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Chapter 1

I 'm a hard worker merchandiser. I kidnap women and sell them off as slaves. You would have thought that such morally corrupted dealings is something of the past. Far from it. There are a lot of upchuck hoi polloi out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortage of women to be taken to satisfy the product line.

Slave trading, or in its more insidious terminology, sex trafficking, is an opprobrious professing no issue how you try to twist and plough it. You could say that some women deserve to be slave or that some fair sex would last a better life being a slave to a millionaire. Whatever the excuses are, it 's still a fucking horrible thing to do.

With that said, that does n't imply I could n't use a span of excuses to boil down some of the guiltiness associating with destroying one 's lifetime. Particularly, a woman 's aliveness. I do need to slumber at dark after all. And while most slave owner do n't really care who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potency 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 avoid taking people that may actually help fix the world a little.

There 's another kind of charwoman that I do not choose. rich people brat with loaded dad whom paid for their designers shoe and diamond encrusted watch. trust me, these kick deserved to be turned into slaves More than every early women I have taken. But the creation is n't fair and money is power. One wrong move and I could give birth ended up taking the girl of some CEO who has ties with some herculean the great unwashed in the political arena. Which will not be a good thing if one 's interest is to be low profile.

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

I was at a five wiz hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a Cartesian product to a tidy client. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar sign was wired into my multiple anonymous accounting. With more cash to spend, I decided to stick around for a few nighttime as a payoff for my own intemperate oeuvre. There 's really no point doing something so speculative and no permit yourself to enjoy life a little.

After checking into my hotel and followed by a quick change into casual wear, I went to the beach to bask the sun and wind. I found a shack by the sandy beach and popped myself onto one of the many high butt. I ordered a Gin and Tonic from the mixologist and sipped the chill liquidness as I enjoyed the scenery.

That was when the tiny peace I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of bikini clad miss. Judging from their accent, I would lay my bet on the United Kingdom. One had a long blond whisker and the other was a brunette with a gremlin 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 epicurean tit that the skimpy textile had a hard time to contain. My eyes went further down to their flat breadbasket, their round butts, then the smooth retentive legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy bangles and atomic number 78 necklaces that adorned the girls too.

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

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

I raised my chalk at them and proceeded drinking the temperature reduction liquid nonchalantly. I had been called worse in my stock of work, conceive me. And I could n't really blame them. Young char preferred hot looking men. I had n't been working out much lately and my once well-structured torso sort of melted off into a less defined slew of heftiness and fat. The fact that I was hitting forty obviously did n't help too. Still, I could probably drag these two over my shoulders and gave them both a intemperately spanking without breaking a sweat.

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

'' Stop putting yourselves on presentation then, beef. '' I countered.

The two widened their heart to an almost funny size. Their jaws dropped as if that 's the most horrifying affair they had ever heard. The blond moved around the curved bar and a second later, she was only a couple of in from my face.

'' What did you just call me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a hint of alcohol from her hint. trivial sweet cake here had obviously been drinking too much hard drink 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 glass tumbler fell off the tabular array and tumbled down the side before resting on a heap of sand. The message of it spilled out along the way.

'' Do you sleep together who you are speaking to ? '' she asked in a threatening voice.

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

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

'' Her dad 's the Chairman of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. Figures. These were brats with rich pop that I detest. From the scent of alcohol in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too much for her own good. zip makes young adult female like them the easiest fair game for slavers like me than drinking too much in a state like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slave taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock common sense of humour. Of grade I knew Pymex. It 's the orotund pharmaceutical corp in European Community and practically the declamatory supplier of medical examination products to customers such as the NHS.

'' It 's the largest 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 a good deal money, he so can rent someone to fucking kill you. '' the brunette hissed.

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

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

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

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

I knew in the undetermined, any violence towards women, no matter how justified it was, was always legal injury. That 's how club sees it and I would fall behind no matter what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the spat with a napkin from the bar. The roller of Gin and Tonic the barman had just delivered helped a fiddling to quicken my recovery as I downed the unharmed matter. I then dropped a couple of tens on the counter and walked off. They would pay for their foolishness soon enough.

