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Chapter 1

I 'm a hard worker merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as slaves. You would have thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of ghastly hoi polloi out there with a lot of money to drop and there 's apparently no shortfall of woman to be taken to meet the ware line.

hard worker trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an black professing no matter how you try to flex and turn it. You could say that some fair sex deserve to be slaves or that some women would live a better aliveness being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the apology are, it 's still a fucking frightful thing to do.

With that said, that does n't mean I could n't use a couple of excuses to reduce some of the guiltiness associating with destroying one 's sprightliness. Particularly, a woman 's life history. I do need to sleep at night after all. And while about slave trader do n't really care who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential product. No nipper. No young professional person. No mothers. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to avoid taking people that may actually assist fix the world a little.

There 's another variety of women that I do not occupy. Rich brat with loaded daddies whom paid for their interior designer brake shoe and diamond encrusted ticker. conceive me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves more than every early adult female I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is power. One legal injury movement and I could induce ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some mighty people in the political area. Which will not be a good affair if one 's interest is to be low profile.

But I 'll be damned if I ca n't instruct these ungrateful bitches some table manners once in a while.

I was at a five star hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a product to a respectable client. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar was wired into my multiple anon. story. With more cash to drop, I decided to stay for a few nights as a reward for my own gruelling employment. There 's really no point doing something so risky and no reserve yourself to enjoy life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a prompt alteration into casual habiliment, I went to the beach to savor the sun and wind instrument. I found a hovel by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many in high spirits derriere. I ordered a Gin and pop from the bartender and sipped the cool down liquid as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a distich of bikini clad girls. Judging from their accent mark, I would send my bet on the United realm. One had a foresightful blond hair and the early was a brunet with a pixy cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a fille is cute unless I really mean it. My middle quickly fell to their stacked boob that the skimpy fabric had a hard time to contain. My eye went further down to their 2-dimensional stomach, their circle seat, then the smooth foresighted stage and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bangles and platinum necklaces that adorned the female child too.

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

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

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquid state nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my line of employment, believe me. And I could n't really charge them. Young charwoman 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 set mass of muscles and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably hale these two over my articulatio humeri and gave them both a hard spanking without breaking a sweat.

'' Stop looking at us you perv. '' the blonde hissed.

'' Stop putting yourselves on show then, gripe. '' I countered.

The two widened their center to an almost laughable size of it. Their jaws dropped as if that 's the most frightful thing they had ever heard. The blonde moved around the crook bar and a s later, she was only a span of inches from my face.

'' What did you just call me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a tip of alcohol from her breath. piddling unfermented cake here had obviously been drinking too much booze for her own sake.

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my crapulence. That was when touchy blonde here slapped it out of my reach. The crystal tumbler pigeon fell off the board and tumbled down the slope before resting on a wad of Baroness Dudevant. The capacity of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you have sex who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a peril voice.

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

The brunet came to the blond 's side apparently to usher moral support for the blond 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 bratwurst with robust dada that I detest. From the fragrance of alcoholic drink in her intimation, I took it that she too had been drinking far too practically for her own good. zippo makes young women like them the gentle prey for slavers like me than drinking too much in a country like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few striver taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sensation of humor. Of row I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical corporation in EEC and practically the with child supplier of medical examination products to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the largest pharmaceutic ship's company in the world. '' the blonde announced with a genuine sense of superbia, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

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

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde spat on my case. She had the audacity to actually spat on my typeface ! I felt a rush of ire rushed into my face. My fists tightened into a hard glob, cook to be swung across the beef'face.

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

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

I knew in the open, any violence towards women, no matter how justified it was, was always unseasonable. That 's how society sees it and I would recede no thing what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the spat with a nappy from the bar. The tumbler pigeon of Gin and soda water the bartender had just delivered helped a piffling to recreate my recuperation as I downed the all thing. I then dropped a duo of 10 on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their stupidity soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a harbour for felonious activity if one knew where to reckon. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right Leontyne Price. With the exception of nukes and biological weapon, the blanket selection of weapons were really quite the muckle. One could even buy a tank if one so wish to. I on the other hand bought myself a high functioning taser used by law enforcement. I also got some cuff and some mild depressant, which would prove to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an quotidian part of town and hired the common workmen that I had worked with before, that would observe their mouth shut for a price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couplet of hours later, there 's a great bed with alloy post and range of mountains on each niche, two medieval wooden stocks, a modified Spanish Equus asinus, a twain of specially designed chairs with a boastfully hole on the rear end where the tail end would descend into, and various other implements designed to hold back its drug user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a delivery truck came to give up a horde of sex plaything, whiplash, canes and torture devices and when I came back after luncheon, the entire lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The lone missing affair then were the two bitchy English young woman. They were the entirely things I did n't rent anyone to take. number 1, their dad were too productive to risk hiring out of doors supporter. No occult can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty work myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully ignorant and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their body for people like me to have. But I guess their pa were n't stupid enough to let their precious trivial sweet cakes go Republic of Honduras without security.

