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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“SUE”

It was a beautiful Wednesday morning. As wonderful of a fuck Dave had given me the night before, I was still anticipating getting Carlos’ cock back into me. He was due back today from fixing his problems with his mules and I couldn’t wait for him to come by to see me. It’s hard to explain; Dave is a much better fuck, but I guess it was Carlos’ controlling manor and the fact that he wasn’t my actual live-in boyfriend that made our sessions seem so much more volatile.

But even as I thought about his girth, I still had this nagging fear in the back of my head that he was going to piss me off and force me to show him my loyalty to Dave. I was so tried by my love for Dave and my thirst for my new power over him, that I just couldn’t bring myself to think as much as I know I should about how emasculating Carlos was becoming towards him. Carlos already had gathered two strikes against him and that was enough to have gotten me to muse over what I would do if he was dumb enough to take that third swing.

As I sat at the table twirling Dave’s capsule in my fingertips, I realized I was smart enough to at least be prepared for the eventuality if it should come about. That’s when the bogus bust that had sent us running for the deep south in the first place came back to mind. I puzzled over why I didn’t consider that his third strike and decided it had to be because without that ruse, I would never have found the satisfying power of controlling another persons sexual actions. Never in my life had I ever cum as hard and as often as I had since coming down here three weeks ago. And all the things that had transpired since falling for Carlos would always get me hot just thinking about them. Allowing him to pass me off to his workers to fuck as they wanted had been a major turn-on despite the pain and disgust associated with it. But my favorite part was still the fact that I could get Dave to do the most deviated sexual practices imaginable, and not lose his love while I fingered myself over his humiliation.

As I stared down at the capsule I realized that our time with Carlos was limited and that the reality of our situation meant that we would soon be parting ways. I already had a pretty good idea of what I was going to do when the time did come to flee with Dave, but I was still formulating how to get away from Carlos’ grip on us and still be breathing. The incident with the cops and Dave stayed fresh in my mind over his power. And that thought reminded me that anything I might do to neutralize Carlos would have to be done with federal authorities and not the locals. I had quite a bit of information now thanks to John’s conversations with me yesterday, but I still needed to know a little more. I was thinking at the moment that we still had several weeks of servitude to Carlos, but little did I know how hard he was going to work to prove me wrong.

I knew I had to start preparing Dave, so I decided to bring him off his fixes of morphine. I opened the capsule in my fingers and poured almost half of its’ contents out into a napkin and tucked it away for later. Knowing that Dave wasn’t going to get his whole fix meant I had to be prepared to have a guy around for several days that would surely be on the rag… nonstop.

My train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door. I saw Heather peering in at me through the side glass and trotted to let her in. She was all bubbly and said she woke up horny as a goat to play with Dave as we had talked about the day before. She seemed so dismayed when I told her he wasn’t awake yet. At first she wanted to wake him up, but then looked at me with a very seductive frown. She didn’t have to say another word, I knew what she was thinking. It was of no surprise at all when she came over to me and straddled my legs to sit on my lap. We stared at each other for several moments and then started the most passionate kiss we ever shared. She ran her tongue all around my mouth and ran her hands up the sides of my torso, under my top.

Feeling her fingertips trace along the outside of my taut mounds got me instantly wet and horny enough to fuck her right there. And when she let her thumbs toy with my nipples I almost melted. Heather was one hundred percent all girl, but she was taking the dominant lead and I was all too happy to let her. I felt so wonderful under her touch and she wasn’t doing that girly thing of hesitating at every motion to see if I was going to approve or not. And the more I sat back and let her have at me, the more aggressive she got with me. It was only a short time before she pushed my top up and over my head to expose my girls to her, and when she had gotten that far so easily, she must have decided I was all for whatever she had in mind.

