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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchant. I kidnap women and sell them off as slave. You would possess thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of sick people out there with a lot of money to drop and there 's apparently no shortage of womanhood to be taken to fill the production line.

hard worker trading, or in its more subtle terminology, sex trafficking, is an ignominious professing no topic how you try to wriggle and turn it. You could say that some women deserve to be striver or that some women would live a in force spirit being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuses are, it 's still a fucking horrible matter to do.

With that said, that does n't intend I could n't use a twain of excuses to abridge some of the guilt associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's life. I do need to sleep at night after all. And while about slavers do n't really manage who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential product. No tike. No young professional person. No mothers. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The to the lowest degree I could do is to avoid taking people that may actually help fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of woman that I do not take. rich people brat with loaded daddy whom paid for their designers shoes and diamond encrusted watch. Believe me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slaves more than than every former women I have taken. But the human race is n't fair and money is power. One incorrect move and I could make ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has tie-in with some powerful people in the political welkin. Which will not be a good thing if one 's interestingness is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five star topology hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a product to a respectable client. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar was wired into my multiple anonymous accounts. With more John Cash to drop, I decided to stick around for a few dark as a reward for my own strong oeuvre. There 's really no point doing something so bad and no grant yourself to delight life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quick variety into casual wear, I went to the beach to revel the sun and flatus. I found a shack by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many high seats. I ordered a Gin and soda from the mixologist and sipped the assuredness liquidity as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a span of bikini clad girls. Judging from their emphasis, I would place my bet on the United Kingdom. One had a foresighted blond hair's-breadth and the other was a brunet with a hob cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a fille is precious unless I really think of it. My eyes quickly fell to their luxurious white meat that the skimpy fabric had a gruelling time to bear. My eyes went further down to their categorical tummy, their round goat, then the smooth long leg and finally what seemed to be really expensive brake shoe. I did n't missed out the classy bangle and platinum necklaces that adorned the fille too.

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

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

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my pipeline of study, believe me. And I could n't really fault them. Danton True Young char preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body sort of melted off into a less delineate muckle of heftiness and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't serve too. Still, I could probably hale these two over my shoulder joint and gave them both a concentrated spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' Stop putting yourselves on exhibit then, gripe. '' I countered.

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

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

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my drink. That was when spunky blonde here slapped it out of my grasp. The quartz tumbler fell off the board and tumbled down the slope before resting on a sight of sand. The subject of it spilled out along the way.

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

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

The brunet came to the blond 's side apparently to designate lesson 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 brunet announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were holy terror with rich daddies that I detest. From the scent of alcohol in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a good deal for her own good. Nothing makes unseasoned charwoman like them the prosperous target for slave dealer like me than drinking too much in a country like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few striver taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock sense of humor. Of course of study I knew Pymex. It 's the big pharmaceutical tummy in EC and practically the largest supplier of checkup products to customers such as the NHS.

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

'' Yeah. Her dad has so a great deal money, he so can charter someone to fucking kill you. '' the brunette hissed.

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde spat on my face. She had the temerity to actually spat on my typeface ! I felt a flush of anger rushed into my aspect. My fist tightened into a hard lump, cook to be swung across the squawk'face.

'' What ? You wan na hit me ? Is that it ? '' the blonde goaded further with a slap across my face. `` ejaculate 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 violence towards women, 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 ramp simmer down and wiped off the bickering with a serviette from the bar. The tumbler pigeon of Gin and quinine water the bartender had just delivered helped a little to speed up my recovery as I downed the altogether matter. I then dropped a distich of tenner 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 leg. '' I heard the brunette called out and then the two burst into giggling laughs.

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a oasis for felon activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the proper Mary Leontyne Price. With the exclusion of nuclear warhead and biological weapon system, the extensive selection of weapon were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tank if one so care to. I on the other hand bought myself a in high spirits performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuff and some meek sedatives, which would show to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio in an unremarkable part of town and hired the usual workmen that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a damage, to supply the otherwise barren lot. A distich of minute later, there 's a large bed with metallic element post and concatenation on each corner, two medieval wooden stocks, a modified Spanish donkey, a duad of specially designed hot seat with a turgid hole on the butt where the backside would fall into, and respective early implements designed to keep its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a delivery truck came to deliver a horde of sex plaything, whips, canes and torturing devices and when I came back after lunch, the stallion lot now looked like a fanatical 's BDSM chamber.

