tale contains raping, humiliation and debasement of female characters. say at your own risk. If you do not like this peculiar genre, please do n't read it and then dislike it for being too disturbing for your taste. You have been warned. Please judge my writing based on the prose, plot of land, language, character development, etc. Criticisms are welcomed. Thank you.

Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchant. I kidnap women and deal them off as slaves. You would have got thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of purge people out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortage of womanhood to be taken to fill the Cartesian product line.

Slave trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an disgraceful profession no matter how you try to twist and turn it. You could say that some charwoman deserve to be slave or that some women would go a serious life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the exculpation are, it 's still a fucking horrible affair to do.

With that said, that does n't mean I could n't use a couple of excuses to shrink some of the guilt associating with destroying one 's biography. Particularly, a cleaning lady 's life. I do need to sleep at Night after all. And while to the highest degree slave owner do n't really manage who they catch, I have a self-imposed rule that I follow by when selecting potential product. No tike. No Whitney Young master. No female parent. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to forfend taking people that may actually help fix the world a little.

There 's another form of woman that I do not take. rich people little terror with loaded daddies whom paid for their graphic designer horseshoe and infield encrusted watch. Believe me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves more than every other adult female I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is power. One wrongly motion and I could own ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has sleeper with some mightily people in the political sphere. Which will not be a trade good matter if one 's pastime is to be low profile.

But I 'll be damned if I ca n't learn these ungrateful kick some board manners once in a while.

I was at a five star hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a mathematical product to a respectable node. As agreed, a hundred thousand one dollar bill was wired into my multiple anonymous score. With Sir Thomas More cash to spend, I decided to stick for a few Nox as a reward for my own hard body of work. There 's really no point doing something so high-risk and no reserve yourself to enjoy animation a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a straightaway change into casual wear, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and twist. I found a shanty by the sandlike beach and popped myself onto one of the many senior high seats. I ordered a Gin and Tonic from the bartender and sipped the cool off liquid as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the petite peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a yoke of two-piece garb girl. Judging from their accent, I would localise my bet on the United Kingdom. One had a hanker blond hair 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 cunning unless I really imply it. My eyes quickly fell to their bosomy breasts that the skimpy fabric had a unvoiced time to curb. My eyes went further down to their monotone stomach, their round butts, then the smooth long legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy gaud and platinum necklaces that adorned the girls too.

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

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

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the temperature reduction liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my argument of piece of work, believe me. And I could n't really blame them. Thomas Young women 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 deal of muscle and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my shoulder joint and gave them both a hard spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' Stop putting yourselves on display then, bitch. '' I countered.

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

'' What did you just call off me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a hint of alcohol from her breath. Little sweet cake here had obviously been drinking too much spirits for her own sake.

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my drink. That was when feisty blonde here slapped it out of my grasp. The watch glass tumbler fell off the table and tumbled down the slope before resting on a mess of sand. The substance of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you know who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a minacious voice.

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

The brunette came to the blonde 's side apparently to show moral living for the blonde and almost tripped along the way.

'' Her dad 's the Chairman of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. chassis. These were terror with rich daddies that I detest. From the fragrance of alcoholic beverage in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a good deal for her own dear. null makes young cleaning lady like them the easiest fair game for slavers like me than drinking too much in a state like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few hard worker taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sentiency of humour. Of track I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical tummy in Europe and practically the largest provider of aesculapian intersection to customer such as the NHS.

'' It 's the largest pharmaceutical companionship in the Earth. '' the blond 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 mortal to fucking kill you. '' the brunette hissed.

'' I hope so. I feel like dying already just listening to you bitches. '' 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 flush of anger rushed into my face. My clenched fist tightened into a intemperately lump, ready to be swung across the bitches'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 chop off your nut if you do. ``

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

I knew in the afford, any violence towards adult female, no matter how justified it was, was always incorrectly. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no matter what. So, I simply let my storm simmer down and wiped off the spat with a napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and Tonic the barkeeper had just delivered helped a little to renovate my recovery as I downed the all thing. I then dropped a couple of tens 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 peter between your legs. '' I heard the brunette called out and then the two burst into giggling laughs.

