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Chapter 1

I 'm a slave merchandiser. I kidnap cleaning woman and betray them off as slave. You would bear thought that such morally corrupted transaction is something of the past tense. Far from it. There are a lot of sick people out there with a lot of money to spend and there 's apparently no shortfall of women to be taken to fill the product line.

Slave trading, or in its more subtle terminology, sex trafficking, is an ignominious profession no matter how you try to pervert and ferment it. You could say that some cleaning woman deserve to be slaves or that some women would be a beneficial 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 have in mind I could n't use a yoke of excuses to slenderize some of the guilt associating with destroying one 's life. Particularly, a woman 's biography. I do need to sleep at night after all. And while most slavers do n't really care who they catch, I have a self-imposed principle that I follow by when selecting potential product. No tike. No offspring master. No mother. The public is already too fucked up as it is. The to the lowest degree I could do is to stave off taking people that may actually help fix the man a little.

There 's another kind of women that I do not take. Rich brat with loaded pa whom paid for their designers shoes and baseball field encrusted watch. think me, these bitches deserved to be turned into striver to a greater extent than every early women I have taken. But the humankind is n't middling and money is ability. One wrongly move and I could throw ended up taking the daughter of some CEO who has ties with some powerful hoi polloi in the political sphere. 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 teach these ungrateful bitches some table personal manner once in a while.

I was at a five champion hotel at Honduras. I had just finished delivering a ware to a healthy node. As agreed, a hundred thousand dollar was wired into my multiple anonymous story. With Sir Thomas More cash to spend, I decided to stay for a few nights as a payoff for my own concentrated work. There 's really no point doing something so bad and no let yourself to delight lifespan a little.

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

That was when the tiny peace treaty I had found myself in shattered by the giggling squeal of a couple of bikini clad girls. Judging from their accent, I would position my bet on the United land. One had a long blond hairsbreadth and the other was a brunette with a hob cut. They were very cute looking and I do n't usually say a little girl is cunning unless I really think it. My eye quickly fell to their voluptuous breasts that the skimpy fabric had a unvoiced time to bear. My middle went further down to their flat tum, their round butts, then the smooth tenacious legs and finally what seemed to be really expensive shoes. I did n't missed out the classy fallal and platinum necklaces that adorned the girlfriend too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' What did you just holler me ? '' she hissed and I instantly smelled a wind of alcohol from her breathing time. Little sweet bar here had obviously been drinking too much booze for her own sake.

'' You heard me. '' I calmly said and reached for my drinkable. That was when thin-skinned blonde here slapped it out of my reach. The crystal tumbler fell off the mesa and tumbled down the slope before resting on a peck of sand. The content of it spilled out along the way.

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

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

The brunet came to the blonde 's side apparently to establish lesson musical accompaniment for the blonde and almost tripped along the way.

'' Her dad 's the chair of Pymex Corp. And my dad works as the CEO. '' the brunette announced proudly, almost giddily too. physique. These were terror with plentiful daddies that I detest. From the scent of alcohol in her breath, I took it that she too had been drinking far too a great deal for her own good. goose egg makes young adult female like them the easiest quarry for slaveholder like me than drinking too much in a land like Honduras. In fact, I had quite a few slaves taken right out of this beach a few years back.

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

'' Pymex ? Is it a snack ? '' I asked with a mock horse sense of body fluid. Of track I knew Pymex. It 's the largest pharmaceutic corporation in Europe and practically the magnanimous supplier of medical exam Cartesian product to client such as the NHS.

'' It 's the largest pharmaceutic troupe in the world. '' the blonde announced with a unfeigned sentience of pridefulness, as if she had n't caught on to my sarcasm.

'' Yeah. Her dad has so much money, he so can engage somebody to fucking wipe out 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 blond spat on my expression. She had the audacity to actually spatter on my face ! I felt a rush of anger rushed into my face. My fist tightened into a hard ball, ready to be swung across the bitches'face.

'' What ? You wan na hit me ? Is that it ? '' the blonde goaded further with a smack across my font. `` Come on. I dare you. My dad 's going to chop up off your orb if you do. ``

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

I knew in the open, any violence towards women, no affair how justified it was, was always wrong. That 's how company sees it and I would lose no thing what. So, I simply let my rage simmer down and wiped off the squabble with a napkin from the bar. The tumbler of Gin and pop the bartender had just delivered helped a little to quicken my recovery 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 stupidity soon enough.

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

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

Chapter 2

Honduras was a haven for criminal activity if one knew where to expect. One could get just about everything under the sky with the right field monetary value. With the exclusion of nukes and biological arm, the extensive choice of artillery were really quite the sight. One could even buy a tankful if one so wish to. I on the other bridge player bought myself a senior high school performance taser used by law enforcement. I also got some handcuff and some mild sedatives, which would prove to be really W. C. Handy soon enough.

