Burning 10 Billion for One Night? Real Dolls and the Underground Auction at Brothel Artemis #4
Sucking Lee Hyun-seong's cock, perched on the highest throne like it was meant for all to see, I slurped away with wet, lewd sounds. Slurp, schlop-schlop, smack—
"This is truly impressive. The Sword Princess herself, oblivious to shame, working that blowjob so diligently…."
Yoo Cheon-woo's voice snapped me back to the bizarre, twisted reality of it all.
Yeah, tell me about it. Why the hell am I doing this? Why am I licking this guy's dick like it's the sweetest honey in the world?
As I tried to pull away, Lee Hyun-seong grabbed my head and yanked me back in. Spurt-spurt, bitter, fishy semen splashed across my tongue.
"Puha…"
A sticky silver thread dangled precariously between my lips and his glans. I turned my head and spat the cum he'd shot into my mouth onto the floor.
"Ptoo, ptoo. Ugh, so bitter."
The milky fluid splattered on the ground and stained his pant leg. I glared at him.
"What the hell? Treating me like—"
"You spat it out?"
"No way you're making me swallow that, right? Master?"
"Lick it up with your tongue. Gather every drop in your mouth. That's an order."
"This is so gross…. Isn't this enough already?"
I licked the semen off his pants, pooling it together. I even sucked up the bits soaking into the fabric. Urk….
"The stuff on the floor too?"
"Yes."
"I'll help you, babe."
Yeom Hwa-rin, who'd snuck up beside me, dropped to all fours like a dog and lapped up Lee Hyun-seong's globby cum from the floor with me. Then she leaned in and passed what she'd gathered in her mouth into mine with a kiss.
So this is what you meant by helping?
Munch munch.
"Open your mouth."
"Like this?"
"Savor the taste."
Disgusting….
I rolled the semen around like fine wine—swirl, glug, gurgle, bubble bubble—until my entire mouth reeked of it. My teeth, my gums, everything coated in white.
"Swallow."
I gulped down the saliva-mixed load.
"Let me check."
"Bleh. Satisfied, you perv Master?"
"Oh, this is truly…."
I smacked Yoo Cheon-woo's hand away as he reached for me.
"Kukuku… Impressive, Lee Hyun-seong. Taming her this thoroughly."
Yoo Cheon-woo clicked his tongue.
"If I win the bid at auction, I can mold this girl to my tastes, no complaints?"
"Of course."
This guy's getting serious about the auction. If I get sold to a summoner like Yoo Cheon-woo… what happens then? He won't make me fuck tentacles instead of him, right?
Ma Do-jun ground his teeth.
"This one's going in my doll collection. I'll turn her into my masterpiece and slave her away in gates forever."
"Same to you. If you can."
Better Yoo Cheon-woo than that? If I go to that provoked Ma Do-jun, I might end up like one of those puppets. No, I'm not that easy to break… but getting sold to a puppeteer? Who knows what happens. Whatever. Lee Hyun-seong might be a bastard, but he's got a plan, right?
I swirled my tongue, swallowing even the remnants stuck between my front teeth.
Tastes awful…. Forcing me to eat this crap.
"Time to go."
This guy has a plan, right?
In the corridor, I snapped at Lee Hyun-seong a bit.
"So why are you selling me at auction? You really okay with Sia going to someone else?"
"It's just one night anyway."
"One night?"
One night. That word brought me unexpected relief.
Yeom Hwa-rin giggled.
"You're so simple, babe. Happy just 'cause it's one night? It's all over your face."
"No, that's not— So what's the point of all this?"
"Artemis tradition, babe. Masters compete to show off their training results."
"What? That stupid crap?"
"Men live on pride… showing off their achievements…."
"Don't say useless things, Hwa-rin. It's not about that."
"Yes, Master."
I whispered to Yeom Hwa-rin.
"You? Ever been sold?"
"Me…."
She pointed at Yoo Cheon-woo with her index finger and shook her head side to side.
The auction hall resembled a theater next to the arena, with three thrones for masters above seats divided for VIPs and general participants. The central stage hosted the auction.
Then a man in a crow mask approached us.
"Hi! Master Yoo~ Master Lee~ Cosmic swordplay. Whoosh whoosh!"
Lee Hyun-seong halted briefly.
"Ma Do-jun…."
Crow mask…? Wait, Ma Do-jun? So he's Ma Do-jun?
I whipped my head around.
Who's this guy I pointed my sword at then?
"What? Then who's this?"
"A dummy. My clone. Nice to meet you, Sword Princess Sia Seong!"
"Clone…?"
"How was my surprise?"
