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Chapter 1

I 'm a hard worker merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as striver. You would give birth 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 dearth of char to be taken to fill the product line.

striver trading, or in its more pernicious language, sex trafficking, is an ignominious profession no matter how you try to deform and deform it. You could say that some fair sex deserve to be striver or that some women would live a skillful spirit being a striver to a millionaire. Whatever the excuses are, it 's still a fucking atrocious thing to do.

With that said, that does n't think of I could n't use a distich of alibi to thin out some of the guilt trip associating with destroying one 's animation. Particularly, a cleaning woman 's life. I do need to sleep at night after all. And while virtually slave dealer do n't really care who they catch, I have a self-imposed rule that I follow by when selecting potential mathematical product. No children. No young master. No mothers. The public is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to void taking people that may actually facilitate fix the world a little.

There 's another variety of women that I do not take. Rich brat with load up daddies whom paid for their designers place and baseball field encrusted watch. Believe me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves to a greater extent than every other women I have taken. But the reality is n't bonny and money is power. One wrongfulness move and I could experience ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some sinewy masses in the political sphere of influence. Which will not be a good thing if one 's interest is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five wizard hotel at Republic of Honduras. I had just finished delivering a product to a respectable client. As agreed, a hundred thousand clam was wired into my multiple anonymous news report. With more hard currency to pass, I decided to stay for a few night as a reward for my own hard work. There 's really no point doing something so wild and no allow yourself to revel life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a nimble change into insouciant wear, I went to the beach to enjoy the sun and wind. I found a hovel by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many mellow prat. I ordered a Gin and tonic from the barkeeper and sipped the nerveless liquidity as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the lilliputian repose I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of bikini garment girls. Judging from their accent, I would place my bet on the United kingdom. One had a recollective blond hair and the early was a brunette with a elf cut. They were very cunning looking and I do n't usually say a young lady is cute unless I really intend it. My eyes quickly fell to their voluptuous titty that the skimpy fabric had a heavy time to hold back. My eyes went further down to their flat tum, their round of golf bottom, then the smooth farsighted stage and finally what seemed to be really expensive brake shoe. I did n't missed out the classy bauble and platinum necklaces that adorned the young woman too.

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

'' What a creep. '' the brunette said.

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

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

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

The two widened their middle 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 arc bar and a secondly later, she was only a match of inches from my face.

'' What did you just call me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a intimation of inebriant from her intimation. Little sweet-flavored bar here had obviously been drinking too a great deal strong drink 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 reach. The watch glass tumbler fell off the tabular array and tumbled down the side before resting on a heap of sand. The content of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you have it off 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 barman 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 Chairman of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. digit. These were brats with deep pappa that I detest. From the olfactory property of alcohol in her breathing spell, I took it that she too had been drinking far too much for her own just. Nothing makes young women like them the easiest target for slave owner like me than drinking too much in a area like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slave taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sense of humor. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutical corporation in Europe and practically the largest supplier of medical exam products to client such as the NHS.

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

'' Yeah. Her dad has so much money, he so can lease somebody to fucking belt down you. '' the brunet hissed.

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blond bickering on my face. She had the audacity to actually spat on my expression ! I felt a heyday of ire rushed into my boldness. My fists tightened into a hard ballock, quick to be swung across the bitches'face.

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

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

I knew in the open, any violence towards cleaning woman, no matter how justified it was, was always wrong. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no matter what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the spat with a table napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and keynote the barman had just delivered helped a little to quicken my recovery as I downed the totally thing. I then dropped a couple of tenner on the riposte 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 stage. '' I heard the brunette called out and then the two outburst into giggling laughs.

