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"Yes, there is" said Roger. "If I get tired of you, I'm going to sell you to someone else. Slavery is my line of work, and my way of life. I may even sell your ass pregnant with my baby. Don't go falling in love, or thinking you'll have it made with me. Understand?"

Catherine smiled. Yes, she understood that very well. She easily became bored with things, and craved something new. "I don't care. I'm just here for the excitement and the adventure."

"I can promise you plenty of both. I hope you're also bisexual because I like to watch from time to time."

"I've never done it with another girl before, but I can learn." Catherine's hands were now straying to her breast and pussy. She was getting hotter just thinking about doing it with another girl. She'd often been curious about what it would be like, but never acted on it. Now she was going to be **** to do it, or face the prospects of being sold. "I do have one more question for you. If you do sell me to someone else, will I get to keep all the money I make from helping you capture girls to sell?"

"Yeah, I'll let you keep everything you earn. That would only be fair." Roger added "But I can't say that your new owner will let you do the same. they may take everything from you, and make you start all over again."

"Fair enough. I'll take my chances." She pondered over everything ahead of her. This was something she wanted to happen, something, for some reason, she'd always desired. She liked the idea of being nothing more than a ****, a toy to be used. She came hard in her panties as she thought about it. "If and when you do sell me, don't tell me about it. Let it come as a surprise."

"You are a real piece of work, Cat. It's almost like you thought this whole thing out before we met" Roger chuckled.

"Maybe I did" she replied. "Maybe the **** life is something I've always wanted. I love the thought of being used."

"Oh, I'll use you a lot, in different ways. I may even pimp your ass out to some friends, or maybe total strangers."

Catherine laughed. "Damn you! You sure know how to make me horny!"

"Oh, that's not all. To get the top spot as my new number one, you're gonna have to fight my current number one. You have to prove yourself worthy." Roger drove past the aqueducts, and headed out of town.

"What kind of fight?" Cat was curious.

"Let's just say you're gonna have to learn how to eat pussy in a hurry. It'll be a strip match. Submission is making the other girl cum. If you make her cum, you're the winner. But if she makes you cum, it'll be a while until you get a rematch. You'll also have to serve her without question, just like you would me." Roger turned off onto a dirt road that led back to a large patch of woods.

Catherine once again had something to think about. Either way she would be a winner. If she lost, she'd be used by Roger and his number one until Roger let her try to redeem herself with another fight. If she won, she would still be used by Roger, but she would have Roger's old number one to use for herself. Both options made her tingle inside. "I'll try my best to win, but there's no harm in losing. Either way I get my heart's desire."

"We're almost at your new home" said Roger, as he pulled the car into a clearing that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He opened the glove box and took out a remote. When he pressed a button, the ground in front of them suddenly opened up. Down under the ground he drove, stopping to close the concealed hatch behind them. Down the spiraling tunnel they drove, surrounded by concrete walls on either side, until finally it leveled off and opened into a rather spacious parking area.

Catherine looked around her in awe. "What is this place?"

"It's an old, abandoned missile silo that was converted into an underground housing complex" Roger answered. "I just happen to be the lucky owner."