Abigail

Traded

The goon at the watchtower loked at the horizon, and saw a spot that coming at them…

“Move, b***h…” He said shoving the head of a captive woman, that was on her knees and pleasurng his phallus with her mouth….

He raises his binocular and then reported with his walkie talkie…

“Watch tower to base…. We have ayatch approaching….” He reported

Any identification visible….? Asked the recepient of the report….

The goon watches through his binocular again, and..

“Oh, s**t…” He said, gulping, panic on his voice before he contact the base once again…

“Base…. We have Dorian’s yatch, come visit….”

That’s all he said before running down the tower, leaving the naked woman, still kneeling on the foor of the tower, hands behind her back, head down, waiting for the goon, of who ever who took his place to come, while the watchman run towards the jetty, waiting for the jetty to come…

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No way…. The man himself… Thought the goon, looking at the renown man as he stepdown his expensive yatch, accompanied by his equaly fame, the former champion, Aaron…

Just them two…? They have deadwish or what…? Thought the goon, surprised to see that only those two disembarked from the yatch, but then he saw four highly trained, ready to kill men, pops out from below the deck…

Oh s**t…! He thought and try to look cool, yet he was trembling to the sight of the men..

“Please Master Dorian… This way…” He said, and escorting the man towards a surf shach bas shed, where there Murad was sitting on a beach chair, with his legs rested cozyly on a back of a naked captive, whose body filled with lashes, cigarette burn marks, cahained and shackled, head down from the heavy metal collar on her neck, her face covered with unkempt hair, and two meters away, her uncleaned body reaped a smelly stench….

“Ah, Master Dorian, what a pleasant surprise…” Said Murad, temporaily stands up, showing his guests their seat, that just opposite him, next to the naked woman being the footrest of Murad, while Burhan stands next to his brother chair, try to look menacing but turn his gaze away when Aaron fixes his eyes on the big man…

“Please…. Have a drink…” Said the head of the pirates, as he sits back on his chair, taking a big cigar, huffing the thick smoke, and tap the ember ash of the cigar to the back of the girl who tries so hard not to move from the heat dropped on her back, While Dorian and Aaron being served by another naked female captives….

“So, what do we owe this pleasure of your visit….” Asked Murad, but his tone shows that he can already guess what his guests come here for….

“Ah, Murad…. Can’t a friend come to visit his fortunated friend…?” Said Dorian, calmly…. Sipping his drink and nod approvingly… “Nice wine…”

“No more fortunate than you, my friend..” Said Murad, pressing the word friend, as he tries to cut to the chase….

“Well, you are fortunate, though, having more income, selling my goods, havent you…” Said Dorian, and looked at Aaron who brought a leather sling bag, put it at the back of the captive girl, and opened the bag…

Murad didn’t even wich when he saw severed head of one of his trusted goons, while the girl tries so hard not to move a muscle, as the blood of the severed head started to seep from the bag and trailed on her back….

“He sings a lot…” Said Dorian… “You know that we can’t have a chirping birds in our midst…. Not good for bussiness… But, he did sig a good tunes….”

Murad looked at his guest sharply…

Why the hesitation, boss…? Thouht the goon escorting the guests….

“And you are kind enough to bring your fleets to deliver this unfortunate bastard to me…” Said Murad that makes the goon looked at the cean and finally saw a group of dark dots that turned to freggate armada….

Oh, s**t…

“I am willing to do bussines with you, Murad. I really am… You don’t have to steal from me…” Said Dorian with icy tone, that gave the naked girl a chill, that even more tense than the one the monstrous brother gave her….

“So, I don’t have any choice than to take my share, from you…. But…. I can be mercifull….. And right now, I am feeling generous….”

Murad grit his teeth to the monologue deliver by this guest…

It was a mockery to him, and being delivered at the face of his underlings….

He know well that he better shut up, or he will have his island decimated by his guest….

But to safe his face, he said…

“No, my friend… I insist on paying…. Name your price….”

Dorian smile and said….

“The head of the one who stole from me….”