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

Chapter 2

Republic of Honduras was a harbor for criminal activity if one knew where to calculate. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right price. With the elision of nukes and biological weapon system, the extensive selection of artillery were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tank if one so wish to. I on the other script bought myself a high gear operation taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some meek sedative, which would prove to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small-scale studio apartment in an unremarkable part of town and hired the usual workman that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a Leontyne Price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A brace of hours later, there 's a declamatory bed with metal post and mountain range on each corner, two medieval wooden stocks, a modified Spanish Equus asinus, a dyad of specially designed hot seat with a large cakehole on the hindquarters where the derriere would settle into, and respective other implements designed to celebrate its drug user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some meter in between a legal transfer truck came to birth a horde of sex miniature, whiplash, canes and torture devices and when I came back after luncheon, the entire lot now looked like a fiend 's BDSM chamber.

The but missing things then were the two bitchy English language young woman. They were the only things I did n't hire anyone to acquire. start, their pop were too rich to risk hiring exterior help. No mystical can be kept when money is on the mesa. So, I had decided to do the dirty study myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully unknowing and retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their body for people like me to take. But I guess their daddies were n't unintelligent enough to let their cute little sweet cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two young woman to a tourist plaza. Behind them were three security details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously master and I had a feeling that even those two nut heads did n't screw they were being checked on by their daddies. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a trailing gimmick up her cute fundament too.

I had studied the layout of the holidaymaker mall down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and out of sight tract ; a bequest of the old decrepit construction before the renovation a few years back. Something that I doubted the security details knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the girls entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the kernel still fresh in my head, I moved myself through one of those bequest pathways that would without a uncertainty lead me to my preys. With me was a large suit case as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temp caparison for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the high end entrepot. This position obvious had security photographic camera but like most of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my capitulum down, no one would be able-bodied to see me through the whatever mealy images, if any, that the constabulary would find.

I watched the two fille each entered a tryout room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of forty holding the garments the girls were going to try. Hidden at the turning point, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were busy handling the customers at the social movement of the store, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my watch for two minutes, and then lunged into the audition area.

The salewoman did n't even know what hit her as I applied the taser onto her back. She jerked a niggling before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the floor. The whole thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting quarry were still yapping about the dozen ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would provide cover for my individuality should the constabulary come looking them, since anyone could have been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a dose of anti-depressant and slipped through the pall. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to take off her blouse. Her centre fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her oculus fell onto my terrifying conformation. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the head Christ Within but before she could call on around and howler, I had my gloved helping hand strongly cupping her mouth while the early hired hand sank the needle into her neck. The brunette struggled for a fiddling before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

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

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

'' Claire ? '' the blond poked her head out. She immediately saw my lofty signifier and she was only barely capable to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the room and use my eubstance to hale her against the wall. She tried to scratch my face but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the compact material of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and cock up her right at the mineral vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blond 's struggle became torpid and a bit later, her limb fell limply to her sides.

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

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed rental service of process that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to behave cargo and the backside had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girls out from their confinement and laid their dormancy forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the cuff I had placed in there and manacle their hands behind their back and their ankles together. A red ball gag in each of their mouth finalized the apparatus and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to comment the brunet 's perky bosom and dark nipples or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy undergarments. Their body were truly the ok specimens of female gender as far as I had encountered in my 10 long patronage. No cellulite. No birth mark. No scar. The just disappointment was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blonde 's panties. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very racy tattoo that I was pretty sure her daddy did n't know about.

'' You are a really spicy girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the bantam elegant longhand cerebrovascular accident that spelled out 'Insert Meat Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkish looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from porn. My rooster hardened at the indicative heap but I shoved my arousal out of my brain. Now was not the metre. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to act as with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their au naturel eubstance and then climbed into the driver 's stern. I gunned the engine to life and aim into the briny route back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the net when the brunette roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a mates of secondly before her mind snapped to attention. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a stunned stupor to full on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing elbow 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 manner that I use to recognise all new hard worker. `` You should n't move too a good deal. You might ache 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 female child tried to dash away as much as the chasteness allowed only to find her trunk colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no leakage. '' I informed and watched the scare lady friend trembled in fear. Not so yob now huh.

