Oh great - that's all we need! Officer Martinez rolled his eyes in despair as the screeching female voice at the front desk yelled out his name. The duty sergeant shrugged apologetically. "This stoopid hooker won't talk to nobody but you, Mike. Says she don't trust nobody else!"
Officer Martisnez sighed. It had been a long shift and all he wanted was an iced Bud in his favorite bar with the rest of the guys. All hell had let loose in the precinct with that fire in Little Italy - at least eighteen dead, several of them just little kids. And then Don Marco had personally turned up at the scene! He'd just ignored the police cordon and marched right up to the fire chief, demanding to know if it was deliberate. Seemed like the old guy who owned the basement bistro where it started was a relative -and that spelled bad trouble. But who in their right minds would be crazy enough or big enough to provoke the Family on its own turf? Jeez, how he needed that beer! He made himself pay more attention to the hollering girl, then rushed past the desk in genuine concern. "Gina? Gina, what's wrong - you look scared shitless!" He gently led the sobbing girl into a side room, and studiously ignored her stunning beauty. God, those hot pants are sooo fuckin' tight...
The whole story was stammered out - one of her hooker friends had just been violently abducted by a john. She calmed down sufficiently to describe the location, the van and what she could see of the driver. "Okay, Gina - now tell me what your friend looks like."
"Uh, she..." Officer Martinez waited but the girl didn't continue - she just sat there staring at the notice board behind his shoulder. He turned round to see what had distracted her. "Ohh, Jesu-Maria - its LEX! Oh sweet Jesus!" She was pointing hysterically at the poster of the missing witness faxed by the DA's office downtown. "That's HER!"
Her ear felt as if it was on fire. Guljana blinked in confusion and tried to make sense of the horizon - the clear, blue sky was going from top to bottom and her face was being pressed into the golden sand. The man called Guy was holding something against the side of her head. She tried to get up. "Take it easy, kid - don't want you fainting again." The pressure on her sore ear lifted. He helped her upright and gave her a bloodstained tissue. "Keep this over the wound, kid. Don't worry - the bullet only grazed you. You'll be just as pretty as before."
Guljana sat very still. She felt numb. "Y-you miss me." She felt stupid, realizing she had stated the obvious. "You do not k-kill...w-why you m-miss?"
The man called Guy smiled. "Look kid, I never miss." He paused and searched her shocked face. "As to why - seems you upset that Russian major big time with what you wrote. Just as well you used English, kid - you're one helluva lucky slave! You okay to stand, kid? Come on, let's get back inside." He helped the young slave up. She was far too quiet - not even any tears. Guy knew she would need to be watched closely after what had just happened. She made no attempt to resist his strong grip on her left wrist and held the tissue over her aching right ear while he led her back up to the isolated beach house. She soon found herself sitting back in the same corner as before her near-execution, as though nothing important had occurred. Her father had briefly looked up, satisfied himself that she wasn't seriously injured, then returned his attention to the draft treaty arrangements being thrashed out amidst the coffee cups and fast food. Her beloved Senate-master had smiled and nodded encouragingly at her but had not even left his seat. Guljana felt so strange. Guy came across, mussed her hair like a pet animal, and placed a triangular-shaped piece of warm bread in her hand. It was covered with cheese, round pieces of spiced meat, and a thick, red sauce. She woodenly lifted it to her trembling mouth. The pointy bread tasted so strange - a kind of fruity, savory flavor. Her shaking was getting worse. She stopped chewing - she couldn't swallow. The bread fell from her limp hands and she gave out a tiny mewing sound. "Kid? You okay there?" The man called Guy came into view but Guljana did not focus on him. She began to hyperventilate. "Hey! Come on there, kid..." Guy gently lifted her slack head up with his hand under her chin and examined her glazed eyes. He called loudly over the noisy debate. "We need some help over here! MISTER SENATOR?"
Both Guljana's father and her Master rushed across. Major Yasov reached her first. "Guli? Child - can you hear me?" Her whole body was shaking violently now. She looked around vacantly in absolute panic, trying to catch her breath.
The Senator knelt down and took her hand. "Is it shock - delayed shock?"
