The Tropicana (closed for sallythescorpian)

The Tropicana (closed for sallythescorpian)

THE TROPICANA is the hottest night club in town.
It’s also the hunting ground of one Terrance James DaVita.
The sleaziest guy in town. He is on the prowl for a hot girl.
One that he can addict to a new designer drug called Slave.
It’s called Slave because that’s the effect the drug has on
whoever takes it. The first person they see after they wake
Up owns them And what’s worse yet is they know it’s
Wrong but can’t stop themselves. That’s because even the
Thought of disobeying an order from this person brought
pain. He wanted a real user of guys to be his test Subject.
This way he would get revenge For every guy taken
advantage by a hot slut, by fixing it so They couldn’t say no.
He wanted to turn her into a whore that would do Anything
he says whatever it was no Matter how degrading or
humiliating to her personally. This Test would prove the
value of Slave and make him richer Than the dreams of
Midas himself. He would create slave Franchises and sell
one per state. He was going to keep California for himself.
That would leave 49 state’s up for Grabs. The franchises
would sell for 100 million dollars Each a small price
to own a empire of slaves. The beauty Of the plan was it was
legal. But first he needed the first girl and he was going to
get her tonight

Angel d'Alton sipped her Sex-on-the-beach, and looked around the club. Once again, she was the hottest girl there, bar none. She had wavy, black hair that fell to her small waist, big, dark brown eyes, that looked so sincere, small, pretty features, full lips, and DD tits that looked bigger on her petite frame. Clothes hung well on her - she could wear a black plastic trash bag and look good in it, and she knew it.

She stood near the bar, and a nice looking guy came over, asking if he could buy her a drink. "Sure, I'll have a Sex-on-the-beach" she said, not caring about hitting him up for the expensive cocktail. After a few minutes, he asked her out to dance. "Sure, thanks" she replied. The dance floor would give her a better view of the place. As they danced, she spotted two or three potential guys. Expensively dressed, pricey watches on their wrists, and mediocre in the looks department. In short, the kind of guy who would not believe his luck in attracting Angel's attention. One who would lavish her with expensive gifts, worship the ground she walked on, and fawn all over her, until she kicked them to touch.

Catching one guys eye, she smiled and openly flirted with him, more or less ignoring the guy she was dancing with. As the song finished, she began to walk toward the new guy, only to have her hand snagged. "C'mon, lets go back to our drinks" smiled original guy. "No thanks, bye" she replied curtly, noticing his face fall "hey, I thought you were with me?" he asked. Turning to him she smileld, although it didn't reach her eyes, "I think we both know that I am WAY out of your league, now run along!" and she turned her back on him, and went over to new guy, swinging her hips as she walked.

She eyed the expensive "Accurist" watch on his wrist, his expensively tailored dress pants, that fit him well, his expensive shirt. He was expensively dressed, but understated. He didn't feel the need for a lot of bling to show it off, and that told her that this was the guy for her. His eyes lit up, as she accepted his invitation to dance. His receeding hair line, paunchy waist, and plain looks didn't matter in the slightest. Quite the reverse. Experience told her that those guys would shower her in pricy gifts, eager to hold on to the out-of-their-league girl they had somehow managed to get, knowing that their money was their most attractive feature.

As they danced, she established that he drove a porche, but had a town car with driver also. His home was a 12,000 square foot ranch style mansion, with large free form pool. He had a penthouse apartment in New York, in Trump Towers, a ranch in Montana, and an apartment in Houston. Great, she thought, rich pickings here! I've hit the jackpot. I might even endure this guy longer than most. She had noticed that after about two months, the quality and quantity of the gifts, tended to trail off, as the guy in question thought their relationship grew, but this new guy was even richer than her normal targets, and she thought she'd stick around for a while.

He hugged her tight against him, and she pulled a face over his shoulder, his belly pressing into her rib cage. But no matter what, she'd take a plain rich guy, over a hot poor one, any day!! Whoever had said, "money cant bring you happiness" had been full of shit!! Happiness would be a really rich, super hot guy, and a) they didn't seem to exist and b) even if they did, they'd be so full of themselves, that they wouldn't appreciate her as they should.