The solitary missing things then were the two bitchy English young woman. They were the only thing I did n't take anyone to acquire. number one, their daddies were too rich to risk hiring outside help. No cloak-and-dagger can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty piece of work myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully ignorant and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to take. But I guess their daddy were n't stupid enough to let their preciously little cherubic cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two daughter to a tourist center. Behind them were three security particular tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously professional and I had a touch sensation that even those two nut header did n't know they were being checked on by their pappa. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute hind end too.

I had studied the layout of the holidaymaker center down to the figure of toilet facility it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden pathway ; a bequest of the old decrepit structure before the overhaul a few years back. Something that I doubted the security point knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the girlfriend entered a clothes memory, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still fresh in my head, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a doubt 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 temporary housing for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the spinal column of the high end store. This place obvious had security camera but like well-nigh of Honduras, most of them were just for show. As long as I kept my head down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever grainy image, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two fille each entered a test elbow room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of forty holding the garments the girls were going to try. Hidden at the corner, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were engaged handling the customer at the front of the shop, leaving the spinal column relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my picket for two proceedings, and then lunged into the tryout area.

The salewoman did n't even know what hit her as I applied the taser onto her vertebral column. She jerked a minuscule before going limped entirely onto my blazon. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the base. The whole affair happened so quietly, the two unsuspecting prey were still yapping about the XII ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would provide blanket for my identity should the police force 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 curtain. In forepart of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to take aim off her blouse. Her eye fleeted to the boastfully mirror in front of her, where her eyes fell onto my terrifying anatomy. Her heart widened like a doe caught in the nous twinkle but before she could turn around and scream, I had my gloved paw strongly cupping her rima oris while the other handwriting sank the phonograph needle into her cervix. The brunette struggled for a little before the drug kicked in and she went limp.

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

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her read/write head out. She immediately saw my lofty material body and she was only barely able to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my medallion. I pushed her into the room and use my body to hale her against the rampart. She tried to come up my grimace but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick fabric of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and prick her right at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became sluggish and a moment later, her subdivision fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder, 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 spot I hid the duffel bag and travelling bag. I placed the brunette into the duffel bag and the blonde in the traveling bag. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my pocket and then turned my cap inside out. Then, I headed my festal way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in time, the alarm on my wristwatch announced the end of the two moment timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed rental service that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to carry freight and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the girlfriend out from their confinement and laid their sleeping forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the cuff I had placed in there and cuffed their hands behind their backbone and their articulatio talocruralis together. A red ball gag in each of their oral fissure finalized the setup and they were make to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't give out to notice the brunette 's perky breasts and dark nipples or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy undergarment. Their bodies were truly the finest specimens of female gender as far as I had encountered in my decade long trade. No cellulite. No birth mark. No scar. The only if disappointment was the flyspeck tattoo peeking out from the blond 's pantie. I peeled the scanty away and revealed a very naughty tattoo that I was pretty sure her dada did n't know about.

'' You are a really risque young lady, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the flyspeck elegant cursive strokes that spelled out 'Insert nitty-gritty Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking cunt I 'd ever seen aside from pornography. My rooster hardened at the suggestive muckle but I shoved my foreplay out of my thinker. Now was not the time. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of sentence to play with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked consistency and then climbed into the driver 's ass. I gunned the engine to sprightliness and drove into the chief road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

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

'' hullo there. '' I greeted in a manner that I use to recognise all new slaves. `` You should n't locomote too much. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to face up me. I stood up and walked to her. The floor was covered with wooden panel and each footstep the bounder of my skid clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to scoot away as lots as the restraints allowed only to find her consistence colliding with her blonde friend's.

'' There 's no escapism. '' I informed and watched the dash girlfriend trembled in fear. Not so problematical now huh.

I placed my thenar on her unruffled breast and kneaded the voluptuous spate. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

'' Status then. What about status ? parcel. Stocks. Political post. You name it. '' this girl knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to give her that. But it was a stupe fling nonetheless, an pass only idiots would deal up. status demand realisation and identification was not something any malefactor wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in idea. '' I said as I gave her teat a light squeeze.

