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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchant. I kidnap womanhood and sell them off as striver. You would have thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of sick people out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortage of cleaning woman to be taken to fill the ware line.

slave trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an shameful profession no matter how you try to wrench and turn it. You could say that some womanhood deserve to be slaves or that some charwoman would last a right life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuse are, it 's still a fucking horrible thing to do.

With that said, that does n't think I could n't use a duet of excuses to reduce some of the guilty conscience associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's life. I do need to sleep at dark after all. And while almost slavers do n't really wish who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential product. No children. No young master. No mothers. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to avoid taking the great unwashed that may actually help fix the human beings a little.

There 's another variety of women that I do not ask. rich people brat with loaded daddies whom paid for their architect horseshoe and baseball diamond encrusted scout. conceive me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slave more than than every former women I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is power. One amiss move and I could throw ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some powerful people in the political sphere. Which will not be a good matter if one 's interest is to be low profile.

But I 'll be damned if I ca n't teach these unthankful bitch some table manner once in a while.

I was at a five whiz hotel at Republic of Honduras. I had just finished delivering a product to a respectable guest. As agreed, a hundred thousand one dollar bill was wired into my multiple anonymous business relationship. With more John Cash to pass, I decided to last out for a few dark as a reward for my own surd work. There 's really no point doing something so speculative and no allow yourself to enjoy life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a flying variety into chance article of clothing, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and wind. I found a hut by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many senior high can. I ordered a Gin and Tonic from the bartender and sipped the nerveless liquid as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a twain of Bikini raiment girls. Judging from their accent, I would place my bet on the United land. One had a long blonde hairsbreadth and the other was a brunet with a pixie cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a girl is cute unless I really think of it. My eyes quickly fell to their luxurious breasts that the skimpy fabric had a hard time to contain. My center went further down to their categoric stomach, their bout butts, then the smooth tenacious legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive horseshoe. I did n't missed out the classy bangle and platinum necklaces that adorned the miss too.

The blonde caught me looking at her and nudged her friend. The two women, who certainly looked no more than 20, turned and sneered at me.

'' What a creep. '' the brunette said.

I raised my methamphetamine hydrochloride at them and proceeded drinking the temperature reduction liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my occupation of piece of work, believe me. And I could n't really blame them. Young adult female preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body sort of melted off into a less defined bulk of sinew and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably cart these two over my shoulders and gave them both a concentrated spanking without breaking a sweat.

'' block looking at us you perv. '' the blond hissed.

'' Stop putting yourselves on exhibit then, kick. '' I countered.

The two widened their eyes to an almost comical size. Their jaws dropped as if that 's the most horrifying affair they had ever heard. The blonde moved around the curving bar and a second later, she was only a couple of inches from my face.

'' What did you just call me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a hint of alcohol from her breathing time. short sweet cake here had obviously been drinking too a great deal liquor for her own sake.

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my beverage. That was when huffy blond here slapped it out of my reach. The lechatelierite roller fell off the table and tumbled down the incline before resting on a heap of Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin. The content of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you eff who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a threatening voice.

'' Who ? The Queen of England ? '' I gave a mock answer before gesturing at the bartender for another Gin and Tonic.

The brunet came to the blonde 's incline apparently to show moral support for the blonde and almost tripped along the way.

'' Her dad 's the president of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were brats with plenteous daddies that I detest. From the odour of alcohol in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too much for her own upright. nothing makes Young women like them the easiest target for slaveholder like me than drinking too much in a commonwealth like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slaves taken right out of this beach a few years back.

'' You must have heard of Pymex, have n't you ? '' the blonde said patronizingly.

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sense of body fluid. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical corporation in European Economic Community and practically the largest supplier of medical checkup merchandise to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the declamatory pharmaceutical society in the creation. '' the blonde announced with a true sense of pridefulness, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

'' Yeah. Her dad has so much money, he so can hire soul to fucking kill you. '' the brunet hissed.

'' I hope so. I feel like dying already just listening to you squawk. '' I retorted.

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde spat on my face. She had the audacity to actually spat on my face ! I felt a blush of anger rushed into my grimace. My fists tightened into a hard ball, ready to be swung across the kick'face.

'' What ? You wan na hit me ? Is that it ? '' the blonde goaded further with a smack across my face. `` seed on. I dare you. My dad 's going to chop off your balls if you do. ``

'' Yeah. Come on you wanker. '' the brunette joined in the verbal assault.

I knew in the open, any fury towards fair sex, no matter how justified it was, was always improper. That 's how society sees it and I would misplace no matter what. So, I simply let my storm simmer down and wiped off the bickering with a table napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and Tonic the bartender had just delivered helped a footling to speed up my recovery as I downed the entirely matter. I then dropped a couple of tens on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their betise soon enough.

'' Yeah, you old perv. That 's it. walk away with your dick between your legs. '' I heard the brunet called out and then the two burst into giggling laughs.

'' Oh favourite, '' I muttered softly to myself, `` My dick will soon be between your pegleg. ``

Chapter 2

Honduras was a haven for felonious activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right hand price. With the exception of nukes and biological weapon system, the broad selection of arm were really quite the muckle. One could even buy a army tank if one so want to. I on the other hand bought myself a high performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handlock and some mild sedative, which would prove to be really ready to hand soon enough.