She looked around the club, still weighing up her options, but the guy she had just snagged, seemed the best prospect. That said, however, she was always on the look out for a better option.

Terrance James DeVita was a resource full man. He had this whole night club literally in his pocket. The serving staff was in his pocket. When he heard Angel d'Alton order her Sex-on-the-beach using the money of the rich chump. He ordered the agent on his payroll to drug her drink. This drug would simply knock her out. He needed clinical data for Slave. He needed to administer it in the privacy of his personal laboratory. The drug in Angel's drink was designed to knock her out slowly to avert suspicion. After about an hour she was out like a light. Then it was a simply a matter of pretending She had to much to drink and have the Tropicana staff unknowingly help load her in his vehicle. He drove off with his future slave safely sleeping in the back seat.
Then he arrived at the laboratory and Slave factory. Loaded Angel on a gurney and carted her in the testing chamber. He strapped her to a table. Admistered smelling salts to wake her. Waited til she woke up. Then explained. " Angel d'Alton you will soon be my unwilling Slave. I'm going to make you the first victim of Slave, a designer drug of my own invention. It will force you to obey the first person you see after waking up. It interfere's with the brains chemistry. To put it simply you will experience pain beyond belief until you follow any order I give. No matter how disgusting or humiliating to you. You will comply, The pain your own brain will inflict on you will train you! In the past you've used men with impunity and now I'll do the same to you! You're going to prove to a vast conglomerate that I'm building the value of Slave! And through your personal pain will make me richer than Midas and will for the end of time become my personal Slave! Next he took a bottle of neon green fluid and drew a proper dose based on her weight into a eperdermic needle. He applied the new drug in a shot directly into a major artery. Angel immeadiately passed out as the new drug started restructuring the neural responses of her brain. Then Terrance James DeVita released her from the table. Restraints would not be needed anymore. Her own brain would make her obey. She'd have full knowledge of what was happening but would have no choice. He waited until she woke up and looked at him. That was all it took. Angel d'Alton was the first victim of Slave. He smiled and gave his first order. Stand up! Dance for me! Strip Slave! Kneel at my feet and kiss them! He used a remote to turn some dance music on to accompany the performance of his new Slave for her Master.

Angel wondered what the hell had happened. Once minute she had been dancing with the rich guy, thinking of what gifts she'd get off him first, and then she had found herself feeling progressively tired. She had had a few late nights, but perhaps the combination of late nights, and strong drinks was too much for her. She certainly didn't want to give the rich guy the impression that she was a lush, so she told him, she had been feeling a little light headed, and would be back shortly. She went directly to the ladies' room, intending to splash water on her face, and then she had felt so tired, she had sat for a moment on the couch, by the perfumes, and drifted off to sleep.

She had no idea where she was. Noting the guerney, she thought perhaps she was in an emergency room, and then she heard the voice. She heard what he was saying, and realised she had been abducted. As soon as he finished talking she said "let me go you sick fucker!! I see you fry for this!" Then he had injected her with something, the drug he had mentioned.

She awoke, sometime later, and noticed she was no longer tied. Instantly she intended to leave,and then she saw him, and heard him.

"Stand up! Dance for me! Strip Slave! Kneel at my feet and kiss them!"

She didn't want to! She wanted to leave!! But as she thought about defying him, intense pain brought her to her knees!! She screamed, as it seemed like an electric shock took over her brain! The pain continued until she thought about compling!

Standing up she began to dance to the music that played. She stripped, taking off every shread of her clothing, then she knelt at his feet, and kissed them!!

Terrance James DaVita smiled Slave was an unqualified success and he had the video tape to prove it. Angel was his slave. He would make use of the body that used to belong to Angel. Now she owned nothing. He had to make several demonstration runs with with Angel, but first he'd partake of his new property. He stood up and said "Follow me! It's play time!"
Then he went to his car and made her get in naked in the front seat. He got in the driver's seat exposed his cock. "Angel suck me off!" He began driving.

