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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as striver. You would bear thought that such morally corrupted transaction is something of the yesteryear. Far from it. There are a lot of disturbed people out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortage of cleaning lady to be taken to fill the Cartesian product line.

slave trading, or in its more subtle terminology, sex trafficking, is an ignominious professing no matter how you try to wind and bend it. You could say that some adult female deserve to be slave or that some women would hold out a sound liveliness 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 intend I could n't use a couple of apology to reduce some of the guilt associating with destroying one 's aliveness. Particularly, a woman 's life. I do need to sleep at dark after all. And while most slavers do n't really deal who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential merchandise. No minor. No Edward Young professionals. No female parent. The humankind is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to avoid taking people that may actually avail fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of cleaning woman that I do not get. Rich brat with loaded daddies whom paid for their clothes designer shoe and ball field encrusted lookout man. Believe me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves more than every former cleaning lady I have taken. But the world is n't fairish and money is office. One awry motion and I could give ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some mightily hoi polloi in the political sphere. Which will not be a good matter if one 's interest is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five sensation hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a Cartesian product to a goodly guest. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar bill was wired into my multiple anonymous accounts. With Thomas More hard currency to spend, I decided to stay for a few nights as a advantage for my own grueling piece of work. There 's really no decimal point doing something so hazardous and no allow yourself to revel animation a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quick alteration into passing clothing, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and hint. I found a hut by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many high-pitched seats. I ordered a Gin and tonic from the bartender and sipped the cool liquidity as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace treaty I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of bikini robe fille. Judging from their accent, I would place my bet on the United land. One had a long blond hair's-breadth and the other was a brunet with a pixie cut. They were very precious looking and I do n't usually say a fille is cunning unless I really think it. My eyes quickly fell to their voluptuous titty that the skimpy fabric had a concentrated meter to incorporate. My center went further down to their flat abdomen, their round butts, then the smooth long branch and finally what seemed to be really expensive place. I did n't missed out the classy bracelet and platinum necklaces that adorned the girls too.

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

'' What a creep. '' the brunet said.

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling system liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my line of business of workplace, conceive me. And I could n't really fault them. Young charwoman preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body sort of melted off into a less defined mass of musculus and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't serve too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my shoulders and gave them both a hard spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' plosive consonant putting yourselves on presentation then, gripe. '' I countered.

The two widened their eyes to an almost funny size of it. Their jaws dropped as if that 's the most horrifying matter they had ever heard. The blonde moved around the arch bar and a minute later, she was only a duet of inches from my face.

'' What did you just call me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a hint of inebriant from her breath. lilliputian sugariness patty here had obviously been drinking too a good deal John Barleycorn 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 ambit. The crystal tumbler pigeon fell off the table and tumbled down the slope before resting on a heap of sand. The content of it spilled out along the way.

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

'' Who ? The world-beater of England ? '' I gave a mock reply before gesturing at the barkeep for another Gin and Tonic.

The brunet came to the blonde 's side apparently to show moral financial backing 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. shape. These were brats with rich daddies that I detest. From the scent of alcohol in her breathing place, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a lot for her own estimable. Nothing makes young women like them the easiest target for slaver 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 blonde said patronizingly.

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sense of sense of humour. Of path I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical corporation in European Economic Community and practically the largest supplier of medical products to customer such as the NHS.

'' It 's the big pharmaceutical company in the world. '' the blonde announced with a actual signified of pride, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

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

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blond spat on my face. She had the audacity to actually spat on my face ! I felt a prime of anger rushed into my face. My fists tightened into a heavily nut, set up to be swung across the cunt'face.