I followed the two female child to a tourist center. Behind them were three security particular tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a patch to detect them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a feeling that even those two nut psyche did n't screw they were being checked on by their pappa. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist nerve centre down to the number of public convenience it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden nerve tract ; a legacy of the old decrepit anatomical structure before the redevelopment a few days back. Something that I doubted the security department item knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the essential precautions.

When I noticed the lady friend entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still fresh in my head, I moved myself through one of those bequest pathways that would without a incertitude lead me to my target. With me was a prominent wooing case as well as a high-performance duffle bag bag that would soon to be the temporary housing for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the high up end store. This place obvious had security system camera but like about of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my read/write head down, no one would be capable to see me through the whatever grainy mental image, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girls each entered a test way 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 former employees. All three of them were engaged handling the customer at the forepart of the shop class, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava helmet, timed my spotter for two minutes, and then lunged into the audition area.

The salewoman did n't even acknowledge what hit her as I applied the taser onto her dorsum. She jerked a slight before going limped entirely onto my subdivision. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the floor. The whole 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 great as it would provide screening for my indistinguishability should the constabulary come looking them, since anyone could have been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a superman of anti-depressant and slipped through the curtain. In front of me was a half-naked brunet still trying to necessitate off her blouse. Her center fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrifying cast. Her middle widened like a doe caught in the head light but before she could wrick around and scream, I had my gloved hired hand strongly cupping her rima oris while the former hand sank the needle into her neck. The brunette struggled for a little before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

'' ... ca n't you believe that ? '' the blonde called out from the former 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 read/write head out. She immediately saw my towering var. and she was only barely able-bodied to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the room and use my physical structure to force her against the wall. She tried to scratch my facial expression but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the wooden-headed cloth of my balaclava helmet. I took out the early syringe and prickle her right wing at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became sluggish and a present moment later, her arms fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my berm, took her out and went back to for the brunette. 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 duffel bag and suitcase. I placed the brunet into the duffel bag and the blonde in the suitcase. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my scoop 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 unfastened street. Just in meter, the alarm on my wristwatch announced the end of the two minute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicenced letting service that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to carry consignment and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a brace of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girls out from their confinement and laid their sleeping forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuffs I had placed in there and cuff their bridge player behind their back and their ankle joint together. A red bollock gag in each of their backtalk finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM sleeping accommodation I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to notice the brunette 's buoyant breasts and dark-skinned nipples or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy undergarments. Their consistence were truly the fine specimens of female gender as far as I had encountered in my decade long trade. No cellulite. No birth crisscross. No scar. The only disappointment was the bantam tattoo peeking out from the blonde 's scanty. I peeled the pantie away and revealed a very naughty tattoo that I was pretty sure her pa did n't know about.

'' You are a really juicy girlfriend, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the diminutive elegant running hand fortuity that spelled out 'Insert Meat Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkish looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My cock hardened at the suggestive vision but I shoved my rousing out of my nous. Now was not the time. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to play with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked body and then climbed into the device driver 's seat. I gunned the locomotive to sprightliness and repulse into the principal road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunette roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a couplet of second before her head snapped to aid. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained taking into custody that I had put around her neck opening. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a dazed semiconsciousness to full on alerting, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the bandaging room. With her limbs shackled to the bedpost and her eyes 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 proceed too much. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to face me. I stood up and walked to her. The floor was covered with wooden panel and each stride the hound of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girlfriend tried to dart away as much as the chasteness allowed only to find out her dead body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the scared missy trembled in fear. Not so thug now huh.

I placed my thenar on her smooth bosom and kneaded the voluptuous mass. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

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

'' I think I have something better in mind. '' I said as I gave her nipple a abstemious squeeze.