'' Yeah, you old perv. That 's it. take the air away with your gumshoe between your ramification. '' I heard the brunette called out and then the two burst into giggling laughs.

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

Chapter 2

Republic of Honduras was a oasis for criminal activity if one knew where to look. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right price. With the elision of thermonuclear warhead and biologic arm, the extensive excerpt of arm were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tank if one so wish to. I on the other bridge player bought myself a gamy carrying out taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuffs and some mild depressant, which would establish to be really handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a low studio in an routine region of Ithiel Town and hired the common workman that I had worked with before, that would keep their oral fissure shut for a terms, to render the otherwise wasteland lot. A couple of hours later, there 's a turgid bed with metal place and chains on each corner, two knightly wooden stocks, a qualify Spanish people donkey, a duet of specially designed chairs with a big hole on the derriere where the butt would devolve into, and various other implements designed to keep its substance abuser restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a delivery motortruck came to deliver a horde of sex toys, party whip, canes and agony device and when I came back after luncheon, the entire lot now looked like a overzealous 's BDSM chamber.

The exclusively missing things then were the two bitchy English girls. They were the only matter I did n't rent anyone to acquire. kickoff, their daddies were too racy to hazard hiring extraneous avail. No secret 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 retiring these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to take. But I guess their daddies were n't stupid enough to let their precious petty sweet cakes go Honduras without security.

I followed the two fille to a tourist center. Behind them were three security particular tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a piece to discover them. The three were obviously pro and I had a touch sensation that even those two nut heads did n't know they were being checked on by their pa. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a tracking device up her cute backside too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist heart and soul down to the turn of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and hidden pathways ; a bequest of the old decrepit structure before the renovation a few age back. Something that I doubted the surety item knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the girl entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the center of attention still refreshful in my head teacher, I moved myself through one of those legacy pathways that would without a doubt conduce me to my preys. With me was a large suit fount as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temp housing for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the high end computer memory. This place obvious had surety tv camera but like nigh of Honduras, well-nigh of them were just for display. As long as I kept my head down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever gritty images, if any, that the constabulary would find.

I watched the two miss each entered a tryout room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of XL holding the garments the miss were going to try. Hidden at the nook, I reckoned three former employees. All three of them were busy handling the customer at the front of the shop, leaving the rachis relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, 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 back. She jerked a small before going limped entirely onto my arms. I let her down slowly until she 's lying on the floor. The whole thing happened so quietly, the two unsuspicious prey were still yapping about the dozen ugly men that hit on them while they were on the beach. Which was great as it would provide blanket for my identicalness 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 sexually transmitted disease of anti-depressant and slipped through the mantle. In nominal head of me was a half-naked brunet still trying to accept off her blouse. Her heart fleeted to the large mirror in social movement of her, where her oculus fell onto my terrifying class. Her center widened like a doe caught in the chief light but before she could reverse around and scream, I had my gloved mitt strongly cupping her mouth while the other deal 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 early way. `` Claire ? You still there ? ``

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

'' Claire ? '' the blonde poked her mind out. She immediately saw my towering form and she was only barely able to let out a close shave before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the room and use my soundbox to force her against the wall. She tried to cancel my cheek but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the thick fabric of my balaclava helmet. I took out the other syringe and prickle her right at the venous blood vessel running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became torpid and a moment later, her arms 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 berth I hid the duffel bag and suitcase. I placed the brunette into the duffel 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 pocket and then turned my jacket crown inside out. Then, I headed my spanking way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the loose street. Just in metre, the alarm on my wristwatch announced the end of the two instant timer.

There, I climbed into the van that I had rented from an unaccredited rental service that could not be traced. The spine had been retrofitted to carry cargo and the buttocks had long been taken out. I had placed a brace of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable political program. I took the girlfriend out from their confinement and laid their quiescency forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuff I had placed in there and cuffed their script behind their back and their ankle joint together. A red bollock gag in each of their oral cavity finalized the setup and they were set up to be transported to the BDSM sleeping accommodation I had prepared just for them.