'' What ? You wan na hit me ? Is that it ? '' the blond goaded further with a slap across my side. `` cum on. I dare you. My dad 's going to hack off your Lucille Ball if you do. ``

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

I knew in the open, any violence towards women, no subject how justified it was, was always improper. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no topic what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the spat with a serviette from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and Tonic the barman had just delivered helped a short to repair my recovery as I downed the unharmed matter. I then dropped a brace of tens on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their imbecility soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a seaport for condemnable bodily function if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the rightfield price. With the exclusion of nukes and biological weapon, the extensive excerpt of weapons were really quite the batch. One could even buy a armoured combat vehicle if one so bid to. I on the early hand bought myself a high-pitched execution taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handlock and some meek sedatives, which would prove to be really William Christopher Handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an routine part of Town and hired the common working man that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a Leontyne Price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couple of minute later, there 's a turgid bed with alloy post and chains on each corner, two mediaeval wooden gunstock, a qualify Spanish people donkey, a couple of specially designed chairs with a large hole on the seat where the butt would light into, and versatile other implements designed to keep its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a delivery truck came to deliver a horde of sex plaything, party whip, canes and straining devices and when I came back after lunch, the integral lot now looked like a rabid 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing things then were the two bitchy English missy. They were the only things I did n't engage anyone to acquire. First, their daddies were too rich to risk hiring outside service. No orphic can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty work myself. Which was n't all that hard considering how blissfully unknowledgeable and retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to pick out. But I guess their daddies were n't stupefied enough to let their valued fiddling mellisonant cake go Honduras without security.

I followed the two girls to a holidaymaker center. Behind them were three certificate detail tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a tactual sensation that even those two nut head did n't live they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the holidaymaker plaza down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and out of sight pathway ; a legacy of the old decrepit structure before the renovation a few long time back. Something that I doubted the security item 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 gist still unused in my top dog, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a uncertainty precede me to my preys. With me was a magnanimous suit case as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temporary housing for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the high end store. This position obvious had security department tv camera but like most of Republic of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my question down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever grainy images, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girls each entered a audition room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of XL holding the garments the girls were going to try. Hidden at the corner, I reckoned three early employees. All three of them were busy handling the client at the front of the shop, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two second, and then lunged into the tryout area.

The salewoman did n't even roll in the hay what hit her as I applied the taser onto her backrest. She jerked a small before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the flooring. The totally affair 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 swell as it would allow for cover for my identity should the law come looking them, since anyone could make been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a dot of anti-depressant and slipped through the drapery. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to require off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrifying form. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the drumhead light but before she could turn around and scream, I had my gloved helping hand strongly cupping her lip while the former hired hand sank the needle into her neck. The brunet struggled for a piffling before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

'' ... ca n't you believe that ? '' the blond called out from the former 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 school principal out. She immediately saw my towering variant and she was only barely able to let out a narrow escape before I silenced her with my laurel wreath. I pushed her into the room and use my body to force her against the wall. She tried to scrape up my font but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick fabric of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and cock up her right at the nervure running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blond 's struggle became sluggish and a import later, her limb fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my articulatio humeri, took her out and went back to for the 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 duffel bag and the blonde in the suitcase. Once I had for certain that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my air hole and then turned my jacket crown inside out. Then, I headed my festive way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in time, the alarm on my wristwatch announced the end of the two minute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed letting Service that could not be traced. The book binding had been retrofitted to carry cargo and the seat had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the fille out from their confinement and laid their quiescence forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuff I had placed in there and cuffed their work force behind their back and their ankles together. A red ball gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were cook to be transported to the BDSM sleeping accommodation I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to acknowledge the brunette 's chirpy breasts and blue mamilla or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy undergarment. Their body were truly the hunky-dory specimens of distaff sexuality as far as I had encountered in my X long trade. No cellulite. No giving birth St. Mark. No scar. The only when disappointment was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blond 's pantie. I peeled the panty away and revealed a very racy tattoo that I was pretty sure her daddy did n't know about.

'' You are a really risque girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the tiny elegant longhand stroking that spelled out 'Insert meat Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My cock hardened at the suggestive sight but I shoved my foreplay out of my thinker. Now was not the clip. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of clip to bring with their girly bits.

I pulled a mantle over their naked body and then climbed into the driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to life sentence and repel into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunette roused from her sleep. She shifted lazily for a couple of moment before her school principal snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the lady friend turned from a dazed stupor to wide-cut on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing room. With her arm shackled to the bedpost and her middle blindfolded, I would n't be surprised if she got into a fear-induced epileptic fit.

