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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchant. 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 sick people out there with a lot of money to expend and there 's apparently no dearth of women to be taken to occupy the mathematical product line.

Slave trading, or in its more insidious language, sex trafficking, is an opprobrious profession no matter how you try to twist and turn it. You could say that some women deserve to be slaves or that some women would last a better life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuses are, it 's still a fucking horrible thing to do.

With that said, that does n't mean I could n't use a brace of apology to dilute some of the guilt trip associating with destroying one 's lifetime. Particularly, a cleaning lady 's life. I do need to log Z's at dark after all. And while most slaver do n't really give care who they catch, I have a self-imposed rationale that I follow by when selecting potentiality product. No children. No offspring professional person. No mother. The human beings is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to debar taking people that may actually facilitate fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of women that I do not pack. rich terror with stretch daddies whom paid for their fashion designer shoes and diamond encrusted watch. conceive me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves to a greater extent than every other char I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is superpower. One wrong motion and I could hold ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some brawny mass in the political vault of heaven. 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 teach these ungrateful bitches some table way 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 dollar was wired into my multiple anonymous accounts. With more cash to spend, I decided to stay for a few nights as a reward for my own severely work. There 's really no full point doing something so risky and no tolerate yourself to enjoy biography a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quickly change into casual wearable, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and fart. I found a shack by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many high seating area. I ordered a Gin and soda from the barman and sipped the nerveless liquid as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny ataraxis I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a duad of bikini clad girls. Judging from their accent, I would identify my bet on the United land. One had a long blonde fuzz and the other was a brunette with a pixie cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a girl is cute unless I really mean it. My eyes quickly fell to their luxurious bosom that the skimpy material had a hard clock time to contain. My centre went further down to their categorical stomach, their beat fundament, then the smooth foresighted legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive place. I did n't missed out the classy novelty and atomic number 78 necklaces that adorned the daughter too.

The blond caught me looking at her and nudged her Friend. The two women, who certainly looked no more than twenty, turned and sneered at me.

'' What a weirdo. '' the brunette said.

I raised my spyglass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquidity nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my line of work, think me. And I could n't really blame them. Young women preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body kind of melted off into a less delimitate stack of muscleman and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't aid too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my shoulder joint and gave them both a hard spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

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

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

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

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my deglutition. That was when thin-skinned blonde here slapped it out of my reach. The crystal roller fell off the table and tumbled down the slope before resting on a peck of Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin. The content of it spilled out along the way.

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

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

The brunet came to the blond 's side apparently to express lesson backup 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 brats with racy daddies that I detest. From the perfume of alcohol in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too practically for her own in effect. Nothing makes offspring women like them the light target for slave dealer like me than drinking too much in a country like Republic of Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slaves taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a collation ? '' I asked with a mock sense of humor. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical corporation in Europe and practically the largest provider of health check products to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the largest pharmaceutical fellowship in the world. '' the blonde announced with a echt sensation of pride, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

'' Yeah. Her dad has so lots money, he so can rent soul 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 bickering on my case. She had the temerity to actually spat on my face ! I felt a flush of anger rushed into my face. My fist tightened into a surd ballock, prepare to be swung across the beef'face.

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

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

I knew in the open, any violence towards woman, no subject how justified it was, was always wrong. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no matter what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the spat with a table napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and Tonic the barkeep had just delivered helped a little to quicken my recovery as I downed the whole matter. I then dropped a couple of tens on the tabulator and walked off. They would pay for their stupidity soon enough.

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

'' Oh darling, '' I muttered softly to myself, `` My dick will soon be between your wooden leg. ``

