slow spin, droplets of her juices flung out, wetting the stage.
"And this!"
A man scrambled up with a cardboard box, set it beneath her, now stuffed with small bills. He stuck on a placard: "5 yuan per fuck. Please pay first."
"Damn, can't take it my turn!"
A scrawny grandpa over seventy tottered up with a wad of change. The crowd roared. But once on stage, he moved spryly: he tossed the bills into the box, steadied Jiabi, and giggled, "Perfect height!"
He ripped off his clothes, exposing an old, black, twig‑like cock; laughter swelled again.
Sweat streamed down Jiabi's flushed face as she panted; the forced "dance" had drained her. But sensing a man in front of her again whoever he was her hungry body wriggled. That radiant, wanton smile bloomed anew. Even with no ground under her feet, she tried to open her legs.
"You've worked hard, girl don't move. Let Grandpa help."
Yellow teeth flashing, he spread her legs with his wrinkled hands, then gripped her waist. Her legs wrapped around his hips. Just before the old man took her, she threw her head back, closed her eyes, and let out a long, longing moan. Then that dazzling young body and the wizened black husk began pounding together wildly.
"A woman's most beautiful moment is when she spreads her legs and waits for a man, thirsting for his comfort. And when she's used poise gone, sweat shining, her sex dripping with cum and nectar that means she's made another man feel good."
Watching her, I recalled one of Yunyun's "maxims" and murmured it aloud.
"Interesting. Who said that?"
Yun Huijie stood beside me on a bar's second‑floor terrace the best vantage point in the place.
"A friend of mine. You know her too, Miss."
He nodded. "There aren't many women who truly reach that realm but it no longer fits Jiabi. How's your hand?"
I flexed my right fist and smiled. "Still a little sore."
"Haha. Honestly, I get why you did it."
He patted my shoulder. "Ah, she's looking at us."
Even as her rapturous cries rose, the furnace in her eyes softened for a moment. I knew that tenderness wasn't meant for me, yet I still smiled back.
"Girl, eyes here look at me. I'll spend these old bones on you tonight."
Whatever sweetness had passed in that lovers' glance shattered as the old man picked up his pace. To get a better angle, he lifted one of her legs.
"Isn't she playing it a bit too wild?" I asked.
"A bit but not her wildest. Know her record from college?" he grinned.
"How many?"
"One hundred thirty‑two men. No one's beaten it. Jiahua, her sister, went to the same school only forty for her. What a gap."
I said nothing. A man who'd taken both sisters was very likely close to marrying into the family, by the look of it.
"You're her boyfriend? She never mentioned you."
Blunt, but I needed to ask.
"We haven't been together long no surprise. We haven't met the parents yet."
He whistled, then clapped his hands, rallying the crowd to shout encouragement for the wheezing old man.
"Ah, come on, fill me fill me ah, so full…"
Compared to 132, tonight was nothing for her, even if it would have pushed any normal woman past her limit.
When she first bent over that table, wagging like a bitch in heat, the three men eating there had stared for minutes maybe even in this world, a "performance" like this still counted as bold.
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