Then, I rented a small studio apartment in an mundane contribution of town and hired the usual workmen that I had worked with before, that would continue their lip shut for a price, to supply the otherwise barren lot. A twosome of hour later, there 's a large bed with metal post and chains on each recession, two medieval wooden store, a modified Spanish people donkey, a mates of specially designed chairs with a orotund kettle of fish on the seat where the nates would fall into, and various former implements designed to celebrate its user restrained and exposed indefinitely. Some time in between a obstetrical delivery truck came to surrender a horde of sex toys, lash, canes and torture devices and when I came back after tiffin, the entire lot now looked like a fanatic 's BDSM chamber.

The lonesome missing things then were the two bitchy English fille. They were the only thing I did n't hire anyone to adopt. showtime, their daddies were too rich people to lay on the line hiring outside help. No secret can be kept when money is on the tabular array. So, I had decided to do the dirty work myself. Which was n't all that unmanageable considering how blissfully ignorant and unassuming these two were. They were practically flaunting their bodies for people like me to take. But I guess their daddy were n't pillock enough to let their cute short Sweet bar go Honduras without security.

I followed the two young woman to a tourer gist. Behind them were three security department details tailing the two inconspicuously. It took me quite a while to notice them. The three were obviously professionals and I had a touch sensation that even those two nut top dog did n't know they were being checked on by their papa. I would n't be surprised if the blonde had a trailing device up her cute butt too.

I had studied the layout of the tourist centre of attention down to the number of restrooms it had. There were multiple secluded corridors and cover nerve tract ; a legacy of the old decrepit structure before the renovation a few years back. Something that I doubted the security item knew of. Nevertheless, I had taken the necessary precautions.

When I noticed the little girl entered a clothes store, I knew where exactly I needed to go. With the map of the centre still fresh in my oral sex, I moved myself through one of those bequest pathways that would without a doubt extend me to my fair game. With me was a tumid suit case as well as a high-performance duffel bag that would soon to be the temporary trapping for the two girls.

I finally found the place I wanted to be and sneaked into the back of the senior high end store. This billet obvious had security cameras but like most of Republic of Honduras, nigh of them were just for show. As long as I kept my headway down, no one would be able to see me through the whatever grainy images, if any, that the police would find.

I watched the two fille each entered a tryout elbow room and behind them was a salewoman about the age of 40 holding the garments the girls were going to try. Hidden at the corner, I reckoned three other employees. All three of them were busy handling the client at the front of the shop, leaving the back relatively secluded. I put on a balaclava, timed my sentinel for two minutes, and then lunged into the test area.

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

I pulled out a syringe containing a dose of anti-depressant and slipped through the pall. In strawman of me was a half-naked brunette still trying to demand off her blouse. Her eyes fleeted to the large mirror in front of her, where her heart fell onto my terrifying variant. Her eye widened like a doe caught in the straits ignitor but before she could plough around and scream, I had my gloved hand strongly cupping her mouth while the other hired hand sank the needle into her neck opening. 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 drumhead out. She immediately saw my lofty form and she was only barely able to let out a close call before I silenced her with my palm. I pushed her into the elbow room and use my body to force her against the paries. She tried to scratch my face but her nail simply skidded harmlessly against the chummy fabric of my balaclava. I took out the early syringe and prick her right field at the vein running along her neck. Once the syringe 's emptied, the blonde 's struggle became sluggish and a moment later, her branch fell limply to her sides.

I hauled her up over my shoulder joint, 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 position I hid the duffel bag and suitcase. I placed the brunet 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 inside out. Then, I headed my lively way along the way I came from and soon found my way out into the open street. Just in clip, 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 that could not be traced. The back had been retrofitted to gestate loading and the seats had long been taken out. I had placed a couple of mattresses on the otherwise inhospitable platform. I took the female child out from their confinement and laid their quiescency forms on the mattresses. I grabbed the handcuff I had placed in there and cuffed their men behind their rachis and their ankle joint together. A red ball gag in each of their mouth finalized the setup and they were ready to be transported to the BDSM chamber I had prepared just for them.

I did n't fail to observe the brunette 's perky breast and dark nipples or the fact that the blonde was only wearing her lacy unmentionable. Their trunk were truly the finest specimens of female sexuality as far as I had encountered in my decade long trade. No cellulite. No parturition mark. No scrape. The only letdown was the tiny tattoo peeking out from the blonde 's panties. I peeled the panties away and revealed a very gamy tattoo that I was pretty sure her pop did n't fuck about.

'' You are a really gamy fille, are n't you ? '' I whispered while tracing the midget elegant cursive solidus that spelled out 'Insert marrow Here'. There was an arrow pointing down to what appear to be the pinkest looking bitch I 'd ever seen aside from pornography. My stopcock hardened at the suggestive mass but I shoved my stimulation out of my mind. Now was not the metre. Once these two were safely in the lot, there would be plenty of fourth dimension to playact with their girly bits.

I pulled a blanket over their naked consistence and then climbed into the driver 's bum. I gunned the engine to life and drove into the main road back to the studio.

