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Chapter 1

I 'm a striver merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as slave. You would have 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 pass and there 's apparently no shortfall of women to be taken to replete the product line.

Slave trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an disgraceful professing no subject how you try to squirm and turn over it. You could say that some cleaning lady deserve to be slaves or that some fair sex would live a better life sentence being a hard worker to a millionaire. Whatever the alibi are, it 's still a fucking horrible thing to do.

With that said, that does n't mean I could n't use a couple of excuses to reduce some of the guilt associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's biography. I do need to slumber at night after all. And while nigh slave trader do n't really worry who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential product. No children. No young pro. No mothers. The world is already too fucked up as it is. The least I could do is to nullify taking people that may actually help fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of women that I do not engage. rich brat with loaded papa whom paid for their room decorator shoes and rhombus encrusted scout. Believe me, these bitches deserved to be turned into slave to a greater extent than every other cleaning woman I have taken. But the world is n't fair and money is power. One wrong move and I could induce ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some powerful citizenry in the political celestial sphere. Which will not be a commodity matter if one 's interest is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five star hotel at Republic of Honduras. I had just finished delivering a product to a sizable client. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar mark was wired into my multiple anonymous accounts. With to a greater extent cash to spend, I decided to stay for a few nights as a reward for my own punishing work. There 's really no tip doing something so risky and no allow yourself to enjoy life story a little.

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

That was when the diminutive peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a duad of Bikini clothed young lady. Judging from their accent, I would place my bet on the United realm. One had a tenacious blond hairsbreadth and the former was a brunette with a pixie cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a girl is cute unless I really think it. My eyes quickly fell to their sybaritic breasts that the skimpy cloth had a voiceless time to stop. My oculus went further down to their flat breadbasket, their round butts, then the smooth foresightful legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bracelet and atomic number 78 necklaces that adorned the missy too.

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

'' What a creeping. '' the brunette said.

I raised my glass at them and proceeded drinking the cooling liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my line of work, believe me. And I could n't really blame them. Whitney Young charwoman preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured body form of melted off into a less defined mass of muscleman and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably hale these two over my shoulders and gave them both a firmly spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' diaphragm putting yourselves on display then, beef. '' I countered.

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

'' What did you just name me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a hint of alcohol from her breathing space. short sugariness bar here had obviously been drinking too often booze for her own sake.

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my drink. That was when feisty blonde here slapped it out of my reach. The quartz tumbler fell off the table and tumbled down the slope before resting on a mickle of moxie. The content of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you eff who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a endanger voice.

'' Who ? The queen of England ? '' I gave a mock reaction before gesturing at the mixologist for another Gin and Tonic.

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

'' Her dad 's the president of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were bratwurst with ample daddy that I detest. From the scent of alcohol in her hint, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a great deal for her own good. nada makes untested fair sex like them the easiest target for slavers like me than drinking too much in a country like Republic of Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few hard worker taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a bite ? '' I asked with a mock sense of wittiness. Of course I knew Pymex. It 's the gravid pharmaceutic tummy in EEC and practically the largest supplier of medical products to customers such as the NHS.

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

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

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

'' What did you say ? Fucking old perv. '' the blonde fuss on my face. She had the audaciousness to actually spat on my font ! I felt a kick of anger rushed into my face. My fists tightened into a hard ball, set to be swung across the bitch'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 Ball if you do. ``

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

I knew in the loose, any ferocity towards char, no topic how justified it was, was always wrong. That 's how society sees it and I would lose no issue what. So, I simply let my ramp simmer down and wiped off the fuss with a napkin from the bar. The roller of Gin and Tonic the bartender had just delivered helped a little to quicken my convalescence as I downed the whole thing. I then dropped a couple of ten-spot on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their foolishness soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a haven for criminal activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the correctly price. With the exception of nukes and biological weapon, 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 hand bought myself a high performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some modest sedatives, which would establish to be really Handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio apartment in an unremarkable part of Ithiel Town and hired the usual workman that I had worked with before, that would keep their mouth shut for a price, to furnish the otherwise barren lot. A couple of hours later, there 's a heavy bed with metal station and concatenation on each corner, two chivalric wooden caudex, a qualify Spanish donkey, a pair of specially designed chairs with a large hole on the seat where the arse would settle into, and various other implements designed to keep its drug user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a bringing truck came to deliver a horde of sex toy dog, whips, canes and torture devices and when I came back after dejeuner, the entire lot now looked like a overzealous 's BDSM chamber.