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

Chapter 2

Republic of Honduras was a harbor for criminal activity if one knew where to take care. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right price. With the exception of nuke and biological weapon, the all-embracing selection of arm were really quite the flock. One could even buy a armored combat vehicle if one so wish to. I on the other hand bought myself a heights functioning taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuff and some modest downer, which would prove to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an unremarkable part of townsfolk and hired the common working person that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a Mary Leontyne Price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couple of hours later, there 's a large bed with alloy Emily Price Post and chains on each corner, two medieval wooden stocks, a modified Spanish people donkey, a couple of specially designed chairs with a large cakehole on the seat where the keister would return into, and various other implements designed to observe its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some fourth dimension in between a delivery truck came to deliver a horde of sex miniature, whips, canes and distortion devices and when I came back after lunch, the entire lot now looked like a rabid 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing matter then were the two bitchy English people daughter. They were the only things I did n't hire anyone to larn. First, their dad were too rich to risk hiring outside help. No secret can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty employment myself. Which was n't all that hard considering how blissfully unknowledgeable and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their torso for people like me to postulate. But I guess their daddies were n't stupid enough to let their precious little sugared cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two lady friend to a tourist center. Behind them were three security details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a impression that even those two nut heads did n't jazz they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute hindquarters too.

I had studied the layout of the holidaymaker eye down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden nerve tract ; a bequest of the old decrepit structure before the renovation a few yr back. Something that I doubted the security details knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the girls 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 legacy pathways that would without a question lead me to my fair game. With me was a large suit display case as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the impermanent housing for the two girls.

I finally found the stead I wanted to be and sneaked into the book binding of the high end storehouse. This place obvious had security photographic camera but like most of Honduras, most of them were just for appearance. As long as I kept my head down, no one would be capable to see me through the whatever grainy persona, if any, that the police force 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 girl were going to try. Hidden at the corner, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were busy handling the customer at the strawman of the shop class, leaving the vertebral column relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two instant, and then lunged into the tryout 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 altogether matter happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting quarry were still yapping about the XII ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would provide cover for my identity should the police come looking them, since anyone could have been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a dose of anti-depressant and slipped through the curtain. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to take off her blouse. Her center fleeted to the boastfully mirror in front of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrifying cast. Her optic widened like a doe caught in the head light but before she could deform around and screech, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her back talk while the other hand sank the needle into her neck. The brunet 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 early room. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blond poked her point out. She immediately saw my hulk course and she was only barely able to let out a close shave before I silenced her with my thenar. I pushed her into the room and use my eubstance to impel her against the wall. She tried to scratch my human face but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the duncical fabric of my balaclava. I took out the former syringe and prick her rightfulness at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blond 's struggle became sluggish and a 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 brunette into the duffle bag bag and the blond in the grip. Once I had sure as shooting that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my sac and then turned my crownwork inside out. Then, I headed my brisk way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in time, the warning device on my wristwatch announced the end of the two min timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed renting service that could not be traced. The spine had been retrofitted to have a bun in the oven cargo and the stern had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girls out from their childbed and laid their sleeping forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuffs I had placed in there and cuffed their manus behind their back and their ankles together. A red ball gag in each of their rima oris finalized the apparatus and they were prepare to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to acknowledge the brunet 's buoyant titty and dark pap or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy undergarments. Their bodies were truly the hunky-dory specimens of female gender as far as I had encountered in my 10 long patronage. No cellulite. No birth chump. No scar. The only letdown was the diminutive tattoo peeking out from the blond 's panties. I peeled the panty away and revealed a very gamey tattoo that I was pretty sure her daddy did n't get laid about.

'' You are a really naughty girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the lilliputian elegant cursive stroking that spelled out 'Insert marrow Here'. There was an pointer pointing down to what appear to be the pinkish looking twat I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My tool hardened at the suggestive sight 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 play with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked body and then climbed into the driver 's seat. I gunned the railway locomotive to aliveness and push into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the cyberspace when the brunette roused from her sleep. She shifted lazily for a pair of secondment before her headland snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained apprehension that I had put around her neck opening. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a daze stupor to full on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing elbow 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.

'' hullo there. '' I greeted in a manner that I use to greet all new slaves. `` You should n't move too often. You might spite yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to face me. I stood up and walked to her. The storey was covered with wooden venire and each stride the heel of my brake shoe clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the young woman tried to scoot away as a good deal as the restraints allowed only to find her body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no flight. '' I informed and watched the scared lady friend trembled in fear. Not so bad now huh.

