Diary of a Slave Merchant – 2008 (Conclusion)
Introduction:
A man chronicles his life as a merchant of sex slaves
9:41pm
The contractor is going to start tomorrow. I told him I was finishing the garage to hold services in it for a small church I was starting with my family. I figured we needed a raised platform, with steps leading up to it so that seemed like a good cover story.
He said a project like this would normally take a week because he does everything himself. But, if I really needed it done quickly, and I wanted to pay for it, he could get helpers and finish it by Saturday. Apparently, there is usually a group of illegals hanging around near the hardware store and contractors will hire them for the day as needed. It isn’t strictly legal, but it’s so wide-spread that everyone turns a blind eye to it.
We need time to furnish it and decorate it too, so I am paying the extra to get it done by Saturday.
Flower spent the day training the girls. Winter doesn’t really need training, so she was helping Flower train the other two. I popped in a few times here and there. It looked more like Winter was training the slaves and teaching Flower how to train slaves at the same time, but whatever works.
River seems to have issues with people touching her. I’m tempted to have Baby find out what her story is so we can maybe deal with it better, but I can’t let her start getting attached to River. I just need her to get over it.
Baby went out looking for furnishings for the garage. She has most of the furniture picked out, but I’m waiting until Monday to buy everything, just to make sure the room is ready to go.
Tomas got a clean bill of health at the doctor. It will take a few days to get the results back on one of the tests, but he appears to be clean.
January 18th, 2008
1:30pm
The contractor is making good progress. It is framed and the electric has been run. They are starting the drywall this afternoon and will finish it tomorrow and lay the carpet. It was surprising how much they could get done in half a day with just the six of them.
I took Baby out there so she could get a feel for how the furnishing would fit and how to decorate it. It was amusing how the work came to a virtual standstill the whole time she was out there with every eye following her around the room.
I mostly left Flower alone to train the slaves today. The one time I went down there, River and Ruby were sucking on dildos.
January 18th, 2008
11:12pm
Had a very busy day. Contractor will be back at 7am, so getting to bed early tonight.
Flower wants to show me the progress the slaves have made with oral sex. Maybe tomorrow. I told her to start working on their fucking and how to work a cock when they are on top. I know Ruby was a virgin when she got here, and I’ve not seen River in action yet but if her cock sucking is any indication, she will need work also. I assume Winter knows what she’s doing, but I need to evaluate all three of them. Hopefully on Sunday.
Flower also said that Winter keeps asking her for alcohol. I told her not to give it to her under any circumstances.
January 19th, 2008
9:51am
The guys are busy in the garage, everything is on schedule and they should finish early this evening.
Baby told me that Winter kept the girls up most of the night crying and asking for alcohol. This is apparently more serious that I thought. I can’t afford to have her break down on me now.
I tucked a small, flat bottle of vodka with a few shots left down the back of my pants and went downstairs.
River was wearing a strap-on dildo, lying on her back on the futon, tears streaming down her face, and Ruby was fucking her. Flower stood over them, rod in hand, coaching Ruby. If I wasn’t so busy, I would love to sit and watch this.
I opened the door to the bedroom and Winter popped up out of bed, eyes red from crying.
“Master!” she exclaimed.
I walked in and closed the door.
“What’s the problem?”
“I… I need a drink, Master.”
“No.”
She got down on her knees at my feet.
“Master… Please… I *need* a drink. Just a little. Please.”
“Winter… Why?”
“Why? I… because I need it.”
“No, I mean, you are stronger than this.”
“I… I can’t… I tried… Please, Master.”
“I can’t let you be a drunk. I need you in your right mind.”
“Then give me a FUCKING DRINK!” she yelled.
I just looked at her.
“I’m sorry, Master! I’m sorry, please…” she begged, more scared that I might not give her a drink than she was of punishment.
“Winter…”
“Please… I’ll… I’ll suck your dick! I’ll do it really good, just give me a drink first.”
“You really are pathetic.”
“Please…” she begged and started to cry again.
“Here.” I said, reaching around for the vodka.
“God! Thank you!” she said excitedly, grabbing the bottle from my hand.
I expected her to down the whole thing, but she slowly sipped it, savoring each drop. I just watched her, thinking about how horrible it must be to have such an addiction.
After she finished it, she handed the bottle back to me. I tucked it back in my pants.
“I guess I owe you this.” she said, reaching up and unzipping my pants.
I pushed her away.
“Just get your shit together!” I growled, “I don’t have time to deal with this. Get out there and help train those girls.”
“Yes, Master…” she said, humiliated.
As I walked out of the room, Ruby was now lying on the futon, wearing the strap-on and being fucked by a still-crying River. You’d think she’d eventually run out of tears.
This whole thing… it’s just insane.
January 19th, 2008
7:49pm
After I left the basement earlier today, I started thinking about River. I had assumed since she was so compliant, that she didn’t need to be broken. I was wrong.
Being broken, I believe, is not just a state of no longer resisting for fear of punishment. It’s when your mind comes to accept as normal what you are being made to do. When you break a horse, it doesn’t think ‘I need to let this guy sit on my back or I might get whipped.’ Rather, it becomes natural for the horse to let the rider sit on his back. Evidence of this is that once broken, the horse will let anyone ride it.
That’s my theory, anyway. And I intend to test it out with River.
About 6pm, the contractor called me out to show me the completed work. Everything seemed to be in order. He showed me a couple of potential problems with the ceiling that he couldn’t do anything about without more time.
I wrote him out a check as the laborer’s cleaned up, stacking the left over material in a pile outside the side door of the garage. He paid them all in cash and they all piled in his panel truck to leave.
As he was headed back to the truck, I stopped him and told him there were a couple of things I could use the laborer’s help with and that I’d pay all five of them $50 each to stay a couple hours late. I told him I’d take them back to the hardware store when we were done so he could go ahead and leave.
He walked around, opened the back door of the truck and said something in broken Spanish, struggling for words at times. All five of them came back out of the truck and in to the garage.
I thanked the contractor and saw him off. I fetched Tomas and had him bring the guys some beers and tell them to just hang out and wait for me.
I waited long enough for them to finish a couple of beers, then grabbed one of Baby’s wrap-around, short skirts and went down to the basement. Flower was cooking something in the microwave, presumably dinner for the slaves. Baby was talking to Ruby, working on her English and River and Winter were sitting on the futon.
“River, put this on.” I ordered, handing her the skirt.
After she put the skirt on, I removed her collar and walked her to the lower door.
“The rest of you stay here.” I said, “We’ll be back soon.”
As we reached the garage door, I paused and turned to River.
“River,” I began, with a stern voice, “I am going to introduce you to some people. No matter what they say, or what happens, you are not to tell them you are a slave, ask for help, or anything like that.”
“OK, Master.” she said.
“They will not rescue you no matter what you say,” I continued, “and you be severely punished if you do. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Master.” she said, nervously.
We walked in to the garage and it became dead silent. All eyes were on River.
“Tomas, do any of them speak English at all?” I asked.
He said something in Spanish and got nothing but negative replies and shaking heads.
“No, Sir, None of them.”
“Good.” I said, taking the steps up to the newly-built platform, pulling River up with me.
I turned River to face them and walked a couple of feet away from her, calling Tomas to stand next to me.
“Translate for me.” I whispered to Tomas so River could not hear what I was saying. River could not understand Spanish, so she had no idea what was being said.
“My girlfriend is attractive, is she not?” I whispered.
Tomas translated and they all excitedly answered in the affirmative.
“Unfortunately, she has been unfaithful to me.”
They looked confused, a couple of them making a “Boo” type noise.
“She needs to be punished, and I would like you to help me.”
They looked even more confused now.
“I have $50 and a condom for each of you.”
They were in shock. None of them moved or said a word.
I walked over to River, grabbed her skirt and pulled it off of her, revealing her light blue panties. River started sobbing and put one hand up to her mouth, the other over her crotch.
There were several excited shouts.
I walked down the steps and went to each one, handing them a $50 bill and a condom, then walked back up to Tomas.
“I promise, no one will get in trouble for this. She will not tell anyone because she knows she did wrong and needs punished.”
The men started to become excited, laughing and playfully pushing each other.
“Come up here and make a circle around her.”
As the men approached, I stepped over and stood behind River, putting my hand on the back of her neck. I didn’t need to whisper anymore so I left Tomas standing a few feet away.
“Masssterrr… what are they doooinnngg!” River cried, on the verge of hysteria.
“I’m sorry, River,” I said, “but you are no good to me like this.”
The men formed a circle around her. River grabbed my arm with both hands and pulled in close to me.
