The Auction (The Trilogy)

By Kathy Parks

A well-off southern family has run into financial troubles and has decided to auction off the wife. The idea sounded good to the wife until she realizes the winning bid is a black man.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kathy Parks
• Release date: May 24, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463900246

Kathy Parks

As a baby, Kathy Parks was thrown out with the bathwater. This experience shaped her life and art. She is the author of novels including The Lifeboat Clique and Notes from My Captivity, and she also works as an advertising copywriter. She lives with her husband, Michael, in Boulder, Colorado.

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The Auction

(The Trilogy)

By

Kathy Parks

Author Notes

Copyright © 2019 by

Kathy Parks

No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form without permission in writing from the author. Reviewers may quote brief passage in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.

This story contains mature content. If you are not an adult or if such content may disturb you, please don’t read.

Table Of Content

Author Notes

The Auction

Braking The Will

Morning

Master’s Date

Home Life, The Call

Birthday Present

Thank You

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The Auction

(The Trilogy)

The Auction

As my husband and I drive through the outskirts of Atlanta, I stare out the window at the beautiful homes. They all have similarities to the one my husband and I are raising my boy and girl. We send them to one of the best schools in the area. We belong to the preferred country club and mingle with the social elite.

Then why am I setting in a car wearing only shoes? Tough time calls for tough decisions as the old saying goes.

My name is Sandra Coffey, born and raised in Savannah. I am forty-one years old, weigh one hundred thirty-one pounds, am five feet six inches tall and have body measurements of 37D 34 38. My hair is auburn in color and cut short. I have a pleasant oval face with green eyes. I have been married to Tim, who is in investment, for twenty-two years.

Two years ago, the market really took a dive and to stay afloat, Tim used his own money to pay clients hoping things would turn around quickly. Of course, it didn't and we are in the process of having our house and cars repossessed.

About three weeks ago, Tim approached me with what I first thought was a crazy plan but after many heated discussions, I realized it was the only way to save face. Seems there is a place that allows wives to be sold to clientele for a period of a month or more. After receiving an informational package in the mail and seeing things even getting worse, such as the kids were about to be kicked out of school for non-payment of tuition, I agreed to go through with it. We devised a plan to cover my absence with the children, family, and friends. They would be told I had wanted to go to the Orient for an extended learning stay.

So far the worse thing other than the potential embarrassment has been the requirement of the piercing. After making an appointment with a piercing salon, Tim accompanied me for support. Having paid the fee up front, we are escorted to the rear of the store and I am placed in a reclining chair with my legs wide apart. But first I had to pull the bottom of my skirt to my waist and slip my briefs down my legs. You see, I have to get a ring attached to my vagina hood in such a way that it can not be removed.

A large young man with tattoos on both arms sits on a stool between my legs, leans forward and examines my vagina. Taking a cub of ice, he lifted my hood with his fingers and rubbed the cold cube on it until it was numb. Taking a large curved needle, he inserts it through the hood.

I hiss through my clenched teeth and squeezed my husband's hand while snapping, Numb hell.

Next, he connects an open gold ring to the end of the needle sticking through me. Pulling the needle from my hood, the gold ring is now through my hood as he detaches the needle. Presses the ends of