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Columbian IV....Stat!
How much will you sell your daughter for to a willing buyer?
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Columbian IV....Stat!
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you mean coffee right...not the stuff they smoke
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Something I wrote a long time ago for a friend (name changed to protect the perverse):
Business concluded, I looked with disgust at the man who had just sold me his daughter. I drew the .357 Magnum revolver, the large frame version with a six inch barrel. I like it, because people who don't know guns think "Cannon" when they see it. I aimed it at the bastard's head and said, quietly, "Sit the fuck down." He complied, of course, probably thinking I was going to take his daughter and my money back.
The mother started to say something. I reached out with my left hand and grabbed her hair, pulled her head close to my mouth. "I'll shoot him in the balls if you try anything at all." She seemed to wilt, all the fight gone out of her. "You take your clothes off and lie on that table with your knees up and spread." She looked horrified, but did as I asked.
"Laurel." My latest purchase was speechless, but she looked attentively at me. What a good little girl. "Did either of these assholes ever touch you, ever do anything sexual to you?"
She was silent. I spared a quick glance at her, and she saw the determination in my eyes. "You are a sex slave now, do you understand that? You are my property. You will do as I say. Especially right now. The punishment for not complying with my directions tonight might leave you permanently damaged. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Then handcuff that shithead to his chair so he can't get up." Laurel went to her father and handcuffed him as I said. He squirmed, but when I told him to shut the fuck up, he did.
"Laurel, take the knife from my belt and cut off his clothes." To her credit, she was quick to comply. To the mother I said, "You, bitch, if you even twitch a muscle I'll kill him and burn this place down with all your possessions in it."
"Laurel, come here." I stepped a few feet away. Pulled her close and kissed her deeply, possessively. "We're going to show them what they've done. This is your chance to get revenge on these shitheads who sold you into slavery. Trust me?" She nodded and nuzzled her head against my chest. "I want you to go suck his cock as lovingly and intensely as you know how, until he's hard as a rock, then crawl up on his lap and fuck him as though he were your lover. He's going to have to live the rest of his life with the knowledge of what he's done to his own daughter. Do you see? The best, sluttiest fuck of his life is your revenge."
Laurel dropped her clothes and crawled across the floor to him. "Enjoy this, you asshole," I said, "This is what you've sold your daughter into."
I loved watching his face as he tried to resist the charms of his own daughter's practiced mouth, and even more enjoyed the sight of her perfect hips writhing on his lap, his reluctant cock throbbing inside her. I glanced at the mother, who had turned her head to one side so she could watch. The parade of emotions on her face was beautiful. Horrified, excited, jealous, I don't know what. I do know her nipples were stiff as rocks and her cunt was yawning open and drooling.
The father gasped and looked chagrined as he came in his daughter's cunt. I walked up to him and said, "You didn't just fuck your father, Laurel. You just fucked some guy's cock because I told you to." To the father I said, "This is what you've done with your daughter. She now fucks whatever cock I tell her to."
Then to the mother: "Your asshole husband has spewed filth in my property. You're going to clean up after him. Laurel, straddle the bitch's face so she can clean you up."
Laurel placed her cunt on her former mother's mouth. "Lick it clean, you cunt," I told her. I pressed the muzzle of the .357 against her clit as I said it. Mother was all too glad to comply.
I looked at the father, his gaze fixated on the cunt rubbing against his wife's face. "You used my woman, now I'm going to use yours." I opened my jeans and my cock sprang out, fully erect, harder than usual because of the cock ring I had put on in anticipation of the transaction. I slapped her thighs apart and entered her, hoping she was dry and it would hurt, but no dice. She was dripping wet and gaping.
I watched her lick my slave's cunt while I fucked her, slowly, relaxed, plying her clit with my fingers and making sure she came several times. I wanted her to remember this also.
I finally came inside her, moaning so her husband would know. "Laurel, lick her clean now. Fair is fair." Laurel went immediately, cowed, and began to lap at the cunt that had borne her. The father looked on, his cock hardening despite the obvious turmoil on his face.
"That's enough, Laurel." I took the cash off the table and stuffed it in the mother's cunt. "Let's go."
