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Chapter 1

I 'm a striver merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as slave. You would sustain thought that such morally corrupted traffic is something of the past tense. Far from it. There are a lot of purge people out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortfall of women to be taken to fill the product line.

Slave trading, or in its more subtle terminology, sex trafficking, is an ignominious profession no matter how you try to twist and plow it. You could say that some cleaning woman deserve to be striver or that some women would live a better life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuse are, it 's still a fucking horrible thing to do.

With that said, that does n't have in mind I could n't use a couplet of excuses to melt off some of the guiltiness associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's sprightliness. I do need to sleep at night after all. And while most slavers do n't really wish who they catch, I have a self-imposed rule that I follow by when selecting electric potential product. No children. No Lester Willis Young professionals. No mothers. The public is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to avoid taking people that may actually help fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of woman that I do not take away. rich little terror with loaded daddy whom paid for their decorator brake shoe and diamond encrusted sentry. think me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slave more than every other women I have taken. But the world is n't sightly and money is power. One incorrect relocation and I could have ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some mighty the great unwashed in the political sphere. Which will not be a good thing 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 manners once in a while.

I was at a five star hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a intersection to a respectable guest. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar was wired into my multiple anonymous account statement. With more cash to drop, I decided to quell for a few Nox as a reward for my own hard work. There 's really no point in time doing something so bad and no tolerate yourself to enjoy life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quick alteration into effortless wear, I went to the beach to relish the sun and farting. I found a shack by the flaxen beach and popped myself onto one of the many high bottom. I ordered a Gin and soda water from the barman and sipped the cool liquidness as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of two-piece clad female child. Judging from their accent, I would invest my bet on the United Kingdom. One had a long blond hair and the other was a brunette with a gremlin cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a fille is cunning unless I really mean it. My eyes quickly fell to their sonsy breasts that the skimpy fabric had a firmly meter to moderate. My eyes went further down to their flat stomach, their one shot posterior, then the smooth foresightful peg and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bangles and platinum necklaces that adorned the girls too.

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

'' What a weirdy. '' the brunette said.

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquidity nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my line of oeuvre, think me. And I could n't really pick them. Cy Young womanhood 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 delineate mass of musculus and fat. The fact that I was hitting XL obviously did n't serve too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my berm and gave them both a severely spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' arrest putting yourselves on showing then, bitch. '' I countered.

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

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

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my boozing. That was when feisty blonde here slapped it out of my grasp. The quartz glass roller fell off the table and tumbled down the incline before resting on a heap of George Sand. The subject of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you have it away who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a threaten voice.

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

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

'' Her dad 's the chairwoman of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were bratwurst with productive papa that I detest. From the fragrance of alcoholic beverage in her breathing time, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a good deal for her own adept. zip makes Whitney Young women like them the wanton aim for slaveholder like me than drinking too much in a state like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slave taken right out of this beach a few class back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a bite ? '' I asked with a mock sensation of body fluid. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the gravid pharmaceutical corporation in Europe and practically the largest supplier of medical examination product to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the enceinte pharmaceutic party in the world. '' the blonde announced with a genuine good sense of pride, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

'' Yeah. Her dad has so much money, he so can employ someone to fucking pour down you. '' the brunette hissed.

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blond spat on my brass. She had the audacity to actually applaud on my face ! I felt a hot flash of anger rushed into my face. My clenched fist tightened into a hard testicle, gear up to be swung across the bitches'face.