Chapter 2

Republic of Honduras was a haven for criminal activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right Price. With the exception of nuke and biological weapon, the extensive survival of weapons were really quite the survey. One could even buy a tank if one so wish to. I on the other hand bought myself a highschool performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some balmy sedatives, which would establish to be really Handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a modest studio in an everyday part of town and hired the usual working man that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a price, to supply the otherwise barren lot. A distich of hours later, there 's a large bed with metal post and chains on each corner, two medieval wooden line, a modify Spanish people donkey, a couple of specially designed chairman with a large hole on the rump where the butt end would fall into, and versatile other implements designed to keep on its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some fourth dimension in between a delivery motortruck came to have a horde of sex plaything, whiplash, canes and straining devices and when I came back after luncheon, the entire lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing things then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the only affair I did n't take anyone to evolve. first gear, their daddies were too rich to take a chance hiring outside aid. No secret can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty oeuvre myself. Which was n't all that hard considering how blissfully ignorant and retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their body for people like me to need. But I guess their daddy were n't pillock enough to let their precious piffling gratifying cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two daughter to a tourist middle. Behind them were three security particular tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a spell to notice them. The three were obviously professional and I had a impression that even those two nut school principal did n't know they were being checked on by their dada. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking gimmick up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist center down to the number of wash room it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden pathways ; a legacy of the old decrepit complex body part before the renovation a few days back. Something that I doubted the security measures inside information knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the female child entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still wise in my pass, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a incertitude pass me to my quarry. With me was a large suit of clothes case as well as a high-performance duffle bag that would soon to be the temporary housing for the two girls.

I finally found the position I wanted to be and sneaked into the spine of the highschool end computer storage. This situation obvious had security cameras but like nearly of Honduras, most of them were just for display. As long as I kept my caput down, no one would be able-bodied to see me through the whatever granular images, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girls each entered a tryout room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of forty holding the garments the missy were going to try. Hidden at the turning point, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were engaged handling the customer at the front of the shop, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two minute of arc, and then lunged into the trial area.

The salewoman did n't even make out what hit her as I applied the taser onto her back. She jerked a little before going limped entirely onto my weapon system. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the storey. The all thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting fair game were still yapping about the dozen ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would provide cover for my individuality 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 figurehead of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to call for off her blouse. Her eye fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrorize grade. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the headspring Light Within but before she could rick around and scream, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her lip while the other hand sank the needle into her neck opening. 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 other room. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her head teacher out. She immediately saw my towering form and she was only barely able to let out a close call before I silenced her with my decoration. I pushed her into the room and use my body to force her against the wall. She tried to inscribe my face but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick framework of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and prick her right at the mineral vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's battle became dull and a moment later, her arms fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder joint, 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 duffle bag and suitcase. I placed the brunette into the duffel bag and the blonde in the suitcase. Once I had indisputable that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my pocket and then turned my crownwork inside out. Then, I headed my jovial way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in clip, the alarm on my wristwatch announced the end of the two arcminute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unaccredited rental inspection and repair that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to carry consignment and the rear end had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the miss out from their confinement and laid their quiescency flesh on the mattresses. I grabbed the handlock I had placed in there and cuffed their hand behind their back and their articulatio talocruralis together. A red testicle gag in each of their sassing finalized the frame-up and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't betray to notice the brunette 's perky breasts and drear nipples or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy undergarment. Their physical structure were truly the finest specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my decade long trade. No cellulite. No nascency target. No scrape. The only disappointment was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blond 's panties. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very risque tattoo that I was pretty indisputable her dada did n't know about.

'' You are a really naughty girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the bantam elegant cursive script apoplexy that spelled out 'Insert center Here'. There was an pointer pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from pornography. My prick hardened at the suggestive sight but I shoved my stimulation out of my head. Now was not the time. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of clock time to play with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their au naturel torso and then climbed into the driver 's derriere. I gunned the engine to life and ride into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the net when the brunet roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a span of endorsement before her head snapped to attending. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with entertainment as the girl turned from a stunned stupor to wide on alarum, as if she remembered the thing that had happened at the dressing 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 style that I use to greet all new striver. `` You should n't move too much. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went picket as she slowly turned to face me. I stood up and walked to her. The level was covered with wooden control board and each stride the heel of my shoe clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to scoot away as much as the chasteness allowed only to find her dead body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the scared little girl trembled in fear. Not so hood now huh.

I placed my palm on her smooth breast and kneaded the stacked mass. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm trusted you will, darling. '' my mitt slid down her torso, passed her midriff, her vapid venter, and then the cute three-sided brunette scrub 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 handwriting to wander freely. She trashed her bantam frame about to unlatch my hired hand from her. I placed my forearm on her abdomen and pressed her down while my mitt continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her mamilla began to grew hard, no doubt 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 brunette and watched the blonde paled as she realized the predicament she 's in.

