Marisa smiled as she changed back into her tight jeans and collard shirt after softball practice and went inside.  It was a warm day but she was a very good softball player and was looking forward to hopefully getting a college scholarship for it.  Walking down the halls she waved at her friends as they passed by.  She was goregeous, she knew it, but she tried not to flaunt it.  She was a beautiful hispanic girl with smooth and toned brown skin and long medium dark hair with a beautifully shaped face and dark eyes. As a senior she had recently had her 18th birthday and was looking forward to college.   Walking through the halls she took a sip of water as she saw her principal see her and waved her over.

"Yes Mister Harris?"  Marisa asked her principal.  He was an older fellow, in his fifties, but she thought he was almost handsome, with a clean shave and just a bit of gray in his hair.
"Yes Marisa I have some news could you follow me for a moment?"  He asked.  Marisa nodded as she walked towards his office.  She had an atheltic body, not the skin and bones type skinny though, athletic; her thighs were muscular though smooth, her stomach was perfect and toned, her body had curves but was proportional.    

"What's the news?"  Marisa asked flicking a bit of brown hair out of the way as she walked into the office.  She noticed a woman in there.  She had reddish hair, with pale skin, with red nail polish and red lipstick.

"Oh please excuse my friend Miss Janet, she's just here for a meeting."  Marisa nodded.  "Anyways I know you are already preparing for the future and scouting colleges who are scouting you?"  Her principal asked.

"Yes sir.  I have some ideas but I want to keep improving so I can get more offers."

"Of course."  Her principal said smiling.  "Well I got a call from a buddy of mine from Amarillo University and they're looking for female athletes.  She would like to meet but unfortunately due to some communications flaws you would need to drive there."  Marisa was confused that there would be a situation where she would have to drive some place, but she wasn't going to turn down an offer and she could drive by herself now.  

"Sure I would love to meet and chat."  She said beaming a white smile.

"Good."  Principal Harris said returning the smile.  "Let me write down the route."  He said getting a piece of paper.  He then gave it to Marisa who smiled and left her hips swaying as she walked.  Some people could likely make quiet the buck off of selling her.  Harris looked at Miss Janet.  "So what do you think?"  He said smirking.

Janet crossed her arms.  "I give you credit Kyle- sorry, principal Harris.  She is drop dead gorgeous.  Did you see her rear end in those jeans?"

"Everyday."  Harris said chuckling.  "You should see her in shorts."  He said with a chuckle.  "So, the finder fee."

"We will give you 10% of her auction price.  I expect her to go for around two-hundred grand if not three-hundred, so you'll be fine there."

"Very nice.  You have a plan in place?"
Janet smirked.  "I have a couple of associates that wouldn't mind a twenty-five grand paycheck."



Marisa yawned as she continued to drive along the road.  The green grass continued out for miles and there were not even any farms in the area.  She wished her radio was working but unfortunately her summer job only got her this car.  Still though she had been driving for two hours and only had two to go.  She continued to drive with the window down just a bit to let the wind in her hair when she saw a police cruiser in her rear view mirror.  Suddenly it turned on its lights.
"Im going the speed limit."  She muttered to herself.  She shurgged if a bit nervous.  She didn't want her parents taking away her car due to a ticket.  Putting her car in park she waited until the crusier stopped behind her and a man stepped out.  She rolled down the window and looked at the man who came up.  He had cold gray eyes, his hair was cut short.  To her he was very handsome.  His dark hair going with his tall and chizzled looking body.  'Put your tounge back in you mouth Marisa', she muttered to herself.

"Morning miss, Im Deputy Jones, may I see your Liscense and registration please?"  The man asked.  Marisa nodded and handed him the documents.

"Is there a problem sir."  Marisa asked.

"Your speed."  He replied with no emotion.

"I thought I was going the speed limit sir."  Marisa replied softly.

"Its easy to lose track of your speed in this wasteland."  Deputy Jones replied.  He walked off to his car as Marisa tapped her wheel nervously.  Soon the young man came back.  "Miss can you step out of the car?"

"What's wrong?"  Marisa asked unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Please step out of the car."  The man asked again.  Marisa nodded and stepped out.  She wore short shorts and a tight plain pink shirt.  She had formal attire hanging up in the back seat for the meeting.

"What is wrong sir?"  She asked again.

"Young lady do you know there is a warrant out for you?"  The Deputy asked.

"What?"  Marisa replied.  "Impossible, for what?"

"A hit and run apparently."