“Massssstteeerr!” she sobbed.
“Tomas, tell them to be rough, but do not hurt her.”
“Master! NO! PLEASE!” River begged, falling down on her ass, balling up at my feet and grabbing my legs.
“Put your condoms on and keep them on. If it falls off, you are done.”
“Master!!!” River shrieked.
I grabbed River by her hair, pulled her up and then quickly grabbed both arms, holding them behind her.
She was standing in place, bent over at the waist and raising her left leg to hide her crotch.
“Nooo! Master! Pleeeeasssasssseeee!” she was completely hysterical.
The men stood in a semi-circle around her, all of them wearing condoms on their cocks. Some of them just had it sticking out their zipper, others removed their pants and were naked from the waste down.
The stench of sweat from a hard days work was strong as the men stood there, waiting, some of them jacking themselves off. One of them reached over and and grabbed her tit.
“OHHH GODDD! No!!!” River screamed.
“Fuck any hole you want, boys, but do not damage her!” I said, waiting for the translation.
River was sobbing hysterically, saying something unintelligible.
When Tomas had finished translating, they started to close in, unsure if it was time yet.
I put my hand under the collar of Rivers t-shirt and with one quick yank, her tits flopped free. I turned my back to the open end of the circle they stood in and backed up a bit, pulling River with me.
The men all started groping her, squeezing and pinching her tits, and grabbing her ass. A hand reached in and yanked her panties off. I held her up for a few more seconds, then let her go and backed off.
She fell to the floor, screaming frantically, and trying in vain to fight off ten hands.
One of them, apparently the so-called ‘Alpha Male’, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her knees. He pushed his thumb between her lips, forcing it in to her mouth, and pried her mouth open. She bit his thumb. Not hard, but just enough to make him pull it back out.
He looked down at her, reared his right hand back, and smacked her across the face. He then looked at me to see if I was upset. I looked back at him and nodded toward River.
He smacked her again. And again.
He then put his thumb back to her lips and she opened her mouth, letting it slide in unopposed. Her eyes were starting to glaze over and her screaming had changed to sobbing moans.
He slid his above-average sized cock in and started to fuck her mouth with it. She let out a short, muffled yelp each time his cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged several times. There were eight hands mashing her tits, feeling her up and pinching her ass, but she seemed to barely notice, concentrating on catching a breath between plunges of the illegals cock down her throat.
After maybe 45 seconds, he started to pant loudly, bent his head back and closed his eyes. I stepped in closer to make sure the condom was still in place just in time for him to let out a long moan and then start grunting, his body tightening, as he filled the condom with come.
When he had finished, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and the condom started to slip off of his softening erection. I tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to step away from River.
“Tomas, tell him he can help restrain her and touch her, but no more sex.”
Tomas stood there with his mouth hanging open, watching the action.
“Tomas!” I snapped.
“Yes… yes, Sir.” he replied, then translated.
River was still on her knees, head hanging down, barely making a sound.
Another man started to put his cock in her mouth, but another grabbed him and they argued for a moment. They seemed to reach an agreement and pushed River down on her back.
As one of them started to spread her legs, River came alive and started kicking at him, screaming, scratching and crying.
The man shouted something in Spanish and one of them grabbed her arms, stretching them out above her head. Two others each grabbed a leg, spread them out and held them down.
River screamed as one of them mounted her, twisting her body, trying to get loose from the grips of the sweating men, then returned to crying hysterically when she realized it was futile.
River turned her head and looked at me.
“Massssterrrr!!! PleeasssAAAAAAGGGGGGG!!!!” she screeched as the man pierced her vagina.
“Uhhhttt! Uhhhttt! Uhhhttt!” she huffed with each stroke.
Another of the men bent down, trying to put his cock in her mouth. She was in a very awkward position, so he moved around, trying to find a good entry angle.
He finally found a good angle, slid his cock in to her mouth and started to fuck it.
She let out a deep, muffled, staccato cry as her tits violently flopped up and down from the force of the man fucking her cunt. He was furiously pounding her as he approached orgasm.
His ass clenched together and he made several strong, deep jabs, pausing and grunting each time his cock hit bottom.
He finally fell on top of her, exhausted. The other men shouted and pushed him, wanting their turn. He crawled off of her and stood up, the come-filled condom still intact. Tomas repeated the instructions he gave the first man. The man then knelt down and grabbed River’s left leg, taking over to let that guy have a turn.
The man who was fucking her mouth decided he wanted some pussy and moved between her legs. At this point, River was lying there, staring at the ceiling, not making a sound.
Another quickly took his place and crammed his cock in to River’s mouth. She moaned slightly, but offered no resistance. The man between her legs penetrated her and started to thrust his hips.
I kept a careful eye on them to make sure I could tell when they were about to come.
“Do you want a turn, Tomas?” I asked.
“Um… uh…” he stammered.
“She’s right there…”
“I… No, Sir. I…”
“It’s OK, Tomas. I understand.” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. “Maybe something else will turn up for you tonight.”
The third and fourth man finished with River, Tomas gave them the instructions and they switched off holding her down for the last man.
This one was apparently the low guy on the totem pole. He was chubby and his dick was quite small. Not Kevin-small, but definitely below average. He mounted her but seemed to be having trouble getting it in her. His cock was erect, but I guess his belly and small cock prevented him from reaching her cunt the way she was lying flat.
He finally decided to stand up and just masturbate while looking down at her. The other men cheered him on as the ones with free hands groped River’s body.
River looked up at him with a blank expression as he towered over her body and jacked off. It didn’t take him long to fill his condom with come.
The men stood up, laughing and excitedly talking in Spanish. River lie in place on her back, not moving even after they had all let go of her.
I gave Tomas the keys and told him to bring the men back to the hardware store. They all exited the garage, still laughing, talking and occasionally thrusting their hips. I imagine they were bragging about how hard they fucked her.
I looked down at River. She kept staring at the ceiling.
“I’m sorry it had to come to this.” I said.
She slowly turned her head to look at me.
“Burn in hell.” she said calmly, then rolled over on her side.
I picked her up and carried her down to the basement. The girls all gasped and sat up straight.
“What happened?” Baby asked.
“She’ll be fine.” I assured them, carrying her in to the bedroom.
I lay her down in her bed, covered her up and shut the door.
“Baby, you might want to go talk to her.” I suggested.
Baby got up and walked toward the bedroom door.
As she walked past me, I touched her shoulder. “Arms length.” I reminded her.
January 19th, 2008
11:11pm
Just before 9pm, I talked to Baby. River was not saying much, but Baby seemed to think she’d be OK.
I felt sorry for Tomas. His balls have to be aching after watching River out in the garage tonight. And after his clean report from the doctor, I thought it was time.
I told Baby to go downstairs, make sure Ruby and River were in bed. Then make up something to tell Winter to have her stay up late, then her and Flower go watch TV upstairs. I wanted Winter alone in the main room.
I waited until Baby and Flower went upstairs, then went out back, fetched Tomas and brought him in to the kitchen.
“You ready for some action?” I asked, pulling the fixings for a sandwich out of the fridge.
“Sir?”
“I have a brown haired beauty down in the basement, ready to do anything you ask.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“How do I… what do I say?”
“Put this in your back pocket.” I said, handing him a small bottle of vodka, about 1/4 full, “Go down and say you are there to check the TV.”
I debated with myself about taking advantage of her addiction, but I need to keep giving her small amounts of alcohol to keep her going through the auction, and honestly… this sounded kind of fun since she is such a bitch.
“I do not know about TV’s” Tomas replied.
“Pretend, Tomas… Look behind it and move some wires around.”
“Then what?”
“Just make sure she sees the bottle. Then say you will need another cable and will finish it tomorrow.”
“But how do I sex her?”
“She will take care of that once she sees the bottle.”
“Oh…”
“Believe me, just let her see the bottle and you are golden.”
“Golden?”
“Tomas…” I sighed, “Just let her see the bottle. She will ask you for it. Tell her you can’t give it to her. She will offer you sex for it. Have sex. Give her the bottle… See?”
“Ah… I see.”
“Go.”
“Now?”
“Yes… Go!”
Tomas walked down to the basement and I grabbed my sandwich and a drink and ran upstairs to enjoy the show while I ate my dinner.
I sat down at the video monitor and turned it on. Winter was sitting on the futon painting her nails and had the TV on.
Tomas walked in, said something and then walked over to the TV. It was turned up loud enough so I that couldn’t make out what they were saying.
He bent down, pretending to look behind the TV. Winter stopped painting her nails, looked around, put her nail brush and paint bottle on table and struck a pose, her right arm draped casually over the arm rest of the futon.
