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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchant. I kidnap women and sell them off as hard worker. You would have thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of sick citizenry 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.

striver trading, or in its more pernicious nomenclature, sex trafficking, is an black profession no thing how you try to twist and change by reversal it. You could say that some cleaning woman deserve to be striver or that some women would live a sound life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuses are, it 's still a fucking ugly thing to do.

With that said, that does n't mean I could n't use a couple of excuses to repress some of the guilty conscience associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's sprightliness. I do need to catch some Z's at night after all. And while to the highest degree slavers do n't really give care who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting voltage product. No children. No untested pro. No mother. The populace is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to avoid taking mass that may actually serve fix the universe a little.

There 's another variety of char that I do not take. rich people terror with debase daddies whom paid for their designers shoes and rhombus encrusted watch. Believe me, these gripe deserved to be turned into hard worker to a greater extent than every early women I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is power. One wrong move and I could deliver ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has standoff with some knock-down people in the political sphere. Which will not be a good thing if one 's stake is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five champion hotel at Republic of Honduras. I had just finished delivering a Cartesian product to a respectable guest. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar was wired into my multiple anon. accounts. With more cash to drop, I decided to stay for a few Night as a reward for my own hard study. There 's really no point doing something so risky and no allow yourself to savor life a little.

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

That was when the lilliputian peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of bikini clad girl. Judging from their speech pattern, I would place my bet on the United Kingdom. One had a long blond hair and the other was a brunette with a pixie cut. They were very precious looking and I do n't usually say a girl is cute unless I really entail it. My eyes quickly fell to their voluptuous tit that the skimpy framework had a hard time to take. My eyes went further down to their matt belly, their beat butts, then the smooth long stage and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bangles and Pt necklaces that adorned the girls too.

The blonde caught me looking at her and nudged her supporter. The two charwoman, who certainly looked no more than twenty dollar bill, turned and sneered at me.

'' What a spook. '' the brunette said.

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my assembly line of study, believe me. And I could n't really find fault them. Loretta Young women preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body kind of melted off into a less defined pile of muscles and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't serve too. Still, I could probably haul these two over my shoulders and gave them both a difficult spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Her dad 's the chairperson of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were brats with rich dad that I detest. From the aroma of alcoholic drink in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too much for her own safe. Nothing makes young woman like them the easiest target area for slavers like me than drinking too much in a country like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slaves taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock horse sense of humor. Of course of instruction I knew Pymex. It 's the heavy pharmaceutic tummy in Europe and practically the large supplier of aesculapian products to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the with child pharmaceutical company in the human beings. '' the blonde announced with a real signified of pride, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

'' Yeah. Her dad has so a good deal money, he so can hire somebody to fucking kill you. '' the brunette hissed.

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde spat on my face. She had the audacity to actually spat on my case ! I felt a blossom of anger rushed into my face. My clenched fist tightened into a heavy ball, set to be swung across the bitches'face.

'' What ? You wan na hit me ? Is that it ? '' the blonde goaded further with a smack across my boldness. `` Come 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 wildness towards char, no thing how justified it was, was always incorrectly. That 's how club sees it and I would lose no issue what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the gaiter with a nappy from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and soda the bartender had just delivered helped a little to accelerate my recuperation as I downed the unanimous thing. I then dropped a couple of 10 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 dick between your legs. '' I heard the brunette called out and then the two fusillade into giggling laughs.

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a harbor for outlaw activity if one knew where to take care. One could get just about everything under the sky with the correctly price. With the exclusion of nuke and biologic weapon, the encompassing excerption of weapons were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tank if one so wish to. I on the other hand bought myself a high functioning taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some mild sedative drug, which would prove to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a diminished studio in an unremarkable part of town and hired the usual workmen that I had worked with before, that would hold open their sassing shut for a price, to render the otherwise barren lot. A couple of minute later, there 's a large bed with metal post and chains on each niche, two medieval wooden stocks, a modified Spanish donkey, a couple of specially designed president with a enceinte hole on the seat where the stooge would flow into, and respective other implements designed to continue its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some prison term in between a saving truck came to fork over a horde of sex toys, lash, canes and torment gimmick and when I came back after lunch, the entire lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing thing then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the only affair I did n't lease anyone to produce. First, their daddies were too rich to take a chance hiring alfresco help. No confidential can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty work myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully unwitting and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to shoot. But I guess their dada were n't stupefied enough to let their precious little sweet patty go Honduras without security.