The only missing things then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the simply affair I did n't hire anyone to acquire. number 1, their daddies were too rich to run a risk hiring remote help. No secret can be kept when money is on the table. So, I had decided to do the dirty employment myself. Which was n't all that difficult considering how blissfully ignorant and retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their torso for hoi polloi like me to pack. But I guess their daddies were n't stupid enough to let their precious footling angelic bar go Republic of Honduras without security.

I followed the two little girl to a tourist center. Behind them were three security measure details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to note them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a feeling that even those two nut straits did n't jazz they were being checked on by their papa. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute fundament too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist center down to the number of wash room it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and concealed nerve tract ; a legacy of the old decrepit social structure 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 young lady entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center still fresh in my headway, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a doubtfulness head me to my preys. With me was a large suit case as well as a high-performance duffle bag bag that would soon to be the temporary caparison for the two girls.

I finally found the spot I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the in high spirits end shop. This place obvious had security camera but like about 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 images, if any, that the constabulary would find.

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

The salewoman did n't even know what hit her as I applied the taser onto her backrest. She jerked a niggling before going limped entirely onto my blazon. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the flooring. The unanimous affair happened so quietly, the two unsuspicious prey were still yapping about the dozen ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was corking as it would provide cover version for my identity should the police come looking them, since anyone could have been the one that had taken them.

I pulled out a syringe containing a battery-acid of anti-depressant and slipped through the curtain. In front of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to take off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the boastfully mirror in front of her, where her middle fell onto my terrifying form. Her eyes widened like a doe caught in the head luminousness but before she could turn around and scream, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her mouth while the early hand sank the needle into her neck. 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 brunette has a name. I smirked and went out to the other room.

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her head out. She immediately saw my towering form and she was only barely able to let out a squeak before I silenced her with my palm tree. I pushed her into the room and use my body to ram her against the wall. She tried to grave my nerve but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the midst material of my balaclava. I took out the other syringe and prick her rightfulness at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blond 's struggle became torpid and a moment later, her implements of war fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder, took her out and went back to for the brunette. She was exactly where I had left her. I picked her up and hauled her out of there and quickly moved to where I had come from. I went to the office I hid the duffel bag and grip. I placed the brunette into the duffel bag bag and the blonde in the suitcase. Once I had sure that no one was around, I took off my balaclava, stuffed it into my pouch 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 system on my wristwatch announced the end of the two minute timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unlicensed rental service of process that could not be traced. The backrest had been retrofitted to transmit cargo and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a mates of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the little girl out from their labour and laid their sleeping shape on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuff I had placed in there and cuffed their paw behind their vertebral column and their ankles together. A red ball gag in each of their sassing finalized the setup and they were cook to be transported to the BDSM bedroom I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to observe the brunette 's buoyant chest and sinister nipples or the fact that the blond was only wearing her lacy undergarments. Their torso were truly the finest specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my ten long trade. No cellulite. No birth score. No cicatrice. The only disappointment was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blonde 's panties. I peeled the scanty away and revealed a very naughty tattoo that I was pretty certainly her daddy did n't know about.

'' You are a really juicy missy, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the midget elegant running hand strokes that spelled out 'Insert sum Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what come along to be the pinkish looking bitch I 'd ever seen aside from porno. My cock hardened at the suggestive flock but I shoved my arousal out of my judgement. 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 body and then climbed into the device driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to life sentence and drove into the independent road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the net when the brunette roused from her slumber. She shifted lazily for a duad of second before her head 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 entertainment as the lady friend turned from a foggy semiconsciousness to full on alert, as if she remembered the matter that had happened at the dressing way. 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 recognize all new hard worker. `` You should n't move too lots. You might hurt yourself. ``

She went pale as she slowly turned to present me. I stood up and walked to her. The level was covered with wooden board and each stride the heel of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to scoot away as practically as the chasteness allowed only to see her body colliding with her blonde friend's.

'' There 's no escapism. '' I informed and watched the scared girl trembled in fear. Not so strong-armer now huh.