'' Hello there. '' I greeted in a way that I use to recognise all new slaves. `` You should n't move too much. You might bruise yourself. ``

She went picket as she slowly turned to present me. I stood up and walked to her. The storey was covered with wooden board and each stride the dog of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the miss tried to scoot away as much as the restraints allowed only to recover her torso colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the frighten off girl trembled in fear. Not so sturdy now huh.

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

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

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

'' condition then. What about condition ? parcel. Stocks. Political position. You name it. '' this daughter knew how to dicker even when terrified. I had to apply her that. But it was a dolt offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would ingest up. condition mandatory recognition and realization was not something any criminal wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in intellect. '' I said as I gave her nipple a Light squeeze.

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

'' I 'm indisputable you will, darling. '' my manus slid down her body, passed her middle, her flatbed tummy, and then the cute triangular brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! plosive. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close her stage but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my hand to cheat freely. She trashed her bantam anatomy about to unlatch my mitt from her. I placed my forearm on her tummy and pressed her down while my hired hand continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipples began to grew hard, no dubiousness aroused by the forcefulness of my approach. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

'' Hmm. Looks like your friend has awaken. '' I told the brunette and watched the blond 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 brunettes clit until she yelped.

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

'' Oh, I know who your pappa is, sweet cake. '' 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, person 's been telling everyone who her daddy is. ``

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

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

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

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

I felt the blonde trembled and an appreciative smiling curved my backtalk. I was pretty sure she knew why I had touched there. `` pop is so not going to be proud with his little girl having this tattoo. ``

'' Do n't bear on me. '' she snapped angrily.

Jesus. This girl really was something. I would hold thought she would be a crying batch like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sob mess within the starting time few minutes 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 haircloth and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her head in place, my other hired hand prodded her pussy until two of my fingers slid into her dry cunt. `` You will be dingy talking to me like that, adulteress. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her pussy. I watched her mouth opened as gagging phone escaped her pharynx. `` I 'm gon na hit sure your cunt 's real sore, hussy. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless finger while her leg trashed about in vain trying to harbor herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingerbreadth to move faster and faster.

Once her face turned downhearted, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my fingers out. The blonde then groaned like a mutilated animal as she writhed and tensed. At beginning I thought she might be having a pillow slip of cardiac collar, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her snatch squirted a shot chalk worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

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

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

'' Do n't ... fucking ... tactual sensation ... me ! You ... dickhead. '' she gasped with a very red face.

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

Her legs twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body twisted and turned like a trapped fox desperate to get away. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy sound of fingers moving in and out of the hole between her pegleg. When her expression turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her spine. A s dose of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

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

I yanked her head up again. `` You meliorate initiate saying please schoolmaster. '' I hissed and resumed the acute regiment of digit fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding finger's breadth as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening hard and fast until it squirted the tierce and perhaps, from the considerably little amount, the last time. The blonde went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

'' What do you want, 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 pap in a tight pinch.

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

'' undecomposed young lady. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet fleck that had formed around her hips. I had n't seen such productive water pistol for a very recollective time and if this cunt was n't rich, I would sell her off to the in high spirits bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a rare find and highly sought in the slave market. squirt gun ca n't act to own an climax, which makes them all the more fun to act as with. Hence the gamy price.

'' You are quite the water gun, are n't you. Let 's see if your friend here can squirt as lots as you do. ``

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and enough hoopla to fill every undivided hole the girls had three clock time over. I fished around the tidy sum and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii restrainer. The green sizing virtually girls have for their fun fourth dimension 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 aid but to smile at her calling me passe-partout. `` squeamish try, whore. But no. You are getting an coming now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea curtly by covering her oral cavity with my hand. I pressed the push on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the way. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her kitty-cat sass. The young lady arched her back as she struggled to get away from the trembling but I made sure the tip stay where I wanted it to be. The brunette mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a sensitive spot.

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

After a while, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her body, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was right when I gave the vibrator a luminousness nudge and the unhurt thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a tight fountain being released, the girl jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my grip and fell out of her cunt 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 hips down onto the bed. With one paw, 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 brunette 's pussy. Her loth possibility widened and sucked in the vibrating gimmick. The girl tensed up but this time, she was n't able to act much.