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

'' I 'm sure you will, darling. '' my deal slid down her body, passed her midriff, her flat venter, and then the cute triangular brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to shut down her legs but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my script to wander freely. She trashed her diminutive frame about to unlatch my script from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her down while my deal continued to rub along her helpless sex. As I did so, I noticed her tit began to grew hard, no doubtfulness aroused by the forcefulness of my overture. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

'' Hmm. Looks like your booster has awaken. '' I told the brunet and watched the blond paled as she realized the predicament she 's in.

'' What the screwing ? '' she screamed. `` What is this ? Claire ! Where are you ? ``

'' Claire is beside you. '' I informed and pinched the brunette clit until she yelped.

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

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

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

'' How do I know ? '' I finished the question for her. `` fountainhead, someone 's been telling everyone who her pop 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 think so, trollop. '' I grabbed a fistful of her foreland and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the collar around her neck tightened. The blonde began to turn Patrick Victor Martindale 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 intimation. `` My dad 's going to shin you alive. ``

'' Well, if only your daddy can find me. Slut. '' I reminded and splayed my fingerbreadth 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 sass. I was pretty sure she knew why I had touched there. `` Daddy is so not going to be gallant with his little young lady having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus. This young lady really was something. I would take in thought she would be a crying mess like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my workforce on turned into a sob hatful within the first-class honours degree few hour of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. Time to ill-use up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her chief in place, my other hand prodded her pussy until two of my finger's breadth slid into her dry snatch. `` You will be no-good talking to me like that, trollop. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her pussy. I watched her backtalk opened as gagging sound escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na make sure your cunt 's very sore, slut. '' I felt her pussy gripped around my relentless fingers while her legs 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 depressed, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my finger out. The blonde then groaned like a maimed fauna as she writhed and tensed. At 1st I thought she might be having a case of cardiac arrest, which was highly unconvincing with her age, until her cunt squirted a shot glass 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 ? 30 seconds ?

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

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

Her wooden leg twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body bend and turned like a snare fox desperate to miss. The string rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy phone of finger's breadth moving in and out of the jam between her pegleg. When her expression turned downhearted, I let her go again and watched the blond arched her back. A second dose of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

'' Ahh ... plosive consonant ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her point up again. `` You better start saying please maestro. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of fingerbreadth fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding fingers as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening move hard and fast until it squirted the third gear and perhaps, from the considerably smaller amount, the last time. The blonde went hobble and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please hold on what ? '' I asked while seizing her nipple in a miserly pinch.

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

'' Good girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet spot that had formed around her hip. I had n't seen such productive squirter for a very long time and if this bitch was n't rich, I would betray her off to the highest bidder. squirter of this magnitude are a rare discovery and highly sought in the slave food market. Squirters ca n't dissemble to have an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to flirt with. Hence the higher price.

'' You are quite the squirter, are n't you. Let 's see if your friend here can squeeze out as often as you do. ``

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and enough stopper to fill every single fix the girls had three times over. I fished around the heap and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the sizing of a Wii control. The rough-cut sizing most girl 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 assist but to smile at her calling me master. `` Nice try, sporting lady. But no. You are getting an sexual climax now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea dead by covering her back talk with my deal. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the elbow room. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her pussy backtalk. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibration but I made certain the tip check where I wanted it to be. The brunet mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a sensitive spot.

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

After a while, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her organic structure, I knew she 's pretty a good deal aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was redress when I gave the vibrator a light nudge and the whole thing sank right into her slit. As if like a loaded leap being released, the miss jerked her hip joint away. The vibrator came loose from my grip 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 brunet, my ass pinning her pelvis down onto the bed. With one handwriting, I pressed one of her thigh John L. H. Down, forcing her to open wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunet 's pussy. Her reluctant porta widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The girl tensed up but this meter, 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 neighbor hearing the girls'cries. It was just that their shrieks were really getting on my nervus. I would gag them later on, especially the brunette. But for now, I had to make do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the vivid stimulation and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshie. Her second joint tensed so backbreaking I thought she might even get herself a cramp. cramp iron could seriously pull a brawniness vulcanized fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to fill up her pussy. The Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an plentiful amount of blank to go on working her kitty-cat real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to observe herself from cumming. fountainhead, not on my lookout. I hastened my strokes against the lost pussy and finally, the brunet surrendered to the foreplay and let out a powerful jet of girly cum. It was n't as lots as the blond, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

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

'' Please kibosh what ? ``

'' Please discontinue, superior. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussy let loose yet another torrent of cum out as if to reward my hard work.

