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Book 2\par
Roadtrips and Sidetrips\par
Chapter 14\par
Striking Poses\par
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\tab Midsize Surburbia wasn\rquote t a stretch from where August and Gunther (Gunny) had parked their rides.  They enjoyed the walk, they put on their clothes after having fun at the last house.  The Device August assured Gunther was not always reliable and could go down unexpectedly without warning whenever it wanted.  \par
\tab When it worked it worked well, but for some inexplicable it shut-down.  Gunther suggested that it might need some sort of heat sink, some heat baffles as it sounded like the Device might be overheating.  It was a good suggestion, August would have to look into it.\par
\tab They chose to cross an open area rather than mosey down the road, it was a short cut.  They scared up some rabbits and some other critter they didn\rquote t see too well (it was dark out).  They took to noticing a vehicle four-wheel driving, tearing up the landscape.  Both August and Gunther deemed that it was some punk teenager tearing up his bodacious ride.\par
\tab The watched as a cloud dust followed (and swallowed) the vehicle, it tore up one hill and dove down another.  At length it shot up a stout hill and came plummeting down with a hard thump.  The truck continued--for a few feet.  There was heard most outrageous sound, metal grinding against metal.  It wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab The truck finally stopped and a door slammed.  August and Gunther held their pose, covered their faces as the dust cloud passed over them.  They then moved in a little closer, just because.\par
\tab The darkness and lingering dust prevented absolute visual contact determination of the lone driver of the now defunct 4-by.  August checked the HUD-Device, it seemed to be working sufficiently; he brought up the Special Abilities menu and selected \ldblquote Hindsight\rdblquote .  This allowed the NightSight ability, to see clearly in the darkest of nighttime conditions.\page\tab The lone figure was under the vehicle, cussing and scrapping his knuckles, he returned to the driver\rquote s seat and tried moving the Chevy Blazer, but it made that terrible grumbling sound of no-go.  \par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s broken the gears in the rearend.\rdblquote  stated Gunther.  August concurred.  The driver knew it too, he came back to crawl under the truck, then rifled through a toolbox in search of tools.\par
\tab Gunther shook his head, \ldblquote He don\rquote t know what he\rquote s doing.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why\rquote s that.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If the rear end is fucked up,\rdblquote  he said, then squatted down to peer the ten feet distance separating the two, \ldblquote he ain\rquote t going no where no how.\rdblquote\par
\tab The lone driver was undoing the drive shift to the rearend.  That was fruitless, the rear tires still had to turn, if the gears were fucked up like Gunther assumed, it wasn\rquote t going to help taking the rear shaft apart and driving home on the front wheel drive system.\par
\tab The man realized this after scraping his knuckles a few times, loosening as many as two bolts and cussing up a serious storm.\par
\tab He finally crawled out and fumed, kicked the fat commando tire of the truck and then fished out of the front seat a cell phone.  He made a phone call for a rescue.  He was a man in his mid 40s, a little bulky but not bad.  By the conversation taking place he had called home; he seemed to be in convo with his dear wife, chuckling about the situation--smoothing it over.\par
\tab August\rquote s Narly Senses suddenly alerted him, he held fast as he and Gunther were readying to boogy on.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, just send Kris and her friend on out.\rdblquote  \par
\tab Hmmmmm, the man gave directions of where to meet.  He then locked up the truck and began making tracks to a meeting place.  August and Gunther followed.\par
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\tab A dirt road \ldblquote out in the boonies\rdblquote  wandered here and there, down a hill, into a gully, up a hill, and out onto the flat of the open landscape.  There were other lights in the desert-like area, the suburbia track was two miles behind them.  The lone man huffed to a dirt crossroads where a large boulder and a broken phone pole lay.  Steady lights not bouncing or racing crazily made its way steadily closer and closer.  The rescue party.\par
\tab The car was a nice car, a semi-expensive 2-year old Lexus model.  Inside were a pair of teens, teen girls.  Both about 19ish.  Very nice tender girls, the man made his way to the car and August made his way to zap them all.  Seemed like the thing to do.\page\tab The windows were all powered up, his ability to transmute his wishes thru the thick insulated & tinted windows seemed a little lacking.  Direct line o\rquote sight was required.  August\rquote s only chance was when \ldblquote Mike\rdblquote  opened the rear door and prepared to take seat.  His daughter Jessica, turned to check her father, she was the first to be \ldblquote zapped\rdblquote .  Jessica\rquote s friend \ldblquote Marla\rdblquote  was zapped nextly as she sat in the front passenger seat.\par
\tab Mike was zapped lastly.\par
\tab Now that they were all \ldblquote controllable\rdblquote   -- now what?\par