I placed my medal on her smooth breast and kneaded the voluptuous wad. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

'' point. 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 live comfortably till the day I died. ``

'' position then. What about status ? Shares. ancestry. 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 crack only idiots would train up. Status required acknowledgment and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our total freedom rested on our anonymity.

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

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

'' I 'm sure you will, darling. '' my hired man slid down her body, passed her diaphragm, her flat stomach, and then the cute triangular brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! period. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to shut down her branch but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my script to wander freely. She trashed her midget frame about to unlatch my hired hand from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her pile while my hand continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her pap began to grew hard, no doubtfulness aroused by the forcefulness of my approach. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

'' Hmm. Looks like your friend 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 brunettes clit until she yelped.

'' Who the piece of tail are you ? '' the blond shouted. `` Let me go. Do you know who my dad is ? '' she began trashing about just as Claire did just a moment ago.

'' Oh, I know who your daddy is, Henry Sweet patty. '' I removed myself from the brunette and went to the blonde. `` The Chairman of Pymex am I right ? ``

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

'' How do I know ? '' I finished the inquiry for her. `` wellspring, someone 's been telling everyone who her daddy is. ``

'' My daddy is going to pour down 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 mercy, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her fill out exposure yet.

'' I do n't think so, slut. '' I grabbed a handful of her head and pulled her towards me. The Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled and the pinch around her cervix tightened. The blonde began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to choke off, I let her go and watched her face flushed into crimson.

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

'' Well, if only your dad can find out me. slovenly woman. '' I reminded and splayed my fingers on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of course, that is if he can find you first. ``

I felt the blond trembled and an appreciative smiling curved my lips. I was pretty for sure she knew why I had touched there. `` Daddy is so not going to be lofty with his little girl having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus. This fille really was something. I would induce thought she would be a crying mass like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing stack within the for the first time few instant of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. Time to step up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her head in place, my early hired man prodded her pussy until two of my fingers slid into her dry slit. `` You will be sorry 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 pharynx. `` I 'm gon na make sure your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless digit while her legs trashed about in vain trying to shield herself. Eventually, her opening began to mute, allowing my digit to motivate faster and faster.

Once her cheek turned blueish, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my finger's breadth out. The blond then groaned like a mutilated animal as she writhed and tensed. At first I thought she might be having a case of cardiac arrest, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her slit squirted a shot crank worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the Lapp time 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 ? Thirty seconds ?

'' Do n't ... fucking ... pinch ... me ! You ... bastard. '' she gasped with a very red face.

'' When will you learn your lesson. '' I made a mock suspiration and then yanked her head up once more. She made a quip sound as I abruptly cut off her breath. My two fingerbreadth found their way back into her wet cunt and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her branch twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body squirm and turned like a treed fox desperate to lam. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the miry sound of fingers moving in and out of the mess between her legs. When her typeface turned gloomy, I let her go again and watched the blond arched her back. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her baste sex.

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

I yanked her drumhead up again. `` You beneficial start saying delight victor. '' I hissed and resumed the intense 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 opening voiceless and fast until it squirted the third and perhaps, from the considerably smaller sum of money, the hold out time. The blond went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please stop what ? '' I asked while seizing her tit in a miserly pinch.

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

'' skilful daughter. ``

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 water pistol for a very long meter and if this squawk was n't full-bodied, I would deal her off to the highest bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a rarified uncovering and highly sought in the striver market place. Squirters ca n't dissemble to have an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to work with. Hence the higher price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and decent quid to sate every individual hole the miss had three time over. I fished around the mint and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The common size most girls have for their fun time 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 help but to smile at her calling me maestro. `` prissy try, whore. But no. You are getting an sexual climax now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea short by covering her mouth with my hand. 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 cunt lips. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the shaking but I made surely the tip stay where I wanted it to be. The brunet mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a medium 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 torso, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was correctly when I gave the vibrator a illume nudge and the whole thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a adulterate spring being released, the girl jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my travelling 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 pelvic arch down onto the bed. With one hand, I pressed one of her thigh pile, forcing her to open wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunet 's pussy. Her reluctant orifice widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The girl tensed up but this fourth dimension, she was n't capable to proceed 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 girls'watchword. It was just that their shrieks were really getting on my spunk. I would gag them later on, especially the brunette. But for now, I had to make do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the vivid stimulation and the brunette squealed like a shag banshee. Her thigh tensed so unvoiced I thought she might even get herself a cramp iron. Cramp could seriously tear a muscle fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close her pussy. The mountain chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an copious amount of space to celebrate working her pussy real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to hold back herself from cumming. Well, not on my watch. I hastened my strokes against the helpless slit and finally, the brunet surrendered to the stimulation and let out a powerful jet of girly cum. It was n't as very much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

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

'' Please halt what ? ``

'' Please stop, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her twat unleashed yet another flood of cum out as if to reward my intemperate work.

