Master Marko kept me up late into the night with my introduction to the world of the Collective. Then he put me, naked, in a small cubicle with a cot similar to a room at a sex club. The next morning, someone let me out and fed me breakfast. Master Marko showed up a little while later, as impeccably turned out as the night before. He told me that I could have a week to think about things and if he didn’t hear from me, he would assume I had changed my mind. He dropped me off at the same corner where he picked me up. I didn’t need time to think, though. I was actually afraid that, if I didn’t move now, I would talk myself out of it. That night I told my roommate that I had a job in another city. I was really sorry for leaving him hanging, but I had to jump on it. I told the one other guy that I was still friends with the same story. Most of the guys I knew had dumped me when I started hustling. I guess it’s fine to get fucked six or eight times a week as long as you don’t get paid for it. If anybody asked, Jim could tell them I left town. The next day, I called Master Marko to come get me. He sent his driver. That was the beginning of two weeks of training. I figured I wouldn’t need much. I’m certainly experienced at getting fucked. I wouldn’t call myself an expert cocksucker; I still have a gag reflex, but I think I’m better than average. Yeah, we got some cocksucking lessons, and fucked with a ten-inch dildo so we know what that feels like. We had to be paddled, flogged, whipped and a few other things but not much. Apparently, a lot of the masters want to train slaves themselves. If not, we would be sent back for that training after we were purchased. That was just the beginning, though. We had to learn formal table manners and dinner service, mixing cocktails, caring for clothes and shoes, lots of other stuff. We would be expected to serve our masters in absolutely any and every way they required. If they asked for anything that we couldn’t handle, we should call the auction house for advice, or training.The day finally came. Auction day. A lot of the boys were nervous wrecks. Honestly, I wasn’t. Having been a slut, I’m pretty confident about my looks. Having been an escort, I lost any modesty long ago. I was ready to be put on display and sell myself. I was surprised to realize that the thing that got to me was commitment. I never really thought about it but, for years, I only fucked men I could walk away from. I never let myself become attached. Even though it was clear from the beginning that Master Marko would not be my owner, I started to think that I wished he could be. I just hoped I would come to feel the same way about the man who bought me.I would be auctioned to the highest bidder. Then I would be owned. No backing out. No ghosting on Grindr. A done deal. On the block, I could barely see out into the crowd. Just enough to know there were a lot more men than I expected. During my training, men had been stopping by to see me. I would be brought to the block, and they would inspect me like a pedigreed dog or a thoroughbred horse. Of course, I wasn’t the only boy being auctioned that day, either. I guess my price was on an LED screen above the stage, but I could just barely see hands going up. A lot of them.Then it was over. The auction was closed. But my life was just beginning. Master Aries stepped onto the stage and Master Marko gave him a gold ring with my name engraved inside of it. As a boy, I wear a black bow tie to show my submission, or a leather collar, if my master wishes. He wears my gold ring to remind him of the responsibility he has for me.He took the ring, and then he turned to me. I was on all fours, with my ass on display. He didn’t acknowledge me in any way. He just dropped to his knees and buried his face in my ass, going after my hole like a man who hadn’t eaten in days. Of course, I’ve had my ass eaten more times than I could count. Never like that. Never with that kind of passion and determination. But then, he had just paid several hundred thousand dollars for it. My hole was already open from Master Marko showing me off. Master Aries tongue went deep into my ass, over and over.By the time he was ready to fuck me, my eyes had rolled back in my head. He has a big dick, but not the biggest I’ve had. Nothing like the ten-inch dildo. He fucked me like he ate my hole. At least with my tricks there was give and take. Master Aries left no doubt that I was owned and he was using me. His pleasure was so intense and obvious that I got swept up in it, though, wanting to give myself to him. He had me get on top and ride him. Every gasp and moan that I drew out of him was a reward.Finally, he had me on my back. I knew he was ready to breed me. He was reaching that threshold where even a dominant man loses control and becomes a slave to his dick wanting to breed. He was jackhammering into my ass. At a certain point, I just wanted it to be over. I was really surprised, though, that when he was ready to come, he pulled out and shot his load on my hole. I could feel it dripping down, warm and sticky. Then he gathered it up on the head of his dick and pushed it back in. As I felt his cum covered rod spearing into me, marking my guts with his seed, the feeling washed over me. I am owned.