She sucked and licked her way down the side of my face and neck, along my nape and onto my tits. She spent several minutes manipulating my tits and suckling at my nipples while making them engorge themselves to display my pleasure to her. When she started to lick at the bottom sides of my boobs, she dropped through my knees and onto her own as she slid down between my legs. I was hoping she could lick at my chest all day until I realized as she licked along my belly to my navel that her hands were beginning to fumble with the shorts I had thrown on. It was obvious that she wanted to go seeking a little girl honey… and I wasn’t going to stop her. Dave may still be the king of giving a girl head, but I couldn’t wait to find out just how good Heather might be at it. I had always been shy about letting a girl see me close up before, but this time when my shorts were pulled off, my legs spread as quick as they would for any boy.

Heather seemed to marvel at my baldness and slowly licked her way down the outside crease of my left leg, then back up the right side. She gave me a very devilish look just as she went for my clit and bit it ever so slightly. She alternated between chewing on me and sucking away at it until I twitched uncontrollably. Heather was having so much fun making my ass bob all around trying to elicit a moment of relief from her oral taunts.

It was about this time that I noticed her fingers were trying to sneak their way into my slit. I tried to relax to help her out, but her damn tongue kept me so on edge that she was making it very difficult. I didn’t even realize that my legs were now wrapped around her back and was pulling her into me.

Then, as quick as all this had started, she pulled back from me, grinned and asked, “Shouldn’t we get Dave in on this? It would drive him crazy.”

I answered, “It sure the fuck would. Especially if he only gets to watch.”

I quickly shucked my shorts off my feet and headed into the bedroom with Heather. At first we stood at the bottom edge of the bed and made out standing up. I took the opportunity to take a real good feel of her crotch by running my hand up under her skirt. It was somehow comforting to see that she was still as bald as I was and already soaking wet herself. I grabbed the crotch of her panties and yanked them away from her body until they fell to the floor by themselves. I got overly anxious to see this pretty parcel of sex that I gripped her tube top and pulled it down to meet her skirt. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and yanked both pieces of clothing to the floor. I instantly caught a whiff of her pussy and when I looked up I had the best look of another girls cunt in my life. Being shaved bald made every nuance of her labia and clit stand out like I had never seen before.

Dave stirred beside us and brought us back to earth. I grabbed her by her hips, spun her around, and pushed her roughly onto the bed. It was hard enough of a landing to wake him up just in time to see me jumping between her legs as I raised them into the air. We stared at each other as I made a big production out of nuzzling my way down into her smooth little slit , and his eyes went wide open as he saw me get ready to eat my first real pussy. I already had been between her legs, but this time was so much more about the two of us making love.

I ran my tongue right up between her labia hard enough to part her lips enough so I could see her hole very clearly as I went for a second lick. Her taste wasn’t nearly as strange as the first time I tasted her. When I saw her making herself more comfortable and it was clear she was appreciating my efforts, I settled in and ran my hands up to grope at her tits. Her nipples were already as hard as marbles and her arms arched up over her head. Heather stared at Dave as he watched me eating her out. She made a comment about him looking so left out.

Just then the bedroom door banged opened and in walked Carlos. That was nothing compared to the fright we had when we saw he wasn’t alone. There was another man with him and just a little bit bigger. He looked South American and we would find out later that he was indeed Columbian. Carlos didn’t give us a chance to say a thing, but he had plenty to say to us.

“Keep eating the bitch, you’re doing a marvelous job.” He turned to the other man as I slowly tried to get back into what I was doing and said, “See, I told you he was a pussy. Two of the hottest girls you’ll ever see and he’s just laying there.”

Carlos introduced the other guy as Juan, and then to my horror, as the guy that might be interested in buying Dave as a trinket to bring back home. I bolted upright and tried to set him straight, but Carlos got angry at me for talking instead of eating Heather as I had been told. He stared at me menacingly until I started kneeling down again and half-heartedly started chewing on her clit. I eyeballed Heather to see she was just as horrified at what he had said herself. It suddenly dawned on me to look at Dave and saw he was turned away staring at the wall.