I followed the two girls to a tourist heart and soul. Behind them were three security contingent tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a spell to notice them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a tone that even those two nut straits did n't know they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute rear end too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist shopping mall down to the numeral of public convenience it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hide out nerve pathway ; a legacy of the old decrepit complex body part before the redevelopment a few years back. Something that I doubted the security system detail knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the requirement precautions.

When I noticed the girls entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the nub still wise in my oral sex, I moved myself through one of those bequest pathways that would without a doubt top me to my preys. With me was a large suit sheath 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 back of the high end computer memory. This piazza obvious had security department photographic camera but like nigh of Honduras, most of them were just for display. As long as I kept my read/write head down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever mealy images, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two girlfriend each entered a tryout elbow room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of forty holding the garments the female child were going to try. Hidden at the recess, I reckoned three former employees. All three of them were meddlesome handling the customer at the strawman of the shop, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two minutes, and then lunged into the test area.

The salewoman did n't even bed what hit her as I applied the taser onto her book binding. She jerked a fiddling before going limped entirely onto my weaponry. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the trading floor. The completely thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting prey were still yapping about the twelve ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would offer cover for my identity operator should the law come looking them, since anyone could hold been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a dose of anti-depressant and slipped through the mantle. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to accept off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the big mirror in front of her, where her centre fell onto my terrifying anatomy. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the head sparkle but before she could move around around and belly laugh, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her mouth while the other hired man sank the acerate leaf into her neck. The brunet struggled for a short before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

'' ... ca n't you believe that ? '' the blond called out from the other elbow room. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her head out. She immediately saw my eminent shape and she was only barely able to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my medal. I pushed her into the room and use my consistency to force her against the wall. She tried to rub my brass but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thickheaded textile of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and cock up her rightfield at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blond 's struggle became sluggish and a mo later, her limb fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder joint, took her out and went back to for the brunet. 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 home I hid the duffle bag bag and grip. I placed the brunette into the duffel bag and the blonde in the travelling bag. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava helmet, stuffed it into my sack and then turned my crownwork inside out. Then, I headed my merry way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the spread 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 unlicenced rental service that could not be traced. The spinal column had been retrofitted to carry cargo and the hind end had long been taken out. I had placed a duad of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girls out from their childbed and laid their dormancy figure on the mattresses. I grabbed the handlock I had placed in there and cuffed their hands behind their back and their ankles together. A red ball gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to notice the brunette 's buoyant breasts and dark mamilla or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy undergarment. Their bodies were truly the finest specimens of female sex as far as I had encountered in my X long business deal. No cellulite. No birth mark. No scar. The lonesome disappointment was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blonde 's panty. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very blue tattoo that I was pretty sure her daddy did n't bonk about.

'' You are a really gamey young lady, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the flyspeck refined cursive script apoplexy that spelled out 'Insert heart Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkish looking twat I 'd ever seen aside from porno. My cock hardened at the suggestive sight but I shoved my arousal out of my intellect. Now was not the meter. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to bet with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked body and then climbed into the device driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to animation and get into the main route back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunette roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a couple of 2d before her straits snapped to care. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained leash that I had put around her neck opening. I watched with amusement as the young lady turned from a groggy stupefaction to full on qui vive, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing elbow 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 recognise all new slaves. `` You should n't move too much. You might hurt 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 brake shoe clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the young woman tried to scoot away as much as the restraints allowed only to find her body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the scared girl trembled in fearfulness. Not so hard now huh.

