Anna

Jefferson Thomas was not a man to fool with. He was a business man to all who knew him, but he was also a man who knew what he wanted, and would not let anything get in his way.

Now, someone had done so, and he wanted answers. He had agreed a price for the girl, and in this line of his business, that was as good as it got.  But his target had gone from under his nose, and that made him very unhappy.

Daniels was sitting in his chair, feeling the heat, as Thomas questioned him about the disappearance of Anna.

“I don’t know what happened to her” Daniels said. “ She was meant to be parcelled up and sent to you. Something went wrong, and she disappeared. She can’t have escaped, the drug we use knocks them out for nearly forty eight hours. Maybe she was kidnapped. I really don’t know”

“You don’t know?! Thomas’s voice was even, not shouting, which made Daniels even more nervous. “What sort of place are you running? We agreed a price. You let My doctor examine her. and then she simply disappears? Don’t you find that a little odd, that she disappears on the very morning she was meant to be dispatched to me? And you have the balls to sit there and tell me you don’t know what happened?”

“One of my men, Kennedy, disappeared at the same time. his car was found burnt out at an air strip some miles away. But no Kennedy. Maybe she is with him”

“One man? Working alone?” Thomas was not impressed. “It would take more than one man, so if Kennedy has her, he had to have help. I want to talk to your men, and I want to do it my way. Either you agree, or I leave here today, and, trust me Daniels, you will be finished in this business. I will make certain of it”

“Okay.” Daniels was obviously nervous, but he also knew that if his reputation got tarred, he would not be able to recover, in the slave trade you only got one chance. “I will arrange for you to interview anyone you want.”

It took two days for Thomas to get his answers. It cost Daniels three guards. Two were shot as a warning to the others, and the third was shot trying to leave the complex. After that, the guards who had helped Kennedy decided to tell what they knew.

“So, who is this Obami?”

Daniels was now fidgeting in his chair.

“I have never met him. He has applied twice for slaves, but has never had any from me. He has a reputation that I don’t like. “

“You don’t know?” asked Thomas. “Then how do you get messages to and from him?”

“Every now and then I get someone asking about slaves. Someone wants a particular type of girl. She must be young, she must be fit looking.  The younger the better. How he knows I have the young ones here is beyond me. I am guessing that Kennedy has been feeding him information. This girl is under sixteen still, and fits Obami’s bill. He asked about her, and I told him no. and then she disappears. I didn’t actually consider Obami, as he has never been here, and I wasn’t aware hw actually knew where we are. Very few dealers know where we are. That’s why we send out the videos. You can see them, watch them in action, and decide if you are interested. Obami was never sent a video. So I am guessing he got one from Kennedy.”

“You have reliable staff Daniels” snarled Thomas.  “They weave wonders. Behind your back I will find this Obami, and I will get my girl back, but, and I am sure you will understand this, you will not be getting paid. The day she disappeared, she ceased to be yours to sell.” Thomas got up from his seat and headed for the door. “One other thing, I will not be doing business with you again, and I am guessing a few of my associates wont be doing business either.”

As the door closed, Daniels screamed out for the guards who had helped Kennedy. By morning, both would be hanging by their necks in the courtyard, as a warning to all.

It took Thomas over two months to find out where Obami was holding camp. An inaccessible area in the jungle. It would need specialised men to get in there. He didn’t mind what it cost, or who got hurt. He wanted this girl. She was going to make him a lot of money.

Captain Ferris looked again at the satellite picture of the area. There were three ways in, none of which was going to be easy. It would need jungle trained soldiers, and even then the going would be tough.

“It can be done” he told Thomas. “But it wont be easy. I am going to need ten men, and a plane. The nearest place to land is that river six miles away. Then it’s through dense jungle. Weapons. Of course. “

“I can handle that” Thomas replied. “I want that girl. I have already invested heavily in her, and it’s lost money without her here. When do you think you can get underway?”

“It will take a couple of weeks to make the arrangements and get the men together, I should say  by the end of the month”

“Okay” said Thomas. “You don’t have a blank cheque, but spend what you need. You can use one of my planes. Talk to Willows at the hangar.”