Carlos came around to his side of the bed, stripped his belt off, and doubled it up. I’d never seen this brutal side of him before, but the look in his eye made me quite aware of what he intended to use the belt for, and I was torn between what I was supposed to be doing and what I ought to be doing.

Carlos demanded Dave to get up and show Juan how good of a blowjob he could give. When Dave didn’t move he raised the belt, pulled down the sheet and slammed the leather against his bare thigh. Dave screamed out and winced in pain, but didn’t move from the bed. Heather and I both started to beg him to leave Dave alone, but he turned his ire on us and out of fear we went back to our previous positions.

It was then that he leaned down towards Heather’s crotch to whisper in my ear. He said very quietly, “I’m just having a little fun with him. Be a good girl, help me out, and show Juan how much you love girls.”

I turned just enough to look at his face, but I really didn’t believe him. I quickly decided that if I helped out that maybe things would go easier for Dave. I thought for a second and winked at Heather so she would play along, but I knew that in the back of my mind that Carlos had already stated his true intentions. I backed away from Heather and took a quick look at Juan to see he had a raging hardon and had been watching me in Heather’s crotch. I gave a wicked little smile and pushed on Dave’s back to jostle him out of the bed.

“You heard your owner, do your job or we’ll all get in trouble.”

Dave was pissed and turned to look at me. In total defiance and hatred for me, he got up and looked at Juan for the first time. Carlos grabbed him by the arm and dragged him around the foot of the bed to place him in front of Juan. Then I felt a tremendous stinging on my ass as I felt the swat from his belt myself. I was ordered to help keep Juan very happy. For the moment I had no real choice and started to go along with it all. I went to work on her cunt as best as I possibly could and would shoot seductive eyes towards Juan as I watched Dave getting coaxed to his knees. Dave was as undecided as I was as to what was really happening, but he was so pissed off at me now that he must have decided to do a good job to piss me off. That would prove to be a very big mistake.

Juan saw me looking at Dave and turned just enough so I could see him take his cock into his mouth. Heather started to assume that since Carlos had whispered to me and I had winked at her that everything was all right. So the next thing I knew, she was interjecting a dominatrix theme into it and demanding a better job of me. She started rubbing her pussy up hard at my lips and saying the nastiest things she could think of, many of which involved pitting Dave’s talents against mine.

The more that Heather got into it, the more turned on Juan was getting. As I peeped over at them, I could see Juan was getting very aggressive with Dave’s mouth and he was holding his head in place by his hair. Dave was starting to choke, froth from his mouth, and tears were welling up in his eyes. Dave was having a very hard time keeping up to Juan’s desires and soon I could hear him openly crying. He couldn’t breathe enough and Juan was going way too rough with him. That prick Carlos wasn’t helping out at all with his comments to really take him for a test ride. I had never seen Dave crying before because of a blowjob, so I knew he must really be getting tormented.

It seemed like Heather and Juan were locked in a race to see who could outdo the other. About this time she started pulling on my hair to get me to munch on her harder and deeper. All I could do was lift her legs which opened her even more for me. It did give me a better view of what was happening to Dave though, so I went with it. I noticed Heather’s eyes were fixed on the cock being forced in and out of Dave’s lips and the sight of it was driving her wild. She wrapped her legs tightly around my head and made it evident that she was about to have a massive orgasm. I could no longer see Dave, but I heard Juan telling Carlos that he was about to feed his new boy. I was so fucking involved with eating Heather to completion that I barely understood the evil intent in his last statement.

Heather shuddered like crazy as her legs fell away from my head and back to the bed. I looked over while I fingered her through her last gyrations and saw Dave’s eyes bugging out. Tears streamed from his eyes and there was so much froth on his chin that I wondered if it were cum dripping from him. But Juan was still working his hips into his face really hard, so I knew he hadn’t shot his load yet. I started praying he would finish quickly for Dave’s sake. I looked at the twisted mess of a face Juan was sporting and became so afraid to think that there was even the most remote possibility that this man might actually be here to purchase Dave. And what was worse was his look was one that clearly showed how masculine he felt fucking another guy’s face. He was obviously very happy with what he was getting from Dave.