Then, I rented a small-scale studio in an unremarkable part of Town and hired the usual workmen that I had worked with before, that would save their lip shut for a price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couple of hours later, there 's a large bed with metal post and chains on each turning point, two medieval wooden stocks, a modify Spanish donkey, a couplet of specially designed professorship with a large hole on the seat where the stern would come into, and various early implements designed to observe its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a speech truck came to pitch a swarm of sex toy, whips, canes and torture twist and when I came back after lunch, the entire lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing things then were the two bitchy English language daughter. They were the only things I did n't hire anyone to acquire. First, their daddies were too full-bodied to risk hiring outside assistance. No mysterious can be kept when money is on the mesa. So, I had decided to do the dirty workplace myself. Which was n't all that unmanageable considering how blissfully unknowledgeable and retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their consistence for people like me to conduct. But I guess their pappa were n't stupid person enough to let their cherished little sweet-smelling cake go Honduras without security.

I followed the two girls to a holidaymaker center. Behind them were three security system details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to detect them. The three were obviously master and I had a feeling that even those two nut fountainhead did n't know they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking twist up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist center down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and out of sight nerve tract ; a legacy of the old decrepit construction before the renovation a few age back. Something that I doubted the security point knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the missy entered a clothes memory board, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still fresh in my foreland, I moved myself through one of those bequest pathways that would without a doubt guide me to my target. With me was a bombastic suit typeface as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temporary worker housing for the two girls.

I finally found the piazza I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the high end store. This office obvious had security cameras but like to the highest degree of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my head down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever grainy images, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girls each entered a tryout room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of forty holding the garments the girls were going to try. Hidden at the corner, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were meddlesome handling the client at the front of the shop, leaving the book binding relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two transactions, and then lunged into the trial area.

The salewoman did n't even know what hit her as I applied the taser onto her back. She jerked a little before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the floor. The solid thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting fair game were still yapping about the twelve ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was swell as it would provide cover song for my identity should the police force come looking them, since anyone could own been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a Cupid's disease of anti-depressant and slipped through the curtain. In straw man of me was a half-naked brunet still trying to take off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the large mirror in front man of her, where her center fell onto my terrific form. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the drumhead Light but before she could work around and wow, I had my gloved mitt strongly cupping her mouth while the other hand sank the acerate leaf into her neck. The brunette struggled for a petty before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

'' ... ca n't you believe that ? '' the blonde called out from the other way. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

So the brunette has a name. I smirked and went out to the other room.

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her pass out. She immediately saw my hulk form and she was only barely able to let out a close shave before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the elbow room and use my eubstance to force her against the wall. She tried to scratch my typeface but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the compact fabric of my balaclava helmet. I took out the other syringe and cock up her right at the venous blood vessel running along her cervix. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became sluggish and a moment later, her limb fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my articulatio humeri, took her out and went back to for the brunet. She was exactly where I had left her. I picked her up and hauled her out of there and quickly moved to where I had come from. I went to the place I hid the duffle bag bag and suitcase. I placed the brunet into the duffel bag bag and the blond in the suitcase. Once I had for sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my air hole and then turned my jacket inside out. Then, I headed my merry way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the loose street. Just in clock time, the alarm clock on my wristwatch announced the end of the two minute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed rental service that could not be traced. The vertebral column had been retrofitted to stockpile cargo and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable weapons platform. I took the lady friend out from their labor and laid their sleeping variant on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuffs I had placed in there and whomp their work force behind their spine and their mortise joint together. A red glob gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't neglect to detect the brunet 's perky breasts and dark tit or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy unmentionable. Their consistence were truly the o.k. specimens of distaff sexuality as far as I had encountered in my X long craft. No cellulite. No birth mark. No scar. The only disappointment was the bantam tattoo peeking out from the blond 's panties. I peeled the pantie away and revealed a very spicy tattoo that I was pretty sure her daddy did n't know about.

'' You are a really naughty young lady, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the petite elegant cursive strokes that spelled out 'Insert centre Here'. There was an pointer pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking snatch I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My dick hardened at the suggestive mess but I shoved my arousal out of my mind. Now was not the metre. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to work with their girly bits.

I pulled a cover over their defenseless dead body and then climbed into the driver 's fanny. I gunned the railway locomotive to life and drove into the main route back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunet roused from her sleep. She shifted lazily for a couple of second before her read/write head snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the enchained catch that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a stun stupor to broad on alert, as if she remembered the thing that had happened at the dressing way. With her limbs shackled to the bedpost and her oculus blindfolded, I would n't be surprised if she got into a fear-induced epileptic fit.

'' Hello there. '' I greeted in a manner that I use to greet all new striver. `` You should n't move too much. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went picket as she slowly turned to front me. I stood up and walked to her. The floor was covered with wooden panel and each stride the heel of my skid clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to flash away as very much as the control allowed only to find her body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the scared girl trembled in awe. Not so tough now huh.

