'Take her to level three,' says the sergeant. The men smirk. They know what happens in the Lubyanka on level 3. It's where attractive political prisoners are reeducated, surgically enhanced and used by sadistic oligarchs.

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'Take her to level three,' says the sergeant. The men smirk. They know what happens in the Lubyanka on level 3. It's where attractive political prisoners are reeducated, surgically enhanced and used by sadistic oligarchs.
slave markets as recreated for the an issue of the National Geographic …
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Please bring me a slave to hurt Sir. Will do all the things you like after I've finished playing.
She can here the footsteps of the ordinary world passing by outside her soon. So close to it, and yet so far.
My lawyer witnesses all signings of slave contracts personally. She likes to watch the processing of a new slave as well, and sometimes participates in the branding. I encourage this; it keeps her fees down.
Don't move , I'll get the rope
With this collar I agree to be his, to follow his lead, to serve his needs, I am proud and excited. (tn)
Good girls
The slaves who are to be hunted in the grounds today are lined up on their knees, face to the floor. They hear the click of heels coming down the path. Some begin to tremble when they recognise the pattern.
‘Madame has requested that the first slave to be recaptured should be bound and brought to her room, where she will spend the next two days.’
One of the slaves loses control of her bladder on the spot. Madame smiles. They will run very quickly today.
Your new room awaits
Slave huntress with binding equipment. She's fast, tough and cruel. The slave currently stumbling through the woods, wrists shackled behind her, doesn't stand a chance. Of course, she doesn't know that, which is half the fun. Give the dogs the scent and let the hunt begin.
‘Hi, we were staying at the hotel in the next bay. We heard you keep...girls here as... slaves? Are they naked? Can we see?Could we try? Please? If we got on our knees? Just for one day?’
‘All our clothes? Now? Well, if that’s what it takes to get inside...’
My assistant's duties involve binding slaves in my office for punishment or use. Sometimes I let her deal with discipline herself. She favours a cattle prod and keeps a sjambok in her desk drawer.
Ready for her Bastinado. After her soles have been thoroughly caned, we’ll strap her to a buggy and run her in the paddock on those soon to be very tender feet. A whip will ensure she keeps a brisk pace.
You won’t steal shoes again. when I’m done with you, mark my words pretty one. Now, kiss the cane and we will begin.
Captured by Jvoy; edited by me.
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