The auction and the party tonight was going very well! Renata could barely believe it and inwardly she reminded herself to thank Catarina for coming and being so skilled and so tempting, that all the men wanted her and wanted her so badly! The man with the monkey raised the bids to 500 lira, and then a gloomy looking blonde she hadn’t noticed before called out, raising a hand and wanted to pay 1000 lira for Catarina’s virginity! Renata shouted all bids that came, tempting and asking the patrons to bid higher and she almost thought that 1000 was as high as it went tonight.

The Englishman with the money seemed to think it was too much; he got to his feet with a displeased glance to his face and looked at Renata before he made his way out the door. What a pity, Renata thought to herself. He was quite handsome and interesting too, with the animal. Oh well, there were plenty of other people about and a moment later, the sailors in the corner bid 1500 lira for Catarina’s virginity!

“1500 lira are bid, my good Venetians!” Renata shouted to the crowd and it would seem that the auction might come to an end now, but she would give the patrons a few more moments to consider the idea of bidding higher for sweet Catarina.

Meanwhile, Bessina came to her where she stood on the stage and told her that the leader of the sailors wanted to talk to her. She nodded, “Thank you, Bessina. Let him know I’ll be right there with him and his men, if no one outbids him.” Renata said to Bessina and then she took a step closer to Catarina, looked at her and followed the lines of her face with her finger.

“Well my sweet, will a sailor do? Or should we continue and see if they will bid more than 1500?” She asked Catarina kindly and glanced at the patrons, who were watching Renata’s close conversation with Catarina and watched how she touched her so affectionately. But then Renata had an idea, “You know what… I know what we will do…” She said with a smile to Catarina and stepped forwards again.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this has been so exciting… especially for Catarina, I believe. I will now let her count down from 10 to 1… and if no one outbids the last bid when she is done, I believe we have a… conqueror.” She looked over her shoulder at Catarina and winked at her.

<a href='index.php?showuser=50' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-6'>@Ducky</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=83' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-6'>@Morrighan</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=25' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Elena</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=161' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-4'>@Laura</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=124' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Helena Venier</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=98' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Alexander</a>

After her dance, Catarina had rested on her makeshift throne in a rather seductive position, watching the bidders and smiling. She winked at those who placed bids on her, and to the ones bidding higher she blew kisses and smiled. She was pleasantly surprised that there had been so many men at her auction - after she had been so anxious that nobody would show up. Narciso and Bessina had been right - there were always bidders for the auctions.

Tonight she watched the bidders with eager eyes. She had noticed the man with the monkey, he got a smile from her when he raised the bid to 500 lira, but sadly he left when the gloomy looking blonde raised the bed to 1000 lira. Catarina smiled and blew the blonde man a kiss. Would he be the winner of the auction tonight?

Back in the room there was a group of sailors, and the one who seemed like the leader bid 1500 lira for her virginity. Catarina&#8217;s face lit up in a smile. The man who bid was quite attractive, handsome and strong. She sent him a playful wink and blew a kiss in his direction.

She threw a glance in Renata&#8217;s direction, to see what she thought of the bid. Was she pleased with 1500 lira? Bessina came to Renata&#8217;s side and said something. Catarina could not hear the quiet conversation over the cheers from the audience, but she was certain it had something to do with the sailors, as she had seen Bessina serving them drinks.

After speaking to Bessina, Renata came closer, following the lines of her face with her finger and asking if a sailor would do. Catarina beamed towards her, eyes sparkling and cheeks flushing. &#8220;A sailor will do nicely,&#8221; she beamed. &#8220;Just look at him, he is gorgeous! If you are happy with his bid, so am I...&#8221;

She allowed Renata to decide the outcome of the auction. After all, she was the Madame, and Catarina had already seen her talent as an entertainer. No wonder why this brothel was so popular. She looked forward to see how successful they could make it.

When Renata stepped forward to announce Catarina&#8217;s countdown, Catarina leaned back on her throne, resting on her hip, and supporting her weight on her elbows like the Ancient Romans had done when they were having their famous toga parties. She looked over at the crowd, then slowly started the countdown.

&#8220;10&#8230;.9&#8230;..8&#8230;..7&#8230;..6&#8230;.5&#8230;.4&#8230;.3&#8230;.2&#8230;.1&#8230;..0!&#8221;

<a href='index.php?showuser=21' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-6'>@Atrice</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=123' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Lance</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=25' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Elena</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=50' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-6'>@Ducky</a> <a href='index.php?showuser=98' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Alexander</a>

From within his jacket and vest he pulled out a container and flipped it open. Cigars. Fine ones by the look and the smell of it. Was smoking allowed here? Ah well… he would find out. Plucking one of the cigars from the box, he placed it between his lips, biting down on the end while he closed the box and put it back where it had come from.

The edges of his mouth curled into a grin as the Englishman scowled, threw down his coins and left. Ah well, if you could not learn to play with the big boys, then it was best not to enter the ring. He watched the man go as far as it took without turning his head and when the Englishman had passed him, Ashlin attention to him, went with it.

Shit, a light.. He patted his jacket, his vest and then sighed flicking the end of the cigar with his tongue so it wiggled between his teeth as he watched the reactions to his bidding. 1,000 Lira was literally nothing to Ashlin, chump change. Besides, Catarina was beautiful and deserved to go for a higher price than 500 lira. Sadly, of course, it wasn’t all in good nature that he bid so high. It was for his own selfish amusement to see men scrambling to get more money together and claim the prize. Yes yes, he was quite an asshole for this and he accepted that.

Catarina blew him a kiss at his bid and he gave her a wink in return. Cute thing indeed, perhaps he would give her another thought another night, if he didn’t win the auction and she had been properly and fully broken in. He lifted the glass and took a swallow of his bourbon before he placed the cigar back into his mouth. Even without a lit end, it served as a distraction in between the bidding.

His mouth curled into a grin around the cigar once more as the bid went to 1500 lira. Well color him impressed, the pitiful sailors had it in them. 1500 lira was a good price for beauty and virginity. It would not cause her shame, in fact, it might as well gain her quite a lot of favor and talk come the morning. Chilled champagne too. Well weren’t they just dandy.

His eyes fell on the Madam as she called that 1500 was a the bid. Flicking the cigar with his tongue, he tilted his head just saw as he watched her. The madam was indeed, quite a beautiful woman and he was partial to blondes as it was. Perhaps this night might not be a total loss.

In the end, the madam left it up to the prize. This was interesting but Ashlin had already decided on ending his own stint in the bid but remaining out of amusement to see the end of it. As Catarina began to count down, he opened his hands, giving a shrug and then crossed his arms again with a small laugh to indicate in a way that he had been beaten. Well, surrendered but not beaten. Yeah that sounded a lot better.
<a href='index.php?showuser=170' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Barnabas Shaw</a><a href='index.php?showuser=98' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Alexander</a><a href='index.php?showuser=124' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Helena Venier</a><a href='index.php?showuser=152' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Renata Frascati</a><a href='index.php?showuser=151' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Catarina Farnese</a><a href='index.php?showuser=154' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-3'>@Bessina Forgaria</a>