The Market Place
Posted by Hey TLL. on January 26, 2002 at 21:55:15:
TLL,
I think that story you referred to down below was one called Market Place.
It isn't in the archive or I can't see it so here it is.
THE MARKET PLACE.
It all began at the end of the twentieth century with the women's movement.
Girls started out performing boys and became the numerical leaders at both school and University and boys, growing into young men, started suffering from a crisis of confidence and suicide rates for young men climbed, first in rural communities and eventually in the cities and before too long it was all way out of whack and without anyone knowing why it just sort of happened that there were more girls than boys and suddenly it was like two to one and oh wow what a mess!
Some girls solved their loneliness problems by finding love with other girls.
Barbanne and Noira were like that.
Then Doctor Frank Stern discovered that amazing preservative where a corpse could be treated and as long as it was done straight after death, the dead body stayed as limber and supple and soft just as if it were a living body. The only tell tale was that it would become icy cold and a pale deathly white.
And it didn't talk.
And it would allow anything to be done to it.
The guys struck back.
Laws were passed where girls could be executed for almost anything and their bodies sold to the highest bidder. The best ones were kept alive for breeding purposes but the slags, scrubbers and otherwise useless cows were snuffed and sent to be auctioned at the market place.
The market place.
A big roofed but otherwise open space where dealers stands comprised a platform and a wall with two racks of wooden pegs running parallel to the floor, one up at above head height, the other just above the platform. The girls bodies, treated with preservative were soft, supple and seemingly still alive. They were all nude and each one was fitted with leather wrist and ankle bands to which were attached leather loops. Using these, the girl's bodies were hooked to the pegs so that they hung there, spreadeagled and open for all of the potential buyers to look at and to inspect prior to purchase.
This day there were some forty bodies on display.
Barbanne and Noira were carried out.
They had been convicted of a lesbian love act and despatched by a fast and very lethal injection into the fold beneath the breast and then had been immediately preserved.
Barbanne was slender with small breasts and wide hips. Noira was a bigger girl, taller and more strongly built, with beautiful round, soft breasts crowned with large dark nipples. The trader dumped Noira's body against the wall where she slumped gracelessly. He went back inside his van and carried Barbanne out, draped over his shoulder. As he climbed the stairs to the platform of his stand, the watching crowd was treated to a full view of the dead girl's backside. Her rounded buttocks came together at the dark crack of her ass and her pink, softly crepe like labial lips were squeezed together between her thighs so that just a glimpse of the entrance to her love tunnel was on show.
The crowd sighed its appreciation.
The trader dropped the girl from his shoulder and using her leather loops strung her arms up, spread wide and above her head which drooped forward, her hair partially concealing her face. He then spread her legs even wider and looped them to the bottom pegs. The crowd sighed again as her flat tummy and thick pubic bush were revealed. Noira was likewise suspended and the crowd hummed appreciation at her large and erotic breasts which swayed gently as her body settled into its bonds.
Then the inspections began.
The potential buyers walked across the platform queueing patiently until it was their turn to reach the mounted and arrayed exhibits of female flesh. Flesh that would remain soft, compliant, flexible and completely and totally submissive for as long as they wished.
A man grasped Barbanne's hair and lifted her head so that he could peer into her face. He squeezed her breast and ran two fingers inside her sheath. Then he moved on to Noira and repeated the procedure. Her bigger breasts impressed him much more. Some twenty young and middle aged men, all potential buyers, made the slow trip across the stage and felt, prodded, sniffed and studied the two girls' bodies.
Then the bidding started.
For Noira it was very brisk and she was finally knocked down to a young man from a wealthy family living on the heights. She fetched five hundred dollars. Barbanne didn't generate the same interest but after several bids she was sold to an older paunchy guy for two hundred and twenty dollars.
As the trader settled the two accounts, his wife and son removed the two girls, one after the other. Barbanne was first. Pink and healthy looking but as limp and lifeless as a wet dishrag, she folded and slumped as they unpegged her from the board. The wife grasped her by the hair as, legs buckling and arms drooping, she rolled and flopped into the son's waiting grasp. He grabbed her breast as she threatened to collapse fully and the trader glanced over and shouted "Careful with the merchandise." Working as a team mother and son stretched her out on her back. As the mother unpegged Noira, the son caught her when she slumped across his shoulder and used a fireman's lift to heft her down the stairs. Bystanders watched rivetted as they were treated to another full on of ass and pussy. The trader's wife gathered up the sprawled Barbanne and half carried, half dragged her away.
The crowd moved on to other stalls. Matching blonde twins were to be sold later and were the subject of considerable interest.
The trader's wife and son carried Barbanne and Noira into their van and laying Barbanne on a bench they used twine to tie her ankles together and then tied her wrists together behind her back and wrapped her in a heavy black plastic sheet, tying it off at head and toes and looping a convenient carry strap along its length. The purchaser, having passed over his money, slung his wrapped purchase onto the back seat of his car for the journey home. Noira was similarly wrapped and the young man's servants carried her to his waiting Rolls.
Noira remained with her purchaser for a very long time affording him many nights of true pleasure. Barbanne was used intensively for six months and then traded in for a new model, a young girl in her late teens who had a chubby and very comfortable corpse.
Barbanne then changed hands many times as she descended into the used corpse market but one had to say she always provided good value and entertainment for her many and varied owner/users.