As we walked out the door, I tossed the handcuff key onto the mother's stomach.
"Thank you, Sir," Laurel whispered.
Business concluded, I looked with disgust at the man who had just sold me his daughter. I drew the .357 Magnum revolver, the large frame version with a six inch barrel. I like it, because people who don't know guns think "Cannon" when they see it. I aimed it at the bastard's head and said, quietly, "Sit the fuck down." He complied, of course, probably thinking I was going to take his daughter and my money back.
The mother started to say something. I reached out with my left hand and grabbed her hair, pulled her head close to my mouth. "I'll shoot him in the balls if you try anything at all." She seemed to wilt, all the fight gone out of her. "You take your clothes off and lie on that table with your knees up and spread." She looked horrified, but did as I asked.
"Laurel." My latest purchase was speechless, but she looked attentively at me. What a good little girl. "Did either of these assholes ever touch you, ever do anything sexual to you?"
She was silent. I spared a quick glance at her, and she saw the determination in my eyes. "You are a sex slave now, do you understand that? You are my property. You will do as I say. Especially right now. The punishment for not complying with my directions tonight might leave you permanently damaged. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Then handcuff that shithead to his chair so he can't get up." Laurel went to her father and handcuffed him as I said. He squirmed, but when I told him to shut the fuck up, he did.
"Laurel, take the knife from my belt and cut off his clothes." To her credit, she was quick to comply. To the mother I said, "You, bitch, if you even twitch a muscle I'll kill him and burn this place down with all your possessions in it."
"Laurel, come here." I stepped a few feet away. Pulled her close and kissed her deeply, possessively. "We're going to show them what they've done. This is your chance to get revenge on these shitheads who sold you into slavery. Trust me?" She nodded and nuzzled her head against my chest. "I want you to go suck his cock as lovingly and intensely as you know how, until he's hard as a rock, then crawl up on his lap and fuck him as though he were your lover. He's going to have to live the rest of his life with the knowledge of what he's done to his own daughter. Do you see? The best, sluttiest fuck of his life is your revenge."
Laurel dropped her clothes and crawled across the floor to him. "Enjoy this, you asshole," I said, "This is what you've sold your daughter into."
I loved watching his face as he tried to resist the charms of his own daughter's practiced mouth, and even more enjoyed the sight of her perfect hips writhing on his lap, his reluctant cock throbbing inside her. I glanced at the mother, who had turned her head to one side so she could watch. The parade of emotions on her face was beautiful. Horrified, excited, jealous, I don't know what. I do know her nipples were stiff as rocks and her cunt was yawning open and drooling.
The father gasped and looked chagrined as he came in his daughter's cunt. I walked up to him and said, "You didn't just fuck your father, Laurel. You just fucked some guy's cock because I told you to." To the father I said, "This is what you've done with your daughter. She now fucks whatever cock I tell her to."
Then to the mother: "Your asshole husband has spewed filth in my property. You're going to clean up after him. Laurel, straddle the bitch's face so she can clean you up."
Laurel placed her cunt on her former mother's mouth. "Lick it clean, you cunt," I told her. I pressed the muzzle of the .357 against her clit as I said it. Mother was all too glad to comply.
I looked at the father, his gaze fixated on the cunt rubbing against his wife's face. "You used my woman, now I'm going to use yours." I opened my jeans and my cock sprang out, fully erect, harder than usual because of the cock ring I had put on in anticipation of the transaction. I slapped her thighs apart and entered her, hoping she was dry and it would hurt, but no dice. She was dripping wet and gaping.
I watched her lick my slave's cunt while I fucked her, slowly, relaxed, plying her clit with my fingers and making sure she came several times. I wanted her to remember this also.
I finally came inside her, moaning so her husband would know. "Laurel, lick her clean now. Fair is fair." Laurel went immediately, cowed, and began to lap at the cunt that had borne her. The father looked on, his cock hardening despite the obvious turmoil on his face.
"That's enough, Laurel." I took the cash off the table and stuffed it in the mother's cunt. "Let's go."
As we walked out the door, I tossed the handcuff key onto the mother's stomach.
"Thank you, Sir," Laurel whispered.
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