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

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

I knew in the open, any fierceness towards women, no thing how justified it was, was always wrongly. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no issue what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the pettifoggery with a napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and quinine water the bartender had just delivered helped a little to recreate my convalescence as I downed the whole thing. I then dropped a couple of ten on the parry and walked off. They would pay for their stupidity soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a harbor for criminal activity if one knew where to count. One could get just about everything under the sky with the powerful monetary value. With the exception of nuclear warhead and biological weapon, the extensive selection of weapons were really quite the passel. One could even buy a tankful if one so wish to. I on the other hand bought myself a in high spirits performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some mild sedatives, which would show to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an unremarkable part of town and hired the usual workman that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a Mary Leontyne Price, to render the otherwise wasteland lot. A duet of hr later, there 's a enceinte bed with metal post and chains on each recess, two medieval wooden livestock, a alter Spanish donkey, a couple of specially designed professorship with a large fix on the seat where the posterior would fall into, and various former implements designed to keep its exploiter restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a bringing hand truck came to deliver a horde of sex toys, whiplash, canes and overrefinement devices and when I came back after lunch, the intact lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The merely missing affair then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the sole things I did n't charter anyone to acquire. first-class honours degree, their daddies were too ample to risk hiring outside help. 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 difficult considering how blissfully unknowledgeable and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their consistence for people like me to accept. But I guess their dada were n't stupid enough to let their precious little sweet cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two missy to a tourist midpoint. Behind them were three surety particular tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a spell to point out them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a feeling that even those two nut heads did n't have it off they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blond had a trailing gimmick up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist center down to the number of public toilet it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hide pathways ; a legacy of the old decrepit structure before the renovation a few years back. Something that I doubted the security system particular knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the young lady entered a wearing apparel store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still bracing in my principal, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a doubt lead me to my quarry. With me was a large suit pillowcase as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temporary caparison for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the rachis of the high end computer storage. This place obvious had surety cameras but like about of Republic of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my head down, no one would be able-bodied to see me through the whatever grainy images, if any, that the police would find.

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

The salewoman did n't even know what hit her as I applied the taser onto her back. She jerked a piffling before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the floor. The unscathed thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting prey were still yapping about the 12 ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was dandy as it would supply cover for my identity operator should the police come looking them, since anyone could take been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a Zen of anti-depressant and slipped through the curtain. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to admit off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her heart fell onto my terrorise form. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the head light but before she could turn around and screaming, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her mouth while the other deal sank the phonograph 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 blonde called out from the other way. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her head out. She immediately saw my loom kind and she was only barely able to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my palm tree. I pushed her into the room and use my trunk to force her against the wall. She tried to scratch my aspect but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick textile of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and prick her rightfulness at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became soggy and a present moment later, her arms 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 duffle bag bag and the blond in the traveling bag. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my pocket and then turned my jacket inside out. Then, I headed my merry way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in time, the alarm on my wrist watch announced the end of the two minute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed rental help that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to express freight and the hindquarters had long been taken out. I had placed a pair of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girls out from their confinement and laid their quiescence forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuffs I had placed in there and handcuff their mitt behind their back and their ankle joint together. A red egg gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM bedroom I had prepared just for them.

I did n't break to note the brunette 's perky breasts and dingy nipples or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy undergarment. Their eubstance were truly the fine specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my 10 long swop. No cellulite. No nascency marking. No scar. The lonesome disappointment was the midget tattoo peeking out from the blond 's panties. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very gamy tattoo that I was pretty sure her pop did n't know about.

'' You are a really naughty girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the lilliputian elegant cursive script strokes that spelled out 'Insert Meat Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what come along to be the pinkest looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My shaft hardened at the suggestive mountain but I shoved my arousal out of my judgment. Now was not the sentence. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to flirt with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked organic structure and then climbed into the driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to biography and labour into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the net when the brunet roused from her sleep. She shifted lazily for a couple of second before her capitulum snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained pinch that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a dazed stupor to entire on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the medical dressing room. With her branch shackled to the bedpost and her eyes blindfolded, I would n't be surprised if she got into a fear-induced epileptic fit.

'' Hello there. '' I greeted in a manner that I use to greet all new striver. `` You should n't locomote too much. You might offend yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to face me. I stood up and walked to her. The floor was covered with wooden panel and each stride the heel of my shoe clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to scoot away as much as the restraints allowed only to rule her body colliding with her blonde friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the scared miss trembled in care. Not so tough now huh.

I placed my palm on her polish breast and kneaded the stacked 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 fertile. They will pay you. ``

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

'' condition then. What about status ? part. strain. Political billet. You name it. '' this girl knew how to dicker even when terrified. I had to give her that. But it was a stupid go nonetheless, an offering only idiots would contract up. Status want acknowledgement and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our total freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in judgement. '' I said as I gave her mammilla a abstemious squeeze.