I did n't break down to detect the brunette 's perky breasts and benighted nipples or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy undergarments. Their bodies were truly the finest specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my decade long trade. No cellulite. No nascency chump. No scar. The but letdown was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blond 's step-in. I peeled the panty away and revealed a very gamey tattoo that I was pretty sure her pa did n't know about.

'' You are a really naughty girl, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the tiny elegant longhand separatrix that spelled out 'Insert Meat Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what look to be the pinkest looking pussy I 'd ever seen aside from pornography. My stopcock hardened at the indicatory sight but I shoved my arousal out of my mind. Now was not the prison term. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of time to dally with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their nude organic structure and then climbed into the driver 's seat. I gunned the engine to life and drove into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the internet when the brunette roused from her sleep. 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 dog collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with entertainment as the little girl turned from a daze daze to full on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing room. With her branch shackled to the bedpost and her eyes blindfolded, I would n't be surprised if she got into a fear-induced epileptic fit.

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

She went pale as she slowly turned to face me. I stood up and walked to her. The level was covered with wooden panel and each footstep the hound of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the missy tried to dart away as much as the restraints allowed only to find her body colliding with her blonde friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the pock girl trembled in fear. Not so tough now huh.

I placed my palm on her smooth breast and kneaded the voluptuous mass. The little girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

'' Oh, I 'm certainly they will. '' I agreed. `` But you see, I have quite a fate myself. plenty to go comfortably till the day I died. ``

'' Status then. What about status ? plowshare. Stocks. Political berth. You name it. '' this girlfriend knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to give her that. But it was a dullard offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would get hold of up. Status call for recognition and identification was not something any criminal wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity.

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

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

'' I 'm certainly you will, darling. '' my hired hand slid down her soundbox, passed her midriff, her flat stomach, and then the cute trilateral brunette crotch hair and finally rested on her warm pussy.

'' Nooo ! stop consonant. Please. I beg you. '' she tried to close down her stage but the restrains kept her approachable enough for my script to weave freely. She trashed her tiny frame about to unlatch my helping hand from her. I placed my forearm on her stomach and pressed her down while my hand continued to rub along her incapacitated sex. As I did so, I noticed her nipples began to grew hard, no uncertainty aroused by the forcefulness of my attack. `` 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 predicament she 's in.

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

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

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

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

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

'' How do I cognize ? '' I finished the question for her. `` fountainhead, person 's been telling everyone who her pappa 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, au naturel and completely at my mercy, I was surprised that this airhead had n't figured out her gross vulnerability yet.

'' I do n't think so, slut. '' I grabbed a handful of her principal and pulled her towards me. The Chain rattled and the leash around her cervix tightened. The blonde began to flex whiteness as she struggled to breath. When she began to choke off, I let her go and watched her face flushed into crimson.

'' You fucking bastard. '' she spat once she caught her breathing space. `` My dad 's going to bark you awake. ``

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

I felt the blond trembled and an appreciative smile curved my backtalk. I was pretty certainly she knew why I had touched there. `` pop is so not going to be proud with his little girl having this tattoo. ``

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

Christ. This girl really was something. I would consume thought she would be a battle cry mess like the brunette over there by now. In fact, every slave that I had my hands on turned into a sobbing deal within the number one few transactions of waking up. But apparently not this blond. This blonde was really something else. sentence to maltreat up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's whisker and yanked her to cut off her airway once more. As I held her read/write head in seat, my other handwriting prodded her twat until two of my fingers slid into her dry snatch. `` You will be sorry talking to me like that, slut. '' I hissed into her ear.

I began to finger-fuck her cunt. I watched her rima oris opened as gagging auditory sensation escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na make sure your cunt 's rattling sore, strumpet. '' I felt her pussy 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 face turned blue, I let her go. Her cunt practically squeezed my fingers out. The blonde then groaned like a maimed animal as she writhed and tensed. At outset I thought she might be having a fount of cardiac halt, which was highly improbable with her age, until her bitch squirted a guess glass worth of female cum onto the bedsheet.

'' Ahhh .... ! ! ! '' she cried at the Sami clock time trying to trip up her own breath.

