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Anna knew that J.J. was a cop, she knew he was passing information to Mark and she suspected he had plans for Elaine. She led him along, fed him bits and pieces of information and kept him coming back for more. It was just a matter of time before he turned on her and she relished the chance to take care of him once and for all. It had been a few years since Anna had killed a man, she considered herself retired, but would enjoy slipping a knife between his ribs. For now, though, she had other plans. She pushed her hips back, it would bend J.J.'s penis in a way he did not like, then ground down on to him. She was cumming and celebrated by slapping J.J. across the face. Nothing but contempt, she thought as she slapped him again.
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Interlude 3: Free Day, Elaine and Roy
Anna returned home that morning in a good mood. She was humming to herself as she helped Elaine from Roy's bed back to her rooms in the attic. Anna changed the bandage on Elaine's brand and left some pain killers by the bed. The German woman stocked the refrigerator with a few meals and kissed Elaine on the cheek.
"Good little slave had a rough night, did she?" Anna asked.
"Yes, ma'am," Elaine said softly.
Anna smiled softly, kissed Elaine softly on the lips this time and left, locking the door behind her.
Elaine was glad, and a little surprised, for this kindness. She was still wrecked from the night before and really not up to dealing with being paddled or humiliated by Anna. Roy had carried her back to his room after the branding and taken her a couple of more times during the night. At one point she vaguely remembered begging Roy to stop, that she had had enough, but he ignored her and kept pounding away at her aching body. Her pussy felt like someone had taken a power sander to it and her ass felt like she had been fucked with a baseball bat.
Then there was her brand. It still hurt, and it hurt a lot. Roy had given her some pain killers that were just starting to work. She needed them for her entire body, Elaine thought ruefully. Roy had covered up the brand with a bandage to keep it safe until it healed, he was not going to stop using her until it healed, he assured her. As much as the physical pain, there was the psychological damage of it. Even if she were suddenly freed, she would still carry the mark of being a slave on her body forever. She tried to imagine that someday she would be a free woman, find a nice man and get married. How would she explain the "R" burned into her bottom? Could she tell him she was a slave? She couldn't, she was Roy's now and forever. And to be honest with herself, she really didn't want a nice man
It had been an amazing night, despite all the problems her brand created. Her whole body ached not just from the cocks inside her, but the many, many orgasms she had experienced. She had wanted Roy and Hunter both inside her at the same time and they had been more then happy to oblige, but not until they had fucked her senseless first. She was becoming addicted to that sort of thing, to multiple partners and rough sex. She had been pushed to her limits and beyond last night, and this morning the pain was the price. Even without the brand, she did not think that she could ever go back to her boring, lonely life.
Elaine sat in a daze in her room after Anna left. She knew she should shower first, she was covered in dried cum and lube, but she couldn't. She poured a glass of red wine and sent it on its way to her stomach to give the pain killers a hand then fell asleep on her bed.
***
Roy sat in his office. He was tired, too. It had been a long day yesterday: the driving, the planning, and talking to Hunter would have been enough to wear him out on most days. Then the time with Elaine, that had cost him sleep and his stomach felt like he had been doing sit-ups all day. Even his cock was a little sore from fucking Elaine so much. He was not going to complain, having a sore dick from fucking your beautiful slave too much was not going to garner a lot of sympathy. He knew he needed rest, this was going to be one of those days where he slept for sixteen hours, but at least he would be fresh for when the crew started north the day after tomorrow.
Roy had called Leon to the house. He had sent out the pictures of J.J. and now had the information back. He did not really like what he had discovered.
"I got the report back on J.J.," Roy said to Leon, "can you get word to Hunter?"
"Sure. What's up?" Leon asked.
"He's a fed. Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms," Roy said with a frown.
"ATF, eh?" Leon looked amused. He had never had a high opinion of the ATF, he liked the Marshals and the FBI, but to him ATF was the junior varsity.