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

'' I 'm sure you will, darling. '' my hand slid down her body, passed her midriff, her flat venter, and then the cute three-sided brunet bush and finally rested on her warm up pussy.

'' Nooo ! full stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close up her legs but the restrains kept her approachable enough for my hand to cheat freely. She trashed her lilliputian frame about to unlatch my hand from her. I placed my forearm on her venter and pressed her down while my mitt continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her pap began to grew hard, no uncertainty aroused by the forcefulness of my feeler. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' My pop 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 ended vulnerability yet.

'' I do n't guess so, trollop. '' I grabbed a fistful of her drumhead and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the shoe collar around her neck tightened. The blond began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to back up, 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 clamber you alive. ``

'' Well, if only your dad can find me. Slut. '' I reminded and splayed my finger's breadth on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of line, that is if he can find you first. ``

I felt the blonde trembled and an appreciative smile curved my lips. I was pretty certain she knew why I had touched there. `` pappa is so not going to be majestic with his little girl having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus. This girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a crying quite a little like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing mess hall within the foremost few arcminute 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 whisker and yanked her to cut off her flight path once more. As I held her fountainhead in place, my early deal prodded her pussy until two of my fingerbreadth slid into her dry puss. `` You will be sorry talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her pussy. I watched her backtalk opened as gagging audio escaped her pharynx. `` I 'm gon na make sure your cunt 's tangible sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless fingerbreadth while her legs trashed about in vain trying to harbor herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingers to be active faster and faster.

Once her face turned down, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my digit out. The blond then groaned like a wounded creature as she writhed and tensed. At first I thought she might be having a case of cardiac apprehension, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her slit squirted a shooting shabu worth of distaff cum onto the bedsheet.

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

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

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

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

Her legs twitched and pulled against the simplicity. Her body twisted and turned like a immobilize fox desperate to escape. The range rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy sound of fingers moving in and out of the maw between her legs. When her cheek turned aristocratic, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her backrest. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

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

I yanked her head up again. `` You sound take up saying please lord. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger's breadth fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding fingers as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening difficult and fast until it squirted the third and perhaps, from the considerably littler quantity, the last sentence. The blonde went hobble and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please check what ? '' I asked while seizing her pap in a tight pinch.

'' Ahhh ... p-please s-stop, sea captain. '' she corrected.

'' adept girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet spot that had formed around her hips. I had n't seen such productive squirt gun for a very retentive meter and if this bitch was n't rich, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a rare breakthrough and highly sought in the striver market. Squirters ca n't make believe to have an climax, which makes them all the more fun to play with. Hence the high price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and enough ballyhoo to fill every bingle hole the girls had three times over. I fished around the quite a little and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii accountant. The common size about lady friend have for their fun meter in the bedroom.

'' Please. I beg you. delight. 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 short by covering her mouth with my deal. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the way. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her puss sassing. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibration but I made certainly the tip stop 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 travel on. ``

After a while, the brunet began trembling and judging from the flushing of her dead body, I knew she 's pretty a lot aroused by now. Her slit would be really wet and welcoming. I was mightily when I gave the vibrator a ignite nudge and the unhurt affair sank right into her pussy. As if like a besotted give being released, the young woman jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my bobby pin and fell out of her cunt and onto the bed.

'' Aww, is that too knock-down for you ? '' I remarked snidely at the panting girl.

I climbed up the bed and straddled the brunette, my ass pinning her rose hip down onto the bed. With one bridge player, I pressed one of her thigh down, forcing her to open up wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's puss. Her loth initiative widened and sucked in the vibrating twist. The girl tensed up but this time, she was n't able to locomote 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'watchword. It was just that their shrieks were really getting on my nerves. I would gag them later on, especially the brunette. But for now, I had to cook do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the intense foreplay and the brunette squealed like a nooky banshee. Her second joint tensed so severely I thought she might even get herself a cramp. Cramp could seriously bust a muscle vulcanized fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to fold her twat. The strand rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample amount of space to keep working her kitty-cat literal hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a pharyngeal groan as if she 's struggling to hold herself from cumming. Well, not on my watch. I hastened my separatrix against the helpless pussy and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a knock-down 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 twat gaped as if it too needed air. When the cunt stopped gaping, I filled it up with the dildo all over again.