Burhan was about to move when Murad raises his hand, that makes urhan back to his position but breathing heavyly, grithing his teeth, eyes wide and filled with anger towards the guests that ignores him completely and looking at his brother instead….

“Surely my friend… we can negociate a price…. Your market value will be proper, right?” Said Murad, tries to bargain….

Dorian smiled, straightened his seat, leaned forward a little and say….

“Well…. Normal market, and, her….” Said Dorian, pointing at the girl that still trying not to move, as she afraid to have the severed head fall off her back….

Murad voice trembles with anger when he answer…

“My friend…. Be reasonable….”

“Market place with the head of the one who stole from me, or you geve her to me….”

For a moment, only sound of crashing waves fills the air, when dorian stands up and said….

“I’ll expect my share to be paid in one month time… Nice doing busssiness with you, my friend… Aaron…”

The drillmaster then stands up, put a leash around the heavy colar of the girl, and the yanked up and pull the girl who trembles as she tries to keep up with the pace of the brown skinned man, towards the yatch….

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The girl just side-seated on the deck of the yatch, her eyes still blank, confused of what just had happened….

It’s all so suddenly….

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“Why…?” Asked Aaron to his master who smiled towards the sea… “Why don’t you press to take the head of Burhan…. We can win, you know… We are ready, we are prepared…”

“And…. Why her…?” Asked Aaron, looking at the scrawny, pale, battered girl who sit motionless on the deck, doesn’t even bother to cover her nakedness that was exposed freely for the two men to see….

“Yes, and there is no fun in that…. Don’t you see his face when I asked for her….? The humiliation, is what I after….” Said Dorian, looking at the battered girl…

“We know how Murad treats his captive…. I can tell that he had something with this one… And I took it from him….”

“She worth nothing, Dorian…” Said Aaron… “You could’ve asked for double or triple payments…”

“Didn’t you once, too…? Aaron….?” Said Dorian that feel like a sharp blade run through the drillmaster’s heart…

“Appologies master, I have spoken out of my mind….”

“Nah…” Said Dorian waving his hand, and then asking his drillmaster to come inside the yatch and have some meal while the girl was sitting mindelessly at the deck….

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At the pirates’s base, Murad looked sharply to his brother that gaze to the sand under his feet…

“You cost’s us a good fortune, Burhan… I’m taking it from your share…” Said Murad, looking at the captive that waited on his guest and said…

“Take her to basment…. I need to train….”

The girl was looking hopeless as the goon bring her to the basement, to be inseterd inside the punching bag….

Mia

The house slaves bowed as Dorian and Aaron stepped off the boat and walked past them along the jetty, where at the end of the line, the female butler of their manor, greet them…

“Master… Welcome…” She greeted the man….

“I see you brought smeone with you…?” She asked, looking at the battered girl who walks wobbly offthe boat…. The butler tries so hard to hide her disapproval….

“Yes, and you’ll take her to our medic, let them treat her, and see what she can do to help around…” Said Dorian as he about to leave when the butler said….

“I believe our staff is adequate, Master….”

Dorian looked at the butler and gave a sigh….

“This is the second time today that I’m being questioned about my judgement….”

And that was enough to ake the butler knoews that her master was annoyed by her question, she bowed, and said…

“Your wish is my command, Master… I will bring the girl now…” She said and then looked at one of the house slave, a girl, whose face seems intriqued by the sight of the new comer who is naked still in shacleds and collared….

“Mia, could you please escort your new colleague to the medic….?” She ordered the cheerful looking girl, who did a curtsy, and then grabbed the battered woman by her lebow and take her to another route that direct’s them to the medic…

“Your chamber is ready, Master…” Said the butler, still bowing appologizingly, that answered with the nod from Dorian, who leaves the butler still feeling frightened that her master would punished her for her rudeness…

Their master was quite an enigma…. He was all joy and pleasant…. And that sometimes makes them forget that he is their master who owns their lives, and he has any right to end their lives right there and then, without having any consequences….

And he seems happy to play around like that….

He is a manipulator….

He is dangerous….

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