"Word is he's crooked, too," Roy said. "He was reprimanded due to that gun-running sting into Mexico. It looks like he was suspended, facing disciplinary charges but then the whole thing was suddenly dropped. No one knows why, but rumor has it he blackmailed the right people. My contacts say that he was sent undercover about a year ago, which was the same time he started working at the warehouse. After that he pretty much stopped reporting and no one asked any questions. It seems like he's on the payroll, but doesn't actually do anything for the ATF. He and Anna hooked up pretty quickly after that and since then she's relied on him as her contact at the warehouse."
"Do you think Anna knows?" Leon asked, Roy could already see Leon making plans to take care of J.J.
"I doubt it, but does it really matter?" Roy answered with a shrug. "I don't trust her anyway and now I know I was right in suspecting J.J. I know Anna's been having Elaine blow him, most feds who aren't crooked would not go for that, so I thought it would rule out him being a cop. But if he's on the take, well, that would make sense."
"Should I take him out before we go?" Leon asked eagerly.
"I ran it by Greg," Roy said. "His thought was that killing a federal cop the day before we leave to sell a bunch of illegal arms would be a bad idea. 'It would complicate things'. They would start asking questions, that would lead them to Anna and from Anna to me. Greg says his people in law enforcement have not heard of anything going down, so I don't think we have to worry about ATF. If we have to worry about anything it's for whom he's crooked. After we get back, it would be nice if he disappeared."
Leon smiled.
"That's it for today," Roy said rising from his chair and walking Leon to the door. "Thanks for coming over. I did not want to tell you this over the phone, I'm sure you understand why."
"Of course. Tomorrow for the meeting?" Leon asked.
"Five pm," Roy answered.
"Get some sleep, Roy," Leon suggested, "you look beat."
"Leon, I am heading to bed, alone, and will sleep like the dead until tomorrow morning," Roy said with a smile as Leon left.
Roy left instructions with Anna not to be disturbed unless it was an emergency and to let Elaine rest today. He wanted Anna to change the dressing on Elaine's brand again later and make sure she had enough painkillers to get through the day. Then he climbed into his bed and fell deeply asleep.
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The Party Day
The full day off had helped Elaine recover. She had not left her room, not even tried. She slept for three hours and felt refreshed enough to shower. It had taken some careful scrubbing to get all the dried semen off of her body. Roy and Hunter had done a number on her, but she eagerly anticipated being fucked like that again. After the shower she had eaten, Anna left her a nice sandwich, had some more wine and channel surfed for a while. She popped a vicodin and realized how little she cared about what was going on in the outside world right now. Most of it seemed so inane and irrelevant, just noise to keep people occupied. She dozed off and on, ate dinner then crawled into bed and slept soundly until the next morning.
Elaine was a beautiful woman at the age of thirty and becoming more so as she embraced her slavery. She was short, maybe 5'2" and slim. She had a flat stomach: smooth, but not ripped. Her breasts were small, firm and very sensitive. She had narrow hips and great legs. Her beautiful thighs, silky on the inside, funneled you in to her pleasure center. Her calves were a little thin, but tapered into graceful ankles and delicate feet with a high arch and red painted nails. Her ass was exquisite, perfectly shaped with a pale complexion. Her dark blonde hair fell straight to the middle of her back. Full cheeks and a pretty face were highlighted by her beautiful, big blue eyes. She had a slender neck and shoulders that seemed to call out not only to be kissed, but held roughly while pleasure was forced from the rest of her body.
Elaine woke up feeling better. She ate a light breakfast, had some coffee then checked her door. It was open so she went downstairs. She was not sure where she was heading, but decided to stop by Roy's room and see if he was there. She peeked her head in and saw him sleeping in the middle of his bed, the sheets and blankets askew. She saw one of his legs, poking out. It was a nice leg, she thought.
Roy was 22 years old, broad shouldered with strong hands and great legs. He had short sandy blonde hair and a mustache, goatee combination. He was just over six feet tall with a slightly hairy chest and a ripped stomach. He definitely kept himself in shape. He had great legs, just the right amount of hair and chiseled, she loved rubbing herself on those powerful thighs. His eyes were closed, but she knew he had penetrating steel blue eyes beneath his lids.