'' Pllllleeeeaaaasseeee stopppp ... '' the young woman 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 shrieks were really getting on my boldness. I would gag them later on, especially the brunet. But for now, I had to make do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the intense stimulus and the brunette squealed like a nooky banshie. Her second joint tensed so arduous I thought she might even get herself a cramp iron. Cramp could seriously pull a brawn 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 chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample amount of space to preserve working her purulent really hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a croaky groan as if she 's struggling to observe herself from cumming. Well, not on my sentry. I hastened my strokes against the incapacitated pussy and finally, the brunette surrendered to the foreplay and let out a muscular jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

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

'' Please bar what ? ``

'' Please blockade, master copy. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussy unleashed yet another cloudburst of cum out as if to reward my hard work.

'' effective female child. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an empty handbasket. I turned back to see at the two miss 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 little. The blond, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to receive dozed off. And I was pretty indisputable the brunet 's going to abide by soon.

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

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to show the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for long period of time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a defendant I would be in the optic of any potency researcher. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the lobby of the hotel asking query. As I approached the elevator, one officer came up to me.

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very accented English language. `` Have you see these two lady friend before ? '' he showed me two pic. One was the blonde and the former 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 afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a act investigating. Can I have got your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my pretender identification. Under simple investigation, my identity element was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was cook. But by then, I would have been in another land or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a touch that this officer would n't go beyond the simple checkup.

I went up to my room and took a fast rain shower to wash off the dry exertion. The shower was a moderation and part of me knew that the girl needed shower too and really soon. I hated foul striver and even if I hated these to female child more, I still did n't need them to smell like yesterday 's piddle. After washing myself off, I called for room service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the rubber and linked it up to a buck private host. A few consequence later and the laptop computer screen displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the cap of the lot. From this angle, I could see the splayed form of the two girls on the large king size 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 hear them. The studio apartment used to be rented by wannabe rock music bands and the integral wall was fitted with soundproof mat. The two would realize how unavailing it was to shout for assistant very soon.

The room service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my time to eat the meal since I could n't leave too quick as it would be suspicious. I had to stay at least an hour before I could go. In my origin of work, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the market and bought solid food for the girls. I did n't know what they liked but as long as it was n't fried dirt ball, I was pretty sure their thirsty tum would n't complain a great deal. I even got two dog bowling ball from the local pet shop, one 's garden pink and the early 's light source green, which are essential for their punishments.

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

'' Shut up. Anymore sound coming from your backtalk 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 wretched but to these two, who dined all their lives with chateau wine and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the pasty matter into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a Bos taurus spur. It was of course tweaked a niggling to reduce the sum of money of electric current in the shock. Leather is n't the Lapp as delicate feminine skin. I never liked detrimental my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's mogul was never too high-pitched. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava helmet and then proceeded removing the little girl'blindfolds. The shiny light blinded them temporarily while their middle adjusted. Soon, the two sets of watery-eyed eyes, one hazel Robert Brown and one bright blue, fell on me. I waved the kine prod in front of them and then triggered the putz. A spark 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 take in sure enough that you wish you were n't born a female person. ``

The two lady friend squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how rough affair could get just a instant ago and obviously did n't desire anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the string to her choker and then one by one, I released her limbs. I held her tightly by her delicate cervix and yanked her out of the bed.

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

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

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the cattle urging and electricity surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' good girl. Now eat. The pink bowl is yours. ``

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

'' You may verbalize. '' I informed.

'' fork and spoon. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoonful. Use your mouth and only your sass. '' I said and could n't aid but smiled at the expression of horror in the brunette 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the Lapplander bit. She was very upcoming now, as though she sort of realized that talking too much was n't going to make unnecessary her skin anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's face contorted in an emotional quandary. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'section. On the former, she disliked the pain in the neck she would take in every time she breached the codification. 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 bowl of grub.

'' Why not ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

The two girls exchanged a look of despair before reluctantly lowering their head onto the meal. One bite after another, they began consuming the nutrient on all four. That would certainly shatter whatever self-pride they still had left. I found it to be very in force in subduing a slave, as though it solidified the notion that they were owed in every sense of that word.

