

Introduction
The penniless Charlotte dreams of a bright future. But she has nothing to sell but herself and her virginity. She chooses to auction both to the highest bidder. Charlotte’s buyer becomes her Master and he chooses to share her with his friend.
But when she later returns to them, as the relationship between the Three develops, it becomes clear that there is more to Charlotte than a young woman in need of money.
Who is Charlotte?
What are her secrets?
And if her past returns, who will pay the price?
A Tale of BDSM, Ménage, Erotic Romance and Suspense
Chapter 1
I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I’m scared, trembling as I face them.
I can’t complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I’ll have more money than I’ve ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days and... I’m scared.
I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they’re in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they’re all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me.
“Charlotte, turn around,” instructs the auctioneer. “The clients want to see what they are paying for.”
I swallow hard and turn slowly around and trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding.
“Raise your head,” shouts a voice from the floor. “At these prices, I want to see what I’m getting.”
I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It’s too late for me to back out now. If I do, they’ll never give me a second chance and I’ll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime.
All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, “If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they’re going to have a good time with you.”
I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendly-looking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder.
“Now then gentlemen,” starts the auctioneer. “We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twenty-two years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a virgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her virginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients.”
“So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?”
Please, please let the bidding go well. I can’t have done this for nothing.
There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing ear-pieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses.
The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousand-dollar increments. Well, at least I don’t have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards.
One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, good-looking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me.
A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. “A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more.” He addresses me directly, “Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price.”
“Undress now? All the way?”
“It’s up to you Charlotte. No-one is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances.”
I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much beyond displaying a bit of cleavage with a low-cut blouse. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace bra and panties.
“C’mon,” shouts a voice from the back “let’s see the rest.” Oh God, don’t let it be him...
Flushing, I unclip my bra, releasing my large, pendulous breasts. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me.
Slipping fingers inside my panties, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn’t anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be.
Naked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears.
Oddly, I don’t.
The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering.
It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this.
Shaking my head, my long copper-bronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders, draping slightly over my breasts and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flat-stomached, narrow-waisted and long-legged, I know that I have something worth selling.
The bidding resumes.
With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents.
The bidding settles into a three-way war between a short fat man (urgghhhh… noooo...), a tall, kinda-Asian-looking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see.
The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking pissed off. The bidding continues between the Asian guy and the other...then pauses...
“Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back.” The hammer hovers then bangs down. “Sold! Number 247.”
Last Chapters
#181 CHAPTER 180: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 73
Last Updated: 7/13/2025#180 CHAPTER 179: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 72
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#179 CHAPTER 178: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 71
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#178 CHAPTER 177: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 70
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#177 CHAPTER 176: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 69
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#176 CHAPTER 175: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 68
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#175 CHAPTER 174: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 67
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#174 CHAPTER 173: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 66
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#173 CHAPTER 172: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 65
Last Updated: 7/9/2025#172 CHAPTER 171: The Virgin and the Masters, Part 64
Last Updated: 7/9/2025
You Might Like 😍
A FORCED CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE DEVIL
MXM R18+
A FORCED CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE DEVIL.
I sucked in my breath when he all of a sudden took hold of my jaw and kept my other hand above my head" "Let go of me, you devil," I beat against his chest repeatedly. I wanted to shove him off me but he didn't even budge a bit. Within minutes , l brought my knee up and kicked him in the shin. As soon as I did, he groaned out in pain and I took that as an opportunity to free myself from his grasp. I rushed quickly to the other side of the room desperate to get away from him.
He wasn't going to do as he pleases with me and yet we are fellow men
An Ice Queen for sale
Alice is an eighteen-year-old, beautiful figure skater. Her career is just about to climax when her cruel stepfather sells her to a wealthy family, the Sullivans, to become the wife of their youngest son. Alice assumes that there is a reason a handsome man wants to marry a strange girl, especially if the family is part of a well-known criminal organisation. Will she find the way to melt the ice cold hearts, to let her go? Or will she be able to escape before it’s too late?
Hucow: Naughty Nectar Farms
Hey, my name's Alice, and my boyfriend's name is... Yeah, no, we're not doing that song and dance. Naw. Once upon a time, I was just another girl hoping for a simple life after high school. Now, I'm ensnared in the grotesque reality of Naughty Nectar Farms (NNF), not a farm but a prison where shadows don’t just whisper—they scream with the horrors of the night.
My stepfather, blinded by greed, sold my freedom and my innocence to this nightmare. Here, I am nothing more than livestock, subjected to the twisted whims of those who see women as commodities to be bred, milked, and broken. But while they may have trapped my body, they can't imprison my will.
Each day, I hear the hushed, sinister talks of breeding and milking disguised as agricultural innovation. I see the cruel fate of my fellow captives, poked, prodded, and dehumanized. Yet in this lab of horrors, where humanity is stripped away, I hold onto one truth—they think I am weak, demure, broken. They are mistaken.
I am guilty of many things, but submission is not one of them. Here in the depths of despair, my fury simmers. I am plotting, waiting. For though they have taken much, my resolve grows with each passing day. I will lead us out of this darkness, or die trying. This is no ordinary farm, and I am no ordinary woman.
Mating Moon
I Am His Wolfless Luna
Ethan also kept emitting deep roars in my ear, 'Damn... I'm going to cum... !!!' His impact became more intense and our bodies kept making slapping sounds.
"Please!! Ethan!!"
