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Chapter 1

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

hard worker trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an opprobrious profession no thing how you try to wriggle and flex it. You could say that some women deserve to be slave or that some women would live a better sprightliness being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuse are, it 's still a fucking horrible affair to do.

With that said, that does n't think I could n't use a couple of apology to reduce some of the guilt trip associating with destroying one 's life-time. Particularly, a woman 's life. I do need to slumber at night after all. And while well-nigh slavers do n't really wish who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting likely merchandise. No children. No Pres Young professionals. No mothers. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The to the lowest degree I could do is to avoid taking people that may actually facilitate fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of women that I do not take. Rich bratwurst with charge pop whom paid for their designers horseshoe and diamond encrusted watch. consider me, these squawk deserved to be turned into slaves Sir Thomas More than every former women I have taken. But the populace is n't fairish and money is power. One wrong movement and I could have ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some powerful people 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 learn these ungrateful cunt some table manners once in a while.

I was at a five star topology hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a Cartesian product to a respectable client. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar bill was wired into my multiple anonymous accounts. With more than cash to spend, I decided to rest for a few nights as a reward for my own hard work. There 's really no dot doing something so bad and no allow yourself to love life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quick variety into free-and-easy wear, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and flatus. I found a shack by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many senior high school seats. I ordered a Gin and Tonic 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 clothe lady friend. Judging from their accent, I would range my bet on the United land. One had a farseeing blonde hair and the former was a brunet with a pixie cut. They were very precious looking and I do n't usually say a girl is precious unless I really mean it. My oculus quickly fell to their voluptuous chest that the skimpy cloth had a hard sentence to moderate. My eyes went further down to their flat tum, their round buttocks, then the smooth longsighted wooden leg and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bracelet and atomic number 78 necklaces that adorned the girls too.

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

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

I raised my meth at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my tune of work, trust me. And I could n't really blame them. Lester Willis Young women preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body sort of melted off into a less defined heap of muscles and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my shoulder joint and gave them both a hard spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' Stop putting yourselves on showing then, cunt. '' I countered.

The two widened their optic 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 sheer bar and a back later, she was only a couple of inch from my face.

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

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my drink. That was when feisty blond here slapped it out of my compass. The quartz glass tumbler fell off the tabular array and tumbled down the slope before resting on a mound of sand. The content of it spilled out along the way.

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

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

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

'' Her dad 's the chairperson of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunet announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were brats with full-bodied dada that I detest. From the scent of intoxicant in her breather, I took it that she too had been drinking far too much for her own full. cipher makes young women like them the easiest target for slavers like me than drinking too much in a country like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slave taken right out of this beach a few class back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock good sense of liquid body substance. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical bay window in European Union and practically the largest supplier of medical ware to customers such as the NHS.

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

'' Yeah. Her dad has so much money, he so can charter someone to fucking down you. '' the brunet hissed.

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde spat on my face. She had the audacity to actually patter on my case ! I felt a boot of anger rushed into my face. My fists tightened into a hard ball, ready to be swung across the cunt'face.

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

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

I knew in the open, any wildness towards fair sex, no affair how justified it was, was always wrong. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no subject what. So, I simply let my ramp simmer down and wiped off the spat with a napkin from the bar. The tumbler pigeon of Gin and soda water the bartender had just delivered helped a petty to quicken my convalescence as I downed the whole thing. I then dropped a couple of ten-spot on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their stupidity soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a harbor for criminal activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the redress price. With the exclusion of nukes and biological artillery, the extensive selection of weapons were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tank if one so compliments to. I on the early hand bought myself a in high spirits performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some meek sedatives, which would raise to be really ready to hand soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an workaday part of town and hired the usual workmen that I had worked with before, that would preserve their lip shut for a terms, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couple of hours later, there 's a large bed with alloy Emily Post and chains on each nook, two medieval wooden stemma, a modified Spanish donkey, a couple of specially designed chairs with a large hole on the seat where the butt would fall down 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 miniature, whips, canes and torture devices and when I came back after dejeuner, the total lot now looked like a overzealous 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing things then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the only affair I did n't employ anyone to grow. First, their pa were too rich to lay on the line hiring outdoors helper. No secret can be kept when money is on the mesa. So, I had decided to do the dirty work myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully unlearned and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to take. But I guess their daddies were n't stupid enough to let their cute little sweet cake go Honduras without security.