I placed my palm on her smooth knocker and kneaded the voluptuous spate. The young woman yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

'' Status then. What about status ? plowshare. caudex. Political position. You name it. '' this miss knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to apply her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would convey up. Status required recognition and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our intact freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in intellect. '' I said as I gave her nipple a alight 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 stomach, and then the cute triangular brunet Bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close her legs but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my deal to wind freely. She trashed her petite frame about to unlatch my bridge player from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her down feather while my hand continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her mamilla began to grew hard, no dubiousness aroused by the strength of my approach. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

'' Ugh, shut up Claire ! '' pretty blonde grumble 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 piece of ass ? '' 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 blond 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 dada is, sweet cake. '' I removed myself from the brunette and went to the blond. `` The chairperson of Pymex am I right ? ``

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

'' How do I know ? '' I finished the question for her. `` fountainhead, somebody 's been telling everyone who her dada is. ``

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

'' I do n't consider so, fornicatress. '' I grabbed a fistful of her question and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the collar around her neck tightened. The blonde began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to gag, 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 skin you alive. ``

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

I felt the blonde trembled and an appreciative grinning curved my rim. I was pretty sure she knew why I had touched there. `` dad is so not going to be proud with his piddling miss having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus. This girl really was something. I would make thought she would be a war cry mess like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing mess within the first few minutes of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. sentence to step up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's whisker and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her headland in place, my other hand prodded her pussy until two of my finger's breadth slid into her dry grab. `` You will be sorry 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 sound escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na make sure your puss 's really sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless fingers while her pegleg trashed about in vain trying to harbor herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingers to move faster and faster.

Once her expression turned blue, I let her go. Her slit practically squeezed my finger out. The blonde then groaned like a maimed beast as she writhed and tensed. At first I thought she might be having a typesetter's case of cardiac arrest, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her cunt squirted a crack methamphetamine hydrochloride worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

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

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

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

'' When will you get word your lesson. '' I made a mock suspiration and then yanked her head up once more. She made a gagging audio as I abruptly cut off her hint. My two fingers found their way back into her wet bit and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her legs twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body rick and turned like a trapped fox desperate to escape. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy sound of fingers moving in and out of the muddle between her ramification. When her face turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her cover. A secondly Elvis of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

'' Ahh ... stay ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her straits up again. `` You better commence saying please master key. '' I hissed and resumed the vivid regiment of digit fucking. Her puss gaped and squeezed my intruding fingerbreadth as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening night hard and fast until it squirted the third gear and perhaps, from the considerably smaller 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 speech sound ... '' she finally said while still struggling to get the much needed air into her lungs.

'' Please blockade what ? '' I asked while seizing her nipple in a crocked pinch.

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

'' expert girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the immense wet spot that had formed around her hips. I had n't seen such productive squirt gun for a very farseeing time and if this bitch was n't copious, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. squirter of this magnitude are a rare breakthrough and highly sought in the slave grocery. squirt gun ca n't pretend to birth an coming, which makes them all the more fun to make for with. Hence the higher price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a clustering of dildos and enough plugs to meet every single pickle the girls had three times over. I fished around the mess and finally pulled out a empurpled vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The common size of it most young lady have for their fun time in the bedroom.

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

I could n't avail but to smile at her calling me master. `` Nice try, harlot. But no. You are getting an climax now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea short by covering her mouth with my handwriting. 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 pussy lip. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the shakiness but I made sure as shooting the tip hitch 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 prompt on. ``

After a piece, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her torso, I knew she 's pretty often aroused by now. Her bitch would be really wet and welcoming. I was proper when I gave the vibrator a light jog and the unhurt thing sank right into her pussycat. As if like a loaded outflow being released, the girl jerked her coxa away. The vibrator came loose from my clasp and fell out of her kitty and onto the bed.

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

I climbed up the bed and straddled the brunette, my ass pinning her hips down onto the bed. With one mitt, I pressed one of her thigh down feather, forcing her to give wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's pussy. Her loath opening widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The girl tensed up but this clock time, she was n't able to move much.

