[Warning: Tread carefully, you might stumble into something you won't like. ]
The auction house sold many things, but usually, it is the best of the best kind that was sold here.
To get a weapon one must go to the weapon shop, to get an artifact one must visit a shop that sells artifacts, and to get a slave one must go to the slave square.
But to get a rare/unique item or entity one must visit an auction house.
Then there are catkins, cow women, and fox women found in the Beast care facilities, where they are bought and sold.
Of course, You may ask why they weren't sold in the slave market. Because a slave is a person who had his or her freedom revoked.
But the beast women were not exactly sentient. Freedom only means death and hunger for them. Beast Women were in a sense, not people but cattle or pets, they only have the basic intelligence of a dog.
For them to survive they need the care of people, partially because they can only feed on mana stones; they literally eat money. And this also doesn't change the fact that there are no males in these species just like the succubus. However, unlike succubus, they don't pose any danger and are too dumb to do anything harmful.
This doesn't mean that they don't have their advantages, in fact, they are used everywhere.
Cow women are used for extracting milk and they are the main source of milk for the kingdom. Many people think that drinking milk from an animal's mammary glands was disgusting, and humanoid body parts are morally considered to be pure in their minds.
And Fox Women for quality milk and special liquids--- which will be discussed in depth another day.
Catkin for showcasing people's wealth but mostly for sexual satisfaction. Some even say that they can fuck through Catkin's ears. Catkin has different colors, and their value is determined by the fur and hair color.
Coming back to the Auction house where a sky-blue catkin was being auctioned off, plain blue was a rarity, one because the majority being a mix of colors and blue was a valued color in the mind of people reminiscing them the color of great talent.
However, Tom had a different taste from these people, he was a man of culture---or so he thinks--- he wouldn't discriminate against a Catkin because of some petty thing such as color, he didn't mind having red, orange, or any other color but it did sadden him that these beautiful creatures weren't blessed with intelligence, after all, they are practically a great harem material.
The bidding was going to start, a man entered the stage and placed a big blue pillow in the middle of the stage. The Blue Catkin's ears immediately perked up, she got on all fours, circled around the pillow, and after a cute purr, she slept on the pillow like a real cat without a worry in the world all her actions were extremely cute drawing almost everyone's desire to pet and some's desire to fuck.
She slept silently oblivious to the stares and drools; today was extremely tiring for her, she couldn't even remember how many times those unfamiliar faces combed her hair and tail- not that she could remember it anyways.
Meanwhile, in Cain's VIP room, only two people were left one was Cain and the other was Neph; the bob-cut girl who kept ogling at Cain's crotch.
For reasons unknown, the other girls left simultaneously saying that they had to go to the washroom, but they never returned.
Cain, oblivious to all of the betrayals clenched his fist and thought 'Blue catkin is worthy of being my pet but...' he looked at the updated sheet presented before him a few minutes ago and grimaced at the number 125 'Fuck I shouldn't have spent so much money but it was all worth it. hearing his sobs filled my heart with limitless happiness. I wish I could see his face now, poor worm. And why did mother say that his mother was incredibly rich maybe she was mistaken, after all, rich person also has their reputation to keep, and they wouldn't just let a little brat ruin it. Well, it doesn't matter, I will still get that cat, this is the only thing that I genuinely want here.' (Cain still thought of Tom as a little brat because of the one-year age gap)
Everyone eagerly waited for the auction to start, however, the people were discussing their own.
"Hey, wifiee! who do you think will win?" a lean man asked his lean wife who had a white choker on her neck.
"Nah why do you still ask obvious questions? We all know that the crazy kid will win. The acting kid may be fooling the crazy kid but we know that kid is still poor." she said.
But then another voice chimed into the conversation "I have a slight disagreement with that." an old man approached the duo hearing their talk.
The old man had a small gray beard, long gray hair, not-so-shabby clothes, and three bracelets on his hand close to a light yellow-colored mark. Behind him three old ladies followed closely each had a chocker with a transparent crystal attached in the middle.
"First of all," the old man said, "calling the crazy kid poor is a little hypocritical coming from you couldn't even 1% of his wealth"
The lean woman grew embarrassed with the old man's statement "I-I didn't mean it that way!"