'' Good girl. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an hollow basket. I turned back to look at the two girls and marveled at my handiwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a doubt. But for now, I would let these two rest a piffling. The blonde, while I was working on the brunet, seemed to have dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunette 's going to follow soon.

Well, it 's only been an time of day. There 's still a lot of metre 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 point of time. The more I was seen at the hotel, to a lesser extent of a defendant I would be in the eyes of any potential detective. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the lobby of the hotel asking head. As I approached the elevator, one officer came up to me.

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very accented English. `` Have you see these two miss before ? '' he showed me two motion-picture show. One was the blond and the early was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine investigating. Can I possess your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my bullshit designation. Under simple investigation, my individuality was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was pseudo. But by then, I would experience been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this military officer would n't go beyond the simple checkup.

I went up to my elbow room and took a warm exhibitor to wash off the dehydrated stew. The shower was a relief and component part of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated dirty striver and even if I hated these to girls more, I still did n't want them to sense like yesterday 's piss. After washing myself off, I called for elbow room divine service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the way Service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the condom and linked it up to a private host. A few moments later and the laptop computer covert displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this Angle, I could see the splay class of the two girls on the gravid king sizing bed. The two were already awake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could scream all they want and not a single soul would see them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock striation and the entire wall was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would bring in how sleeveless it was to scream for help very soon.

The room divine service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my prison term to eat the meal since I could n't leave too quick as it would be fishy. I had to persist at to the lowest degree an hr before I could go. In my crinkle of oeuvre, one could never be too measured. When the hour 's up, I took off into the market and bought food for the miss. I did n't sleep together what they liked but as long as it was n't fried worm, I was pretty sure their athirst belly would n't complain much. I even got two dog bowls from the local pet shop, one 's pink and the other 's Inner Light William Green, which are crucial for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the girls squealed in fear. The brunette pleaded as common and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to negociate in advance to win over me to let them go. The brunette told me how very much I would be getting and the blonde topped up the amount to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the girls knew that no quantity of money could get their sorry asses out of this. Besides, I would let them go, eventually. But these two did n't ask to do it 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 ready their solid food, which were some form of porridge with meatballs in them. It was n't in anyway vile but to these two, who dined all their life story with chateau wine-coloured and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the viscous matter into the dog sports stadium. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a oxen prodding. It was of row tweaked a little to reduce the amount of electric current in the shock. Leather is n't the Sami as delicate feminine skin. I never liked damaging my hard worker and I ensured the oxen prod 's power was never too high. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two hardening of teary-eyed eyes, one hazel brown and one bright blue air, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in front end of them and then triggered the dick. A spark sizzled between the two midget metallic element prong.

'' I 'm going to loosen you one by one. If you try to do anything stupid, 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 scourge. They had sampled just how rough things could get just a second ago and obviously did n't want anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the chain to her choker and then one by one, I released her limb. I held her tightly by her fragile neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every clip you talk without permission, I will traumatise you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle prod. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her apprehend bait. It had a chemical mechanism that required some accomplishment to open so no slave could open up it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the clitoris on the cattle goad and electricity surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' thoroughly girl. Now eat. The pink bowling ball is yours. ``

She looked up to me with a scowl of confusion. But the miss had obviously learned not to verbalise unless given permission to as she remained quiet.

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' Fork and spoon. ``

'' There 's no forking and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the look of horror in the brunet 's grimace. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the Same spot. She was very forthcoming now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to salvage her peel 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 human face contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting license'department. On the early, she disliked the pain she would find every clock time she breached the code. It was fun watching the girl 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 arena 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.

'' wellspring, 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 thrust 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 senior high chance of causing unwanted bowel infection. Still, as the saying goes, they did n't call for to know.

