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PAULINE - LOST FROM HER MASTER Pauline awoke. Her arms were tied behind her back and there was a metallic taste in her mouth. The slave part of her came up with an answer. ‘An anaesthetic drug – not the type master uses, it would have given us a headache if we hadn’t been conditioned to it.’ Pauline filed this away and tried to recall what had happened. -------- She had been scouting at a shopping mall for her master, looking for a ten year old girl to follow and capture. She had spotted a target just heading towards a toilet. She followed the girl closely; they were just passing by an emergency exit when there was a pain in her leg after that she must have blacked out. She smiled to herself the trapper was trapped! -------- So where was she now? Lying on a blanket on a hard floor! She was in a room! Not a van. She was still clothed, so her captor wanted to humiliate her later, she shrugged ‘what else was new’ she thought to herself. A moan from above her made her turn her head. She could see the target lying on a bed. Pauline managed to raise herself up. The target was also tied up and ungagged, her blond hair was messed up and she was crying. “Hello my name’s Pauline!”, Pauline said to the girl who winced as the headache started. “I’m (ouch) Anne. Where are we?” The girl asked. “I think we’ve been kidnapped!” Pauline told her, “But why? What did we do?” Anne whined but Pauline shook her head at the girl. “We didn’t do anything, its just some men like to take children for their own pleasure!” Pauline said while looking around the room. No cameras visible – either they were hidden or their captors were very new at this. They didn’t know how long the drug would keep the girls out, unlike her master who could tell to the minute. Pauline tried the bonds that held her. Simple large ropes! ‘That’s stupid’ she thought to herself. ‘Mr. Dildo at the hotel would be shaking his head by now’. She tried the bonds and soon had them undone. She shook her head. The man must be stupid to use knots like that! He must be an amateur – for some reason she thought that it was just one person doing this. Anne watched as Pauline freed her hands and then untied her legs before getting up. “What about me?” Anne said as Pauline walked past her. Pauline considered her request ‘If their kidnapper came back and found both girls gone he might get angry and do something stupid, but with one girl still tied up he’d just go looking for the other. “You’ll be safer here. Don’t worry I’ll be back.” Pauline said to the girl, smiling at the small terminator joke. She tried the handle on the door. It was unlocked! How stupid can some people get? She listened hard as she left the room. No sounds at all! It was as if the house was deserted. Now if this kidnapper was as inexperienced as he’d been before, she might be able to get out an SOS. Pauline went through the rooms, looking for a telephone. She found one and, after testing that the line was active, she dialled a number. “Ropeville Police Station, Marcia speaking, how can I help you?” The officer at the other end said. “44” was Pauline’s answer. “Remain on the line.” There was a pause and then “Name?” was asked. “Pauline Blue” “Location retrieved! What action required?” “Please pass location to master, currently with second female youth. Location of Perp. Not known. Status awaiting arrival of master, but may require help but prefer master to action.” “Very well Pauline, your master will be informed of your location. We are sending a team to out their brief is to protect you until your master arrive, but they will not enter the property unless you request it, Eta 2 hours. “Thank you, I am hanging up now!” Pauline replaced the receiver. She was happy now she knew that she was safe, even if the kidnapper should return. She carried on looking around the house. There was a sideboard with Anne’s picture on it, written on the picture was the words ‘To Uncle Bobby from your niece Anne’. So was that the answer? He own uncle had kidnapped Anne and had taken Pauline to avoid any witnesses. Not that Pauline had seen anything. She returned to the room where Anne was waiting. The girl was still crying. I though you had run away!” She sobbed and then asked, “Why didn’t’ you escape and get the police?” “Because I don’t think theirs any need to!” Pauline told the bewildered girl, “Who’s Uncle Bobby?” she said changing the subject. “What?” Anne was confused over the sudden question. “Who’s Uncle Bobby?” Pauline repeated. “Uncle Bobby? Well he’s my mum’s brother; he went away six months ago. But how do you know about him?” Anne was completely bewildered now. But Pauline was thinking, or parts of Pauline were thinking. ‘Her uncle wanted to kidnap her?’ ‘Could be! Some men like relations with their relatives!’ ‘So should we help him or her?’ ‘Well we could start by untying her.’ ‘Naa she’ll only try to run away.’ ‘Not if we keep her feet tied and watch her!’ ‘O.K’ ‘Agreed.’ The internal voices came to an agreement. “Anne, I’m going to untie your hands but you have to promise not to try and escape. Okay?” Anne looked uncertain at that but then she nodded her head. Pauline quickly untied Anne’s hands, she noticed that the rope had been tied exactly the same way, but Anne hadn’t even loosened the knots. ‘So that’s the difference when you don’t have Ropeville training!’ Pauline thought to herself. Her internal clock told her that a couple of hours had passed and that the surveillance team should be around, she took an earpiece from her blouse and placed it in her ear. Then she pressed a button on her clothing. “Radio check!” she said. “Received! Status?” The reply came. “House empty apart from me and another girl called Anne. Believe house owned by Anne’s uncle Bobby, but not certain, over.” “Remain in place until informed otherwise. Out.” The unknown voice replied and broke off communications. Pauline sat on the bed. Anne was watching her closely. “Who were you talking to? and why are you doing this?” Anne said finally, “I mean you had the chance to escape from here but you’re staying and keeping me here. Why?” Pauline smiled, “I don’t know who they are, but they’re watching over me. I want to know what your uncle wants to do with you! If it’s only to fuck you then I’ve got a use for you afterwards. But if he’s going to just snuff you then I’ve got plans to stop him!” Anne was puzzled by this. “What do you mean you’ve got a use for me? How do you know me?” Pauline gave a predatory smile. “I don’t know you Anne, but you’re the type of girl my master was looking for. Young and innocent looking! Hell girl your prime meat just waiting to be tasted!” Now Anne was frightened of Pauline, “Your master? What do you mean? Your master!” Pauline sighed. “Look Anne, I’m a slave for my master. He takes girls and trains them for life as sexual slaves.” At Anne’s blank look Pauline shook her head, “Shit you really are naive aren’t you? You know what a slave is dontcha?” Anne nodded. “Of course I do, I’ve read Tom Sawyer.” Anne said indignantly “But there’s no such thing as slaves now, it’s the law!” she added. Pauline couldn’t help herself, she laughed out loud. “Hell girl, just because something’s ain’t right doesn’t mean it doesn’t continue. There are slaves all over the world, even here! I should know ‘cause I’m one!” “Oh yeah! So where’s your chains and collar?” Anne retorted. “All the pictures of the negro’s show them in chains” Pauline smiled, “So you think chains make a slave eh, I’d better remember that for when Master picks us up. I wonder what you’ll look like in chains? But a sex slave is something different. You do know about sex don’t you?” Pauline asked. “Well. . . I’ve spoken to mummy and I’ve heard a lot at school when the other girls talk about it.” “And what did your mummy tell you?” Pauline asked. Anne went quiet for a moment and then she said softly. “That I shouldn’t be asking about such things at my age . . .” She hesitated and then added, “But she did ask me what had Uncle Bobby done to me?” She looked puzzled over that, “I still don’t know what she meant, I mean the last time I was with Uncle Bobby all he did was to show me some pictures of friends of his. He said they were nudist or something like that, because they didn’t wear any clothes. They looked so funny with their small wieners.” “Were they just boys then, or were there some girls as well?” Pauline asked while thinking to herself ‘so he likes to look at naked children? I wonder what else he does? This could be why he went away!” “Oh he had lots of girls as well, they all looked very happy.” Anne replied. “Did he ask you to undress for him?” Pauline asked Anne nodded. “He did, but then Mummy rang the door bell and Uncle Bobby put all the pictures away. Then a few days later Mummy told me he’d gone away.” Pauline smiled, ‘yes Uncle Bobby might have tried to do something- what a pity Anne’s mother had to turn up. Well when Master gets her she’ll learn’. She found that she was looking forward to master taking this innocent girl in hand and