'' Name it. '' she snapped desperately. `` I 'll dedicate you anything. ``

'' I 'm surely you will, darling. '' my hand slid down her body, passed her midriff, her bland stomach, and then the cute three-sided brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close her legs but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my paw to thread freely. She trashed her petite frame about to unlatch my script from her. I placed my forearm on her belly and pressed her Down while my script continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her tit began to grew hard, no doubt aroused by the forcefulness of my attack. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

'' Hmm. Looks like your supporter has awaken. '' I told the brunette and watched the blonde paled as she realized the quandary she 's in.

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

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

'' Who the fuck are you ? '' the blond shouted. `` Let me go. Do you get laid who my dad is ? '' she began trashing about just as Claire did just a second ago.

'' Oh, I know who your dada is, sweet cake. '' I removed myself from the brunette and went to the blonde. `` The president of Pymex am I right ? ``

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

'' How do I get it on ? '' I finished the question for her. `` Well, someone 's been telling everyone who her daddy is. ``

'' My daddy 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, au naturel and completely at my mercy, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her thoroughgoing vulnerability yet.

'' I do n't think so, slut. '' I grabbed a fistful of her headspring and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the pinch around her cervix tightened. The blond began to turn livid as she struggled to breath. When she began to buy the farm, I let her go and watched her nerve flushed into crimson.

'' You fucking bastard. '' she spat once she caught her breath. `` My dad 's going to skin you alert. ``

'' Well, if only your pa can find me. trollop. '' I reminded and splayed my fingers on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of grade, that is if he can find you first. ``

I felt the blond trembled and an appreciative smile curved my lips. I was pretty sure as shooting she knew why I had touched there. `` Daddy is so not going to be proud with his little daughter having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus Christ. This little girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a tears mass like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing raft within the get-go few instant of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. Time to pace up the ante.

I grabbed the blond 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her brain in place, my other handwriting prodded her snatch until two of my fingers slid into her dry slit. `` You will be dingy talking to me like that, slattern. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her slit. I watched her mouth opened as gagging sound escaped her pharynx. `` I 'm gon na make indisputable your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless fingers while her legs trashed about in vain trying to shield herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingers to displace faster and faster.

Once her face turned blue-blooded, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my fingerbreadth out. The blonde then groaned like a maimed animal as she writhed and tensed. At commencement I thought she might be having a case of cardiac check, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her cunt squirted a slam glass Worth of distaff cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the same metre trying to entrance her own breath.

'' You did n't just cum now, did you ? '' I asked rhetorically with a horse sense of surprisal. God, how prospicient had that been ? Thirty seconds ?

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

'' When will you learn your lesson. '' I made a mock sigh and then yanked her brain up once more. She made a gagging sound as I abruptly cut off her breath. My two fingers 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 twisted and turned like a trapped fox desperate to escape. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy sound of digit moving in and out of the hollow between her legs. When her font turned puritanic, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her rachis. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

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

I yanked her promontory up again. `` You skilful bug out saying delight master copy. '' I hissed and resumed the vivid regiment of finger fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding fingers as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet initiative hard and fast until it squirted the third and perhaps, from the considerably smaller amount, the last time. The blond went wilted and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please halt what ? '' I asked while seizing her tit in a fast pinch.

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

'' proficient girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet spot that had formed around her hips. I had n't seen such productive squirter for a very long time and if this gripe was n't productive, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. water pistol of this magnitude are a rarified find and highly sought in the slave market place. Squirters ca n't pretend to have an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to flirt with. Hence the higher price.

'' You are quite the squirt gun, are n't you. Let 's see if your champion here can squirt as very much as you do. ``

'' No ! Please do n't. '' the brunette started to fight. `` Oh, please. My parents will pay you anything you want. Just let me go. '' the brunette 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 cluster of dildos and enough chaw to fill every unmarried gob the daughter had three fourth dimension over. I fished around the galvanic pile and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The coarse size most girls have for their fun fourth dimension in the bedroom.

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

I could n't avail but to smile at her calling me master. `` Nice try, tart. But no. You are getting an orgasm now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea poor by covering her sass with my paw. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the room. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her slit lips. The missy arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibration but I made sure the tip arrest where I wanted it to be. The brunette mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a sore 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 body, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her pussy would be really wet and welcoming. I was veracious when I gave the vibrator a light nudge and the solid thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a crocked outpouring being released, the girl jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my traveling bag and fell out of her pussy 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 coxa down onto the bed. With one hired hand, I pressed one of her thigh down, forcing her to open wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's pussy. Her reluctant opening widened and sucked in the vibrating twist. The fille tensed up but this time, she was n't able to move much.

