Sold on a trip (Slippedhalo! Look here!)

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Michelle thought it would be a lovely trip. She thought she was going to get to see all the sights of the city with her husband. She had never been to New York, after growing up in small town Kanasas she always wanted to go to NEw York. Her husband often went there for business, and she was excited to hear that she was going with him this time.

She didn't know that she had been sold off to settle her husbands gambling debts.

She was to meet Max, (her husband) in New York as he had to leave four days prior at the airport. When she landed a man in a suit was awaiting her at the gate holding a sign with her name on it.

"Michelle Gordon?" He asked as she came up to him.
 
Michelle nodded, "Did Max send you?" she asked with a smile.

Michelle
Age: 23
Long, light brown hair, blue eyes, size 36C breasts and a firm round ass.
She used to be a pageant girl, and has that same sort of wholesome beauty about her.
 
The man smiled and shrugged. "You could say that." He turned and motioned her to follow. "Come with me please."

He lead her out of the airport stopping at the bagage claim so she could retrieve her things and then out into the main drag of the airport where a large black limo was parked and awaiting her.

The man opened the door and Michelle climbed in. Only to be greeted by yet another man in the car. "Hello Ms. Gordon, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." He said warmly extending his hand toward her.
 
Michelle grinned and shook the man's hand, "Hello, I wonder if you could tell me what's going on because my husband didn't give me much information. I thought he'd be meeting me here but it appears I'm to be sent on an adventure first. Nice to meet you."
 
The man sat back in his seat and put a yellow folder on his lap. "I don't know if I'd call it an adventure Michelle, may I call you Michelle." He paused. "You see on a number of trips to my city," He gestured out the window, "your husband has made many wagers with me. Some he won, most he lost and now he owes me a great deal of money." He pulled a piece of paper fromt he folder and read the figure onto it. "Some 12,479,500 dollars to be precise."

He let that sink in. "As I'm sure you know, that is a great deal of money that you and your husband simply dont have. So he put something on the table that I was willing to accept in exchange for the money..." His eyes narrowed at her. "You, Michelle. He sent you here to be my sex slave. Oh, before you say no or start threatening me..." He pulled out a picture and handed it to her. The photo was of her husband gagged and hanging from chains in a small cell.

"He will remain there until you complete what I want of you. If you say no, you are free to go, after all I have no debts with you. But he will die." The man shrugged and waved his hand. "It matters not to me."
 
Michelle's eyes went wide and her smile faded as she was told about the debt and that she was to be used to pay it but her jaw dropped when she saw the photo of her husband chained up. Tears stung her eyes as she nodded her understanding. She was trembling, how could this really be happening? She wondered. Choking on her own tears all she managed to say in response was, "What do you want me to do?" in a small voice.
 
He leaned back in his seat and smiled at her. No fight, which was good. He hated the pain of breaking the strong willed.

"I want an heir to my fortune and power Michelle. You are to be my slave until you provide me with an heir." He explained simply.
 
"What?" she balked at his suggestion. She and Max hadn't even discussed setting their own family in motion yet and this guy wanted control of her womb or a whole nine months or more? She had hoped he was looking for a sex slave for the weekend, maybe a few days, but for almost a year at a time? This seemed ridiculous! "I can't do that! Max and I ... and for nine months...I can't..." The photo was flashed before her face again and she saw the fear in her husbands eyes as he pleaded with the person holding the camera. It was too much for Michelle to take and she broke down into tears. "How could you? And, what if it's not possible? What if I can't get pregnant or something?" she asked, hoping for a loophole, any loophole out of this dire mess.
 
The man leaned forward. "Do you have a doctor that can give me writen proof that you are incapable of having children?" He asked his voice a hiss. "Listen, this is not hard, it is a simple decision. You either do it or not, but let me tell you this. You'll do it, or not I will not force you but if you don't do it. Your husband is dead."

He leaned back and smiled, crossing his arms. "How much love can you feel for a man, that would sell me your womb and body for a lengthy period of time?"
 
Michelle considered this question. He was right. Max was a pig for getting them into this mess but her anger at him made her want to make his life hell, not see him dead. She could not bear being responsible for anyone's death. "Don't question my relationship with my husband. You don't know us. You can't judge." she said seethingly. "Fine." she said finally, at least hoping agreeing would buy time to think of a way out. "Fine, whatever you want, let him go. I'll stay with you." she vowed.
 
The man smiled and put the folder away. "Excellent. From here on out you will service me, my rule number one is you call me Master and nothing else." He moved over and patted the seat next to him. "Come here and taste me." He unzipped his pants. "I must test you loyalty before letting your husband go."
 
She was taken aback by his abruptness as he pulled his cock out unceremoniously and ordered her to suck it. She blinked a moment in disbelief but then lowered herself to taste this stranger's dick. She slowly lowered her mouth around it and worked the tip. She was holding back tears as she tasted the taste of a man other than her husband Max for the first time in years. Besides her husband she had only been with two other guys before and sucking cock was not among her favorite pasttimes with Max so she felt out of practice.
 
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He sighed and relax against the back of the seat as her mouth worked his piece. Her wet tongue seemed to snake out and moved around his flesh. He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and force her to take him to her throat. The way she gaged in suprise and her mouth convulsed around him he gasped and let her come back for air. "Like that. Do it like that." He told her.
 
Michelle blinked through her tears and just nodded as she returned to the duty of deep throating his cock. She could not bring herself to say the words, 'Yes, Master.' it was too much for her, not yet. She tried to put everything out of her mind as she focused on the act of pleasuring his cock with as much of her mouth and throat as she could bear. He was relaxing and she took that as a sign she was doing a decent job.
 