I followed the two miss to a tourist center. Behind them were three security measure details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously master and I had a flavor that even those two nut heads did n't know they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking gimmick up her cute tail end too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist gist down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden pathway ; a bequest of the old decrepit construction before the refurbishment a few years back. Something that I doubted the security measures item knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the girl entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the substance still smart in my head, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a dubiety head me to my prey. With me was a enceinte suit of clothes vitrine as well as a high-performance duffel bag bag that would soon to be the temp housing for the two girls.

I finally found the post I wanted to be and sneaked into the dorsum of the mellow end store. This billet obvious had surety photographic camera but like nigh of Republic of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my read/write head down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever grainy mental image, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girls each entered a tryout elbow room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of 40 holding the garments the female child were going to try. Hidden at the turning point, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were busy handling the client at the front of the shop, leaving the cover relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my sentry for two minutes, and then lunged into the tryout area.

The salewoman did n't even jazz what hit her as I applied the taser onto her binding. She jerked a little before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the level. The whole affair happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting quarry were still yapping about the twelve ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was heavy as it would provide cover for my identity should the police come looking them, since anyone could bear been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a superman of anti-depressant and slipped through the drape. In battlefront of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to take off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the large mirror in front line of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrifying anatomy. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the header lightness but before she could move around around and scream, I had my gloved hired man strongly cupping her mouth while the other hired hand sank the needle into her neck. The brunet struggled for a little before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

'' ... ca n't you believe that ? '' the blonde called out from the early room. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her head out. She immediately saw my towering variety and she was only barely able to let out a squeaker before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the room and use my body to draw her against the wall. She tried to scratch my face but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick fabric of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and prick her right at the venous blood vessel running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became sluggish and a minute later, her subdivision fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder, 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 post I hid the duffel bag and grip. I placed the brunette into the duffel bag bag and the blonde in the bag. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava helmet, stuffed it into my sac 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 unfold 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 rental service that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to carry cargo and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable political program. I took the girls out from their confinement and laid their sleeping configuration on the mattresses. I grabbed the manacle I had placed in there and cuffed their hands behind their binding and their articulatio talocruralis together. A red ball gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM bedchamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't break down to notice the brunet 's perky breasts and dark mamilla or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy unmentionable. Their bodies were truly the finest specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my decade long swop. No cellulite. No birth mark. No scrape. The merely letdown was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blond 's pantie. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very gamey tattoo that I was pretty sure her papa did n't know about.

'' You are a really naughty girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the bantam refined longhand cerebrovascular accident that spelled out 'Insert sum Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking twat I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My prick hardened at the suggestive heap but I shoved my arousal out of my judgment. Now was not the time. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of clip to play with their girly bits.

I pulled a cover over their au naturel body and then climbed into the driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to biography and beat back into the master road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunette roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a couplet of second before her head snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the enchained collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a stun stupefaction to broad on alert, as if she remembered the thing that had happened at the dressing room. With her limbs shackled to the bedpost and her eyes blindfolded, I would n't be surprised if she got into a fear-induced epileptic fit.

'' Hello there. '' I greeted in a style that I use to greet all new hard worker. `` You should n't propel too much. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to face up me. I stood up and walked to her. The base was covered with wooden panel and each stride the dog of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the fille tried to dash away as practically as the control allowed only to find oneself her body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no leakage. '' I informed and watched the scared daughter trembled in fear. Not so yobbo now huh.

I placed my palm on her fluid breast and kneaded the stacked mountain. The young woman yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

'' status then. What about status ? share. Stocks. Political perspective. You name it. '' this girl knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to move over her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an fling only idiots would take up. Status required recognition and acknowledgment was not something any malefactor wanted as our entire exemption rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in mind. '' I said as I gave her mammilla a wanton squeeze.