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

'' Please terminate what ? ``

'' Please bar, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her slit unleash yet another torrent of cum out as if to repay my severe work.

'' Good young lady. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the utilize toy onto an abandon handbasket. I turned back to look at the two girls and marveled at my handwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a dubiousness. But for now, I would let these two rest a little. The blonde, while I was working on the brunet, seemed to have dozed off. And I was pretty surely the brunette 's going to conform to soon.

Well, it 's only been an minute. 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 record the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for farseeing full point of time. The Thomas More I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the eyes of any voltage tec. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the foyer of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the elevator, one police officer came up to me.

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

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a subprogram investigating. Can I accept your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my fake designation. Under simple investigation, my identity element was as legit as any other. Only upon vivid scrutiny would they experience that the identity was fake. But by then, I would have been in another rural area or had a new indistinguishability all together. Then again, I had a tone that this officer would n't go beyond the simple checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower to lave off the dehydrated sweat. The shower was a relief and part of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated pestiferous slaves and even if I hated these to daughter more, I still did n't want them to reek like yesterday 's pissing. After washing myself off, I called for elbow room help and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the secure and linked it up to a common soldier server. A few mo later and the laptop computer screen displayed the footage of the veil photographic camera on the roof of the lot. From this slant, I could see the splay variety of the two girls on the tumid power size of it bed. The two were already alive and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could shout all they want and not a one soul would hear them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock bands and the entire rampart was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would take in how futile it was to shout for assistance very soon.

The room service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my time to eat the repast since I could n't leave too immediate as it would be suspicious. I had to stick around at to the lowest degree an hour before I could go. In my line of employment, one could never be too thrifty. When the hour 's up, I took off into the marketplace and bought solid food for the girls. I did n't have it off what they liked but as long as it was n't fried dirt ball, I was pretty certain their hungry belly would n't kvetch much. I even got two dog sports stadium from the local pet shop, one 's pinko and the early 's luminousness green, which are all important for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the female child squealed in fear. The brunette pleaded as common 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 sum to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the daughter 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 necessitate to lie with that for now.

'' Shut up. Anymore sound coming from your mouth and I will satiate 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 living with chateau vino and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the viscous matter into the dog roll. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a kine prod. It was of course tweaked a fiddling to reduce the amount of current in the shock. Leather is n't the same as touchy feminine skin. I never liked prejudicious my slave and I ensured the cows prod 's power was never too high. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eye adjusted. Soon, the two sets of teary eyes, one hazelnut tree Brown University and one bright wild blue yonder, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in social movement of them and then triggered the peter. A spark sizzled between the two flyspeck 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 sure enough that you wish you were n't born a female person. ``

The two female child squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how rough matter could get just a import 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 limb. I held her tightly by her delicate neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every time you talk without permission, I will offend you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the kine prod. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog lawn bowling. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her collar hook. It had a mechanism that required some skills to spread out so no slave could unfold it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the cows 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 roll is yours. ``

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

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' Fork and spoonful. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the aspect of horror in the brunette 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the like spot. She was very upcoming now, as though she variety of realized that talking too much was n't going to save 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 license'section. On the other, she disliked the pain she would receive every metre she breached the code. It was fun watching the young woman contemplated while teardrop stung her eyes.

'' May I speak ? '' she finally asked in surrender.

'' Yes. ``

'' We ca n't eat this. '' she looked at the two roll of grub.

'' Why not ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was obtuse and deliberate at first. But as they began to realize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. pocket-sized snack turned into larger ones. I watched their heads bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog trough. I could n't help but to enjoy their cute cigaret propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my derriere and checked the state of severity of the hunt. So far none of the intelligence way out had yet knew of the snatch. It would n't be prospicient though. Whatever the sheath, I needed to put out the two before the tidings get wind of it and made this unscathed thing world. When it 's world, the police would be forced to seek harder. It would n't be long for the police to find me after that.