Tomas stood up, turned around and said something.
Winter stood up, straightened her t-shirt and walked over to him. She tweaked his nose with her index finger and laughed.
Tomas was acting very shy and timid, but did raise his hands in a ‘Sorry, I can do that.’ motion at one point.
Winter moved closer to him, running her finger along his shoulder, and trying to look shy.
“Come on, Tomas… move in for the kill!.” I said out loud, as I took another bite of my sandwich.
Tomas again raised his hands in protest and took a step back. Winter took a step toward him to close the gap again, putting her right hand on his hip and slowly nodding her head ‘Yes’ a lot.
Then Tomas took the bottle out of his pocket, handed it to her, backed out of the room, and walked upstairs.
“God Dammit!” I shouted. I hadn’t even eaten half a sandwich and she had already defeated yet another hapless chump.
I ran downstairs and caught Tomas on his way out the back door.
“What happened?”
“She said she will sex me tomorrow when her nails are dry.”
“Bullshit!” I snapped, “Follow me.”
I calmly walked downstairs and opened the door. Winter was back to painting her nails and was not in position, but I didn’t care at the moment.
“Master?” she asked, surprised to see me.
I walked over to her, looked at her for a moment, then bent down and reached my hand under the pillows on the futon, feeling around until I pulled out the bottle of vodka.
“Where do this come from?”
“Um… I… um…”
“I gave it to her, Sir, remember?” Tomas stupidly added.
“I guess it came from him.” she replied, pointing to Tomas and cracking a smile.
I hate this woman.
“What did you promise him for it?”
“Promise?”
“He just gave it to you?”
“Well…”
“What did you promise him?”
“Sex… I guess.”
“Then fulfill your promise.”
“He said tomorrow was fine.”
“Now!” I snapped.
“… Ooohh Kay”, she sighed, “Come here, Tomas.”
“And make it good. If he doesn’t come back upstairs with a smile on his face and drained balls, the vodka goes down the kitchen sink.”
I took the bottle, went upstairs and ate my sandwich in the kitchen.
Six minutes later, Tomas walked through the door, smiling from ear-to-ear.
“She is… she is… magical!” he sighed.
“Go to bed, Tomas.” I growled.
I went back downstairs, handed her the bottle and turned to walk back up the stairs.
“Make it last.” I said, closing and locking the bottom door.
“Good night, Master!” she shouted, as I reached the top of the stairs.
January 20th, 2008
10:11pm
Baby and I spent most of the day shopping for things we’ll need for the auction.
Flower said River was following orders, but seemed to be zoned out most of the time. I told her to give the slaves the day off tomorrow and try to do something fun with them.
I asked Baby to join them and see if she could help River. A zoned-out, but order-following slave is better than a terrified and constantly crying slave, but I’m still hoping River will snap out of it a bit before the auction.
Tomas was in particularly good mood today.
January 21st, 2008
9:52pm
The slaves had the day off today, and Tomas and I spent most of it buying furniture at different stores. We brought some of it home on the truck, the rest will be delivered tomorrow.
Baby reports that River is starting to talk a bit, and she even got her to smile once.
January 22nd, 2008
11:03pm
The slaves returned to their training today. Tomas and I spent most of the day arranging furniture and hanging some fancier light fixtures in the auction room.
January 23rd, 2008
10:10pm
Another day of not much besides getting the auction room ready. There are a few more little things to do, but Tomas can handle most of it. I hope to be able to spend some time with the slaves tomorrow.
Wayne emailed me today. He said that the buyers were nervous about wiring large sums of money since it would be traceable. He said they would be paying in cash, and would expect to take the girls with them that night. He said he had four confirmed buyers coming so far, including Kevin. I assured him the girls would be ready.
He said he and Star would come down for a visit the weekend after the auction and we could settle up on the cash then. Baby was thrilled to hear that Star would be visiting.
January 24th, 2008
11:33pm
I told Flower and Baby that I wanted to evaluate each of the girls separately and alone. I would spend some time with one of them every other night, starting with Ruby tonight.
A little after 9pm, once River and Winter were in bed, Flower and Baby went upstairs to watch TV. I made my way downstairs and opened the door. Ruby was in position.
“Hello, Ruby.” I said.
“Hello, Master.”
I motioned for her to stand up.
“Flower tells me you have made good progress.”
“I…” She struggled to understand me.
“Flower said you are good at sex now.”
She looked down, embarrassed.
I walked up to her, pet her head for a few seconds, then lifted her head by her chin.
“Show me.” I said.
She looked at me, still somewhat embarrassed, then looked down again, reached around and began to pull her shirt apart.
I lifted her head back up to look at me, pointed to her eyes, then to mine.
It was better, even somewhat sexy. It was definitely not as clinical as it was before.
She let her shirt fall to the floor, then stood straight and looked at me. I looked down at her small, firm tits, then back up in to her eyes.
She slid her hands down and slowly wiggled out of her panties, never taking her eyes off of me. Much better. I was actually getting hard watching her.
She stood back up, as if awaiting her next command. I twirled my finger horizontally, and nodded my head once, motioning her to keep going.
She raised her hands and put them on my chest, caressing me through my shirt. She worked her way to the top button and undid each one of them until my shirt was fully open. She slid her hands up my stomach, over my chest, then spread them as she moved toward my shoulders and pushed the shirt off and down my arms, letting it fall to the floor.
She put her cheek on my bare chest, paused for a moment, then rolled her head and began kissing my left nipple. Kissing and licking her way down to my navel, she gradually moved to her knees.
Ruby reached up, undid my pants and spulled them down. I stepped out of them and sat down on the futon. Gently spreading my legs apart, she crawled between them, kissing my left thigh and working her way up.
I lay back on the futon and closed my eyes. Ruby alternated working my balls and cock, with both her tongue and lips. I couldn’t always tell exactly what she was doing just by the feel, but it definitely felt nice. It had been several days since I had any kind of sex and I was ready for this.
I lost track of time, but it didn’t take long before my cock was rock hard, my balls tight and eager for release.
Ruby kept going and going, not really sensing that it was time to move on. I still needed to test her fucking skills, so I tapped on the head and pulled my hips back to withdraw my cock from her mouth.
She looked up at me and I made a “come up here” motion with my hands. She stood up then crawled over the top and straddled me.
She awkwardly moved her hips around, trying to introduce my cock to her vagina. She finally found the right spot, reached down, grabbed my cock and guided it in. She stopped just as the head penetrated her. She looked down at me, her face flush, a few beads of sweat on her brow.
“It is no sin if you make me?” she asked.
“No, Ruby, it is no sin.” I replied, raising my hips to push deeper in to her warm, slippery cunt. She bent her head back, closed her eyes, and sighed a word in Spanish. Sinful or not, this girl was wet, ready, and willing.
She moved her hips, gently swaying and rotating them, moaning softly as she lightly clawed my chest with her fingers.
After a few minutes, she began to whisper in Spanish and bite her lower lip. Her whispers became moans and her legs crimped my sides as she quickened her movements.
Less than a minute later, she threw her head back, dug her fingers in to my chest and repeated a phrase several times in Spanish. It sounded a lot like Spanish curse words, but I’m not sure.
She stopped moving and looked down at me.
“Did I please you, Master?”
“Uh… not yet.” I replied, the thought floating through my mind that this must be how a lot of women feel sometimes. “Keep going.”
She continued to fuck me, but with much more mechanical movements. I did eventually come, but it was just one of those “ehh” orgasms, if you know what I mean.
Ruby climbed off of me and stood up, holding her hands together in front of her crotch.
“I pleased you now, Master?” she asked.
“Yes, Ruby,” I answered, “Much better.”
And it was.
January 25th, 2008
10:19pm
I spent all day working on the auction room, but it’s complete and ready to go.
January 26th, 2008
10:19pm
I evaluated River tonight. I was somewhat dreading it; I’ve not really talked to her since that night in the garage. But since my only other choice was Winter, I decided to go with River.
I walked in to the main room and River was in position.
“Hello, River.” I said.
“Master.” she acknowledged.
“Flower tells me you have made good progress.”
She didn’t respond.
“River?”
“Did you have a question, Master?” she asked, coldly.
“Stand up.” I ordered.
She stood up.
“Look at me.”
She looked at me.
“Stand on one foot.” I ordered.
“Which foot, Master?”
So, this is how it was going to be.
“River…” I began, “You have permission to speak freely.”
“Yes, Master.” she replied.
I waited for her to say something. She didn’t.
“River, I know you hate me right now…”
“Yes, Master.”