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

'' I 'm for sure you will, darling. '' my bridge player slid down her trunk, passed her midriff, her flat stomach, and then the cute triangular brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close her leg but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my mitt to wander freely. She trashed her petite frame about to unlatch my hand from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her John L. H. Down while my hand continued to rub along her lost sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipple began to grew hard, no doubt aroused by the force of my approaching. `` 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 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 brunet clit until she yelped.

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

'' Oh, I know who your pop is, confection patty. '' I removed myself from the brunet and went to the blonde. `` The Chairman of Pymex am I right ? ``

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

'' How do I recognize ? '' I finished the question for her. `` fountainhead, someone 's been telling everyone who her dad is. ``

'' My daddy is going to wipe out 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 concluded exposure yet.

'' I do n't consider so, strumpet. '' I grabbed a fistful of her head and pulled her towards me. The strand rattled and the choker around her cervix tightened. The blonde began to wrick 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 breathing place. `` My dad 's going to shin you animated. ``

'' Well, if only your dada can retrieve me. Slut. '' I reminded and splayed my fingerbreadth on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of row, that is if he can find you first. ``

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

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

Saviour. This girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a shout out mess like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my custody on turned into a sobbing flock within the first 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 pilus and yanked her to cut off her air lane once more. As I held her head in lieu, my other handwriting prodded her pussy until two of my fingers slid into her dry bit. `` You will be good-for-nothing talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her puss. I watched her mouth opened as gagging speech sound escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na make trusted your bitch 's real sore, jade. '' I felt her kitty-cat gripped around my relentless fingers while her pegleg trashed about in vain trying to shield herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingers to move faster and faster.

Once her human face turned gamey, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my finger out. The blonde then groaned like a maimed animal as she writhed and tensed. At beginning I thought she might be having a case of cardiac arrest, which was highly unconvincing with her age, until her bitch squirted a shot glass worth of distaff cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the same metre trying to overtake her own breath.

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

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

'' When will you learn your example. '' I made a mock sigh and then yanked her caput up once more. She made a gagging speech sound as I abruptly cut off her breath. My two digit found their way back into her wet snap and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her legs twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her eubstance convolute and turned like a trapped fox desperate to head for the hills. The strand rattled on and on, mixing with the swampy audio of digit moving in and out of the hole between her pegleg. When her human face turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her back. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her dinge sex.

'' Ahh ... check ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her foreland up again. `` You better get down saying please master. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger fucking. Her pussy gaped and squeezed my intruding finger as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening hard and fast until it squirted the one-third and perhaps, from the considerably littler 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 ... plosive consonant ... '' she finally said while still struggling to get the much needed air into her lungs.

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

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

'' Good girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the Brobdingnagian wet post that had formed around her coxa. I had n't seen such fat water gun for a very foresighted time and if this squawk was n't ample, I would deal her off to the highest bidder. water gun of this magnitude are a uncommon find and highly sought in the slave mart. Squirters ca n't dissemble to birth an climax, which makes them all the more fun to act as with. Hence the higher price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. interior were a crowd of dildos and plenty quid to satiate every single hole the girl had three times over. I fished around the passel and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The mutual size most young woman have for their fun time in the bedroom.

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

I could n't facilitate but to smile at her calling me sea captain. `` gracious try, whore. But no. You are getting an orgasm now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her supplication poor by covering her lip with my manus. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the elbow room. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her purulent backtalk. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the oscillation but I made sure the tip arrest where I wanted it to be. The brunet mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a tender spot.

'' The faster you cum, the faster we can proceed 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 luminosity nudge and the entirely thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a sozzled spring being released, the girl jerked her articulatio coxae away. The vibrator came loose from my suitcase and fell out of her pussy and onto the bed.

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

I climbed up the bed and straddled the brunette, my ass pinning her hip joint down onto the bed. With one handwriting, I pressed one of her thigh down, forcing her to open wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's pussy. Her reluctant opening widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The girl tensed up but this fourth dimension, she was n't able-bodied to move much.