Finally his tempo changed and it was becoming evident that he was ready to cum. Dave needed air really bad and tried twisting his head away so hard, but Juan held him in place as he started the all-telling grunting that told us all he was relieving himself into Dave’s mouth. I watched Dave struggling to swallow despite needing air even more. Juan called him a top shelf faggot and finally gave him some air. A huge glob of cum dropped on the floor and when Juan saw it he pushed his head to the floor and demanded that he lick it off the carpet. Between gulping for air, he did as he was told. For the first time I could see Dave’s own cock as he sat back up on his knees. He wasn’t hard, nor soft, so I had no idea what he thought about all this now.

And then all hell broke loose. I saw Juan nod his head to Carlos and he suddenly dropped a black hood over Dave’s head and tied off the rope attached to it. Dave started to fight for his life as we all realized that it hadn’t been a game. It was all for real and Dave had just been auditioned for sale, then sold. Heather and I both screamed to let him go. The door kicked open and John walked in when he heard us screaming. He quickly sat on Dave and tied his hands behind him. I started crying and promising anything and everything to Carlos to stop what was happening. When I stood to get in his face I got the hardest backhand imaginable. I wasn’t a match for any of these men, and all I could do was cry for his release and try to say I was sorry for everything to Dave. John threw Dave over his shoulder, still nude from last night except for the hood, and walked out of the bedroom. I watched in horror as Dave was walked out of my life, sold as nothing more then a sex slave, a piece of property.

Juan and Carlos stayed behind to calm us girls down and warn us both to keep things in perspective. Carlos tried to placate me by saying it was just for a quick visit to Juan’s house, but I knew he was lying. It was then that Carlos made his fatal mistake. He turned to Juan and said, “Now you can release my shipment. My men will off load it tonight.”

I turned in total disbelief, but I knew exactly what I was going to do. I just cried into my hands until they decided Dave would be quieted down in the car and left after one final warning for us to behave. Just as the door closed I heard Juan saying he wanted the ship ready to leave port by five in the morning.

For the life of me, I would never figure out why Carlos thought I would just sit back and watch him sell my boyfriend into slavery to be whisked away to Columbia. I told Heather that we had to work fast and we made record time in getting dressed.

“DAVE”

I laid there in total shock. John had obviously just thrown me bare ass into his car trunk and closed the lid. Every last fear I had had since Carlos first made his intentions overt was true. I had just shown my apparently new owner how good of a blowjob I could give, and now I was going to be his property. Three weeks ago I was living a very pleasant life with my sweetheart without a care in the world, and now I was headed for a foreign country sure to be tortured to a slow death.

And what of Sue? I knew I would never see her again and despite all she had participated in putting me through, I still loved her and wished for one last look at her.

“SUE”

Heather knew all hell was breaking loose and as I grabbed everything I could find that might suggest that Dave and I ever lived there, she called a guy friend of hers to help us out. He was big and bad, and she said was a perfect match for what we were facing. I quickly let her in on my knowledge of the ship at Pier Six, the large shipment that evidently was just freed up in exchange for Dave as a personal bobble for Juan, and that I had a very good idea of where Carlos lived.

We left the house and met her friend, Danny, in the mall parking lot. After a very quick rundown of the situation, I told him we needed to get that ship at Pier Six busted, and Carlos held for it at the same time. We didn’t have time to make any deals, so we were going to have to do it anonymously, but in a very believable fashion. We rented a hotel, called the DEA, and I was amazed to find that the Agent Ramiris that I talked to already knew about Carlos, including where he lived. I told them that my boyfriend and I had both been held as sex slaves and that Dave was going to be on the same ship along with the drugs. I also told them the location of all the safe houses I knew and that our lives had been irrevocably changed. I begged him that in exchange for the information that he just let Dave and I leave. After a very long hesitation, he said as long as the info I gave him had been true, he’d work something out. He told me I should call him the next day and if they found Dave that I could pick him up.