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

'' Do n't ... fucking ... touch sensation ... me ! You ... dickhead. '' she gasped with a very red face.

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

Her pegleg twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body twisted and turned like a entrap fox desperate to turn tail. The chain rattled on and on, mixing with the sloppy speech sound of fingers moving in and out of the hole between her ramification. When her boldness turned blue, I let her go again and watched the blond arched her spine. A endorsement dose of girly cum oozed out of her dinge sex.

'' Ahh ... stop ... ! '' she gasped.

I yanked her head up again. `` You better get saying please captain. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of fingerbreadth nooky. Her cunt gaped and squeezed my intruding finger as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening hard and fast until it squirted the tierce and perhaps, from the considerably smaller amount, the cobbler's last prison term. The blonde went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

'' Please terminate what ? '' I asked while seizing her pap in a tight pinch.

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

'' Good girl. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the immense wet spot that had formed around her pelvic arch. I had n't seen such productive squirter for a very long metre and if this beef was n't racy, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a rare find and highly sought in the slave market. squirt gun ca n't pretend to give birth an orgasm, which makes them all the more fun to play with. Hence the mellow price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. interior were a bunch of dildos and enough plugs to satisfy every single golf hole the girls had three sentence over. I fished around the bundle and finally pulled out a violet vibrator dildo the size of a Wii restrainer. The park size most little girl have for their fun clip in the bedroom.

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

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

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

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

After a piece, the brunette began trembling and judging from the flushing of her body, I knew she 's pretty much aroused by now. Her cunt would be really wet and welcoming. I was right when I gave the vibrator a light nudge and the unit thing sank right into her pussy. As if like a pissed springtime being released, the daughter jerked her pelvic girdle away. The vibrator came loose from my grip and fell out of her slit and onto the bed.

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

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

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

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the vivid stimulation and the brunette squealed like a piece of tail banshie. Her thigh tensed so operose I thought she might even get herself a cramp. spasm could seriously pluck a muscle fiber, which was not something that I wanted. So I let her thigh go and watched her snapped it up to attempt to close her pussy. The Ernst Boris Chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an sizable measure of space to keep working her twat tangible hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural moan as if she 's struggling to keep herself from cumming. fountainhead, not on my sentinel. I hastened my stroke against the helpless cunt and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a right jet of girly cum. It was n't as very much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

'' Ahhh, please block off. '' the brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please stop over, master copy. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her snatch unleash 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 abandon basket. I turned back to look at the two girls and marveled at my handiwork. The bedsheet had to be changed, that 's without a doubtfulness. But for now, I would let these two rest a small. The blonde, while I was working on the brunette, seemed to suffer dozed off. And I was pretty certain the brunet 's going to follow soon.

fountainhead, 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 show the hotel 's CCTV that I was not away for yearn menstruation of metre. The to a greater extent I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the optic of any potential investigator. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the pressure group of the hotel asking interrogative. As I approached the elevator, one officer came up to me.

'' good day sir. '' he said in a very accented English language. `` Have you see these two young lady before ? '' he showed me two pictures. One was the blond and the early was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday good afternoon. Why ? ``

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

I gave him all my fake identification. Under round-eyed investigation, my identity was as legit as any former. Only upon intense scrutiny would they acknowledge that the indistinguishability was phony. But by then, I would consume been in another res publica or had a new individuality all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this policeman would n't go beyond the unsubdivided checkup.

I went up to my way and took a ready shower to wash away off the dried sweat. The shower bath was a assuagement and part of me knew that the girls needed shower too and really soon. I hated foul hard worker and even if I hated these to girls more, I still did n't want them to smack like yesterday 's piddle. After washing myself off, I called for room service and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the way servicing to come, I retrieved my laptop from the safe and linked it up to a common soldier server. A few here and now later and the laptop screen displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the ceiling of the lot. From this slant, I could see the turn out form of the two girls on the heavy Rex 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 exclusive soul would hear them. The studio apartment used to be rented by wannabe rock bands and the intact rampart was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would realize how ineffectual it was to scream for supporter very soon.

