1. Trafficked Love Ch. 16


    Date: 3/26/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy Discipline, Domination/submission Erotica Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Girls / Female, Humiliation Job/Place-of-work Male Domination, Mind Control, Non-Erotic, Prostitution, Reluctance Slavery, Violence Written by women Author: gabe900, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... the same cold stare. Knowing he was not going to get an answer from her, Bishop tilted her head slightly, breaking the stare, but continued to look over the bruises on Angel’s cheek. “How long has she been with you, Rich?” “Eleven years,” Rich responded, taking his beer from the girl next to him. “That long, eh?” Rich nodded. “How old are you sweetheart?” Angel didn’t respond. Her jaw clenched, and she continued to stare Bishop down, but he wasn’t watching her eyes. “Twenty-two,” Rich responded for her. “Hm. Eleven’s a pretty young age for you, Rich.” Rich didn’t respond. “You’ll take a wild baby like her, but you won’t take what I offer you?” Again, Rich didn’t respond. “What makes you so much better than my inventory, girl?” Bishop forced Angel to look at him by her chin. She glared. Her eyes were sharp, piercing like icy cold daggers, but Bishop seemed to be impenetrable. “I think it’s about time you choose up, girl.” Again, Angel’s jaw clenched as she glared at Bishop. There were no other pimps around for her to choose from. Rich was tense behind her, ...
    ... Bishop was demanding she leave him for some other pimp, and Riggz was too busy with the girl next to him who was chewing on his neck and sticking her tongue down his throat. Instead of choosing, Angel abruptly stood, breaking free from Bishop’s grasp on her chin. She looked down on him with her icy stare. “I pity the fool who thinks he is invincible.” And with that, she stepped over him, and walked off towards the dressing room. Bishop and Rich watched her go. Rich knew he wasn’t invincible, he knew if Angel wanted to take him down; she had the courage and the will power to do so. Bishop watched her with raised eyebrows, clearly surprised in her disobedience and disrespect. He was at the top of the pecking order in this life. A silly little bruised whore wasn’t enough to bring him down. But boy that fire, that spunk she had…it was enough to catch his interest. To both pimps, Angel was a challenge. She was a challenge to control, to break, to love. And she was a challenge both pimps were willing to accept. She was the invincible one. She just didn’t know it.
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