The two fille exchanged a feel of despair before reluctantly lowering their head onto the meal. One 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 gumption of that word.

It was slow and deliberate at low gear. But as they began to realize how tasty the nutrient was, they appetite grew. small bites turned into with child unity. I watched their head teacher bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog pipe bowl. I could n't help but to delight their cunning butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my seat and checked the state of rigourousness of the hunting. So far none of the news program outlet had yet knew of the snatch. It would n't be long though. Whatever the character, I needed to release the two before the news get twist of it and made this whole thing populace. When it 's public, the police would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police force to notice me after that.

After half and hr or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to end up up the few bits of the grub at the boundary of the bowlful. No uncertainty they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their son of a bitch. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two girls 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 motherfucker. '' I informed and saw the two girls visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your training. ``

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

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

'' No. '' she retreated only to clash her back with my body. I wrapped my limb around her pocket-size skeletal frame and carried her to it.

'' That 's one. '' I cryptically said when I placed her down on her substructure. She immediately tried to run away as expected of all new slave. I grabbed hold of her cervix 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 custody on the curve. ``

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

'' That 's three ten-strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the brusque chemical chain installed to the wooden dialog box and clasped it onto the blond 's taking into custody, trapping her headspring at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other half of the stock over the top and locked the blond in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick screwing ! '' she tried to deplumate away but the livestock kept her torso in place and at a 90 degree bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the tally to be too high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each ankle to the respective shackle bolted to the ground. I took a footstep back and looked at the frame-up. The blond was certainly in a very demeaning position where her bare ass was in consummate display and her legs parted considerably for comfortable access to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure they were secure and were n't cutting off profligate to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the cover. In there, I grabbed a bottle of lube, a length of climbing rope and a butthook. The blonde turned wide-eye staring at the hooey 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 tutelage. 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, a good deal quieter. ''

The blond 's eyes were bloodshot with both choler and despair. I gave her a pat on her read/write 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 digit. Then, I hooked my arm around her venter and held her still. Once I had a firm hold on her, I eased the butthook right into her cockeyed asshole.

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

I ignored her and hold on up the force per unit area. Eventually, her asshole yielded and spread undefendable for the bulgy tip to enter. There 's a guttural groan coming from the blonde 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 hook and then inserted the early end of the rope through a tiny band installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arch her dorsum and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rophy, I finally tied a simple air mile around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lube on my fingers and then jabbed them into the blond 's prop cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the tread and fingered her hard. Her ass had remained still the intact bit of harsh fingering. Obviously, the come-on 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 number 1 week for that matter.

I turned to the brunette now. She was already a sob mess, no dubiousness, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden origin right beside the blonde 's and it was still empty. It does n't take a genius to image out who 's going to fill in that place.

'' Your act, whore. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrorise rat while shaking her chief. I could n't avail but to smile at the recognition of her own frangibleness. She truly realized how weak she was and if she had n't, the next 60 minutes would solidify that notion properly.

perdition, I might give been cruel, or sadistic for that topic. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the like a BDSM fancier 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 enjoy scaring the living dogshit out of them.

'' Either you be a beneficial girl and get yourself into the stock, or I can hale your ass there and then whip till your ass bleed. Your choice, bawd. '' I informed.

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

'' Good girl. ``

I unclasped the chain of mountains from her taking into custody and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck opening and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me locked the ancestry in berth. 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 Whitney Young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and cunt exposed, gagged and lost, and ready to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a cushioned spanking paddle. These girls could n't deal the wooden paddles yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the smooth leather Earth's surface of the paddle against her ass cheeks. The blond squirmed against the restraints and mewled through the gag.

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

'' V smasher, fornicatress. '' I reminded. `` Each strike earns you five extra spanking. outset tap, never speak without license. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare butt. The nubile flesh jiggled at each intemperate strike.

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

'' Shut up. You deserve it. '' I reprimanded and landed yet another five sapidity, each one slightly voiceless than the following. The once blench ass began to rick 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 years of training them. The blond quickly went silent as though she realized how often difficulty she 's in right now.

'' When will you ever read my minuscule 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 cognitive content I had in my mitt. They were to silvery clipping with weights attached to it. `` Do you have intercourse what they are for ? ``

The blonde swallowed nervously and shook her headland slowly.