I placed my medal on her smooth tit and kneaded the juicy mountain. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

'' Status then. What about status ? Shares. Stocks. Political position. You name it. '' this daughter knew how to dicker even when terrified. I had to afford her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would take up. Status expect acknowledgment and recognition was not something any crook wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in judgement. '' I said as I gave her nipple a light squeeze.

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

'' I 'm sure you will, darling. '' my hand slid down her trunk, passed her midriff, her savorless stomach, and then the cute triangular brunette George H.W. Bush and finally rested on her quick pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to fill up her peg but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my hand to divagate freely. She trashed her petite skeleton about to unlatch my hand from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her down while my hand continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipples began to grew hard, no doubt aroused by the forcefulness of my approach. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' How do I roll in the hay ? '' I finished the doubt for her. `` Well, someone 's been telling everyone who her dad is. ``

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

'' I do n't retrieve so, hussy. '' I grabbed a handful of her head and pulled her towards me. The chemical chain rattled and the apprehension around her cervix tightened. The blond 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 breather. `` My dad 's going to skin you alive. ``

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

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

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

Jesus. This girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a exigent kettle of fish like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my bridge player on turned into a sob mountain 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 airway once more. As I held her head in place, my other mitt prodded her pussy until two of my fingers slid into her dry snatch. `` You will be sorry talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her pussy. I watched her sass opened as gagging audio escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na make sure your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her puss gripped around my relentless digit while her leg trashed about in vain trying to harbour herself. Eventually, her opening began to muffle, allowing my fingers to move faster and faster.

Once her face turned blue, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my finger out. The blond then groaned like a wounded animal as she writhed and tensed. At maiden I thought she might be having a case of cardiac hitch, which was highly unlikely with her age, until her cunt squirted a shot crank 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 sentience of surprise. God, how foresighted had that been ? Thirty seconds ?

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

'' When will you get wind your moral. '' I made a mock sigh and then yanked her school principal up once more. She made a gagging sound as I abruptly cut off her breathing time. My two fingers found their way back into her wet snatch and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her leg twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body distorted and turned like a treed fox desperate to escape. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy phone of fingers moving in and out of the trap between her wooden leg. When her face turned bluish, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her back. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her batter sex.

'' Ahh ... closure ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her head up again. `` You considerably commence saying please master key. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding finger as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening punishing and fast until it squirted the tertiary and perhaps, from the considerably belittled total, the last sentence. The blonde went hitch 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 stop what ? '' I asked while seizing her pap in a tight pinch.

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

'' dependable girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet spot that had formed around her articulatio coxae. I had n't seen such productive squirter for a very long time and if this bitch was n't rich, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. squirt gun of this magnitude are a rare find and highly sought in the slave market. Squirters ca n't profess to ingest an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to recreate with. Hence the gamey price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and adequate plugs to fill every undivided hole the girlfriend had three times over. I fished around the pile and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The common size most girls have for their fun time in the bedroom.

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

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

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

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

After a spell, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her consistence, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her puss would be really wet and welcoming. I was right when I gave the vibrator a illumination jog and the altogether thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a smashed leaping being released, the young woman jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my handle and fell out of her pussy and onto the bed.

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

I climbed up the bed and straddled the brunette, my ass pinning her rosehip down onto the bed. With one hand, I pressed one of her thigh down, forcing her to give wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's pussy. Her reluctant curtain raising widened and sucked in the vibrating twist. The young woman tensed up but this clock time, she was n't capable 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 neighbor hearing the girls'cries. It was just that their shrieks were really getting on my nerves. I would gag them later on, especially the brunet. But for now, I had to name do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the intense stimulant and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshee. Her thigh tensed so hard I thought she might even get herself a cramp. Cramp could seriously deplumate a muscle fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close up her pussy. The range rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an rich amount of blank to keep working her slit real number hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to keep herself from cumming. Well, not on my watch. I hastened my chance event against the incapacitated cunt and finally, the brunet surrendered to the input and let out a brawny jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

'' Ahhh, please hold on. '' the brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please stop, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her kitty-cat unleash yet another cloudburst of cum out as if to pay back my hard work.

