Warning - this story takes place in a dystopian American society, one that I do not condone. However, I liked the situation to set up the story. Not too much sex in this first part. As always, feedback, comments, and votes are welcome.

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Anna stood exposed on the stage. She was naked, her hands cuffed behind her back, her ankles shackled together. A large, thick metal collar around her neck attached to a set of metal chains. Her handler held the other end of the chain link. He had pulled her, rather unwillingly, onto the stage. Bright lights made it easy for all of the potential bidders to see Anna while leaving her blind to those doing the bidding.

The bidding had started at $10,000. A high opening for a woman her age, but her lack of children and large fake tits made her a hot commodity. That’s all she was, a commodity. A thing to be purchased. Only a few short months ago, Anna was working as a paralegal at a prestigious law firm. Her husband, Harry, was a senior software engineer. But as the bidding passed $30,000, Anna knew that life was over.

A lot had changed since the fall of Roe v Wade. The supreme court reversed several other landmark cases related to women’s rights. At the same time, Republicans at the state and federal levels enacted new laws that, under certain circumstances, made women property that could be bought and sold. There were protests, but the government quickly moved to crush all opposition.

Despite the authoritative regime, Anna and Harry lived a fairly nice life. They, like most Americans, were against the policies, but chose to try to make the best of the situation. They had a modest house in a suburban neighborhood, and they did everything they could to try to stay out of the watchful eye of law enforcement.

Unfortunately for the couple, both were laid off within weeks of each other. They had some savings, but not enough to cover their mortgage for more than a month. By law, if a married couple missed payments on their mortgage for two straight months, then the woman would become property of the state. Little was known to the public about what would happen after a woman was taken by the government. Women were arrested for unpaid debts, sometimes it was due to “crimes” (the legitimacy of the crimes were often debatable). In some cases, women were taken for no reason, although this typically only occurred if the woman was unmarried.

Anna was arrested only 12 hours after the second payment was missed. She was cuffed and led outside onto the lawn where a few neighbors had gathered to see the commotion. Anna wore a pink t-shirt, jeans, as well as her bra and panties. Only a few steps onto the lawn and one of the officers made an announcement.

“For crimes against the republic, Anna Torres is now property of the government. She no longer has any rights of personhood.” Miranda rights had been replaced by this statement which wasn’t made to the accused, it was for the benefit of the public. As soon as the statement was finished, both of the officers used a blade to cut Anna out of her clothing, leaving her completely naked in front of her neighbors. Some turned and went back inside as the scene ended, one pervert took several pictures, others stayed to take in as much as possible before Anna was hauled away. Harry knew better to try to help her. He had been informed that he was, for the moment, permitted to stay in the house, but given no other information.

Anna was told everything once she arrived at the slave conditioning camp. Anna’s new classification under the government was “debt slave”. In two weeks, she was to be auctioned off. She was told that the bank and government had negotiated a price for the couple’s remaining mortgage. If Anna’s price at auction was equal to or greater than the debt, Anna would be sold as a slave and Harry would be able to keep the house. If Anna’s price was less, well, as are most things related to the government, it was quite complicated. In this scenario, Harry would become slave labor for the government, Anna would be temporarily the property of her buyer, and the house would be foreclosed on by the bank. When Anna was no longer property of her buyer, she would be classified as a “common whore” for the government to sell to any man by the hour. None of this sounded appealing to Anna; however, she was hopeful she could at least reach the price negotiated so that Harry could keep the house.

Anna had two weeks in order to help increase her value. The slave camp was as disgusting as it sounded. Slaves were kept chained, shackled, and naked. They lived in squalor with little food and less comfort. However, distinct from the shitty conditions the women lived in, there was the upper floor. A lavish playground for wealthy businessmen and government officials to play with the slaves. The instructions were clear for Anna, as well as all the slaves, obey and pleasure those on the upper floor. This opportunity provided a slave a chance to practice skills that may be demonstrated during their auction but better yet, it allowed for a slave to earn a chip. Each chip had a specific value. Red chips were for liposuction, green chips were for rhinoplasty, and blue chips were for boob jobs.

It took Anna 6 days of repeatedly being fucked in the pussy and ass, as well as learning to deepthroat long, thick cocks but she was able to do it. She was on her knees, her hands still cuffed behind her as they almost constantly were. She recognized the congressman from the southern state who had helped pass many of the draconian laws. He was pounding her ass hard, digging his nails into her wrists as he referred to her as a stupid slut. She had no clue who was filling her throat but he enjoyed making her gag and choke.

“All of you dumb slaves should have big tits,” said the congressman, as he flicked a chip at her. The chip was weighed and smacked her in the back of the head as she continued taking two cocks deep in her holes. It was a mix of emotions for Anna. On one hand, she achieved her goal of increasing her value by getting a chip, and a blue one at that. It also meant that she was even closer to being permanently sold to some unknown man.

The next day, Anna went under the knife to increase her cup size to a DD. She was allowed sufficient time to recover, but then came the big day. Her auction was a rather quick process. Anna was brought on stage by her handler. He showed off her new tits to the noisy crowd. He stuck two fingers inside her pussy while suggesting she was rather tight and wet. He spun her around and made her bend over while spreading her ass cheeks to show off Anna’s asshole. Finally, he sat down and took out his mammoth cock. If it weren’t for the past two weeks, Anna would have had significant trouble taking any of it in her mouth. However, Anna had learned how to throat any dick, so she was prepared for this event.

She sucked him as the bidding started. She heard multiple voices, all men, bidding for her body. Instead of focusing on the bids, she focused on giving the cock in front of her the sloppiest deepthroat blowjob that she was able to. She had almost never sucked off Harry, she had considered it to be a degrading act. But Anna’s opinions no longer mattered. She wasn’t a person, she was an object. An object with big tits and zero rights. At first, she had denied her fate. She was angry with Harry for not saving more money. She bargained with the men on the upper floor, and she had hit her lowest depression after the surgery. But now, there was only acceptance.

Two men were left. Even if she wasn’t sucking a thick cock, the lights made it impossible to see either of the men. She felt relief as the bidding past $30,000, the amount negotiated by the bank and the government for the house. But it also meant that whoever won the auction would own Anna forever. The bidding slowed and when it reached $37,000, the final calls of any auction could be heard.

“Going once… going twice. SOLD! This debt slave is now the legal property of Jacob Wilson,” the auctioneer’s voice rang through Anna’s ears. Jacob? The old, ugly neighbor across the street? The pervert who was taking pictures as she was dragged naked across her yard?

Jacob was not someone she wanted to be around, let alone be owned by. As she once again needed to accept her new fate, the massive cock throbbed, shooting cum straight down her throat.