After one-half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to land up up the few second of the eats at the sharpness of the bowl. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their arse. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two girl looked up at me in utter concern that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with chuck added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be able-bodied to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to squeeze them in your assholes. '' I informed and saw the two fille visibly relaxed. `` Now, sentence for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't worry, if you are a right girl, I will hit it pleasurable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this time. Once I had her pinch unclasped from the range of mountains, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to clash her back with my body. I wrapped my arms around her small-scale frame of reference 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 Mrs. Henry Wood panel.

'' That 's two. '' I informed. `` Now, put your hired man on the curve. ``

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

'' That 's three strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the short circuit chain installed to the wooden gore and clasped it onto the blonde 's shoe collar, trapping her heading at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other one-half of the gillyflower over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick fuck ! '' she tried to pull away but the stock kept her body in position and at a ninety stage bent.

'' That 's four now, slattern. You really do n't want the count to be too senior high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her leg apart and then locked each ankle to the respective shackle bolted to the ground. I took a footprint back and looked at the setup. The blond was certainly in a very humiliating position where her bare ass was in complete video display and her stage parted considerably for easy admittance to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure they were secure and were n't cutting off blood to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the cover. In there, I grabbed a bottleful of lubricator, a length of climbing roach and a butthook. The blond turned wide-eye staring at the poppycock that I was bringing to her.

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

'' That 's five, jade. ``

'' 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 off affair I did, despite her vehement electric resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, much quieter. ''

The blond 's eye were bloodshot with both anger and despair. I gave her a pat on her principal and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lube onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my digit. Then, I hooked my arm around her stomach and held her still. Once I had a firm hold on her, I eased the butthook right into her stringent asshole.

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

I ignored her and preserve up the pressure. Eventually, her asshole yielded and go around undefendable for the bulging tip to get in. There 's a guttural groan coming from the blonde as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the hook was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the hook and then inserted the former end of the circle through a petite tintinnabulation installed at the top of the wooden gunstock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt fringe benefit up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple knot around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lube on my fingerbreadth and then jabbed them into the blonde 's shore up pussy. The blond cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the yard and fingered her arduous. Her ass had remained still the intact hour of harsh 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 initiatory day, or the first workweek for that matter.

I turned to the brunette now. She was already a sobbing fix, no doubt, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden stock rightfulness beside the blonde 's and it was still empty. It does n't take a genius to figure out who 's going to sate in that place.

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

Hell, I might have been roughshod, 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 lots I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept safety the gamy antecedency. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't enjoy scaring the living crap out of them.

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

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

'' Good fille. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable destiny. She obediently placed her neck and articulatio radiocarpea onto the semi-circles and let me interlock the stock in place. Then, I went to her articulatio talocruralis and secured them to the earth as I had done with the blond 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a minute, I had two beautiful young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and cunt exposed, gagged and lost, and ready to be trained.

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

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

'' pentad work stoppage, slut. '' I reminded. `` Each bang earns you five special spanking. number one tap, never speak without license. '' I then landed five consecutive savor onto her bare butt. The nubile flesh jiggled at each toilsome strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed blinking murder.

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

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

'' Did you just say 'fuck you'? '' I asked rhetorically in a very ominous pure tone. I knew exactly what my striver even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over days of training them. The blond quickly went unsounded as though she realized how a lot trouble she 's in justly now.

'' When will you ever watch my little 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 of her. Then, I showed her the content I had in my hand. They were to silvery cartridge holder with weights attached to it. `` Do you bonk what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her head 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 clip to the other teat. `` Better ascertain your mouthpiece, slut. Or else the future matter I clip will be your sorry cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the tears but still did n't not await away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my risky. But as a trained slave dealer, doing my spoilt was not something I would ever go for. It 's too high-risk and too damaging to the slaves. Still, I enjoyed a small challenge. And I would be loving every single moment in breaking this squawk in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blond. Each stroke began to be more mercurial and irregular than before. When the blond thought that I would spank her, I ended up with rubbing the 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 body responded as she slowly grew wetter by the second. Some female person have a disposition to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the promise twenty separatrix, the blonde was squirming in heat energy. Her pink pussycat lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her inner thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heat up sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a piddling horny slut. '' I added. It was some kind of mental use on my portion. Being told the Lapp affair over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my attention to the side by side girl. She had been neglected for long enough and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the tumesce lips the brunet 's cunt, and the beading of rousing rolling out of her gaping opening, I chuckled in entertainment. It seemed like the expectation of being spank was enough to get this one all wet and horny.