We all talked about what we should do and the only thing we could come up with was to hide out by the pier until the bust went down. With the size of the long shore men hanging out, I was sure glad that Danny was around. It was at least three hours after my phone call that I really started to worry. Danny pointed out a horrible suggestion that they may have considered my call a prank. But since the agent knew about Carlos already I prayed that he was going to work my tip. I was just about to look for a phone booth to give the agent another call when a number of cars pulled alongside the ship, accompanied by six police cars.

I had put the thought of what might have been done to Dave out of my mind until now, but I was shaking all over now that the bust was happening. Heather freaked the hell out of me when she brought up the fact that the cops might not even find any drugs. We were about two blocks from the main gangway of the ship, and a half hour passed without the smallest sign of things going our way. Then another cop car came up and a dog was brought out. I was divided between shaking with the fear that they hadn’t been able to find anything and jubilance that the dog would find something for sure.

It was still another half hour before anything else happened. But then two men were brought down the gangway in cuffs. I couldn’t wait any longer and Heather was getting antsy with me over my condition, so we said goodbye to her friend for helping else and walked toward the ship. When we got near the ship a cop came over to us and asked us to move on. That’s when I asked to see Agent Ramiris. At first he looked at me like he was going to arrest me, but then he radioed to someone looking for the agent in charge. About two minutes later a man walked down the plank, took one look at me and asked, “You must be the girl that call me earlier?”

I answered that I was indeed the girl and asked if he had found Dave. He smiled and told us to follow him. He led us up the flank, across the deck of the ship, and down three sets of stairs. As we walked up the plank several more cruisers showed up at the dock, just in time for the agent to tell us they had hit pay dirt. We walked to what seemed like the end of the ship and it kept getting darker along the way. Then as we went through a doorway, the lights got brighter and about twenty men were all sitting on the floor in handcuffs, all in a row. I took them to be the deck hands.

The agent led us over to the middle of the men and asked which one was Dave. My heart had instantly sank and I got faint. I heard Heather tell the agent that Dave was a white guy around twenty, and all the guys sitting down were Latinos. He told us that they were still searching the ship, but they hadn’t found any white guys yet. I started crying profusely and held onto Heather’s shoulders as I tried to beg God to give Dave back to me. Heather whispered for me to look at the third man from the right that was sitting down. Through the tears in my eyes I turned and caught him looking at the far end of the room we were in. I tried to get my eyes to focus, and when they did, I saw one little door. I thought that it might be a closet or something and when I looked back at Heather she was smiling like crazy.

In a flash I put it all together that the man was looking towards the door out of a guilty conscience and ran for it. Agent Ramiris yelled for me to stop and one of the cops watching the row of men tried to catch me. The cop was trying hold on to me and when the agent caught up he asked if the door had been searched yet. I calmed down as I heard him say he didn’t think so. The agent opened the door and we saw it led to another set of stairs. The agent called for two more officers to accompany us all down the stairs; naturally they couldn’t prevent me from pushing my way to the front. At the bottom of the stairs was another closed door and I slammed it open. One of the cops was trying to grab me until he saw what I saw. There on the floor was Dave, still wearing the hood he had been dragged away in, hands cuffed behind him, still nude other than that. I man had been standing in front of him and as he pulled away his cock fell from Dave’s mouth. They had cut a large hole in the front of the hood so that they could abuse him as they wanted.

