Her mother spoke up. “Well I understand, and hopefully we’ll successfully lobby for some changes soon. Though I hear you two still have fun in your more, passionate job Ariel.” The older latina said with a smile.
The older blonde, Ariel, grinned. “Oh of course. The product we get is usually not Dracon made. Have to break her, make her understand her old life, and old rights are gone. That she belongs to Dracon now, and to her new Master.”
The man spoke up. “Ariel prefers the crop, as well as the flog. I myself? The catoninetails is my choice for maximum cruelty. Electroshock works wonders as well.”
Ariel laughed. “Oh Geoff, we all know your favorite form of breaking a slave is forcing her to learn how to deepthroat her new Master or Masters.” She said with a sly smirk. Marisa heard this and couldn’t help but flinch in her face. Ariel saw this and smiled. “Your daughter doesn’t approve I take it.” She said, still smiling. She looked Marisa over, the teen latina was gorgeous.
Julie chuckled. “Oh, you know how the younger generation can be.”
“Of course.” Ariel said walking closer to them. “I do hope she appreciates your work though. Provides her with a comfortable life.” She said looking Marisa over.
Julie smirked. “She does. Some of the time.” Geoff let out a small chuckle as Ariel grinned. She poked Marisa’s stomach, making her flinch back, Ariel firmly placed a hand on the small of her back, holding her in place as Marisa had a puzzled expression. “Now dear hold still. Just seeing how your mother has created a young woman.” She said poking her midsection once more. “She seems very fit Julie.”
“Oh she is.” She said smiling. “She plays both softball and soccer at her high school and has been receiving scholarship offers for both.”
Marisa squirmed a bit, not quite liking this, this; it almost felt like an inspection.
Ariel chuckled down. “That is quite the accomplishment, yes she is gorgeous. Has a deep golden brown body, that has been popular in recent years, hasn’t it Geoff.” She said turning to her partner.
He nodded. “Yes, on the blackmarket at least. Can only sell pretty blondes for so long. Brown skin is popular now, whether the product is hispanic or indian both sell well right now. She would no doubt be up there.” Marisa actually blushed at this. “And between her golden brown skin and fit body she looks great in that red dinner dress she’s wearing.” Ariel nodded.
“I agree! It is a modest dress, with no real cleavage and only a hint of thigh, but it hugs her athletic body closely.”
“I agree!” Julie said. “And with her long brown hair flowing down her back, I’m sure she’s mouth watering. She’s so smart and athletically talented, I know you love breaking those types of girls.” Julie said laughing. Marisa’s blush reddened and she looked at her mother with annoyance and almost shock.
“Mother!”
Julie rolled her eyes. “Marisa, you should be honored. Only girls with beauty and brains even get a word of attention from these two.”
“She’s right.” Geoff replied.
Julie smiled. “Yes she’s wonderful isn’t she. And those scholarships aren’t just for athletics, she’s very bright. The complete package, I’m sure you would love her.” She said with a giggle. Ariel and Geoff joined in as Ariel continued to hold her in place.
Ariel nodded. “Yes, gorgeous and fit.” She pinched Marisa’s rear making her jump in her skin and gasp as Julie chuckled again. “Great rear end, shapely and firm.” “Excuse me!” Marisa said firmly underneath her breath.
“Calm down Marisa.” Her mother said in a hushed tone. “Its Dracon, you have to remember different places have different norms.” Marisa looked at her mother as Ariel let her go.
“Norms to pinch my ass!” She said bluntly underneath her breath.
Ariel chuckled. “My, a mouth on her as well. Would be a fun project I must admit.” Marisa’s eyes went wide at this.
Geoff smirked and looked at her. “Would probably be brutal, athletic body like that, with a backbone. Hard shell, soft interior, would have to make her brown body red or raw. Whip, flog, crop, pick your instrument.” Marisa bit her tongue but looked at her mother stunned at this as Ariel and Geoff almost drank her in.
Ariel smiled and nodded. “Reminds me of a teen latina I had about a year ago around her age. Robber broke into her house after school, realized how much she was worth, and talked to one of his contacts about sending her over to us here in Dracon. She sold very well to a young and handsome Master that was making a name for himself from his family.” Marisa’s stomach turned as she bragged about torturing a poor American girl into submission and sold her into slavery. She only stayed silent because this was a work trip for her mother.
“Well from what I hear you do always get results.” Julie replied with a smile.
Geoff nodded. “Oh she does indeed. Slaves think Ariel finds their ultimate pain threshold and then when Ariel shows them that she can push it even beyond that the slaves usually break.”
“I like to live up to my reputation. Just like you and your company.” She said with a smile. “But yes, your daughter would be a joy to train I must say. My expectations is she would have a hard outer shell, but break fairly easily; Ive seen it before.”
Marisa’s mother nodded. “Thank you Madam Ariel.” She said sincerely. Marisa looked at her stunned.
Geoff smirked. “What can we say Julie, you should be proud. You’ve raised a wonderful daughter. Gorgeous, smart, athletic. She would make a fantastic slave if she had been brought up here in Dracon. Or acquired for our black market. Be proud.”
“Oh I am.” Julie replied. “And you two are right; Marisa is a strong girl, with willpower and mental fortitude. She paused as a serving slave girl walked past. “Slave!” The girl stopped, she looked around Marisa’s age, arab, dressed in lingerie, marks on her belly and thighs showed where she had been ‘corrected’ for the slightest mistake. “Champagne thank you.” Julie said casually taking a glass off the tray the slave had been carrying. She then shooed her away with her hands before turning back to the other two. “Yes, she would be a tough nut.”
Ariel waved her off. “Oh be proud but don’t doubt us. Those are the types of girls I like training the most.”
Marisa finally had to speak up. “If you three don’t mind. I have to say I don’t find this to be a pleasant subject of conversation. I am respectful for my mother, and know different cultures have different norms. But while you may find it flattering to speak of me as though I would bring about huge dollars to an auction, I do not.” Ariel openly laughed at this as Geoff smirked.
“Oh Julie, you are right again. No surprise, as you know her better than anyone. Geoff forgetting making her raw, might have to whip it bloody if we had her!”
“Breathplay and mind games as well.” He paused. “Would be very fun no doubt.” Marisa placed her hands behind her back so they wouldn’t see them become clenched fists.
“Of course it all might make her voice go hoarse from the screaming.” “She can be loud.” Julie said smirking.
Geoff waved her off. “Oh its not that, we find agonized screams pleasurable. But Masters hate to have newly bought slaves that can barely speak.” He looked at Ariel. “Granted there are always things you can put in their mouth and throat that reduces the risk of that. Very, pleasurable I must say.” Marisa, while mature in body and smarts was actually innocent in that world, and fortunately didn’t put two and two together, lest there would of been angry words and likely a punch.
Julie did and stifled a laugh as she smiled. “Oh Geoff, I did always hear you were good at multitasking when you trained slaves. I thank you and Ariel for your kind words.” She said with a smile as Marisa just turned her head and stared at her.
Ariel smiled back. “Ah, Leo and Andromeda are over here. We shall talk later Julie.” Her mother smiled and nodded at this. “Enjoy the party, you too senorita.” She said as she poked Marisa in the midriff again.
Geoff walked past them, landing a rather hard smack on her ass as he walked by, making Marisa jump and gasp, her mouth open.