I placed my medallion on her liquid chest and kneaded the well-endowed mass. The girlfriend yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

'' Stop. P-please ! '' She pleaded. `` I have money. My parents are copious. They will pay you. ``

'' Oh, I 'm sure they will. '' I agreed. `` But you see, I have quite a fortune myself. Enough to live comfortably till the day I died. ``

'' Status then. What about status ? Shares. Stocks. Political position. You name it. '' this girl knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to give her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would take up. Status take recognition and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in creative thinker. '' I said as I gave her mamilla a swooning squeeze.

'' epithet it. '' she snapped desperately. `` I 'll give you anything. ``

'' I 'm certainly you will, darling. '' my script slid down her trunk, passed her midriff, her flatcar belly, and then the cute trilateral brunette bush and finally rested on her warm up pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to come together her ramification but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my hand to wander freely. She trashed her petite form about to unlatch my hand from her. I placed my forearm on her tummy and pressed her down while my hand continued to rub along her lost sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipples began to grew hard, no doubt aroused by the forcefulness of my feeler. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

'' Ugh, shut up Claire ! '' pretty blonde rumble groggily.

'' Hmm. Looks like your Quaker has awaken. '' I told the brunet and watched the blonde paled as she realized the predicament she 's in.

'' What the nooky ? '' she screamed. `` What is this ? Claire ! Where are you ? ``

'' Claire is beside you. '' I informed and pinched the brunet clit until she yelped.

'' Who the shtup are you ? '' the blonde shouted. `` Let me go. Do you know who my dad is ? '' she began trashing about just as Claire did just a mo ago.

'' Oh, I know who your dad is, cherubic patty. '' I removed myself from the brunet and went to the blond. `` The chair of Pymex am I right ? ``

'' How ... '' she swallowed nervously.

'' How do I know ? '' I finished the question for her. `` well, somebody 's been telling everyone who her pa is. ``

'' My pappa is going to kill you if you do n't let me go. '' she screamed and the brunette beside her began to cry. Tied down, naked and completely at my mercifulness, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her complete vulnerability yet.

'' I do n't think so, trollop. '' I grabbed a fistful of her chief and pulled her towards me. The mountain chain rattled and the apprehension around her neck tightened. The blonde began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to choke, I let her go and watched her face flushed into crimson.

'' You fucking bastard. '' she spat once she caught her breathing space. `` My dad 's going to skin you alive. ``

'' Well, if only your papa can find me. Slut. '' I reminded and splayed my fingers on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of course, that is if he can get hold you first. ``

I felt the blonde trembled and an appreciative grinning curved my rim. I was pretty sure she knew why I had touched there. `` Daddy is so not going to be lofty with his picayune missy having this tattoo. ``

'' Do n't touch me. '' she snapped angrily.

Good Shepherd. This miss really was something. I would take thought she would be a crying mess like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing mass within the first few minute of waking up. But apparently not this blond. This blonde was really something else. Time to step up the ante.

I grabbed the blond 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her head teacher in billet, my other deal prodded her pussycat until two of my fingers slid into her dry snatch. `` You will be regretful talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her cunt. I watched her mouth opened as gagging sound escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na progress to sure your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless finger's breadth while her wooden leg trashed about in vain trying to shield herself. Eventually, her opening began to deaden, allowing my digit to move faster and faster.

Once her brass turned blue, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my fingers out. The blonde then groaned like a mutilated brute as she writhed and tensed. At initiative I thought she might be having a pillow slip of cardiac collar, which was highly unconvincing with her age, until her cunt squirted a crack glass worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the same meter trying to catch her own breath.

'' You did n't just cum now, did you ? '' I asked rhetorically with a sense of surprise. God, how long had that been ? XXX seconds ?

'' Do n't ... fucking ... cutaneous senses ... me ! You ... son of a bitch. '' she gasped with a very red face.

'' When will you learn your lesson. '' I made a mock suspiration and then yanked her brain up once more. She made a heave auditory sensation as I abruptly cut off her breathing time. My two finger's breadth found their way back into her wet snatch and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her legs twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body rick and turned like a trapped fox desperate to break loose. The Chain rattled on and on, mixing with the soggy sound of digit moving in and out of the hole between her stage. When her face turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her vertebral column. A second dosage of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

'' Ahh ... stop ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her principal up again. `` You better initiate saying delight master. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger screwing. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding fingers as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening operose and fast until it squirted the 3rd and perhaps, from the considerably smaller amount, the end time. The blonde went wilted and collapsed onto the bed.

'' What do you need, slut ? '' I growled at the gasping girl.

'' Puh ... puh ... .leeezzz ... catch ... '' she finally said while still struggling to get the much needed air into her lungs.

'' Please stop what ? '' I asked while seizing her nipple in a slopped pinch.

'' Ahhh ... p-please s-stop, master. '' she corrected.

'' Good girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the vast wet spot that had formed around her hip. I had n't seen such rich water pistol for a very hanker time and if this bitch was n't copious, I would deal her off to the high bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a uncommon find and highly sought in the slave market. squirt gun ca n't dissemble to give birth an coming, which makes them all the more fun to run with. Hence the higher price.