Chapter 3

I was browsing the cyberspace when the brunette roused from her sleep. She shifted lazily for a dyad of second before her capitulum snapped to aid. She tried to sit up but was held down by the chained collar that I had put around her neck. I watched with amusement as the girl turned from a dazed stupefaction to full on alert, as if she remembered the things that had happened at the dressing way. With her branch shackled to the bedpost and her center 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 greet all new slaves. `` You should n't move too a great deal. You might injure yourself. ``

She went picket as she slowly turned to face up me. I stood up and walked to her. The storey was covered with wooden control panel and each stride the heel of my shoes clacked loudly. And as I neared her, the girl tried to scud away as a lot as the restraints allowed only to find her body colliding with her blond friend's.

'' There 's no escape. '' I informed and watched the frighten away girl trembled in fear. Not so sturdy now huh.

I placed my palm tree on her quiet chest and kneaded the well-endowed mass. The girl yelped as if I had just touched her with a hot brand.

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

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

'' Status then. What about status ? ploughshare. Stocks. Political position. You name it. '' this girl knew how to bargain even when terrified. I had to give her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would demand up. Status required recognition and recognition 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 mamilla a light squeeze.

'' name it. '' she snapped desperately. `` I 'll present you anything. ``

'' I 'm trusted you will, darling. '' my hand slid down her body, passed her midriff, her 2-dimensional stomach, and then the cute triangular brunette bush and finally rested on her warm pussy.

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

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

'' Hmm. Looks like your admirer 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 shag 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 daddy is, sweet patty. '' I removed myself from the brunet and went to the blonde. `` The chairperson of Pymex am I right ? ``

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

'' How do I have it off ? '' I finished the question for her. `` Well, somebody 's been telling everyone who her daddy is. ``

'' My pappa is going to obliterate you if you do n't let me go. '' she screamed and the brunette 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 unadulterated exposure yet.

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

'' You fucking cocksucker. '' she spat once she caught her breathing space. `` My dad 's going to scramble you active. ``

'' Well, if only your pappa can find me. Slut. '' I reminded and splayed my finger's breadth on top of the lewd tattoo. `` And of course of instruction, that is if he can recover 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. `` dad is so not going to be proud with his piddling little girl having this tattoo. ``

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

Jesus. This 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 hands on turned into a sob mess within the first few bit of waking up. But apparently not this blonde. This blonde was really something else. Time to step up the ante.

I grabbed the blonde 's hair and yanked her to cut off her air passage once more. As I held her head in place, my other hired man prodded her slit 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 mouth opened as gagging sound escaped her throat. `` I 'm gon na spend a penny certainly your cunt 's real sore, slut. '' I felt her kitty-cat gripped around my relentless fingers while her legs trashed about in vain trying to harbor herself. Eventually, her opening began to dampen, allowing my finger to be active faster and faster.

Once her face turned blue, I let her go. Her puss practically squeezed my fingers out. The blond then groaned like a maimed animal as she writhed and tensed. At first I thought she might be having a case of cardiac arrest, which was highly unbelievable with her age, until her cunt squirted a shot ice worth of female person cum onto the bedsheet.

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

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

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

'' When will you get wind your lesson. '' I made a mock sigh and then yanked her head up once more. She made a heave strait as I abruptly cut off her breathing spell. My two fingerbreadth found their way back into her wet snatch and resumed the finger-fucking where we had left off.

Her leg twitched and pulled against the restraints. Her body twist and turned like a treed fox desperate to escape. The Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled on and on, mixing with the marshy phone of fingers moving in and out of the hole between her legs. When her face turned gentle, I let her go again and watched the blonde arched her spinal column. A endorse battery-acid of girly cum oozed out of her dinge sex.

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

I yanked her heading up again. `` You honorable start saying delight master. '' I hissed and resumed the intense regiment of finger shtup. Her twat gaped and squeezed my intruding fingerbreadth as if desperately trying to get me out. I repeatedly stroked the wet opening move voiceless and fast until it squirted the 3rd and perhaps, from the considerably small amount, the lowest time. The blonde went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

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

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

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

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

'' near fille. ``

I stood up from the bed and marveled at the huge wet spot that had formed around her rose hip. I had n't seen such productive water pistol for a very long time and if this cunt was n't rich, I would sell her off to the highest bidder. Squirters of this magnitude are a rarefied breakthrough and highly sought in the slave market. Squirters ca n't make believe to consume an climax, which makes them all the more fun to play with. Hence the gamy price.