“… but I had to do something. You were a crying, useless mess.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“And what else would have worked?”
She didn’t respond.
“River…”
“YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO DO THAT!!!” she screamed.
I waited a few moments, to see if she had anything else to say.
After a long pause, she looked back up at me.
“Would you like me to fuck you now, Master?
I didn’t respond.
“Order me to fuck you and I will fuck you. I will fuck you with a smile on my face, like a good little slave.”
She paused again, then continued.
“I will fulfill your every whim. Try me out, Master. Go ahead. I will be the perfect, obedient servant. Want your balls licked? Give the order!”
“River…”
“I will fulfill your every whim… and count the seconds until you sell me and I never have to see you again.”
I remained silent.
“And when my new Master is done fucking me each night, I will kneel beside my bed and say a prayer, asking God to KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!”
I gave her a few seconds to calm down, then started to remove my clothes.
“OK, at least we understand each other now.” I said, “I don’t care if you like me, I just need you to obey me.”
“Your permission to speak freely is withdrawn.” I said, now fully naked, “On your knees.”
She complied and I stepped over to her, taking her chin in my hand and tilting her head to look at me.
“Let me remind you,” I said, “if you try to hurt me in any way, you will be slowly tortured to death. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Master.” she replied.
“Get busy.” I demanded.
She took my cock and did a surprisingly good job. I’d definitely say she’s broken the 10% barrier.
Still, it was hard to enjoy it knowing she hated my guts. I’m not sure why. I couldn’t concentrate or something.
After a few minutes, I pulled out of her mouth and moved to the futon, lying down on my back.
“Fuck me.” I ordered.
She mounted me, and again, after applying some lubricant to herself, did a fine job. Her movements were smooth, her demeanor sexy. She could really turn it on when she needed to, even with someone she hated.
She was now a high-quality slave, who happened to want to see me dead. And I’m OK with it. That night in the garage severed it’s purpose, albeit with a slightly undesirable side-effect.
I was still not able to concentrate and decided to end it early.
“That’s enough, River.” I said.
She dismounted me.
“In position.” I ordered.
She walked back to the wall and knelt down in the standard slave position.
“I know you hate me, and that’s OK.” I began, “But you went from being useless to being my best girl, overall. I am very impressed.”
“Yes, Master.” she replied.
“Lose the hate and turn on the charm that I know you have, and your new Master will be in love.”
“Yes, Master.”
I walked over and opened the bottom door of the stairs.
“I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I hope some day you will understand why I did it.”
She didn’t respond.
I closed the door and went back upstairs.
I heard Baby and Flower laughing loudly, so I went to see what they were doing. They were watching some cartoon. I don’t know what it was called. There was a baby with a weird-shaped head talking to a dog. The girls were cracking up as the characters said the most inane things. I watched it for a few minutes and just didn’t get it, so I went upstairs to update my journal. I felt really old.
January 27th, 2008
9:32am
I went to bed alone last night, as I have most nights lately. Baby always comes to bed eventually, but ever since her and Flower became friends, she has been coming to bed later and later. They sit up watching TV, talking or whatever. It’s fine with me I guess. I’m glad she has someone her own age to spend time with.
January 27th, 2008
1:02pm
I got a call from Star this morning. Wayne is dead. I was stunned. He just emailed me a couple of days ago. She doesn’t know what happened yet, he just didn’t wake up. They are assuming it was his heart until the autopsy.
Poor guy. He was only a couple years older than me. Star said he drank pretty hard and occasionally did coke. He was also having some problems with his business and Star thinks the stress got to him.
Baby will be heart-broken. She barely knew Wayne, but she is a very empathetic person and will feel badly for Star. They were both so much in love.
After the initial shock wore off, I started thinking about how this would affect the auction. I don’t know how to contact the buyers even if I could afford to cancel it, and at least one of them is coming from overseas. I decided that the auction must go on. The buyers will be paying cash and taking the girls with them. I’ll figure out what to do next afterwards.
January 28th, 2008
9:43am
I barely slept at all last night. I couldn’t get poor Wayne out of my mind. I pondered my life, mortality, and how it can all be over, in an instant.
Baby sat up most of the night talking to Star on the phone. She told me that Star was doing OK, but cried for the first hour of their conversation.
Baby asked her if she would have to move out of their house since they weren’t married. Star said she thinks Wayne had changed his will, but she expected his brother and two sisters to put up a fight.
In any case, she would be fine, financially. Wayne had opened a bank account in her name and put quite a bit of money in it. He also had a stash at the house consisting of cash, gold coins and some kind of bonds that no one else knew about.
January 29th, 2008
10:39am
I was supposed to evaluate Winter last night. I was still depressed from the news about Wayne and was not in the mood at all. I forgot to tell Baby to put it off until tomorrow, so when she told me Winter was ready, I grabbed a bottle of Jack and two glasses, and made my way downstairs.
Winter’s eyes lit up when she saw the bottle.
I sat on the futon, pulled the end table around in front of me, set the glasses on it and filled them up.
“Have a seat, Winter.” I said, patting the futon.
“Certainly, Master.” she replied excitedly.
“Have a drink.” I said, taking one glass and pointing at the other.
I downed the shot, and filled my glass back up. Winter sipped hers.
“Wayne is dead.” I said, taking a gulp of whiskey.
“Who is Wayne?”
“He… he was my silent partner.” I replied, finishing the shot glass with a second gulp.
“Oh?” she said, a little more excitedly than I’d have liked.
I filled my glass back up and topped hers off.
“So… is the auction still on?” she asked.
“Yes, and you will still be in it. Nothing has changed as far as you are concerned.”
“OK… well, at least you won’t have to split the money with anyone now.”
I put my drink down and turned around to look at her. I studied her face for a few seconds.
“You really, truly, are a cold-hearted bitch, down to the very core of your soul, aren’t you.”
“Listen,” she began, “I’m sure he was a nice guy and all. I just prefer to see the good in every situation.”
I picked my glass up and tilted it back, emptying it.
“You mean how you can profit from every situation.”
“If that’s how you prefer to see it, I won’t argue the point.”
I stared off in to the distance for a few seconds, then refilled my glass.
“I just couldn’t believe it when she told me. I just talked to him a few days ago and then… he was dead… just like that… I mean, that could happen to anyone…”
“So… what was his cut?” she asked.
I quickly snapped my head around to look at her, disgust on my face.
“You… … none of your business.”
“Of course not.” she said, then sipped her whiskey.
I was feeling pretty good by now and decided I’d better leave before I got drunk and said or did something I’d regret.
“You know,” she continued, “I can still get my client list and…”
“There is no fucking way!” I shouted, then returned to a normal voice, “That is not going to happen. You will be sold in… in… not very many days.”
“And I can’t wait to be rid of you.” I added, “I mean that from the bottom of my heart.”
“Fuck you, too.” she said calmly, downing her whiskey in case I got pissed off and took it from her, “Sorry if I don’t give a shit about your mid-life crisis.”
I grabbed the bottle and staggered a bit on my way to the door.
“You are easily the most unpleasant, uncaring asshole I have ever met.” I said, walking back and setting the bottle down on the table, “Here… drink till you puke.”
I went back upstairs and fell asleep.
January 31st, 2008
1:02pm
I spent most of Tuesday and Wednesday getting drunk and arguing with Baby, who was begging me to stop drinking.
I finally realized we have an auction in two days and I needed to snap out of it. I put the bottle away this morning and told Baby to have the girls ready at 6pm for one final training session.
January 31st, 2008
10:38pm
I went downstairs at 6pm and the slaves were in position. I walked in and stood before them as Baby moved over and sat next to Ruby to translate.
“Ladies…” I began, “As you know, the auction is the day after tomorrow. The three of you will be sold at that time, and you will leave with your new Master.”
“I wanted to say that I am proud of the progress you have made. You will all make your new Masters very happy. I wanted to remind you that a well-behaved slave will be well-treated by their Master. The buyers have been screened, and none of them are cruel people.”
“But, I also should remind you that disobedience or disrespect will not be tolerated by your new Master, any more than they have been here. In fact, some of them may even punish you more severely than we have.”
“But, I assure you that if you please your new Masters, you will be taken care of and have an easier, more pleasant life than you had any chance of achieving on your own.”
I stepped over to the futon and raised it to sit upright.
“There is one last thing we must do. It is not pleasant, so I have put it off as long as possible, but it is now time.”
“Ladies, all of you, move over and stand in front of the futon.”
The girls shuffled over and stood where directed. Ruby was on the left, River in the middle and Winter on the right.
I pulled my cock out and stood in front of Winter.