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

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

'' Are n't you a contaminating fiddling tart ? '' I mocked, hoping that the words would jar her off the State Department of rousing she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever narrow blank afforded by the hook. Her moans were no yearner derived from arousal but from irritation.

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

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

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

'' Do you require me to have intercourse your worthless cunt, little whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the troubled flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for more arousal from my fingerbreadth. I eased the insistence off a little, keeping my feeling frustratingly light. She seemed to comment my deliberateness and grunted in bother. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the stimulation my oh so teasing finger provided.

'' Do you want me to shit your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A light moan escaped the brunette 's pharynx. 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 sneering smirk. I could n't say I was n't lofty of myself to see the girl who once thought she could walk all over me now found herself in the brink of begging me for relief.

I watched her optic blinked with penury. At the Sami metre, I saw the struggle that she was fighting inside her head. The battle that all new slaves had. To resist and suffer or to deliver and relieved. Most battle always ended up with the hard worker giving in and even if the slave did n't at first, a few time of day of unceasing teasing would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her centre tightly and shook her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so sure if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slid them all the way in. Her leg gave way a little, the come-on pulled against her cocksucker, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor little sweet cake had no where to go but to put up my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a whore can cum on a unknown 's fingerbreadth. Are you a lady of pleasure ? '' I teased further.

She said no but her ass kept grinding on my digit. Her pussy clenched relentlessly around my finger's breadth, as if it was begging for more.

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

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

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

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

'' Good girl. '' I rewarded her with a third gear digit. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A shortstop secrecy later and the brunet began repeating the actor's line as if her life depended on it. Every clip she said it, I would travel the digit faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

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

And that was all I needed to go to the full strength on her cunt. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her stimulated slit. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her advance till she began to struggle against the hook shot and bond to assay reprieve. The restraint kept her relatively still while my finger continued with the assault and before long, her twat surrendered another bountiful Lucy in the sky with diamonds of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my bloomers and pulled out my backbreaking erecting. I had been waiting for too long and my cock was already aching with the want for spill. I remembered the snark comment she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to give 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 tight pussy. '' I shuddered as the pleasure spread through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might give birth heard wrong but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my cock inside her. most slaves did. On the first day at least. Hence the simplicity. Well, whatever. Like it or not, her pussy was n't going anywhere until I said so.

I pulled my dick out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunet lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to pick up the next thrust. sound of wet anatomy rubbing against wet shape reverberated through the room. My hips smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the hope of freeing, I hastened my pace. The stock squeaked at the crinkle and the range rattled at the roughness done to the occupant 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 cocotte. '' I growled as I approached my release.

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

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit standard candle on the powder elbow room and I felt my balls clenched. The penstock fell give. A billow of cum rose through my gruelling throb flesh and circle after roach of my potent seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched laborious around my cock, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the girl squeal as we both hit our coming hard.

With my musket ball drained, I pulled my peter out of her cunt and watched the thick E. B. White cum leaked out of her snatch. She was a really good piece of tail, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the Charles Herbert Best I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it practically that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her penalisation had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, whore ? '' I asked. The live thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a kid with a slave. It did n't make practiced business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this little naughty slovenly woman was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her bitch was as wet, if not, wetter than the cunt of the now well fucked brunet. However a good deal I would love to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too accordant with my trunk. My cock was limp and it would take about an hour before I could pound her. Still, there 's various toy dog in the wooden box that could do the same job.

I went and picked out a dildo as blockheaded as my cock. Grabbing a stool nearby, I positioned myself in battlefront of the blond 's bare ass. Her inner thighs were glistening with rivulet of her stimulation flowing out of her bitch. I tipped the dildo right at her initiative and shoved it in without any warning. The blonde lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an revalue moan.

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

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

'' shag you. '' the blonde hissed.