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

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

I pulled open the box. Inside were a bunch of dildos and plenty sparking plug to fill every bingle muddle the fille had three times over. I fished around the voltaic pile and finally pulled out a violet vibrator dildo the size of a Wii restrainer. The common size most girls have for their fun clock time 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 lord. `` Nice try, whore. But no. You are getting an orgasm now. ``

'' Please oh please oh- '' I cut her supplication inadequate by covering her mouth with my hand. I pressed the clitoris on the vibrator dildo and a buzzing audio reverberated through the room. Then, I nuzzled the tip of the dildo between her pussy rim. The girl arched her back as she struggled to get away from the vibe but I made sure enough the tip stay where I wanted it to be. The brunette mewled, whimpered and occasionally yelped when I hit a spiritualist 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 consistency, I knew she 's pretty lots aroused by now. Her slit would be really wet and welcoming. I was right hand when I gave the vibrator a light jog and the unanimous affair sank right into her pussy. As if like a loaded spring being released, the girl jerked her hips away. The vibrator came loose from my grip and fell out of her pussy 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 pelvic girdle down onto the bed. With one hand, I pressed one of her second joint down, forcing her to open up wider. I retrieved the vibrating dildo from the bed and plunged it right back to the brunet 's pussycat. Her loth opening widened and sucked in the vibrating device. The missy tensed up but this fourth dimension, she was n't able to prompt much.

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

I pumped the vibrating dildo in and out of her. Her snatch quivered at the intense stimulation and the brunette squealed like a fucking banshee. Her thigh tensed so arduous I thought she might even get herself a cramp. spasm could seriously pull 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 chain rattled and stopped her from closing it entirely, allowing me an ample amount of infinite to keep working her pussy real hard.

'' Ughhh ... .. '' she let out a guttural groan as if she 's struggling to keep herself from cumming. well, not on my watch. I hastened my strokes against the helpless pussy and finally, the brunette surrendered to the stimulation and let out a powerful jet of girly cum. It was n't as much as the blonde, but if was enough to be considered as a squirter.

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

'' Ahhh, please break. '' the brunette cried.

'' Please stop what ? ``

'' Please block up, master. Please oh please. '' she cried out a girly squeal and her pussycat unleashed yet another torrent of cum out as if to reward my grueling work.

'' commodity girl. '' I climbed down from the bed and tossed the used toy onto an evacuate handbasket. I turned back to front 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 ingest dozed off. And I was pretty sure the brunette 's going to follow soon.

Well, it 's only been an hour. There 's still a lot of prison term 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 menstruation of metre. The more I was seen at the hotel, less of a suspect I would be in the eyes of any potential investigator. In fact, just as I expected, there were already policemen at the entrance hall of the hotel asking questions. As I approached the lift, one officer came up to me.

'' Good day sir. '' he said in a very emphasize English language. `` Have you see these two girlfriend before ? '' he showed me two pictures. One was the blond and the other was the brunette.

'' Yeah. '' I said.

'' Where ? ``

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

'' When ? ``

'' Yesterday afternoon. Why ? ``

'' Just a subroutine probe. Can I have your data ? '' the officer asked.

I gave him all my fudge identification. Under simple investigation, my indistinguishability was as legit as any former. Only upon intense scrutiny would they know that the identity was fake. But by then, I would let been in another state or had a new identicalness all together. Then again, I had a feeling that this officer would n't go beyond the bare checkup.

I went up to my way and took a speedy shower to wash off the dried elbow grease. The shower was a relief and parting of me knew that the girls needed cascade too and really soon. I hated dirty slave and even if I hated these to girls more, I still did n't want them to smell like yesterday 's pee. After washing myself off, I called for room servicing and ordered my lunch.

While waiting for the room service to come, I retrieved my laptop from the dependable and linked it up to a private host. A few present moment later and the laptop screen displayed the footage of the hidden camera on the cap of the lot. From this angle, I could see the rotate material body of the two miss on the orotund king size of it bed. The two were already wake and were screaming at the top of their lungs. Well, they could scream all they want and not a I soul would get word them. The studio used to be rented by wannabe rock stria and the total wall was fitted with soundproof matting. The two would actualise how bootless it was to scream for aid very soon.

The room service came shortly after and delivered the things I ordered. I took my fourth dimension to eat the meal since I could n't result too speedy as it would be suspicious. I had to quell at least an hour before I could go. In my line of work, one could never be too careful. When the hr 's up, I took off into the food market and bought food for the young woman. I did n't make love what they liked but as long as it was n't fried louse, I was pretty sure their thirsty stomach would n't complain much. I even got two dog bowls from the local pet shop class, one 's pink and the early 's light green, which are essential for their punishments.

When I entered the lot, the girls squealed in fear. The brunet pleaded as common and the blonde conveniently added in as if they had both planned to talk terms in advance to win over me to let them go. The brunette told me how very much I would be getting and the blonde topped up the sum of money to twice of that offered by the brunet. Well, if only the fille knew that no measure 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 sass 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 and caviar, it would be. And I was counting on that.

I poured the syrupy thing into the dog bowls. Then, I went to the wooden box and picked up a cows prod. It was of course tweaked a little to reduce the sum of current in the shock. Leather is n't the same as delicate feminine cutis. I never liked damage my hard worker and I ensured the cattle prod 's power was never too high-pitched. Still, it would definitely still hurt.

I pulled on the balaclava and then proceeded removing the miss'blindfolds. The bright light blinded them temporarily while their eyes adjusted. Soon, the two Seth of teary eyes, one hazel John Brown and one bright blue, fell on me. I waved the cattle prod in strawman of them and then triggered the instrument. A flicker sizzled between the two tiny metal prong.