"No, I havent hit anyone!"  Marisa replied indignantly as the deputy took her by the arm and was lightly pushed against the back of her car.

"Perhaps its a mix up.  But we have to keep you in custody until we figure it out."  The young man said.  Marisa was almost in a panic as he placed her hands in handcuffs.  "Any weapons?"  Marisa just shook her head.  She was surprised when he patted her shoulders before going down her back, he felt her pockets then socks.  Marisa then flinched as he ran his hands up her smooth athletic legs.  Marisa's eyes went wide as she stared forward and felt him groped her ass for a moment.  His hand then slid over her shirt up her sexy tummy and he lightly squeezed her breasts.  She flinched and tried to back him away.  Instead the muscular man grabbed her arms and pushed her into the car, hurting her stomach as it was pushed into the bump where she opened the trunk.  "Are you resisting arrest!"  He yelled in her ear.  She shook her head in fear.  He then roughly kept her arms squeezed behind her as he took her to the car.

A door opened and an older man stepped out.  "Whats the problem Deputy?"

"Wanted for a hit and run and resisting arrest Sheriff."  The Deputy replied.  The Sheriff smiled.  

"Of course.  Well you can sit in the back with her.  Brianna, you getting the car?"

"Yeah Ill take care of it."  A young blonde woman who looked to be in her twenties said walking by them.  Marisa was confused as she was forced in the back seat and had the deputy sit next to her.  She watched as Brianna got into her car and freaked out inside when she turned on the car engine and started to drive off down the road.

"What is she doing!"  She demanded.  She was relieved when her handcuffs were taken off but was shocked to hear and then feel duct tape being wrapped around her wrists and elbows behind her back, jutting her chest out.  "What are you doing?"  She yelled desperately.

"Hush child."  The Deputy whispered in her ear.  The Sheriff turned around.

"Don't worry my son just likes to have some fun with the merchandise we pick up."  Marisa's eyes went wide but she was still confused.  She tried to squirm away but the deputy grabbed her.

"Hold still!"  He ordered as he taped her ankles.  He pulled her back as he squeezed her upper thigh.  Enjoying the smooth brown skin.  "Almost as good as those latina sisters huh dad."  He said.

"What!  Dad!  Let go of me-mmmmphh!"  She yelled out as the Deputy forced a ball gag into her mouth.  She had tears of anger and fright at the situation.

"Hush."  The deputy muttered.  "You see if you fight I have to punish you, and if anyone passing us- which there are about one car on this stretch every other hour- sees us then you are just a firecracker fighting the most trusted family in town."

"MMmmmmmphhh-stammmph!"  Marisa yelled into her gag as the deputy continued to rub and massage her thighs in her short shorts and he then took his other hand and ran his hand up under her shirt.  Her eyes became even wider.  "Oh thats a firm and sexy tummy he muttered feeling her senstive belly.  She moaned in fear as he rubbed all over and enjoyed her deep round navel.  He loved how smooth but tight her body was, and her belly was superb.  His hand then went to her breasts as he enjoyed them.  "Perfect proportions.  My god you are gorgeous."  He muttered as he groped her breasts.  Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Mpmmmphet-awammmmmphy-basmmmmmph!"  She said pulling away.

"Haha come on."  He said pulling her back into his chest.  "Here want to lay down."  He then laid her down across his lap.  "Get use to this, youre going to have to when your new master decides to do what he wants with your body."  Her eyes went wide as he said this.  What did he mean?  Slavery wasnt around anymore?  Girls werent kidnapped and sold!  "Lets see that body."  He said lifting her pink shirt.  "Very nice."  He said as her toned midsection was exposed along with her heaving bra and breasts.  He rubbed her smooth tummy and light ran his fingernails along it making her lightly squirm as he felt her warm flesh.  "Are you ticklish?"  He said running his fingers along the warm flesh of her belly.  

"Mmmphh-hahahmph!"  She cried out as the deputy's fingers wiggled across her exposed midsection as her shirt was pulled over her head.  She squirmed and cried as his fingers enjoyed her belly and also felt up her thighs and rear.  
"Superbly shaped rear end pa."  The Deputy said with a grin, the sheriff chuckled.  Marisa yelled into her gag as the young man then felt her breasts.  "Not the largest, but very nicely shaped."  He then went back to tickling her stomach enjoying her squirms as she laughed into her ball gag.  She rolled back and forth as she tried to escape the ticklish sensations traveling throughout her belly.