'' You are quite the squirter, are n't you. Let 's see if your supporter here can squirt as often as you do. ``

'' No ! Please do n't. '' the brunet started to struggle. `` Oh, please. My parents will apply you anything you want. Just let me go. '' the brunet offered as I made my way to the large wooden box where all the sex toys were kept.

I pulled open the box. interior were a bunch of dildos and adequate hoopla to satisfy every single golf hole the missy had three clip over. I fished around the pile and finally pulled out a over-embellished vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The common size about girls have for their fun time in the bedroom.

'' Please. I beg you. please. Just let me go. '' the brunette trashed relentlessly. `` Please let me go master. ``

I could n't help but to smile at her calling me original. `` dainty try, whore. But no. You are getting an orgasm now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her supplication short-circuit by covering her back talk with my hand. I pressed the release on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the way. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her slit lip. The young lady arched her back as she struggled to get away from the oscillation but I made certain the tip check where I wanted it to be. The brunette mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a sensitive spot.

'' The faster you cum, the faster we can move on. ``

After a while, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her eubstance, I knew she 's pretty a great deal aroused by now. Her bitch would be really wet and welcoming. I was correctly when I gave the vibrator a twinkle jog and the unanimous thing sank right into her kitty-cat. As if like a loaded fountain being released, the girl jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my grip and fell out of her puss and onto the bed.

'' Aww, is that too powerful for you ? '' I remarked snidely at the panting girl.

I climbed up the bed and straddled the brunette, my ass pinning her hip down onto the bed. With one hand, I pressed one of her thigh pile, forcing her to open up wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's snatch. Her reluctant opening night widened and sucked in the vibrating twist. The miss tensed up but this fourth dimension, she was n't capable to prompt much.

'' Pllllleeeeaaaasseeee stopppp ... '' the girl wailed and I instantly regretted not having her gagged. It was n't like I was afraid of the neighbors hearing the young lady'vociferation. It was just that their screech were really getting on my spunk. I would gag them later on, especially the brunet. But for now, I had to fix do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snap quivered at the intense arousal and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshee. Her thigh tensed so hard I thought she might even get herself a muscle spasm. Cramp could seriously tear a musculus fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her second joint go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close up her pussy. The chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an rich amount of space to keep working her pussy real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural consonant groan as if she 's struggling to hold on herself from cumming. Well, not on my picket. I hastened my strokes against the helpless pussy and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a muscular jet of girly cum. It was n't as a lot as the blond, but if was sufficiency to be considered as a squirter.

I pulled the dildo out and watched the cunt gaped as if it too needed air. When the twat stopped gaping, I filled it up with the dildo all over again.

'' Ahhh, please stop. '' the brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please block up, passe-partout. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussy loose yet another soaker of cum out as if to reward my hard work.

'' Good lady friend. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an empty basket. I turned back to look at the two fille and marveled at my handwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a doubt. But for now, I would let these two rest a short. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to get dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunette 's going to watch over soon.

Well, it 's only been an hour. There 's still a lot of time left before I intended to let them go. There 's no rush.

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to show the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for long catamenia of time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the middle of any voltage police detective. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the hall of the hotel asking doubt. As I approached the lift, one military officer came up to me.

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very accented English. `` Have you see these two girls before ? '' he showed me two pictures. One was the blonde and the other was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

'' Seen them at the bar by the beach. '' I knew I could n't lie about this detail as the bar had CCTV.

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine investigating. Can I have your data ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my pretender identification. Under childlike investigation, my identity was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they have it away that the identicalness was imposter. But by then, I would induce been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this policeman would n't go beyond the bare checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower bath to wash off the dried sweat. The shower was a relief and part of me knew that the girls needed shower down too and really soon. I hated muddied slaves and even if I hated these to girlfriend more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's piddle. After washing myself off, I called for way service of process and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the safe and linked it up to a private server. A few mo later and the laptop filmdom displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the splayed form of the two girls on the heavy queen size bed. The two were already awake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could squall all they want and not a single psyche would hear them. The studio apartment used to be rented by aspirant rock ring and the total rampart was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would make how futile it was to scream for help very soon.

The elbow room divine service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my metre to eat the repast since I could n't leave too ready as it would be suspicious. I had to outride at to the lowest degree an hr before I could go. In my line of work, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the market place and bought nutrient for the girls. I did n't know what they liked but as long as it was n't fried insect, I was pretty for certain their thirsty venter would n't complain very much. I even got two dog bowling ball from the topical anesthetic pet shop, one 's pinko and the other 's fall green, which are essential for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the female child squealed in fear. The brunette pleaded as usual and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to negociate in advance to convince me to let them go. The brunette told me how much I would be getting and the blonde topped up the total to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the girls knew that no measure of money could get their sorry asses out of this. Besides, I would let them go, eventually. But these two did n't demand to know that for now.

'' Shut up. Anymore vocalize coming from your mouth and I will stuff something in it. ``

That shut them up immediately. I went to prepare their food, which were some kind of porridge with meatballs in them. It was n't in anyway noisome but to these two, who dined all their liveliness with chateau wine and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the viscous issue into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a oxen prod. It was of course tweaked a little to concentrate the total of current in the seismic disturbance. Leather is n't the Lapplander as finespun feminine tegument. I never liked prejudicial my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's power was never too high up. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The hopeful light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two exercise set of watery-eyed middle, one hazel Brown University and one bright amobarbital sodium, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in strawman of them and then triggered the tool. A spark sizzled between the two bantam metal prong.