I didn't notice at all. No sense of wrongness…. All those stuffed dolls back there were fakes? I couldn't spot anything off. The only thing that bugged me was how weak it was….
Wait! If the one next to me was a clone… nearly 10 puppets controlled by the clone, how many can the real one handle? String puppetry a fake from the start? This is confusing. Beyond normal abilities?
"Surprised? Don't make that face. We're all hunters here. No need to fight, right? You weren't serious?"
"Of course not."
"Good, smile, Sword Princess. That suits you."
Ma Do-jun removed his mask. He spread his arms and shrugged dramatically.
"You didn't think I was that weak, did you? You played along so spectacularly."
Fine, credit where due.
"Honestly, I was impressed. Seamless. I admit it."
"Haha, never thought I'd see the Sword Saint here praising my collection. An honor."
He bowed gentlemanly.
"Looking forward to today's main event?"
He licked his lips, eyeing my chest hungrily.
A suited man bowed.
"Master Lee Hyun-seong, this is auction item Az-6974, correct?"
"Yes."
He turned back.
"Follow. Need to register."
"Got it, Master."
He's really doing it. I'm really getting sold.
Ma Do-jun waved bye-bye. Leaving Yoo Cheon-woo's silent stare, I headed to the backstage waiting room.
Inside, countless 'items' waited their turn—ace hunters from other guilds, even non-humans…. All wore numbers around their necks in various outfits.
"New registrant Az-6974, you're number 10."
A staffer hung a '010' tag around my neck and positioned me behind the stage curtain.
Feels exactly like a slave now. No, I'm here to save Yumi. This humiliation's nothing.
Though there must be millions of ways to save Yumi… my brain keeps concluding the best is getting the highest bid here.
Yeom Hwa-rin handed me something grotesque.
"This'd suit you, babe. Body chain. Whaddya think?"
"You want me in this?"
"Yup! Go in wearing the robe, then surprise strip show."
"Ha…?!"
Lee Hyun-seong approached.
"Good idea. Put it on."
"No, Master. For real! Better naked."
"Stick out your tongue."
"Why again? Here too?"
"Not that."
Bleeeh. He placed three pink pills on it.
"Swallow."
I gulped them down.
"Master, about—"
"Later. Let's go, Hwa-rin."
"Yes~ Master."
He left irresponsibly.
"Hey! Master!"
The items, including me, lined up for inspection.
"Oh…. Master Lee's handiwork."
The emcee and staff explained basic rules—like first bids in mana stones, self-intros with sex appeal strip shows on stage.
Not the time to care. I became just another spectacle.
"Oh my…."
"For real? She has a master."
"Sword Princess, huge fan."
Men and women whispered.
"Don't act like you know me."
"How'd you end up here? Like me…."
"Ugh… don't talk to me."
I'm dying. So embarrassing. I pulled my robe tight and bowed my head.
But to save Yumi, I need the top bid…. Honestly, no one's hotter than me here anyway.
Weighing myself against others while up for auction? My brain's fucked.
Stay here longer and I'll break….
The emcee announced the auction's start.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Artemis auction house!"
"First item is extra special! Number 001! Ji-an Lee! Key point: brand new, aka virgin!"
In a whorehouse like this, virgins might be the rarest sight….
"She volunteered to be a slave—no master yet. Such a good girl!"
The crowd buzzed.
Volunteered?
"Big applause…!"
A short-haired girl with pale skin in a white dress ascended the stage. She grabbed the mic, voice trembling.
"H-Hi. I'm Ji-an Lee, 20 years old…. A-rank hunter, archer. No guild."
Her face flushed shyly; she trailed off.
"My measurements… 32B, 22, 33…. And I'm still a virgin."
"I-I'm still a virgin, but… I'm ready to offer myself to my new master tonight…."
Her innocence drew even wilder cheers—like wolves eyeing fresh prey.
"And… my kink is…. Hic."
She hesitated, then resolved.
"Watching other guys get raped forcibly… turns me on…♡ So… rape fantasy is my thing, I think."
She fidgeted at the shout, then confessed.
"I discovered my kink on my first gate. I saw… a teammate get raped by goblins. I watched her scream no, but end up loving the goblin cocks…. She even got caught on purpose after…."
Her confession grew manic.
"But goblins are weak? Hehe. I crave a much stronger man forcing me beyond resistance. No one tried. Self-play couldn't satisfy this heat, so I came here myself."
"Buy my buyer strong, please. Master raping other girls in front of me… then ravaging me roughly…♡ So I can't escape…."
A shy virgin confessing depraved tastes—the combo lit the bidders' eyes with madness.
"I'll buy you! Ji-an! I'll pop you!"
"Mine! C'mere, baby!"