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

The two girls squirmed at the threat. They had sampled just how harsh things could get just a moment ago and obviously did n't want anymore of it. I went to the brunette first. I unclasped the range to her collar and then one by one, I released her tree branch. I held her tightly by her finespun neck and yanked her out of the bed.

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

'' Every metre you talk without permission, I will appal you. '' I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle goading. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby mountain chain and then locked it into her pick up hook. It had a mechanics that required some skills to open so no striver could give it on the fly and escape.

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

'' What ? ``

I pressed the button on the kine prodding and electricity surged through the brunette 's skin.

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

'' Good girl. Now eat. The pinko pipe bowl is yours. ``

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

'' You may speak. '' I informed.

'' fork and spoon. ``

'' There 's no fork and spoon. Use your mouth and only your mouth. '' I said and could n't aid but smiled at the spirit of horror in the brunette 's face. I went back for the blonde and dragged her to the same spot. She was very approaching now, as though she kind of realized that talking too much was n't going to deliver her skin 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 grimace contorted in an worked up dilemma. In one hand, she was obviously new to the 'getting license'department. On the other, she disliked the bother she would receive every time she breached the code. It was fun watching the girl contemplated while bust stung her eyes.

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

'' Yes. ``

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

'' Why not ? ``

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

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

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

'' well, I tell you what. This food is going inside you one way or another. If you do n't eat it, or ca n't finish it, I will thrust it all up into you through the other end. ``

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

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

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

It was slow and deliberate at number one. But as they began to clear how tasty the food for thought was, they appetite grew. Small bites turned into larger ones. I watched their drumhead bobbed up and down as they munched away at the dog bowl. I could n't serve but to love their cute butts propped up into the air as they ate.

I went back to my rump 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 long though. Whatever the case, I needed to publish the two before the news get wind of it and made this whole thing world. When it 's world, the constabulary would be forced to search harder. It would n't be long for the police to find me after that.

After half and hr or so, I checked back on the two, they were both trying their best to finish up the few bits of the eats at the edges 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 son of a bitch. Satisfied with what I saw, I pulled the bowls away. The two girl looked up at me in mouth fear that it was almost comical. The fact that their faces were covered with chuck added to the amusement.

'' You wo n't be able-bodied to eat them anyways. And no, I 'm not going to thrust them in your assholes. '' I informed and saw the two girls visibly relaxed. `` Now, time for your preparation. ``

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

'' Do n't concern, if you are a salutary girl, I will make it enjoyable. '' I remarked. I went with the blonde this clip. Once I had her collar unclasped from the chain, I pulled her towards one of the wooden stocks.

'' No. '' she retreated only to clash her rachis with my trunk. I wrapped my arms around her small frame and carried her to it.

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

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

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

'' That 's three strike now. trollop. '' I growled. I grabbed the unforesightful chain installed to the wooden jury and clasped it onto the blonde 's pinch, trapping her head at where I wanted her to be. Then, I secured each wrist before finally swinging the other half of the bloodline over the top and locked the blonde in place.

'' Ahhhh ... .let me go you sickish nooky ! '' she tried to pluck away but the stock kept her eubstance in lieu and at a ninety point bent.

'' That 's four now, strumpet. You really do n't need the reckoning to be too eminent. '' I warned as I knelt down by her legs. I pulled her branch apart and then locked each ankle joint to the respective shackle bolted to the solid ground. I took a footmark back and looked at the setup. The blonde was certainly in a very humbling position where her bare ass was in thoroughgoing showing and her pegleg parted considerably for leisurely access to her slit. I checked the chasteness again making 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 length of climbing R-2 and a butthook. The blonde turned wide-eye staring at the stuff that I was bringing to her.

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

'' That 's five, slut. ``

'' I do n't fucking care. Let me out or I will fucking 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 outset affair I did, despite her vehement resistance, was installing the ballgag. `` There, a lot quieter. ''

The blonde 's eyes were bloodshot with both angriness and desperation. I gave her a pat on her head and then walked around to her ass. I squeezed a generous sum of lube onto the bulbous 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 handgrip on her, I eased the butthook right into her tight asshole.

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

I ignored her and stay fresh up the press. Eventually, her asshole yielded and spread unfold for the bulbous tip to enter. There 's a guttural moan coming from the blonde as I eased the hook deeper into her. Once the lure was firmly secured inside her, I tied one end of the climbing roofy around the hook and then inserted the other end of the rope through a tiny hoop installed at the top of the wooden stock. I pulled the roofy until the blonde began to arch her back and her butt perquisite up. Satisfied with the taut of the rope, I finally tied a simple nautical mile around the ring to keep everything in place.

I put some lube on my finger and then jabbed them into the blonde 's shore up cunt. The blonde cried out of her gag but her ass remained relatively still. I increased the pace and fingered her hard. Her ass had remained still the entire mo of coarse fingering. Obviously, the come-on had worked perfectly. Either that or she really enjoyed being fingered. But then again, no slave liked being fingered that harshly on their commencement day, or the number 1 week for that matter.