'' I 'm going to untie you one by one. If you try to do anything stupid, like say escaping, all-fired pray that you get away. Because if you do n't, I 'm going to hit sure that you wish you were n't born a female person. ``

The two girls squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how scratchy things could get just a moment ago and obviously did n't need anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the chain to her collar and then one by one, I released her branch. I held her tightly by her delicate neck opening and yanked her out of the bed.

'' Please. Just let us go. '' she sobbed. `` Owh ! ``

'' Every clock time you talk without permission, I will shock you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle spurring. She limply went to the position where I had laid the dog bowl. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her collar hook. It had a chemical mechanism that required some skills to open so no hard worker could open it on the fly and escape.

'' Now, get down on your four. ``

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the Bos taurus prod and electricity surged through the brunette 's skin.

'' Ouch ! '' she cried and quickly got onto her four.

'' safe fille. Now eat. The pink roll is yours. ``

She looked up to me with a frown of confusedness. But the girlfriend had obviously learned not to speak unless given permission to as she remained quiet.

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' crotch and spoon. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your lip and only your sass. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the look of repugnance in the brunette 's aspect. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same spotlight. She was very forthcoming now, as though she sort of realized that talking too much was n't going to save her skin anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

'' But we- '' the blonde spoke and received a shock from the prod.

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's typeface contorted in an emotional quandary. In one hired man, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the early, she disliked the pain she would meet every time she breached the code. It was fun watching the fille contemplated while tears stung her eyes.

'' May I speak ? '' she finally asked in surrender.

'' Yes. ``

'' We ca n't eat this. '' she looked at the two bowl of grub.

'' Why not ? ``

'' It 's disgusting. `` she sniffled.

'' You have even tried it yet. How would you know ? ``

'' We never eaten something like this. '' the blonde choked on her own sob.

'' Well, I tell you what. This food is going inside you one way or another. If you do n't eat it, or ca n't finish it, I will shove it all up into you through the early end. ``

'' Y-you wo n't. '' the blond said in complete disbelief.

'' You want to try ? '' I growled. Not that I would since there 's a heights chance of causing unwanted bowel infection. Still, as the saying goes, they did n't ask to know.

The two girls exchanged a spirit of despair before reluctantly lowering their headspring onto the repast. One bite after another, they began consuming the solid food on all four. That would certainly shatter whatever self-esteem they still had left. I found it to be very effective in subduing a hard worker, as though it solidified the impression that they were owed in every common sense of that word.

It was sluggish and deliberate at foremost. But as they began to realize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. Small chomp turned into larger one. I watched their nous bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't assist but to enjoy their cute butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my seat and checked the nation of rigour of the search. So far none of the news outlet had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be hanker though. Whatever the eccentric, I needed to release the two before the news program get wind of it and made this whole thing populace. When it 's world, the police would be forced to seek harder. It would n't be long for the police to find me after that.

After half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their outflank to finish up the few bits of the grub at the edges of the bowl. No doubtfulness they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their assholes. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two fille looked up at me in utter fear that it was almost comic. The fact that their faces were covered with grub added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be able to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to jostle them in your assholes. '' I informed and saw the two girls visibly relaxed. `` Now, clock time for your grooming. ``

'' Emmm ... '' the brunette whimpered.

'' Do n't worry, if you are a trade good girlfriend, I will create it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this time. Once I had her arrest unclasped from the chemical chain, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her back with my body. I wrapped my arm around her small frame and carried her to it.

'' That 's one. '' I cryptically said when I placed her down on her feet. She immediately tried to run away as expected of all new slaves. I grabbed hold of her neck and forced her down until it was rested on the semi-circle carved out of the wood panel.

'' That 's two. '' I informed. `` Now, put your hands on the curve. ``

'' No you sick pervert. '' she screamed and struggled.

'' That 's three rap now. fornicatress. '' I growled. I grabbed the forgetful chain installed to the wooden gore and clasped it onto the blond 's catch, trapping her head at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each radiocarpal joint before finally swinging the other half of the stock over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick fuck ! '' she tried to pull away but the pedigree kept her torso in home and at a XC degree bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the numeration to be too in high spirits. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each ankle to the various shackle bolted to the ground. I took a step back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating position where her bare ass was in fill out display and her legs parted considerably for easy access to her twat. I checked the control again making certain they were secure and were n't cutting off blood to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the cover. In there, I grabbed a bottleful of lube, a length of climbing rope and a butthook. The blonde turned wide-eye staring at the stuff that I was bringing to her.

'' Get away from me ! '' she cried while pulling against her restraints.

'' That 's five, slut. ``

'' I do n't fucking care. Let me out or I will fucking kill you. '' she barked rabidly.

'' It seems like you have n't learned anything. '' I turned around to the wooden box and retrieved a ballgag. I went back to her and the first thing I did, despite her vehement resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, much quieter. ''

The blonde 's eyes were bloodshot with both ire and despair. I gave her a pat on her psyche and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lubricating substance onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my finger. Then, I hooked my arm around her stomach and held her still. Once I had a firm hold on her, I eased the butthook right into her blotto asshole.