'' Pllllleeeeaaaasseeee stopppp ... '' the girl wailed and I instantly regretted not having her gagged. It was n't like I was afraid of the neighbor hearing the lady friend'rallying cry. It was just that their shrieks were really getting on my nerves. I would gag them later on, especially the brunet. But for now, I had to hold do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the acute stimulation and the brunet squealed like a fucking banshee. Her second joint tensed so hard I thought she might even get herself a cramp. Cramp could seriously tear a muscle 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 her kitty-cat. The chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an plentiful quantity of space to keep working her pussy tangible hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to keep herself from cumming. well, not on my spotter. I hastened my strokes against the helpless snatch and finally, the brunet surrendered to the input and let out a sinewy jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

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

'' Please block off what ? ``

'' Please stop, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussy unleashed yet another torrent of cum out as if to reinforce my hard work.

'' secure young woman. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the apply 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 uncertainty. But for now, I would let these two rest a slight. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to receive dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunet 's going to postdate soon.

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

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to show up the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for long period of prison term. The Thomas More I was seen at the hotel, to a lesser extent of a defendant I would be in the middle of any electric potential investigator. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the lobby of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the elevator, one officer came up to me.

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very accented side. `` Have you see these two young woman before ? '' he showed me two pictures. One was the blond 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 afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine investigation. Can I bear your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my fake recognition. Under elementary investigation, my identity was as legit as any former. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was juke. But by then, I would accept been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a touch that this officer would n't go beyond the simple checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick exhibitor to wash off the dried lather. The exhibitioner was a relief and percentage of me knew that the little girl needed shower too and really soon. I hated dirty slaves and even if I hated these to little girl more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's piss. After washing myself off, I called for room avail and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the elbow room service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the dependable and linked it up to a individual host. A few bit later and the laptop screen door displayed the footage of the secret television camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the slip human body of the two young woman on the vauntingly king size of it bed. The two were already awake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could shout out all they want and not a single individual would hear them. The studio apartment used to be rented by wannabe John Rock set and the entire wall was fitted with soundproof mat. The two would substantiate how vain it was to scream for assistant very soon.

The way inspection and repair came shortly after and delivered the matter I ordered. I took my time to eat the repast since I could n't leave too quick as it would be wary. I had to detain at least an hour before I could go. In my railway line of work, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the grocery and bought food for the girls. I did n't know what they liked but as long as it was n't fried louse, I was pretty sure their hungry stomach would n't complain a lot. I even got two dog bowls from the local pet store, one 's garden pink and the other 's get off common, which are essential for their punishments.

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

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

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

I poured the gluey matter into the dog sports stadium. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cattle goading. It was of course tweaked a lilliputian to keep down the amount of money of current in the jar. Leather is n't the like as finespun feminine pelt. I never liked prejudicious my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's top executive was never too high. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The lustrous sparkle blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two sets of watery-eyed eyes, one hazel brown and one bright blue air, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in front of them and then triggered the dick. A spark sizzled between the two lilliputian metal prong.

'' I 'm going to loosen you one by one. If you try to do anything pudding head, like say escaping, bloody pray that you get away. Because if you do n't, I 'm going to make sure that you wish you were n't born a female. ``

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 want anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the chain to her collar and then one by one, I released her limb. I held her tightly by her frail cervix and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every fourth dimension you talk without permit, I will outrage you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the kine prod. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby range and then locked it into her leash hook. It had a chemical mechanism that required some skills to open so no striver could open it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the release on the cattle prod and electrical energy surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' right girl. Now eat. The pink pipe bowl is yours. ``

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

'' You may verbalise. '' I informed.

'' Fork and spoonful. ``

'' There 's no ramification and spoonful. Use your back talk and only your oral cavity. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the feeling of horror in the brunette 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same point. She was very upcoming now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to save her tegument anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's face contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one script, she was obviously new to the 'getting license'section. On the other, she disliked the annoyance she would receive every meter she breached the code. It was fun watching the daughter contemplated while teardrop 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.

'' fountainhead, I tell you what. This solid 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 other end. ``

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

'' You want to try ? '' I growled. Not that I would since there 's a high fortune of causing undesirable intestine infection. Still, as the saying goes, they did n't need to know.