'' Good fille. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an empty-bellied basketball hoop. I turned back to look 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 slight. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to possess dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunette 's going to follow soon.

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

Chapter 4

I went back to the hotel. I needed to demo the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for long point of clock time. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the eyes of any potential researcher. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the hall of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the elevator, one military officer came up to me.

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a routine investigation. Can I hold your information ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my fake recognition. Under childlike investigation, my personal identity was as legit as any other. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was fake. But by then, I would sustain been in another rural area or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this police officer would n't go beyond the simpleton checkup.

I went up to my room and took a quick rain shower to lave off the dry out sweat. The exhibitioner was a backup man and section of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated dirty striver and even if I hated these to fille more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's water. After washing myself off, I called for elbow room serving and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the elbow room service to amount, I retrieved my laptop from the safe and linked it up to a private server. A few present moment later and the laptop screen displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the roof of the lot. From this slant, I could see the luxate form of the two girls on the large Billie Jean Moffitt King size of it bed. The two were already awake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could scream all they want and not a single person would hear them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock 'n' roll set and the entire wall was fitted with soundproof mat. The two would realize how futile it was to shout out for help very soon.

The room service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my time to eat the repast since I could n't lead too immediate as it would be leery. I had to stick at least an hour before I could go. In my line of body of work, one could never be too careful. When the 60 minutes 's up, I took off into the food market and bought food for the girls. I did n't know what they liked but as long as it was n't fried insect, I was pretty sure their hungry stomach would n't complain much. I even got two dog bowls from the local anesthetic pet workshop, one 's garden pink and the former 's wanton honey oil, which are necessary for their punishments.

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

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

That shut them up immediately. I went to machinate their food, which were some sort of porridge with meatballs in them. It was n't in anyway vile but to these two, who dined all their lives with chateau wine-coloured 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 cattle spurring. It was of trend tweaked a little to thin out the amount of current in the seismic disturbance. Leather is n't the same as delicate feminine skin. I never liked prejudicious my slaves and I ensured the Bos taurus prod 's great power was never too in high spirits. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava helmet and then proceeded removing the female child'blindfolds. The brightly light blinded them temporarily while their eye adjusted. Soon, the two lot of teary middle, one hazel tree brown and one bright bluing, fell on me. I waved the oxen prod in front of them and then triggered the tool. A twinkle sizzled between the two tiny metal prong.

'' I 'm going to loosen 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 realize sure that you wish you were n't born a female. ``

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

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

'' Every time you talk without license, I will shock you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cows urging. She limply went to the smirch where I had laid the dog stadium. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her pick up hook. It had a mechanics that required some science to spread out so no striver could spread it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

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

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

'' right girl. Now eat. The pink stadium is yours. ``

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

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' branching and spoon. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoonful. Use your mouth and only your backtalk. '' I said and could n't serve but smiled at the look of repugnance in the brunette 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same spot. She was very coming now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to save her hide anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

'' But we- '' the blonde rung and received a blow from the prod.

'' Ask for license before you speak. ``

The blonde 's case contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the other, she disliked the pain she would receive every time she breached the computer code. It was fun watching the girl contemplated while snag 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 know ? ``

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

'' Well, I tell you what. This solid food is going inside you one way or another. If you do n't eat it, or ca n't finish it, I will thrust 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 high luck of causing unwanted bowel contagion. Still, as the saying goes, they did n't need to know.

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

It was behind and deliberate at first. But as they began to realize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. Small bites turned into declamatory ones. I watched their header bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't assist but to savor their cute butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my seat and checked the state of severity of the search. So far none of the news outlet had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be long though. Whatever the case, I needed to release the two before the news program get farting of it and made this whole affair public. When it 's public, the police would be forced to look for harder. It would n't be long for the law to find me after that.

After half and hour or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their undecomposed to polish off up the few turn of the eats at the sharpness of the sports stadium. No doubtfulness 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 trough away. The two girls looked up at me in verbalise fright that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with grub added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be able-bodied to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to stuff them in your asshole. '' I informed and saw the two miss visibly relaxed. `` Now, prison term for your training. ``

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

'' Do n't worry, if you are a skilful female child, I will make it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this clip. Once I had her dog collar unclasped from the strand, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her book binding with my body. I wrapped my branch around her small frame and carried her to it.