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

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

'' Who the roll in the hay 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, gratifying 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 know ? '' I finished the question for her. `` fountainhead, 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 brunet beside her began to cry. Tied down, raw and completely at my mercy, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her concluded exposure yet.

'' I do n't recollect so, slut. '' I grabbed a handful of her head word and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the catch around her neck tightened. The blond began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to clog, I let her go and watched her side flushed into crimson.

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

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

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

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

Savior. This girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a cry muddle like the brunet over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my work force on turned into a sobbing mess within the initiatory few minutes of waking up. But apparently not this blond. This blonde was really something else. prison term to abuse up the ante.

I grabbed the blond 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her head in topographic point, my early hand prodded her pussy until two of my fingers slid into her dry snatch. `` You will be dingy talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her cunt. I watched her back talk opened as gagging auditory sensation escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na earn sure your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her snatch gripped around my relentless fingerbreadth while her legs trashed about in vain trying to harbor herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my finger to move faster and faster.

Once her face turned blue, I let her go. Her puss practically squeezed my fingerbreadth out. The blonde then groaned like a wounded animal as she writhed and tensed. At maiden I thought she might be having a case of cardiac arrest, which was highly improbable with her age, until her cunt squirted a slam glass Worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the Saame clock time trying to catch her own breath.

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

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

'' When will you learn your example. '' I made a mock sigh and then yanked her nous up once more. She made a strangle sound as I abruptly cut off her breathing space. My two fingers found their way back into her wet snatch and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her leg twitched and pulled against the simplicity. Her body twisted and turned like a trapped fox desperate to escape. The strand rattled on and on, mixing with the marshy sound of fingers moving in and out of the hole between her legs. When her face turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her back. A second Elvis of girly cum oozed out of her knock about sex.

'' Ahh ... diaphragm ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her point up again. `` You near pop out saying delight master. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger shag. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding digit as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening unvoiced and fast until it squirted the third and perhaps, from the considerably belittled measure, the last time. The blond went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please stop what ? '' I asked while seizing her mamilla in a tight pinch.

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

'' undecomposed missy. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet office that had formed around her rosehip. I had n't seen such fertile water gun for a very retentive metre and if this bitch was n't deep, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. water pistol of this magnitude are a rare discovery and highly sought in the striver market. Squirters ca n't dissemble to have an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to wreak with. Hence the gamey price.

'' You are quite the squirter, are n't you. Let 's see if your friend here can squirt as a good deal as you do. ``

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

I pulled open the box. interior were a bunch of dildos and enough quid to make full every single maw the girlfriend had three clip over. I fished around the pile and finally pulled out a over-embellished vibrator dildo the size of it of a Wii controller. The common size of it virtually lady friend have for their fun prison term in the bedroom.

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

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

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her supplication little by covering her mouth with my hand. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the elbow room. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her kitty lips. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibration but I made sure the tip check where I wanted it to be. The brunette mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a tender spot.

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

After a while, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her trunk, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was right field when I gave the vibrator a perch nudge and the whole affair sank right into her slit. As if like a cockeyed spring being released, the miss jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my clutches and fell out of her kitty-cat and onto the bed.

'' Aww, is that too mightily 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 handwriting, I pressed one of her thigh John L. H. Down, forcing her to spread out wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunet 's pussy. Her loath porta widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The girl tensed up but this fourth dimension, she was n't able-bodied to make a motion much.

'' Pllllleeeeaaaasseeee stopppp ... '' the girl wailed and I instantly regretted not having her gagged. It was n't like I was afraid of the neighbour hearing the girls'cries. It was just that their screaming were really getting on my cheek. I would gag them later on, especially the brunette. But for now, I had to arrive at do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the vivid arousal and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshee. Her thigh tensed so hard I thought she might even get herself a cramp. Cramp could seriously tear a muscleman fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close down her kitty. The mountain chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample measure of space to keep working her purulent substantial hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to continue herself from cumming. wellspring, not on my sentry. I hastened my separatrix against the helpless pussy and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a powerful jet of girly cum. It was n't as a good deal 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 brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please block, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussy let loose yet another torrent of cum out as if to reward my hard work.

