| BILLIE-JO - LOST FROM HER MASTER [ part 5 ] I was awoken by the sensation of tight warmth surrounding my cock; I opened my eyes to see Billie-Jo, her mouth sucking away at my member, beside her Pauline was watching her, as if taking notes. Pauline was the first to notice my eyes watching them she smiled at me, “Good morning master, Billie-Jo was so happy to be with you that she wanted to show you.” I smiled at the two. That’s very nice of you Billie-Jo but you don’t have to you know?” She paused in her self appointed task to look at me. “But master, this is the first time that I’ve had the choice, I want to do this, you’re not forcing me to!” and she returned to her sucking, Pauline looked at me. “I did try to tell her that she didn’t have to master, I said I would do it, but she said she’d have to or else she’d never be able to do it again.” Pauline sounded worried, she had never faced this type of fear before, I reached for her and pulled her close, while watching Billie-Jo at work. Before I could cum she pulled away, she looked at me, “I’m sorry master, but I can’t carry on.” She burst into tears, I pulled he up to face me. “Billie-Jo, you’ve been through a lot, I would have been surprised if you could have continued, and you need time to recover before you will be able to face this.” I told her, as I held her I could feel her shivering away, not a reaction to what I was saying, but she was feeling the effects of the drugs. I spoke to Pauline, “I need the restraints from Dominitra’s pack.” at her puzzled look I had to explain, “She’s been used to being sedated, the drugs have an addictive effect, her body starts to crave the drugs, there are two ways to treat this, either slowly wean her off of the drug, which takes time and effort. Or stop the drugs immediately, but she’ll try everything to get more of the drugs, she’s going to need attention, all the time, I think that Dominitra would be better to look after Billie-Jo in that condition” I could see Pauline’s eyes change as Dominitra emerged. “Master I don’t know if I’ll be able to look after this girl, I’m more at ease trying to control slaves, this is a different problem.” she told me, I shook my head. “Not really,” I said, “in this case you are stopping this slave from either hurting herself or you, you will have to feed her and escort her to the toilet, exactly as if you would treat her as a slave in training.” I looked at her, “I have to depend on you to do this, allow Pauline to talk to her, but monitor her actions closely, once she tries to escape and she will you will know she’s getting close to cracking.” I kissed her head. “Look after her, please.” Dominitra looked at me, “Master you act as if you might not be coming back. What are you going to do?” she asked me, I smiled. “I’m going into the lions’ den.” I said, “And its at times like this I wish my name was Daniel.” ----- I dressed and went downstairs where the two agents were talking with Frank and his crew; they looked up as I approached. “Captain – These people want to take over the whole thing!” Frank tried to look angry, but this was part of a plan that we didn’t want the FBI to know about I looked at the Agents. “We’ve done all the ground work, and now you want to run without us?” I said. The two agents kept their faces blank, then one said, “We appreciate what you have done, but would you be able to cope with taking down the guards in the place as well as securing all the girls without injuring them?” Frank countered with, “Could you?” They ignored this comment, “Anyway,” said the second, “The girls will undoubtedly be drugged even more than Billie-Jo was, and you see how she been treated!” “How is she?” Frank asked, I shrugged “She’s just feeling the first pangs of withdrawal; I’ve left Pauline with her.” I told him One of the agents looked at me, “Wouldn’t she be better at a hospital?” she asked, “I don’t know if a young girl like Pauline could cope with her!” I nodded my head, “Pauline couldn’t,” I acknowledged, but Dominitra can and with her monitoring Pauline’s actions I think Billie-Jo’s in safe hands don’t you?” At the mention of Dominitra’s name both agents looked at me the question was visible in their eyes, I nodded. “Pauline is from the Ropeville orphanage and had agreed to be with me.” I noticed a frown on one of their faces, “It was her own choice, I didn’t influence her at all.” I told them although scepticism was still on their faces they accepted my words. The first agent spoke again, “We’ve gone through your evidence and agree that there is enough for us to act, it’s obvious that the local police is compromised and