"Mmmphahahaha!  Stahhahahahamph!"  She cried out.  She tried to squirm out of her bondage but found that the tape kept her secured.  "mmph-mphhhahahahahph!"  She continued to yell into the small ballgag as the muscular man sent his fingers and fingernails into her light brown golden skin, making her belly contort in ticklish laughter.  She tried to buck which just made her captor chuckle.

"Yeah sheriff she is a feisty one."  He said slapping her belly making her eyes water and leaving a stinging red mark.  Marisa stopped squirming as the man felt her body.  "Yeah that got her to calm down."  He chuckled and continued to tickle and feel her body for another half hour until the cop car turned onto a dirt road and started to kick up dust as it drove along for more than a mile until pulling up to a two-story house.  "Come now darling."  The deputy said getting out of the car and picking her up.  Her shirt was still rolled above her head as she was tossed over his shoulder and carried into the house.  Marisa's mind was racing.  She knew she was being kidnapped but did not know for what purpose.  Why was the county sheriff and apparently his family in on it?  Why would they do that?  Why her?  
The inside of the house didn't seem too bland or too cluttered.  There was a kitchen with some appliances and a couple of bedrooms with a bed.  Meanwhile there was a small lounge area with a small tv and a couple of chairs.  Stairs led to the second floor while the white painted walls also led to stairs.  These sloped down into what seemed to be an interior basement.  They carried the teen latina down the stairs an through a room.  The room again was covered in cheap white paint, but there were restraints everywhere.  Chains, leather cuffs, rope.  In the middle was a mattress with no sheets.  Marisa's heart was pounding as she was carried over to the wall.  She moaned in fear as her arms were raised above her and locked into cuffs above her head.

"Very nice."  The deputy said rubbing his hands over her stomach, she tried to suck in her gut to avoid him but it just made him chuckle.  

"Very nice piece of merchandise."  A female voice said.  Marisa looked up to see the blonde woman from before that had driven off in her car.  The woman kept her eyes on Marisa as she walked down the steps.  "Anyways her car has been tucked away, no one going to find it where I put it."  She smiled walking up and caressing Marisa's cheek.  Marisa flinched and then gasped in shock as the woman slapped her across the face.  "Dont you flinch away from me!"  She said angrily.  "You dont have that right!"  Marisa simply looked at her in shock as the woman continued to caress her face.  
"Very pretty senorita."

"Lord Brianna."  The Deputy muttered.  'Brianna' rolled her eyes.

"Shut up David."  She muttered, Marisa shuddered and moaned in fear as Brianna felt her thighs, and rear, before moving up her sexy abdomen and squeezing her modest chest.  "Bosom is a bit small, but she'll make us money none the less.  You explain everything to her yet?"  She asked.

"Was just about to."  David replied pulling out a knife.  Marisa's eyes went wide, making the handsome young man chuckle.  "That got her attention."  He said as he pushed the cold metal against her belly, making her suck her gut in until he lightly ran the sharp edge up her silky brown skin, making her shudder.  Then suddenly he took her shirt and started slicing it, until it cut in half.  He then sliced the sides until he could violently pull it off.  Marisa whine in fear as he then sliced off her short shorts, leaving her shivering in her pink bra and panties.  "Very nice."  He said caressing her body.

"I hope you didn't have any dreams, because if you did, they're now over."  Brianna said in an almost mocking way.  Marisa looked at the two of them.  She couldnt believe she had been kidnapped by a family of crazy kidnappers.  

"Anyways darling."  The deputy said smiling caressing her sides and stomach.  "We'be been hired to acquire you as a piece of merchandise for a company that we do business with."  Marisa's eyes became wide.  "In a nutshell youre going to be trained and then dressed up to be sold as a sex slave to some rich guy- or lady, who wants a young nice senorita like you."  Marisa's eyes were watering and she shook her head he said this.  

"I get to go first David."  Brianna said smiling.
David shrugged.  "I'll be back later."  He then turned and left the room, leaving a beaming Brianna who went over to the wall and pulled off a catoninetails.  "Ahh my favorite."  She said looking at it as tears fell down Marisa's face.  She then took a taser out of her back pocket and pressed it into Marisa's side.  Smiling she let the teen sputter for a moment until she turned off the taser and looked at the teen hanging limply in her bondage.  "Cant have you struggling while I tie you onto the mattress"




Andrew sighed as he looked over the reports.  Shutting down the Moscow auction had benefited them greatly and Morskov was a great asset.  He was fairly certain who had bought one of the captured policewoman and was trying to figure out who had the other.  But still a number of girls had been captured, and no doubt sold by the slaver company.  Recently two sisters and different times had gone missing in a small rural area.  The sheriff had stated that one had checked out and then disappeared.  Andrew had a feeling the slavers had gotten to the young latino woman.  Then her sister and her roommate had also gone missing.