She quietly crept into the room and into bed beside him. He was naked as she curled up next to him, pressing her body against his. She took a deep breath of his scent and sighed happily as she lay with her owner. He had done so much to her: raped her, abused her, violated her every way possible, shared her with other men, whipped her and finally branded her. And all Elaine could think was how much she wanted him. She had told him she loved him after he and Hunter and finished with her, she was not sure that that was true, but there were deep feelings for this strong young man she could not explain. All she knew was that she wanted him and she craved what he did to her.
Roy began stirring. He realized Elaine was with him. Elaine felt his hand slide up onto her head, he gently took hold of her hair and pushed her head down to his crotch. Elaine moved the blanket and sheets aside and saw Roy's cock was already awake. She had always heard about what guys called "morning wood", now she had an up close look at it. Elaine thought that Roy had a beautiful cock, big, straight and he certainly knew how to use it. How a young man of 22 could be so good at fucking was a mystery to Elaine, but she was not to going ask too many questions, she was just going to enjoy it.
Elaine held his shaft in one hand and began licking it from base to tip in long, slow strokes. She imagined an ice cream cone, and she was licking to get every delicious bit of it. She cupped his balls with her hand and put the tip of his cock in her mouth, but only for a second. She returned to just licking. She felt Roy's muscles tense and rubbed his legs with her hands. She was not surprised when Roy took her head and pushed it onto his cock. Elaine let Roy push her head all the way down onto his shaft, gagging only briefly as he entered her throat. He let go of her and Elaine did the rest on her own. She braced her arms on the bed and slowly sucked Roy's cock, moving her head up and down, taking the tip from her mouth to her throat and back again. Elaine took her time, she enjoyed the feel of Roy's muscles tensing, his stomach flexed, his legs straight. Roy came with a deep sigh and groan, and Elaine dutifully sucked every last bit of cum out of his cock.
"Good morning, Master," Elaine said and kissed his thigh.
"Good morning, slave," Roy said, running his hand through her hair. "Why don't you go get us some coffee?"
"Yes, Master," Elaine rose and padded downstairs on bare feet.
Anna was in the kitchen, there were boxes of food and catering trays on the counter. The tall, blonde German was checking a list and busy at work. Elaine did not want to disturb her, but she also had to bring Roy the coffee he wanted.
"Excuse me, ma'am," Elaine said politely.
Anna looked up, an annoyed scowl briefly crossing her face. "What is it, slave?"
"My Master asked that I bring him coffee, ma'am," Elaine informed her.
Anna sighed. "You know where everything is," she waved at the coffee maker. "After you finish with your owner, come back down here. I have work for you today."
"Yes, ma'am," Elaine slipped over to the coffee maker, ground the beans and started brewing coffee. Elaine was curious about all the dishes and food. She knew that if there was any gathering of people, she would be part of the entertainment. As much as she wanted to ask about it, she knew that Anna did not like her asking questions and would surely punish her if she did.
When the coffee finished brewing, Elaine brought the carafe, two cups and a little container of milk back up to Roy. He was sitting up in bed with a happy grin on his face. Elaine poured the coffee and climbed back into bed next to her owner. Her owner, she thought with a little thrill, she belonged to him.
"We have a busy day ahead of us, slave," Roy said, inhaling the aroma of the coffee. "I am having some business associates over today. We have some planning and preparations to do. Do not concern yourself with the details, it's not your place. If they so desire, and I'm sure they will, you will entertain them."
"Yes, Master," she took a sip of her coffee. "May I ask how many people will there be?"
"Let's see," Roy began ticking off his fingers, "Greg, Freddie Eel, Faybio, Leon and me. So five men. Maybe a woman if Greg brings his slave along."
Elaine took it in. Five men would be inside her today, five men satisfying their desires on her small, tender body. She was just getting over the worst of being sore from Hunter and Roy and now there would be five men using her.
"Yes, Master," Elaine said softly.
"Scared, pet?" Roy asked with a chuckle.
"Yes, Master," Elaine answered.
"You'll do fine," Roy assured her. "Besides, it pleases me to watch you getting fucked by other men. I love watching you squirm and cum and I love seeing them hurt you. You are beautiful when you're getting violated."