I placed my palm on her suave breast and kneaded the voluptuous spate. The miss yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

'' period. 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 live comfortably till the day I died. ``

'' position then. What about status ? Shares. stocks. Political position. You name it. '' this girl knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to present her that. But it was a pudding head whirl nonetheless, an offer only idiots would assume up. Status command realisation and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our intact freedom rested on our anonymity.

'' I think I have something better in mind. '' I said as I gave her nipple a spark squeeze.

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

'' I 'm sure you will, darling. '' my mitt slid down her consistence, passed her midriff, her flat tire stomach, and then the cute trilateral brunet scrub and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! Stop. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close her wooden leg but the restrains kept her accessible enough for my hand to thread freely. She trashed her midget figure about to unlatch my deal from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her down while my hand continued to rub along her lost sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipples began to grew hard, no incertitude aroused by the forcefulness of my glide path. `` Pleaseee ! ! ! '' She squealed.

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

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

'' What the nookie ? '' 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 have a go at it who my dad is ? '' she began trashing about just as Claire did just a moment ago.

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

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

'' How do I know ? '' I finished the motion for her. `` well, someone 's been telling everyone who her dada is. ``

'' My daddy is going to drink down you if you do n't let me go. '' she screamed and the brunette beside her began to cry. Tied down, bare and completely at my clemency, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her pure vulnerability yet.

'' I do n't mean so, fornicatress. '' I grabbed a handful of her forefront and pulled her towards me. The chain rattled and the collar around her neck tightened. The blonde began to turn white as she struggled to breath. When she began to choke, I let her go and watched her face flushed into crimson.

'' You fucking mother fucker. '' she spat once she caught her hint. `` My dad 's going to skin you alive. ``

'' Well, if only your daddy can find me. fornicatress. '' 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 blonde trembled and an appreciative smile curved my lips. I was pretty sure she knew why I had touched there. `` dada is so not going to be proud with his little girl having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus Christ. This little girl really was something. I would have thought she would be a crying mess like the brunet over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my helping hand on turned into a sobbing mass within the first few bit of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. clip to mistreat up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's hair and yanked her to cut off her airline business once more. As I held her head in place, my other hand prodded her pussy until two of my finger's breadth slid into her dry cunt. `` You will be sorry talking to me like that, jade. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her snatch. I watched her mouth opened as gagging sound escaped her pharynx. `` I 'm gon na cause sure your cunt 's tangible sore, loose woman. '' I felt her snatch gripped around my relentless fingers while her legs trashed about in vain trying to shield herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my fingers to move faster and faster.

Once her grimace turned blue, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my finger's breadth out. The blond then groaned like a maim brute as she writhed and tensed. At first I thought she might be having a case of cardiac taking into custody, which was highly unconvincing with her age, until her puss 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 signified of surprisal. God, how long had that been ? Thirty seconds ?

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

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

Her wooden leg twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her soundbox perverted and turned like a pin down fox desperate to escape. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy speech sound of fingerbreadth moving in and out of the hole between her ramification. When her brass turned blasphemous, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her rear. A second dot of girly cum oozed out of her battered sex.

'' Ahh ... arrest ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her headway up again. `` You better come out saying delight maestro. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger fucking. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding finger's breadth as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening night hard and fast until it squirted the third and perhaps, from the considerably smaller amount, the last metre. The blond went hobble and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

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

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

'' estimable girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the vast wet spot that had formed around her coxa. I had n't seen such productive water pistol for a very long clock time and if this beef was n't rich, I would sell her off to the high-pitched bidder. water gun of this magnitude are a rarified find and highly sought in the slave marketplace. Squirters ca n't guess to have an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to fiddle with. Hence the higher price.

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

'' No ! Please do n't. '' the brunet started to struggle. `` 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. interior were a bunch of dildos and enough nag to fill every single hole the little girl had three times over. I fished around the peck and finally pulled out a purple vibrator dildo the size of a Wii controller. The common size most young lady have for their fun clip 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 help but to smile at her calling me master. `` squeamish try, whore. But no. You are getting an orgasm now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her plea short by covering her oral cavity with my bridge player. I pressed the button on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing sound reverberated through the way. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her snatch sassing. The girlfriend arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibration but I made sure the tip stoppage 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 patch, the brunet began trembling and judging from the flushing of her body, I knew she 's pretty a good deal aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was right when I gave the vibrator a lightness nudge and the whole affair sank right into her puss. As if like a loaded spring being released, the girl jerked her rose hip away. The vibrator came loose from my grip and fell out of her cunt 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 coxa down onto the bed. With one paw, I pressed one of her second joint John L. H. Down, forcing her to open wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunette 's cunt. Her reluctant possible action widened and sucked in the vibrating twist. The fille tensed up but this metre, she was n't able-bodied to proceed 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'vociferation. 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 make do.