As the strongest female warrior in my pack, I was betrayed by those I trusted most, my sister and my best friend. I was drugged, raped, and banished from my family and my pack. I lost my wolf, my honor, and became an outcast—carrying a child I never asked for.
Six years of hard-won survival turned me into a professional fighter, fueled by rage and grief. A summons arrives from the formidable Alpha heir, Ethan, asking me to return as a wolfless combat instructor for the very pack that once banished me.
I thought I could ignore their whispers and stares, but when I see Ethan's emerald-green eyes—the same as my son’s—my world tilts.
Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother
Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, possessive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries.
EXCERPT
Blood everywhere. Trembling hands.
"No!" My eyes blurred.
His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved—dead.
Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother.
Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move.
At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession.
Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom.
The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her.
On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother.
She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his.
But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Crossing the lines ( Sleeping with my Best friends)
get together with the rest of our college friends,led me to reveal some of my secrets. And some of theirs. From being accused by friends I gave up. Little did I know the get together was just a ruse for them to get back into my life and they were playing the long game, making sure I belonged to them and them only.
Dean's POV : The minute we I opened the door and saw her ,so beautiful, I knew it was either going to go our way or she ran. We fell in love with her at Eighteen,she was seventeen and off limits,she saw us as brother so we waited, when she disappeared we let her ,she thought we had no idea where she was ,she as absolutely fucking wrong. We watch her every move and knew how to make her cave to our wishes.
Aleck's POV : Little Layla had become so fucking beautiful, Dean and I decided she would be ours. She walked around the island unaware if what was coming her way.one way or the other Our best friend would end up under us in our bed and she would ask for it too.
From omega to luna
As he took in her face, his eyes met her ice blue ones, and he stopped breathing for a moment.
While he was frozen, his wolf was ecstatic and tried to push him forward. She looked just as surprised as him. He took two strides and ended up inches away from her.
“Mate!” he growled, never breaking eye contact.
***Bella is an omega, lowest in rank of the pack. But she has accepted her place in life. Graham is the alpha, top of the rank. Strong, fierce, and determined to do what is best for his pack. In his mind, he doesn’t have any time for a mate. Yet they meet each other in the midst of the biggest conflict between the packs and rogues to date.
Heartsong
I looked strong, and my wolf was absolutely gorgeous.
I looked to where my sister is sitting and her and the rest of her posse have jealous fury on their faces. I then look up to where my parents are and they're glaring at my picture, if looks alone could set shit on fire.
I smirk at them then I turn away to face my opponent, everything else falling away but what was here on this platform. I take my skirt and cardigan off. Standing in just my tank and capris, I move into a fighting position and wait for the signal to start -- To fight, to prove, and not hide myself anymore.
This was going to be fun. I thought, a grin on my face.
This book ”Heartsong” contains two books “Werewolf’s Heartsong” and “Witch’s Heartsong”
Mature Audience Only: Contains mature luangege, sex, abuse and violence
Claimed by My Bully Alpha
Suddenly, the boy who used to be her tormentor had turned into her protector, attracting the attention of not only other allies, but jealous classmates that want her gone forever. But how can she accept the fact that the boy who had tormented her all through high school was suddenly obsessed with her? Will she give love a chance or will she end up just like her mother, broken and destroyed and six feet under.
The Son of Red Fang
Alpha Cole Redmen is the youngest of six born to Alpha Charles and Luna Sara Mae, leaders of the Red Fang pack. Born prematurely, Alpha Charles rejected him without hesitation as weak and undeserving of his very life. He is reminded daily of his father’s hatred for him paving the way for the rest of his family to become the same.
By adulthood, his father’s hatred and abuse towards him has spilled over into the rest of the pack making him the scapegoat for those with the sadistic need to see him suffer. The rest are simply too afraid to even look his way leaving him little in the way of friends or family to turn to.
Alpha Demetri Black is the leader of a sanctuary pack known as Crimson Dawn. It’s been years since a wolf has made their way to his pack via the warrior’s prospect program but that doesn’t mean he’s not looking for the tell tale signs of a wolf in need of help.
Malnourished and injured upon his arrival, Cole’s anxious and overly submissive demeanor lands him in the very situation he’s desperate to avoid, in the attention of an unknown alpha.
Yet somehow through the darkness of severe illness and injury he runs into the very person he’s been desperate to find since he turned eighteen, his Luna. His one way ticket out of the hell he’s been born into.
Will Cole find the courage needed to leave his pack once and for all, to seek the love and acceptance he’s never had?
Content Warning: This story contains descriptions of mental, physical and sexual abuse that may trigger sensitive readers. This book is intended for adult readers only.
Secrets of Us: A Forbidden Love Romance
He’s angry from the conversation last night. I can feel it, I can see it in his dark eyes. It’s only confirmed when he slams into me without preparing me.
I cry out and he soothes me with kisses on my neck and nibbles on my skin. Still he doesn’t slow down. He starts at a quick pace, at a strength that already has my legs trembling.
I grab onto his shoulders, cries leaving my lips every time he slams into me. It turn wet, not from the water, but from how much he makes my pussy happy.
Alina leaves everything she knows behind after she is in a terrible car accident that tears her family apart. A new home, a new school and a fractured relationship with her mother are only the beginning of the things this change will throw her way. Immediately she catches the attention of three men, and she can’t deny what she feels for them, too. Quickly, and much to her demise, she finds out that their lives are much more intertwined than she would have ever hoped for. She had hoped to discover herself in this new place, but everything only tears her apart. Who will she choose between Zaid, the bad boy, Aiden, her sweet jock, and Jake, and older man who can't seem to keep his hands off of her?