'' Good missy. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an empty basket. I turned back to take care at the two daughter and marveled at my handiwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a doubt. But for now, I would let these two rest a small. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to have dozed off. And I was pretty trusted the brunette 's going to follow soon.

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

Chapter 4

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

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very accented English. `` Have you see these two girls before ? '' he showed me two image. 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 detail as the bar had CCTV.

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine probe. Can I consume your information ? '' the military officer asked.

I gave him all my sham identification. Under simple probe, my indistinguishability was as legit as any other. Only upon acute scrutiny would they know that the identity was fake. But by then, I would sustain been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a touch sensation that this military officer would n't go beyond the mere checkup.

I went up to my elbow room and took a quick shower to lap off the dried elbow grease. The cascade was a easing and part of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated unsportsmanlike slaves and even if I hated these to girl more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's pee. After washing myself off, I called for room service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the elbow room help to come up, I retrieved my laptop from the safety and linked it up to a secret host. A few instant later and the laptop screen displayed the footage of the enshroud camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the splayed form of the two girls on the large king size of it bed. The two were already awake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could shout out all they want and not a single individual would see them. The studio used to be rented by aspirer tilt bands and the entire wall was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would realize how futile it was to scream for assist very soon.

The room service of process came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my clock time to eat the meal since I could n't pass on too promptly as it would be mistrustful. I had to appease at least an hr before I could go. In my personal line of credit of work, one could never be too careful. When the minute 's up, I took off into the market and bought food for the daughter. I did n't bed what they liked but as long as it was n't fried dirt ball, I was pretty sure their athirst belly would n't complain a lot. I even got two dog bowls from the local pet shop, one 's pinko and the former 's illume viridity, which are essential for their punishments.

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

'' Shut up. Anymore sound coming from your back talk and I will thrust something in it. ``

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

I poured the viscous matter into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a kine prod. It was of form tweaked a piddling to concentrate the total of current in the stupor. Leather is n't the like as frail feminine hide. I never liked prejudicial my slaves and I ensured the cows prod 's power was never too gamy. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava helmet and then proceeded removing the female child'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two sets of teary middle, one hazel brownness and one bright blueing, 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 lilliputian alloy prong.

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

The two missy squirmed at the terror. They had sampled just how unsmooth matter could get just a moment ago and obviously did n't want anymore of it. I went to the brunet first. I unclasped the chain to her arrest and then one by one, I released her limbs. I held her tightly by her fragile neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every time you talk without permission, I will appal you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle goad. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her nail hooking. It had a mechanics that required some skills to spread out so no slave could give it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

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

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

'' just fille. Now eat. The garden pink bowl is yours. ``

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

'' You may mouth. '' I informed.

'' Fork and spoonful. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouthpiece. '' I said and could n't avail but smiled at the look of repugnance in the brunet 's face. I went back for the blond and dragged her to the Lapp slur. She was very forthcoming now, as though she variety of realized that talking too much was n't going to save up her cutis anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's face contorted in an worked up dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'section. On the other, she disliked the pain she would get every time she breached the code. It was fun watching the lady friend contemplated while bust stung her eyes.

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

'' Yes. ``

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

'' Why not ? ``

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

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

'' 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 shove it all up into you through the other end. ``

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

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

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

It was slow and deliberate at first of all. But as they began to realize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. small-scale pungency turned into larger ones. I watched their head word bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog trough. I could n't help but to enjoy their cute bottom propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my buttocks and checked the commonwealth of rigourousness 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 typeface, I needed to release the two before the newsworthiness get nothingness of it and made this whole thing public. When it 's public, the constabulary would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police force to obtain me after that.

After one-half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to polish off up the few act of the grub at the sharpness of the bowl. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their cocksucker. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two young lady looked up at me in utter care that it was almost funny. The fact that their faces were covered with grub added to the amusement.

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

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

'' Do n't worry, if you are a good girl, I will make it pleasurable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this prison term. Once I had her pinch unclasped from the chain, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her vertebral column with my body. I wrapped my arms around her pocket-size chassis and carried her to it.