The two missy exchanged a flavor of despair before reluctantly lowering their forefront onto the meal. One insect bite after another, they began consuming the 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 slave, as though it solidified the notion that they were owed in every sentiency of that word.

It was slow up and deliberate at first. But as they began to agnize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. minuscule bites turned into larger ones. I watched their head teacher bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowlful. 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 land of severity of the search. So far none of the news outlet had yet knew of the snatch. It would n't be foresighted though. Whatever the fount, I needed to release the two before the news get steer of it and made this whole thing public. When it 's populace, the police would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the constabulary to find me after that.

After half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to finish up up the few bits of the grub at the boundary of the bowl. No incertitude 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 bowl away. The two young woman looked up at me in utter fear that it was almost comical. 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 shove them in your whoreson. '' I informed and saw the two missy visibly relaxed. `` Now, meter for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't worry, if you are a honest girl, I will make it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this prison term. Once I had her collar unclasped from the strand, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to clash her back with my body. I wrapped my arms around her little skeletal 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 hard worker. I grabbed detention 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 hit now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the short chain installed to the wooden board and clasped it onto the blond 's collar, trapping her top dog 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 blond in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you chuck screwing ! '' she tried to extract away but the caudex kept her consistency in spot and at a ninety point bent.

'' That 's four now, jade. You really do n't require the tally to be too gamy. '' I warned as I knelt down by her branch. I pulled her pegleg apart and then locked each ankle to the respective shackle bolted to the ground. I took a whole tone back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating position where her bare ass was in complete display and her wooden leg parted considerably for well-heeled access to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure enough they were secure and were n't cutting off rip to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the natural covering. In there, I grabbed a bottle of lubricator, a distance 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, slattern. ``

'' I do n't fucking care. Let me out or I will fucking wipe out 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 firstly thing I did, despite her vehement electrical resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, very much quieter. ''

The blond 's eyes were bloodshot with both choler and despair. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lube onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my fingerbreadth. Then, I hooked my arm around her venter and held her still. Once I had a house hold on her, I eased the butthook right into her tight asshole.

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

I ignored her and stay fresh up the atmospheric pressure. Eventually, her asshole yielded and spread open for the bulbous tip to enter. There 's a guttural moan coming from the blonde as I eased the hooking deeper into her. Once the lure was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the come-on and then inserted the other end of the rope through a flyspeck ring installed at the top of the wooden fund. I pulled the rope until the blond began to curve her dorsum and her tail end perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple knot around the hoop to observe everything in place.

I put some lubricating substance on my digit and then jabbed them into the blonde 's shore cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her severe. Her ass had remained still the full minute of arc of harsh fingering. Obviously, the hook shot had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no hard worker liked being fingered that harshly on their first day, or the for the first time calendar week for that matter.

I turned to the brunet now. She was already a sobbing mess, no doubt, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden blood line right beside the blonde 's and it was still empty. It does n't take a flair to figure out who 's going to replete in that place.

'' Your turn, cocotte. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrified rat while shaking her head. I could n't facilitate but to smile at the recognition of her own fragility. She truly realized how weak she was and if she had n't, the next time of day would solidify that impression properly.

Hell, I might experience been cruel, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the Lapplander a BDSM enthusiast would pursue. Unknown to these two, however very 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 love scaring the keep bull out of them.

'' Either you be a good female child and get yourself into the stock certificate, or I can haul your ass there and then scald till your ass bleed. Your choice, harlot. '' I informed.

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

'' skilful little girl. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me mesh the stock in place. Then, I went to her ankle 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 things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and cunt exposed, gagged and incapacitated, and cook to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a cushioned spanking boat paddle. These young lady could n't handle the wooden paddles yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the tranquil leather surface of the paddle against her ass face. The blond squirmed against the control and mewled through the gag.

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

'' quintuplet strikes, strumpet. '' I reminded. `` Each strike earns you five surplus spanking. showtime rap, never speak without license. '' I then landed five back-to-back flavour onto her bare buttocks. The marriageable flesh jiggled at each heavily strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed bloody murder.

'' Shut up. You deserve it. '' I reprimanded and landed yet another five smacks, each one slightly voiceless than the next. The once pale ass began to become red.

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

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

'' When will you ever teach my little strumpet. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a fast 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 content I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weights attached to it. `` Do you cognise what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shake up her psyche slowly.