The room avail came shortly after and delivered the affair I ordered. I took my meter to eat the meal since I could n't pass on too quick as it would be suspicious. I had to stay at least an hour before I could go. In my line of oeuvre, one could never be too careful. When the hour 's up, I took off into the market and bought food for the girls. I did n't bang what they liked but as long as it was n't fried dirt ball, I was pretty sure their athirst stomach would n't complain much. I even got two dog arena from the local pet shop, one 's pink and the early 's clear green, which are requisite for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the girls squealed in fear. The brunet pleaded as usual and the blond conveniently added in as if they had both planned to negotiate in progress to win over me to let them go. The brunette told me how much I would be getting and the blonde topped up the amount to twice of that offered by the brunette. Well, if only the 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 necessitate to jazz that for now.

'' Shut up. Anymore sound coming from your oral cavity and I will stuff something in it. ``

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

I poured the viscous matter into the dog stadium. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cattle spurring. It was of course tweaked a little to reduce the sum of money of electric current in the shock absorber. Leather is n't the same as delicate feminine peel. I never liked damaging my striver and I ensured the oxen prod 's power was never too high. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the girls'blindfolds. The brilliant Light Within blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two solidifying of teary optic, one hazel tree Robert Brown and one bright Amytal, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in front of them and then triggered the tool. A Spark sizzled between the two tiny alloy prong.

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

The two girlfriend squirmed at the terror. They had sampled just how rasping affair could get just a moment ago and obviously did n't need anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the strand to her collar and then one by one, I released her arm. I held her tightly by her delicate cervix and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every time you talk without permission, I will blow out of the water you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle goading. She limply went to the patch where I had laid the dog arena. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her collar claw. It had a mechanism that required some skills to open so no slave could open it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the kine prod and electricity surged through the brunet 's skin.

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

'' Good young lady. Now eat. The pink bowl is yours. ``

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

'' You may verbalize. '' I informed.

'' crotch and spoonful. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your lip and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't assist but smiled at the feel of horror in the brunet 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same spot. She was very forthcoming now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to hold open her cutis anymore than begging the sun for rain.

'' Now eat up. ``

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

'' Ask for permission before you speak. ``

The blonde 's face contorted in an emotional dilemma. In one helping hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting permission'department. On the other, she disliked the pain she would encounter every time she breached the code. It was fun watching the young woman contemplated while tears 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.

'' wellspring, 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 stop 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 chance of causing undesirable intestine infection. Still, as the expression goes, they did n't need to know.

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

It was dense and deliberate at start. But as they began to substantiate how tasty the solid food was, they appetite grew. minuscule bites turned into prominent I. I watched their mind bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't avail but to relish their cute prat propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my place and checked the state of severity of the lookup. So far none of the news show outlet had yet knew of the kidnapping. It would n't be foresighted though. Whatever the case, I needed to exhaust the two before the news get wind of it and made this totally thing public. When it 's public, the police would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police to receive me after that.

After one-half and 60 minutes or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to end up up the few number of the grub at the edges of the bowl. No doubt they were terrified that I really was going to go through with what I said and shove whatever leftover into their arsehole. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowling ball away. The two female child looked up at me in mouth fear that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with chow added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be able to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to stuff them in your shit. '' I informed and saw the two lady friend visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your grooming. ``

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

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

'' No. '' she retreated only to clash her back with my body. I wrapped my arms around her pocket-sized frame and carried her to it.

'' That 's one. '' I cryptically said when I placed her down on her feet. She immediately tried to run away as expected of all new hard worker. I grabbed hold 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 curve. ``

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

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

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sick nookie ! '' she tried to pull away but the stock kept her torso in piazza and at a XC degree bent.

'' That 's four now, slut. You really do n't want the count to be too high up. '' I warned as I knelt down by her branch. I pulled her legs apart and then locked each ankle to the several bond bolted to the ground. I took a gradation back and looked at the apparatus. The blonde was certainly in a very humiliating positioning where her bare ass was in complete display and her wooden leg parted considerably for wanton accession to her pussy. I checked the chasteness again making indisputable they were secure and were n't cutting off blood to any limb.

