The Factor Four
Lisa didn’t know what time that night she had fallen to sleep. She could hear the girls around her talking quietly amongst themselves, a few were laughing, but the blond who had cried that she didn’t want to be a slave was sobbing. A few minutes after being plastered to the wall, Lisa’s head fell to the right and she was fast asleep.
Lisa giggled, than stirred, she wasn’t surprised to see Cortez standing in front of her, her fingers were placed deep inside the hollows of Lisa’s pits.
“What are you doing?” Lisa asked.
“Tickling. You better get ready for it, some associates are coming in today and are looking for some playthings.” Cortez said, as she began to tickle Lisa’s pits. Lisa giggled, and tried to move away, but the plaster kept the girl in place. Cortez licked her lips, than her eyes moved to her right, and Lisa followed her gaze. She saw several men and women enter the room, some were dressed in business suites, and dresses, while others wore golfing uniforms… Cortez’s hands fell to her sides, and the tickling had stopped to the relief of Lisa.
“Welcome.” Cortez said, in a loud voice. She strode to the middle of the room, and stretched out her hands. “You are free to try out my girls in anyway you see fit, if you have questions, or would like to make a purchase than see me in my office.” Without another word, Cortez walked out of the room.
The crowd that had just entered instantly spread out. Some pointed at girls, others looked at the questionable scars on the girls exposed bodies, while this was going on Lisa spotted two suspicious characters. One was a long haired brunette who was eyeing Lisa from across the room, another was a short haired black man wearing dark sunglasses. The brunette haired woman walked up to Lisa and smiled brightly as she approached.
“How are you?” The woman asked.
“Fine.” Lisa said, smiling.
“Good.” The woman said. She instantly grabbed the sides of Lisa’s breasts and began to tickle, somehow the woman’s fingers had found a little of her sides. Lisa roared with laughter.
“Stop!” Lisa screamed loudly. The woman giggled, and continued to tickle Lisa’s exposed body.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa’s eyes closed tightly, and sweat began to pour down her brow. The woman’s finger’s moved from her sides, and started to torture her nipples. She lightly placed the tip of her index finger on the ends of Lisa’s nipples and began to tickle. Lisa’s nipples grew hard, and her stomach muscles tightened.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa screamed even louder, her screams attracted a few of the gentlemen and ladies in the room, they starred at the two women wondering what was happening.
“Very ticklish.” Said a blond, wearing a flower dress.
“Yes.” Said a brunette standing beside the girl.
The woman tickling Lisa’s nipples was smiling brightly, she leaned forwards and whispered in Lisa’s ears. “This is for blowing your first mission.” The woman said. The woman had stopped her attack for a moment, and Lisa’s eyes went wide.
“Your with…” Lisa began, but the woman reached into Lisa’s pits and started to tickle again.
“Get Cortez.” The woman called over her shoulder. The black man nodded and disappeared, when he returned Cortez was with him.
“Were interested in this one.” The man said.
“Good, she came in last night.” Cortez said. Cortez released Lisa from her binds, and the black man picked Lisa up and cradled her like a child in his arms.
“She’ll handle the financial arrangements.” The man said, as he carried Lisa out of the room and up the stairs. Lisa hadn’t noticed before, but she was small compared to this man.
“Are you with…” Lisa began.
“Yes. Were getting you out of here, and shutting this place down.” The man said. As the man reached the top landing of the building and the two walked out, a bunch of armed individuals ran inside.
“That bitch Cortez.” Lisa said, under her breath. The black man had led Lisa to a parked car, when she stepped inside she saw a fresh change of clothes. Lisa quickly changed.
“Don’t worry.” The black man said. “You’ll have your revenge. As we did.”
“Good.” Lisa said. She watched as the women that were slaves, flooded the streets and disappeared down dark alleys. Moments later the staff, and Cortez herself was led out of the building in handcuffs. “Good.” Lisa repeated.