"Anyways," the old man rolled his eyes and continued "the crazy kid seemed to be close to the end."
"Oho! Why do you seem to say that old man?" The discussing parties turned around to see a man in his 40s and suddenly all of them widened their eyes. The questioned man had red hair and bangs, but most importantly he had a blue mark close to a few bracelets.
The old man's eyes popped up seeing the blue colored mark on this man's hand, "S-Sir, I---"
"Chill your old bones dude! I am not noble. Just an extremely talented commoner traveling the lands." he said with a grin, his talent was his greatest pride after all.
Hearing this the old man and his wives heaved a sigh of relief, if the person here was a noble he wouldn't need to play games to beat the sit out of them, the old man opened his mouth, "*Ahem! I said that because from the change of tone of the crazy kid and his mild irritation, I speculated that he must be running out of money... "
The old man began telling many reasons for his reasoning and as a person who treated mental patients, his claims were given some validity.
There were many speculations here and there, but all of it gre silent when the bidding started.
"6 mid's!!" It was surprisingly Cain's voice that was heard first, it was unlike him to start off first- usually, he waited for Tom to bid and then crush his hopes with a large number.
Tom mumbled "Running low on money heh? I guess it's true that beggars can't be choosers"
" 7 mid's" Tom also shouted. He wasn't particularly interested in buying an overpriced Cat, but how could he turn down such a show of sportsmanship from Cain?
The next instant an unfamiliar voice was heard from one of the VIP rooms "20 mid's."
The voice came from room number 02 and this voice belonged to a male, however, it didn't come out as a shout but appeared as someone's voice amplified using a mike.
This was sound amplified using mana.
Cain grimaced. Tom didn't have any notable reactions though he wanted to try amplifying his voice using mana- which was quite cool.
Meanwhile, in room number 02.
"*grunt* Cece, daughter. Be patient it not going anywhere...take it a little slow." the one who spoke was Richard Lumina.
Kneeling in front of him there was a girl who looked barely 16 and had the same resemblance to him.
She had pure white straight hair that reached her shoulders, eyes were golden brown unlike her father Richard who had black ones. She had a pale innocent face that looked drunk and a black necklace-like black choker that had blue crystalline stars in the middle.
She was currently kneeling in front of him, her delicate hands gently grabbing her father's dick she put it inside her cute mouth, and when she heard her father's statement, her expression turned into a pout.
"Don't wanna! *hic " She pecked the crown of his cock and breathed in all his scent.
She reached down and nibbed on the sack, she licked his sack clean.
Opening her cute and small mouth wide she tried to put one of the balls in his mouth, but it proved to be more difficult than expected.
The ball was too big for her mouth, playfully using her tongue she sucked on it. She soon had to abandon her mission because her jaw started getting hurt.
Richard looked at his daughter sucking his balls, the scene looked stimulating. The way his rod rested on her attractive head while she was going another important duty, and the way her perfectly small and squeezable breasts that dangled invitingly made a breathtaking sight for him.
In some way, he was proud of the way she handled his little brother. There was a different feeling to it when doing it with your own flesh and blood. She was the one whom he and her mother carefully nurtured, watched grow up, and saw making mistakes and crying over stupid things. Now she was his wife- their bond being closer than ever.
Cece put his cock inside her mouth and deep-throated him. The rod was obviously too big for her even so she swallowed it till the hilt. Her expression was teary but she swallowed it down like a favorite lollipop.
Every time she moved up and down a bulge will appear halfway to her throat. Even though, it looked painful her expression was of pure bliss.
Seeing this Richard almost lost his control, fortunately, he maintained his sanity.
He was bidding and was interested in buying that Catkin so that he could have some fun with it.
But, his daughter had no plans for stopping her onslaught. She furiously bobbed her head. Her modest boobs giggled as sweat tickled down her cleavage.
"50 Mid's." Richard was barely participating- trying his best to stop a gron of pleasure leaking- his daughter like his wife knew him the best.
Tom already pulled out from fight of such ridiculous scale '50 Mid's just for a blue cat...nah, I'm out' he thought.
