“You are representing the family name son. I can’t have you going out there and not looking your best,” Father said as he slipped his hand into my briefs and started to stroke my dick. I gripped the side of the table at my back and allowed him to handle me as I got swept up into the feeling. “There,” Father said when he was finished. I opened my eyes and looked at him in the eye before he walked over to the closed door. “Ready?” he asked before he turned the knob. I reached up and adjusted my mask before answering. “Ready,” I told him. Now he opens the room, and the low hum of noise that has been present in the background all this time is now distinctly voices of a crowd. “Or next companion up for auction tonight is the oldest son of one of the club’s founding members,” the announcer said. That would be me. “Let’s give him a warm welcome and start the bidding off at $500 out of respect for his father,” the man said. I walked down the short hallway, and before I stepped up o...