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“This way you can see and keep your privacy,” Felipe gestured toward the chairs. “Thanks,” Eric said, as humbly as possible, “I'm Eric. Kitten knows my name very well, so there's no need to fuss over me." Eric didn't expect to be called Sir all night long. Felipe looked down at Kitten and smiled. “As you wish, Lord Eric,” he said, and left to join the other guests. Eric sat down in one of the velvet chairs and stroked Kitten's hair, while she settled quietly on the floor beside him. She had followed him through the crowd on her arms and knees, carefully guarding her wounded shoulder. Eric sighed deeply as he stroked her hair, comforting both of them. He didn't want things to be this complicated, but the time for wishes had passed. Suddenly, Eric heard the "jingle" of a bell, and a petite Asian girl with jet-black hair and almond-shaped eyes caught his attention. She crawled slowly on her hands and knees, but a quick glance showed that the hesitant movement was imperative. The othe
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Raymond wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he slowly turned laughter into distorted silence. “So childish, Eric. Jair was just a source of information when he wasn't very useful. I know you very well, Khoya, and I would be a fool to think that you would tell me everything. Besides, I want to see the girl you chose for Vladek. I want to make sure she's perfect for the task. Frankly speaking, at the moment, I don't feel very convinced." Eric directed his anger inward; absently, he reached out and stroked Kitten's hair. “I accept the attack, Raymond. I chose Kitten myself, and just like in your story: I'm content with my choice. Have you ever thought that a minute in that whore's arms is all I need?" Eric finally calmed down and smiled. “She said it perfectly.” Raymond chuckled and Eric couldn't help but laugh along. They have known each other for a very long time. Raymond was the only one who truly understood Eric, and despite their odd and often tense relationship, Eric
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I wanted to scream at her for refusing to speak up, but I'm sure that wouldn't get me anywhere. “Sixuuuuu…months?” She shook her head. I take a deep breath, consolidating my breath for the next question, “Five?” She nodded and smiled. Dude. Five stars? She has been Felipe's slave for six years. I cannot imagine. “You never tried to escape?!” My voice is clearly too loud. Her gaze suddenly turned panic, and she looked towards the door, but it was as if it would snap open and something terrible would happen. She hurried over to me and placed her fingers on my lips. I was stunned and motionless, waiting for the moment to pass. Her gaze reprimanded me and continued like that until she stepped back, shaking her head at me. She left the room before I could apologize or ask any more questions. Well done! "Fuck," I mumbled to no one. I thought of facing Eric's wrath within minutes of Celia leaving, but no one showed up. I wasn't allowed to leave the new room, Eric had made that clear
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“Take the rag out of his mouth,” Celia ordered. She ambled over to Kid and ran her fingers through the boy's shoulder-length hair, lulling him into false safety before grabbing the blond locks and jerking his head back. “Damn it!” the kid shouted. He tried to break free from Celia's grip, but was caught by her tight little fist. Eric was impressed. “Does it hurt, Slave?” She hummed. There was laughter in the room. The kid's name is quiet. Behind his back, his fists were clenched and his arms stretched out under the ropes. Celia tugged even harder, exposing his entire neck. “Yes…Celia,” he said at last. Gradually, the melodious music playing became quieter until the whole room was left with gloomy silence. That sharpens the focus, every sound becomes an action. The room itself seemed to become a living being, breathing, vibrating, and hungry. Even Eric wasn't immune to the charms of a petite girl who was mastering someone twice his size. “Very well, Slave.” Felipe's voice was litt
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Kitten's head, resting on his lap, was so close to 'the boy' that he could feel her breath on it. He had the urge to take it out and make her suck it. He hadn't asked for that particular action from her yet, but he knew he couldn't resist forever. He already took her back door, why not her mouth? “Prove it, Slave, and get that sexy ass up high,” Celia hummed. Eric heard a gasp in the boy's throat as he struggled to lower his head to the ground. He staggered on his knees before he managed to get into the head-on-butt pose that Celia requested. The crowd murmured and talked; Their excitement was almost palpable. Celia pulled long strips of leather across Kid's naked flesh. Naked and bound, Kid couldn't control what was about to happen to him. His breathing was quick and incoherent, each inhalation and exhalation set his whole body in motion. Celia gently flicked the tip of the whip on Kid's 'ball', anyone standing or sitting behind him could see the action. He hissed, squirming acros
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He left the hospital and decided to go back to the office for a few hours. It is still quite early now, and offices in Pakistan are still open. You have to make a few calls. Back in the office, he called the FIA and asked if they had any information about a slave auction that would take place in the next few days. As expected, the FIA Agents weren't very happy to receive a call from the FBI, but after mixing the standard sweet threats in their most polite tones, they spoke angrily to him. that will learn and transmit any information obtained. “Please pay attention to private airports to see if there are any famous people entering, for example: billionaires, Muslim leaders, anyone with a lot of money and power. Especially if they have any connection to organized crime, including guns, drugs and forced labor.” "You don't have to show us how to work, Agent Kudo," said the Agent on the other end of the line. His accent is from South Africa. "We have the ability to gather information wi
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Anger flashed across her face. “There isn't a permanent mark on me, Kudo, not at all. You don't know how many times he's been there to hold me tight every time I'm sure I'm going to break. He's a monster," she sobbed, "I know. I know, and…it doesn't matter to me anymore.” Women crying left him not knowing what to do. They reminded him so much of his birth mother, lying on the couch, shivering and begging him to find more medicine for her. He used to panic at times like that, knowing that if Greg came home and saw his mother, he would hit her and turn his rage on him. He was only seven years old at the time, but he knew how to hide for a while. He would grab his coat, kiss his mother, promise to return with her medicine and then leave. There was an elderly lady, Mrs. Kavanaugh, who lived a few blocks away. Whenever things went awry, he would stay at her house, eat cookies and watch TV games until his mother, or Greg, came to find him. His mother is a weak woman, a drug addict who car
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