“I will need to be hard for this.” I said.
“Yes, Master.” Winter said, dropping to her knees and putting my cock in her mouth.
She sucked me for a minute or so and I was hard enough to continue.
“Ladies, turn around and put your hands flat, palms down on the futon.”
They all complied, Ruby looked as if she were about to cry. River didn’t cry, but tried in vain to hide her fear. Winter had no expression.
Baby handed me a condom and a tube of lubrication.
“We can’t have you crying or bleeding if your new Master ever wants to have you in your ass.” I said, slipping the condom on, “Believe me, you will be glad later that you had me to do this gently the first time.”
I stepped over behind Ruby.
“Ruby,” I ordered, “Drop your panties.”
She nervously slid her panties down, sobbing quietly.
“Hands back on the futon.” I said.
I squeezed a blob of lubricant on my left hand and smeared in on the head of my condom-covered cock.
Taking Ruby by the hips with both hands, I placed my cock up against her asshole. She tightened up and sobbed more loudly.
“Easy, Ruby. Relax you muscles and it will be easier.”
She tried to relax but was still shaking.
I took my right hand and guided my cock, poking just the tip inside her.
“Iiiii!” she cried in fear.
“It’s OK, Ruby,” I said as I pushed against her virgin asshole.
“Iiiiiieeeeeeee!!!” she screamed as the head penetrated her, then started crying.
“There you go, Ruby. The hard part is over.”
I gradually slid my cock in, inch by inch, letting her stop crying and calm down a bit between each push. Once it had reach about halfway in, I began slow, gentle strokes.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” she cried with each stroke.
“You’re doing fine, Ruby. I praised.
After less than a minute, I was almost burying my cock in her ass with each stroke and her cries of pain became more like quiet gasps on discomfort.
I withdrew my cock and pulled the condom off.
“Very good, Ruby'” I said, “You can go back to your position.”
I took one step to the right.
“River, drop your panties.” I ordered as I slid a new condom on.
She complied, but let out a whimper as she put her hands back on the futon. I figured of all the girls, it would be hardest on her because she is so petite.
I lubed the head of my cock, and spread some extra on her asshole. She jumped slightly when she felt my finger.
“It’s OK, that’s just my finger.”
I grabbed her by the ass and again guided my cock up against her asshole. She was very tense.
“Try to relax.”
She remained extremely tense.
“River, relax your muscles.”
“I… I… can’t, Master.” she said, “Please… just get it over with.”
“OK,” I replied, “if that’s the way…” I cut off my sentence to have the element of surprise, grabbed her hips and jammed my cock in her with full force.
Her high-pitched shriek could have shattered glass. She threw her head back and tried to stand up. I quickly pushed her back down by the back of her head.
“Take it out! Take it out!” she pleaded.
“You’re doing fine!” I praised, as I gently began fucking her ass.
“Please!” she begged, her legs wavering.
“Almost done!” I said, taking a few more strokes to make sure she was properly stretched out.
I put my right hand on her lower back to steady her and pulled my cock out. The condom had streaks of blood on it.
“It’s over.” I said, “You can go back to your position.”
“Baby, help her out.” I said.
Baby grabbed a towel and walked over to River, who lie down on her side.
I took a step to the right.
“Winter!” I said, barely hiding my enthusiasm.
“Drop your panties.” I ordered as I again put on a new condom.
I lubed the condom up, but not too much.
I walked over behind Winter and grabbed her ass. I squeezed it a bit and jiggled it around, passively taunting her.
I aimed my cock for her asshole and paused. Without saying a word, I jammed it in to her with all the thrust I could muster.
“Sssssssssssssssssss!” Winter hissed, sucking air in between her gnashing teeth.
She then threw her head backward and arched her back.
“Yes, Master!” she cried, “Yes!”
She began to rock back and forth, fucking my cock with her ass.
I let her fuck me for a few seconds and then pulled my cock out.
“Well, you have obviously done this before.”
“Yes, Master.” she said smugly.
I fucking hate this woman.
“Return to your position.” I ordered.
I removed the condom, put my cock back in my pants and stood in front of the girls.
“Your training is now complete. You have tomorrow off to do whatever you like. you will not see me again until the auction. I wish you all well.”
I walked to the door and opened it.
“Master?” Winter said, with some urgency. I believe she knew it was her last chance before the auction to get out of this.
I paused without turning around.
“That is all, Winter.” I said, closing the door and going back upstairs.
February 1st, 2008
11:14pm
I spent the day with Tomas cleaning up outside the house, sweeping the drive-way and other things to make the place look a little better.
I talked with Baby to make sure she was ready and if she needed anything else. She said everything was ready to go.
February 2nd, 2008
10:46pm
We were frantic all day, trying to make sure everything was ready, double and triple checking everything. Baby had done an excellent job of organizing this and everything seemed ready when the first, long black car pulled up in the driveway.
Baby and I waited at the door. Baby looked stunning in her green dress.
A very tall, well-built man got out of the car. Reaching back in to the car, he grabbed a cowboy hat and put it on his head. He looked every bit the cowboy. He was carrying a black briefcase.
We opened the door as he approached, and greeted him. Using the name Wayne had given to people for me.
“Hello, I’m William.” I said, extending my hand. He shook it, almost crushing it in the process.
“I’m Canada.” he said. I thought it a strange name for a cowboy.
“And this is my lovely lady, ‘Baby’.” I added.
“Ma’am.” he said, grabbing the tip of his hat and bending it down slightly.
“Please come in.” Baby said.
He stepped in and removed his hat. He was probably 45 years old or so, his dark brown hair slightly graying on the sides.
“Please step this way.” Baby directed. He followed her in to the auction room.
“Please,” Baby said, “Have a seat. Can I get you a drink?”
“Just a whiskey, Ma’am, straight.” he said, taking a seat on one of the three couches we had in a semi-circle, facing the stage.
I could see headlights reflecting on the window of the side door of the auction room.
I motioned for Baby to come to the front door as soon as she could.
“Here you are, Canada.” Baby said, handing him the glass, “Please excuse me for a moment. Another guest has arrived.”
We went to the front door just as two cars pulled in.
Kevin stepped out of the first one and walked up to the door.
“Well, hello Kevin!” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder and shaking his hand, “I kind of expected you to show up bit early today.”
I had actually completely forgotten until that moment that I told him Winter would be begging to fuck him by the day of the auction. Thank God he didn’t show up early.
“Well, William, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I don’t need to prove anything to her.”
I think him still not being able to get hard was closer to the truth, but I humored him.
“Understandable, Kevin.” I said, leading him to the auction room, “Step in here, find a seat and make yourself a drink. We’ll be starting soon.”
I ran back to the front door and looked out with Baby. A slender, Asian-looking man was walking toward the front door, a briefcase in one hand, and with the other he was holding the arm of a somewhat plump lady, probably in her late 50s. Her hair was cropped and she had a definite masculine look about her.
They approached the door and I held out my hand.
“Hello, I’m William.” I said.
They both ignored my attempt to shake hands.
“We’re San Juan” he said, matter-of-factly.
‘We?’ I thought. Then it dawned on me. They are using where they live as identification instead of names. They are from Puerto Rico. OK, I get it.
“Welcome San Juan, Please come in.”
“This is my lovely Lady, ‘Baby’.” I said extending my hand toward her.
The lady looked at her and gave her a rather lusty smile.
“Uh… Please walk this way.” Baby said, slightly creeped out.
They followed her in to the auction room as I waited by the door.
After a few minutes, I could see a fourth car coming down the road.
I ran back to the auction room and calmly walked over to Baby, prodding her to come to the door with me.
She excused herself and followed me to the door.
As the car pulled up, I could see that there were at least three people in it. Two in the front, one in the back.
The one in the back got out and started walking toward the door. He was tall and dark. He was wearing a suit and walked very rigidly and business-like. He was not carrying anything. The other people in the car were apparently going to stay in the car.
“Hello, I’m William.” I said, this time waiting to see if he would try to shake hands. He didn’t.
“I’m Nevada.” he said.
By now I realized that we had miscalculated this whole thing. We are all seriously breaking the law here. They didn’t come for a social event. They came to do business and leave as soon as possible.
“This way, please.” Baby said, leading him away.
I frantically ran down to the basement and told Flower that we needed the girls ready, all of them, now. I told her to bring Ruby up to the auction room door as soon as she could.
I ran back upstairs and pulled Baby out to the hallway. I explained our miscalculation and she agreed that we needed to do this quickly.
I told Baby to walk Ruby up to the stage when I gave her the cue.
I took the stage.