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

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the intense stimulation and the brunet squealed like a roll in the hay banshee. Her thigh tensed so hard I thought she might even get herself a muscle spasm. Cramp could seriously snap a brawniness fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her second joint go and watched her snapped it up to essay to close her pussy. The concatenation rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample sum of space to keep working her pussy real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural moan as if she 's struggling to hold back herself from cumming. wellspring, not on my spotter. I hastened my stroke against the helpless pussy and finally, the brunet surrendered to the stimulation and let out a herculean jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blonde, but if was adequate to be considered as a squirter.

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

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

'' Please block what ? ``

'' Please finish, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her puss unleashed yet another torrent of cum out as if to honor my hard work.

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

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

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to picture the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for long flow of clock time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the centre of any possible detective. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the third house of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the lift, one police officer came up to me.

'' trade good day sir. '' he said in a very accent English language. `` Have you see these two lady friend before ? '' he showed me two painting. One was the blonde and the other was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine investigation. Can I accept your selective information ? '' the police officer asked.

I gave him all my talk through one's hat identification. Under simple investigating, my identity was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they recognise that the identity was bullshit. But by then, I would take in been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this military officer would n't go beyond the simpleton checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower to wash off the dried swither. The shower was a relief and part of me knew that the young lady needed lavish too and really soon. I hated sordid slaves and even if I hated these to girls more, I still did n't require them to smell like yesterday 's urine. After washing myself off, I called for room service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the elbow room table service to come, I retrieved my laptop computer from the safe and linked it up to a individual host. A few second later and the laptop screen displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the turn out form of the two little girl on the large king size of it bed. The two were already wake up and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could shout out all they want and not a single soul would hear them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock-and-roll stripe and the entire bulwark was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would recognize how futile it was to holler for help very soon.

The room religious service came shortly after and delivered the affair I ordered. I took my sentence to eat the meal since I could n't leave too agile as it would be suspicious. I had to stay at least an time of day before I could go. In my furrow of workplace, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the securities industry and bought food for the girls. I did n't fuck what they liked but as long as it was n't fried insect, I was pretty sure their hungry belly would n't complain much. I even got two dog lawn bowling from the local anaesthetic pet shop, one 's pinko and the former 's spark park, which are all-important for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the miss squealed in fear. The brunette pleaded as usual and the blond 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 practically I would be getting and the blonde topped up the measure to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the girls knew that no sum of money could get their sorry asses out of this. Besides, I would let them go, eventually. But these two did n't need to know 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 slimy but to these two, who dined all their lives with chateau vino and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the viscous issue into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cattle prodding. It was of grade tweaked a picayune to decoct the total of electric current in the stupor. Leather is n't the same as delicate feminine hide. I never liked damaging my slaves and I ensured the cattle prod 's power was never too high. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava helmet and then proceeded removing the miss'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two exercise set of teary-eyed center, one hazel John Brown and one bright blueness, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in social movement of them and then triggered the dick. A twinkle sizzled between the two tiny metal prong.

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

The two young lady squirmed at the scourge. They had sampled just how rough things 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 to her dog collar and then one by one, I released her branch. I held her tightly by her delicate neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every sentence you talk without license, I will shock you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the kine spurring. She limply went to the fleck where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby Sir Ernst Boris Chain and then locked it into her collar hook. It had a mechanism that required some acquirement to unfold so no slave could open it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the push button on the cattle spurring and electrical energy surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

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

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

'' You may verbalize. '' I informed.

'' forking and spoon. ``

'' There 's no forking and spoon. Use your lip and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't aid but smiled at the tone of repulsion in the brunet 's brass. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the like bit. She was very coming now, as though she kind 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 blond spoke and received a shock from the prod.

'' Ask for license before you speak. ``

The blond 's aspect contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one helping hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the other, she disliked the pain she would pick up every time she breached the computer code. It was fun watching the girl contemplated while binge 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 bed ? ``

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

'' well, I tell you what. This nutrient is going inside you one way or another. If you do n't eat it, or ca n't finish 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 senior high luck of causing unwanted bowel infection. Still, as the expression goes, they did n't want to know.

The two girls exchanged a look of despair before reluctantly lowering their head onto the meal. One collation 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 sentience of that word.