"Hey Andrew?"  A woman said.  Andrew looked over his shoulder.

"Hey Mimi."  He said.  Mimi was one of the smartest young woman he worked with.  She was in her mid-twenties, her parents were from Vietnam and she had gone to school to become a detective.  She was definitely well qualified for that.  "What's up."

"We took aerial photos of the area where the Brown sisters disappeared."  She put a picture in front of him.  "Look at that house."

"Rural farm house."  He muttered.

"Yes but there's no crops around it, no horses or cattle- at least not beef cattle.  Just a house on a long dirt road with evidence of a basement."  Mimi moved her long dark locks out of her way.  She had dated a couple of guys but was married to her work.  But she was very sweet and Andrew had to admit she had a rocking body.  "Interesting no?"

"It is indeed."

"Could be a safehouse."  Mimi answered getting to the point.  

"How fast could you investigate it?"

"Well a flight from D.C to DFW is a good five hours, but if we get a team together now I could strike tomorrow morning."

Andrew nodded.  "Okay.  You feel confident you can do this?"

"Hopefully we rescue some of these monster's 'merchandise'"  She said tilting her angelic face and rolling her eyes.  "But even if we just uncover some information I'll be happy."  Andrew nodded again.

"Good luck."  Mimi smiled and walked away with a happy swing in her hips.  




Meanwhile back at the farmhouse Brianna was having her fun.  There was a crack and Marisa screamed again as the tails of the whip cracked across the soft vulnerable skin of her midsection.  Her body shone with a sheen of sweat that soaked her to the point that it rolled into her round and deep navel.  Brianna smiled dementedly as she cracked the catofninetails across Marisa's body again.  This had lasted almost an hour and Marisa was growing hoarse.  Her brown body was covered in red marks as her torso and legs were covered in marks.

"This is indeed fun."  She said mockingly.  "Though its annoying that I don't think you can last much longer."  She smiled as she looked up and saw her brother enter the room.

"She close to passing out?"

"Yeah."  She cracked it along Marisa's belly again.  "Weakling."  Marisa's body was burning and her skin trembled.  She felt herself growing tired and hoped exhaustion would soon overtake her.

"Mind if I have some fun in a few minuets?"  David asked.

"Yeah, but I have a few cracks left in me."  The deputy grinned as he watched his vile sister crack the whip on the teen latina's body.  Marisa's body tried to move, but she had long ago grown to tired to buck.  She felt the tails once again dig into the center of her stomach.  Spreading along her midriff, hips, navel, and ribs.  She was out of tears and muffled begging behind her gag.  She wished she could go home, back to her softball team.  But instead all she felt was the whip now on her thighs.  Her entire body felt sore but she couldnt escape.

"Im so glad her principal gave us the tip about her."  Marisa was exhausted but this revelation made her gasp and her eyes to shoot back open.  The deputy chuckled.  "Yep, he gave us the info about you.  Set it up with that redhead Company gal.  Then she called us.  All so he could make some more money."  This knowledge made her eyes water.  "Now sister I think its my turn."  He said with a leering grin.

"Of course."  She replied quickly sending the whip onto her legs and belly multiple times.  "Have fun."  She said putting the whip on the wall and heading back upstairs.  David came over with a bottle of water and took out the ballgag out of Marisa's mouth.  He then poured the warm water down her throat.  She drank it all very quickly.  

"Please."  She whispered.  "Please dont sell me.  Im not a slave, I have a future."

"As a slave."  The song said mockingly.  "Anyways that water wasnt for you."

"Please how can you sell girls into slavery."  She begged pleadingly.

The son smiled.  "For moments like this."  He said forcing an oring gag into Marisa's mouth.  He pulled her brown hair so her head hung off the edge of the bed.  Her eyes went wide as the son continued to speak while taking off his belt.  "The company wants you in mint condition if you are.  But theres other fun to be had with you."




Mimi looked up from her plane seat as it hit a bit of turbulence.  The man in front of her was serious, but he was also one of the best men they had.  "We have a five man interpol swat team, plus you."  The man said.  Mimi nodded.

"Thank you Johnson."  The dark skinned man nodded.  Mimi looked at him.  "Military right?"
The man nodded.  "Marines, over a decade before injuries forced me into retirement.  Cant go marching for a week in the mountains anymore, but I can go lead raids."

