What better way to introduce the new girls to their new lives then to give them a small glimpse at what my customers would do to them. It was as if her body was meant to be beat and whipped. I watched from my chair as my staff once again examined the new merchandise. The men she had just insulted took off her blindfold revealing her sapphire blue eyes and gave her time so that her eyes could readjust to the light. The two of them had gone to see their favourite band together before they were forced into the back of a van by gunpoint. I decided to keep her as my personal slave and after a couple of months enduring ruthless training with pain and humiliation, Natasha became my favourite little pet. To her left was Mia. The poor girl kept shaking her head from side to side whipping her blonde silky hair which was stylised with pink highlights.