'' Pllllleeeeaaaasseeee stopppp ... '' the lady friend wailed and I instantly regretted not having her gagged. It was n't like I was afraid of the neighbors hearing the young woman'battle cry. It was just that their shriek were really getting on my nerves. 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 stimulation and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshie. Her thigh tensed so firmly I thought she might even get herself a cramp iron. Cramp could seriously charge a muscle character, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close down her pussy. The chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample sum of money of infinite to keep working her puss real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to prevent herself from cumming. fountainhead, not on my vigil. I hastened my strokes against the helpless cunt and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a mightily jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blond, but if was plenty to be considered as a squirter.

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

'' Ahhh, delight cease. '' the brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

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

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

wellspring, 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 depict the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for prospicient period of clock time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the eyes of any potential investigator. 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 people. `` Have you see these two girlfriend before ? '' he showed me two pictures. One was the blond and the other was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a act probe. Can I take your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my simulated recognition. Under round-eyed probe, my identity was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they cognise that the identity was imposter. But by then, I would have been in another body politic or had a new identity operator all together. Then again, I had a intuitive feeling that this military officer would n't go beyond the mere checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower to wash off the dried lather. The shower was a relief and theatrical role of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated dirty hard worker and even if I hated these to missy more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's piss. After washing myself off, I called for elbow room service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room Robert William Service to come, I retrieved my laptop computer from the safe and linked it up to a private server. A few consequence later and the laptop covert displayed the footage of the hidden photographic camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the splay phase of the two young lady on the declamatory mogul 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 I person would try them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock bands and the full bulwark was fitted with soundproof mat. The two would realize how futile it was to scream for assist very soon.

The way service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my time to eat the repast since I could n't give too quick as it would be fishy. I had to stay at to the lowest degree an hour before I could go. In my line of work, one could never be too careful. When the minute 's up, I took off into the market and bought intellectual nourishment for the girls. I did n't know what they liked but as long as it was n't fried insect, I was pretty indisputable their hungry stomach would n't sound off a lot. I even got two dog bowls from the local pet shop, one 's pink and the other 's alight K, which are indispensable for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the girls squealed in fearfulness. The brunette pleaded as usual and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to talk terms in advance to convert me to let them go. The brunette told me how much I would be getting and the blond topped up the amount of money to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the girls knew that no quantity of money could get their sorry asses out of this. Besides, I would let them go, eventually. But these two did n't call for to know that for now.

'' Shut up. Anymore sound coming from your mouth and I will overgorge something in it. ``

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

I poured the viscous issue into the dog bowlful. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cattle goading. It was of course tweaked a lilliputian to cut down the amount of current in the cushion. Leather is n't the same as frail feminine tegument. I never liked detrimental my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's power was never too high school. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The brilliant light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two Seth of watery-eyed eyes, one hazel tree brown and one bright bluing, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in front man of them and then triggered the tool. A electric arc sizzled between the two diminutive metal prong.

'' I 'm going to untie you one by one. If you try to do anything stupid, like say escaping, crashing pray that you get away. Because if you do n't, I 'm going to make surely that you wish you were n't born a female. ``

The two girls squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how rough matter could get just a moment ago and obviously did n't desire anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the chain of mountains to her collar and then one by one, I released her tree branch. I held her tightly by her fragile neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every sentence you talk without permission, I will shock you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle goad. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowling ball. I grabbed one of the nearby chemical chain and then locked it into her collar hooking. It had a chemical mechanism that required some accomplishment to spread out so no slave could open up it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the Bos taurus urging and electrical energy surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' Good miss. Now eat. The pink trough is yours. ``

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

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' branching and spoon. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the look of repugnance in the brunet 's face. I went back for the blond and dragged her to the same pip. She was very extroverted now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to save her tegument anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's grimace contorted in an aroused dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the other, she disliked the painful sensation she would receive every clip she breached the computer code. It was fun watching the little girl contemplated while split 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 a go at it ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

It was slow down and deliberate at first. But as they began to see how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. Small bites turned into magnanimous ones. I watched their brain bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog trough. I could n't aid but to relish their cute tail propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my can and checked the Department of State of hardship of the hunting. So far none of the news outlet had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be long though. Whatever the instance, I needed to release the two before the newsworthiness get steer of it and made this whole matter public. When it 's world, the police would be forced to look harder. It would n't be long for the police to get me after that.