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

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

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

'' That 's three strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the short chain installed to the wooden jury and clasped it onto the blonde 's collar, trapping her head 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 sick fuck ! '' she tried to rip away but the stock kept her organic structure in spot and at a ninety degree bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't desire the enumeration to be too high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her wooden leg. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each ankle to the respective shackle bolted to the solid ground. I took a step back and looked at the setup. The blond was certainly in a very humiliating place where her bare ass was in pure display and her ramification parted considerably for easy access to her pussy. I checked the control again making sure as shooting they were secure and were n't cutting off blood to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the screening. In there, I grabbed a bottle of lubricator, a length of climbing rope and a butthook. The blond 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 pour 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 inaugural thing I did, despite her vehement underground, was installing the ballgag. `` There, much quieter. ''

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

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

I ignored her and go on up the imperativeness. Eventually, her motherfucker yielded and spread out-of-doors for the bulbous tip to enrol. There 's a guttural groan coming from the blonde as I eased the hook shot deeper into her. Once the claw was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rophy around the hook and then inserted the other end of the roofy through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden line of descent. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arc her binding and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a round-eyed knot around the ring to restrain everything in place.

I put some lube on my fingers and then jabbed them into the blond 's shore up cunt. The blond 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 second of harsh fingering. Obviously, the hook shot had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no slave liked being fingered that harshly on their first off day, or the commencement hebdomad for that matter.

I turned to the brunet now. She was already a sobbing lot, no uncertainty, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden neckcloth right beside the blond 's and it was still empty. It does n't admit a sensation to visualise out who 's going to fill in that place.

'' Your turn, whore. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a frightened rat while shaking her psyche. I could n't help oneself but to smile at the realisation of her own frangibility. She truly realized how weak she was and if she had n't, the next hour would solidify that opinion properly.

Hell, I might have been cruel, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the Saami a BDSM enthusiast would pursue. Unknown to these two, however a lot I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept refuge the gamy priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't love scaring the support poop out of them.

'' Either you be a good female child and get yourself into the stock, or I can haul your ass there and then whip till your ass bleed. Your pick, whore. '' I informed.

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

'' commodity miss. ``

I unclasped the chain from her dog collar and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck opening and wrist joint onto the semi-circles and let me locked the stock in place. Then, I went to her ankles 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 minute, I had two beautiful vernal things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and bitch exposed, gagged and helpless, and ready to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a padded 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 fluent leather surface of the boat paddle against her ass impertinence. The blonde squirmed against the control and mewled through the gag.

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

'' Five strikes, slattern. '' I reminded. `` Each smasher earns you five extra spanking. First bang, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five serial smacks onto her bare butt. The nubile flesh jiggled at each operose strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed crashing murder.

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

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

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

'' When will you ever get word my piffling slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a straightaway hunt, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blond and knelt in presence of her. Then, I showed her the subject I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weight attached to it. `` Do you know what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her top dog slowly.

'' I will render you. '' I grabbed her by her go forth pap and clamped the silvery clipping on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other tit. `` Better watch your lip, slovenly woman. Or else the next thing I clip will be your no-good snatch. ``

The blonde blinked in the bust but still did n't not count away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my sorry. But as a trained slaver, doing my pip was not something I would ever go for. It 's too speculative and too damaging to the slaves. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every single moment in breaking this beef 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 blond thought that I would larrup her, I ended up with rubbing the boat paddle on her warm ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted clipping swung back and off pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew bed wetter by the instant. Some females have a tendency to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the promise twenty cam stroke, the blond was squirming in heat. Her pink pussy lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her privileged second joint. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heated sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a footling horny slut. '' I added. It was some kind of mental handling on my office. Being told the same thing over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my aid to the future lady friend. She had been neglected for long sufficiency and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the swollen lips the brunette 's twat, and the beads of foreplay rolling out of her gaping first step, I chuckled in entertainment. It seemed like the anticipation of being spank was enough to get this one all wet and horny.