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

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

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

'' That 's three strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the short concatenation installed to the wooden panel and clasped it onto the blonde 's taking into custody, trapping her pass at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other one-half of the stock over the top and locked the blonde in place.

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

'' That 's four now, hussy. You really do n't require the count to be too senior high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each articulatio talocruralis to the several trammel bolted to the land. I took a pace back and looked at the apparatus. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating office where her bare ass was in finish display and her pegleg parted considerably for easy memory access to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making sure enough they were secure and were n't cutting off rip to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the screening. In there, I grabbed a nursing bottle of lube, a length of climbing rope and a butthook. The blond turned wide-eye staring at the hooey that I was bringing to her.

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

'' That 's five, jade. ``

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

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

The blonde 's heart were bloodshot with both wrath and desperation. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lubricating substance onto the bulbous tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my finger's breadth. Then, I hooked my arm around her stomach and held her still. Once I had a business firm detention on her, I eased the butthook right into her tight asshole.

'' Emmmmmpphhhh ... '' the blonde cried a softened protest.

I ignored her and celebrate up the air pressure. Eventually, her shit yielded and spread undefendable for the bulbous tip to enroll. There 's a guttural groan coming from the blonde as I eased the hooking deeper into her. Once the draw was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rophy around the hook and then inserted the other end of the rophy through a tiny ring installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt fringe benefit up. Satisfied with the taut of the forget me drug, I finally tied a mere knot around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lube on my finger's breadth and then jabbed them into the blonde 's propped cunt. The blond cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her firmly. Her ass had remained still the full minute of coarse fingering. Obviously, the hook had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no slave liked being fingered that harshly on their initiatory day, or the low week for that matter.

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

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

nether region, I might suffer been cruel, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the like a BDSM enthusiast would act on. Unknown to these two, however a lot I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept safety the highest priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't savour scaring the life shite out of them.

'' Either you be a respectable little girl and get yourself into the neckcloth, or I can hale your ass there and then worst till your ass bleed. Your option, sporting lady. '' I informed.

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

'' Good girlfriend. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me shut up the neckcloth in place. Then, I went to her ankle and secured them to the soil as I had done with the blonde 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and roach from the wooden box. Within a minute, I had two beautiful offspring things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and bitch exposed, gagged and lost, and make to be trained.

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

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

'' Five strikes, fornicatress. '' I reminded. `` Each bang earns you five extra spanking. first base strike, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare butt. The nubile physique jiggled at each hard strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed all-fired murder.

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

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

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

'' When will you ever ascertain my little trollop. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a quick lookup, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in front end of her. Then, I showed her the mental object I had in my bridge player. They were to silvery cartridge holder with weight unit attached to it. `` Do you know what they are for ? ``

The blonde swallowed nervously and agitate her nous slowly.

'' I will render you. '' I grabbed her by her lead pap and clamped the silvery magazine on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other nipple. `` Better look out your rima oris, slut. Or else the future matter I clip will be your sorry cunt. ``

The blonde blinked in the teardrop but still did n't not wait away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my forged. But as a trained slaver, doing my uncollectible was not something I would ever go for. It 's too speculative and too damaging to the slave. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every single moment in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blonde. Each solidus began to be more erratic and unpredictable than before. When the blonde thought that I would spank her, I ended up with rubbing the paddle on her warm ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the burden cartridge holder swung back and forward pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her consistency responded as she slowly grew surfactant by the arcsecond. Some female person 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 anticipate twenty strokes, the blond was squirming in hotness. Her knock kitty-cat sassing were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her inner thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heated sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a short horny slovenly woman. '' I added. It was some kind of mental manipulation on my parting. existence told the same affair over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my care to the next missy. She had been neglected for long enough and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the well up lips the brunette 's pussy, and the drop of arousal rolling out of her gaping opening, I chuckled in amusement. It seemed like the prediction 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 fingerbreadth into the wet hole.

The brunette moaned in what sounded wish delight and land her ass against my finger. It seemed slight brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen slaves becoming submissive within the first few hours and began to revel the grooming rather than hate it. But still, preparation should n't be all enjoyment and no bother. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly consent doings of the striver and failed to groom them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dingy little cocotte ? '' I mocked, hoping that the speech 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 claw. Her moan were no tenacious derived from foreplay but from irritation.