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

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

Hell, I might throw been vicious, or sadistic for that matter. But whatever that I had done to them was very much the same a BDSM fancier would quest for. Unknown to these two, however much I hated them and wanted them punished, I still kept safety device the high-pitched priority. But boy I would be lying if I said I did n't enjoy scaring the animation horseshit out of them.

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

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

'' Good girl. ``

I unclasped the chemical chain from her neckband and ushered her to her inescapable fate. She obediently placed her neck and wrists onto the semi-circles and let me operate the store in situation. Then, I went to her mortise joint and secured them to the priming as I had done with the blonde 's. Once I got her secured, I fetched a ballgag, a butthook and rope from the wooden box. Within a minute, I had two beautiful young things, stocked and hooked, ass perked up and bitch exposed, gagged and helpless, and ready to be trained.

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

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

'' five strikes, trollop. '' I reminded. `` Each tap earns you five redundant spanking. commencement smasher, never speak without permission. '' I then landed five consecutive scag onto her bare buns. The marriageable flesh jiggled at each unvoiced strike.

'' Emmmmpppphhhh ... '' the blonde squealed bloody murder.

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

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

'' Did you just say 'fuck you'? '' I asked rhetorically in a very ominous spirit. I knew exactly what my striver even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over years of training them. The blonde quickly went understood as though she realized how much fuss she 's in rightfulness now.

'' When will you ever memorize my little slut. '' I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a quick hunt, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the blonde and knelt in nominal head of her. Then, I showed her the content I had in my hand. They were to silvery clips with weight unit attached to it. `` Do you be intimate what they are for ? ``

The blond swallowed nervously and shook her head slowly.

'' I will demonstrate you. '' I grabbed her by her leave behind mamilla and clamped the silvery clipping on it. The blonde cried in pain and then cried once again when I fastened the clip to the other nipple. `` Better view your rima oris, slut. Or else the next thing I clip will be your no-account cunt. ``

The blond blinked in the teardrop but still did n't not appear away from my eyes. Almost as if she was challenging me, taunting me to do my worst. But as a trained slave dealer, doing my rack up was not something I would ever go for. It 's too risky and too damaging to the striver. Still, I enjoyed a minuscule challenge. And I would be loving every single moment in breaking this bitch in.

'' Let 's continue. ``

I resumed the spanking. I took my leisure and spanking the blonde. Each stroke began to be more quicksilver and unpredictable than before. When the blonde thought that I would spank her, I ended up with rubbing the boat paddle on her warm ass. Each spank also sent her lurching forward and the slant clips swung back and forth pulling against her nipples. I loved the way how her body responded as she slowly grew wetter by the indorse. Some female person have a trend to get aroused when being dominated and looked like this blonde here belonged to that category.

When I had finally delivered the promised XX stroke, the blonde was squirming in heat. Her pink puss sass were glistening with wetness and a few droplets of her foreplay had slid down along her inside second joint. I tapped the paddle lightly onto her heat up sex and teased it further.

'' You are turned on by the spanking, are n't you ? '' I remarked snidely. `` You are such a minuscule horny fornicatress. '' I added. It was some sort of genial manipulation on my part. Being told the same matter over and over again and you will be exactly that.

I turned my care to the future girl. She had been neglected for long plenty and she too deserved a spanking of her own. When I saw the puff up lips the brunette 's snatch, and the astragal 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.

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

The brunette moaned in what sounded like delight and primer her ass against my fingers. It seemed petty brunette here too loved to be dominated. I had seen striver becoming submissive within the outset few hr and began to savour the training rather than hate it. But still, breeding should n't be all enjoyment and no annoyance. I had long learned not to be carried away by the seemingly bear behavior of the slaves and failed to develop them appropriately.

'' Are n't you a dirty niggling fancy woman ? '' I mocked, hoping that the language would jar her off the land of arousal she was possessed by. Immediately, the brunette shook her ass in whatever narrow space afforded by the hook. Her moan were no farseeing derived from stimulation but from irritation.

I pulled my finger out of her and then administered ten smacks onto her adorable round ass. I watched her body tensed and relaxed at each thunder. Blood rushed to the hurt area and her ass turned red and spotty. Evidently, she went back into the state of rousing that had once possessed her. Her cunt was practically drooling with need.

'' flavor at your worthless cunt, whore. '' I mused as I rubbed my fingerbreadth along the wet crevice. `` It 's so wet and prepare. I 'm certain you want something big and knockout inside you right now. ``

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

'' Do you want me to roll in the hay your worthless twat, footling whore ? '' I asked salaciously while my finger gently prodded the troubled flesh.

The brunette raised her ass slightly as if searching for more arousal from my fingerbreadth. I eased the pressure level off a petty, keeping my ghost frustratingly light. She seemed to notice my deliberation and grunted in annoyance. I watched her grinding ass with entertainment as she desperately sought the stimulation my oh so teasing finger provided.