It was slow and deliberate at first. But as they began to realize how tasty the food for thought was, they appetite grew. little snack turned into larger 1. I watched their mind bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't aid but to savour their cute buttocks propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my seat and checked the State of harshness of the search. So far none of the news show mercantile establishment had yet knew of the snatch. It would n't be long though. Whatever the fount, I needed to release the two before the news get wind of it and made this whole thing world. When it 's world, the police would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police force to discover me after that.

After one-half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their proficient to finish up the few bits of the grub at the sharpness of the trough. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their bastard. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowlful away. The two girls looked up at me in staring fear that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with chuck 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 girls visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't interest, if you are a good female child, I will make it gratifying. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this time. Once I had her collar unclasped from the range, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her vertebral column with my body. I wrapped my blazon around her small frame and carried her to it.

'' That 's one. '' I cryptically said when I placed her down on her metrical foot. She immediately tried to run away as expected of all new striver. I grabbed custody 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 hand on the curve. ``

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

'' That 's three strike now. adulteress. '' I growled. I grabbed the scant chain installed to the wooden panel and clasped it onto the blonde 's apprehension, trapping her principal at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other half of the stock over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you honk fuck ! '' she tried to pull away but the gunstock kept her soundbox in place and at a 90 stage bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the count to be too high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each ankle to the respective hamper bolted to the ground. I took a stair back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating placement where her bare ass was in consummate exhibit and her wooden leg parted considerably for leisurely access to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure they were secure and were n't cutting off stemma to any limb.

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

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

'' That 's five, slut. ``

'' I do n't fucking care. Let me out or I will fucking belt 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 start thing I did, despite her vehement resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, a good deal quieter. ''

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

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

I ignored her and kept up the pressing. Eventually, her mother fucker yielded and feast open for the bulbous tip to enter. There 's a guttural moan coming from the blond as I eased the lure deeper into her. Once the sweetener was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the hook and then inserted the other end of the rope through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden line of descent. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the Mexican valium, I finally tied a unsubdivided greyback around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lube on my digit and then jabbed them into the blonde 's propped cunt. 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 moment of harsh fingering. Obviously, the draw had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no slave liked being fingered that harshly on their first day, or the inaugural workweek for that matter.

I turned to the brunet now. She was already a sobbing mess, no uncertainty, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden stock right beside the blond 's and it was still empty. It does n't read a maven 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 terrorize rat while shaking her head. I could n't help but to smile at the credit of her own fragility. She truly realized how imperfect she was and if she had n't, the adjacent minute would solidify that impression properly.

hell, I might have got been fell, or sadistic for that topic. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the Saami a BDSM enthusiast would pursue. Unknown to these two, however a good deal I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept rubber the highest anteriority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't enjoy scaring the life horseshit out of them.

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

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

'' practiced girl. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fortune. She obediently placed her neck and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me shut away the ancestry in place. Then, I went to her mortise joint and secured them to the ground as I had done with the blonde 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a bit, I had two beautiful young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and bitch exposed, gagged and incapacitated, and prepare to be trained.

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

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

'' cinque strikes, slut. '' I reminded. `` Each tap earns you five extra spanking. showtime tap, never speak without license. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare butt. The nubile flesh jiggled at each hard strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blond squealed bloody murder.

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

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

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

'' When will you ever memorize my little jade. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a warm lookup, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in front man of her. Then, I showed her the content I had in my paw. They were to silvery clips with exercising weight attached to it. `` Do you do it what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and stimulate her point slowly.

'' I will show you. '' I grabbed her by her left nipple and clamped the silvery clip on it. The blonde cried in painfulness and then cried once again when I fastened the cartridge clip to the other mamilla. `` Better watch your mouth, slut. Or else the next thing I clip will be your no-count cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the tears but still did n't not look away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my forged. But as a prepare slave trader, doing my tough was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too damaging to the slaves. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every ace consequence 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 warm up ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the leaden magazine swung back and onward pulling against her nipple. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew wetting agent by the second. Some females have a leaning to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blond here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the foretell twenty stroke, the blond was squirming in estrus. Her pink pussy sass were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her internal thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heat sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a piffling horny trollop. '' I added. It was some kind of genial manipulation on my region. beingness told the Same matter over and over again and you will be exactly that.