Lisa didn’t know what time that night she had fallen to sleep. She could hear the girls around her talking quietly amongst themselves, a few were laughing, but the blond who had cried that she didn’t want to be a slave was sobbing. A few minutes after being plastered to the wall, Lisa’s head fell to the right and she was fast asleep.
Lisa giggled, than stirred, she wasn’t surprised to see Cortez standing in front of her, her fingers were placed deep inside the hollows of Lisa’s pits.
“What are you doing?” Lisa asked.
“Tickling. You better get ready for it, some associates are coming in today and are looking for some playthings.” Cortez said, as she began to tickle Lisa’s pits. Lisa giggled, and tried to move away, but the plaster kept the girl in place. Cortez licked her lips, than her eyes moved to her right, and Lisa followed her gaze. She saw several men and women enter the room, some were dressed in business suites, and dresses, while others wore golfing uniforms… Cortez’s hands fell to her sides, and the tickling had stopped to the relief of Lisa.
“Welcome.” Cortez said, in a loud voice. She strode to the middle of the room, and stretched out her hands. “You are free to try out my girls in anyway you see fit, if you have questions, or would like to make a purchase than see me in my office.” Without another word, Cortez walked out of the room.
The crowd that had just entered instantly spread out. Some pointed at girls, others looked at the questionable scars on the girls exposed bodies, while this was going on Lisa spotted two suspicious characters. One was a long haired brunette who was eyeing Lisa from across the room, another was a short haired black man wearing dark sunglasses. The brunette haired woman walked up to Lisa and smiled brightly as she approached.
“How are you?” The woman asked.
“Fine.” Lisa said, smiling.
“Good.” The woman said. She instantly grabbed the sides of Lisa’s breasts and began to tickle, somehow the woman’s fingers had found a little of her sides. Lisa roared with laughter.
“Stop!” Lisa screamed loudly. The woman giggled, and continued to tickle Lisa’s exposed body.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa’s eyes closed tightly, and sweat began to pour down her brow. The woman’s finger’s moved from her sides, and started to torture her nipples. She lightly placed the tip of her index finger on the ends of Lisa’s nipples and began to tickle. Lisa’s nipples grew hard, and her stomach muscles tightened.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Lisa screamed even louder, her screams attracted a few of the gentlemen and ladies in the room, they starred at the two women wondering what was happening.
“Very ticklish.” Said a blond, wearing a flower dress.
“Yes.” Said a brunette standing beside the girl.
The woman tickling Lisa’s nipples was smiling brightly, she leaned forwards and whispered in Lisa’s ears. “This is for blowing your first mission.” The woman said. The woman had stopped her attack for a moment, and Lisa’s eyes went wide.
“Your with…” Lisa began, but the woman reached into Lisa’s pits and started to tickle again.
“Get Cortez.” The woman called over her shoulder. The black man nodded and disappeared, when he returned Cortez was with him.
“Were interested in this one.” The man said.
“Good, she came in last night.” Cortez said. Cortez released Lisa from her binds, and the black man picked Lisa up and cradled her like a child in his arms.
“She’ll handle the financial arrangements.” The man said, as he carried Lisa out of the room and up the stairs. Lisa hadn’t noticed before, but she was small compared to this man.
“Are you with…” Lisa began.
“Yes. Were getting you out of here, and shutting this place down.” The man said. As the man reached the top landing of the building and the two walked out, a bunch of armed individuals ran inside.
“That bitch Cortez.” Lisa said, under her breath. The black man had led Lisa to a parked car, when she stepped inside she saw a fresh change of clothes. Lisa quickly changed.
“Don’t worry.” The black man said. “You’ll have your revenge. As we did.”
“Good.” Lisa said. She watched as the women that were slaves, flooded the streets and disappeared down dark alleys. Moments later the staff, and Cortez herself was led out of the building in handcuffs. “Good.” Lisa repeated.