mouth and cock. “So what stories do the girls tell at school?” Pauline asked Anne giggled. “Well, Marcia said that her brother keeps rubbing his wiener all night and that sometimes it shoots out white stuff. I think that sounds yucky don’t you?” She confided to Pauline who shook her head. “Doesn’t Marcia ever ask if she could touch him or his sperm?” She asked, at which Anne pulled a face. “OH! That’s nasty, girls don’t touch boys wieners!” Anne exclaimed. “But that’s what your uncle wanted you to do wasn’t it?” Pauline asked but Anne shook her head. “NO. NO HE DIDN’T. HE DIDN’T” she shouted. “That’s what mummy told me to say, but he didn’t!” So that was the reason why he’d taken Anne, just to pay her back for what she’d been told to say. “So who did you say it to?” Pauline asked. “Oh I don’t know, she was just a police woman, mummy wasn’t with me but she told me that if I didn’t say what she told me she’d smack me so hard I’d never sit down again – it was after then that Uncle Bobby went away!” She added. Pauline nodded to herself. ‘Yes he was probably put away in prison and now he wants revenge, but he’s chickened out.’ She thought and then realise that he might be building up the courage to come back and kill them both. She felt one of her seldom used personalities flexing her muscles just in case. “Well when he comes back he’s going to want you to undress for him. He’s going to take off all his clothes and then he’ll use his wiener on you, in your mouth up your bottom and in you pussy, before he kills you for telling lies!” Pauline said bluntly. “You’re just being horrible! You’re making it all up!” “Am I Anne? Really? So why was I following you in the mall? “hy was I so close that we were taken together? Shall I tell you Anne? SHALL I?” “NO. NO I won’t listen, I won’t” Anne said covering her ears. Pauline pulled the hands away and shook the girl. “I was supposed to lure you out into the Car Park. Then I’d get you to my master’s van where her would grab you and drive off with you! Only your uncle screwed it up! He hit me with a dart and took us both! The only question is where is he? Any normal man would be in this room gloating over his prize!” The then the radio in Pauline’s ear crackled. “Pauline can you hear me?” It was Billie-Jo. “Hi BJ, loud and clear! I’m with Anne, the target. There’s nobody in the house apart from us. I think the kidnapper’s out worrying what to do with us. He’s too stupid to be a professional. What does master want me to do?” There was a few moments before Billie-Jo answered. “Master says to leave with Anne and we’ll take you back home.” “Okay but what about our kidnapper?” Pauline asked. There was another pause before Billie-Jo replied. “Master says Finder’s keepers!” Pauline smiled and then she untied Anne’s legs. “Come on slave! Time for you to earn your chains.” She told Anne as she moved her off the bed. “Where are we going?” Anne asked her. “Home!” was the misleading reply. The two girls quickly left the house and ran to a white van which had an open door in its side. “Oh Anne!” Pauline said, causing Anne to look at her, “Surprise!” and Anne felt a cloth covering her face. She fell unconscious. Billie-Jo smiled at Pauline. “Welcome back, did you enjoy yourself?” Billie-Jo enquired. “It was different. Oh! I nearly forgot the watchers.” Billie-Jo started to ask the question ‘What watchers?’ Pauline was speaking into the radio again. “Pauline to watchers, I’m back with my master, thank you!” “Pauline and Mr. Purple, glad to help but will remain on site, we’ve got some work to do first!” and then the van was driven away as Anne was secured in the back. ---------- A couple of days later Pauline showed Anne a newspaper report. ‘ROBERT JOHNSTON INDICTED FOR MURDER’ Robert Johnston was indicted today accused of the kidnapping and murder of his niece Anne Walton and an unknown child. The police were called to his address by an anonymous telephone call. when they entered the property they found a sheet soiled with blood and some bloodstained pieces of rope. When arrested at a nearby bar, Johnston confessed to having kidnapped his niece and another girl from the shopping mall. But insisted that they were both safe at his house. When confronted with the evidence he refused to admit his guilt. and has refused to divulge the location of their bodies. The trial is expect to take a few days and Johnston, a previously convicted paedophile is expected to be sentenced to death. Anne read the piece and started to cry, her chains clinking with her movements. |