cannot be relied on, so we’ve got the state troopers involved, our only problem is when to strike!” she paused for a moment and her colleague spoke up. “We need to find out if there are any more girls at the brothel; the only problem is that after your attack last night they will be on guard for strange visitors.” Both agents looked at me, I knew what was coming. “But since I’ve already established myself as a customer of the casino and have had one visit to the brothel I could find out for you,” I said, “the only question is how to pass the information on?” The two agents looked at each other and smiled, I didn’t like that smile. Finally the first one looked at me. “Tell me Paul,” She said, “How are you teeth?” ------ Which is why, later that day, I was at the next city’s FBI office visiting the dentist. “You know Mr. Purple,” he said, “Your teeth are in very good condition, but I can use this filling, and place the lead behind the folds in your mouth, now this shouldn’t hurt.” Why is it that doctors and dentists always tell you that before they start to dig away at anything? Still a few minutes later I was wired up and ready to work as the latest FBI radio station! “Err, doc.” I said after I was given back the use of my mouth, “How long is this supposed to stay in?” I didn’t want to be broadcasting my activities for weeks ahead. “Oh I’ll remove it after the operation is over.” he reassured me, needless to say I wasn’t all that reassured. I was introduced to the officer in charge of the operation, although the Ropeville office had found out about the problem they had to defer to the nearest local office, it was all political, with lots of point scoring for them. “So you’re the one who blew the whistle on the mob in that town.” The director was a small rotund man with a mass of red hair, he held out his hand to me, the Ropeville agents hadn’t mention why I became involved; it would have been harder to explain. “Yes, I found out about it and had to let these people know,” I said, “its part of my cover with them.” This was in keeping with the ‘terms’ of my witness protection duties. “But you’re supposed to keep your head down, not to expose yourself to danger like this.” He said, I gave a small smile. “I was never any good at following orders,” I told him, “Anyway what was I supposed to do? Keep quiet and let those girls suffer? He shook his head, “No, I suppose not! Alright then this is what we’ll do.” and he started to outline his plan. The main target was Roscoe; the evidence was already on videotape they were ready to arrest him for rape of a minor, he was also cited as the main controller of the brothel, we all knew he was just a minor player in the farce, but he knew who the boss was, with any luck ‘we’ could break him down to reveal the names. The secondary targets were the punters of the brothel; we would be able to get them on charges of underage sex and rape, so they had to have as little warning as possible so the watchers had to be taken out, this was my task, to spot them and ensure that they couldn’t get the word out, luckily I had my own back-up team of Frank and his group, they would go in, immobilise the watchers and secure the tapes – they also had their own agenda, but we wouldn’t tell the FBI that! As far as they knew Frank’s team had protested at being replaced and were not part of the solution. The FBI were going to place their men in the casino, and at a phrase from me would then rush the door to the brothel – this was the weak point, there was only one door from the casino, we hadn’t yet found the back door – deep down I knew that there had to be one, how else could the girls be loaded into a van? This would be Frank’s target; he was already working on this. I practised talking to allow the radio to be coherent to the FBI agents I had a receiver which was deep in my ear so I could hear the orders being given to the agents, I would have 30 minutes to check the brothel area, and then they’d attack. ------ The casino was in full flow when I arrived, nothing about our raid seemed to have affected this area, I went to the table and played for a few minutes before going to the door to the brothel. I gave the password to the guards at the door who opened it, I had recognised one of them as being at the house the previous night, luckily our dark attack meant that he hadn’t seen my face, there was still one man behind the door, he wasn’t sitting down though, he was pacing around and grimacing with each step, as if he was suffering from piles. Again I recognised him as the man I’d placed in the kennels; I almost smiled at the realisation of his