Jefferson Thomas dismissed the captain and went back to his paperwork. He was sure Ferris was the man for the job. He had been dismissed from the service for being too “enthusiastic” with the enemy. In other words, he didn’t care about them, and did whatever was needed to get results, even if the man being questioned didn’t survive. The service had called it cruelty, Ferris had called it warfare. If anyone could get the girl, it was Ferris.

Thomas had sent a few emails when he had returned from Daniel’s place. He doubted that Daniels would get much more business from them, and they were sure to pass the message to their own contacts. Reliability was the key, and Daniels had proved unreliable. Had he only had one renegade to deal with, it wouldn’t have been so bad, but Kennedy AND two guards? That wasn’t sloppy, that was stupid.

Ferris would return his property, and, with any luck, a few bonus girls as well. Thomas had considered putting the girl on his porn site, with the others, but watching the videos, there was something special about her, and he had decided to set up her own site. He had featured some of her exploits on his site already, and the results and feedback was good. So much so, that he had decided to have a dedicated site for her. and he already had a dungeon master lined up. AJ was a cruel sadistic man, and ideal for the job.

The girl was more than just porn, and people were going to pay to see her trials and tribulations as AJ got to work. If Ferris did find any other girls, they could go on the other site. It didn’t matter how long Cbami had controlled them, one thing was for certain, they would not be virgins. There were no virgin slaves.

Now in his late forties, Jefferson Thomas had inherited the family fortune when his parents had died. It was already a thriving business when he took the reigns, but now it was multi national, and had interests that the tax man and government had no knowledge of. He had discovered the slave trade by accident, but since doing so, had never looked back. He had built a research facility in the desert, which housed the slaves, currently five slaves, and growing. This was also the home of his porn site, which had well over fifty thousand members.

The girls were the stars, but he made sure that the men used were all well endowed. The members liked to see the girls with larger cocks, stretching them. At least three of the men he used regularly were black, as the inter racial thing seemed to appeal as well. For five years the web site had made him a lot of money, more than his legitimate business in some areas. And when he had finished with a girl, or her popularity waned, he simply sold her on and found a new one.

Having bases in several different countries had made it easier for Thomas to move the girls around when needed. The one he had in the Middle East was perhaps the most important. This was the base for his own slave trade. The Arabs were happy to buy the girls, though Thomas doubted they ever saw daylight again once they reached there. But that wasn’t his problem, and he always seemed to find a replacement. And if the market was a bit slow sometimes, he was not above arranging a new “volunteer”. There had been at least three over the past five years who had simply disappeared from their homes, never to be seen again, unless, of course, you were a member of the site.

The other thing that made his girls saleable after he was done with them, was that he got rid just as they turned eighteen. The members preferred the younger girls, so they were past their sell by date when they reached eighteen. Fortunately, the Arabs were happy to purchase them. Thomas never asked what happened to the girls afterwards, but the sales went on.

He would get a good two years out of Anna, and if the site did as well as he hoped, she would be replaced by another girl. The circle goes on, and Thomas was at the hub of it, making sure it continued to go on the way he wanted it to do.

On the day that Ferris flew off to rescue his property, Thomas flew his private helicopter to the research facility, he wanted to be there when she arrived. And he hd no doubt, that Ferris would bring her.  the men he had chosen were as callous as he was, and would not think twice about having to kill to earn their pay.

At the facility Thomas made arrangements for the until to be enlarged. This unit was where Anna would come to originally. It was a persiflex room. The plastic glass over an inch thick. She could be watched, but not get out. If Ferris brought more girls back, he would need more units. He arranged for another six, side by side, so each girl could see the other, but would not hear them. He had no wish for them to start talking together, until he had initiated them. After that, when their fates were sealed, they could talk all they liked.

When he got Ferris’s message that there were three bonus packages, and that he had lost two men, but none of the enemy had survived, Thomas grinned to himself. Three extra girls. Three new girls who would help make more money.