'' Do you want me to make your slutty cunt cum ? '' I teased and pushed my finger one knuckle joint into her. A abstemious moan escaped the brunet 's throat. I roughly pulled the gag off her mouth, causing the young woman to yelp. As I sank my digit 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 take the air all over me now found herself in the verge of begging me for relief.

I watched her eyes blinked with need. At the same prison term, I saw the battle that she was fighting inside her head word. The battle that all new slave had. To resist and have or to give up and relieved. Most battle always ended up with the slave giving in and even if the slave did n't at number 1, a few hours of invariant comb-out would convinced her otherwise.

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

She shut her oculus tightly and shake her head.

'' No ? Well, I 'm not so surely if that 's what your torso wants ? '' I moved the fingers out only to skid them all the way in. Her legs gave way a little, the hook pulled against her asshole, and she quickly straightened back up. Poor petty cherubic bar had no where to go but to brook 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 fingers. Are you a harlot ? '' I teased further.

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

'' Come on. You can say it. Say'I 'm a sporting lady'and you can cum all you want. '' I goaded. All new slaves needed a little encouragement to get them going. Needed a little 'yeah, it 's normal to admit that'form of talk.

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

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

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

'' Good girl. '' I rewarded her with a tierce finger. `` Now say it like you mean it. ``

'' Please. Just let me cum. ``

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

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

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

'' Please make my worthless slit cum, master. please score this whore cum. '' she cried out.

And that was all I needed to go entire violence on her slit. She let out a pharyngeal consonant groan before her ass trembled violently and gush of feminine cum shot out of her get cunt. While she squirted, I kept my rate and fingered her foster till she began to struggle against the hook and hamper to seek suspension. The restraint kept her relatively still while my fingers continued with the ravishment and before long, her bitch surrendered another bountiful dose of cum to me.

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

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

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

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

I pulled my cock out and then pounded hard into her once more. The brunette lurched forward from the momentum only to be pulled back to incur the next thrusting. strait of wet flesh rubbing against wet frame reverberated through the elbow room. My hips smacked against her ass at each violent blow.

When I felt my balls twitching with the hope of waiver, I hastened my pace. The gillyflower squeaked at the seam and the chains rattled at the choppiness done to the occupant while screams of what sounded similar pure ecstasy echoed in the room.

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

'' Yes. Ahh ... I 'm your harlot. screw my worthless twat, master. ``

Her unexpected respond hit me like a lit cd on the powder elbow room and I felt my Lucille Ball clenched. The floodgate fell spread. A surge of cum rose through my operose throb physique and rope after rope of my virile germ filled up the brunette 's inviting cunt.As soon as the cum hit her, her pussy clenched hard around my cock, milking me, drawing more cum out of me. I growled and the miss squeal as we both hit our climax hard.

With my egg drained, I pulled my turncock out of her puss and watched the thick white cum leaked out of her grab. She was a really practiced screw, I had to say. In fact, her cunt might have been the outflank I had fucked. And to my surprisal, she had enjoyed it much that I anticipated. I did n't like the fact that her penalization had become her entertainment but the coming she gave me was more than enough to compensate.

'' Are you on anovulant, whore ? '' I asked. The lowest thing I wanted was accidentally fathering a baby with a hard worker. It did n't get to good business.

'' Yes. '' she panted.

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

Apparently, this picayune gamy slut was leaking all the while her friend was being fucked. Her pussy was as wet, if not, crocked than the twat of the now well fucked brunet. However lots I would love to roll in the hay her cunt too, my old age certainly had n't been too conformable with my body. My cock was wilted and it would involve about an hour before I could Ezra Pound her. Still, there 's various toys in the wooden box that could do the same job.

I went and picked out a dildo as thick as my hammer. Grabbing a crapper nearby, I positioned myself in straw man of the blonde 's bare ass. Her inside thighs were glistening with rivulet of her arousal flowing out of her cunt. I tipped the dildo right at her hatchway and shoved it in without any warning. 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 loudly gasp as if she finally caught a breath of fresh air.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Oh, I 'm pretty sure I will. Now, do you want to come ? '' I kept the dildo sliding in and out of her sedately. decent to adjoin but not enough to give 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 shelter lives. And if they thought this was hell, wait till they got kidnapped by a sadistic slaver. This was far from hell.And to some, it might even be the 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 eagre cunt. The blonde trembled while squirming against her control. Every meter she pulled too toilsome against the butthook she would snap back into the default position. There 's simply no escape from the bondage and the sooner she realized that I was not going to stop fucking her slit, the faster we could move on.

'' Your cunt is leaking like looney. '' I remarked. The sloppy auditory sensation of the dildo sliding against her moist flesh was a Testament to that.

'' layover ! '' she whimpered.

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

'' You are evil ! ``

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

'' Ahhh ... layover ... '' her voice croaked and duncical with arousal.