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her catch quivered at the acute arousal and the brunet squealed like a screw banshie. Her thigh tensed so intemperate I thought she might even get herself a cramp. Cramp could seriously tear a muscle roughage, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close her pussy. The mountain range rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample amount of space to keep working her pussy real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural consonant groan as if she 's struggling to keep herself from cumming. Well, not on my watch. I hastened my strokes against the helpless kitty and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a powerful jet of girly cum. It was n't as a lot 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 cunt stopped gaping, I filled it up with the dildo all over again.

'' Ahhh, delight hold back. '' the brunet cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please finish, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussycat loose yet another torrent of cum out as if to reward my arduous work.

'' Good girl. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an empty basket. I turned back to look at the two miss 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 little. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to have got dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunette 's going to stick to soon.

wellspring, it 's only been an time of day. There 's still a lot of sentence 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 long period of time. The More I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the middle of any potential investigator. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the lobby of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the lift, 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 blonde and the other was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a mundane investigation. Can I take in your information ? '' the ship's officer asked.

I gave him all my fake designation. Under simple probe, my identity was as legit as any early. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was misrepresent. But by then, I would ingest been in another country or had a new identity all together. Then again, I had a feel that this officer would n't go beyond the unproblematic checkup.

I went up to my room and took a promptly cascade to wash off the dried fret. The shower was a relief and part of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated pestiferous striver and even if I hated these to girl more, I still did n't want them to sense like yesterday 's piss. After washing myself off, I called for way service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service to issue forth, I retrieved my laptop computer from the safe and linked it up to a common soldier server. A few bit later and the laptop blind displayed the footage of the secret camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this angle, I could see the splayed shape of the two girls on the prominent king size bed. The two were already wake up and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could shout out all they want and not a single soul would hear them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock-and-roll bands and the integral bulwark was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would realize how unavailing it was to scream 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 leave too quick as it would be suspicious. I had to ride out at least an hour before I could go. In my note of study, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the grocery store and bought food for the girls. I did n't acknowledge 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 arena from the local pet shop, one 's pink and the former 's brightness green, which are essential for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the little girl squealed in fear. The brunet pleaded as usual and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to negotiate in advance to convince me to let them go. The brunette told me how a lot I would be getting and the blond topped up the amount to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the little girl 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 mouth and I will stuff something in it. ``

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

I poured the gummy issue into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cattle urging. It was of row tweaked a little to reduce the amount of flow in the electric shock. Leather is n't the Lapp as delicate feminine peel. I never liked damaging my slave and I ensured the oxen prod 's mogul was never too mellow. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eye adjusted. Soon, the two set of teary heart, one hazelnut tree brown and one bright blue sky, fell on me. I waved the Bos taurus prod in front of them and then triggered the putz. A Dame Muriel Spark sizzled between the two petite metal prong.

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

The two girls squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how fierce 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 delicate neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every time you talk without permission, I will appal you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the Bos taurus goad. She limply went to the smirch where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her nail come-on. It had a chemical mechanism that required some skills to open up so no slave could open it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the cattle prod and electricity surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' soundly girl. Now eat. The garden pink bowl is yours. ``

She looked up to me with a frown of confusion. But the young woman had obviously learned not to verbalise unless given license to as she remained quiet.

'' You may talk. '' I informed.

'' ramification and spoon. ``

'' There 's no ramification and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't help but smiled at the look of repulsion in the brunette 's aspect. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same slur. She was very coming now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to redeem her cutis anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's brass contorted in an emotional quandary. In one handwriting, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the other, she disliked the pain she would welcome every metre she breached the code. It was fun watching the missy contemplated while bout stung her eyes.

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

'' Yes. ``

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

'' Why not ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was slow and deliberate at first. But as they began to realize how tasty the food was, they appetite grew. Small raciness turned into orotund ones. I watched their heads bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't help but to enjoy their cute butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my seat and checked the state of harshness of the hunting. So far none of the news outlet had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be prospicient though. Whatever the case, I needed to bring out the two before the news program get fart of it and made this solid thing populace. When it 's populace, the police would be forced to look harder. It would n't be long for the constabulary to bump me after that.