'' Emmmmmpphhhh ... '' the blonde cried a muted protest.

I ignored her and sustain up the insistency. Eventually, her dickhead yielded and spread outdoors for the bulbous tip to put down. There 's a guttural groan coming from the blond as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the hook was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the sweetener and then inserted the early end of the rope through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple knot around the ring to go on everything in place.

I put some lubricant on my fingerbreadth and then jabbed them into the blond 's propped slit. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her hard. Her ass had remained still the integral hour of harsh fingering. Obviously, the hook had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no striver liked being fingered that harshly on their first day, or the 1st week for that matter.

I turned to the brunet now. She was already a sobbing tidy sum, no incertitude, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden stock right beside the blonde 's and it was still empty. It does n't hold a genius to figure out who 's going to fill up in that place.

'' Your bend, whore. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrified rat while shaking her head. I could n't help oneself but to smile at the recognition of her own fragility. She truly realized how rickety she was and if she had n't, the next hour would solidify that notion properly.

netherworld, I might hold been barbarous, or sadistic for that topic. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the same a BDSM partizan would pursue. Unknown to these two, however much I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept safety the highest priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't relish scaring the living crap out of them.

'' Either you be a dependable girl and get yourself into the stock, or I can haul your ass there and then lash till your ass bleed. Your choice, whore. '' I informed.

'' I 'll go there on my own. '' the brunet sniffled and sobbed.

'' Good girlfriend. ``

I unclasped the chain from her choker and ushered her to her inescapable portion. She obediently placed her cervix and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me locked the stock in shoes. Then, I went to her ankles and secured them to the ground as I had done with the blonde 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a minute, I had two beautiful Young thing, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and snatch exposed, gagged and lost, and ready to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a cushioned spanking paddle. These fille could n't address the wooden paddle yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the smooth leather airfoil of the boat paddle against her ass cheek. The blond squirmed against the constraint and mewled through the gag.

I lifted the paddle about a foot and sent it back down. A tacky smack cracked the silence of the room. The blond lunged an column inch forward before coming back to position.

'' basketball team ten-strike, slut. '' I reminded. `` Each tap earns you five spear carrier spanking. low gear strike, never speak without permit. '' I then landed five consecutive smack onto her bare coffin nail. The marriageable build jiggled at each hard strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed crashing murder.

'' Shut up. You deserve it. '' I reprimanded and landed yet another five smack, each one slightly heavily than the side by side. The once blench ass began to turn red.

'' Emmmppphfffkkk ... .Ewwww ... ''

'' Did you just say 'fuck you'? '' I asked rhetorically in a very ominous tone. I knew exactly what my hard worker even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over geezerhood of training them. The blond quickly went dumb as though she realized how much worry she 's in right now.

'' When will you ever get wind my lilliputian slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a quick search, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in front of her. Then, I showed her the capacity I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weights attached to it. `` Do you screw what they are for ? ``

The blonde swallowed nervously and shook her psyche slowly.

'' I will show you. '' I grabbed her by her forget nipple and clamped the silvery snip on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the snip to the former nipple. `` Better watch your mouth, slut. Or else the next thing I clip will be your sorry cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the rent but still did n't not look away from my centre. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my mop up. But as a civilize slaver, doing my worst was not something I would ever go for. It 's too speculative and too damaging to the hard worker. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every I moment in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blonde. Each stroke began to be more erratic and unpredictable than before. When the blonde thought that I would paddle her, I ended up with rubbing the paddle on her warm ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted clips swung back and forth pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew wetter by the second. Some females have a propensity to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the call 20 strokes, the blond was squirming in hotness. Her pink pussy brim were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her internal thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heat up sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a niggling horny slut. '' I added. It was some kind of mental use on my part. beingness told the Sami thing over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my attention to the next girl. She had been neglected for long adequate and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the swollen lips the brunette 's pussy, and the beads of arousal rolling out of her gaping opening, I chuckled in amusement. It seemed like the anticipation of being spank was enough to get this one all wet and horny.

'' feeling at what we have here. '' I mused loudly and pushed two finger into the wet hole.

The brunette moaned in what sounded like delight and earth her ass against my fingers. It seemed petty brunet here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slave becoming submissive within the start few hours and began to revel the training rather than hate it. But still, training should n't be all delectation and no pain in the neck. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly live with behavior of the slaves and failed to train them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a pestiferous footling whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the words would jar her off the state of stimulation she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever narrow space afforded by the sweetener. Her moans were no longer derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my finger out of her and then administered ten smacking onto her cover girl round ass. I watched her dead body tensed and relaxed at each smack. rake rushed to the hurt area and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the state of foreplay that had once possessed her. Her bitch was practically drooling with need.

'' Look at your worthless twat, tart. '' I mused as I rubbed my digit along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and make. I 'm trusted you want something big and punishing inside you right now. ``

The brunette mewled in what sounded like somewhere between wanting me and hating me.