The car made the final turn into the driveway of his manison on the Gold Coast of Long Island New York and as the car slowed to a stop he pulled her off of his cock. A string of drool flopped onto her chin and he smiled. "Wipe yourself off." He said as he stuffed himself into his pants, which was hard while he was hard but he managed liek a pro and climbed out of the car. As she slowly followed he motioned to a woman coming down the steps of his huge house.

He walked up the steps motioning Michelle to follow him and he didn't bother waiting for her.

"This is my home." He said, his voice echoing in the main foyer. He spun and grabbed Michelle pulling her to him. "Not a bad place to be, is it? I'm sure the shame you feel for serving me, with be nulled by the large room you will have and the wonderful tub, with hi-power jets. Silk gowns and great food from professional chefs."
 
Sandi Wright was a 37 year old single woman that had come to this particular Gold Coast residence over 5 years ago. She was initially hired to take over certain pay roll duties here at the house of her boss. He had been persistant that she live in the house to make sure it ran like he preferred. She eagerly agreed as the salary was genrous and the house of course was totally amazing in everyway. Then things took a little different turn one night when the boss showed up one evening at her bedroom door. He insisted that she let him in and when she did he explained he wanted to talk. But once inside talking was not what was on his mind it was more like fucking to be exact. Sandi understood the stakes of saying no to such a man and she really liked her job but more importantly she liked the money her job brought with it. So she let her boss have his way but she then learned sex with her boss was anything but a bad thing. In fact it was totally amazing and he made her cum many times over that night.

This arrangement has continued over the past few years and has grown as well. She began to perform special favors for her boss by seducing various men and even women for use as black mail. It wasn't hard as she was no bleach blonde swimsuit model but the seductive I've gotta have you fuck me hard and make me scream kind of woman. She stood 5'9 with long curly hair that was jet black and stretched down below her shoulders. Her long legs were firm and tan and one could just picture them wrapped around you. Her breasts were full and large enough to make one take notice but not so large as to be fake looking. She walked with a air of a woman that knows what she wants and is used to getting it. The two of them forged a friendship that boarders on insanity at times. They are not in love but rather just love doing business together.

So he was back with the Mrs. Gordon. Sandi had met Mr. Gordon on several occassions and had wanted to fuck him but the boss had told her to wait until he gave the word as he had special plans for Mr. and Mrs. Gordon. So she flirted and raised his interest but never laid a hand on the man. Now she was looking at the wife and hoping that her services might be required on Mrs. Gordon as well.

"Welcome back you will find everything in order. Hello Mrs. Gordon I'm Sandi and I will assist you while you stay with us."
 
"This is my home." He said, his voice echoing in the main foyer. He spun and grabbed Michelle pulling her to him. "Not a bad place to be, is it? I'm sure the shame you feel for serving me, with be nulled by the large room you will have and the wonderful tub, with hi-power jets. Silk gowns and great food from professional chefs."

Michelle doubted very much anything would make this humilation nullified. The only thing that held her back from more dramatics, or tears was the sight of another person waiting for them. A woman who looked to be a little older than her and had a cold, calculating look in her eyes but would have otherwise been fairly attractive. "Welcome back you will find everything in order. Hello Mrs. Gordon I'm Sandi and I will assist you while you stay with us."

Michelle sniffed indifferently, "I very much doubt you could be of any assistance to me unless you were to help me out of this mess." she said miserably.
 
Master smiled and smiled at the woman. "Ah, Sandi. I trust everything is in order with Michelle's room?" He turned to Michelle again. "Please Ms. Gordon, I am no monster. I merely demand to get what I pay for. If you serve me well, I will treat you like a queen, if you fight, I will make sure you suffer worst than you can ever imagine. In fact, that's Sandi's specialty." He smiled and moved around behind the woman.

"She is truely loyal. It was fun breaking her, so long ago. She has been a trusted servant ever since." He reached around the woman and forcefully grabbed her breasts. "Isn't that right Sandi."

(OOC: see everyone Saturday. I have a business trip to fuck through :) )
 
When the boss grabbed my breasts it instantly turned me on and I made direct eye contact with the woman even licking my lips just a bit. "Yes that is correct and serve him well and you will be rewarded very well. I'm quite sure that I can be useful to you darling in ways that you can't even imagine. Now come with me my little Michelle and let me show you to your room. Perhaps you would like to shower after your trip?" Without waiting for a answer I grabbed Michelle's hand kissed the boss on the lips and headed into the house dragging the woman with me.
 
Michelle took one last hateful look at him before Sandi dragged her away to find her room. She said nothing. What could she say? She was miserable.
 
"Look dear you don't have to be so sad as you will enjoy your time here with us if you will just let go and allow yourself to have fun. If you feel angry then your anger really should be directed at your husband for getting you in this situation by betting money he didn't have. So lets find your room so you can have that shower."
 
He smiled warmly and watched the two women go. He moved to the bottom of the stairs as they headed up.

"Oh and Sandi?" He called forcing the women to pause. "Make it quick. I want her in my office in a new sexy dress in one hour." He instructed his voice holding the hint of what would happen if his orders weren't met.
 
Michelle's room was lavish, to say the least. It had all of the amenities of a five star hotel suite. A private haven, hopefully a place where she could get away from the reality of being a sex slave. Sandi showed her around and then led her to a deluxe bathroom where she unceremoniously began to strip the clothes from Michelle's body. "Excuse me, I can do that myself!" excaimed Michelle as she pulled away fromSandi, down to her undergarments now.
 
"Dont be nervous I was only trying to help you. You know that you are a beautiful woman as I can see why the boss has taken a liking to you. Now come over here and lets get you into the tub."
 
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