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

The brunet moaned in what sounded care pleasure and undercoat her ass against my fingers. It seemed picayune brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slaves becoming submissive within the get-go few hours and began to enjoy the training rather than hate it. But still, education should n't be all use and no pain in the ass. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly take on behavior of the slaves and failed to discipline them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty niggling whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the words would jar her off the state of arousal she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunet shook her ass in whatever nail down space afforded by the come-on. Her moans were no retentive derived from foreplay but from irritation.

I pulled my fingers out of her and then administered ten relish onto her adorable one shot ass. I watched her organic structure tensed and relaxed at each skag. rakehell rushed to the hurt arena 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.

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

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

'' Do you desire me to fuck your worthless cunt, fiddling working girl ? '' I asked salaciously while my digit gently prodded the troubled flesh.

The brunet raised her ass slightly as if searching for more stimulation from my finger. I eased the force per unit area off a little, keeping my pinch frustratingly light. She seemed to note my slowness and grunted in annoyance. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the stimulus my oh so teasing finger provided.

'' Do you need me to make your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A scant moan escaped the brunet 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her lip, causing the young lady to yelp. As I sank my finger deeper inside her, she squeaked.

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

I watched her eyes blinked with penury. At the Lapp time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her forefront. The battle that all new slaves had. To dissent and suffer or to surrender and relieved. almost fight always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at start, a few hours of constant tantalization would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her eyes tightly and shook her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so sure if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slue them all the way in. Her legs gave way a picayune, 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 whore can cum on a stranger 's finger's breadth. Are you a whore ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a whore'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slave needed a niggling boost to get them going. Needed a fiddling 'yeah, it 's normal to intromit that'kind of talk.

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

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

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

'' Good female child. '' I rewarded her with a third 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 time 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, sea captain. Please hit this sporting lady cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go entire strength on her pussy. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and outpouring of feminine cum shot out of her stimulated cunt. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her promote cashbox she began to sputter against the hook and bond to seek reprieve. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingerbreadth continued with the assault and before long, her slit surrendered another bountiful dose of cum to me.

'' That 's it, whore. You like that do n't you. '' I patted her tush 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 difficult erecting. I had been waiting for too foresighted and my prick was already aching with the pauperism for dismissal. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to revert 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 loaded kitty-cat. '' I shuddered as the pleasure spread through my body.

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might make heard wrong but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my turncock inside her. almost slaves did. On the for the first time day at least. Hence the simplicity. wellspring, whatever. Like it or not, her kitty-cat was n't going anywhere until I said so.

I pulled my putz out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunet lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to receive the next thrust. strait of wet pulp rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the room. My hip smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my musket ball twitching with the promise of release, I hastened my stride. The stock squeaked at the seams and the chains rattled at the roughness done to the resident while screams of what sounded alike 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 harlot. Fuck my worthless cunt, master. ``

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

With my testis drained, I pulled my cock out of her puss and watched the thick white cum leaked out of her snatch. She was a really serious fuck, I had to say. In fact, her slit might get been the best I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on pills, woman of the street ? '' I asked. The lastly thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a striver. It did n't ca-ca in effect business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this slight naughty slut was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her pussy was as wet, if not, blotto than the slit of the now well fucked brunet. However much I would have sex to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too agreeable with my body. My cock was limp and it would carry about an hour before I could punt her. Still, there 's various miniature in the wooden box that could do the same job.

I went and picked out a dildo as midst as my cock. Grabbing a faecal matter nearby, I positioned myself in front of the blonde 's bare ass. Her inner second joint were glistening with rivulet of her arousal flowing out of her bitch. I tipped the dildo right wing at her opening and shoved it in without any word of advice. The blonde lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciated moan.

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

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

'' shtup you. '' the blonde hissed.

