Black: Queen b4xa5

Charles reviewed the information he had available. His tech geek was just diving into the details of Caitlyn's texting history, group chats, and social media. Charles was sure that this would keep him extremely busy over the coming days, especially as he already had information about Caitlyn's German friend, Sabine, who was set to be arriving at the airport soon. Charles stared intently at the photo that had gotten before he left, the brunette in question seemed to be extremely fit and apparently was in a women's football league... Charles started to imagine stretching the woman's body to it's limits in all sorts of ways but quickly squashed the errant thoughts. As easy as it would have been to set up some scheme to take her in with the information he had, he had another target that he was in a rush to acquire before anyone else laid their hands on her. Sabine could wait, Ingrid couldn't.

Speaking of which, the bubbly blonde he'd met earlier was easy to pick out in the crowd. She was in the center of the dance floor and apparently the life of the party as she moved her body seductively in front of a man Charles recognized as the bouncer that had taken a break from doing his job to fuck with his work and prospects. Charles entered the crowd and gracefully weaved his way through to the center, tapped the bouncer's shoulder, and told him to go shoot his shot with anyone else as long as he didn't get in his way. When Ingrid twirled back around to the beat of the music, she was startled to find herself standing not in front of the kind man that had offered her a drink and taken her out on the dance floor, but Charles!

"Charles! I-I couldn't find you earlier!" Ingrid exclaimed, startled and immediately explaining herself to the man she might have forgotten about in the heat of the moment.

"Funny, you were incredibly easy to find," Charles chuckled, gently wrapping a hand around Ingrid and pulling her in towards him for this next dance, "I thought you said you never did this sort of thing?"

"I... I said I don't do flings. This is just a dance..." Ingrid said meekly, her face flushing red telling Charles otherwise. She was his whether she realized it yet or not.

"Well then, let's dance," Charles urged Ingrid on.

The pair were the center of attention as Ingrid moved her body to the sound of the music, making no effort to pull away from Charles as the two grinded against each other. Ingrid turned around and put both her hands back around Charles' neck, the young woman excited as she let Charles take the lead. Charles for his part, guided the woman's movements with a firm grip on her waist, making no effort to keep his length from rubbing up against her body. Ingrid bit her lip, knowing full well she was getting herself into something she wouldn't be able to back away from later... and she didn't want to. The song eventually died down and Ingrid found Charles had slowly moved them out to the edge of the dance floor towards the back of the building.

"Let's go, I can take you back to my place," Charles whispered into her ear in a tantalizingly unfamiliar tone. Ingrid was entranced, looking into Charles' deep gaze as he turned her around towards him... she was speechless! But... her heavy breathing, her lustful gaze wandering from the man's face and downward, the way she grabbed his hand... Charles needed no further encouragement as he lead her along away from the crowd and out the back. Ingrid thought to question him as they didn't leave through the main entrance, but then Charles opened up the back of a car parked in a VIP parking spot hidden towards the back of the building...

'Hadn't he had problems even finding this place earlier?' Ingrid thought to herself, but quickly pushed the thought aside as she felt a thrill at Charles pulling her gently into the back of the car. Ingrid was about to ask how they would be getting to his place when she felt the car move the moment Charles closed the door behind her. Looking forward in confusion, Ingrid found that the rear seats were completely isolated from the front except for a small sliding window that was currently close.

"Don't worry, the driver can't see us," Charles said as he wrapped his arm around Ingrid and brought her close. The two stared directly at each other for a moment, the tension rapidly building... until both collided into each other, their kiss deep and passionate. Charles' hands quickly reached down and lifted her crop top up and off his fresh catch, Ingrid too lost in the moment to do much more than raise her hands briefly, embrace Charles again, and allow her undressing continue as Charles ran his hands smoothly up her thighs until each grasped the band of her panties and began to tug them down, down all the way past her ankles to be tossed somewhere in the car. Ingrid found herself leaned fully back against the rear seat of the car, her legs parted around Charles waist as he leaned over her, enjoying the rigid length pressing and sliding against her exposed mound through those silky dress pants. She stared up at the man, her face fully flushed red, her breath deep and erratic, her body trembling in anticipation.

