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Captured, Trained, and Sold ( Closed)

There were always parts of the world where democracy did not exist. Such was simply a way of life in regards to how humans interacted. From the times of Egyptians and even well before then, there had been slaves that had served masters.

Within the modern world however it was perceived that slavery was 'bad' and that those who acted within the realms of such actions were cruel or heartless people. Yet outside of the North American world, there were plenty of places where such a concept wasn't put off.

Demetri had served within the Cuban Revolutionary Army and had even trained with the Navy Seals for a time. Yet after long enough, Demetri had been approached by a cartel. They had a specific job in mind for him. They wanted him to design and set up a compound on one of the many islands of the world. Not only that however, they wanted him to work with a team of others.

The 'target' was quite unique... they wanted women. Not for rudimentary slaves to be sold off. No, they wanted Demetri and a set of five other trainers to train the women brought to them as sex slaves. The better the girls were trained, the higher the selling point, and the more money they made. Demetri had seen many things already in the world that topped such a concept, so he agreed.

Today was the next 'shipment'. The girls were put into individual sound proofed rooms, and each girl was assigned to a trainer. The trainer had four weeks to train the girl, to 'teach her' how to be a cock sucking pussy driving anal taking sex slave. Demetri was simply looking through the file of the newest girl assigned to him.

He had to admit, he got a thrill in breaking women's will and making them into willing sex slaves, it was a primal thrill that he 'got off on'! For now he looked over to the camera which surveyed her room, watching her 'come to' in her new 'home' for the next four weeks!
 
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Graduation night.

Not just any graduation. Lori wasn’t some high school senior who graduated; although that was something she did just a few months ago. No, she had just completed the police academy and was out celebrating with some girlfriends she had made while in the academy. Everyone seemed to be having a good time and then, a bit tipsy, she stepped away from the group and when to the restroom. As she came out, she was approached by a really hot guy who offered to buy her a drink.

She had figured it was OK, seeing as how she was going to be leaving here in a while and besides, the guy, who had told her his name was Jason, probably wouldn’t stand a chance with her. Not because she was stuck up but because she wasn’t really the type to go home with someone from the bar after just meeting them. No, she only had two boyfriends in her life, both in high school. She had even lost her virginity to one but had found out that sex wasn’t really for her.

Now, as she was talking to Jason, she had found out he was just starting his second year at the local college and he was majoring in English Literature. ‘Kinda boring’ was the one thought Lori had but didn’t dwell on it as she sipped at her drink.

As he continued to talk, Lori noticed that Jason’s words weren’t making sense. She had even felt dizzy and flush. Jason said something to her and then led her outside….from there on, blackness.

***
Groaning, Lori opened her eyes slowly and the bright light of the room made her cover her eyes with her hands. Her head was pounding but she did her best to ignore that as she sat up slowly and took in her surroundings. Why was it so bright?

Where was she?

“Hello?” she said groggily. Her throat was dry and she was extremely thirsty. “Where am I?”

Now, everything was starting to make sense as she remembered what had happened last…well, what she could remember what happened. She had been talking with a guy…John..? No..it started with a J….John..Johnson..Jason! That was it. Jason. He must have put something in her drink and brought her to his home?

She patted her clothes in effort to try to find her phone, but it was gone! She was going to call the police but now, she couldn’t…she could call a friend…but as for family, there was none. Her parents had passed just two months prior in a car crash….

“Hey! Where the fuck am I?!” she screamed as she stood up.
 
Kind'a boring was the point of it all. After all the more they stuck out in a situation, the more that people would remember them and be able to cause problems. Down in the world where Demetri as well as Lori lived in, the locals were aware that women went missing from time to time, but they mostly took tourist girls and always made sure they weren't caught doing it.

The use of drugs was quite helpful in that. After all a very drunk 'friend' being helped from a bar wasn't an uncommon thing, and once the subject was 'subdued' they were 'helped' her into the ban which was waiting. From there she had passed out completely, and brought to the compound.

She was left with her clothes, but nothing else. Her phone, as well as any identification was taken which Demetri used to do a search on her. With his ties along with the bribes he had placed, he had access to the police database as well as had administrative access. Doing a more general search on the internet revealed her parents death, and with no siblings on record, Demetri smiled.

" Good work boys." He complimented, giving the man 'Jason' a good five hundred dollar bonus, he had picked the perfect subject! She would be harder to break because of being trained to be a cop, but she was stunning, so the trade off would be well worth it. Noticing that she was awake though, he headed towards her room.