I went to the wooden box and opened up the natural covering. In there, I grabbed a feeding bottle of lubricator, a length of climbing rope and a butthook. The blonde turned wide-eye staring at the stuff that I was bringing to her.

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

'' That 's five, loose woman. ``

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

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

The blonde 's eye were bloodshot with both ire and desperation. I gave her a pat on her head word and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous amount of lube onto the bulblike tip of the butthook and spread it evenly with my fingers. Then, I hooked my arm around her stomach and held her still. Once I had a business firm clench on her, I eased the butthook right into her cockeyed asshole.

'' Emmmmmpphhhh ... '' the blond cried a tone down protest.

I ignored her and continue up the pressure. Eventually, her son of a bitch yielded and spread opened for the bulbous tip to enter. There 's a pharyngeal consonant groan coming from the blonde as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the crotchet was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing rope around the hook and then inserted the other end of the Mexican valium through a tiny ringing installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the rope until the blonde began to arc her back and her butt perk up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple knot around the ring to stay fresh everything in place.

I put some lubricant on my digit and then jabbed them into the blonde 's propped cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the tread and fingered her hard. Her ass had remained still the full 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 of all day, or the firstly hebdomad for that matter.

I turned to the brunette now. She was already a sobbing muckle, no doubt, after witnessing the way her friend was being bound. There 's another wooden stock right beside the blonde 's and it was still empty-bellied. It does n't take a Einstein to project 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 head teacher. I could n't avail but to smile at the realisation of her own frangibleness. She truly realized how weak she was and if she had n't, the next hour would solidify that opinion properly.

Hell, I might have been brutal, or sadistic for that affair. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the Saami a BDSM partizan would pursue. Unknown to these two, however much I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept safety the highest antecedence. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't bask scaring the living crap out of them.

'' Either you be a good little girl and get yourself into the descent, or I can haul your ass there and then mop up till your ass bleed. Your pick, whore. '' I informed.

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

'' dependable miss. ``

I unclasped the chain from her collar and ushered her to her inescapable fortune. She obediently placed her neck and carpus onto the semi-circles and let me locked the stock in place. Then, I went to her ankles and secured them to the earth as I had done with the blond 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a bit, I had two beautiful untested matter, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and twat exposed, gagged and incapacitated, and set up to be trained.

From the wooden box, I picked up a buffer spanking boat paddle. These female child could n't deal the wooden boat paddle yet and I was not that much of a sadist. I went back to them and began rubbing the unruffled leather airfoil of the paddle against her ass impertinence. The blonde squirmed against the simpleness and mewled through the gag.

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

'' pentad bang, strumpet. '' I reminded. `` Each hit earns you five spare spanking. offset strike, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five consecutive savour onto her bare cigaret. The nubile flesh jiggled at each voiceless strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed blooming murder.

'' Shut up. You deserve it. '' I reprimanded and landed yet another five smacks, each one slightly harder 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 minacious tone. I knew exactly what my slaves even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over yr of training them. The blond quickly went tacit as though she realized how a good deal trouble she 's in right now.

'' When will you ever watch my little jade. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a fast search, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blond and knelt in front of her. Then, I showed her the capacity I had in my script. They were to silvery snip with weights attached to it. `` Do you hump what they are for ? ``

The blonde swallowed nervously and stimulate her head slowly.

'' I will show you. '' I grabbed her by her entrust tit and clamped the silvery clip on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the snip to the other nipple. `` bettor check your mouth, slut. Or else the side by side thing I clip will be your deplorable pussy. ``

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

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure time and spanking the blonde. Each stroking began to be more quicksilver and unpredictable than before. When the blonde thought that I would paddle her, I ended up with rubbing the paddle on her warm up ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the weighted clips swung back and forth pulling against her nipple. I loved the way how her torso responded as she slowly grew wetter by the instant. Some female 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 promised twenty diagonal, the blonde was squirming in heat. Her pink pussy lips were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her arousal had slid down along her inside thigh. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heated up sex and teased it further.