After one-half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to finish up the few flake of the grub at the border 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 bunghole. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowling ball away. The two young woman looked up at me in express care that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with grub added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be capable to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to shove them in your assholes. '' I informed and saw the two daughter visibly relaxed. `` Now, clip for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't worry, if you are a good girlfriend, I will make it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this fourth dimension. Once I had her arrest unclasped from the chain, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her cover with my body. I wrapped my arms around her minor flesh and carried her to it.

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

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

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

'' That 's three bang now. fornicatress. '' I growled. I grabbed the short chain installed to the wooden panel and clasped it onto the blond 's collar, trapping her question at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the early one-half of the stock over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you ill fuck ! '' she tried to pull in away but the stock kept her physical structure in place and at a 90 point bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the count to be too high school. '' I warned as I knelt down by her ramification. I pulled her peg apart and then locked each articulatio talocruralis to the respective shackle bolted to the ground. I took a measure back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very mortifying berth where her bare ass was in complete display and her legs parted considerably for easy memory access 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 covert. In there, I grabbed a bottle of lube, a distance of climbing rope 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, trollop. ``

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

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

The blonde 's eyes were bloodshot with both choler and despair. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lubricator onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my fingerbreadth. Then, I hooked my arm around her stomach and held her still. Once I had a firm clutches on her, I eased the butthook right into her squiffy asshole.

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

I ignored her and kept up the pressure. Eventually, her asshole yielded and spread open for the bellied tip to record. There 's a guttural moan coming from the blonde as I eased the draw 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 rope through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden fund. I pulled the circle until the blonde began to arch her dorsum and her tooshie perquisite up. Satisfied with the taut of the roach, I finally tied a simple knot around the tintinnabulation to keep everything in place.

I put some lubricant on my finger and then jabbed them into the blonde 's prop slit. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her hard. Her ass had remained still the entire minute of coarse fingering. Obviously, the hook had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no striver liked being fingered that harshly on their outset 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 broth rightfulness beside the blonde 's and it was still vacuous. It does n't take in a whizz to figure out who 's going to fill in that place.

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

Hell, I might deliver been fell, or sadistic for that issue. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the same a BDSM enthusiast would engage. Unknown to these two, however practically I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept base hit the gamy priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't revel scaring the animation crap out of them.

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

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

'' soundly little girl. ``

I unclasped the chemical chain from her shoe collar and ushered her to her inescapable portion. She obediently placed her neck and wrist joint onto the semi-circles and let me put away the lineage in place. Then, I went to her ankles and secured them to the ground as I had done with the blond 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a hour, I had two beautiful young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and snatch exposed, gagged and lost, and ready to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a cushioned spanking paddle. These female child 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 smoothen leather surface of the boat paddle against her ass boldness. The blond squirmed against the control and mewled through the gag.

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

'' Five strikes, strumpet. '' I reminded. `` Each strike earns you five extra spanking. beginning smasher, never speak without license. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare butt. The marriageable flesh jiggled at each hard strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed flaming murder.

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

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

'' Did you just say 'fuck you'? '' I asked rhetorically in a very ominous tone of voice. I knew exactly what my slave even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over years of training them. The blond quickly went dumb as though she realized how a great deal trouble she 's in right now.

'' When will you ever instruct my trivial slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a ready lookup, 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 handwriting. They were to silvery clipping with weight attached to it. `` Do you know what they are for ? ``

The blonde swallowed nervously and shook her point slowly.

'' I will show you. '' I grabbed her by her unexpended nipple and clamped the silvery cartridge holder on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other nipple. `` punter watch your sassing, slut. Or else the future thing I clip will be your sorry cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the teardrop but still did n't not wait away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my bad. But as a trained slave trader, doing my worst was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too damage to the slaves. Still, I enjoyed a piffling challenge. And I would be loving every unity bit in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blonde. Each stroke began to be more erratic and unpredictable than before. When the blonde thought that I would spank her, I ended up with rubbing the boat paddle on her fond 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 soundbox responded as she slowly grew wetter by the second. Some females have a tendency to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blond here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the promised twenty accident, the blonde was squirming in rut. Her pink pussy sass 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 stir up 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 slut. '' I added. It was some form of mental manipulation on my part. organism told the same thing over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my care to the adjacent daughter. She had been neglected for long enough and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the swell lips the brunette 's pussy, and the beads of arousal rolling out of her gaping initiative, I chuckled in amusement. It seemed like the anticipation of being spank was enough to get this one all wet and horny.

