Hannah Durfree walked across
the stone patio. Her long dark hair flowing behind as she moved. With her silk robe
opening as she walked exposing the sheer dressing gown beneath. Her large
breasts swayed from side to sides as she moved, the hard nipples pushing
against the fabric. Her neatly trimmed pubic hair could be seen through the
sheer cloth. Her expensive slippers clicked on the stone floor as she moved, her
long sleek legs stretching the sheer fabric. She approached a large muscular
man, who stood over six foot tall, with a broad hairless chest and bald head.
He had a round face with large gray eyes.
“I
want you to find me a new plaything, Phillip. I don’t care how you get her or
where she comes from, but just do it.”
“But, Mistress Hanna, the last time we
tried I had to drug the young woman and I almost got caught. They found her
body and were very close to catching me when I left the city.”
“You don’t hear very well. I pay you and
your staff thousands of dollars a week to do my bidding. Who’s going to miss
some little slut that you find in the city. If you don’t do as I say, I’ll
replace you. Remember the last time I had an employee replaced, they didn’t
find his worthless carcass for weeks.”
“Yes, mistress, it shall be done. Do you
have a preference this time?”
“I want something different. I got it. Fly
to
“That may be difficult Mistress. It may be
impossible to transport a captive woman away from the country.”
“Well you idiot, do I have to do all
you’re thinking for you? Go to
“Yes, mistress.”
“And don’t let my husband know what you
are doing. He has already cut my allowance this month because of your botched
mission. If you can’t get exactly what I want, hire someone to do it for you.”
“Mistress has it occurred to you that
someday, you might get into trouble having your servants kidnap young women for
you?”
“Why you insolent little worm, do you
think I care if you or your people get caught. That’s why I pay you so much. We
always release the women after a month or two. They usually heal up in a few
months. It’s not like we kill them. I never scar them permanently. You do
release them alive, don’t you? Besides, I’m a player and I have enough money to
buy every cop in
“I do Mistress. It is not easy leaving
them where they will be found and not being seen ourselves.”
Melissa
and John cleared French customs at the Marseille airport. The tall beautiful
American blonde was holding her husbands arm as they strolled toward the exit
to get a taxi to their hotel. Fluent in French, Melissa knew exactly where to
go. She and John were walking and enjoying each other’s company, oblivious to
the people around them. This was their honeymoon even though they had been
married for four years when John was still in the Marines. Now discharged and a
vice president in Melissa’s father’s restaurant chain, they were taking a well
deserved vacation.
“When
we get to the hotel, the first thing I’m going to do is take a nice long hot
bath,” remarked Melissa.
“And when you get done, I’m going to give
you a nice long spanking,” said John.
“Oh, I thought you’d forgotten about that.”
she laughed.
“Now why would I do that? We had an
agreement when we married. I’m the head of the house and you are to obey me. I
told you not to go into that bar at the airport in
Melissa looked at John with her big blue
eyes and pouted, “can’t we just forget about this one.
Just once let me off.”
“I let you off all the time, my love, and
you know it. In fact when we get home, I’m going to start your training just
like we talked about. You are and should be my submissive and I love you for
it.”
The loving couple exited the airport, and didn’t notice the
little man on the cell phone who had been following them. They didn’t notice
him in the cab behind them, which was following. When they arrived at their
hotel, they didn’t realize that the little man that was standing beside was
listening to the desk clerk talking to them, getting information.
“Phillip, this is Manuel, I have found exactly what you are
looking for. They are staying at the Hotel France.”
“Good work, Manuel. What are their names
and room number?”
“You are kidding, no?” Do you think I
would give you all that information without my payment?”
“Alright, I’ll have the ten thousand euros
transferred to your account in the morning.”
“And that’s when you’ll get the information.
I don’t trust that bitch you work for. Not for a minute.”
“Hey, watch your mouth. She always keeps
her end of deals.”
“I don’t trust anyone.”
“Well at least tell me what this young
woman looks like.”
“She is American, a little less than two
meters tall, blond hair, blue eyes, large breasts and a good figure. She walks
like she is a model or something, very beautiful. She is married, but her
husband is just average. It shouldn’t be too hard to grab her.”
“Good the French hate Americans, although
I know they love American money. The police won’t even look for her for days.”
“I got to go Phillip, there’s a security
guard coming toward me. Goodbye.”
“Hey, you. What
are you doing here?” I know you Manuel De Sota, small
time wanna be hood. What are you doing here?
“I’m visiting a friend, what’s it to you?”
“I want you out of this hotel now. You’re probably
planning on robbing some unsuspecting tourist. Now out.” The security guard was
in fact the second in command for the hotel. He signaled another guard, who
came with a third toward Manuel.
“Get this scum out of here, but first
search him. If you find one thing that looks suspicious, call me and we’ll turn
him over to the police.”
The
two guards grabbed the little man and escorted him to an unmarked door.
“You can’t do this to me. Do you know
who I am?”