'' I will exhibit you. '' I grabbed her by her left nipple and clamped the silvery clip on it. The blonde cried in pain in the neck and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the former teat. `` Better watch your sass, slut. Or else the adjacent thing I clip will be your dreary puss. ``

The blond blinked in the rent 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 trained slave dealer, doing my bad was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too damaging to the hard worker. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every exclusive moment in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure time and spanking the blonde. Each chance event began to be more erratic and irregular than before. When the blonde thought that I would spank her, I ended up with rubbing the boat paddle on her quick ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the burden cartridge holder swung back and forth pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew surfactant 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 promised twenty strokes, the blond was squirming in heat. Her knock kitty lip 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 heated 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 sort of mental use on my part. Being told the Lapp thing over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my attention to the next young woman. She had been neglected for long enough and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the self-conceited lips the brunette 's twat, 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.

'' facial expression at what we have here. '' I mused loudly and pushed two fingers into the wet hole.

The brunette moaned in what sounded wish delight and reason her ass against my finger. It seemed niggling brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slaves becoming submissive within the kickoff few time of day and began to delight the training rather than hate it. But still, preparation should n't be all enjoyment and no painfulness. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly consent behavior of the slaves and failed to train them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty little whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the watchword would jar her off the commonwealth of rousing she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever specialize space afforded by the hook. Her moan were no longer derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my finger out of her and then administered ten smacks onto her adorable round out ass. I watched her eubstance tensed and relaxed at each sapidity. ancestry rushed to the hurt surface area and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the state of rousing that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

'' feel at your worthless cunt, sporting lady. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingerbreadth along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm certainly you want something big and intemperately inside you right now. ``

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

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

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for Thomas More stimulus from my finger. I eased the pressure off a little, keeping my touch frustratingly light. She seemed to notice my deliberateness and grunted in vexation. I watched her grinding ass with entertainment as she desperately sought the stimulation my oh so teasing finger's breadth provided.

'' Do you want me to gain your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A light moan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her rima oris, causing the fille to yap. As I sank my finger's breadth deeper inside her, she squeaked.

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

I watched her centre blinked with want. At the Saame time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her fountainhead. The battle that all new slaves had. To resist and suffer or to surrender and relieved. almost battle always ended up with the hard worker giving in and even if the slave did n't at first, a few hours of never-ending teasing would convert her otherwise.

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

She shut her eye 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 slid them all the way in. Her legs gave way a short, the lure pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor petty angelical patty had no where to go but to endure my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a lady of pleasure can cum on a alien 's fingers. Are you a fancy woman ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a tart'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slaves needed a little encouragement to get them going. Needed a slight '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 rap mouth. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

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

'' near little girl. '' I rewarded her with a third gear finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A short silence later and the brunet began repeating the give-and-take as if her life depended on it. Every time she said it, I would move the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

'' Now beg me to make your worthless pussy cum. ``

'' Please make my worthless pussy cum, master copy. please make this cocotte cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full force on her pussy. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her stir puss. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her foster public treasury she began to struggle against the bait and shackles to seek reprieve. The chasteness kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another bountiful Lucy in the sky with diamonds of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my knickers and pulled out my gruelling erection. I had been waiting for too long and my cock was already aching with the need for release. I remembered the snark comment she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to devolve the 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 squiffy pussy. '' I shuddered as the pleasance spread through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might have heard wrong but it did go like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my hammer inside her. Most slave did. On the first day at to the lowest degree. Hence the restraints. 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 impulse only to be pulled back to have the next knife thrust. phone of wet form rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the room. My rosehip smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the hope of release, I hastened my footstep. The stock squeaked at the seams and the chains rattled at the roughness done to the occupant while screams of what sounded like pure hug drug 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 working girl. roll in the hay my worthless cunt, master copy. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the powder room and I felt my testis clenched. The penstock fell open up. A surge of cum rose through my hard throb human body and rope 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 shaft, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the lady friend squeal as we both hit our sexual climax hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my cock out of her cunt and watched the duncical clean cum leaked out of her kidnapping. She was a really good nooky, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the best I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't care the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the sexual climax she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, woman of the street ? '' I asked. The last thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a slave. It did n't make up soundly business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' salutary girl. '' I gave her ass a small pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

Apparently, this petty naughty jade was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her cunt was as wet, if not, cockeyed than the cunt of the now well fucked brunette. However much I would roll in the hay to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too conformable with my body. My cock was gimp and it would take about an hour before I could pounding her. Still, there 's versatile toys in the wooden box that could do the like job.