"Thats good."  Mimi said beaming, the man returned it.  They sat on a private flight as they flew to their destination.  "We'll hit this house, hopefully rescue some people, catch some baddies.  Or at least get some intel."

"Shouldnt be to hard.  Whenever we catch them they give up without a fight, or they try to run."

"Should I call in the sheriff?"  Mimi asked.

"The slaver's could be working with people in the department, or even him.  Afterwards you can but I cant recommend you contact him beforehand."

"Okay thanks.  We take this house and continue working to bring these bastards down."  Mimi looked off in the distance and shivered.  "Hopefully before anyone else is sold."




Brianna walked over to her father that was drinking coffee.  "How much is this job?"  She asked.

"25 grand."  Her father replied.  "You have fun?"

"Yeah, she kept responding to the whip for an hour."  She said stopping and grinning.  She could hear the choked sobs of their latest piece of mercandise downstairs.  "She'll get that company a lot of money."

"And improve our reputation further.  More jobs more money."

"Always the business man."  Brianna said smiling.

"Its getting late you know."  Her father said.  "Im not as young as I use to be."  Brianna shrugged.

"Still in better shape than most."  She said chuckling.  "And richer than most sheriffs."  Her father nodded.  

"This is a lucrative business model here.  And this house with all its warning systems is highly effective."  Brianna nodded, ignoring the sobbing from the basement.  She was getting tired as the sun went down.  She made herself a meal and sat with her father.  She sometimes felt guilty for what they did to the women they caught and sold to the company to be sold in turn.  But she didn't have to deal with them after the fact, she just saw the money.  And she did love to play with them while she had the chance.  

"Im going to bed.  Good night pa."

"Good night."
She walked over to the stairs and banged the edge.  "Get some sleep David."  She could almost feel her brother's eyeroll.  She then went upstairs and went to bed.  When she woke up she realized she was the first up.  She went down to the basement and saw the teen latina lying on the mattress.  She took an electric stick and drove it into her midriff before turning it on.  Marisa thrashed awake.  "Good morning sweetie."  She had been regagged with duct tape and looked at her dejectedly.  Her eyes didn't even have that pleading look to them anymore.  She seemed resigned, but also angry.  Brianna smiled and put a collar around her neck and patted the girl's head mockingly.  She was silent as Briana gave her water and a few slices of cheese to eat and helped her 'freshen up'.  She was extremely tired and weak by now.  Soon her brother and father were downstairs.

"Ready Briana?"

"Yep." She said as she tied Marisa's arms snugly behind her.  Belts and rope then pushed her thighs, knees, and ankles together.  Then a metal chain connected her wrists, which then went down to wrap around her waist before traveling down and securing around her ankles again.  "Im going to miss you darling."  She said running her fingers along her sides and tummy, making the exhausted girl squirm.  Marisa was still extremely sore from the previous night.

"Im going to miss you too darling."  Her brother said.  "But time to take you to your actual trainer now."  He then picked up the athletic girl, he enjoyed her warm flesh as he put her into a dufflebag.  "Dont worry its insulated."  He said zipping it up.  She groaned as he tossed it onto his shoulder and carried it up the steps at out to the car.  Marisa was placed into the trunk of the car.  She was still exhausted, her mind raced to figure out a way to escape, but became more and more terrified as she tried to squirm in her tight bonds and found no weak point.  Nothing, she couldnt escape.

"I'll drive."  Briana said.

"You love too."  David said getting into their sheriff car.  They would switch to a plainer car back at their rural farm.  Until then it would work.  They sped off for half an hour as Marisa moaned and bounced around the trunk.  Soon a beeping noise came from the Sheriff's phone.  He picked it up and his face became serious.

"Hmmm."

"What is it?"  His son asked.  He looked an on his screen and saw a black truck turning down the road that lead to their safehouse.

"The 'authorities'."  The sheriff said with a small grin.  "Well I always liked that place, but sacrifices are sacrifices."  He opened up a menu.

"What until they're inside.  Get them all."  His son said quickly.  The sheriff just looked at him for a few seconds telling him with his face that he knew better.

"Son youll learn.  But you have to understand that there are some people you dont want to piss off to much.  Theyre mad enough as it is."  With that he pressed a button and barrels of flammables and explosives in the walls detonated.  Leveling the house and burning the fingerprints away.  "Best not to give an enemy revenge as a motive.  It becomes damn near impossible to stop them in that case."