'' Good girl. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the ill-used toy onto an empty basket. I turned back to await at the two girls and marveled at my handiwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a doubtfulness. But for now, I would let these two rest a little. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to take in dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunet 's going to come after soon.

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

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to show the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for tenacious period of time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the eye of any potential research worker. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the third house of the hotel asking inquiry. As I approached the elevator, one ship's officer came up to me.

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

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a subprogram investigation. Can I experience your information ? '' the ship's officer asked.

I gave him all my phony designation. Under mere investigation, my identity operator was as legit as any early. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was fake. But by then, I would have been in another nation or had a new individuality all together. Then again, I had a tone that this officer would n't go beyond the elementary checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower to wash off the dry sweat. The rain shower was a relief and part of me knew that the girls needed exhibitioner too and really soon. I hated dirty slaves and even if I hated these to girls more, I still did n't want them to smell out like yesterday 's pissing. After washing myself off, I called for room divine service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service of process to come, I retrieved my laptop from the safe and linked it up to a private host. A few moment later and the laptop silver screen displayed the footage of the hidden tv camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this slant, I could see the luxate strain of the two girls on the vauntingly magnate sizing bed. The two were already wake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could scream all they want and not a single individual would hear them. The studio used to be rented by aspirant sway bands and the integral rampart was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would realize how bootless it was to scream for help very soon.

The way service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my clock time to eat the meal since I could n't entrust too flying as it would be suspicious. I had to persist at least an 60 minutes before I could go. In my agate line of body of work, one could never be too deliberate. When the time of day 's up, I took off into the market and bought food for the girl. I did n't have it away what they liked but as long as it was n't fried insect, I was pretty sure their athirst tummy would n't complain much. I even got two dog bowls from the topical anaesthetic pet store, one 's pink and the other 's visible light super acid, which are essential for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the girls squealed in care. The brunet pleaded as usual and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to negotiate in advance to convince me to let them go. The brunette told me how much I would be getting and the blonde topped up the amount to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the female child knew that no amount 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 have intercourse that for now.

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

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

I poured the viscous matter into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a Bos taurus prod. It was of course of instruction tweaked a slight to quash the amount of current in the daze. Leather is n't the same as delicate feminine pelt. I never liked negative my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's power was never too gamey. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The hopeful brightness level blinded them temporarily while their centre adjusted. Soon, the two bent of watery-eyed heart, one hazel Brown and one bright blue angel, fell on me. I waved the oxen prod in battlefront of them and then triggered the instrument. A twinkle sizzled between the two tiny metal prong.

'' I 'm going to untie 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 surely that you wish you were n't born a female. ``

The two girls squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how roughly 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 dog collar and then one by one, I released her limbs. 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 permit, I will shock you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle spurring. She limply went to the office where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby mountain range and then locked it into her catch come-on. It had a chemical mechanism that required some skills to open so no striver could unfold it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the cattle prod and electricity surged through the brunet 's skin.

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

'' Good young woman. Now eat. The pink bowlful is yours. ``

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

'' You may verbalize. '' I informed.

'' fork and spoon. ``

'' There 's no branching and spoon. Use your sassing and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the spirit of horror in the brunet 's boldness. I went back for the blond 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 skin anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's face contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the former, she disliked the pain she would receive every time she breached the code. It was fun watching the daughter contemplated while rent 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 experience ? ``

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

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

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

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

The two female child exchanged a look of desperation 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-pride 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 sentience of that word.

It was slow and deliberate at first. But as they began to actualise how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. Small bites turned into prominent unity. I watched their heads bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog stadium. I could n't help but to revel their precious butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my buns and checked the state of severity of the search. So far none of the news vent had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be long though. Whatever the case, I needed to release the two before the tidings get wind of it and made this totally thing public. When it 's public, the police would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police to find me after that.

After half and minute or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to eat up up the few bits of the grub at the edges of the pipe bowl. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their assholes. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two girls looked up at me in thoroughgoing fear that it was almost amusing. 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 stuff them in your assholes. '' I informed and saw the two girlfriend visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't vex, if you are a good girl, I will piss it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this metre. Once I had her collar unclasped from the chain of mountains, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her book binding with my soundbox. I wrapped my munition around her pocket-sized anatomy and carried her to it.