But Guy shook his head. "No sir, its more than shock - seen this once before at the Ranch." He looked grimly at the Senator. "She's going into 'slave-drop', Sir." He scooped Guljana up into his arms. "Its very rare - and it'll make or break her. Got to move fast before she goes too deep or she'll never come out of it! She has to be stripped and fully restrained for this to work!"
Major Yasov swept all the papers and food off the nearby table, not caring about the mess as coffee cups and pizza crashed to the floor. "We too have seen this in our pleasure-prisoners sometimes. It can make a girl useless!" He helped Guy place Guljana in the center of the table and signaled one of his men over. "Yuri will assist you - he has much experience with hard training of girls!" The heavily-built Russian grinned then flipped Guljana face down and pinned her wrists above her head with one large hand while Guy held her ankles. Slipping a long, slim knife out of his jacket, Yuri deftly slit the sides of Guljana's shorts apart then sliced down the back of her top as if it was paper. The blade was a blur as it slid through both sleeves of her ruined sweatshirt - in less than a minute, Guljana was stripped naked.
The Senator peered anxiously at Guljana's violently trembling body. "Will somebody PLEASE tell me what's going on?"
Major Yasov barked at Guy. "You have suitable restraints, yes?" Guy nodded at Pete, the guard who had brutalized Guljana on the way to the meeting. "Well, fetch them quickly - and any other items you carry to subdue a girl!" He barked at another Russian who dashed out for the same reason as the American guard. Then Major Yasov walked towards the door, putting his arm around the Senator. "Come, let us walk on the beach and continue our discussions - your man will call us when it is time."
The Senator let himself be led out of the room but looked back with concern at the un-moving Afghani slave who was showing absolutely no resistance to her arms being firmly buckled together behind her back inside a stiff mono-glove. Her mouth had already been wedged open by a ring gag and thick, leather straps were being buckled around her knees and ankles. Major Yasov looked at the worried American. "We can do nothing here - Yuri and your man will do what is necessary to save my daugh...YOUR slave! It is possible only by much pain - but if it works, she will be a slave above all others." He grinned. "He is a very lucky man indeed who owns such a creature! Come, there is much to discuss."
Guljana was completely immobilized. Her ankle cuffs were fastened to the end of the mono-glove, making her arch her back. Her head was resting on a cushion to protect it and she had been blindfolded. Someone was holding her ponytail very tightly so she could barely move. But she made no sound and had gone completely limp. As her thighs were pushed apart and secured by a short bar, she offered no resistance. She was lifted up briefly while a towel was placed under her hip. It barely registered on her consciousness - she felt so detached, so numb and empty inside. She didn't even cry out when the pointed contacts on the tip of the cattle prod pressed inside her labia. The force of her first spasm as the shock seared through her tender flesh caught the men off guard. But still she didn't scream...
Master Charles let the sobbing Chinese slave get used to the rubber ball in her mouth before telling her to fasten the straps. Liu had wept in anguish after locking her own collar but hadn't resisted his calm, patient commands. Now she was kneeling at his feet with a cuff secured round each wrist and ankle - and he had STILL not touched her. "You see, its not so bad, is it?" Liu kept her eyes down and shook her head. "Of course it is mainly used to keep a slave subdued but it is also for HER benefit - you will be grateful of it when you need to bite...and it will save your tongue from harm!" The stunning Chinese beauty shuddered but had already started to fasten the straps together behind her head without being told. Master Charles smiled - she was going to make an excellent slave! He leaned forward and placed one finger under her quivering chin. As her face was slowly lifted up, Liu raised her liquid eyes and met his gaze. "My dear, you are exquisite. Tell me truthfully no, has anyone ever made you climax?" A slight shake of her head, eyes averted in embarrassment. "Look at me, slave." Such beautiful eyes - like a cat's. Master Charles took a leash chain from his pocket and clipped it to the ring on the front of Liu's steel collar. "Now clasp your hands behind your head and kneel straight for me, little Liu." He gently motioned for the naked, trembling creature to kneel directly before him. "Open your thighs, slave. Let's see exactly how responsive you are."