"I'm thrilled… Masters…. No show, so I'll masturbate for your viewing pleasure. Please buy me…."
She stripped on stage. Plop— plop— Dress off.
"Watch me…."
Fingering her hidden slit, she masturbated.
"Haa… haa… buy me… rape me forever…♡"
Squelch squelch echoed via mic. Pussy frothed with juices. Lewd wet sounds filled the hall. Silence as they watched.
Emcee broke it.
"Auction starts for shy Ji-an Lee and her rape kink! Starting bid: 100 Purple Stones!"
"200 Purple!"
"300 Purple!"
"1 Gold Stone!"
"2 Gold!"
"2 Gold Stones! Anyone higher?"
Bids soared. These psychos…. Burning car-money on one night.
Ji-an sold for 20 Gold Stones to a scarred middle-aged hunter. He carried her limp, spent body offstage.
Number 2 introduced herself.
"Ladies and gentlemen♡ Sorry, my pussy's used goods, defiled by Master's tentacles♡ But…♡"
She turned, shaking her ass with a wink.
"This anus is pristine virgin territory♡ First dibs to tonight's winner…♡"
Anal seller went cheap.
What's next for her? No, why think that. Do I have to do embarrassing shit too?
My body heated oddly.
"Hnng… haa…."
I crossed my legs watching.
Third item: crowd buzzed.
"Grrr…."
A chimera monster with two huge cocks emerged from below stage—like dungeon fare.
Dangerous?
A woman impaled on both dicks like skewered meat dangled midair. One cock gagged her throat viciously; the other pierced her pussy deep enough to bulge her belly. Suspended helplessly.
She rolled eyes back, drooling cum-saliva mix, convulsing.
"……."
I was speechless at the inhuman sight. Her the item? But no number tag like us.
A whip-wielding woman took stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, surprised?"
She proudly pointed at the impaled woman like a pet.
"Today's item isn't this bitch."
Whip crack on ass: "Hyaang!" Woman shuddered, screaming.
"Selling this 'living dildo' piercing her!"
She beckoned the monster.
"My specially trained one. See the powerful cocks modded for women. Rare whip controls it."
Crack—! Demo: whip made it thrust hips.
"Like this! She's ruined for normal dicks now. Throat and pussy double-penetrated—thrilling, right? Whip included today."
Selling that brutal thing with whip as set? And buyers exist?
"Ugh… ugh!" Spurt spurt, monster came; semen fountained from nose and pussy.
Bids exploded.
"I'll take 'em!"
Mostly women, some men.
"Next: Puppeteer Ma Do-jun's special living doll! Real Doll! Ophelia!"
A wrapped woman wheeled out.
"Human?"
"Nah."
White hair, red eyes—inhuman vibe. Smooth ball-jointed limbs shocked most.
Alive, but not lifelike.
"Ma Do-jun made from B-rank healer. Detachable limbs—ultimate sex doll!"
Crowd murmured.
"Master Ma Do-jun reborn her perfectly as Real Doll—obeys any command. Plus!"
Emcee popped the lid. Pop— Nipple tweak drew slutty moan.
"This sensitivity. Cums from a touch."
Can't get sold to Ma Do-jun.
"Detach limbs—no escape, perfect onahole for any play!"
Admiration mixed with faint horror.
"Real Doll?"
"Insane. Human to…."
"Ma Do-jun, top perv."
"Healer, so reattach for personal healer?"
"Yes!"
At 'human abuse' murmurs, emcee mic'd Ophelia.
"Don't blame Master. I wanted this. Born to be onahole—Master awakened it."
"…."
"Happy with beautiful name Ophelia. Love abandonment torment. Can't go anywhere limbless… do as you wish, Master."
Real Doll Ophelia fetched 5 billion equivalent.
No one's sane…?
Others too: priestess in saintess garb knelt, confessing sins. Realized duty to purify sinners' filth as public toilet. Begged buyer treat her as such.
Auctions ripened; all sold. Damn last turn… need at least 10 billion….
"Waiting?"
Masked Lee Hyun-seong appeared timely. Relieved seeing him.
Relieved? Damn.
"Long wait, but here's the main event! Number 10! Sword Princess Sia Seong!"
Air froze.
"Sword Princess? Heard right?"
"Baekya Guild's Sword Saint?"
"The legendary hunter Sia Seong?"
Trembling legs dragged me center stage, leash dangling. Spotlights blinded.
Thunderous cheers. Glanced up briefly.
Shit. Unwanted faces: Cheol-ho oppa? Hyun-woo Lee waving right side. Baekya guildies blushing, averting eyes. Why here…?
Brain blanked.