1. #5
After my imprisonment I swore that no one else would make me a slave, but I was alone, with no allies, and had to choose.
Thankfully, I still had sums of money in offshore accounts, and fled one night, disappearing like a wisp of smoke into the air.
With that, I left Korea behind me and never returned.
As to what became of The Madame, I have no idea.
Perhaps she found a way to gain her freedom, or perhaps she still lives a life of bondage.
Maybe our paths will cross again someday, but who knows what the future holds.
From there I bounced from country to country.
Eventually, I discovered the perfect front for my illicit activities: a massage parlor.
Having learned from my mistakes, I hired only female assistants, and once they outlived their usefulness, they became product as well.
I also learned that there were other ways of getting my client’s money beyond mere payment, and learned how to lift their wallet when their backs were turned and how to access their most precious secrets.
Still, I was learning much about this new world of masters and slaves, of ropes and gags.
There was much competition out there, and I had attracted the gaze of many, though I was not aware of it.
My enemies would strike when my guard was down, and many times I would arrive at a parlor and find that they had taken my girls from me, or were lying in wait to grab me as well.
As time wore on, I learned to live a nomads life, to set up a shop in an area, drain what I could, and move on.
By the time my marks realized that I had stolen everything they had, I was gone, fleeing to a new country or town.
Of course there’s much more, but you aren’t interested in my trials and tribulations, are you, Lin? What you want to know is about your sister Janna, and how she fell into my clutches?
As it happens, my path led me to America.
I found myself in Miami, setting up a new parlor, looking for women to be hunters with me as well as the hunted.
I had checked myself into a local resort and was lounging by the pool in a small, black one-piece bathing suit.
It was low-cut, accentuating my breasts, and had a thong back to show off my firm buttocks.
Hotels and resorts were prime hunting grounds, both for women who could become product and for men looking to indulge themselves.
As I was laying on my stomach, sunning my cheeks, I saw her come out by the pool.
She was striking, her light brown hair seeming to radiate in the Florida sun.
Her maroon bikini seemed too small for her, as if those magnificent breasts of hers would fall out if she moved too fast.
Her curves did not stop there, and the thong bottom she wore looked like it was being devoured by that sweet, plump rear of hers.
I was surprised at first to see an Asian woman with such a figure but after seeing you, Lin, I now understand that it runs in the family.
I was lounging in sunglasses, so my prey wouldn’t see that I was watching them, but as soon as I saw her come out by the pool I knew she would be the one.
Janna was completely unaware that I was watching as she found a lounge chair and spread her towel over it.
As I watched, I became aware that she was watching me, her eyes flitting over to my thonged rear end as she made a show of applying tanning lotion to her breasts.
Her cleavage bounced and shone in the bright sun as she massaged the lotion over them, and every male eye fell on her, but she was looking to catch just one person: me.
I pretended to yawn, as if I had just woken up from a nap, and made a show of looking around the pool.
She seemed disappointed at this, as if her show was for nothing, and then laid on her stomach on her towel to sun those sweet buns of hers.
With her guard now down, I stood, gathered my things, and pretended as if I was leaving, making sure to pass by her chair as I did.
“You’ll get burned.” I murmured, stopping to gaze at her rear end.
“What?” She squinted up at me.
“I said you’ll get burned.” I lowered my glasses and watched as she met my eyes.
She looked back at the curve of her ass and up at me.
“Here…” I took off my glasses, hung them by the front of my suit, and then sat at her side and squirted some lotion onto my palms.
Her glutes stiffened as I set my hands on them.
“Relax dear, I just want to preserve that beautiful skin of yours.” I cooed, and began to rub the lotion over her backside.
She introduced herself as Janna, her eyes flitting from my eyes to my breasts as I rubbed the lotion onto her ass and then her upper thighs. My hands are magic, and I used them to their full extent to mesmerize your sister.
“You really know how to make a girl relax.” She smiled at me.
“This is just a taste, you should visit my parlor. I know so many ways to make you relax.” I smiled at her.
“Is it close?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Very close…” I licked my lips as I finished applying the lotion to her.
I knew I had Janna in the palm of my hand.
She rose and followed me away from the pool, the eyes of every man on us as we left.