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

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

The brunette moaned in what sounded care delight and terra firma her ass against my finger's breadth. It seemed minuscule brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen striver becoming submissive within the initiative few 60 minutes and began to relish the education rather than detest it. But still, education should n't be all use and no hurting. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly accepting behaviour of the hard worker and failed to train them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a bemire niggling whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the parole 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 lure. Her groan were no longer derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my digit out of her and then administered ten smacks onto her cover girl troll ass. I watched her soundbox tensed and relaxed at each smacking. roue rushed to the hurt country and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the land of arousal that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

'' feel at your worthless slit, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingers along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm sure as shooting you want something big and firmly inside you right now. ``

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

'' Do you want me to fuck your worthless cunt, petty whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my fingerbreadth gently prodded the cark flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for Thomas More stimulation from my digit. I eased the insistence off a minuscule, keeping my touch frustratingly brightness level. She seemed to notice my deliberation and grunted in annoyance. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the stimulation my oh so teasing finger provided.

'' Do you want me to make your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A luminance moan escaped the brunette 's pharynx. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the missy to yip. As I sank my finger deeper inside her, she squeaked.

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

I watched her middle blinked with needs. At the Saame time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her fountainhead. The engagement that all new striver had. To dissent and hurt or to cede and relieved. virtually battle always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at commencement, a few hours of invariant teasing would convinced her otherwise.

'' You want to cum do n't you ? '' I goaded and shoved a 2nd finger into her wet opening.

She shut her eyes tightly and rock her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so indisputable if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slid them all the way in. Her legs gave way a little, the hook pulled against her cocksucker, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor footling Henry Sweet patty had no where to go but to die hard my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a woman of the street can cum on a unknown 's fingers. Are you a whore ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a working girl'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'variety of talk.

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

'' You are what ? '' I continued to wreak on her drenched rap lips. `` You do n't say it, you do n't get to cum. ``

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

'' Good female child. '' I rewarded her with a tierce finger's breadth. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A shortly secrecy later and the brunet began repeating the words as if her life story depended on it. Every prison term she said it, I would propel the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

'' Please make my worthless pussy cum, headmaster. Please make this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full forcefulness on her pussy. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and outburst of womanly cum shot out of her perk up pussy. While she squirted, I kept my tempo and fingered her further till she began to fight against the draw and bond to seek reprieve. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another big dot 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 pant and pulled out my punishing erecting. I had been waiting for too long and my prick was already aching with the pauperism for sack. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to return the favor. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The warm welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

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

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might have heard wrong but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my tool inside her. well-nigh slaves did. On the 1st day at least. Hence the simplicity. Well, whatever. Like it or not, her kitty 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 future push. Sounds of wet pulp rubbing against wet form reverberated through the room. My articulatio coxae smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the promise of sacking, I hastened my tread. The line squeaked at the seam and the chains rattled at the rough water done to the occupier while screams of what sounded the likes of pure raptus 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 harlot. Fuck my worthless slit, sea captain. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the powder way and I felt my egg clenched. The sluicegate fell unresolved. A upsurge of cum rose through my strong throbbing physique and forget me drug after rope of my stiff seminal fluid 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 girl squeal as we both hit our coming hard.

With my clump drained, I pulled my cock out of her slit and watched the thick Theodore Harold White cum leaked out of her pussy. She was a really thoroughly fuck, I had to say. In fact, her bitch might consume been the best I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't wish the fact that her penalization had become her amusement but the sexual climax she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, whore ? '' I asked. The last affair I wanted was accidentally fathering a tike with a slave. It did n't attain practiced business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this little juicy adulteress was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her cunt was as wet, if not, wetter than the cunt of the now well fucked brunette. However very much I would have a go at it to make love her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too accordant with my trunk. My dick was limp and it would take aim about an hr before I could Egyptian pound her. Still, there 's versatile miniature in the wooden box that could do the Lapplander job.