'' I will shew you. '' I grabbed her by her left nipple and clamped the silvery clipping on it. The blond cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clipping to the former nipple. `` better determine your mouth, strumpet. Or else the next thing I clip will be your sad twat. ``

The blonde blinked in the bout but still did n't not look away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my worst. But as a direct slave owner, doing my worst was not something I would ever go for. It 's too speculative and too damaging to the slave. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every single 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 spank her, I ended up with rubbing the paddle on her quick ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted clips swung back and forth pulling against her nipple. I loved the way how her organic structure responded as she slowly grew wetter by the second. Some female have a tendency to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the anticipate twenty dollar bill strokes, the blonde was squirming in rut. Her ping kitty-cat lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her inner thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heated sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a little horny slovenly woman. '' I added. It was some kind of mental manipulation on my part. existence told the same matter over and over again and you will be exactly that.

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

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

The brunet moaned in what sounded like joy and ground her ass against my fingers. It seemed little brunet here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slaves becoming submissive within the first few 60 minutes and began to enjoy the training rather than detest it. But still, training should n't be all enjoyment and no annoyance. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly accepting deportment of the striver and failed to groom them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty footling whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the give-and-take would jar her off the state of matter of arousal she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunet shook her ass in whatever narrow blank space afforded by the hook. Her moan were no farsighted derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my finger's breadth out of her and then administered ten smacks onto her lovely round ass. I watched her dead body tensed and relaxed at each savour. rake rushed to the hurt area and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the state of arousal that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

'' Look at your worthless cunt, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my finger's breadth along the wet chap. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm sure you want something big and hard inside you right now. ``

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

'' Do you need me to be intimate your worthless bitch, footling whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the inconvenience oneself flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for Sir Thomas More arousal from my digit. I eased the pressure off a picayune, keeping my touch frustratingly brightness. She seemed to notice my deliberation and grunted in chafe. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the stimulant my oh so teasing fingerbreadth provided.

'' Do you want me to make your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A lightness moan escaped the brunet 's pharynx. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the lady friend to yap. As I sank my fingerbreadth 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 proud of myself to see the daughter who once thought she could walk all over me now found herself in the verge of begging me for relief.

I watched her eyes blinked with needs. At the same sentence, I saw the engagement that she was fighting inside her head. The battle that all new striver had. To fend and suffer or to surrender and relieved. Most fight always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at starting time, a few hours of invariable teasing would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her center tightly and shook her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so sure if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slide them all the way in. Her ramification gave way a little, the sweetener pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. poor people little sweetened cake had no where to go but to endure my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a whore can cum on a stranger 's fingers. Are you a bawd ? '' I teased further.

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

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

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

'' You are what ? '' I continued to work on her drenched ping brim. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

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

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

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A short quiet later and the brunette began repeating the words as if her spirit depended on it. Every time she said it, I would incite the finger's breadth faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

'' Now beg me to make believe your worthless kitty cum. ``

'' Please induce my worthless pussy cum, master. delight make believe this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go broad violence on her kitty. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and effusion of womanly cum shot out of her rush cunt. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her further till she began to struggle against the hook and shackles to seek reprieve. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her slit surrendered another bountiful dose of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my concentrated erecting. I had been waiting for too long and my cock was already aching with the need for release. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to generate the favour. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The ardent welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

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

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might have heard legal injury but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my cock inside her. about slave did. On the offset day at least. Hence the control. Well, whatever. Like it or not, her slit 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 impulse only to be pulled back to welcome the next thrust. sound of wet flesh rubbing against wet anatomy reverberated through the elbow room. My pelvis smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the promise of departure, I hastened my pace. The stock squeaked at the seams and the chains rattled at the choppiness done to the resident while screams of what sounded like pure go echoed in the room.

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

'' Yes. Ahh ... I 'm your whore. ass my worthless cunt, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the powder room and I felt my orb clenched. The floodgate fell undecided. A surge of cum rose through my difficult throb physical body and rope after R-2 of my potent seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched backbreaking around my dick, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the girl squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my cock out of her cunt and watched the thick-skulled white cum leaked out of her cunt. She was a really good fuck, I had to say. In fact, her twat might take been the best I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it a lot that I anticipated. I did n't wish the fact that her penalty had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, tart ? '' I asked. The final stage thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a slave. It did n't make good business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' in effect girl. '' I gave her ass a little pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

Apparently, this slight risque slovenly woman was leaking all the while her champion was being fucked. Her snatch was as wet, if not, wetter than the pussy of the now well fucked brunette. However lots I would love to know her twat too, my old age certainly had n't been too agreeable with my physical structure. My peter was wilted and it would take about an hour before I could lb her. Still, there 's various toy dog in the wooden box that could do the Lapplander job.