After half and 60 minutes or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to finish up the few bits of the chow at the boundary of the bowl. 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 stadium away. The two girls looked up at me in thoroughgoing concern that it was almost risible. The fact that their faces were covered with chuck added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be capable to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to thrust them in your son of a bitch. '' I informed and saw the two female child visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your education. ``

'' Emmm ... '' the brunet whimpered.

'' Do n't worry, if you are a good girl, I will pull in it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this time. Once I had her taking into custody unclasped from the strand, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to collide her spinal column with my body. I wrapped my blazonry around her small build 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 hold of her neck and forced her down until it was rested on the semi-circle carved out of the Ellen Price Wood panel.

'' That 's two. '' I informed. `` Now, put your workforce on the breaking ball. ``

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

'' That 's three strike now. Slut. '' I growled. I grabbed the inadequate concatenation installed to the wooden board and clasped it onto the blonde 's collar, trapping her fountainhead at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other half of the line over the top and locked the blond in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick piece of tail ! '' she tried to pull away but the Malcolm stock kept her body in place and at a ninety degree bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the count to be too high. '' I warned as I knelt down by her pegleg. I pulled her wooden leg apart and then locked each ankle joint to the respective shackle bolted to the terra firma. I took a step back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating position where her bare ass was in fill in display and her pegleg parted considerably for promiscuous access code to her pussy. I checked the restraints again making for sure they were secure and were n't cutting off blood to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the cover. In there, I grabbed a bottle of lube, a duration of climbing rope and a butthook. The blonde 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, slut. ``

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

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

The blond 's optic were bloodshot with both anger and despair. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of money of lube onto the bulb-shaped tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my finger. Then, I hooked my arm around her tum and held her still. Once I had a firm cargo area on her, I eased the butthook right into her stringent asshole.

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

I ignored her and kept up the insistence. Eventually, her asshole yielded and spread out give for the bulbous tip to accede. There 's a pharyngeal consonant groan coming from the blond as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the hook was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the draw and then inserted the former end of the Mexican valium through a tiny pack installed at the top of the wooden livestock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arc her back and her butt fringe benefit up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple nautical mile around the tintinnabulation to keep everything in place.

I put some lubricator on my digit and then jabbed them into the blonde 's prop cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her laborious. Her ass had remained still the stallion minute of abrasive 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 first day, or the first calendar week for that matter.

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

'' Your turn, whore. '' I said and went to her. She scampered away like a terrified rat while shaking her psyche. I could n't help but to smile at the credit of her own fragility. She truly realized how watery she was and if she had n't, the next minute would solidify that feeling properly.

sin, I might have been cruel, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the Saame a BDSM partisan would pursue. Unknown to these two, however a lot I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept rubber the gamey priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't savour scaring the keep shite out of them.

'' Either you be a good daughter and get yourself into the stock, or I can haul your ass there and then lash till your ass bleed. Your option, sporting lady. '' I informed.

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

'' Good female child. ``

I unclasped the Ernst Boris 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 put away the stock in position. 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 arcminute, I had two beautiful untested matter, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and cunt exposed, gagged and incapacitated, and make to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a cushioned spanking paddle. These fille could n't address the wooden boat paddle yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the smooth leather aerofoil of the paddle against her ass cheeks. The blonde squirmed against the control and mewled through the gag.

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

'' quintuplet strikes, hussy. '' I reminded. `` Each tap earns you five extra spanking. first work stoppage, never speak without permit. '' I then landed five consecutive smacks onto her bare butt. The nubile flesh jiggled at each punishing strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed fucking murder.

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

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

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

'' When will you ever learn my trivial slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a fast lookup, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blond and knelt in social movement of her. Then, I showed her the depicted object I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weighting attached to it. `` Do you know what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her foreland slowly.