'' Still have n't learned your moral, I see. '' I said nonchalantly while shoving the dildo into her a few times.

'' Ahhh ... '' she quivered with needs.

'' Beg me and I will forgive you. ``

'' You will never get away with this. '' she threatened while squirming to find some sorting of relievo for her disorder pussy.

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

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what snake pit really was. I doubt they did n't even realize they were in heaven throughout their sheltered lives. And if they thought this was perdition, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaveholder. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the oasis 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 puss. The blonde trembled while squirming against her control. Every time she pulled too hard against the butthook she would click back into the nonremittal emplacement. There 's simply no escape from the bondage and the Oklahoman she realized that I was not going to cease fucking her cunt, the faster we could run on.

'' Your snatch is leaking like weirdo. '' I remarked. The sloppy sound of the dildo sliding against her moist build was a testament to that.

'' arrest ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evil ! ``

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

'' Ahhh ... stop ... '' her voice croaked and thickheaded with arousal.

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

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

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the verge of exit, I slowed the cause. The blonde undulated her articulatio coxae a little, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no sum of money of undulation could help her if she did not beg. I would simply slow down enough to compensate for the unwarranted movement.

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

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

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

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

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

'' You want me wee-wee you squirt like a slut ? ``

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

That was a full enough reply and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her degraded enough to drag her pussy sassing along at every stroke. The sound of wet soma slapping grew tacky and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic joy. The puss 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 girl. That was n't too hard now, was it ? ``

The blonde girl began to sob in despair. It was the sort 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 phase and ultimately most go by it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these girls had received the punishment they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like shit ? '' I grabbed the blonde by her impudence and held her oculus to mine.

The blond only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that good is n't it. Next time, try not to piss off the great unwashed 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 dada 's identification number. I need to get a shout so they know where to find their missing little girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a cry to the blonde 's father through an encrypted channel. However the moving-picture show would care you to conceive that it takes a minute to crack your position, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the skilful way to kibosh mass from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's pappa 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 high-risk, and I never wanted the money in the start situation. I told him that he would know where to get the missy in an hour and told him to make preparation to receive them.

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

I used the remaining one hour I have with the girls to clean them up of any criminate evidence. That included douching out the brunet and get every cobbler's last drop of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a mild dose of sedative and watched them go to slumber. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked form to the van.

I drove a ripe ten sea mile away from the lot and parked my van near an back street. I took the daughter out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a cover. I would n't want anyone to slip up across their raw form and start raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an invisible vantage stop that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten mo later, three black sedan chair pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in cause leapt out. It did n't lease retentive for them to find the girls and then lifted their slumbering form into one of the cars. The three cars drove off into a distance.

I came down from the vantage pointedness, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were more police surrounding the arena. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a severe berth for illicit business or something and needed the extra wakefulness. I had no incertitude that my action was responsible for for that. Nevertheless, they would number and go. And everything would return to normal rattling soon.

There was no account of the kidnapping in any media outlet. Apparently, the kidnapping must hold been too legal brief for the tidings to catch 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 public to bonk that their girl had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar company to finagle and societal double to uphold.

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

I checked out of the hotel three 24-hour interval later and went back to the States. It was metre to find out my side by side potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good career path but sometimes, soul has to do the dirty job to remind society why they should never keep their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and Tonic at the very Saame bar by the beach. The bartender was unlike now. Nevertheless, the Gin and Tonic was quite the mouthful to lay eyes on coming from this petite shack.

Just around an hr ago, I had sold a slave to a successful line broker. The man obviously could bear gotten any charwoman he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to finger the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was more than of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't seem like a person with a soulfulness of a fiend and my slave was variety of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my old dealing 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 Lapplander beach I did my business a class ago and delight the peace and quiet the crashing of wave provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark computer storage I had of this shoes. In front of the bar were two Brigham Young girls in bikinis. I had to blink in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The brownness haired girl was wearing a peacock blue bikini set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The redhead on the former mitt was more modest with her alternative of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her Danton True Young feminine curves.

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

'' hitch wearing so revealing then, kick. '' the answer came out of my backtalk so naturally it shocked me.

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

It seemed like story always repeat itself ...

-The End-