Liu stared up at this man - his voice was so commanding! She should be frightened, ashamed of her nakedness - but she felt excited and so incredibly aroused! Her belly felt tingly inside and her breasts seemed tender and heavier. She knew she was wet and hot between her thighs. This was so wrong, so terribly wrong but why did it feel so good? He kept looking into her eyes and had wound the chain round his fist until his hand was against her collar. MY COLLAR! Liu gasped and touched the round ball inside her mouth with the tip of her tongue. But he hasn't trapped my hands and feet - I could still pull free! Then it dawned on her why - he wanted her to submit fully. Ohh but I was an independent, free woman...but I, I feel so RIGHT!
Master Charles watched the inner turmoil written on the Chinese girl's face. Her darting eyes, the change in her breathing gave her uncertainty away. As if she had finally reached a decision, she began to slowly open her thighs. "Good little slave!" He extended one finger and ran it gently along between her hot, moist labia, making her quiver. The finger was lifted up to her snub nose. "You can smell how hot you are, slave Liu!" She nearly turned her head but stopped and made herself inhale her own spicy musk from his fingertip. "Never be ashamed of your body, slave - or of the earthy desires you feel." Master Charles carefully rubbed his glistening finger on her trembling lower lip so she would taste her hot, eager cunt juices. The finger returned between her thighs. Liu gasped and closed her eyes in arousal. "I want you to look at me all the time, slave." He curved the finger upwards and probed deeper. Liu gave out a tiny moan and bore down on his hand, shuddering as his finger made contact with her swollen clit. "Bring yourself to orgasm, little slave - do not look away. I want to see your eyes while you climax."
And so it was that a new slave experienced her unleashed animal sexuality for the very first time, crying out in release while looking up in glazed rapture at the man who held her collar chain - the ultimate contradiction of a girl whose body was newly fettered but whose submissive nature had just been freed...
Vince sighed and turned away from the monitor. "Best damn fuckin' show in town!" he muttered, pulled fifty dollars from his wallet and left the notes on top of the control desk. "Worth every fuckin' cent...guy's a goddam genius!" He laughed softly, selected a flogger from the rack and entered the next cell. The occupant squealed in fright past her bit gag but could do nothing else as she was hanging on tiptoe by her wrists, gagged and spread-eagled by a wide bar between her ankle cuffs for punishment. Vince put the third clamp on her clit then walked around the back of the writhing slave and tutted. "Corinne, Corinne - we're really gonna have to work on that gagging reflex of yours, aren't we?"
He was kneeling above her, smiling eagerly, waiting for her to regain consciousness. Alexa groaned weakly and immediately realized she was lying spread-eagled and fettered in the back of the van. "Please sir, you didn't need to do this - I was coming back to my master. P-please don't punish me!"
He knelt astride her body and brought his face close to hers. "So you were gonna run back like a good little fuck-slut were you?" She nodded and tried to pull back but he was crushing her with his body. "Pity you never get to show up, then! What a humiliation for your dear master, slave!"
"But I d-don't understand...UUGHKKKK!!!!""
Miller smiled and let a trickle of his saliva fall on her puzzled face. Then he pressed the tips of his thumbs deeper into either side of Alexa's windpipe. "No more arguments from you, little English filth!" He suddenly jabbed his thumbnails in at exactly the right angle and depth then swiftly removed his hands before her throat was completely crushed. Alexa gasped in panic and acute pain. There had been a sickening popping sensation halfway down her neck when he squeezed her neck and then she coughed up a tiny taste of blood. But instead of a horrified cry, all she could manage was a soft, ragged croaking noise! "That finally puts paid to your useless bleating, slut - properly silenced like all you fuck-bitches should be as soon as you're captured!" Alexa groaned silently. He'd crushed her larynx - she couldn't make a sound! She was mute! "By rights I should finish the job by slitting off your lezzy tongue but without cauterizing the wound you'd drown in your own blood, bitch. And that'd be much too quick for filth like you! See how considerate I am, cunt?" He jammed a ball-gag into her shocked mouth and fastened the straps tightly together. Alexa lay on the cold steel floor and wept as he destroyed her clothes with his bare hands until she was stripped naked. Her throat ached terribly. In the corner of her right eye, she could see a pair of bare feet in cuffs - another girl! "Ohh don't worry about the other bitch, English-cunt. She's gonna play with me first when we get back to the Center but nobody's gonna know about you two!" Miller laughed at his own cleverness. "All the while your precious master's looking for your worthless carcass, you'll be right above his head in my little play-room!" He had freed her legs but locked them together in cuffs and was pushing her feet into the end of a black nylon sack. Alexa couldn't resist when her wrists were locked together behind her back. Her last view before the sack was zipped right up over her head was of his grinning, triumphant face...