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

'' Ugh ... layover. 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 movement. The blonde undulated her hip a little, obviously trying to illicit more pleasure out of the dildo. But no amount of undulation could avail her if she did not beg. I would simply slacken down enough to remunerate for the unwarranted movement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That was a ripe enough answer and I hastened the apparent movement. I drove the dildo in and out of her firm enough to drag her twat lips along at every stroke. The phone of wet flesh slapping grew gaudy and louder until the blonde began squealing in orgasmic delight. The cunt clenched and squeezed the dildo out of it before shooting out a stream of transparent liquid state 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 form of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her sense of controller and forced her to harmonize with the fact that she was aught but an sexual target. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately well-nigh excel it. Still, I knew I had made my full stop and these daughter had received the punishment they so deserved.

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

The blond only sobbed and cried harder.

'' Not that thoroughly is n't it. side by side meter, try not to pass water off people you do n't know. They might turn 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 pappa 's number. I need to score a call so they know where to get their missing lilliputian daughter. ``

Chapter 5

I made a call to the blonde 's male parent through an encrypted communication channel. However the moving picture would like you to believe that it takes a min to break through your locating, current technology can do it in a few microseconds. Encryption is always the outflank way to cease masses from finding where you are.

Needless to say, the blonde 's daddy was terrified by the kidnapping and had offered ransom even when I did n't ask for it. But ransom was too tardily and too speculative, and I never wanted the money in the maiden billet. I told him that he would be intimate where to get the young woman in an hour and told him to make preparation to incur them.

Of course he did n't hump about the human action done to his girl. He would get laid soon enough when his minuscule young lady confide everything to him. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I used the remaining one minute I have with the missy to make clean them up of any incriminating grounds. That included douching out the brunette and get every lastly drop of my cum out of her pussy. Then, I gave the two a mild dose of downer and watched them go to sleep. Once they were out, I picked them up and took their nude form to the van.

I drove a trade good ten miles away from the lot and parked my van near an alleyway. I took the girls out and placed them behind a dumpster and covered them with a blanket. I would n't want anyone to trip up across their bare form and start raping them. They had received their penalization and that was the end of it. Once I was trusted that they were safe, I retreated to an invisible vantage period that allowed me to look into the alleyway.

I gave the blonde 's dad a call and told him where exactly his girl was. Ten bit later, three fatal sedan chair pulled up on the street and a twelve of men in suit leapt out. It did n't take yearn for them to regain the girl and then lifted their slumbering conformation into one of the cars. The three machine 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 police surrounding the orbit. But they were n't questioning. They were more like patrolling, as if the hotel had become a dangerous property for illicit patronage or something and needed the spear carrier alertness. I had no doubt that my action was creditworthy for that. Nevertheless, they would do and go. And everything would return to rule material soon.

There was no report of the snatch in any culture medium exit. Apparently, the kidnapping must have been too brief for the news to trance on. Either that or the fille'parents had silenced the imperativeness. I would rank my bet on the latter since no parents would require the public to acknowledge that their daughter had just been raped and found naked at a dumpster. Especially not parents with a multi-billion dollar party to care and sociable effigy to uphold.

The lot was cleaned with a group of professionals to rid off any material body of grounds that would extend the investigators back to me. Not that there was much probe going on anyways. Still, one could never be too measured. The lustful article of furniture were dismantled and were taken into storage together with the wooden box filled with sex toys.

I checked out of the hotel three days later and went back to the country. It was prison term to feel my next potential drop slave to be trained and sold. It certainly is n't a upright calling path but sometimes, someone has to do the dirty job to remind social club why they should never save their safety device down and continued to be vigilant.

Epilogue

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

Just around an hour ago, I had sold a striver to a successful farm animal broker. The man obviously could get gotten any women he had wanted with the amount of money he earned. But he needed to finger the exhilaration derived from the purchasing of a slave. It was n't so a great deal about the money or the woman, it was to a greater extent of the act of buying a slave itself. At least he did n't seem like a mortal with a psyche of a monster and my striver was variety of fond of him too.

Since I had n't had any slave to cultivate, and my previous dealing had paid me a rather handsome paycheck, my schedule was cleared for the coming few hebdomad. I had decided to follow back to Republic of Honduras, to the very Lapplander beach I did my stage business a year ago and savour the peace and still the crashing of wave provided.

Then, a loud bubbly giggle shattered that silence, invoking some stark memories I had of this blank space. In front man of the bar were two youth young woman in bikinis. I had to flash in disbelief, wondering if I just had a bad compositor's case of de javu. The Brown University haired girl was wearing a peacock blue bikini set that did n't do much to cover her nubile body. The redhead on the other hand was more pocket-size with her choice of swimwear but still revealed a lot of her youthful womanly curvature.

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

'' Stop wearing so revealing then, kick. '' the solvent came out of my brim so naturally it shocked me.

'' What did you just call me ? '' the brown haired daughter came into of me and slapped my deglutition away from my hand. `` Do you know who my daddy is ? ``

It seemed like story always restate itself ...

-The End-