Third blow

The auction of noble maidens was appointed once every three months, and instead of lots, all pupils who had reached the age of 18 were exhibited individually.

This private club was famous for its auction all over the world and people flocked here from all corners to purchase outlandish goods. Someone was looking for a submissive wife, while someone needed an obedient housekeeper or slave. The girls were taught not only to serve correctly, but also to know at the everyday level several main languages, the speakers of which were frequent clients of these auctions.

The cost of each auction started with a minimum rate, and sometimes reached such amounts that could cover the costs of a hospital for a year in advance.

The auction room was located on the basement’s first level, in the main client area, where there were hotel rooms, bars, and all sorts of unusual halls for sexual pleasures.

Diana heard about this from pregnant women, but the pupils were not allowed to leave the third level without being accompanied by one of the teachers. Finally, Diana will see everything for herself. The elevator lifted her and other girls. The elevator stopped at a huge and cozy assembly hall, located in a section separated from the hotel blocks. All the girls were visibly nervous.

“The more a man pays for you, the more likely he will appreciate and care for you. So girls, your task is to sell yourself at a higher price when the time comes.” Sighed the caring teacher, trying to discern something dear in these common children.

“Try to smile and do your best to repay the owners of the club for their care for you all these years. Your task is to get as much money out of these rich people as possible!” Exhorted their teacher, who raised them as her daughters.

Diana and her ‘sisters’ did everything possible to prepare for this solemn and exciting day. Each understood that the better she showed herself, the more expensive she would be able to sell herself, and therefore, she would have much better chances for a good life.

In anticipation of the great day, when the day of the auction came, Diana dreamed with all her heart and hoped that she would be bought by a caring and kind person who could give her the opportunity to see sunlight every day and would treat her well.

Most of the wealthy members of the club bought themselves a docile virgin wife, fully trained in how to keep the family home. Each girl had a chance that she would be bought specifically for marriage. With a sinking heart, Diana was waiting for her finest hour and finally, it came.

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This will be the first time Diana touches a man. For eighteen years, she saw them only in pictures and in the form of a mannequin, there was no limit to excitement. She will lose her innocence tonight. All her life she was prepared for this moment, taught to walk correctly, take care of herself, and talk. By the day of the auction, each girl was fully prepared to be the most ideal wife or concubine for absolutely any man.

On the night of the auction, many wealthy men gathered in the hall, Diana and several of her friends, dressed in translucent clothes that did not hide their youthful dignity, were waiting for their name to be announced and were noticeably nervous. Diana knew that with her appearance she had a great chance to get paid good money for her, which meant that she had a better position in front of her fellow sisters.

During the auction, when the bids start, and the hall becomes unbearably hot from male hormones, the girls demonstrate their abilities by showing dance or gymnastic numbers. Diana heard the voices, the audience shouting, arguing, raising the stakes. Her heart was about to burst out of fear. She goes next. Another moment - and her exit!

A bright light hit her eyes and for a moment she closed them, hiding her face from the spotlights. But, having gathered herself, she smiled and turned to the audience, demonstrating her graceful gait. The starting price was announced and the room became noisy again. The stakes were growing, but not as fast and high as the girl had hoped. It was necessary to save the situation.

Diana began to jump, doing beautiful ballet passes in the air, spinning and squatting in obedience.

First, she showed her favorite routine, ‘Aplomb’, a technique she prepared to demonstrate to the man her excellent balance and the ability to stand on one leg for a long time, then she showed arabesque, hinting to a potential buyer of her perfect flexibility and the ability to lift her leg to such an incredible height.

She did everything that she knew how to do perfectly and better than anyone else. And at the end of her performance, she sat down on a split, bowing to the audience and illuminating them with her childish and naive smile.

The hall buzzed and the rates went up sharply. Diana was nervous, even though she had been trained for so many years to be the perfect slave for whoever bought her. But the poor thing was terribly afraid, uncertain if she would be able to put into practice everything that she had been taught. What if her customer turned out to be one of those who like to beat women? Would she be able to endure his bullying and be obedient and grateful to him at the same time?

“Not now! Don't panic! Do justice to yourself!” The girl tried to hide her concern, but sometimes, it was too much to hide.

Third blow! The sale was made, but Diana couldn't see who made the last bid. Anxiety went off scale, turning into nervousness.

The mere thought that she would lose her virginity that night frightened the poor girl very much. And the most important fear that settled in her did not allow her to calm down: who was the man who would deprive her of her innocence? She tried not to think about the bad and come to terms with the inevitable. After all, who is she in this world? For her from the very birth, everything had already been decided, so was it worth it now to be so nervous if everything was already predetermined?

The room where Diana was sitting was noisy and cheerful. The girls discussed their customers, said goodbye, made plans, and dreamed. Diana sat alone sadder than a cloud and looked thoughtfully at her friends.

“Will I never see them again?” An unexpected thought, like lightning struck her temples and she suddenly became very scared.

Sitting closer to one of the women hairdressers who were preparing them for the auction, she began to ask stupid questions, most likely to calm down, and not in order to get answers.

“Do you think a good man bought me?” She began, carefully entering the topic of interest to her.

“Who knows, daughter, there are different men. Most of the buyers come from abroad, but they say there are those who buy themselves a new wife every three years. Basically, these are the oldest and richest members of the club.”

The conversation with this woman only upset Diana even more and she chose to wait for her fate on the sidelines, retiring and trying not to think about anything.

One of the most cherished desires of the young beauty was to fall in love with her master to the point of unconsciousness, and so that she would be of the highest value to him! So that he could provide her with good living conditions, without punishing in excess of what she could endure. But she also realized that it was more of a fantasy, that in real life everything could be different.

The average age of buyers started at 45, it was very rare when someone younger came for a virgin. The maximum age of men who were members of the club and participating in the auction was 75. Diana assumed that marrying such an old man or being his concubine was the worst nightmare for every ward of the ‘school of noble maidens’, but no one spoke about it aloud. Each silently hoped that she would be lucky. Also, Diana dreamed that a man in his prime would choose her and they would live happily ever after.