"Is not enough - she is not responding enough." Yuri forced Guljana's eyelids open and watched carefully while Guy pressed the button on the cattle prod again. "She needs more - I get the 'girl-breaker' from our limo."
"What in hell's a 'girl-breaker'?" Guy's words never reached the Russian who had dashed from the room. He looked down on the limp, pathetic creature that lay on the table. "Kid, don't let us down - I didn't spare your life to let you give up now. Its worth hanging on to, surely?" Was that a reaction? He couldn't be sure but it seemed like a tiny nod of her head. Yuri had returned and was uncoiling some wires from a vicious-looking pointed object. Without any pause, he began to push the metal tip between Guljana's buttocks, penetrating her anus until the ribbed shaft had sunk in as far as the base of its long handle.
The Russian passed a thin wire through between Guljana's thighs and came round to her front. "Good! Is well-pierced and no hood - perfect!" He squeezed the jaws of the crocodile clamp apart and let them sink onto the metal ring through the helpless girl's clit. "Now, we see how to make a girl obey..." Even on the lowest setting, Guljana's body trembled and she gave out a tiny, ragged sigh. As Yuri increased the current, the Afghani slave moaned in distress. Another increase had her writhing and gasping in pain. A tiny, strangled wail finally escaped from her mouth. "Excellent! She responds - it is soon time for the 'binding', yes?"
Guy looked up in confusion. "What do you mean - she can't possibly get free from those straps."
"Hah - you Americans think you know everything about training a good slave-girl! When the pain increases," Yuri turned a dial on the base of the anal probe, "this one will make much, much noise." At this, Guljana let out a growing shriek of sheer agony. "And then go very quiet even when being punished - you have seen this in a girl before, surely?"
"Yeah, 'slave-space' - but that's just because they're getting off on the pain..."
Yuri grinned. "That is the perfect moment to bind a girl to her owner." He had to yell over Guljana's frantic screams and pointed to his head. "Binding up here!" Guljana howled and thrashed desperately as the shocks tore through her sensitive flesh. She suddenly went rigid. The Russian nodded and smiled. "She is ready - it is time. Where is her owner?"
The Senator put down the radio and looked back at his companion. "Oleg, she is your daughter - what are we going to do about Guljana?"
"You have a daughter of your own, yes?" He spoke slowly, carefully. "Why are you surprised - we know far more about you and your Organization than you think. So...here is our solution!"
"I...um, yes - Caitlin is in her first year at Harvard. Why..." His voice trailed off, first in confusion then in shock, as he suddenly comprehended what Guljana's father was implying. "You...want my Caitlin in...exchange for your own daughter!"
A soft knocking on the cell door. Master Charles fed the last piece of candy to Liu and patted her gently on her head. He held out the ball gag in his palm. "Little one, my dear Liu. I am very pleased with you. Now take the ball back in your mouth again."
A single tear ran down the Chinese girl's cheek but she did not need further instructions and parted her lips to receive the red ball. Moments later, she was gagged for the second time. This man had persuaded her to lock a collar and cuffs around her throat, wrists and ankles. He had even brought her to orgasm with the tip of one finger! And now she helplessly knelt in fetters at his feet. She should have been terrified but instead she felt gloriously happy. Liu struggled up when he tugged on the chain from her collar. She pulled on her wrist cuffs, and felt again the thrill of having her arms pinned together behind her back. She stretched her feet as far apart as the hobble chain would allow. "Look into the mirror, slave." Liu kept her eyes lowered. "Liu, do not be ashamed - you are very beautiful and wear your collar well. Look at yourself and at the exotic, desirable creature you have become." She dared to look and cried out in wonder - a slave looked back!
Again, the soft knocking on the cell door. Master Charles opened it and waited. "Uh, sorry sir," Vince mumbled apologetically. "There's an urgent message from our contact in the DA's office...and some guy called China John is being held downstairs by Security. He's demanding to be paid - says we owe him for finding your slave and for taking another girl without paying!"