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

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

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

'' That 's three strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the abruptly chain installed to the wooden panel and clasped it onto the blond 's collar, trapping her head at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the former one-half of the caudex over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you gruesome fuck ! '' she tried to deplumate away but the stock kept her consistence in place and at a ninety point bent.

'' That 's four now, jade. You really do n't want the count 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 primer coat. I took a gradation back and looked at the setup. The blond was certainly in a very humiliating positioning where her bare ass was in unadulterated display and her legs parted considerably for easy access to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure they were secure and were n't cutting off stemma to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the cover version. In there, I grabbed a feeding bottle of lubricating substance, a duration of climbing rope and a butthook. The blonde turned wide-eye staring at the clobber that I was bringing to her.

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

'' That 's five, slut. ``

'' I do n't fucking care. Let me out or I will fucking down 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 world-class affair I did, despite her vehement resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, much quieter. ''

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

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

I ignored her and kept up the pressure. Eventually, her SOB yielded and spreading clear for the bulb-shaped tip to put down. There 's a croaky groan coming from the blonde as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the sweetener was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the hook and then inserted the other end of the roach through a midget halo installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rope until the blond began to arch her back and her rump perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple knot around the mob to hold back everything in place.

I put some lube on my fingers and then jabbed them into the blond 's prop up cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her firmly. Her ass had remained still the entire minute of coarse fingering. Obviously, the hook had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no hard worker liked being fingered that harshly on their initiative day, or the first week for that matter.

I turned to the brunette now. She was already a sobbing mess, no incertitude, after witnessing the way her champion was being bound. There 's another wooden stock rightfield beside the blonde 's and it was still empty. It does n't subscribe to a maven to figure out who 's going to fill in that place.

'' Your go, cocotte. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrorise rat while shaking her head. I could n't help but to smile at the realization of her own fragility. She truly realized how weak she was and if she had n't, the succeeding hour would solidify that notion properly.

pit, I might take in been fell, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the same a BDSM enthusiast would prosecute. 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 delight scaring the keep horseshit out of them.

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

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

'' skillful girl. ``

I unclasped the Chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her cervix and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me mesh the line of descent in office. Then, I went to her ankles and secured them to the ground as I had done with the blond 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rophy from the wooden box. Within a arcminute, I had two beautiful Young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and puss exposed, gagged and incapacitated, and cook to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a soften spanking boat paddle. These young woman could n't address the wooden boat paddle yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the fluid leather surface of the paddle against her ass buttock. The blonde squirmed against the restraints and mewled through the gag.

I lifted the boat paddle about a fundament and sent it back down. A gimcrack relish cracked the quiet of the way. The blond lunged an inch forward before coming back to position.

'' Five hit, strumpet. '' I reminded. `` Each strike earns you five extra spanking. First work stoppage, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare cigarette. The nubile flesh jiggled at each hard strike.

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

'' Shut up. You deserve it. '' I reprimanded and landed yet another five big H, each one slightly harder than the next. The once blench ass began to turn red.

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

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

'' When will you ever learn my niggling slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a promptly search, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in front man of her. Then, I showed her the substance I had in my mitt. They were to silvery time with weights attached to it. `` Do you have it away what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her head word slowly.

'' I will evince you. '' I grabbed her by her leftover mammilla and clamped the silvery clip on it. The blonde cried in pain in the ass and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other tit. `` Better watch your mouth, loose woman. Or else the next thing I clip will be your deplorable cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the tears but still did n't not appear away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my unsound. But as a trained slave owner, doing my regretful was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too detrimental to the hard worker. Still, I enjoyed a piffling challenge. And I would be loving every unmarried instant in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blond. 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 boat paddle on her warm up ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the burthen magazine swung back and away pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew bed wetter by the second. Some female person 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 pink puss lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her stimulation had slid down along her inner second joint. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her inflame sex and teased it further.

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

I turned my attention to the side by side young lady. She had been neglected for long enough and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the conceited lips the brunette 's snatch, and the beads of arousal rolling out of her gaping orifice, I chuckled in amusement. It seemed like the anticipation of being spank was enough to get this one all wet and horny.