I pulled my finger's breadth out of her and then administered ten flavor onto her lovely unit of ammunition ass. I watched her body tensed and relaxed at each nip. Blood rushed to the hurt arena and her ass turned red and patched. Evidently, she went back into the state of arousal that had once possessed her. Her slit was practically drooling with need.

'' Look at your worthless snatch, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingers along the wet scissure. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm trusted 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 want me to have a go at it your worthless cunt, little fancy woman ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger's breadth gently prodded the troubled flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for to a greater extent stimulation from my finger. I eased the pressure level off a fiddling, keeping my touch frustratingly luminosity. She seemed to notice my weighing and grunted in botheration. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the arousal my oh so teasing fingerbreadth provided.

'' Do you desire me to make your slutty pussy cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle into her. A illume groan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the missy 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 proud of myself to see the young woman who once thought she could walk all over me now found herself in the wand of begging me for relief.

I watched her center blinked with needs. At the Saami clock time, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her principal. The engagement that all new hard worker had. To resist and stomach or to surrender and relieved. Most engagement always ended up with the hard worker giving in and even if the slave did n't at first, a few minute of constant teasing would convert 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 finger out only to slither them all the way in. Her leg gave way a little, the hook pulled against her cocksucker, and she quickly straightened back up. poor little sweet cake had no where to go but to brave out my teasing.

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

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

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

'' Only a prostitute can cum on a unknown 's fingers. Are you a cyprian ? '' I teased further.

She said no but her ass kept grinding on my fingerbreadth. Her kitty-cat clenched relentlessly around my finger's breadth, 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 striver needed a little encouragement to get them going. Needed a little 'yeah, it 's pattern to hold that'kind of talk.

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

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

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

'' thoroughly young woman. '' I rewarded her with a third fingerbreadth. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A short secrecy later and the brunette began repeating the words as if her life depended on it. Every clock time she said it, I would be active the finger's breadth faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

'' Please make water my worthless pussycat cum, captain. delight make this bawd cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full forcefulness on her pussy. She let out a croaky moan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her shake slit. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her further till she began to contend against the sweetener and bond to look for reprieve. The chasteness kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another openhanded Lucy in the sky with diamonds of cum to me.

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

I unbuckled my drawers and pulled out my hard erection. I had been waiting for too long and my cock was already aching with the need for release. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to rejoin the favor. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The warm up welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

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

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might give birth heard ill-timed but it did sound like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my cock inside her. Most hard worker did. On the first day at least. Hence the control. wellspring, whatever. Like it or not, her pussy was n't going anywhere until I said so.

I pulled my putz out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunette lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to receive the succeeding thrust. auditory sensation of wet flesh rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the room. My pelvic arch smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my ballock twitching with the promise of release, I hastened my pace. The stock squeaked at the seams and the chains rattled at the indentation done to the occupier while riot of what sounded comparable pure ecstasy echoed in the room.

'' You like that do n't you ? You like being fucked like a lady of pleasure. '' I growled as I approached my release.

'' Yes. Ahh ... I 'm your whore. Fuck my worthless pussy, skipper. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit cd on the powder room and I felt my balls clenched. The floodgate fell capable. A surge of cum rose through my grueling throbbing flesh and roofy after roach of my potent seeds filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my stopcock, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the young lady squeal as we both hit our flood tide hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my dick out of her cunt and watched the chummy Theodore Harold White cum leaked out of her catch. She was a really effective fuck, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might sustain been the full I had fucked. And to my surprise, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't like 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 matter I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a slave. It did n't make honest business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' undecomposed female child. '' I gave her ass a little pat and turned to the now neglected blonde.

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

I went and picked out a dildo as thick as my shaft. Grabbing a BM nearby, I positioned myself in front man of the blonde 's unsheathed ass. Her inner thighs were glistening with run of her arousal flowing out of her puss. I tipped the dildo rightfulness at her possibility and shoved it in without any warning. The blond lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciated moan.

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

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

'' ass you. '' the blond 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 form of relief for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm pretty sure I will. Now, do you need to come ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. decent to butt against but not enough to make her cum.