The guards never responded, but dragged him along. Some
people stopped and stared, then went along with whatever they were doing.
In their room on the fifth floor which overlooked a beautiful
park with a waterfall, John and Melissa were unpacking. The couple had planned
to be here about two weeks, and as women will do, Melissa packed enough clothes
for a month. John started to unpack Melissa’s second suitcase when he pulled
out the bottoms to her blue bikini, “Honey, I can’t find the top to your suit.”
“What suit?” she asked from the bedroom
of their suite.
“The blue bikini.”
“I didn’t pack it. Women here don’t wear
bathing suit tops unless they are older. I’ll be getting an all over tan.”
“Speaking of a tan, did you notice that I
packed the hairbrush?”
“Yes and the woman at customs gave me a
funny look.. Almost like she knew I didn’t use that
brush on my hair.”
John entered the bedroom and picked up the hair brush that
was lying on the night stand. “This reminds me, it’s time to pay the piper.”
“John we can’t now, people will hear us.”
“I don’t care if they hear you getting a
spanking, besides remember the brochure, these rooms are sound proof.”
“Dam,” she exclaimed as she walked toward
her husband.
“I’m going to spank you now and then I’ll
warm you up after your bath, he explained as he sat on the bed.
“That’s not fair.”
John didn’t say another word. He reached up and pulled
Melissa toward him. He undid the buttons on her shorts and pulled them and her
panties to the floor. The blouse and bra were next. Standing naked in front of
her husband, Melissa started to whine, “can’t you
forget about this just this one time? I should get a break since we are on
vacation.”
“That’s the problem. I’ve been too lenient
with you. Didn’t you overspend your budget for this trip? Didn’t I forgive you when you ran over your
limit on your Visa card? Didn’t I forgive you when you were out with Joy and
got drunk? That’s the problem, I keep letting you get
away with things, but not this. You got a spanking coming and you’re going to
get it. Another thing, I saw a pharmacy downstairs, I want you to go in there
and buy an enema bag.”
“Oh, no I’m not. I’m not buying an enema
bag so you can punish me.”
“OK, I’ll get someone from the hotel to
buy it for me. I’d buy it myself, but I don’t speak French.
“Please don’t, then everyone here will
know that you are going to give me an enema.” After a few seconds, “alright,
I’ll buy the dam enema bag.”
“Good, now over my lap
you.”
John started slapping Melissa’s ass immediately. Working from
one side to the other, John kept spanking, from the top of her cheeks to the
tops of her thighs. The slapping sound echoed all over the suite. Melissa was
starting to sob.
“Please John, it hurts.”
“It’s supposed to hurt you’re being
punished. I will stop slapping you bottom, long enough to grab the hair brush.”
“No, please. I’ve learned my lesson. I
won’t disobey you any more.”
“Not until the next time and twenty five
of these.” He started using the brush, working the hair brush up one side of
her ass and down the other. Melissa was blubbering. The last ten were given on her thighs.
“Now go stand in the corner, hands on your
head. If I catch you touching your self either front or back we start all
over.”
Melissa went to the corner with a bright red backside, which
was no doubt throbbing. John got up and went into the bath area to fill the tub
for his well spanked wife. He ran the water and put in her favorite bubble bath.
He felt bad that he had to spank her while on vacation, but he had been letting
her get away with a lot lately. He checked the water, found the temperature to
her liking and went back into the bedroom.
Melissa was still standing in the corner with her hands on
her head, bright red ass facing out and still sobbing. “Come on your bath is
ready.”
“Are you still going to spank me when I
get out of the bath?”
“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.”
“I’m sorry, John, I really am. You were right, I should have not gone into that bar.”
“Tell you what, I won’t spank you when you
get out of the bath, but I will before your enema tonight providing you go get
the enema bag in the pharmacy when you get out of the bath. You are still going
to get that enema.”
“That’s not a very good trade.”
“It’s the best one you going to get. Is it
a deal?”
“I saw those enema bags too,
do I have to get the one with the big nozzle?”
“Yes, of course. If you bought the one
with the child’s nozzle I’d have made you return it.
“It’s not fair.”
“It’s as fair as you are going to get. Do
we have a deal?”
“I guess so.”
“Good now go get into your bath.”
Melissa went into the bath room and got into the tub. The
water was a little cool so she turned on the hot water. She was relaxing in the
tub when the door bell rang. She paid no attention to it, but when John did not
come and tell her who it was, she called out to him.
John didn’t answer, so Melissa got up put a towel around herself and headed for the front of the suite. When she
walked into the front room, John was lying on the floor. Melissa screamed, “John!”
A man came up behind her and grabbed her, putting his hand
over her mouth. Being an American girl, she began to fight. She brought her
right foot up sharply into her attacker’s groin. He released her and fell to
the floor. A bald headed man slapped her across the face, as she fell the bald
headed man jabbed her through her towel into her buttocks with a needle. She
started to rise, but within seconds her legs would not do what she commanded.
The room started spinning and the bald man’s face went blurred.