“Welcome Ladies and Gentleman, to our first ever auction.” Everyone sat stoned faced, looking at me.
“As this is our first auction, please forgive any rookie mistakes we may make.”
I looked out to the hallway nervously, praying Ruby and Baby would show up soon before I completely died up here.
“While we’re waiting for our first lady, let me assure you that all of them are verified clean and safe.”
Baby finally waved to me indicating she was ready.
“I’d like to now introduce you to our first lady. While I will admit she is not our most attractive girl, I can assure you that her skills are quite good. She is an obedient and passive slave that will be certain to please any Master.”
“I give you… ‘Ruby'”
Baby walked her in the room and up to the stage. She guided Ruby to turn around and face the bidders.
“Ruby joined us a few weeks ago. In that time, she has progressed greatly. Her sexual talents have been continuously improving, as well as her English. As you can see, she still has a little more to go, but she has already lost several pounds and will take the rest off quickly with the proper diet.”
I walked behind her and unsnapped her shirt, sliding it of and letting it fall to the floor. Ruby stood there, dazed and afraid to move. I walked back to my position.
“While on the small side, her breasts are firm and soft.”
“Take your panties off!” I growled out of the side of my mouth.
Ruby remained motionless, like a deer in headlights.
Baby walked behind her and told her again to take her panties off. This time she snapped out of it and complied, kicking them aside.
“As you can see, there is a lot of potential here.” I said, moving my upturned hand from her head down to her hips.
“We will start the bidding at 50.” I thought it was a nice touch, just saying 50.
You could almost hear the crickets outside.
“Would someone like to offer a bid?” I asked.
I was sure I heard crickets. Poor Ruby.
“OK, we’ll save Ruby for next time.” I said, “I’m quite certain you will be all be happy with our next offering.”
I motioned to Baby to walk Ruby back to the hallway, and suddenly Kevin stood up.
“25!” he shouted.
“Ok, Fine, we have 25. Do I hear 30? Anyone?”
Crickets again.
“Sold!” I said, excitedly. It was a thrill to sell my first girl at auction.
“Please come with me.” I said to Kevin.
“Please be patient as we prepare our next offering. Baby will refresh your drinks.”
I walked Ruby to the basement door and nudged her to go downstairs.
“Flower, get her ready to go!” I shouted.
“Sorry about that Kevin,” I said, apologetically, “She’ll be ready in just a few minutes. I believe the price was 25?”
“Oh, yes! Hang on, it’s in the car.”
He ran… physically ran, to the car, opened the trunk and poked around back there for about 30 seconds.
He came back to the door, walking very briskly.
“Here you go.” he said, handing me several stacks of cash.
I quickly flipped through it, making sure it was correct. It was.
Flower brought Ruby upstairs. She was in street clothes.
“Hi…” Kevin said, “I’m Kevin.”
“Hello, Mister Kevin.” she said.
“Ruby!” I snapped, “This is your new Master. Please address him as such.”
“I’m sorry… Hello, Master.” she said.
Kevin looked thrilled with his new purchase.
I chained Ruby’s ankle and handed Kevin the other end, also handing him a bag full of handcuffs, chains, a collar and a few other things he may need until he gets her settled in.
“Kevin… make sure she is chained up at all times. She is very obedient, but you never know. Make certain she can not escape. Do not forget that we could both be in serious trouble if she does.”
“And… do not forget about the video I have of you… and your wife… remember? If for some reason you get in trouble, you will only get in more trouble if you involve me.”
“Don’t worry, William!” he replied, “My place is very secluded and I have a room all ready for her.”
“Good, Kevin. Be careful on the way home so you do not get pulled over.”
“I will, thanks again!” he said, walking toward the door.
“Master…” Ruby said, looking at me.
“Yes, Ruby?”
“Please tell Tomas that… please tell him that I forgive him… and that I love him.”
“I will Ruby, I will.”, I assured her, kissing her forehead.
I closed the door as they walked out and watched them walk out to the car.
“Winter is next, hurry!” I said, grabbing Flower’s arm.
I walked back in to the auction room where Baby was desperately trying to keep the guests occupied.
I took the stage.
“Thank you for your patience!” I said. Our next offering is almost ready.
“I guarantee you will be pleased with this one. She is a very high-quality lady. She has an air of class about her that is perfect for the discriminating Master.”
I looked out to the hall and they were ready.
“Ladies and Gentlemen… Winter!”
Baby walked Winter up to the stage. She strutted up the steps like a fashion model.
Winter turned around on her own and struck a pose. She immediately decided which guy she wanted, Canada, and smiled at him. He adjusted himself in his seat and stood up straighter.
“Winter, is a refined, young lady. She…”
“100!” Canada shouted.
“125!” the Asian guy shouted.
“150!” Nevada shouted.
I looked over at Canada. He seemed to be thinking about it.
The Asian guy was making no move either.
I walked around behind Winter and unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall to the ground. She struck another pose, pushing her chest out.
“This is a fine piece of woman!” I said.
“175” Canada said.
Nevada shook his head and sat back in his chair.
“I have 175, do I hear 200?”
“Anyone?”
“200” the Asian guy said.
Canada waved me off and looked away.
“I have 200, anyone else?”
“Sold!” I shouted, then turned to Winter.
“Three days.” she whispered, “I’ll have him eating his breakfast out of the dimples on my ass.”
Baby walked Winter off the stage and down to Flower to get her ready.
“We have one more offering tonight. I’m sure you will be equally happy with her. Please be patient for a few minutes.”
I walked off the stage and over to the Asian guy and his… whatever she was.
“Please… follow me.”
I led them to the front door. He immediately cracked open the suitcase, pulled out a pair of handcuffs, set them on the table by the door, and counted out 200k.
“Thank you.” I said, putting the money in a briefcase along with Kevin’s $25k.
Flower came upstairs with Winter. She was wearing jeans and a pullover shirt.
“Hi Master!” Winter said, moving up close to the Asian guy.
The Asian guy didn’t say a word as he turned her around and put the handcuffs on her.
He turned her back around and she moved in closer to him again.
“I’m sure we’ll get along just fine, Master.” Winter said, rubbing up against him.
“Why is she talking to my bodyguard? the woman said.
‘Oh… my… God…’ I thought.
“WHAT?!?” Winter screamed, turning around to face me.
“You never said anything about a fucking DYKE!” Winter protested.
“I’m not going anywhere with…” Winter continued, then was interrupted by a very loud slapping sound.
“Iiiiiieieieeeeeee!!!!” Winter screamed in pain, falling to the floor.
The Asian guy had some type of whip in his hand. It was a flat stick, about an inch wide, with a foot-long piece of some type of leather on it. He apparently had hit her across the back of the shoulders with it, and it was apparently quite painful.
Winter lie on the ground writhing in pain, trying to reach the spot where she was hit.
“Oh God! Oh God!” she gasped, kicking her legs at nothing.
The Asian guy whipped her across the hips several times as Winter kicked and screamed in horror and agony.
“OK! OK! God! Please!!!!” she screamed.
The Asian guy finally stopped hitting her and picked her up by her hair, turning her to face the woman and jerking her head back.
“I see you have a silver tongue, girl.” the woman said, “Let me assure you, your silver tongue will only serve one purpose with me.”
“Oh God… Master… Please…” Winter moaned.
“But,” the woman added, reaching out her hand and running her index finger across Winter’s bottom lip, “You be good to me… and I will be good to you.”
“Nnnnuuuhhh!!” Winter gasped, turning her head away from the woman in disgust.
“Ah! I can’t wait!” the woman cackled, smiling at Winter with that creepy, lustful look in her eyes “We will try out that silver tongue on my jet tonight! Let’s go!”
“Noooo!” Winter moaned deeply, and with real regret, probably for the first time in her life, “I’m sorry, Master… Please! I’m sorry!!!”
I looked down at her, a flood of emotions washing over me.
I remained silent as the Asian guy pulled her to her feet and marched her out the door.
“I will kill you for this!” Winter screamed as she disappeared in to the darkness.
“That was horrible!” Baby said as I closed the door.
“I’m sure it’ll be rough for her at first, until she learns her place.” I replied, “Come on, one more to go.”
Baby went to fetch River and I went back in to the auction room and took the stage. I felt a little stupid doing this from the stage with only two bidders left, but I didn’t know what else to do.
“OK, again, sorry for the delay… but I have saved the best for last!”
“River is our finest girl. While not quite of the high-society stock of our last offering, she is every bit as attractive. She is also our youngest lady at a barely-ripe 18 years old”
“I can tell you with complete confidence that her skills are top-notch. You will never be disappointed with this one.”
