Now, this one is named Stefan Salvadore. He's eighteen, born on December 24th. He's been here at the auction house since he was four. He's never had a dom before, and he's a virgin. I'll start the bidding at... five hundred!" The auctioneer announced. The auctioneer only set the price so low because normally people never bitted over Stefan. They weren't too fond of the fact that Stefan has been here for so long, they thought something was wrong with him.
Stefan' wrists and ankles were cuffed to the wall and he was stark naked. He was so uncomfortable, all he wanted was for the workers to release him and send him back to his cage. He doesn't like his cage at all, especially since he can barely move, but he would rather be in there than naked in front of hundreds of strangers.
"One thousand!" A buyer shouted. Stefan' breath hitched and his head shot up. It was hard to see the man's face, but he appeared to be tan.
Just as the auctioneer was about to announce that Stefan was sold, another man bitted. "Two thousand!"
Stefan was utterly shocked. Two men had betted for him.
"Three thousand!" The first bidder shouted.
"Five thousand!" The second one called out.
There were a few moments of silence before the first one yelled, "five thousand five hundred!"
Immediately, the second bidder stated clearly and loudly, "seven thousand."
The auction man shouts, "sold to number 47! Please come over to collect your new submissive."
Two workers at the auction release Stefan from the cuffs and help him down. Stefan winced and whimpered as he walked off the stage. His bum still hurt from the punishment he received in the morning. He was caught touching himself, and the consequences were sever. He received fifty swats to the bum. He colored when they reached thirty five, but the workers just told Stefan to shut up.
Stefan kept his eyes glued to the floor, knowing dominants didn't like it when submissives looked at them without permission. His looked dry and dirty. He was, however, barefoot and walking on dirt.
Stefan could hear footsteps coming toward him. He assumed it was his dominant.
He felt fingertips raise his head by his chin. "You can look at me," his dominant whispered.
His dominant had light skin with olive green eyes and long curly hair. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black shirt with red stripes. "Hello, Stefan. I'm Klaus Mikaelson, your new dom. But I prefer for you to call me daddy."
"O-Okay," Stefan stuttered. He was so nervous and his palms were sweating.
Klaus raised an eyebrow. "Okay what?"
It took a while for Stefan but he eventually caught on. "Okay, daddy."