No doubt they were all fantasizing about what we would do to each other behind closed doors.
Of course, so was your sister, but not even she could imagine what I had in store for her, and how many of those man fantasizing about us could enjoy her, for a price.
We got to my parlor and into one of the rooms, where I instructed her to disrobe to her comfort level.
Janna met my gaze, reached behind her back, and undid her bikini top, slowly letting it fall down her shoulders to expose those beautiful breasts of hers.
With those wide, beautiful eyes of hers still on me, she sat on the table obediently.
“I pioneer a new form of relaxation, would you like to try it?” I asked, stepping over to a cabinet.
“Very much.” She batted her eyes at me.
From the cabinet I withdrew several restraints, and I watched her eyes light up at the sight of them.
It seems that Janna was no stranger to being bound, and like a good little pet let me secure her hands behind her back.
She moaned and sighed as she did, and after her wrists were secured, I allowed myself to reach around her and cup those wondrous breasts of her.
Her nipples were hard against my skin as I nuzzled her neck, and I could feel the yearning inside of her.
Then I slipped a larger restraint just below her breasts, over her biceps, and secured it across her shoulders, ensuring that her arms would stay pinned.
Then I moved to her legs, securing them together at the ankle and thigh.
All the while I could feel Janna trembling under my touch, in anticipation of what would come next.
After I bound her thighs, I drew a finger up along the inside of them, and felt the front of her bikini bottoms.
She gasped and leaned forward, wanting me, begging me to take her.
I clasped my hand over her mouth, reached down, and undid the knot on her hip securing one side of the bikini.
“Hrrrmmmpph…” She moaned into my palm as I reached for the other knot.
Once the bikini was untied, I pulled it out from between her legs.
“Mmmph!” She cried, pressing her thighs together almost in an attempt to control her lust.
Then I lifted a small, white cloth, and she opened her mouth, begging for it. I stuffed it between those sweet lips of hers, and drew forward a roll of white tape and pressed it over her mouth, forming a seal over the stuffing.
Janna moaned and sighed as I wrapped layer after layer of the tape around her mouth, effectively silencing her. Once she was gagged, I stepped back and admired the bound and muffled woman, her breasts heaving up and down with anticipation of what I would do next.
“Now, let’s see what we’re working with.” I stepped over to her purse, which was resting next to the table, and sat down next to her while rifling through the contents.
“Whmmmff?” She questioned, eyes widening.
“Oh hush, you won’t be needing any of these things anymore.” I smiled, withdrawing her wallet.
“Ummmph mmmph! Hmmph!” She nudged me, now straining against her bonds.
I took out her driver’s license and sat it down next to me, then removed several credit cards.
“Hmmmpph mmmph! Sttthhp!” She bumped me again but I ignored her as I continued going through her things.
“Don’t worry, once I’ve emptied your accounts I'll destroy them.” I smiled at her.
“Errrrmmph!” She cried and now thrashed in her seat.
It was a sight I had witnessed many times, the helpless woman thinking they can somehow break free out of sheer force. I never works.
“Now, please make yourself comfortable. Soon someone will be in to whisk you to your new home.” I jumped off the table, purse in hand, and shoved her bikini into it as well.
“Mmmph! Lhhttt mmmhh gghhhoo!” She pleaded.
“Oh I’m sorry honey I didn’t hear that.” I laughed.
“Gggrrrmmph!” She screamed.
“You are such a lovely specimen, men will pay a high price for you.” I smiled at her.
“Eeeeeph!” She cried, the look in her eyes showing that she had just grasped the gravity of her situation.
With a laugh, I turned and strutted out of the room, listening to her thrashing and muffled cries as I stepped out.
And I was right, the men paid top dollar for Janna.
Soon she became my top attraction, all of my best clients paying through the nose to have time with her.
Usually I would sell my girls after a few months and move on, but she became such a cash cow that I decided to keep her.
Transporting her proved a logistical problem, but I found a way.
Soon Janna accompanied me all across America. Everywhere we stopped, she became my most in demand girl. I grew richer than I could have ever imagined off of her.
Now of course, I know what you’re wondering, Lin, where is she now?