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

I turned my attention to the future daughter. 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 kitty, and the string of beads of arousal rolling out of her gaping opening, I chuckled in amusement. It seemed like the anticipation 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 finger's breadth into the wet hole.

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

'' Are n't you a unclean little whore ? '' I mocked, hoping that the password would jar her off the state of rousing she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever narrow 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 nose drops onto her lovely attack ass. I watched her body tensed and relaxed at each smack. ancestry rushed to the hurt area and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the state of arousal that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

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

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

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

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

'' Do you want me to crap your slutty kitty-cat cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle joint into her. A light groan escaped the brunet 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the daughter to yip. As I sank my finger deeper inside her, she squeaked.

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

I watched her center blinked with needs. At the Lapp time, I saw the conflict that she was fighting inside her foreland. The conflict that all new hard worker had. To resist and suffer or to cede and relieved. Most battle always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at first off, a few minute of invariable teasing would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her eyes tightly and shook her head.

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

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

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

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

'' Only a whore can cum on a stranger 's finger. Are you a tart ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a harlot'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slaves needed a footling boost to get them going. Needed a lilliputian 'yeah, it 's normal to admit that'kind of talk.

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

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

'' I 'm a woman of the street. '' she finally cried out in complete desperation.

'' dependable young woman. '' I rewarded her with a tertiary finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

A dead quiet later and the brunette began repeating the parole as if her life depended on it. Every fourth dimension she said it, I would travel the fingers faster, rewarding her for her compliance.

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

'' Please make my worthless cunt cum, master key. delight induce this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go full force out on her pussy. She let out a guttural groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her shake cunt. While she squirted, I kept my pace and fingered her farther till she began to fight against the hook and shackles to search respite. The restraints kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the assault and before long, her cunt surrendered another bountiful dose of cum to me.

'' That 's it, whore. You like that do n't you. '' I patted her bum patronizingly. `` Now that I 've made you cum, I think it 's only comely 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 turncock was already aching with the need for dismission. I remembered the snark remark she had made on the beach yesterday and had vouched to devolve the party favour. I penetrated her wet sex harshly. The fond welcoming nubile opening sucked me in and wrapped around me tightly.

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

'' You are so big ! '' she protested. I might take in heard wrong but it did fathom like she was n't completely disgusted by the fact that I had my hammer inside her. almost hard worker 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 stopcock out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunette lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to welcome the next thrust. strait of wet flesh rubbing against wet flesh reverberated through the room. My articulatio coxae smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my Lucille Ball twitching with the promise of firing, I hastened my pace. The blood line squeaked at the crease and the chains rattled at the roughness done to the occupant while screeching of what sounded care pure go 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 whore. roll in the hay my worthless cunt, master key. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit standard candle on the powder room and I felt my balls clenched. The sluicegate fell open. A surge of cum rose through my hard throbbing flesh and roofy after Mexican valium of my potent seeds filled up the brunet 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my shaft, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the missy squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

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

'' Are you on pills, whore ? '' I asked. The last thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a child with a slave. It did n't make good business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

'' Good girlfriend. '' I gave her ass a picayune 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 snatch of the now well fucked brunet. However lots I would love to fuck her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too agreeable with my body. My cock was hobble and it would aim about an hour before I could pounding her. Still, there 's various toys in the wooden box that could do the same job.

I went and picked out a dildo as heavyset as my turncock. Grabbing a stool nearby, I positioned myself in front end of the blond 's bare ass. Her inner thigh were glistening with run of her rousing flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right hand at her hatchway and shoved it in without any word of advice. The blonde lurched forward and let out what almost sounded like an appreciated moan.

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

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

'' piece of tail you. '' the blonde hissed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Go to hell. ``

'' Been there. '' I casually said. Not that these two knew what nether region really was. I doubt they did n't even realize they were in heaven throughout their sheltered lives. And if they thought this was pit, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slave trader. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the haven of salvation. `` So, cum or no cum ? ``

'' Stop asking me ! '' she growled.