discomfiture but managed to control myself. “Good afternoon sir, do you have a preference or will you allow me to make a suggestion?” he asked me, I nodded. “Yes, I’d like to try Pauline again, she really turned me on.” I said to him with a smile, he hesitated for a moment and then said “I’m sorry sir. You will understand that we have to rotate the girls to keep them fresh, so to speak, but I’m sure that you’ll find that Carolina will suit you just fine, but if I could just ensure that you’re unarmed?” he said while approaching me, I just smiled and raised my hands, his search was brief and didn’t find anything, he missed the pens which had some darts in them – the pens were also the ‘guns’ which fired the darts, I wasn’t too sure of these ‘James Bond’ gadgets but Charlie had said that they would work and I trusted him. I had two black and one red ‘pen’ the red carried a reduced amount of the anaesthetic drug I used, as I was going to be using it on the already drugged girls I didn’t want to kill them accidentally. Another man escorted me to the floor; I could see two more men were guarding this floor that was about half the force that we knew about, and no sign of Roscoe! The man opened the door to my chosen ‘victim’. As with Billie-Jo she was naked and tied down onto the bed, her pussy glistened with lubrication, probably artificial, and her eyes were red with tears, she was looking at the door, fearing the next customer. I could see her eyes widen as I was led in, I took my red pen from my pocket and aimed at the girl, firing the small dart into her chest, she blinked as it hit and then started to shake, I noticed that it dislodged the dart, leaving no trace. I shouted back to the man who was leaving, “Hey, what gives with the girl? Should she be doing that?” and he rushed back into the room. “What the shit?” he said as he watched her, he opened the door and shouted, “Mike, Bert get the Doc!” he rushed me out of the room. “Does this happen a lot?” I asked him, “I mean I don’t want to catch anything!” I tried to sound scared, he shook his head, “It’s okay sir, she’s just having a reaction against the shots she was given, it happens now and then,” He told me, “We’ll get the doctor to check her over, now why don’t we try Annabelle, I’m sure she’ll be better for you.” He added. “I – I don’t know what if she’s the same, I’m sorry but I don’t think that.. .” I started to say, when Roscoe turned up with another man in tow, he was carrying a small bag, and went to the girl and checked on her. I retrieved a black pen and quickly shot the doctor, I turned to talk to Roscoe as the dart hit. “Look I don’t think I want to stay here, I mean if your girls are coming down with something I don’t want to catch it.” I said managing to divert his attention from the doctor who was starting to turn to us. “Its okay sir, these girls are fine, it just a small problem with the medication,” He turned to the doctor, “Isn’t that right Doc? Doc are you okay?” The Doctor had slumped to the ground. “Gods!” I said, “It’s spreading, I’m getting out of here!” and I made a dash to the door, but I didn’t get far my guide stopped me and held onto me, Roscoe looked around at me. “Take him to my office and get him a drink, I’ve got to work something out” he said “If you’ll come this way sir.” My guide said while holding onto my arm and escorted me upstairs and opened a door which revealed a plush office with monitor screens, roscoe had full views of all the rooms I could see that about eight of the rooms had occupants and of those six of them were in use, the corridors were also watched but there were only 5 men visible. There was also a screen labelled Back, this looked onto a street. “Good grief, you can see everything from here!” I said to the man, who shrugged his shoulders. “We’ve got to ensure that the customers are being treated right by the girls,” He said. “And that the girls aren’t being killed by the clients?” I asked “We don’t care about that sir, the girls are here to be used by the customers in all capacities.” He said calmly, “We have a very efficient disposal service for the awkward things.” He started to turn to me and my dart took him as he did so. I found a button by the screen marked back, and I watched as a door opened. Frank was by the door and looked into the camera, I moved the joystick controlling the camera and moved it up and down, Frank gave a thumbs’ up and signalled the rest of the team into the doorway. Behind me I heard the door opening. “I didn’t think you would be so frightened of a little plague.” Roscoe said as he entered carrying a gun which he pointed at me. |