It was tiresome and deliberate at first. But as they began to realize how tasty the solid food was, they appetite grew. Small bit turned into larger unity. I watched their heads bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't help but to bask their cute buns propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my rear end and checked the state of inclemency of the lookup. So far none of the news release had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be long though. Whatever the pillowcase, I needed to release the two before the news get current of air of it and made this whole thing public. When it 's public, the police would be forced to seek harder. It would n't be long for the law to detect me after that.

After half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to wind up up the few turn of the grub at the edges of the roll. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their SOB. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the pipe bowl away. The two daughter looked up at me in mouth fear that it was almost comic. The fact that their faces were covered with chuck 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 assholes. '' I informed and saw the two lady friend visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your grooming. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' That 's three rap now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the short-change Chain installed to the wooden panel and clasped it onto the blonde 's apprehension, trapping her head at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other half of the strain over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick fuck ! '' she tried to get out away but the stock kept her dead body in home and at a ninety grade bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't need the reckoning to be too in high spirits. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her stage apart and then locked each articulatio talocruralis to the various shackle bolted to the solid ground. I took a step back and looked at the apparatus. The blonde was certainly in a very mortifying position where her bare ass was in complete showing and her legs parted considerably for easy admittance to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making certainly they were secure and were n't cutting off line to any limb.

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

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

'' That 's five, slut. ``

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

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

The blond 's oculus were bloodshot with both angriness and despair. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous quantity of lube onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my fingers. Then, I hooked my arm around her abdomen and held her still. Once I had a firm hold on her, I eased the butthook right into her compressed asshole.

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

I ignored her and prevent up the pressure. Eventually, her asshole yielded and paste unfold for the bulblike tip to embark. There 's a pharyngeal consonant groan coming from the blond as I eased the bait 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 other end of the rope through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rophy until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the roach, I finally tied a simple knot around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lubricant on my digit and then jabbed them into the blonde 's shore cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the tempo and fingered her gruelling. Her ass had remained still the entire minute of harsh fingering. Obviously, the hook had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no slave liked being fingered that harshly on their 1st day, or the first week for that matter.

I turned to the brunette now. She was already a sob mess, no doubt, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden stock right field beside the blonde 's and it was still discharge. It does n't exact a genius to figure out who 's going to fill up in that place.

'' Your act, whore. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrify rat while shaking her foreland. I could n't help but to smile at the recognition of her own delicacy. She truly realized how rickety she was and if she had n't, the succeeding 60 minutes would solidify that feeling properly.

Hell, I might make been cruel, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the same a BDSM enthusiast 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 livelihood dogshit out of them.

'' Either you be a good lady friend and get yourself into the stock certificate, or I can hale your ass there and then whip till your ass bleed. Your choice, whore. '' I informed.

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

'' well girl. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck and wrist onto the semi-circles and let me shut up the stock in shoes. Then, I went to her ankles and secured them to the flat coat as I had done with the blonde 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and circle from the wooden box. Within a minute, I had two beautiful young matter, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and cunt exposed, gagged and lost, and set up to be trained.

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

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

'' quint strike, slut. '' I reminded. `` Each strike earns you five extra spanking. kickoff strike, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five sequent relish onto her bare butt. The nubile figure jiggled at each tough strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blond squealed crashing murder.

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

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

'' Did you just say 'fuck you'? '' I asked rhetorically in a very baleful whole tone. I knew exactly what my slave even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over old age of training them. The blonde quickly went mute as though she realized how a good deal difficulty she 's in right now.

'' When will you ever instruct my little fornicatress. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a spry search, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in front of her. Then, I showed her the content I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weightiness attached to it. `` Do you know what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her head word slowly.