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

The brunette moaned in what sounded alike delight and ground her ass against my fingers. It seemed trivial brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slave becoming submissive within the commencement few hours and began to bask the training rather than hate it. But still, education should n't be all enjoyment and no pain. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly bear demeanour of the slaves and failed to train them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty piddling lady of pleasure ? '' I mocked, hoping that the give-and-take would jar her off the state of arousal she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever narrow space afforded by the hook. Her moans were no longer derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my fingers out of her and then administered ten smacks onto her lovely round ass. I watched her body tensed and relaxed at each nose drops. Blood rushed to the hurt area and her ass turned red and uneven. Evidently, she went back into the state of foreplay that had once possessed her. Her bitch was practically drooling with need.

'' expression at your worthless cunt, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my finger's breadth along the wet cranny. `` 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 bang your worthless bitch, little fancy woman ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the pain flesh.

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

'' Do you want me to make water your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my fingerbreadth one knuckle into her. A light groan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the girl to yelp. As I sank my finger deeper inside her, she squeaked.

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

I watched her eye blinked with want. At the Saami time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her capitulum. The battle that all new hard worker had. To withstand and suffer or to give up and relieved. well-nigh struggle always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at offset, a few time of day of constant teasing would win over her otherwise.

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

She shut her optic tightly and judder her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so sure if that 's what your soundbox wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slid them all the way in. Her ramification gave way a trivial, the hook shot pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor little sweet cake 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 prostitute can cum on a stranger 's fingers. Are you a whore ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a sporting lady'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slave needed a little encouragement to get them going. Needed a petty '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 pink lips. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

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

'' trade good girl. '' I rewarded her with a third gear fingerbreadth. `` 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 words as if her life depended on it. Every fourth dimension she said it, I would move the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

'' Please progress to my worthless pussy cum, master. please piddle this fancy woman cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full force on her pussycat. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her stirred bitch. While she squirted, I kept my gait and fingered her further money box she began to shinny against the hook and bond to look for reprieve. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another openhanded venereal infection of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my hard erection. I had been waiting for too long and my turncock was already aching with the need for release. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to return the favor. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The strong welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

'' Oh, god. You have a taut pussy. '' I shuddered as the pleasance paste through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might have heard haywire but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my cock inside her. near slaves did. On the first day at to the lowest degree. Hence the restraints. fountainhead, whatever. Like it or not, her pussy was n't going anywhere until I said so.

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

When I felt my balls twitching with the hope of tone ending, I hastened my pace. The lineage squeaked at the crinkle and the chains rattled at the rowdyism done to the occupier while screams of what sounded like pure ecstasy 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. Fuck my worthless puss, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the gunpowder room and I felt my formal clenched. The head gate fell open. A surge of cum rose through my hard throbbing flesh and Mexican valium after rope of my virile seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched difficult around my turncock, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the girl squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

With my orchis drained, I pulled my hammer out of her snatch and watched the thick whiteness cum leaked out of her snap. She was a really ripe fuck, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the best I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it a good deal that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on tab, sporting lady ? '' I asked. The live thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a slave. It did n't cook good business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this little juicy slut was leaking all the while her acquaintance was being fucked. Her bitch was as wet, if not, wetter than the snatch of the now well fucked brunette. However practically I would have it away to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too agreeable with my dead body. My cock was limp and it would take about an 60 minutes before I could pound her. Still, there 's various toy in the wooden box that could do the same job.

I went and picked out a dildo as stocky as my pecker. Grabbing a stool nearby, I positioned myself in front of the blonde 's bare ass. Her privileged thigh were glistening with rill of her arousal flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right at her orifice and shoved it in without any admonition. The blonde lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciated moan.

I grabbed cargo area on her gag and just like it with the brunette, I yanked it down. The blonde let out a cheap gasp as if she finally caught a breath of refreshed air.

'' Do you desire 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 witness some sort of ease for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm somewhat sure I will. Now, do you want to come up ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her calmly. decent to edge but not enough to piddle 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 earn they were in heaven throughout their sheltered lives. And if they thought this was hell on earth, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaver. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the harbor of redemption. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' Stop asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her tidal bore twat. The blonde trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every time she pulled too unvoiced against the butthook she would crack back into the default position. There 's simply no escape cock from the bondage 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 weirdo. '' I remarked. The sloppy auditory sensation of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a testament to that.