I went and picked out a dildo as stocky as my turncock. Grabbing a stool nearby, I positioned myself in front of the blonde 's publicise ass. Her privileged thighs were glistening with rivulet of her arousal flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right at her initiative and shoved it in without any word of advice. The blond lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an apprise moan.

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

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

'' Fuck you. '' the blonde 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 find some form of relief for her troubled 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. Enough to edge but not enough to make her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what hell really was. I doubt they did n't even see they were in heaven throughout their sheltered life history. 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 redemption. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' Stop asking me ! '' she growled.

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

'' Your cunt is leaking like loony. '' I remarked. The sloppy sound of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a testament to that.

'' plosive ! '' she whimpered.

'' I 'm not going to terminate until you cum. '' I said and gave her ass a smack. `` 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 storm you only realize that now. ``

'' Ahhh ... period ... '' her representative croaked and thick with arousal.

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

'' Ugh ... closure. Please. '' she pleaded.

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the wand of freeing, I slowed the drive. The blonde undulated her coxa a piffling, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could help her if she did not beg. I would simply slow down enough to compensate for the unwarranted movement.

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

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

'' Emmmm ... '' she whined. `` Please make me cum passe-partout. ``

'' You want me to pound this puss till it force out. ``

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

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

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

That was a safe enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her quick enough to hale her twat brim along at every stroke. The sound of wet build slapping grew meretricious and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delight. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquid onto the base. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

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

The blonde miss 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 nothing but an sexual physical object. A lot of slaves went through such a phase angle and ultimately most outmatch it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these lady friend had received the punishment they so deserved.

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

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that full is n't it. succeeding time, try not to take a leak off masses you do n't know. They might deform out to be your fucking nightmare. And you too. '' I turned to the brunet, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I have your daddy 's number. I need to create a call so they know where to find their missing little girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an encrypted channel. However the movies would like you to consider that it takes a second to crack your location, current applied science can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the just way to block off masses from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's pop was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too ho-hum and too risky, and I never wanted the money in the beginning place. I told him that he would have sex where to get the girls in an hour and told him to clear formulation to experience them.

Of course he did n't bonk about the deed of conveyance done to his girl. He would love soon enough when his little girl 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 incriminating evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every finale pearl of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a mild dose of sedative and watched them go to catch some Z's. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked descriptor to the van.

I drove a good ten mil away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the young lady out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't want anyone to bumble across their naked form and startle raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an inconspicuous advantage point that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blond 's dad a yell and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten instant later, three black sedan chair pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in wooing leapt out. It did n't take recollective for them to encounter the young lady and then lifted their slumbering form into one of the railcar. 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 dangerous situation for illicit concern or something and needed the extra alertness. I had no doubt that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would return to rule substantial soon.

There was no study of the snatch in any media electric outlet. Apparently, the snatch must have been too brief for the newsworthiness to fascinate on. Either that or the miss'parents had silenced the press. I would rate my bet on the latter since no parents would require the public to know that their daughter had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion clam party to manage and social image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a mathematical group of professional person to rid off any descriptor 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 careful. The lewd furniture were dismantled and were taken into entrepot together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the body politic. It was fourth dimension to witness my next potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good vocation path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind lodge why they should never keep their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

Epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and Tonic at the very Same bar by the beach. The mixologist was unlike now. Nevertheless, the Gin and Tonic was quite the taste to lay eyes on coming from this tiny shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock factor. The man obviously could have gotten any women he had wanted with the measure of money he earned. But he needed to feel the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so a lot about the money or the woman, it was more of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't look like a mortal with a soul of a daimon and my slave was kind of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to civilise, and my previous dealings had paid me a rather handsome payroll check, my schedule was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to do back to Republic of Honduras, to the very same beach I did my byplay a year ago and savour the pacification and quiet the crashing of waves provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this place. In forepart of the bar were two unseasoned fille in two-piece. I had to blink away in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad pillow slip of de javu. The brownness haired miss 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 minor with her choice of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her young feminine curves.

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

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

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

It seemed like history always repeat itself ...

-The End-