The room she was in was simple, there was a single window but if she inspected it she would notice that it was electrically charged from the outside with no seams or breaks for her to get at, and if she touched the window she would be shocked quite painfully. The bed she had been put on wasn't the nicest, a simple metal cot like frame with a mattress, the floors were concrete and hidden in the corner was the camera, it was no more than the size of a dime. As she was exploring her surroundings the door gave a hiss, letting her know it was electronically locked before Demetri opened it and stepping in, he closed it behind him easily.

" Welcome." He spoke easily, though was appraising her. He doubted that she would 'like' what he had to tell her, but it made little difference. Her life as she knew it was over, and a new life was now beginning!
 
It was obvious to Lori that screaming wouldn't help so she started to explore the little room she was in. It was like a glorified jail cell and she wasn't very fond of it. In the academy, all cadets were put in a jail cell for 24 hours and not treated any differently from the regular prisoners. And the women's detention was pretty brutal.

Yet, there were no bars. The room was padded..which meant it was probably sound proof...the only window was a bit too high and there was no way to be able to look out of it seeing as it was a bit high off the ground. The bed, with it's metal frame, was secured to the floor.

And was worst was the room was stark white. The floor was cold...in fact, the whole room was cold.

At least she wasn't tied up...?

Walking around the room, Lori was startled when she heard the door start to open. She had started to walk toward it as it opened but she stopped when someone entered and the door quickly closed behind him. Narrowing her eyes, she crossed her arms over her chest and didn't back down as she looked at the big man before her, "Who are you? And what the hell am I doing here?!" She said in a demanding voice.
 
Demetri regarded her with a sense of regard as he closed the door easily, the psneunomic hiss announcing the locking of the door once again, though as she crossed her arms over her chest, she may or may not have realized how it pushed her generous bust together, accenting her 'assets'.

Despite her attitude, Demetri moved into the center of the room seemingly calmly. " I am your trainer. While here you will regard me as Sir or master, nothing else is permitted. If you choose to defy this simple rule, you will be punished."

Perhaps her being tied up would have been preferable, at least then she would have known from the outset that she was going to be used in a sexual manner. Demetri seemed quite calm about it though, clearly displaying that he had done this before. " If you prove to be too much trouble, you will be taken out on a boat, shackled to a three hundred pound rock and thrown overboard. I would suggest for your sake that you obey."

It wasn't said as an idle threat or empty words, but he watched her, making no more physical moves towards her just yet.

" Strip." He ordered, her first 'test' already at hand.
 
Lori didn't realize the danger of her situation. She was still in defense mode as she listened to what he had said and if her facial expression didn't reveal her displeasure, the next words she spoke would.

When he finished, Lori refused to do what he has said, "Excuse me?! Am I under arrest for something? Where am I? Am I a hostage? If I'm a hostage then know I have no money nor any family or friends willing to pay anything."

"I'm not stupid you know. You have no right keeping me here! And if I am under arrest, I am allowed to call someone and also, be told of any charges that being held against me. I have rights. This is America, after all."

Maybe this was a test from the academy? A loyalty test perhaps? No. They wouldn't risk drugging a cop.

Lori stood her ground.
 
He could tell that she didn't truly realize the situation that she was in, and even as she clearly was refusing to do what he said, Demetri didn't seem upset or perturbed by her choice. No, in fact there was no change in his facial expressions.

" I am well aware that you have no family, I have done a search on you which revealed you have no family remaining, which made the selection of you even better. Less work to make you dissapear." He moved then, 'boxing' her into a corner of the room, he seemed to be gauging her abilities.

His search had revealed her enrollment within the academy of the police of America, which only bemused him. Finally though he launched himself, moving within an instant towards her, his hand caught the front of her shirt at the top, and with a powerful yanking, there was a ripping sound as it tore down the front.

" I will not say it again. You can choose to strip yourself, or I will strip you." He clearly had no interest in giving her her precious phone call, or in observing her 'rights'. Lori was about to learn that here, and going forwards into the future that she HAD no rights, none other than to serve!
 
Lori let out a scream when the man tore her top off. She wanted to fight back but knew she'd be putting herself in any pending danger. So, instead, she held up her hands and backed up further against the wall, "OK! OK! Stop! Just stop..." she said in a shakey voice.

It was better to cooperate right now than to find out what was going to happen. She still was assessing the entire situation. "Listen.." she said as she started to remove her torn top, letting it fall to the floor, "Why are you doing this?!" Of course, there was no answer as she moved onto the waist of her pants.