'' I will establish you. '' I grabbed her by her leftover mamilla and clamped the silvery clip on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other nipple. `` Better watch your mouth, slut. Or else the next thing I clip will be your sorry snatch. ``

The blonde blinked in the tears but still did n't not look away from my optic. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my worst. But as a discipline slaver, doing my worst was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too damaging to the slaves. Still, I enjoyed a little challenge. And I would be loving every single here and now in breaking this squawk in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blond. Each fortuity began to be more fickle and irregular than before. When the blond thought that I would larrup her, I ended up with rubbing the paddle on her quick ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted cartridge holder swung back and onward pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her eubstance responded as she slowly grew wetter by the moment. Some female person have a inclination to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the promise 20 solidus, the blonde was squirming in heat. Her knock kitty-cat mouth were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her inner second joint. I tapped the boat paddle lightly onto her heat sex and teased it further.

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

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

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

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

'' Are n't you a dirty short whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the words would jar her off the nation of arousal she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever peg down space afforded by the hook. Her groan were no longer derived from arousal but from irritation.

I pulled my fingers out of her and then administered ten savour onto her lovely rung ass. I watched her body tensed and relaxed at each smack. origin rushed to the hurt region and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the State Department of arousal that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

'' spirit at your worthless pussy, tart. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingers along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and ready. I 'm certain you want something big and hard inside you right now. ``

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

'' Do you want me to sleep with your worthless cunt, little whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the inconvenience flesh.

The brunet raised her ass slightly as if searching for more stimulus from my finger. I eased the pressure off a little, keeping my ghost frustratingly light. She seemed to acknowledge my advisement and grunted in annoyance. I watched her grinding ass with amusement as she desperately sought the arousal my oh so teasing digit provided.

'' Do you desire me to make your slutty purulent cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger's breadth one knuckle into her. A light moan escaped the brunette 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the young woman 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 girl who once thought she could walk all over me now found herself in the threshold of begging me for relief.

I watched her eyes blinked with demand. At the same meter, I saw the engagement that she was fighting inside her head. The battle that all new slaves had. To resist and brook or to cede and relieved. Most battle always ended up with the hard worker giving in and even if the slave did n't at inaugural, a few time of day of constant comb-out would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her center tightly and excite her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so certain if that 's what your body wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to slid them all the way in. Her legs gave way a picayune, the hook pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. poor people slight sweet bar had no where to go but to bear my teasing.

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

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

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

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

She said no but her ass kept grinding on my finger's breadth. Her cunt clenched relentlessly around my finger, 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 picayune encouragement to get them going. Needed a petty 'yeah, it 's pattern to allow that'kind of talk.

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

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

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

'' Good fille. '' I rewarded her with a third base finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

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

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

'' Please make my worthless puss cum, master copy. Please have this woman of the street cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full effect on her cunt. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and effusion of feminine cum shot out of her energise cunt. While she squirted, I kept my tread and fingered her further cashbox she began to struggle against the hook shot and hamper to search suspension. The restraints kept her relatively still while my digit continued with the assault and before long, her slit surrendered another giving battery-acid of cum to me.

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

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

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

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

I pulled my cock out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunet lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to receive the side by side push. strait of wet build rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the elbow room. My articulatio coxae smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my testis twitching with the hope of button, I hastened my pace. The stock squeaked at the seams and the chains rattled at the roughness done to the occupant while shriek of what sounded like pure Adam 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 cocotte. Fuck my worthless pussy, superior. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit candle on the powder way and I felt my egg clenched. The sluice valve fell open. A surge of cum rose through my hard throbbing figure and rope after rope of my potent germ filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my dick, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the lady friend squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

With my balls drained, I pulled my tool out of her cunt and watched the thick white cum leaked out of her snatch. She was a really good piece of tail, I had to say. In fact, her pussy might have been the best I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't wish the fact that her punishment had become her entertainment but the orgasm she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on tablet, whore ? '' I asked. The lastly matter I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a striver. It did n't piss in effect business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this minuscule juicy slut was leaking all the while her supporter was being fucked. Her bitch was as wet, if not, wetter than the pussy of the now well fucked brunette. However a great deal I would love to fuck her slit too, my old age certainly had n't been too concordant with my body. My cock was gimp and it would demand about an hour before I could pound sign her. Still, there 's various toys in the wooden box that could do the Saami job.

I went and picked out a dildo as buddy-buddy as my dick. Grabbing a dejection nearby, I positioned myself in front of the blond 's marginal ass. Her inner thigh were glistening with rivulet of her arousal flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right at her opening and shoved it in without any admonition. The blond lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciated moan.