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

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

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

'' nooky 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 witness some sort of relief for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm jolly sure I will. Now, do you need to issue forth ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. Enough to butt against but not enough to stimulate her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

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

'' check asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her eager snatch. The blonde trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every meter she pulled too intemperate against the butthook she would snap back into the default option berth. There 's simply no escape from the slavery and the Sooner she realized that I was not going to stop fucking her cunt, the faster we could move on.

'' Your twat is leaking like crazy. '' I remarked. The sloppy strait of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a Testament to that.

'' catch ! '' 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 ... stop ... '' her vocalisation croaked and heavyset with arousal.

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

'' Ugh ... stop. Please. '' she pleaded.

'' Try again ''

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

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

'' Try again with more seriousness. ``

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

'' You want me to pound this cunt till it squirt. ``

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

'' You want me make you squirt like a strumpet ? ``

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

That was a right enough reply and I hastened the movement. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast enough to drag her snatch sass along at every stroke. The sound of wet figure slapping grew gimcrack and louder until the blond began squealing in orgasmic delight. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a flow of transparent liquidity onto the base. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

'' honest girl. That was n't too hard now, was it ? ``

The blonde girl began to sob in despair. 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 nix but an sexual physical object. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately virtually surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these girlfriend had received the penalization they so deserved.

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

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that good is n't it. adjacent clock time, try not to piss off people you do n't do it. They might turn out to be your fucking incubus. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I accept your daddy 's number. I need to make a call so they know where to find their lose slight girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an encrypted channel. However the movies would like you to think that it takes a bit to snap your location, stream technology can do it in a few microseconds. encoding is always the best way to hold back people from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's daddy was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too decelerate and too wild, and I never wanted the money in the number 1 seat. I told him that he would know where to get the fille in an 60 minutes and told him to make preparedness to receive them.

Of course he did n't know about the deed of conveyance done to his daughter. He would know soon enough when his petty girl confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one hr I have with the girls to clean them up of any incriminating evidence. That included douching out the brunet and get every go driblet of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a meek back breaker of sedative and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked form to the van.

I drove a just ten mi away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the girls out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a mantle. I would n't require anyone to stumble across their nude grade and take up raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was for sure that they were safe, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage point that allowed me to seem into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a outcry and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten minutes later, three black sedan pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in cause leapt out. It did n't aim long for them to ascertain the girls and then lifted their slumbering build into one of the cars. The three cars 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 police surrounding the area. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a life-threatening berth for illicit business organisation or something and needed the extra wakefulness. I had no doubt that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would get along and go. And everything would pass to normal material soon.

There was no written report of the kidnapping in any media outlet. Apparently, the kidnapping must have been too brief for the news program to catch on. Either that or the fille'parents had silenced the military press. I would localize my bet on the latter since no parents would want the public to know that their girl had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar company to manage and mixer image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a group of professionals to rid off any manakin of evidence that would lead the investigators back to me. Not that there was much investigating going on anyways. Still, one could never be too measured. The salacious piece of 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 state of matter. It was time to bump my future potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good career way of life but sometimes, person has to do the dirty job to prompt beau monde why they should never keep open their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and pop at the very Lapplander bar by the beach. The bartender was dissimilar now. Nevertheless, the Gin and soda pop was quite the taste to behold coming from this tiny shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock broker. The man obviously could hold gotten any women he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to finger the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the char, it was more of the act of buying a striver itself. At least he did n't seem like a soul with a soul of a daemon and my slave was sort of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to condition, and my previous dealing had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my docket was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to make out back to Honduras, to the very same beach I did my business a yr ago and relish the peace and quiet the crashing of waves provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark computer memory I had of this seat. In front of the bar were two young girls in Bikini. I had to winkle in incredulity, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The brown haired little girl was wearing a aqua bikini set that did n't do much to brood her nubile eubstance. The redhead on the other hand was more modest with her choice of swimsuit but still revealed a lot of her Cy Young feminine curvature.

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

'' Stop wearing so revealing then, bitch. '' the resolution came out of my sassing so naturally it shocked me.

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

It seemed like history always replicate itself ...

-The End-