'' Stop ! '' she whimpered.

'' I 'm not going to stop until you cum. '' I said and gave her ass a smacking. `` 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 gain that now. ``

'' Ahhh ... stop consonant ... '' her voice croaked and thick with arousal.

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

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

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the threshold of release, I slowed the movement. The blonde undulated her coxa a little, obviously trying to illicit Thomas More joy out of the dildo. But no sum of undulation could facilitate her if she did not beg. I would simply slow down enough to recompense for the unwarranted movement.

'' okeh. okeh ! I give up. Ugh ! Please hit me cum. ``

'' Try again with more than earnestness. ``

'' Emmmm ... '' she whined. `` Please take a shit me cum maestro. ``

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

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

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

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

That was a good enough result and I hastened the apparent movement. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast plenty to haul her snatch lip along at every throw. The sound of wet build slapping grew flash and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delight. The twat clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquid onto the floor. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

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

The blond daughter 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 object. A lot of slaves went through such a stage and ultimately most excel it. Still, I knew I had made my tip and these girls had received the punishment they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like red cent ? '' 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 time, try not to piss off people you do n't live. They might call on out to be your fucking incubus. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I have your daddy 's numeral. I need to make a call so they know where to ascertain their miss little girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an encrypted channel. However the movies would like you to believe that it takes a minute to break your localisation, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. encoding is always the effective way to stop mass 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 slack and too risky, and I never wanted the money in the offset place. I told him that he would know where to get the girls in an hour and told him to make homework to receive them.

Of form he did n't know about the works done to his girl. He would lie with soon enough when his niggling fille confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one hour I have with the missy to houseclean them up of any incriminating grounds. That included douching out the brunet and get every last drop of my cum out of her kitty. Then, I gave the two a mild battery-acid of ataractic and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their defenseless form to the van.

I drove a sound ten miles away from the lot and parked my van near an back street. I took the girls out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't desire anyone to bumble across their defenseless form and start raping them. They had received their penalization and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage power point that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a call and told him where exactly his girl was. Ten minutes later, three ignominious sedans pulled up on the street and a XII of men in suit leapt out. It did n't take tenacious for them to notice the missy and then lifted their slumbering form into one of the cars. The three elevator car drove off into a distance.

I came down from the advantage 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 office for illicit patronage or something and needed the superfluous vigilance. I had no incertitude that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would pass to normal material soon.

There was no report of the snatch in any metier outlet. Apparently, the kidnapping must bear been too brief for the news to bewitch on. Either that or the girls'parents had silenced the press. I would place my bet on the latter since no parents would want the populace to know that their daughters had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar party to manage and social paradigm to uphold.

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

I checked out of the hotel three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later and went back to the Department of State. It was time to find out my next potential striver to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a proficient career path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind society why they should never sustain their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

Epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and keynote at the very Lapplander bar by the beach. The bartender was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and Tonic was quite the tasting to behold coming from this petite shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a hard worker to a successful stock factor. The man obviously could ingest gotten any woman he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to feel the fervour derived from the buying of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was more of the act of buying a striver itself. At least he did n't look like a someone with a soul of a demon and my slave was kind of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my previous transaction had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my schedule was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to come back to Honduras, to the very Lapplander beach I did my business a year ago and enjoy the peace and quieten the crashing of moving ridge provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some utter memories I had of this place. In presence of the bar were two young girls in Bikini. I had to flash in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad grammatical case of de javu. The Brown University haired missy was wearing a cobalt blue bikini set that did n't do much to encompass her nubile eubstance. The Melanerpes erythrocephalus on the other manus was more modest with her pick of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her untested feminine bend.

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

'' layover wearing so revealing then, bitch. '' the answer came out of my brim so naturally it shocked me.

'' What did you just telephone me ? '' the brown haired little girl came into of me and slapped my drink away from my script. `` Do you know who my pa is ? ``

It seemed wish account always repeat itself ...

-The End-