Only Cain and the man in room number 02 were the only ones participating.
No, sooner the bidding price reached 90 Mid's. Cain was on the verge of being empty while someone was trying to get her father's balls empty.
Cain didn't like losing to an abnormal degree and he was on the verge of revealing his identity in hopes of threatening the person who was bidding against him.
However, no sane person really does that. Auction houses had strict measures against people who use their statuses unfairly against others. After all, that would be against the goal of the bidding to gain more money.
And Cain didn't want to be kicked out no matter how much money he had it was useless in this scenario.
While Cain was on the verge of pulling his hair out in annoyance Richard was having the time of his day.
His rod twitched and Cece noticed it and increased the speed of her holy activity.
"Papa~ cum." she said in an alluring voice.
That hit directly on his weakness and something came rushing out.
Ropes of cum were fired inside her comfortable mouth though unlike normal humans the ejaculation lasted longer. His twitching snake accidentally slipped out of her mouth and shot its remaining load into the sky.
Seeing her father's precious cum on the verge of ruin she panicked, and before anything happened to her precious cum with inhuman speed she masterfully moved, all of the white liquid which almost looked silver was masterfully smeared on her modest breasts.
Like a good puppy, she licked clean off all the cum on her breasts. There was a subtle glow on her body and a very noticeable one on the blue starlike crystal embedded on the choker; she was barely a few steps was from having a full-fledged mana core.
"Papa~ I want more." She begged sniffing Richard's limp cock.
"What a wistful girl, even after making me cum three times consecutively you still want more? Even your mother wasn't this greedy." He tucked away his snake, pulled Cece's ear, and pinched her nipples.
"But, papa's cum is the best!" she declared shamelessly with an expression of pride. She certainly didn't take her punishment seriously.
Richard rubbed his temples he was out of juice and was in a state of post-nut clarity. He stood up and said,
"Dress up, we are leaving. We have important work to do."
"A little more-"
"No buts." he spanked her butt as he said that.
With a pout, she dressed up and followed her father out of the door leaving the auction house behind.
With the unexpected pulling out of persons in room number 02 Cain won spending 101 Mid-grade-mana-stones and now reduced to 24 Mid's, which was a long way down from the number he previously started off with.
The audience was deeply disappointed by the abrupt dropping out of room number 02. Some were unreasonably furious even though many of them had never even personally witnessed a single Mid-grade-mana stone in their entire life; which is simply common behavior among humans.
Soon the Catkin was sent to Cain's room and when he saw the Catkin close he couldn't help but look away because every time he looked at her he was so reminded of the bitter money he spend on her. He was slowly regretting the decision of spending this much money on momentary satisfaction, and there is no pill for regret only more regret.
The Catkin meanwhile coiled comfortably on the sofa and looked weirdly at the girl beside Cain. She looked for a few seconds, the Bob-cut girl beside Cain shivered a little at the blue cat's gaze. But the Blue cat purred and went asleep, for her sleep was greater than her thoughts/curiosity.
The bob-cut girl who was called Neph released a sigh of relief and sat closer to Cain. Only two of them were left alone in the room and she was slowly enacting her plan.
The next item is going to be the last thing that was going to be auctioned off.
"I heard the last item is going to be a beautiful slave," Anna said to Tom while doing something with a pen-like object in her hands.
"A slave again?" Tom asked.
"Not 'again', Cats are not slaves they are cattle." Anna corrected.
"Red apple green apple same thing...anyway, what's so important about this slave? She just can't be beautiful right?"
After all this time he never saw 'the first sentience' Maybe he had but maybe he hadn't. So, the first sentient is probably going to be the slave, and if so he is probably going to put some money into buying this slave.
Anna shook her head, "I don't know much about this girl, though. I heard that she ripped apart a young master's little penis and for that crime, she was stripped of her freedom before being sold as a slave."
Hearing this Tom unconsciously shivered 'Maybe a slave is a bad idea after all'.
However, when the slave was brought into the stage, Tom's eyes nearly popped out in shock.
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[ Motivation is the hardest thing to achieve before euphoria, but nothing a few power stones can't rectify.]