Angel found herself to be naked and in the front seat of his car. She didn't want to be there, but she knew that non compliance would cause exquisite pain! following his order, she fell on his hard cock, and began to suck him for all she was worth! Licking and sucking and massaging him with her tongue, she continued, until he shot his load of cum into her mouth, filling it to capacity.!!

Terrance James DeVita arrived at his personal home. Follow me Slave. He got out of his luxory car with the Slave in tow. She followed him into his bedroom. "Get in the bed!" he ordered. She complied. He began sucking,and biting on her breasts. Covering her breasts with bite marks.Then started nibling on her neck, while he played with her pussy. then he ordered Angel to: Eat the shit out of my ass. And thank me when your done, then beg me to drink my piss!

Angel was horribly conscious of her nakedness as they drove through the streets. It was even worse, when there where higher vehicles alongside them and she knew that the drivers could see her bare body in its entirity.

The got to his home, and he order her to follow him in. Again she didn't want to, but did not want to think of disobeying him, the recollection of the intense pain still fresh in her mind.

Inside, she was ordered to his bed and then he spoke again.

Eat the shit out of my ass. And thank me when your done, then beg me to drink my piss!

She was utterly disgusted!! There was no way she was doing that!! She began to say no, to escape, and again the unbearable pain struck. For almost 15 minutes she endured it, and was at the point where she began to think she would have lasting brain damage if she didn't make it stop. The thought entered her mind "dont think about it, just do it! just do it!" So she put her mouth to his ass, and the pain immediately stopped. She licked his ass, horrified by what she was doing. She continued over and over, and then said, with tears in her eyes "please let me drink your... your " she pulled a face, and the pain hit again, but only for an instant before she quickly finished "you piss! please let me!" She waited for his response, hoping against hope he would just laugh it off, but fearing he intended to make good on his threat.

Terrance James DeVita's bladder was full to the point of bursting he had drank two pots coffee. He took his dick and placed it in the Slave's mouth. She was on her knees and waiting for the piss she craved. He gratefully released the load. He filled her mouth as fast as she could swallow. Finally about 5 minutes later the flow of piss stopped.
Then he dressed her in the slutttiest night club outfit Angel had ever seen. It was made of clear plastic. Had holes where her breasts, pussy and ass were allowing free access to anyone who wanted her. Before he dressed her in it he showed her the rear and it said "Free for all! Just use me! On the front it said Free blow jobs just ask me.
Then after she was dressed in this costume. He announced he was taking her to a sex club. "Follow me Slave! Get in the car!"

Angel had thought that she could not possibly feel worse than she did in that moment, but then he showed her the back of the "outfit" Oh Jesus! Cheap whore was not the word. She so did not want to dress like this in the bedroom, let alone go anywhere, but she could do nothing. She still had residual waves of pain from the last bout of electric spasms, she could not endure more!!

Cringing she followed him to the car, and sat into the passenger seat trying to cover her pussy and tits with her hands, as he drove off.

Terrance James DeVita was going to a high class sex club to put his new sex slave to work. As a promotion for Slave he was going to demonstrate that it works to all the masters in the club. He expected to make orders for at least a thousand doses. A dose of Slave sells for 10,000 dollars. Angel would make him 10 million dollars just at this one sex club this year. And there were many more in California. He parked the car and took Angel's hand, went in the club with her in tow. He addressed a large crowd of Master's, Mistresses,and slaves. "Ladies and Gentleman may I present the first victim of Slave a new drug that will make Training of slaves easy. The first person they see after being given a dose will on them. the process is permameant and cannot be chemically broken. A dose costs $10,000 dollars a mere pittance indeed.This slave will service you in any way you desire for the next 3 hours. I will be here in that time taking orders for the drug. Feel free to use my slave as you desire. She will ofer no resistance and in fact will thank you!" He turns to the Slave who is being surrounded by horny Masters, and Mistresses and orders Angel "Do what ever they ask and thank them afterward!"