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

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

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

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

'' expression at your worthless cunt, cyprian. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingers along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm sure you want something big and intemperately inside you right now. ``

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

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

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

'' Do you want me to pee your slutty purulent cum ? '' I teased and pushed my digit one knuckle into her. A light groan escaped the brunet 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her rima oris, causing the girl to yelp. As I sank my digit 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 center blinked with penury. At the Same time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her head. The battle that all new slaves had. To stand firm and get or to give up 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 changeless teasing would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her eyes tightly and shook her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so sure if that 's what your dead body wants ? '' I moved the fingerbreadth out only to slid them all the way in. Her stage gave way a small, the hook pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor little sweet cake had no where to go but to endure my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a cocotte can cum on a stranger 's fingers. Are you a lady of pleasure ? '' I teased further.

She said no but her ass kept grinding on my fingers. Her pussy clenched relentlessly around my digit, 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 normal to admit that'kind of talk.

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

'' You are what ? '' I continued to play on her drenched ping back talk. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

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

'' Good young lady. '' I rewarded her with a third gear finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A short silence later and the brunette began repeating the words as if her life depended on it. Every clip she said it, I would move the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

'' Please make my worthless pussy cum, professional. Please hold this woman of the street cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go wide-cut violence on her slit. She let out a guttural consonant groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her provoke cunt. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her further trough she began to contend against the hooking and shackles to search suspension. The restraint kept her relatively still while my digit continued with the ravishment and before long, her cunt surrendered another openhanded Cupid's itch 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 fair that you make me cum as well. ``

I unbuckled my trouser and pulled out my gruelling erecting. I had been waiting for too yearn and my cock was already aching with the need for loss. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to return the favour. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The strong welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

'' Oh, god. You have a tight snatch. '' I shuddered as the pleasure spread through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might accept heard wrong but it did vocalise like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my stopcock inside her. almost slaves did. On the commencement day at least. Hence the control. Well, whatever. Like it or not, her pussy was n't going anywhere until I said so.

I pulled my cock out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunette lurched forward from the impulse only to be pulled back to receive the following poke. audio of wet flesh rubbing against wet physical body reverberated through the room. My pelvic girdle smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the promise of discharge, I hastened my pace. The fund squeaked at the seams and the chain rattled at the crudeness done to the occupant while scream of what sounded like pure exaltation 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 tart. Fuck my worthless cunt, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the pulverisation elbow room and I felt my balls clenched. The floodgate fell out-of-doors. A upsurge of cum rose through my hard throbbing flesh and forget me drug after roofy of my potent seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my pecker, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the young lady squeal as we both hit our culmination hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my pecker out of her cunt and watched the buddy-buddy white cum leaked out of her cunt. She was a really good fuck, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the skillful I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it practically 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 tab, whore ? '' I asked. The lowest thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a tiddler with a striver. It did n't attain estimable business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' undecomposed lady friend. '' I gave her ass a slight pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

Apparently, this little naughty trollop was leaking all the while her booster was being fucked. Her cunt was as wet, if not, bedwetter than the cunt of the now well fucked brunette. However practically I would love to love her puss too, my old age certainly had n't been too accordant with my body. My cock was hobble and it would take about an 60 minutes before I could pound her. Still, there 's versatile plaything in the wooden box that could do the like job.

I went and picked out a dildo as thick as my tool. Grabbing a ordure nearby, I positioned myself in forepart of the blonde 's bare ass. Her inner thighs 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 blond lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciate moan.

I grabbed cargo area on her gag and just like it with the brunette, I yanked it down. The blond let out a gimcrack gasp as if she finally caught a hint of fresh air.

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

'' Fuck you. '' the blonde hissed.

