President Slavegirl: Billionaire's Toy: Book Two of The Homouth Series by Powers Pat

Author:Powers, Pat [Powers, Pat]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: slave girl romance, sexual bondage domination, scandal erotica, science fiction erotica, political erotica, billionaire sex slave, sex slave submission
Publisher: Hottitude Press
Published: 2014-11-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3 - The Kennels

The trip in the truck was short, she lay in the cage and wondered where she was being taken and who owned her now. Her utter helplessness was what bothered her most. In her old life, before she had become a slave, she had been the one who decided the fate of others. Now she had no ability at all to control her own fate. She was being shipped, like baggage, hopefully to someone who was her friend and ally and would care about her, but she didn't KNOW … Mark could have been lying.

The weird thing was, even though she might be going to a rescue from bondage, she found herself missing the bordello. She had discovered, the hard way, an important truth: the absolute best way to find out whether a person is good or evil was to be absolutely at their mercy, with them having no consequence in how they treated you, and then see how they treated you.

Most of the men who had been Eileen's “customers” at The Swinging Jungle had treated her decently. Sure, they'd fucked her while she was helplessly bound and wearing a homouth. But their voices and touch had been friendly and kind, they had mostly talked to her in low, soft tones, or in happy exuberant tones. They were having a good time, and she was it.

There had been a few who had treated her badly, who had pinched her and slapped her with real intent to hurt, whose speech had an undercurrent at anger and resentment … she had known them to be bad people, whoever they were. But she had also known that the slapping and pinching and yelling were aimed not at her, but at some other woman who had upset them, or were just products of their free-floating anger. She was just a naked, hooded animal to them, a surrogate their could vent their bad feelings on, and she knew it. But such men were a very small minority. Most enjoyed fucking her, and enjoyed her as well, and petted her and stroked her and even thanked her as they left the room.

Weirdly enough, the experience of being a chained, naked slave in a whorehouse had left her with a higher opinion of men generally than when she had entered it. But then, her opinion of men had been very low to start with.

She heard the truck stop and knew she was at an airport of some kind from the loud drone of aircraft taking off and landing nearby. Shortly afterward she felt her cage being pulled out of the truck and rolled a short distance, then carried by men up a very short flight of stairs. She heard voices as they worked. “Take it easy, Jake, the boss will raise hell if she's damaged,” was one slightly reassuring thing she heard .. it indicated that her new owner did not want her damaged.

For now, anyway. She was frightened, though not terrified. Mostly it was her helplessness that frightened her.

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