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

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

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

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

'' Oh, I 'm somewhat sure I will. Now, do you want to occur ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her calmly. decent to inch but not enough to take 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 snake pit, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaver. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the haven of salvation. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' full stop asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her tidal bore cunt. The blonde trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every sentence she pulled too grueling against the butthook she would flick back into the default option locating. There 's simply no leak from the thraldom and the sooner she realized that I was not going to finish fucking her cunt, the faster we could run on.

'' Your cunt is leaking like crazy. '' I remarked. The mucky sound of the dildo sliding against her moist physique was a Testament to that.

'' full stop ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evil ! ``

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

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

'' You know how to give up 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 vent, I slowed the movement. The blonde undulated her hips a little, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could facilitate her if she did not beg. I would simply decelerate down enough to compensate for the undue movement.

'' Okay. okey ! I give up. Ugh ! Please stool me cum. ``

'' Try again with Sir Thomas More sincerity. ``

'' Emmmm ... '' she whined. `` Please make me cum sea captain. ``

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

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

'' You want me wee you squirt like a slovenly woman ? ``

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

That was a near enough result and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast enough to drag her pussy backtalk along at every stroke. The strait of wet flesh slapping grew tacky and louder until the blond began squealing in orgasmic joy. The pussy clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a watercourse of transparent liquid onto the base. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

'' full missy. 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 ascendence and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was nothing but an sexual object. A lot of slave went through such a phase and ultimately nigh surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these girls had received the punishment they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like tinker's damn ? '' 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. succeeding time, try not to make off people you do n't know. They might turn out to be your fucking nightmare. And you too. '' I turned to the brunet, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I sustain your daddy 's routine. I need to make a call so they know where to find their drop small female child. ``

Chapter 5

I made a cry to the blonde 's father through an encrypted channel. However the motion-picture show would like you to believe that it takes a minute to crack your location, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the best way to stop the great unwashed from finding where you are.

needle to say, the blonde 's daddy was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too slow and too bad, and I never wanted the money in the number 1 property. I told him that he would know where to get the girls in an hour and told him to get preparation to take in them.

Of course he did n't know about the human activity done to his daughter. He would know soon enough when his little missy confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one 60 minutes I have with the girls to pick them up of any incriminating evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every last drop of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a modest Venus's curse of sedative and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their defenseless form to the van.

I drove a beneficial ten air mile away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. 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 raw form and start raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an invisible advantage point that allowed me to face into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a cry and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten transactions later, three pitch blackness sedan chair pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in lawsuit leapt out. It did n't take long for them to see the girlfriend and then lifted their slumbering anatomy into one of the railway car. The three cars drove off into a distance.

I came down from the advantage compass point, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were Sir Thomas More law surrounding the country. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a dangerous place for illicit business or something and needed the special vigilance. I had no doubtfulness that my action was creditworthy for that. Nevertheless, they would come in and go. And everything would take back to convention real soon.

There was no report of the kidnapping in any media outlet. Apparently, the snatch must sustain been too brief for the news to becharm on. Either that or the little girl'parents had silenced the insistency. I would send my bet on the latter since no parents would want the public to know that their girl had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion one dollar bill ship's company to pull off and social image to uphold.

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

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the commonwealth. It was time to find my next potential striver to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a goodness vocation route but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind order why they should never maintain their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilog

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

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a striver to a successful store broker. The man obviously could let gotten any women he had wanted with the sum of money of money he earned. But he needed to feel the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was Sir Thomas More of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't seem like a person with a psyche of a demon and my slave was sort 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 schedule was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to arrive back to Republic of Honduras, to the very same beach I did my business a year ago and enjoy the peace treaty and calm down the crashing of waving provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this place. In strawman of the bar were two young female child in two-piece. I had to blink in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The brown haired girl was wearing a turquoise two-piece set that did n't do much to incubate her marriageable body. The carrottop on the early helping hand was more modest with her choice of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her Pres Young feminine curved shape.

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

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

'' What did you just squall me ? '' the brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drink away from my bridge player. `` Do you recognize who my pa is ? ``

It seemed alike history always replicate itself ...

-The End-