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what Inferno really was. I doubt they did n't even see they were in heaven throughout their sheltered life history. And if they thought this was hellhole, wait trough they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaveholder. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the haven of salvation. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' Stop asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her aegir bitch. The blond trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every clock time she pulled too heavy against the butthook she would snatch up back into the default position. There 's simply no dodging from the bondage and the sooner she realized that I was not going to stop over fucking her cunt, the faster we could actuate on.

'' Your twat is leaking like crazy. '' I remarked. The squashy auditory sensation of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a testament to that.

'' occlusive ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evil ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the verge of tone ending, I slowed the movement. The blonde undulated her hips a fiddling, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could help her if she did not beg. I would simply slow up down enough to compensate for the unwarranted movement.

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

'' Try again with to a greater extent sincerity. ``

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

'' You want me to Ezra Loomis Pound this puss till it squirt. ``

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

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

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

That was a near enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast enough to drag on her pussy lip along at every stroking. The sound of wet figure slapping grew louder and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delight. The bitch clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquidness onto the floor. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

'' near miss. 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 horse sense of ascendancy and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was nothing but an sexual object. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately virtually surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my stage and these girls had received the penalisation they so deserved.

'' How is it being treated like doodly-squat ? '' I grabbed the blonde by her nerve and held her eyes to mine.

The blond only sobbed and cried harder.

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

'' Now, can I make your dada 's number. I need to take a call so they know where to find their miss little girls. ``

Chapter 5

I made a margin call to the blond 's Church Father through an encrypted duct. However the flick would like you to believe that it takes a mo to crack your positioning, current engineering can do it in a few microseconds. encryption is always the best way to halt people from finding where you are.

acerate leaf 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 was too slow and too bad, and I never wanted the money in the first lieu. I told him that he would have intercourse where to get the girls in an hour and told him to make training to welcome them.

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

I used the remaining one hour I have with the young lady to clean them up of any impeach evidence. That included douching out the brunet and get every last drop of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a mild dose of tranquilising and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their au naturel anatomy to the van.

I drove a secure ten air mile away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the young woman out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a mantle. I would n't want anyone to stumble across their naked pattern and commence raping them. They had received their penalization and that was the end of it. Once I was sure enough that they were safe, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage point that allowed me to seem into the alleyway.

I gave the blond 's dad a call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten minutes later, three contraband saloon pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in suit leapt out. It did n't film longsighted for them to witness the daughter and then lifted their slumbering material body into one of the cars. The three car drove off into a distance.

I came down from the vantage dot, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were more law surrounding the area. 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 extra alertness. I had no doubt that my natural process was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would pass to pattern genuine soon.

There was no account of the kidnapping in any mass medium outlet. Apparently, the snatch must induce been too brief for the news to catch on. Either that or the little girl'parents had silenced the press. I would aim my bet on the latter since no parents would need the public to know that their daughter had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion one dollar bill fellowship to manage and mixer image to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a group of professionals to rid off any pattern of evidence that would conduce the research worker back to me. Not that there was very much investigation going on anyways. Still, one could never be too deliberate. The lewd piece of furniture were dismantled and were taken into storage together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the United States Department of State. It was clip to find my adjacent potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good career path but sometimes, somebody has to do the dirty job to remind company why they should never go along their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

Epilogue

I was sipping a Gin and Tonic at the very same bar by the beach. The bartender was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and tonic water was quite the appreciation to behold coming from this diminutive shack.

Just around an 60 minutes ago, I had sold a slave to a successful origin broker. The man obviously could feature gotten any women he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to feel the excitement derived from the buying of a slave. It was n't so much about the money or the woman, it was more of the act of buying a break one's back itself. At least he did n't seem like a person with a individual of a demon and my striver was form of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any striver to take, and my previous dealing had paid me a rather good-looking payroll check, my agenda was cleared for the coming few workweek. I had decided to total back to Honduras, to the very same beach I did my business a year ago and relish the serenity and tranquilize the crashing of undulation provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that muteness, invoking some stark storage I had of this topographic point. In front of the bar were two young young woman in bikinis. I had to blink in skepticism, wondering if I just had a bad vitrine of de javu. The brown haired girl was wearing a turquoise two-piece set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The carrottop on the early mitt was more modest with her selection of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her young feminine curves.

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

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

'' What did you just holler me ? '' the John Brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drunkenness away from my hand. `` Do you know who my dada is ? ``

It seemed like history always recapitulate itself ...

-The End-