Angel was horrified! She was going to have to do whatever
any of these awful people asked of her, and worse, thank them for it!

She was dressed like a cheap whore, and worse than that, she wasn't just cheap, she was free!!

The first guy approaches her. "now we shall see just how effective this drug really is! On your knees bitch! Suck my cock!" angel fell to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth and sucking frantically!! The man was rough, fucking her face, gagging her! When he shot his load, he flooded her mouth, and came all over her face. "don't swallow!" he told her, and angel thought it was the best news she had all night!! "spit it on the floor" and she did so happily. Then the man rubbed his cum into the floor, with his shoe, then he presented angel with he sole of his shoe, telling her to lick his cum off! She facethe picture of disgust, she did so, then she looked up at him! "thank you sir!" she said!!

Terrance James DeVita was swamped with orders from this club. He had paid in advance orders for 5000 doses. Angel had netted him 5 million for a 3 hour appearance. And reorders would be triple that once word got out. When he was finally finished he collected a exhausted filthy Angel and Drove her to new home. He stopped along the way at a car wash and picked up a hose. "Strip off your outfit!" The young slave complied. He used the hoses blast to clean her up efficiently. A crowd gathered to watch. Then he used shop towels to dry her and put the dirty out fit in the trunk. "Get in the car! We're going home!" [/B] They drove off.

Angel was exhausted and horribly humiliated. She could do nothing to refuse him. Everytime she tried, she was crippled with unbearable pain, as though her head was being electricuted. She had no choice whatsoever, but to do exactly what he said. She had fucked and sucked countless guys at the club, instantly doing whatever they told her to. She hated this!!!! Most of these guys, she would not entertain! She would not touch with a ten foot barge pole, under ordinary circumstances, and here she was fulfilling their every demand, and thanking them for it. She was behaving like a total slut, and she could do nothing to stop it.

The icy water from the car wash, made her jump in order to try avoid it. She hated the crowd watching her, they all probably thought she was an exhibitionist!!

Terrance James DeVita had the young slave Angel drop to her knees once they got in the house and follow him to the kitchen. Once there he got a can of cheap dog food out. Opened it and placed it in a bowl. Then he used another bowl and filled it with milk. Then placed them on the floor. "Eat your dog food! Drink your Milk! You are not allowed to use your hands."

As her captor placed the horrible smelling dog food, and milk in bowls on the floor, Angel thought she might puke! Surely he didn't expect her to eat that stinky stuff!!

"Eat your dog food! Drink your Milk! You are not allowed to use your hands."

Her face showed how repulsed she was, but unable to resist, she knelt and shoved her face into the food, and ate all the dog food, and then stuck her face into the milk and drank it all down, lifting her head when she finished, her face smeared with dogfood and milk, and she looked to her captor, dreading what else he had in store for her.

Terrance James DeVita had plans an this slave would use her body to further them. Follow me Slave! He led her into a room laden with costumes , Make up,and tables clearly designed to restrain women while they were being ornamented for show. Cleaned her mouth. He patted a table and said, "Up here Slave." He picked out a sexy outfit that accented her tits and a collar. He put them on her. "We're going to a bdsm club tonight to sell Slave. In addition I'm going to auction you for a nights use to the highest bidder! In light of that your going to suck my dick now!

Angel was horrified by his words. Just when she thought it couldnt get any worse, it did. A BDSM club. She knew a little about them, they comprised all kinds of kinky sex, and she would be forced to comply! Worse, seeing as she was being auctioned off for the night, she might end up with some pervert, who was intent of testing the limits of the drugs effect on her, and of course, she knew there were no limits. No matter how she hated something, she had no option but to comply.

Dressed in a collar, with D rings built into it, and a corset that lifted her tits, but did not cover her nipples, and cinched her waist, she leaned forward, as ordered, and began to suck his dick. He hadn't specified that she had to deep throat him, so she didn't, but really she wanted to bite me, but she couldnt do that either! She bobbed her head up and down, hollowing her cheeks, and massaging his length with her tongue, until she felt him ready to shoot his load.

