This is the debut to a tale that I will be writing more of later. I am posting it early to see hoi polloi 's response and to test the system, it is not a final examination swig of the complete unveiling but there is a word of warning. This write up will have ABSOLUTELY terrible outcome materialise in it, ONLY read the entirely story when it comes out if you are OK with the themes posted and NEVER copy ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fiction and just a way to express a fetich, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are matter that SHOULD get you thrown in a glowering pit with fanatical dogs, or prison, do n't do them !

Again this is a raspy conscription and honestly this is a smut site, does grammar really matter ? delight comment and get in speck if you have any ideas that will be useful for the story. useless unfavorable judgment does nothing and ill just discount that variety of matter. There will be NO SEX in this adaptation of the foundation but expect some terrible things in the first base chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, source come and go on this land site all the time.

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The figure Jagger.

I am not a good man. I lost the right wing to call in my self that ages ago, after I met my chief, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the display and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the foreman, a few years of grunt work here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane discussion for this piece, I guess"managing"will do ... managing one of the side of meat operations there, this all made me very well off. My position within ... well, lets just promise it,"The Company"does n't even require much campaign on my part anymore, so its a very relaxed job. Does n't hurt that it pays well and can be very fun, too.

The honcho has got his hands in just about everything, I think he wants to seem into some si-fi mother fucker future but, that 's besides the point of my tale. My chief is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring entrepreneurs over the long time has funded some of the biggest corporate power houses out there, and his loan always comes back with interest. I am the chief of the loan returns and repossession side of meat of the Boss'work. When a lone comes to my desk for investigating its my job to find out the current condition of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the value of the lone. My"functionary"title is common soldier research worker, and while technically reliable, I guess, it does n't do my job justice.

You know that one super massive tech company, yeah THAT tech company, honcho put up most of the starting time up on it, off the record of course. That loan never had no problem and is still paying off. Hes got an eye for those things my party boss, but not every loan my chief has given go as cleanly as that one. Most people who take a loan fucking sucking with money and can never payback the money the Boss gave them, but that 's where I come in, to get what is owed to the party boss, with interest.

But lets get to the salutary constituent. The job I enjoyed the most was out west. Some bright guy showed the gaffer his"get deep comfortable"programme and the Boss decided to give him the loan. The amount was vast and the idiot put everything up as collateral, his family, his fellowship, the pattern of his plan, his family, ya make love measure stuff everyone puts up as collateral.

well the"get full-bodied easygoing"plan of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his information and I got in touch with him regarding recovering the party boss asset. The sum I needed to take in was n't even that bad after everything was calculated ; just all country owned by him and his immediate family, any car and goods attached to his family storage area, a daughter and his life. Could consume been a lot unfit, all that would materialize was his wife and 2 of his kids would be homeless with nothing but the wear on their backs, one kid would process"the company"and he would be dead, nix big. Well the dumb ass ran.

We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the total that they owe. That means the tabs of any bounty Orion and computer specialist we hire to go after them down was charged to the runner. All of this is with interestingness I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also tot because I can. I have n't looked at the going rate on premium hunters lately but the effective single cost a lot. I almost feel bad for the families of the people who run, but I do n't. That 's the job.

well this dumb ass, I 'm just going to call him Dumbass from now on, was"lovingly"married with three daughter, perfect for us, terrible for them. Miriam, his wife, was a super hot Milf in her mid 30 's, who only seemed to have that motherly shape in her breasts and ass, even after giving birth to 3 kids. Men would kill for a fan with that figure, women would kill to have it. She had started dating Dumbass young, like real immature. He was in university almost graduated and she was most definitely was not. An early drop cloth out of high school day school, she had never worked a job in her life, excepting numskull to do that part for her. She was kinda stuck up over all but, to her benefit, she loved her crime syndicate and would do anything for her daughters, something I used from day one.

The oldest girl was named Anabel. Definitely the sexiest of the entire family. Long ramification, gorgeous face, good B cup boobs, with her close ass she could have been working as a framework if she was n't so faineant. She realized early in lifespan that men would do anything for her and so long as she kept her pussy as an unobtainable prize for them to fight over, they would prevent trying to woe her in to a greater extent and more elaborate direction. After high school she stopped doing anything, instead lounging at home waiting for one date or another to descend and pick out her to the future company or event. Some how after all this, when I got to her she was still a virgin.

The midway daughter, Becky, was the opposite of her sure-enough sister. Any thing Anabel liked, Becky hated and frailty versa. Becky worked very hard at everything she did and the inquiry that we sent out all came back as her being a straight A student running for scholarly person counselor president. The just things that the babe had in unwashed were commanding attitudes and perplex figures. She did n't have the potential to be a model like her sister, a little shorter and with a more fully bod but, Becky was no thrust over in the looks department. That petty supernumerary mass she had on her clappers only made the bend of her body more fun to check. She had an energy around her that led others to listen to what she said, which led to a small fillip for us.

The last daughter was the young. Callie was an adorable student who 's body fell some where between her two sisters but was no lupus erythematosus of a match. Her trunk was easygoing in all the right seat and tight where it counted. Her pectus was modest then that of the female parent and Becky but, had already surpassed the eldest girl by a cup sizing or two. Of all of them, only she seemed to be actually happy, perfectly felicitous to receive praise and attention from those around her. She a girl surrounded by impregnable women and a doting father, her family had done a great job of creating a pure and obedient child who was a pleasure to be with. She is still my favorite now.

The day that I first approached the family line was a great day for me, and the end of their easy little home, but it was n't going to go on all at once, no, I was going to let the debt pile on before I ripped them from their rest home. Until the"caring"father was caught by our men I would let to stick around close to his family, to take sure they did n't run. Till then, I was going to savour this experience to the fullest. All expenses paid vacation on Dumbass'dime bag, hell yeah !