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“Mr. Dawson. You may have thought that you would never hear from us again, but you were wrong. You have 48 hours to pay back three million to us. Do not call the police, we will be watching.”
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“Mr. Dawson. This is your 24 hour warning. If you do not pay up we will take measures to ensure that we earn our money back. And you will not like them.”
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“Mr. Dawson. The deadline has passed, and as collateral we have taken your wife, daughter, and due to some poor timing on her part, one of your daughter’s friends. If you do not believe us, there will be some evidence headed your way shortly, but your wife Olivia did look very nice in that sweater, jeans, and ankle boots fall outfit she wore today. Same goes for your daughter Anna in her sleeveless turtleneck, jeans, over the knee suede boots, and fuzzy jacket. It would be a shame for any harm to come to them, but their fate rests in your hands. Your debt is now up to four million. Good day.
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Image shows Olivia, Anna, and Anna’s friend Tiffany seated on the floor in a cellar. Tiffany is dressed in brown knee high boots, plaid skirt, blouse, and vest. Anna’s jacket is now missing, exposing her arms. All three are heavily bound with duct tape. Wrists are tied behind them, bands of tape wrapped around their chest above and below their breasts, and around their waists. More bands wrap their legs together at the thighs, knees, and crossed ankles. All three are crying, tears streaming down their faces as they look at the camera with pleading eyes.
Mr. Dawson. Our guests appear to be enjoying our hospitality. It has been 24 hours since our last message and our patience is running thin. As is our self restraint. Do not test us.
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“Mr. Dawson. It appears you may not want your wife and daughter back badly enough. As threatened before, we’ve given in a little to our self restraint. Your wife’s C cups? D cups? Have felt very firm in my hands and the little moans she makes when I rub her in certain places is certainly a lovely sound. I can see why you married her. And in the spirit of generosity, I’ll even put her on for a moment.”
“Alex please! The things they’re doing to us-MMMMMPH!”
“If the payment is not made within the next 24 hours we take things up a notch. Starting with your pretty daughter. Say hi to dad!”
“NNNNMMMM PMMMMMPH!!!”
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Video shows Anna kneeling in front of a masked man clad in black. Her duct tape gag has been exchanged for a ring gag and the man slowly unzips his pants to reveal a hard erection before grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to give him a blowjob. Gurgling and gagging can be heard from Anna, her eyes closed as she is forced to take his cock in her mouth. Muffled screams and sobs are heard in the background where Olivia and Tiffany remain bound and gagged and seated against the wall, tears in their eyes as they watch Anna get violated. “I hope you like what you are seeing Mr. Dawson. As you can see, Anna is now pleasuring each of my men. This is the third man so far and she’s shown to have quite a talent. I’m sure if you’re not willing to pay for her back, someone I know will be more than happy to put her skills to use.”
A pair of ring gags are dangled in front of the camera lens. “And of course, that’s just the start. I can’t wait to feel your wife’s lips and tongue as she takes me. And I can think of another couple places I can stick a hard one in her as well. 24 hours Mr. Dawson.”
“MMMMNNNNNCKS! PFFFFWWWW!”
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Video shows all three women now standing, their legs rebound so the ankles were tied side by side over their boots to give them balance. All three were bent over, their wrist bonds attached to the ceiling and pulled up behind them to enforce the position. All three were being fucked from behind by masked men, their skirts and jeans pulled down to their knees to give the men access as audible slaps of flesh were heard. Their tops were also sliced or ripped open, exposing their naked breasts that were currently being groped by the men pounding away. Ballgags filled their mouths and drool spilled out around the rubber balls as they cried out and pleaded for the rape to stop. “They’ve got a long way to go, but this is the fate that you condemn them to if you continue to refuse to pay us.“This is your last warning Mr. Dawson. Money in 24 hours or you can say goodbye to them forever.”
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“Mr. Dawson. It appears that you do not value your wife and daughter as we thought you did. Which is a shame for you, as I’ve been really enjoying my time with them. We put all three up for auction, and surprise surprise we earned back our three million, as well as three extra. I’d share the profits with you, but I’m sure you’re too busy hiding in a hole to get away from us. Consider the matter closed. Your wife, daughter, and her friend are now off to their new lives a sex slaves. I’m sure their new owners will appreciate them more than you. I’ll send you a picture when they’re off, but for now, say goodbye girls!”
“NMMMMMMMM!!”
“HLLLLLLLMPH!”
“MMMMMMMPH!”
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Image shows three crates open to show padded inside and multiple luggage straps. All three women are now stripped out of their clothing and lying on the concrete floor, curled up into balls and secured with leather restraints. Armbinders wrench their arms behind their backs in a severely tight position. Leather cuffs are buckled around the ankles and chained to the end of the armbinders. More leather straps at the knees, thighs, and chest add to the restraints, with one more going under their knees and around their necks to fold them into tight balls. Leather gwen hoods cover their heads, Tiffany has a blindfold over her eyes but Anna and Olivia stare at the camera with wide, fearful eyes. Bulges at the mouths of the hood suggest ballgags filling their mouths.
Off to start their new lives!
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In the Seattle airport terminal, Greg stretched before pulling his phone out and setting it on the table in front of him. Now that he was home from Peru and his long awaited Machu Picchu trip, he sadly had to return to the real world. He swapped out his sim cards from his Peru one, which he would now keep as an additional souvenir, and put in his own sim card. Almost immediately his phone began buzzing with missed calls, text and video messages, and even more missed calls with multiple voicemails. His eyebrows knit together in confusion as he stared at the list of calls from an unknown number. He had no idea who would be calling him so persistently, but if it was this many times with multiple voicemails, it must be important. He pressed the contact to call back and held the phone up to his ear. It only took one ring for someone to pick up. “Mr. Dawson how kind of you to finally respond after all this time, I see you finally received my messages-”
“Huh? I’m not Mr. Dawson.” Greg cut him off.
“Excuse me?” The disbelief was evident even through the phone.
“I don’t know who Mr. Dawson is, I’m Greg Danforth, just graduated UW, I don’t have a wife or kids so all the stuff you sent to me is supposed to be for someone else.”
There was silence for long seconds. “Well, it appears the message did not reach the intended recipient. Son, if you breathe a word of what was sent to you, we will make sure all of your loved ones will disappear. You will delete those messages, and never speak of it again. Or we will find you.”
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