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

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

'' Fuck 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 witness some form of relief for her troubled pussy.

'' Oh, I 'm pretty sure enough I will. Now, do you want to come ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. Enough to march but not enough to pee 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 spirit. And if they thought this was hell, wait boulder clay they got kidnapped by a sadistic slave dealer. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the haven of salvation. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' stoppage asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her tidal bore cunt. The blond trembled while squirming against her restraint. Every time she pulled too voiceless against the butthook she would photograph back into the default position. There 's simply no escape from the bondage and the sooner she realized that I was not going to block up fucking her twat, the faster we could move on.

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

'' Stop ! '' she whimpered.

'' I 'm not going to check 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 ... halt ... '' her voice croaked and thick with arousal.

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

'' Ugh ... hitch. Please. '' she pleaded.

'' Try again ''

I moved the dildo faster and when she tensed as if she 's at the threshold of departure, I slowed the movement. The blond 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 slow down down enough to make up for the unwarranted movement.

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

'' Try again with more earnestness. ``

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

'' You want me to lb this bitch till it squirt. ``

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

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

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

That was a thoroughly enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her fast enough to drag her cunt backtalk along at every stroke. The speech sound of wet flesh slapping grew louder and louder until the blond began squealing in orgasmic joy. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquid onto the floor. It almost looked like she had just pissed herself.

'' Good daughter. That was n't too hard now, was it ? ``

The blonde daughter began to sob in despair. It was the kind of crying when a hard worker had been broken. I had robbed her sense of control and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was nothing but an intimate object. A lot of striver went through such a phase and ultimately nigh surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these miss had received the punishment they so deserved.

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

The blonde only sobbed and cried harder.

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

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

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blond 's Father of the Church through an encrypted duct. However the picture show would like you to trust that it takes a mo to collapse your location, flow engineering can do it in a few microseconds. encoding is always the best way to discontinue people from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's pappa was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too slow and too risky, and I never wanted the money in the first place. I told him that he would know where to get the little girl in an hour and told him to make formulation to receive them.

Of form he did n't know about the deeds 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 hour I have with the girl to clean house them up of any incriminating evidence. That included douching out the brunette and get every close drop-off of my cum out of her cunt. Then, I gave the two a meek dose of depressant and watched them go to kip. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their naked soma to the van.

I drove a honest ten naut mi away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the little girl out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't want anyone to stumble across their naked grade and originate raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was surely that they were dependable, I retreated to an inconspicuous vantage tip that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten minutes later, three black saloon pulled up on the street and a twelve of men in lawsuit leapt out. It did n't take long for them to feel the girls and then lifted their slumbering form into one of the cars. The three cars drove off into a distance.

I came down from the advantage point, 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 stage business or something and needed the extra vigilance. I had no doubt that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would give back to normal real soon.

There was no report card of the kidnapping in any medium outlet. Apparently, the snatch must have been too brief for the news to pick up on. Either that or the girls'parents had silenced the press. I would rate my bet on the latter since no parents would need the public to know that their daughters had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar society to contend and sociable simulacrum to uphold.

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

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the body politic. It was sentence to find my next potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good life history path but sometimes, mortal has to do the dirty job to cue society why they should never keep their sentry go down and continued to be vigilant.

epilog

I was sipping a Gin and keynote at the very like bar by the beach. The bartender was different now. Nevertheless, the Gin and Tonic was quite the taste perception to lay eyes on coming from this tiny shack.

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock broker. The man obviously could get gotten any woman he had wanted with the sum of money of money he earned. But he needed to palpate the excitement derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so often 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 appear like a person with a soul of a demon and my slave was variety of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my former dealing had paid me a rather bighearted paycheck, my schedule was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to come back to Honduras, to the very same beach I did my byplay a year ago and enjoy the serenity and lull the crashing of waves provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this place. In front of the bar were two young girls in bikinis. I had to blink in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad example of de javu. The brown haired missy was wearing a turquoise Bikini set that did n't do much to cover her nubile torso. The redhead on the other manus was more lowly with her option of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her immature feminine curve.

'' stopover looking at us creep. '' the brownness haired hissed.

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

'' What did you just call me ? '' the John Brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drink away from my hand. `` Do you lie with who my papa is ? ``

It seemed wish account always repeat itself ...

-The End-