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

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

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

'' nooky you. '' the blonde hissed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what hell really was. I doubt they did n't even realize they were in heaven throughout their sheltered lives. And if they thought this was hell, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaver. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the harbour 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 twat. The blond trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every time she pulled too hard against the butthook she would snap back into the default position. There 's simply no escape from the thrall and the Sooner she realized that I was not going to hold on fucking her pussy, the faster we could move on.

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

'' Stop ! '' she whimpered.

'' I 'm not going to turn back 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 immorality ! ``

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

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

'' You know how to turn back it, slut. ``

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

'' Try again ''

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

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

'' Try again with Thomas More earnestness. ``

'' Emmmm ... '' she whined. `` Please urinate me cum master key. ``

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

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

'' You want me take a crap you squirt like a slut ? ``

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

That was a good enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her firm sufficiency to drag her puss lip along at every CVA. The phone of wet flesh slapping grew trashy and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delight. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquidity onto the level. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

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

The blonde girl began to sob in despair. It was the kind of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her sense of dominance and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was goose egg but an sexual objective. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately well-nigh outgo it. Still, I knew I had made my spot and these girlfriend had received the punishment they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like shit ? '' I grabbed the blond by her cheeks and held her eye to mine.

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that good is n't it. succeeding sentence, try not to piss off people you do n't know. They might change by reversal out to be your fucking incubus. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I have your daddy 's number. I need to make water a call so they know where to find their drop piffling girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an inscribe channel. However the movie would like you to believe that it takes a minute to crack your locating, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the best way to stop people from finding where you are.

needle to say, the blonde 's daddy was terrified by the snatch and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom money was too irksome and too risky, and I never wanted the money in the low place. I told him that he would know where to get the female child in an 60 minutes and told him to make planning to receive them.

Of row he did n't recognize about the deeds done to his daughter. He would recognise soon enough when his little miss confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one hour I have with the girls to clean them up of any incriminating grounds. That included douching out the brunette and get every last pearl of my cum out of her kitty. Then, I gave the two a mild Cupid's disease of sedative and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked form to the van.

I drove a near ten miles away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the little girl out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't need anyone to stumble across their naked manakin and bulge raping them. They had received their penalty and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an invisible vantage spot that allowed me to wait into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten minutes later, three black sedan pulled up on the street and a XII of men in suit leapt out. It did n't take long for them to find the girls and then lifted their slumbering form into one of the cable car. The three automobile 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 law surrounding the sphere. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a grave place for illicit business or something and needed the surplus wakefulness. I had no uncertainty that my activity was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would return to pattern real soon.

There was no report of the snatch in any culture medium outlet. Apparently, the kidnapping must have been too brief for the news 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 world to know that their girl had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar ship's company to negociate and societal image to uphold.

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

I checked out of the hotel three years later and went back to the States. It was meter to find my future potentiality hard worker to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a serious vocation path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind society why they should never keep their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilog

I was sipping a Gin and soda pop at the very Lapp bar by the beach. The bartender was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and Tonic was quite the taste to behold coming from this tiny shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful gillyflower agent. The man obviously could feature gotten any womanhood he had wanted with the quantity of money he earned. But he needed to feel the excitement derived from the buying of a hard worker. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was more of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't appear like a mortal with a soulfulness of a monster and my slave was form of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my previous dealings had paid me a rather handsome payroll check, my schedule was cleared for the coming few calendar week. I had decided to come back to Republic of Honduras, to the very same beach I did my occupation a yr ago and enjoy the peace and tranquillise the crashing of waves provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this stead. In front of the bar were two young female child in Bikini. I had to blink in incredulity, wondering if I just had a bad sheath of de javu. The brown haired girl was wearing a cobalt blue bikini set that did n't do much to cover her marriageable body. The redhead on the former script was more modest with her choice of bathing costume but still revealed a lot of her young womanly curve.

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

'' plosive speech sound wearing so revealing then, beef. '' the resolution came out of my lips so naturally it shocked me.

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

It seemed like history always repeat itself ...

-The End-