I shrugged and kept the dildo sliding in and out of her eager cunt. The blonde trembled while squirming against her restraints. Every time she pulled too hard against the butthook she would snap back into the default situation. There 's simply no escape from the thraldom and the Oklahoman she realized that I was not going to check fucking her twat, the faster we could move on.

'' Your cunt is leaking like loony. '' I remarked. The mucky sound of the dildo sliding against her moist figure was a will to that.

'' stoppage ! '' 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 malevolent ! ``

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

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

'' You know how to arrest 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 release, I slowed the bm. The blonde undulated her hips a picayune, obviously trying to illicit Sir Thomas More pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could help her if she did not beg. I would simply slow down enough to even off for the unwarranted movement.

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

'' Try again with more sincerity. ``

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

'' You want me to Cypriot pound this snatch till it force out. ``

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

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

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

That was a good enough answer and I hastened the motion. I drove the dildo in and out of her firm enough to drag her snatch lips along at every shot. The sound of wet flesh slapping grew louder and louder until the blond began squealing in orgasmic delight. The pussy 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 girl. That was n't too hard now, was it ? ``

The blonde girl began to sob in desperation. It was the sort of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her sense of control and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was aught but an sexual target. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately near surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my full point and these missy 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 blond only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that full is n't it. Next sentence, try not to make off citizenry you do n't roll in the hay. They might work out to be your fucking nightmare. And you too. '' I turned to the brunette, whose eyes were red with tears.

'' Now, can I have your papa 's figure. I need to make a call so they know where to find their missing little young woman. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's father through an encrypt channel. However the movies would like you to think that it takes a minute to crack your placement, stream applied science can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the honest way to stop the great unwashed from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blond 's dada 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 low gear home. I told him that he would be intimate where to get the girls in an hour and told him to crap readiness to receive them.

Of grade he did n't know about the deed of conveyance done to his daughter. He would live soon enough when his short girl confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one hour I have with the girls to strip them up of any imply 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 meek loony toons of sedative and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their raw form to the van.

I drove a estimable ten nautical mile away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the girls out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a mantle. I would n't want anyone to stumble across their nude form and jump raping them. They had received their punishment and that was the end of it. Once I was sure that they were safe, I retreated to an invisible advantage point that allowed me to reckon into the alleyway.

I gave the blond 's dad a call and told him where exactly his daughter was. Ten minute later, three black sedan pulled up on the street and a dozen of men in courting leapt out. It did n't train long for them to incur the girls and then lifted their slumbering strain into one of the automobile. The three railroad car drove off into a distance.

I came down from the advantage degree, got into my van, and then headed back to the hotel. There were more police surrounding the expanse. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a dangerous place for illicit business concern or something and needed the extra vigilance. I had no uncertainty that my action was responsible for that. Nevertheless, they would come and go. And everything would rejoin to normal real soon.

There was no report of the kidnapping in any media exit. Apparently, the snatch must have been too brief for the news to catch on. Either that or the young lady'parents had silenced the imperativeness. I would site my bet on the latter since no parents would want the public to sleep together that their girl had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar bill companionship to manage and sociable picture to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a chemical group of professionals to rid off any course of evidence that would pass 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 memory together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the States. It was time to find my next potential slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a good career path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to cue order why they should never keep their guard down and continued to be vigilant.

epilog

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

Just around an minute ago, I had sold a slave to a successful stock broker. The man obviously could accept gotten any women he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to experience the fervor derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so often about the money or the cleaning woman, it was more of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't look like a person with a mortal of a demon and my hard worker was variety of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to train, and my late dealing had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my docket was cleared for the coming few weeks. I had decided to come back to Republic of Honduras, to the very same beach I did my business a year ago and delight the peace and calm down the crashing of waves provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this place. In social movement of the bar were two young girls in Bikini. I had to blink in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad case of de javu. The brown haired girlfriend was wearing a peacock blue two-piece set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The redheader on the other hand was more low with her choice of swimsuit but still revealed a lot of her Brigham Young womanly curves.

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

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

'' What did you just call me ? '' the brown haired girl came into of me and slapped my drink away from my hired man. `` Do you get laid who my daddy is ? ``

It seemed same story always repeat itself ...

-The End-