I ran to Dave and tried to untie the rope holding the hood closed around his neck. There were four men around the room getting arrested while I tried to untangle the knots. I felt so ill when I saw Dave had no understanding about what was going on. He kept opening his mouth as if waiting for the next man to enter him. As I finally got the last knot undone, I saw a good reason for his stupor. At the base of his nose was a sloppy mess of coke powder, froth, and remnants of cum. Even before I got the hood off his head I understood that they had fried him on cocaine and had probably been taking turns assaulting him since he got to the ship. The whole bottom of the hood was a gooey mess and as I looked around the floor I saw an unbelievable amount of cum spots. I wanted to cry as I hugged Dave’s head against my own and saw directly in front of him a fairly large amount of cum. It was too big to have been sprayed from a guy standing up. It had to mean that it was from Dave at some point during his assaults.

Dave couldn’t stand yet and I asked the agent if he could get the cuffs off of him. Luckily his keys worked on them and Dave’s arms fell to his side when they were released. After several minutes I finally assured the agent that he didn’t need an ambulance. One of the cops came up to us with some pants and a shirt he found somewhere and handed them to me and Heather. I started to get him dressed as Heather took the agent to one side to plead for him to release us so we could take care of Dave. She pointed out that if he went through anymore that he might never be able to put suicide out of his mind.

The agent walked over to us as I struggled to get the pants on him. I could see he felt so sorry for what had obviously happened to him already. He told us to keep our mouths shut and do as we were told. He then went to one of the officers who came over to us and told us he would help us off the ship. Just then a cop came back with a pair of shoes he yanked off the feet of one of the men who had been assaulting Dave. We put them on him and helped Dave to his feet. It took us almost ten minutes to finally get down the plank and we were escorted to a plain marked car. Thinking that we were under arrest I resisted getting in, but Heather told me the agent had promised his help. In just a couple of minutes Agent Ramiris came half running down the gangway and got behind the wheel.

As we drove away he asked if we were going to be able to stay on the straight and narrow. I assured him we would never come close to anything like this again. He told us that Carlos was arrested even before they came to the ship on an open warrant and that they had found four cargo nets full of pot ready to unload as soon as it got dark. He said it was probably close to two tons of weed.

I was just about to ask where we were going when he pulled into a motel parking lot. He went into the office and came back a few minutes later and got back in the car. He turned around, handed me a room key, gave me five hundred dollars in what he called reward money, and told us we had better be there tomorrow night when he came back for us. The look on his face told me that he wasn’t ever expecting to see any of us again. I smiled and thanked him profusely. Heather gave him a huge kiss on the cheek to back me up.

As soon as the door to our room shut, we agreed we would get a good nights sleep and head out in the morning. Heather told us that we would have to go it alone because she wasn’t ready to leave her hometown. I was going to miss her sorely. After we got Dave a bath and checked him out, we put him to bed. He was out in a flash and Heather and I used the other bed for most of the night saying our goodbyes to each other. I felt bad, like I was actually cheating on Dave, but I had to be close to this girl that had come to mean so much to me. Besides, if Dave worried about me making out with Heather after this day, he had his priorities all screwed up.

Heather left about two in the morning and we walked to the bus station in the morning. Dave seemed in a major fog and simply followed my lead all the way onto our bus. We headed west half way across the country. Dave finally smiled for the first time in two days when I gave him the napkin that held the other half of his fix from the day before. I told him I had spirited away a two week supply. When I saw him frown at the thought of running out, I couldn’t help but tease to tease him.

“Don’t worry hon, I’m sure you can find someway to earn some more by the time it runs out.” I gave him my devilish grin and let him know the new adventure was only beginning. He stared at me for a moment and then grinned as he lapped up the powder from the napkin.

There you go folks. That ends the Carlos series; the series that introduced you to Dave and Sue and showed you how their life really changed for the benefit of all those of you that read about them. But now the story goes more like Sue and Dave, because after all she’s the one in charge now. With her wealth of knowledge about what Dave would now do, or should I say, put up with doing, Sue was fantasizing all the way to Texas about what they would soon fall back into.

Look for the spin-off series starting in about a month. It’ll be called My Cuckold Toy.

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