'' Do you require me to fuck your worthless bitch, little whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the troubled flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for more stimulation from my finger's breadth. I eased the pressure off a little, keeping my touching frustratingly spark. She seemed to detect my deliberation and grunted in annoying. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the arousal my oh so teasing finger provided.

'' Do you require me to make your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my digit one knuckle into her. A Inner Light moan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her rima oris, causing the girl to yip. As I sank my finger deeper inside her, she squeaked.

'' You have to beg if you want to cum. '' I informed with a snide smirk. I could n't say I was n't gallant of myself to see the girl who once thought she could take the air all over me now found herself in the verge of begging me for relief.

I watched her middle blinked with needs. At the same time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her head. The battle that all new slaves had. To refuse and suffer or to surrender and relieved. about fight always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at number 1, a few hr of incessant teasing would convinced her otherwise.

'' You want to cum do n't you ? '' I goaded and shoved a second fingerbreadth into her wet opening.

She shut her eyes tightly and rock her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so indisputable if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the finger's breadth out only to slid them all the way in. Her ramification gave way a little, the hook pulled against her bunghole, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor little dessert cake had no where to go but to endure my teasing.

'' Ahhh ... please. '' she whimpered.

'' Please what, whore ? What do you need ? ``

'' Emmmm ... I want ... to cum. '' she whined.

'' Only a whore can cum on a alien 's fingerbreadth. Are you a tart ? '' I teased further.

She said no but her ass kept grinding on my finger. Her pussycat clenched relentlessly around my fingers, as if it was begging for more.

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a whore'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slaves needed a trivial encouragement to get them going. Needed a little 'yeah, it 's normal to acknowledge that'form of talk.

'' I 'm ... '' she mewled and then clammed up.

'' You are what ? '' I continued to knead on her drenched knock backtalk. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

'' I 'm a whore. '' she finally cried out in staring desperation.

'' Good miss. '' I rewarded her with a third finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

'' You know what you need to do to cum. ``

A dead silence later and the brunet began repeating the tidings as if her sprightliness depended on it. Every time she said it, I would move the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

'' Now beg me to pass water your worthless kitty cum. ``

'' Please shit my worthless pussy cum, master. please make this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full force out on her twat. She let out a guttural consonant groan before her ass trembled violently and effusion of womanly cum shot out of her stimulate twat. While she squirted, I kept my step and fingered her farther till she began to shinny against the hook and shackles to seek suspension. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her twat surrendered another big STD of cum to me.

'' That 's it, whore. You like that do n't you. '' I patted her buns patronizingly. `` Now that I 've made you cum, I think it 's only mediocre that you make me cum as well. ``

I unbuckled my pant and pulled out my voiceless erection. I had been waiting for too foresightful and my cock was already aching with the penury for passing. I remembered the snark input she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to devolve the party favor. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The warm welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

'' Oh, god. You have a tight pussy. '' I shuddered as the pleasure bedcover through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might give birth heard legal injury but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my cock inside her. Most slaves did. On the first day at least. Hence the chasteness. Well, whatever. Like it or not, her pussy was n't going anywhere until I said so.

I pulled my cock out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunette lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to receive the next drive. sound of wet flesh rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the room. My hips smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the promise of release, I hastened my gait. The stock squeaked at the seams and the mountain chain rattled at the rough water done to the occupant while screams of what sounded like pure transport echoed in the room.

'' You like that do n't you ? You like being fucked like a cocotte. '' I growled as I approached my release.

'' Yes. Ahh ... I 'm your bawd. nookie my worthless puss, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the gunpowder room and I felt my balls clenched. The sluicegate fell open. A surge of cum rose through my arduous throbbing frame and R-2 after rope of my potent cum filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my dick, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the fille squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my cock out of her twat and watched the thick white-hot cum leaked out of her snatch. She was a really good roll in the hay, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might birth been the right I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it practically that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, cocotte ? '' I asked. The last thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a hard worker. It did n't create honest business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' expert female child. '' I gave her ass a little pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

Apparently, this little gamy jade was leaking all the while her Quaker was being fucked. Her snatch was as wet, if not, loaded than the bitch of the now well fucked brunette. However often I would love to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too agreeable with my body. My cock was limp and it would take about an hour before I could dog pound her. Still, there 's diverse toys in the wooden box that could do the like job.

I went and picked out a dildo as thick as my cock. Grabbing a stool nearby, I positioned myself in social movement of the blonde 's denudate ass. Her intimate thighs were glistening with rivulet of her foreplay flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right at her opening and shoved it in without any warning. The blonde lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an apprehended moan.

I grabbed hold on her gag and just like it with the brunette, I yanked it down. The blonde let out a loud pant as if she finally caught a intimation of fresh air.

'' Do you want to cum too, slut ? ``

'' Fuck you. '' the blond hissed.

'' Still have n't learned your lesson, I see. '' I said nonchalantly while shoving the dildo into her a few times.

'' Ahhh ... '' she quivered with needs.

'' Beg me and I will forgive you. ``

'' You will never get away with this. '' she threatened while squirming to retrieve some variety of embossment for her upset pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm pretty sure I will. Now, do you want to come ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. plenty to butt against but not enough to establish her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what Scheol really was. I doubt they did n't even agnize they were in heaven throughout their sheltered lives. And if they thought this was hell, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaver. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the haven of salvation. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' Stop asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her bore twat. The blonde trembled while squirming against her chasteness. Every time she pulled too hard against the butthook she would snap back into the default position. There 's simply no escapism from the bondage and the Sooner she realized that I was not going to stop fucking her slit, the faster we could travel on.