They drove for hours more before pulling into a discreet complex.  It had a security gate and officially it was a large packaging and transportation center.  But at the center it held a much more lucrative business.  The Sheriff's family had helped this business for a while, this was just another transaction.

Marisa however didnt know how long they had been driving, she knew they had switched cars once.  Still she was surprised when the trunk was popped open and she was carried for another good ten minuets.  She heard voices but they were muffled inside the bag and she hated the wobbling of the bag as she was roughly carried.   Finally she was placed down and they had the bag unzipped.  It was hot and humid in the bag and she was soaked in sweat as too large bodyguards picked her up.  Before her eyes even adjusted to the light she found herself chained standing to a pole.  Her eyes widened as she saw the Janet woman from her school standing before her.  "Redhead woman", she teared up, it was true.  Her principal she trusted had sold her.  

"Very pretty indeed."  She said running her long nailed fingers up her body.  She rubbed her torso.  

"Whipped her a lot huh?"  Marisa flinched at her caress, her hatred for these people rising ever further.

"Nothing permenant at all."  David said.  "And she is still in mint condition."  Janet nodded.

"Very well.  Twenty five thousand is what we agreed to.  We hope to do business with you in the future."  Marisa felt her legs wobble.  Her freedom, the torture they inflicted.  They did it all for a twenty five grand paycheck.  She looked at the Sheriff who nodded.

"We do too."  Marisa moaned as they left.  This was it, she was a slave.  Janet looked at her and smiled.  They looked like they were in one of those large rooms were actors changed and got make up put on, without the furniture and mirrors.  Her breasts rose and fell in fright.

"Now dear.  You will refer to be as Master Janet.  You are a slave.  I will train you how to be submissive, obedient, and everything else a slave needs to know."  Marisa wanted to collapse in fright as Master Janet took out a whip.  "Now to begin your training."




Mimi was fuming.  The young asian woman stared at the rubble.

"Must of known we were coming."  Johnson muttered.

"At least we're all okay."  Mimi grumbled.  She remembered them driving along, the house was in sight.  Then it imploded, with flames shooting out the windows before engulfing everything.  

"Ill have the men go through the rubble."  Mimi shook her head.

"Nothing is left.  Once the fire is out completely yall head back to the city.  Im going to spend the night here and talk to the sheriff one on one tomorrow and try to get more info if I can."  Johnson nodded as the shapely woman got back into the car to make a call.

The sheriff would love to meet with her.  





A different Johnson showed up a few weeks later.  "Mister Johnson, so pleased to see you.  Misses Janet knows of your arrival and has agreed to meet with you."

"Good."  He said with a courteous smile.  He was not as built as Mimi's friend, and his skin was much paler.  But he was firece, and his body was deceptively skinny.  Waling through the halls he saw many doors and knew at least a dozen pieces of merchandise was likely being trained, and the auction for the following night was said to have at least twenty items for sell.  He went through multiple layers of security before entering a room.

"Mister Johnson hello."  The ginger woman said.  She was wearing her workout gear but still walked with an air of elegance.  She had contacted Johnson about an item he might of been interested in.
"Janet."  He said with a smile and shake of the hand.  "Lovely."  He said as he saw the latina teen behind her.  She rested on her knees, her head bowed.  Janet had trained her well.  

"Yes lets give you a better look.  Up slave."  She said lightly slapping a crop against the girl's side.  The slave girl rose quickly, she wore a pink pushup bra and matching panties with white stockings.  He smiled as her toned body was lead to board where she was chained with her arms above her head.  He walked over a felt up her side.  Her skin was a lovely shade of brown, her brown eyes both dead and excited, her brown hair wasn't that dark but felt silky.

"Very nice.  I got her dossier.  High school athlete star.  Smart latina, excellent body.  Any chance I could get her now?"  He asked wiggling his fingers on her sides, smiling as she moaned and instinctively squirmed.  

"Sorry but she is going on the auction block.  Competition raises the price."  Janet said smiling at her friend.

"I have a lot of money."  Mister Johnson replied.

"No can do.  However I thought you might like this sneak peak.  Let you analyze this piece of merchandise.  I know you said you wanted to get a latina."  Johnson grinned.

"This is an excellent piece of merchandise."  Johnson said chuckling as the teen girl continued to squirm as she closed her eyes.

"Im sure youll be able to purchase her tomorrow night.  However if you want I can give you a half hour to- tickle you fancy I guess."  They both chuckled.

Johnson stopped his tickling for a brief moment and raised up Marisa's chin and made sure her dark eyes look at his'.  "Oh I will, on both accounts."