Master Charles listened to the ranting of the old Chinese crook and felt sick to his stomach. His Alexa had been traced and Miller had gone after her. He had also acquired a fresh captive from the Triad but hadn't settled the account. Miller! All those unexplained deaths in London and Marseilles earlier...Miller had been there every time! Everything was slotting horribly into place. He had the Chinaman paid extra for his troubles and set off for the DA's Department. All the section leaders had been alerted but Miller had disappeared without trace. As the limo sped through the city streets, Master Charles tried not to think of his loyal slave. Alexa had been through so much - far more than necessary to prove she had earned her place at his feet. And now she was in the hands of a renegade killer! More reports of what Miller had been doing were coming through. That old Italian was dead - the whole tenement had been razed to the ground. And now Don Marco was calling for revenge, demanding 'blood-justice' or the Italians would sever all ties with the Organization! Miller was wreaking havoc - why? Miller had wanted elevation but he had told him he would never wear a master's ring - he was far too cruel and could only control by fear. Then the truth dawned on Master Charles...it was personal - it was all aimed at discrediting him!
At the DA's office, he was introduced as a senior official of the witness protection program. The Latino girl, Gina, poured out her story. It was soon obvious that she knew far too much! "Your life is in extreme danger, I'm afraid." He looked appraisingly at her. She had a stunning, athletic figure and a beautiful, almost cheekily defiant face - she would be such a challenge to break! "We are going to have to take you into protective custody, Miss. You will need to be given a new life."
"But my paintings! I-I can't leave everything! Who's gonna send money to my momma?" Gina was reeling with shock. "What the fuck's goin' on here - this is crazy!"
"It is for your own good, Miss. We will have your possessions collected. I shall assign one of our best people to deal with you. His name is Leroy and he will ensure you are properly looked after." Master Charles thought it was a fitting choice. His protégé was exactly right for taming this creature. Despite being the newest master, Leroy had already excelled himself with the ability to break even the most defiant of girls.
"Will I ever see Alexa again?"
"Some day, perhaps...I sincerely hope we are not too late!"
"I...this is the hardest decision I have ever made in my life." The senator stared down at the sand. "Since her mother left us, Caitlin has relied on me. I had such high hopes for her!"
"So...you say you HAD hopes? We all have hopes, my friend. I had hopes that my Zahida would escape to the West with our child then I would defect to America and join them. We promised one day to write each other's names in the sand. But things do not always happen as we hope." Major Yasov turned to look at his new colleague. "My Guli needs a master now more than ever - and I can only let you keep her if there is a fair exchange. Well?" The American stared out to sea then turned to face him and slowly nodded.
Yuri motioned for the Senator to take Guy's place. Guljana mewed gently, as if she knew it was his hand on her ponytail. "Hold her head - talk to her, reassure her!" Yuri looked at the Senator. "Your slave needs you!"
The Senator nodded then took a firmer grip on Guljana's ponytail, forcing her head round to face him and pulled off the blindfold. "My Guljana...little Guli - stay with me, you are my slave! Look at me!" The shivering girl opened her eyes and stared into the face of her beloved Senate-master. He pushed two fingers past the ring gag and smiled as she began to desperately suck and lick him. The Senator moved closer so his face was just inches away from hers. "Good girl! Good little Guli, my slave..."
The two girls faced each other, spread-eagled and hanging a few feet apart. The only way they could ease the pain in their wrists and arms was by standing on tiptoe for as long as possible. Alexa couldn't bear to see the sheer terror in the other girl's eyes. Miller had taken off his clothes and was stroking the young girl's breasts. "Don't get jealous, English-cunt. You're gonna be next but I'm afraid I've got this nasty habit of gettin' over-enthusiastic! This sweet little creature here'll take the edge off my appetite so's I can take more time over you. Now let's see how tight our young friend is - I just LOVE splitting open a virgin cunt!" He stepped over the bar keeping her ankles wide apart then lifted up the struggling red-head by her shaking thighs. She shrieked and writhed desperately as he slowly lowered her on to his stiff cock. "Uuh yeah, sooo fuckin' taut! C'mon baby, its hymen-bustin' time!" The frantic girl threw back her head and squealed in fear and pain as she was brutally penetrated for the first time in her life. All Alexa could do was watch in horror and wait for her turn...