I looked over and saw that Baby was ready.
“So, finally tonight, let me introduce you to… River.”
Baby led River up to the stage. Canada stood up and took a step toward the stage.
River stood on the stage, looking out and showing no emotions.
“200” Canada said.
“225” Nevada countered.
“300!” Canada shouted.
Nevada studied River for a few seconds, looked at his watch, then picked up his briefcase and walked out the door.
“Um… well, Sold for 300 then!” I shouted, immediately feeling stupid for shouting with only Canada left in the room.
Canada walked up to River and put his arm around her. Their size difference was almost humorous.
“I like ’em petite!” Canada said.
“She definitely fits that description.” I joked, leading them to the front door.
“And I like to take care of my lady-friends,” he added, “Me and you gonna get along just fine.”
River smiled a bit and looked down, embarrassed.
“Yes, Master.” she said.
“None of that ‘Master’ stuff.” Canada said, “Names Howard.”
Howard the Cowboy… I had to suppress an urge to laugh. He seemed to be genuinely from cowboy country; it wasn’t an act, but… Howard?
“My place is way up north in the woods, but you won’t believe how big it is.” Howard said to River, handing me his briefcase, “You’ll have your own big room, we have servants…”
Howard’s voice faded to the background as I opened the case and counted the money out. It was exactly $300k.
Baby walked back in with clothes for River and a bag of restraints. She handed the clothes to River and the bag to me.
“… and in the summer we usually go to Europe.” Howard was still rambling.
“Well… Howard. Thank you,” I said, as River put her clothes on.
“No, thank YOU!” he said, “This is some fine girl you gave me!”
I handed him the bag and he looked inside. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
“Oh, Lord, we ain’t gonna need any of this stuff, are we River?” he asked.
“No… Howard.” she said, smiling slightly.
“Please, Howard,” I insisted, “just until you get her home.”
“Well, alright then, But I don’t have to like it.” he replied, smiling at River.
Baby finished putting the chain on her ankle and stood back up. River grabbed her and hugged her, putting her mouth to Baby’s ear.
“Goodbye, Baby. Thank you for you kindness.” River whispered.
They hugged for a few seconds, then she turned to me.
She put her arms around me and tried to reach my ear by standing on her toes. I bent over just a bit so she could reach me.
“Die in a fire.” she whispered, pretending to hug me.
“I’ll miss you, too.” I said, waving to them as she walked out the door and out of my life.
February 3rd, 2008
9:31pm
Baby never came to bed last night. She sat up most of the night talking to Flower, and they both fell asleep on the futon.
We had a long talk today. She isn’t sure she wants to do this any more. I think the thing with Winter really got to her.
I told her some of the things she never knew about Winter and about what a cold-hearted bitch she really was. That seemed to help her feel a bit better about it.
I also assured her that we had plenty of money to last for a good, long time and could decide later if we wanted to continue or not. Honestly, I’m not sure I want to do this any more either.
I don’t think that is the only thing bothering her.
It feels kind of empty around here now. Flower is going to keep sleeping in the main room, but has earned my trust and is no longer chained. She has free run of the house.
I spent much of the day trying to decide what to do with half a million in cash. For now, it is hidden in a secure location that I’ve told no one about.
February 7th, 2008
10:48am
I’ve done a lot of soul searching these last few days. I know what I have to do. I’m heading out to run some errands today, including the bank, license branch and a few other places.
Baby is going to drive up and visit Star this weekend.
February 8th, 2008
9:14pm
I called Baby up to the bedroom today and sat her down on the bed.
“Baby…” I began, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Daddy… Always”. she replied.
“I know you do, Baby, But, I need to talk to you.”
“About what, Master?”
“I… I’ve been living a… dream… a fantasy.”
“You mean, the slaves?”
“Yes, I mean that, partially, but mostly, I mean… you.”
“Me?”
“Yes, Baby.”
“What…?”
“Baby… you are a beautiful, wonderful girl.”
“Daddy…?” she said, starting to tear up.
“I love you as much as any man has ever loved a girl.”
“Daddy…” she cried, her bottom lip quivering, “Don’t do this…”
“Baby… I’m 46 years old…”
“I don’t care, Daddy!”
“I know you don’t… right now…”
“I won’t… ever care…” she said, sobbing.
“Yes, Baby, you will.”
“No…”
“Baby… seeing you with Flower, seeing you laugh together at things… things that are… young…”
“Daddy…”
“Are you saying that you never wonder what it’ll be like in 10 years? 15? When I’m gray and you are in the prime of your life?”
“Daddy… please…”
“Do you ever think about it?”
“… Maybe… sometimes… but I don’t care!”
“It was a fantasy, Baby.”
“I…”
“I would like nothing more than for you to be by my side until the day I die. But I can’t do that to you.”
“I… I want to be with you!”
“Look me in the eye, Baby. Tell me that you don’t ever long to go out in the world, be with people your own age, find a young romance, fall in love.”
“I…”
“Tell me that. Look me in the eye and tell me that and we’ll live happily ever after.”
“I… I… Daaddyyy” she burst out in tears, grabbing me and squeezing me almost hard enough to take my breath.
I pet her head, trying to comfort her.
“It was a fantasy, Baby.” I whispered, “A fantasy that I will be forever grateful to you for giving me.”
She lay her head in my lap, and sobbed for a very long time.
February 9th, 2008
2:39pm
We woke up this morning to a bright and sunny, but cold winter day. It would be the last morning we would ever wake up together.
For some reason, the sadness seemed to have faded, for both of us. It almost seemed as if I was sending my daughter off to college. It was still kind of sad, but no longer so much like lovers breaking up.
I gave Baby a checkbook and debit card to a bank account with only her name on it, and $100k in it. I also gave her the keys and title to the newer car.
The girls brought their bags to the door and set them down.
I hugged Flower, told her I would miss her and kissed her forehead. She teared up and told me she would miss me too. She walked out the door, carrying her bag to the car.
“What are you going to do?” I asked Baby.
“We’re going to stay with Star for a while, maybe a week or so. After that, I’m not sure yet. We talked about going out west. Maybe Seattle.”
“Be careful with your money. That will last you a good, long time if you use your head.”
“I… I will, Daddy.”
I picked her bags up and carried them to the car, putting them in the trunk.
We walked over to the driver door and embraced.
“Call me when you get settled.”
“I will, I promise.” she said, tears streaming down her face.
I kissed her one last time, helped her in to the car and waved as they drove off.
I watched until they were out of sight, then went back in the house.
I grabbed a bottle of Jack, poured myself a glass, then sat down on the couch and cried like a baby.
February 14th, 2008
6:54pm
I spent the last week puttering around the house. It’s is very empty and… lonely now, with only Tomas here, and I rarely see him.
I log on to the social sites occasionally, but my heart just isn’t in it enough to start over.
It’s Valentine’s day. Baby called and we talked for a while. I miss her.
February 19th, 2008
12:32pm
Kevin called today. He and Ruby are doing fine. He says they are in love. I don’t doubt that *he* is in love, at least.
Anyway, he said Ruby was missing Tomas and wanted to know if he could buy him from me. I told him that Tomas was free to leave if he wanted, and that I’d talk to him about it.
Baby called. She and Flower are on their way to Seattle.
February 24th, 2008
6:15pm
I just got back from the bus station. I put Tomas on a bus to go live with Kevin and Ruby. Kevin is going to give him a job as a live-in grounds keeper.
Baby called. She has an apartment with Flower in Seattle.
The house is so empty.
March 5th, 2008
11:44pm
I snapped out of a week-long drinking binge. I’m not even normally much of a drinker, I just started because I was bored, and didn’t stop.
I signed up with a couple of dating sites. After Baby, all the available women my age just… Fuck… I can’t do this.
March 12th, 2008
9:10am
I woke up thinking about River today. I wonder how she’s doing.
Sometimes, as I’m trying to fall asleep at night, I will see a flash of Winter’s horrible expression as she realized her fate. As much as I hate her, I still felt sorry for her.
I’ve not heard from Baby in a week. I hope she’s happy.
March 15th, 2008
8:54pm
I went through all the pictures Baby took with the new camera today. I mostly tried not to cry. I’m depressed again. I think it was a bad idea to look at them.
March 24th, 2008
12:13pm
I think I’m beginning to snap out the funk I’ve been in since Baby left.
It looks like spring might be here. It’s bright and cool outside. It had been so cold and dark… and lonely… depressing. I’m going to find something to do with myself this week.
March 30th, 2008
11:48pm
There was a knock at the door today about 1pm.
I opened the door to see a blond woman pointing a gun at my face.
