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Chapter 8 by Legionaire9
What does the business want her to be?
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The voice chuckled as she was stood up and pinned her hands behind her back.
"Not at all. Attendants are worthy slaves and Maz just abandoned you here. You arent worth a damn thing and she is smart enough to know that." As her cheeks burned crimson, Anna watched the dealer approach with a collar and fasten the softened leather around her neck. With startling finality, she was nothing but property. The hands spun her around and she saw the wicked grin of the bouncer as he grabbed her shirt and began cutting it off with a box cutter, moving down to her pants as he continued. Within moments, she had been peeled out of her clothes and was standing in Slocums in nothing but boots. Grabbing the ring of her collar he walked her over to a second door and pushed her through into the pleasure room. Here, men and women who belonged to patrons were often rented out and placed in stations for other guests to use. However much to her surprise, the guard kept walking past the stocks and the wooden horses and the whipping post. Annas mind was racing. She still wasnt restrained. Maybe she could find an opportunity to escape and make a break for the city gates. As she was brought to a stop, she was already focusing on where the exit was.
"Here we are slut. Thisll be your new home from now on."
Shaken from her planning, Anna looked at where she was and froze. It was a oddly shaped table. She didnt have too much time to think on that as the bouncer began wrestling her onto the table. Panicking, she tried to resist, to break free, but he was big and sturdy and had no trouble keeping a grip. With practice hands, he laid her on her back and strapped in her arms and legs. As he stepped back, she thrashed in the restraints.
"That wont do at all. I was gonna be nice, but I can see you are a disobedient slut who needs to be restrained." Reaching around, he grabbed several straps coming off the table and strapped her down. As he continued to cinch down the straps, she lost all hope of escape and turned to the only resort she had left.
"Please..." she was on the verge of tears imagining herself stuck here. "My family can pay. Whatever you want." The bouncer smiled. "Every single person in here has made that same offer. But your parents money wont get you out of this and we are, believe it or not, above board so no one is coming to save your ass...or your pussy... or your sweet little throat little whore." And with that he **** her mouth open and fit her with a very large ring gag. "Now that you've shut up, its time to open your station for business.
Is she doomed?
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A Gamblers Life
All or nothing
Welcome to Decadence. Home of corruption, oppulence, gangsters, and the greatest gamblers the world has ever seen. The rules are simple. Everyone that lives here is granted ten gold coins. These coins can be bought, sold, traded, and gambled away. But beware: lose your last coin and a collar is placed around your neck by the victor. Gather 100 coins and earn the right to challenge the shadowy gamemaster for control of Decadence. Lose and be another forgotten fuckhole.
Updated on Nov 30, 2023
by Legionaire9
Created on May 26, 2023
by Legionaire9
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