"Are you ready for me to change your world? Do you want me to take you right now, Miss Langen?" Charles asked, his tone unfamiliar to Ingrid but something about the combination of seriousness and desire excited her greatly. She wanted him, he wanted her, and that was about as far as her clouded mind cared at this point.

Ingrid raised her legs up and with her feet on Charles backside urged him closer, "God, yes, take me right now, show me everything I've been missing," Ingrid couldn't see it but she could hear the sound of fabric rustling, felt his hands grip her waist tightly, felt the broad head of his cock line up and push itself up against her folds, "Please, take me, take me right n- Hhhhhhhn, Fffffffuuuuuuck!" Ingrid begged and was immediately granted her wish. Charles began thrusting into his new toy, taking the liberties he was given to saw into her incredibly tight pussy in order to find what made her tick. Charles admired the young blonde as her face twisted in pleasure, her stare back up at him unmistakably begging him to do his worst as her breasts began to sway back and forth in a steady rhythm, her hips thrusting back into his as she began to take his cock all the way to it's base. Charles smiled with the knowledge she would get much more than what she bargained for, enjoying the illusion he had cast on the young slut as she misunderstood his meaning earlier. He would enjoy introducing this young naive girl to her new world as a ****, taken from her old life and introduced to her new role to pleasure and obey whoever held her leash. He braced himself as his new merchandise writhed and screamed in pleasure as she climaxed on his cock, Charles willing himself through the sudden and strong contractions that attempted to bring him along as well... he had far too much he wanted to do with her before they arrived to let go now...

Ingrid cried out again, conscious thought long ago abandoned for the sheer pleasure flowing through her entire body once more. Charles had instructed the driver to park in the corner of the warehouse and wait for him to finish working over the blonde Swede. The **** currently bent over the seat and resting on her elbows with her head pushed up under the rear windshield seized up, her pussy clamping down hard again on his cock, but this time Charles pushed on. This time, Charles joined Ingrid's cries as he fucked the girl into a second climax, then a third! Both of their bodies were covered in sweat, the small amount of lighting leaving both of them glistening in the hot and steamy car as Charles grabbed up Ingrid's ponytail and pulled her firmly back and upright to lean back against him as he came inside her. Slowly but surely, Ingrid's entire body went limp, leaving Charles to gather her up and lift her up so he could sit down, leaving her collapsed, sitting back against Charles still impaled on his cock. She made no movement as Charles leaned over to the side to gather up Ingrid's new attire from the door panel. In it he grabbed her leather restraints, a collar and two pairs of cuffs.

"Now it's time I showed you your new world. I know I'll enjoy it," Charles mused before he wrapped the collar around her neck right over her floating collar. Ingrid stirred slightly, but her body still trembled and jolted slightly, still coming down from her multiple orgasms and exhausted from the several before that. Charles then grabbed up one knee to raise her ankle up into reach, cuffed that, then repeated the process with the other leg.

The blonde captive raise her right hand and weakly tugged at the collar around her neck, her legs limply falling to the floor as Charles switched focus to the raised arm, his practiced movements quickly attaching the new cuff as she spoke in a tired, confused voice, "W-what are you doing?"

"Exactly what you asked for," Charles responded coldly. Reluctantly he would have to get back to business, as much fun as this had been. He quickly grabbed Ingrid's other arm and cuffed the last remaining wrist, before getting up, opening the door to the warehouse, and pulling Ingrid out into the cool, fresh air, "This is your new world now, ****."

Charles admired the young blonde as her face twisted in despair, her stare back up at him unmistakably begging him to grant her a mercy she realized would never come, her body meekly pulling away from Charles even as she knew she had no hope to break away from him. Charles pulled her body up against his, enjoying the realization she was going through as he attached the leash to her collar, then pulled her along deeper into the warehouse to begin her new life as a sex ****. Charles said nothing as he relished in the thought of what was to come, introducing her to her friend Caitlyn and then beginning the process of breaking the young blonde in right in front of the Irish slut could go a long way to furthering his progress here. Regardless it would be entertaining.

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