"You said your selection of me...what does that mean?! You were watching me?" Her pants fell to the floor and she was left standing there only in her thong, refusing to remove that. "Please...answer me...you were watching me?! How long were you watching me!?!" Her voice grew to almost panic shouting...
 
The room was completely sound proofed, not that it really made a difference in the end result. The truth was that there were well known studies showing how communication between prisoners lead to an increase in defiance, thus sound proofing really was the answer. As she held up her hands and backed up further, Demetri nodded calmly to her, watching her with an expectant look.

As she worked the top off and asked that, he didn't answer that at all, instead simply let her work on stripping herself as he admired her in her thong. " We were not watching you specifically. We have clubs that have been bribed that provide a cover for any abductions we arrange." He replied as she seemed to be growing panicky.

As she seemed to halt at her underwear, Demetri's eyes bore right into her. " All of it." He directed, she could see that he wasn't going easy on her in any way, and besides, force proved to be an effective motivator in regards to getting her moving. Besides, it was clear he had a plan, she would simply have to wait and find out what it was.

He held a stance of a well trained fighter, his knuckles were calloused from life and his entire being screamed confidence, so it was clear that she was going to end up however he wanted it, the 'choice' was hers how she wanted to proceed.
 
The more he talked, the more was able to learn. She just needed to keep him talking because she might need the information later...

"No!" Lori challenged. "I want answers first!" She gave him her choice as she held her hands up, not wanting to budge or obey him. Oblivious to the danger she was or could be in.

"Who are you and where am I? Why me?!" If she knew any better she would submit to him but if there was one thing Lori wasn't, was one to submit or be bullied!
 
Demetri found it interesting that she thought that she had been picked specifically in some way. The truth of the matter was that 'selection' was done specifically based on physical beauty, and thus her stunning good looks had 'worked against her' in this instance!

As she defied his instructions, Demetri wasn't surprised. Some women fought tooth and nail, some submitted more 'easily', but there were levels to each women which were universally defiant. As she asked those things though he launched forwards, one hand tangling into her long brown hair as the other caught the front of her bra.

" You were chosen because you are beautiful. There was nothing specifically directed at you, you are going to become a sex slave, a slut trained for a buyers use." He informed her as his hand pulled strongly on the bra, snapping the fabric and tearing it off her as he twisted his hand into her hair.

" You can remove your thong yourself, or I can rip it off you, it's your choice." He pointedly did not use her name, after all doing so would simply re-enforce her personal image, so instead he worked to 'break her' of a self image, he already pushing her up against the concrete wall, his large strong body looming before her intimidatingly.
 
'Sex slave?!' her mind raced with the thought of what she had heard. No.. no! In the academy, they had taken a course on human trafficking and to know she was going to be part of that made Lori sick to her stomach!

When he grabbed her bra and yanked it off, Lori let out a short scream as the fabric burned against her skin from being ripped off. She heard herself whimper and quickly swallowed hard.

With his hand in her hair and the cold of the wall crawling into her skin, all made Lori shiver with fear...it didn't look like there was going to be any way she was going to get out of this...at least not now... "OK, OK!" She held her hands up in a surrender fashion, not daring to look at him towering over her. She fumbled a bit before her hands found the straps to her thong and she pushed it off, kicking it off as it fell to her feet.

"Please, just don't hurt me..." she continued to hold her hands in front of her as he seemed to get closer to her and she knew she didn't have to strength to fight him off or keep him from doing what he wanted. But there was no way in hell she was going to give up without a fight...
 
Oh he meant what he said and there was no hint of this being some form of cruel joke in his eyes. Even as she registered the horror of what he was informing of her, her short scream achieved her nothing. He had informed her that the room was sound proofed, so she could scream all she liked.

Even as she shivered and held her hands up in a surrendering fashion, his hand in her hair did relent slightly, the pulling of the locks of hair seeming to release ever so slightly. As she fumbled with the straps to her thong and pushed it off, he was well aware that the 'fight' with her was only just beginning.

" I have no intentions of hurting you. The only reason you will be hurt is if you fail to follow directions." He remarked, letting her know that if she was 'good' she would feel less pain than if she did not. Fully releasing her hair, he stepped back only a step, giving her slightly some room as he looked her over.

Beautiful indeed, Lori would make a very good sex slave. Whether she wanted to or not, she was going to be repeatedly fucked, trained, raped and used... then sold to someone in a part of the world where she would have no say. The buxom beauty was beginning her new life... whether she was ready for it or not.

" Turn in a circle slowly." His voice spoke again... he was 'inspecting' her nude form... if she tried to cover herself she would be punished... that in itself went without saying he thought at least. For now he was being passive towards her.
 
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