King's Rook's Pawn h7 > h5

Hector gripped the young blonde's hips tightly as he relished every moment of breaking her in. Her moans and cries through her gag, the way she still squirmed as if to resist or escape, and especially the way she tensed and shuddered as he brought her to climax once more. Hector looked up and noticed directly across from him Caitlyn sitting on her knees as she was **** to watch him take her friend from behind, the ginger's gaze rapidly switching back and forth from Ingrid's blushing face with a look of deep concern up to his with... hell if he could tell, he couldn't stop looking down at Caitlyn's assets as he continued to steadily plow into Ingrid, though it didn't look like the typical hatred some of their previous catches usually showed. Hector for one couldn't figure out why they didn't just line both of them up and continue to break her in alongside her friend... or maybe he was just annoyed that he couldn't have both of them back to back. Charles insisted that Caitlyn not be touched until he said so and that was that.

Still though, Charles didn't say anything about not having fun with the situation. Without a second thought, he gripped Ingrid's ponytail and firmly pulled her up and back until her back leaned against him. He enjoyed her smooth, hot, and sweaty form pressing up against his chest as he leaned in over her shoulder, putting his face right next to hers, "Your friend is the best, the way she clamps down right before she seizes up," Hector spoke to Caitlyn as he wrapped an arm around Ingrid to rest two fingers across her clit, "I can't wait to haul in the rest of your friends, line them all up, and get a whole choir going up in here. Really curious to see who squeals the loudest... my bet is on that yank, what was her name..." Hector made a point to look as if he were pondering his own question right as he began to press his fingers against Ingrid's button, rubbing in a circular motion that definitely got Ingrid to notice, "... ah, right, it was Jessica, right?" Hector answered himself as he looked directly into Caitlyn's eyes. Ingrid began to twist and turn in place, Hector's ministrations already having their effect on her, "I think I'll have a nice long session with her when we finally track her down. I hope she's just as fiery as she was described, I'd love to- ohhh?" Hector paused as he felt Ingrid begin to shake and shudder, her silky hot folds tightening around his cock as he heard the blonde start to moan, softly at first but rapidly gaining volume to a full throated cry into her gag. Enjoying the moment to the last, Hector picked up his pace until as Ingrid reached her peak he himself finished inside her. While Ingrid's heavy breathing could be heard by everyone, Hector recovered enough to quip, "Don't worry sweet thing, we'll make sure both of you are well taken care of as well. We'll build such a wonderful symphony with you, all your friends, and everyone else we claim before we're done here," and with that, Hector quickly pulled free of Ingrid and got back to his feet, leaving the Blonde crumpled on the floor with her hands bound behind her back, ready for her next partner.

Outside the notice of anyone else present, Charles smirked to himself as he watched the next of his henchman kneel behind Ingrid, grabbing up her hips and pulling them up into alignment. Most of his men were reliable enough... mostly... but Hector had a flair for the dramatic once he got going. While that usually meant he kept him back at the warehouse to break in their catches, perhaps he could make use of that dramatic flair to whip some of his other associates into shape and accelerate their operations. Charles reached down to pull his phone from his pocket just as he heard that familiar gasp of breath from Ingrid quickly followed by the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Charles waited as he listened to the call ring a couple times before finally the call went through.

"**** Caribbean, this is Ram-"

"Ramon, I'm sending you one of my men, he has some information on some girls and I'd like for you and him to work together on pulling in as many as you can. I assume the normal cut is acceptable?"

"Huh? Oh, sure, sure! Though... I might have one request..." the shopkeeper timidly began his request before being cut off.

"Ask it quick, I'm busy," Charles responded sharply, he didn't have time for this.

"Caitlyn, the redhead I showed you earlier, I was wondering if I could..." Ramon timidly broached his request.

"Help bring in another catch and you can have a go with her," Charles said firmly, looking down at the woman who's leash he held firmly in his other hand. It was only for a moment, but he briefly saw her eyes flicker up towards him. Good, she needed to hear how she would be used and traded around and even more she needed to maintain her discretion by not protesting or pleading. She was well on her way to earning him a hefty payment sometime in the future.

"Wha... really? Ok, you got it, send your man over and I'll work with him as soon as he's here," Ramon responded excitedly.

Charles terminated the call immediately, slipping his phone back into his pocket as he watched Ingrid bounce back and forth with each thrust, her breathing beginning to become erratic once more as her eyes glanced up at him with a look of pure contempt... at least until her eyes rolled up towards the ceiling and her entire body went rigid before she slumped forward. Caitlyn was a genuine find, a catch that was already submissive and obedient from the first, but by the end of this little operation he was determined that the rest of her friends would be equally tamed before the auction... and he would love every moment of preparing them for it.

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