“I’m here to kill you.” she said.
“What?!” I exclaimed, taking a step back and putting my hands up to show I was not armed.
“I said I’d kill you.” she said.
“… You… what?… Catherine?!?”
It took me a few seconds to recognize her. She had blond hair now, and her left eye had a red splotch in the corner. It wasn’t large, but was big enough to distract my attention and not recognize her.
“The name is ‘Winter’, remember?”
“Uh…”
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“Um… yes… come in, please.”
“What are you… how did you…”
“Sit down!” she ordered, waving the gun toward the couch.
“OK… take it easy with that thing.” I figured if she was having me sit down, she wasn’t going to just shoot me.
“I have waited so long for this moment…” she said, raising the gun and gritting her teeth.
I could be wrong about her not just shooting me…
“Catherine!” I shouted, holding my right hand up.
“Winter!!!” she yelled.
“Winter…” I began, trying to distract her, “How did you, I mean, you were in San Juan?
“You have no… fucking… idea… what I went through to get here.” she said, lowering the gun just a bit.
“Winter, look… I’m really sorry the way things…”
“Don’t hand me that bullshit!” she yelled, raising the gun back up.
“OK, Winter. If you want to shoot me, go ahead. I won’t resist.”
“I will…”
“Fine. Do it. I probably deserve it.”
“I swear… I’ll do it…”
“Go ahead…” I said, lowering my head and looking down.
This was only a half-bluff. At this point in my life, I didn’t really care either way.
“I… I can’t.” she sighed, laying the gun down on the table, “I don’t even know how to work the damn thing.”
“Huh?”
“I thought you were going to crap your pants when you opened the door.” she laughed.
“You think this was funny?” I asked, picking the gun up off the table. It was fully loaded and the safety was off.
“Well, yeah! It was!”
“I… guess I deserved it…” I admitted, turning the safety on and putting the gun back down.
“You’re damn right, you did.”
“I didn’t have any control over who won the auction…”
“A fat dyke. Seriously?”
“I thought it was the Asian guy, just like you did.”
“So, what did River sell for?”
“Um… 175.” I lied, to spare her feelings.
“Ha!”
“The cowboy bought her.”
“Oh God, I’ll bet he split her in two.”
“She seemed to be… OK with Howard.”
“You are fucking kidding me… Howard?”
“That’s about what I thought: Howard the Cowboy.”
“That’s great…” she laughed.
There was an awkward silence. I studied her face and just then noticed she had a scar across the left side of her chin.
“Would you like a drink?” I asked.
“Uh… just coffee, if you have it.”
I went to the kitchen and started to make coffee.
“So… what happened with you? I mean, your eye…” I asked.
“She tried to break me.”
“She didn’t?”
“Of course not… any more than you could have.”
“But how…”
“I mean, yeah… I was eagerly licking that nasty, wrinkled pussy and begging to do it again before we were even over the ocean that night.”
“I’m confused.”
“She had me beat until I did what she said… she didn’t break me. Big difference.”
This woman, while the most infuriating, cold-hearted bitch I have ever met, is one amazing individual.
“So, you escaped?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“You wouldn’t believe me.”
“Try me.”
“Well, for the first couple of weeks, she had my face buried in her cunt nearly every single night. It was disgusting, of course, but I must say, she was very talented. If I closed my eyes and thought of… something else, she could almost make me forget where my mouth was.”
“Gross…”
“I made the best of a bad situation.”
“Uh-huh.”
“So anyway, after a while, she got bored of me I guess. Maybe she got a new girl.”
“Then what?”
“I convinced one of the servants that he was in love with me.”
“I can believe that.”
“Right. Anyway, he left my door unlocked so I could escape one night. I told him to meet me on the south side of the island the next morning and we’d take a boat.”
“And…”
“Then I went to the north side of the island, found a boat that was heading toward the U.S. and fucked the Captain for a ride.”
“!…”
“That got me to Nassau… in the Bahamas.”
“I know where Nassau is.”
“I spent that night sleeping under a dock. The next morning I found another boat that was headed to Miami.”
“And you fucked the Captain…”
“No, the Captain, First Mate and their two crewman took turns raping me once we got out to sea.”
“Oh… sorry.”
“Don’t be. They only thought they were raping me. Two of them ended up only getting hand jobs… and thanked me for them.”
“You are…”
“What?”
“Nothing. Please continue.”
“So they dropped me off in Miami, where I met an Hispanic guy on the beach. I came on to him, we went to his car, he took off his clothes, I grabbed his pants and wallet, and ran.”
“This is getting hard to believe…”
She reached in her purse and handed me the Florida ID of some Hispanic guy.
“Sorry…”
“He had $23 and a debit card that was over the limit.”
“At least you could get some food…”
“I still hadn’t decided where I was even going. I had $23, nowhere to go and with… you know, with my eye and this scar, I couldn’t really…” she trailed off.
“They are barely noticeable. You are still a very beautiful woman.”
“I… thank you.”
“…So how did you get here?”
“Well, I didn’t come here directly. I decided to go to home first… I mean, Kevin’s house.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I found a truck stop, and sucked trucker cock halfway across the country.
“Eww…”
“OK, that was an exaggeration. I sucked one guy off to get to Memphis. The rest of them only thought they were going have me, as I found new suckers at each truck stop and dump the old one.”
“So you got to Kevin’s, and…?”
“There was nobody home. I climbed in the window that I knew was always unlocked, picked up a few things that I had hidden from him, stole his gun, some cash, and took a bus to Greenville, then a cab to here.”
“Not that I’m not glad to see you, but… why here?”
“I… where else do I have to go?”
There was another awkward silence.
“So, where is everyone?” she asked.
“Well, Baby and Flower left.”
“Where’d they go?”
“Seattle.”
“Seattle?! Why?”
“I… I sent her away.”
“What? Why?”
“She is so young… her whole life ahead of her… it felt… selfish to keep her here.”
“I’m sorry.” she said, putting her hand on my knee.
I looked in her eyes. I think she was genuinely sorry for me. She is somehow different now. I can’t put my finger on it, but I think this whole ordeal had changed her.
“So! What are you going to do now? I asked.
“I… I don’t really know.”
“You can stay here for a while if you need to.”
“… Thank you… uh… do I still have to call you ‘Master’? I don’t even know your name.”
“Ed.”
“Thank you, Ed.”
“I owe you that, as a bare minimum. You can stay as long as you like.”
“So, what are your plans, Ed? Have you found any new girls yet?”
“No. I’m not sure… not sure I’m going to do that any more.”
“Oh? Why not?”
“I couldn’t find the motivation to start over, mostly.”
“Why is that?”
“Well, besides the money, it didn’t work out too well the first time. River hates me, I thought you hated me, Ruby… I don’t think she understands what’s going on even now.”
“I don’t hate you.”
“I… don’t hate you either.”
Another awkward silence.
“So, listen,” Winter said, reaching in to her purse and pulling out a stack of small notebooks, “I was thinking…”
“Yes?” I said, knowing the sales pitch was coming.
“You have the property and the capital, I have the contacts and the experience…”
“OK…”
“Listen,” she said, laying her notebooks out on the table, one-by-one, “This one is full of very rich men, this one is full of ladies willing to work, and this one has my contacts for fresh girls from outside the country; Eastern Europe, places like that.”
“Go on…”
“So, my vision is, a very exclusive, very expensive hideaway. We don’t sell girls, we sell a night with them, or a weekend.”
“You mean prostitution?”
“I don’t mean plumbers stopping by after a night in the bar, no. I mean $2,000+ a night fantasy fulfillment.”
“Fantasy fulfillment?”
“Two, three girls at a time, S&M, foot fetishes, whatever they want.”
“So, no slavery?”
“Oh, yes… that will probably be our biggest attraction. We bring in some of these girls from out of the country.”
“And do what with them?”
“Nothing. We chain them up, then let the client break them, do whatever they want… without damaging them, of course. These men will pay through the nose, I’m thinking maybe $10,000, to be able to do this safely.”
“Oh?”
“And the beauty of it is, once they are broken, they become very cheap labor for future clients.”
“Hmm…”
“So, what do you think? she asked, “Partners?”
I took a sip of my coffee, deep in thought, and looked her in the eyes, trying to get a read on her.
After several long moments of staring at each other, she held her cup up in the air. I paused, sat up in my seat, raised my glass and touched it to hers.
“Partners.” I said, taking another sip of my coffee, “Let’s see those notebooks.”
She excitedly stood up, grabbed her notebooks and sat next to me on the couch, her warm thigh touching mine as we looked through the notebooks and planned our next move.
-End-
