***DISCLAIMER***
This
is a short story completely written up by @ThePetFBGP. I share no
part in this in any way. Just wanted to make that clear. :) Also, if
anyone has images they wish to be turned into stories, please let me
know. I'll try and make them a little more civil than...some people
out there. :P
Katalina
Star
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What's up, bitches? Over the past few weeks I've been such a good
girl here in Tampa that I felt like rewarding myself with a story.
It's a continuation affair from my last story with the worlds
greatest protagonist. Only difference is...no Kat this time. Sold
that bitch to some dyke biker gang for a couple bucks. They needed
something to beat and fuck and I wanted a coffee. So that's her fate.
Anyway, on with the story.
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I had to slow it down, the whole slave trafficking thing. It was good
money and I was making a lot of awesome contacts but I got the word
that some “hero” chick named Lady Bed-Lay was after me. Not me
personally, but she was hot on my trail. So I pulled the plug but
still kept it in my hand. Never knew when opportunity would come
knocking and I needed to be ready quickly.
It didn't take long to find that opportunity either. After taking a
desk job I met one of the most ravishing women I've ever known. Right
away I could see her crying in shackles. Her name was Moxi. Moxi
Jackson. She was sweet, incredibly sensitive, but a little playful in
that she loved to flirt with me. At times she would pass by my desk
and trail her fingers along my shoulders or whisper how she wasn't
wearing anything under her skirt. I didn't even have to make a move
and she was like this. Though anytime I did wink at her I swear she
would orgasm. I gave her a solid fucking for a few moments and
listened to her scream again and again until she was begging me in
the office to stop.
Unfortunately, all wasn't as perfect as it should have been. See,
Moxi had a boyfriend. A super jealous, super stupid, super protective
even thing named Kira. Anytime Moxi was sitting on my lap and
I was finger deep inside her snatch Kira had to go and roll up a
magazine and bop me on the head before taking Moxi away and claiming
she was only wet because of her. I mean him. Moxi knew differently
though, she knew that she and I were destined to be together.
Unfortunately, it was going to take a lot of convincing just to get
through Kira's fat, stupid, fat, ugly head.
Moxi would tell him flat out and he'd just be like “Duhhhh...Moxi
like Kira.” But Moxi not like Kira, Moxi like me. Moxi even kissed
me and fucked me and did all sorts of naughty things with me but Kira
was still Kira and didn't get it. So I gave Kira a ticket and said it
was the ticket to Moxi's heart. I put him on the bus and last I heard
it didn't stop until it got to the amazon or something. Either way,
Moxi and I were happy that there was no more idiot.
Everything was perfect again. That is until one lustful evening
where, while naked in each other's arms, Moxi let loose on something.
She was Lady Bed-Lay and she was getting close to cracking this big
slave trading ring that had gone cold. At that moment I had to think.
I was so close to shipping Moxi off in chains, but I couldn't do it
with her alter ego so close. So what should I do? I knew exactly
what.
The next day I decided to call Moxi into my office. I had been so
awesome at the job that they just begged me to take the corner
office. I fought it but, you know, there's only so much pressure a
dam can take before it bursts. Moxi was already topless and removing
her skirt by the time she came in but I had to stop her. It was
quick, very painless, but I caught her upside the back of the head
with one of those...know. I did it myself. Fuck the beaver tails.
When she woke up, Moxi found herself bound and gagged on a chair with
a specialty scoop style gag that I had placed a very peculiar item
in. It was a bomb, which I lit and all she could do was watch in
horror as the fuse shortened and shortened. Immediately she began
crying out for me to save her and in doing so she looked as perfect
as I imagined when I first saw her. Her breasts were jiggling, her
hair was going all over the place, her tears looked so delicious.
Then I noticed how I had been standing there watching her not
realizing about the fuse. So, before I went up with her, I put it out
and oh my me she was so grateful. She swore that she would do
anything and everything to make me happy, something I was certain to
take advantage of.
I put her through some re educational bits, taught her how I was the
one true supreme being in this universe. None of it was necessary as
she had already long since believed that. So it was quite easy
getting that collar on her and having it welded shut. That wasn't all
though, she had some ideas too. She told me she didn't want to be
called Moxi or Lady Bed-Lay, she just wanted to be called Slave. So I
obliged.
I had Slave work with me in capturing other heroes. We'd stage fake
robberies and take home more than our fair share of money. We even
made some cash on the side selling these heroes to their arch rivals.
Some wanted them trained while others wanted them fighting and
kicking. One of them cooked up his enemy and ate her! We went for the
roasting but left before the main course. The sick freak.
Soon there were no more heroes so we turned our attention to the
villains, some of whom still had the heroes we gave them. It was
glorious taking a lot of them back and selling them to others. All
but that sick freak who ate that woman, him we fed to his dogs.
Now I'm Empress of the World and the first degree was to have the
name of this planet changed to “Pet's home of bitch-slaves”.
We've already made contact with other planets interested in buying
humans for pets and everyone worships me daily calling me a “good
girl” for having achieved so much. Everyone loves me and there's no
hatred. Except for Kat and Kira.
I heard that gang just cut off Kat's head and ran a chain through it.
Now they drag it behind them when they drive their bikes with her
body attached to the front of a bike and Kira got pecked to death by
a pelican. No one ever missed either because I told them not to.
As for Slave...there's been some offers and I'm currently mulling
them over. We'll see how things go with it.
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