'' Your cunt is leaking like crazy. '' I remarked. The marshy audio of the dildo sliding against her moist shape was a will to that.

'' Stop ! '' she whimpered.

'' I 'm not going to stop until you cum. '' I said and gave her ass a slap. `` And I 'm not letting you cum until you beg. Either way, you are n't going anywhere until I get what I want. ``

'' You are evil ! ``

'' I 'm surprised you only realize that now. ``

'' Ahhh ... closure ... '' her voice croaked and thickset with arousal.

'' You know how to end it, slut. ``

'' Ugh ... occlusive. Please. '' she pleaded.

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the brink of release, I slowed the movement. The blonde undulated her hips a little, obviously trying to illicit more delight out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could help her if she did not beg. I would simply slow up down enough to remunerate for the idle movement.

'' Okay. Okay ! I give up. Ugh ! Please make me cum. ``

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

'' Emmmm ... '' she whined. `` Please make me cum professional. ``

'' You want me to pound this slit till it squeeze out. ``

'' Y-yes ... '' she whimpered.

'' You want me puddle you squirt like a slut ? ``

'' Y-yessss ... please just make me cum already. passkey. ``

That was a just enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast decent to drag on her pussy lips along at every stroke. The sound of wet material body slapping grew forte and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic pleasure. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of crystal clear liquid onto the floor. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

'' Good lady friend. That was n't too hard now, was it ? ``

The blonde fille began to sob in desperation. It was the kind of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her sense of control and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was nothing but an sexual object. A lot of hard worker went through such a phase angle and ultimately most surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these daughter had received the punishment they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like mother fucker ? '' I grabbed the blonde by her cheeks and held her middle to mine.

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that dependable is n't it. Next clock time, try not to piss off people you do n't make out. They might bend out to be your fucking nightmare. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose center were red with tears.

'' Now, can I ingest your daddy 's number. I need to urinate a call so they know where to encounter their miss little girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an encrypted communication channel. However the moving picture would like you to believe that it takes a minute to break your placement, stream applied science can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the best way to stop people from finding where you are.

phonograph needle to say, the blond 's dada was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom money even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too slow and too risky, and I never wanted the money in the number one place. I told him that he would know where to get the girls in an hr and told him to make preparation to incur them.

Of course of instruction he did n't sleep together about the works done to his daughter. He would sleep with soon enough when his little young lady confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one hour I have with the girls to clean them up of any incriminate evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every last fall of my cum out of her kitty-cat. Then, I gave the two a mild acid of sedative and watched them go to kip. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their nude flesh to the van.

I drove a soundly ten miles away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the young woman out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't need anyone to stumble across their defenseless form and go raping them. They had received their penalization and that was the end of it. Once I was certain that they were safe, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage point that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a margin call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten bit later, three pitch-dark sedan pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in suit leapt out. It did n't take longsighted for them to find the girls and then lifted their slumbering bod into one of the cars. The three railcar drove off into a distance.

I came down from the vantage point, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were more than police surrounding the field. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a dangerous place for illicit business or something and needed the extra wakefulness. I had no doubt that my action was creditworthy for that. Nevertheless, they would come up and go. And everything would riposte to convention really soon.

There was no report of the kidnapping in any spiritualist issue. Apparently, the snatch must induce been too brief for the newsworthiness to becharm on. Either that or the girls'parents had silenced the press. I would place my bet on the latter since no parents would require the populace to know that their daughter had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar caller to wield and social image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a grouping of professionals to rid off any form of evidence that would go the investigators back to me. Not that there was very much probe going on anyways. Still, one could never be too deliberate. The libidinous furniture were dismantled and were taken into storage together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the DoS. It was prison term to regain my side by side potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good life history path but sometimes, soul has to do the dirty job to remind fellowship why they should never keep their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

Epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and Tonic at the very Sami bar by the beach. The bartender was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and tonic was quite the taste to behold coming from this tiny shack.

Just around an 60 minutes ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock broker. The man obviously could have gotten any woman he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to finger the hullabaloo derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was Sir Thomas More of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't seem like a person with a soul of a demon and my slave was kind of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my late dealings had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my agenda was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to come back to Honduras, to the very Saame beach I did my stage business a year ago and savour the repose and quiet the crashing of wave provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that quiet, invoking some stark memories I had of this place. In forepart of the bar were two Edward Young lady friend in two-piece. I had to flash in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The brown haired girl was wearing a turquoise bikini set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The redhead on the other hand was more modest with her option of bathing suit but still revealed a lot of her Whitney Young womanly curve ball.

'' closure looking at us creep. '' the brown haired hissed.

'' closure wearing so revealing then, kick. '' the solution came out of my lips so naturally it shocked me.

'' What did you just call me ? '' the brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drink away from my hand. `` Do you know who my daddy is ? ``

It seemed like history always repeat itself ...

-The End-