'' I will show you. '' I grabbed her by her left nipple and clamped the silvery magazine on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the snip to the other mamilla. `` Better catch your mouth, loose woman. Or else the future affair I clip will be your regretful slit. ``

The blonde blinked in the tears 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 cultivate slaver, doing my worst was not something I would ever go for. It 's too speculative and too damaging to the striver. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every single present moment in breaking this gripe in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blonde. Each throw 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 ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted clips swung back and Forth pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her consistence responded as she slowly grew wetter by the second base. Some female have a trend to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the call 20 virgule, the blonde was squirming in passion. Her knock kitty-cat lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her stimulation had slid down along her privileged second joint. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heated sex and teased it further.

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

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

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

The brunette moaned in what sounded like pleasure and ground her ass against my fingers. It seemed little brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen hard worker becoming submissive within the first few hours and began to enjoy the grooming rather than hate it. But still, training should n't be all enjoyment and no nuisance. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly admit behavior of the slaves and failed to civilise them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty little cocotte ? '' I mocked, hoping that the Word of God would jar her off the state of foreplay 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 rousing but from irritation.

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

'' facial expression at your worthless cunt, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my digit along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and set. I 'm surely you want something big and arduous inside you right now. ``

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

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

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for more than stimulation from my finger. I eased the insistence off a little, keeping my touch frustratingly light. She seemed to discover my advisement and grunted in annoyance. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the stimulant my oh so teasing digit provided.

'' Do you require me to establish your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger's breadth one knuckle into her. A low-cal moan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the girl to yelp. 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 snide smirk. I could n't say I was n't proud 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 eyes blinked with needs. At the same time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her brain. The battle that all new slaves had. To resist and suffer or to surrender and relieved. Most battle always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at first, a few hours of constant tease would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her middle tightly and judder her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so for certain if that 's what your consistency wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slither them all the way in. Her legs gave way a short, the hook pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. poor picayune 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 whore 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 kitty clenched relentlessly around my fingers, as if it was begging for more.

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

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

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

'' I 'm a woman of the street. '' she finally cried out in utter desperation.

'' good girlfriend. '' I rewarded her with a third base finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A short secretiveness later and the brunette began repeating the words as if her life sentence 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 pussycat cum. ``

'' Please piddle my worthless slit cum, master copy. delight make this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full phase of the moon force on her pussy. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her have cunt. While she squirted, I kept my rate and fingered her foster till she began to shinny against the crotchet and shackle to seek suspension. The restraints kept her relatively still while my finger continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another bountiful dose of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my hard erection. I had been waiting for too long and my dick was already aching with the penury for outlet. I remembered the snark input she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to generate 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 mingy pussy. '' I shuddered as the pleasure gap through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might have heard awry but it did vocalize like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my hammer inside her. Most slaves did. On the first day at to the lowest degree. Hence the restraint. wellspring, 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 have the next thrust. speech sound of wet flesh rubbing against wet material body reverberated through the room. My pelvis smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the promise of release, I hastened my yard. The Malcolm stock squeaked at the seams and the Ernst Boris Chain rattled at the raggedness done to the occupier while thigh-slapper 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 fancy woman. Fuck my worthless snatch, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the pulverisation elbow room and I felt my balls clenched. The floodgate fell undecided. A surge of cum rose through my hard throb flesh and rope after circle of my strong seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched punishing around my peter, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the young lady squeal as we both hit our orgasm hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my putz out of her snatch and watched the duncish flannel cum leaked out of her snatch. She was a really proficient fuck, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the dependable I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it very much that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the coming she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pill, working girl ? '' I asked. The conclusion thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a youngster with a slave. It did n't make expert business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' estimable fille. '' I gave her ass a picayune pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

Apparently, this fiddling naughty fornicatress was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her cunt was as wet, if not, wetter than the cunt of the now well fucked brunet. However much I would know to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too consonant with my trunk. My putz was limp and it would take about an hour before I could Cypriot pound her. Still, there 's various toys in the wooden box that could do the same job.

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

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

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

'' ass you. '' the blonde hissed.

'' Still have n't learned your object 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 happen some sorting of stand-in for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm middling sure I will. Now, do you want to make out ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. sufficiency to butt but not enough to make her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what Scheol really was. I doubt they did n't even realize they were in heaven throughout their shelter 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 salvation. `` 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 blond trembled while squirming against her control. Every time she pulled too surd 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 blockade fucking her cunt, the faster we could move on.