Terrance James DeVita moaned with pleasure as he came. Then he clippeda leash on her collar for show and led her to the car. He opened the car door and had her get into the front seat. He got in the driver's seat and drove for about 3 hours into the country. The sign at the entrance read. The Satan's Pain Academy" . The Gate was 12 feet high and there was announcing button beside the gate. TJD pressed the button. a voice from the speaker said "Satan's Pain Academy, may we help you." TJd responded "Terrance James DeVita and Slave here for our appearance today! The voice answered "come right in! We've been expecting you! The gate opened and he drove in. Parked out front and opened the door for his Slave. Then he led her in the club. Right away he was impresses by an array of slaves on various devices around the room being whipped and punished in other ways. He counted over 50 slaves in all. There ws a stage in front of the whole assembly. He led his slave upon the stage. Picked up the microphone. Masters, Mistresses, and Slaves. I am Terrance James DeVita the creator of Slave, the designer drug. With Slave you can have anyone you want for your willing unwilling slave. You just administer the drug into their system and make sure your the first person they see. Then the deed is done. They will be your slave for life. This girl Angel d'Alton is te first victim of Slave. She'll do anything I tell her to do! No matter how disgusting or humiliating to her! Tonight she ate cheap dog food in a bowl from the floor, andashed it down with a bowl of milk! Tonight she will be auctioned off to the highest bidder for the night to a lucky club member! The silent bidding will start at $5000 dollars and Angel will dance for you while the bidding takes place!"

Angel danced as she was order to. The bidding began, and it was silent. Raunchy dance music played, and Terrance James told her to dance like a stripper, and though she hated it, she had no choice but to comply!

She danced extremely provocatively, humping the stage, rubbing her hands all over herself, hating every minute, but with a big smile on her face, as she had been told. She dreaded the end of the bidding, wondering what was before her.

"That concludes the bidding Ladies and Gentleman. Angel goes to the Red headed Mistress for the night for the final bid of $25,000. Enjoy madam. Angel will serve you well tonight! Angel go with your mistress and obey and thank her as you would me!" A tall woman with 30 c breasts came upon the stage and took Angel's leash and led her to her fate for the night. "Now 'l'll take orders for Slave! We will be here tonight only. Don't miss your cance to acquire the only Slave drug on the marKet! Only $12,500 a dose! Buy now before the price goes up! Terrance James DeVita took orders all nigh at a furious pace. When the night was over and he totaled the orders. He had sold a grand total of 1.5 million doses. That's a total sales volume of 18 3/4 of a million dollars not including reorders. And this wasn't even considered a large club.

Oh, if Angel had thought it couldnt get worse, she was wrong. Firstly, she was not bi! She didn't like girls!! Secondly, the mistress turned out to be a sadist, and she forced Angel to beg her to be beaten, covered in hot wax, strung up, taken anally with a strap on! by morning, she was exhausted.

Angel still had evidence of her hard night on her body. When TJD recieved her back from the mistress that won her for the night. He took Angel to his car and stripped her in the parking lot. Angel had lash marks on her back. Red wax on her tits. Her ass was bloody from the strap-on. He cleaned her up with a hose and shop towels. Then dressed her in a tight black mini dress. We're going to a night club to meet a Trucker friend of mine. We're going to Dance!

At that point Angel didn't mind where they went as long as it was far away from that sadistic bitch who had hurt her so!! She was actually happy to see Terrance James the following morning!!

She slipped into the miniscule dress, and went to meet his trucker friend, trepidation beating within her!!

Terrance James Devita was excited he was about to meet a trucker friend of his that had an unusual hobby. He picked up girls and transformed them to be pet cows. He was the perfect choice to be his delivery man for Slave. He'd be glad to do it for an occasional dose of Slave for himself and a small piece of the action. He loaded Angel in her new club out fit and went to the club.