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

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

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

'' You will never get away with this. '' she threatened while squirming to ascertain some sort of relief for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm pretty sure I will. Now, do you need to do ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. Enough to edge but not enough to wee-wee her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what hell really was. I doubt they did n't even realize they were in heaven throughout their sheltered life-time. And if they thought this was hell on earth, wait cashbox they got kidnapped by a sadistic slave trader. 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 snatch. The blond trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every clock time she pulled too surd against the butthook she would snap back into the default situation. There 's simply no escape valve from the thralldom and the sooner she realized that I was not going to stop fucking her slit, the faster we could move on.

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

'' Stop ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evil ! ``

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

'' Ahhh ... stop ... '' her spokesperson croaked and thick with arousal.

'' You know how to break 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 liberation, I slowed the movement. The blonde undulated her rosehip a little, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could assist her if she did not beg. I would simply slow down enough to compensate for the indefensible movement.

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

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

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

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

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

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

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

That was a salutary enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast decent to embroil her kitty-cat sass along at every stroke. The sound of wet chassis slapping grew louder and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delectation. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of see-through liquid onto the flooring. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

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

The blonde girl began to sob in desperation. It was the form of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her mother wit of control and forced her to settle with the fact that she was zippo but an sexual object. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately about surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my dot and these girls had received the penalty they so deserved.

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

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

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

'' Now, can I have your daddy 's act. I need to get a call so they know where to find their missing little missy. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blond 's beginner through an code channel. However the movies would care you to believe that it takes a mo to collapse your location, current applied science can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the secure way to stop people from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's daddy was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom money 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 first stead. I told him that he would know where to get the girlfriend in an hour and told him to make planning to receive them.

Of grade he did n't know about the human action done to his daughter. He would be intimate soon enough when his fiddling lady friend 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 accuse evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every last drop of my cum out of her kitty-cat. Then, I gave the two a meek dose of sedative and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their bare descriptor to the van.

I drove a good ten miles away from the lot and parked my van near an alley. I took the girls out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't want anyone to stumble across their naked material body and start raping them. They had received their penalty and that was the end of it. Once I was surely that they were rubber, I retreated to an invisible vantage point 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 minutes later, three bootleg sedans pulled up on the street and a 12 of men in cause leapt out. It did n't take yearn for them to detect the young lady and then lifted their slumbering word form into one of the gondola. The three cars drove off into a distance.

I came down from the vantage point, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were more than police surrounding the orbit. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a serious place for illicit business organization or something and needed the extra vigilance. I had no doubt that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would devolve to normal real soon.

There was no study of the kidnapping in any mass medium outlet. Apparently, the kidnapping must let been too brief for the news to catch on. Either that or the girls'parents had silenced the press. I would rank my bet on the latter since no parents would want the public to roll in the hay that their daughters had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar companionship to manage and social image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a group of professionals to rid off any class of grounds that would lead the investigator back to me. Not that there was lots investigation going on anyways. Still, one could never be too measured. The lascivious piece 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 days later and went back to the state of matter. It was sentence to find my next potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good career path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind society why they should never celebrate their safeguard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilog

I was sipping a Gin and pop at the very same bar by the beach. The barkeep was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and soda pop was quite the predilection to behold coming from this flyspeck shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock broker. The man obviously could receive gotten any women he had wanted with the sum of money he earned. But he needed to palpate the excitement derived from the purchasing of a hard worker. It was n't so a good deal about the money or the cleaning lady, it was more of the act of buying a slave itself. At to the lowest degree he did n't seem like a person with a soul of a demon and my slave was variety of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my previous dealing had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my agenda was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to come back to Honduras, to the very same beach I did my commercial enterprise a twelvemonth ago and enjoy the peace and hush the crashing of wafture provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that quiet, invoking some desolate retentivity I had of this place. In front of the bar were two offspring girlfriend in Bikini. I had to blink in mental rejection, wondering if I just had a bad typesetter's case of de javu. The Brown haired girl was wearing a turquoise bikini set that did n't do much to traverse her marriageable body. The redhead on the other helping hand was more modest with her choice of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her vernal feminine curved shape.

'' Stop looking at us creep. '' the John Brown haired hissed.

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

'' What did you just call in me ? '' the Brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drinkable away from my bridge player. `` Do you know who my daddy is ? ``

It seemed like history always repeat itself ...

-The End-