When I'm evaluating a sub, I always look at the eyes first. The eyes tell whole stories about their owner. You can practically touch the anticipation and apprehension flooding out of a first-time sub's gaze. The more experienced ones tend to glance around eagerly, with only a little bit of anxiety or an obviously fake fearfulness. Janet's big, brown eyes instantly drew me with their poise and eagerness, promising an intense experience. She met and exceeded that expectation. Pandora's Box is the place where I first saw her. It's a kind of fetish club where doms, subs, tops, bottoms, etc. can find each other. Every other Friday there's a special "slave auction." Subs put themselves on display and "sell" themselves to a master or mistress for the weekend. It's really not much more than an elaborate way of hooking up, but it is quite a show. Bidders usually bid hours of their time as entertainment in the club. They might dance or sing or perform for the crowd, but they might also be set up as a living decoration. During my last visit, there was a woman tied on her hands and knees at a coffee table. It's good for doms to experience a little submission every now and then. Jess puts a lot of effort into making the bids interesting. Jess is the owner of the club of course, and she is meticulous about keeping up the ambiance. She runs it like a dictator, and she runs it well. We were on pretty good terms since I was a solid contributor to the club. I also helped her find those rare or custom-made toys and devices that made the atmosphere so unique. That Friday, I was examining the merchandise, so to speak. There were two subs I'd had before; they were nothing special. The other guys and girls were more or less uninteresting. Actually, I'm not interested in men at all, but I like to keep an open mind; maybe a special one will appear and change my mind, as unlikely as that may be. Then I saw Janet's big, brown eyes. At first, there was nothing special about them. She had the trace of nervousness like a first-time sub, but there was also a gleam of readiness and confidence. At least, that's how I explain it now. Then, I just knew she was special, and I was drawn to her with a force as inevitable as gravity. Trying to preserve that first impression, I quickly looked away and rushed over to Jess. I pulled her aside, speaking almost directly into her ear to be heard above the noise. She glanced at me, then asked,
Jess: Oh, hey Toni! What-.
I interrupted her, the words coming out in a rush,
Toni: Who's that brunette? The third from the left? What's her starting price? I want her. Badly.
Jess paused as she sorted out my questions. Slowly, a huge grin appeared on her face.
Jess: I hoped you would spot her,
she replied.
Jess: That's Janet, a good friend of mine. She's actually done some bondage and domination, but only with men. She's hoping to try out a mistress this weekend. I know you'll be perfect for her,
she added confidingly.
Jess: You've got a good eye – as usual – for the special ones. My friend James says she was definitely one of the best subs he's ever had.
Toni: Can I just take her now then?
I blurted out unthinkingly. My mind was already whirling with plans and scenarios, and I was eager to get started.
Toni: I know it's unconventional but just this one time...?
I trailed off. Jess was not known for giving favors. Not for free anyway. Jess laughed out loud.
Jess: Please, you know me better than that. You'll have to win her fair and square. I'll give you a tip since we're friends. I'm going to make it a competition for her instead of the usual auction. The event will be pleasuring a woman.
I smiled at that.
Toni: Well, I'll definitely win then.
She laughed again.