It didn’t matter that Ferris had lost two men. Their families would get the money the men were due. And a message that an accident at the facility had caused their death, and that the money they were receiving was compensation.

Thomas sat impatiently in his office, waiting to hear Ferris was close. It took almost 24 hours for them to arrive, by which time Thomas was asleep.

“He isn’t going to be happy” Ferris told the doctor as they both studied the four girls. It’s her alright, but she has lost a lot of weight. She didn’t even flinch when a grenade went off a few yards from us in the jungle. Its almost as if she has given up.”

“I will examine them, and, of course, make my report” replied the doctor. “But a quick glance and I would say they are all suffering malnutrition. They can be helped. But for some. It will take longer than others. I am about to e-ray one of them. To see what effects the corsets have had. I cant take anything off them, or release their bonds, until I have done more tests.”

“As I said” Ferris repeated. “He isn’t going to be happy. What do you think is going on inside their heads?”

“Not my problem” replied the doctor. “That’s William’s job. He’s the psychoanalyst, not me. Its his job to see what’s going on in their minds. Mine is simply flesh and blood.”

Thomas was awake when the doctor arrived at his office.

“I think you’re going to have problems. More severe with some than others, but problems with each of them nonetheless.”

“Go on doc.” Thomas replied.

He placed several x-ray pictures on lamps in Thomas’s office.

“I have numbered the girls one to four. Your special interest is number four.” The doctor said. “Number one. I think she has been at that place the longest. She is suffering malnutrition, as they all are, but there are other complications. She has been wearing that damned corset for so long, her organs have displaced to accommodate it.  If we simply remove the corset, her organs could fail. She has to remain in a corset for the rest of her life. We can design a metal one, which may look better on film anyway, or she can stay in the one she is wearing. She may be able to take it off for  a couple of hours, but anything longer, and she will have problems. And that’s not all. Her arms have been bound in that position for so long, her skin has started to grow over it, making it a part of her. the rope is thin in places, but still in place. I could cut the ropes off, but I also think her lower arms are fucked. Her upper arms seem okay, as she has been able to move them, but her lower arms, that’s different. We could, I guess, amputate the lower arms, not that she would mind, I guess, she has been without them for so long. Her stomach has shrunk to the size of a large egg cup, so feeding her nutrients and vitamins is not going to be so easy, may have to be intravenously for a while, and then slowly wean her off that.”

Thomas studied the x-rays.

“And the others?”

“Number two is a little younger, and although her arms will hurt like fuck, I think we can release them. Her organs have begun to displace, but, she can actually survive if we remove it. I wouldn’t, perhaps, suggest removing it, as she has heart problems already, and that could set it off. Maybe, like number one, a metal corset would be handy, though her stomach capacity is larger, she would still take time to eat a real meal. Number three and number four have not been in that facility as long, and I am pretty sure that they will fully recover. They need nutrition, vitamins, and a return to a will to live. All four have been badly treated, and that has had an effect on their minds. Williams may be able to get inside them and sort them out.  But I would think that even hypnotism wont be enough for number one.”

“Any good news doctor?” asked Thomas, sarcastically.

“One piece. Your girl, number four will never get pregnant. It wasn’t just a sealing of her fallopian tubes, they whipped everything out. I guess this means you get an extra five days a month out of her”

“You’re such a shit doc” laughed Thomas. “I will think about what you have said, and will get back to you. A few more days wont hurt any of them I guess. Are you planning on removing their bonds?”

“I intend to start on number two. She hasn’t been bound as long as the first, but longer than the other two. By doing hers first I will be able to judge what is going to happen to the other two. It’s pointless doing number one, her lower arms are already dead. I will release them when you make the decision over amputation. There really is no other answer for her. at least, she wont be able to push guys off her” the doctor grinned at his own joke.

“Let me know what happens to number two. I know it’s a tall order, but I want number four on set in less than a month. I have lost a lot of time and money already. I don’t want to lose much more of either.”

“Then you need a good hypnotist and physiotherapist. ” the doctor said as he left the room

TO BE CONTINUED