'' Your slit is leaking like weirdo. '' I remarked. The sloppy sound of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a Testament to that.

'' full point ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evilness ! ``

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

'' Ahhh ... hitch ... '' her voice croaked and chummy with arousal.

'' You know how to block off it, slut. ``

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

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the verge of release, I slowed the bowel movement. The blonde undulated her coxa a little, obviously trying to illicit more delight out of the dildo. But no total of wave could facilitate her if she did not beg. I would simply slack down enough to compensate for the unjustified movement.

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

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

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

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

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

'' You want me spend a penny you squirt like a slut ? ``

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

That was a good enough resolution and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her truehearted plenty to get behind her pussy lips along at every stroke. The phone of wet flesh slapping grew gimcrack 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 state onto the floor. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

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

The blond girl began to sob in despair. It was the kind of crying when a hard worker had been broken. I had robbed her sense of control and forced her to settle with the fact that she was nothing but an intimate target. A lot of slave went through such a phase angle and ultimately most go past it. Still, I knew I had made my distributor point and these girls had received the penalization they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like asshole ? '' I grabbed the blond by her brass and held her centre to mine.

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that good is n't it. Next metre, try not to take a leak off people you do n't know. They might turn out to be your fucking incubus. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I have your dad 's numeral. I need to work a call so they know where to find their missing short little girl. ``

Chapter 5

I made a margin call to the blonde 's father through an encrypted transmission channel. However the film would wish you to consider that it takes a moment to break your location, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. encryption is always the Charles Herbert Best way to stop people from finding where you are.

acerate leaf to say, the blond 's papa was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too slow and too wild, and I never wanted the money in the get-go place. I told him that he would know where to get the girls in an hour and told him to earn preparedness to have them.

Of course he did n't know about the deed of conveyance done to his daughter. He would do it 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 house them up of any incriminatory evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every last drop of my cum out of her twat. Then, I gave the two a meek sexually transmitted disease of tranquillising and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked human body to the van.

I drove a safe ten mil away from the lot and parked my van near an alley. I took the missy out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't need anyone to trip across their bare form and start raping them. They had received their penalty and that was the end of it. Once I was for certain that they were dependable, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage decimal point that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a yell and told him where exactly his girl was. Ten minutes later, three black sedans pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in suit leapt out. It did n't call for long for them to find the miss and then lifted their slumbering bod into one of the auto. The three cars drove off into a distance.

I came down from the vantage tip, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were Thomas More law surrounding the area. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a grievous place for illicit occupation or something and needed the supernumerary vigilance. I had no incertitude that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would get and go. And everything would pass to normal existent soon.

There was no written report of the snatch in any culture medium outlet. Apparently, the snatch must have been too brief for the news program to enamour on. Either that or the girls'parents had silenced the pressing. I would range my bet on the latter since no parents would want the public to recognize that their daughters had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar troupe to supervise and societal image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a mathematical group of professional to rid off any form of evidence that would lead the investigator back to me. Not that there was a great deal investigation going on anyways. Still, one could never be too heedful. The lascivious furniture were dismantled and were taken into depot together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the States. It was time to bump my following potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a salutary career path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to prompt high society why they should never go along their safety device down and continued to be vigilant.

epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and tonic at the very same bar by the beach. The barman was unlike now. Nevertheless, the Gin and tonic was quite the taste perception to behold coming from this bantam shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock factor. The man obviously could have gotten any fair sex he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to feel the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was Sir Thomas More of the act of buying a slave itself. At to the lowest degree he did n't appear like a soul with a somebody 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 dealings had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my schedule was cleared for the coming few workweek. I had decided to come back to Honduras, to the very same beach I did my patronage a year ago and delight the peace and quiet the crashing of wafture provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some austere memories I had of this place. In presence of the bar were two young girls in bikinis. I had to winkle in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The Brown University haired missy was wearing a turquoise bikini set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The red-header on the early handwriting was more humble with her choice of bathing suit but still revealed a lot of her young feminine curves.

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

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

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

It seemed like history always repeat itself ...

-The End-