Elaine said nothing. She knew Roy would make her do something like this, and, to be honest, the thought of being the centerpiece of a gangbang was thrilling to her. But she was afraid of how much it would hurt, what they would do to her when they had her completely in their power. She sighed and took another sip of her coffee.
"You may, cry, beg or scream," Roy told her seriously, "but I will not tolerate defiance. Do you understand, slave?"
"Yes, Master," Elaine knew that there was no point in trying to talk him out of this. He had decided to do this to his slave and there would be no further discussion. They finished their coffees in silence. Roy was preoccupied with the details of today and tomorrow and Elaine was trying hard not to worry too much about what would be done to her today. After they finished Elaine took the dishes back downstairs and helped Anna set up for the guests.
Elaine was worried and distracted as she helped Anna make sandwiches and salads. There was a lot of meat and cheese, not too many vegetables. Anna fried some bacon while Elaine sliced tomatoes. Anna seemed to enjoy Elaine's discomfort and unease. The statuesque blonde stood behind Elaine and gently took the knife from her hands.
"Are you worried, slave?" Anna asked her, rubbing Elaine's arms.
"Yes, ma'am," Elaine answered, freezing as she felt Anna press against her.
"But, why, slave?" Anna stroked Elaine's arms and nuzzled against her ear. Elaine was uncomfortable with this, Anna had never been this intimate with her before.
"There could be too many, I'm not sure I can take it," she wanted to pull away from Anna, but knew if she did she would be punished.
Anna reached up and began rubbing Elaine's breasts. "Does it really matter? You will do as you are told. Your body does not belong to you, it belongs to Roy. Besides, you like being fucked roughly and hurt," Anna suddenly pinched Elaine's nipples. "Don't you, Elaine?"
Elaine tried to move away, but Anna's body pressed Elaine into the counter. "Yes, ma'am," Elaine answered, tilting her head away from Anna.
Anna rubbed her cheek against Elaine's neck. "Do I make you uncomfortable, slave?"
"Yes, ma'am," Elaine answered as Anna continued to tug on her nipples.
"Well," Anna slid one hand down Elaine's flat stomach and into Elaine's well trimmed bush. "This is what being a slave is about. No matter what you feel about the person who has you, you have to obey, you have to allow yourself to be used, to be violated and penetrated." She slowly moved her hand down and began fingering Elaine's wet slit. "Get used to it, Elaine." Elaine spread her legs a little wider, opening herself for Anna. "There is going to be much worse in your future. There are a lot of rough men who want you and Roy may not always be able to protect you, he may not always want to protect you." Anna kept slowly sliding her fingers in and out of Elaine. "You have had a sheltered life here, Elaine. Don't expect it to last forever. There is a big game afoot and you will belong to the winner." Anna turned Elaine's face towards her and kissed her, Anna's tongue finding Elaine's and holding her there. She held the kiss for what seemed like an eternity, slowly fingering Elaine as their mouths locked. Anna abruptly ended the kiss, pulled her fingers out of Elaine and walked away.
Elaine took a deep, shuddering breath. She was aroused and left wanting when Anna left. She looked over at Anna, who was now packing up some lunches, looking like nothing had happened. Elaine thought about what Anna had said and wondered what Anna knew that Elaine did not? She knew she should tell Roy, but with a flash of insight, she realized he already knew. She helped Anna for a while more, avoiding eye contact with her keeper, trying not to worry too much about everything.
"Okay, slave," Anna said to her. "You are dismissed from here. Time to go exercise. Go."
"Yes, ma'am," Elaine said and left.
Elaine walked down to the exercise room beside the garage. Anna had set the time for an hour, Elaine thought that that was a nice start, but if she was going to get sweaty she was going to get the most out of it. She went to the stereo, skipped through all of Anna's Teutonic classical and got to her section of the music catalog. Anna had resisted letting Elaine get any of her own music, but Roy enjoyed giving his pet these little gifts. Elaine found The Pogues and turned them on. She was in a Pogues mood, it was nice and Irish and frenetic enough for a good workout. More than than, to her it evoked cool, wet weather and that was a nice change from the hot dry desert of Clark County, Nevada and it appealed to her Irish nature.