\tab August and Gunther slid into the car, checked out Jessica and Marla, then August peeked into Mike\rquote s mind--a little Q&A.\par
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\tab Mike was a Christian.  Oh no!  He had a loving wife, three daughters, no sons.  His oldest daughter lived with him still, er, moving back in after having a baby out of wedlock.  He was devote in his religion, sold insurance at his own business, had a nice home, two cars, one now defunct Chevy Blazer.\par
\tab Thoughts of the Narly Kind?  Oh yes.  He was able to suppress them, only bringing up the illicit images when shagging his wife.  The images were of his daughters, naturally.  Naturally.  At his church, too, there were a few teenage girls who tempted his fancy, the woman in his office who served as his secretary seriously sent him to happy wanking many many times, especially when she wore her thin Spring & Summer dresses.\par
\tab IF he could get away with it--would he?  Would he fuck his girls?  The secretary?  Mike debated that with himself a lot.  He saw his girls nude, in their undies, and was aware of them finger banging themselves--as recently as last week!\par
\tab He was not so interested in younger children, no girls (or boys) younger than 14.  There was no definitive answer for Mike, if he could get away with screwing his girls, fooling around with them just a little, lusting after them, seeing them up close and personal fingering themselves, or even a simple blow job.\par
\tab As for the girls, August had only Jessica--SHE was NOT a virgin.  She had lost her virginity at the tender age of 16.  She was not a slut and only fooled around sexually every now and then, she feared getting pregnant or some lame disease, or getting in the situation her older sister was in.\par
\tab She had no thoughts of sex with her dad.  That was gross.  She had no thoughts of doing anything sexual with little boys (or girls).  That was immoral and illegal.  However, making it with Marla was another thing!\page\tab Jessica and Marla did occasionally fool around, kissing and titty sucking, cunt sucking and finger banging one another into sweet oblivion.  Marla had her mother\rquote s gay friend\rquote s strap-on dildo--she brought it over for their sleepovers and when everyone was asleep the two engaged in raucous outrageous sexual depravity.\par
\tab Marla, though, DID have some mild sexual thoughts about Jessica\rquote s father.  She sometimes fingered her self to orgasm thinking about him screwing her.  When being fucked in the ass by the dildo strapped on Jessica, Marla often thought it to be Mike banging her backdoor, she frigged her cunny silly during those times and came as much as if she were actually being dicked in the twat!\par
\tab August had learned enough.  Show time!\par
\tab Unable to wait until arriving at their home, August went for a quickie, having Jessica remove her top.  It was dark within the car, but both he and Gunther still could see via the NightSight ability.  The rear doors of the car were open, that helped, too.\par
\tab Jessica removed her simple green pullover top.  Then her bra came off nextly.\par
\tab August fondled the girl\rquote s breasts, very nice.  Gunther once more stripped off his clothes, checked the locale of the other vehicles in the area, fiddled with the interior dome light so as when opening the passenger/driver doors the light wouldn\rquote t come on.\par
\tab Once done removing the bulb he moved Marla into the comfy backseat.  Her head rested on the lap of her best friend\rquote s dad.  All three Subjects were Mindless, not aware of what was happening to them.  Gunther enjoyed undressing the teen.  He liked seeing them undress themselves or another Subject forced to, but himself doing the job was fine, too.\par
\tab August had Jessica take her jeans to her ankles.  She complied, still mindless, just merely following commands without question.  August undressed and then pulled the girl to him as he stood at the open driver\rquote s door.  \ldblquote Suck the cock like you would your boyfriend or Marla\rquote s dildo!\rdblquote\par
\tab Gunther looked up from his noshing on Marla\rquote s panty clad cunt.  The Q&A was only for August, August asked his Questions and saw the Answers, the pictures in the Subject\rquote s mind.  Sometimes the Q&A was verbal, but not in this incidence.  Gunther was amused and wanted details.  So while Jessica happily sucked on August\rquote s aching (still) schlong, August filled him in on Jessica and Marla\rquote s relationship.\page\tab Marla had taken dick from both her brothers, a younger one as well as an older one.  She sucked them and both fucked her up the ass.  Her boyfriend got a piece of her now and then, too.  But she, like Jessica, was not a slut about it, it was only every so often.  To lessen the fear of pregnancy and/or diseases she preferred the dildo.\par
\tab Marla had slight sexual arousals about getting dicked by young boys, pre-teen boys, no younger then ten, no older then twelve.  It was just a fantasy.  Her only homosexual romp was with Jessica.\par
\tab Despite her dildo fetish and giving it up to her boyfriend now and then, Jessica\rquote s snatch was nice and tight.  August fingered it while sucking on the girl\rquote s breasts, kissing her longingly, and priming himself for the actual deed of humping.  When his cock could stand it no more August relented, laying the girl out on the hood of the car and slipping his schlong into her for a nice fuck.\par
\tab She was good.  Very good.  Her pussy was JUST right.  His cock needed the break from the super tight holes he had been in.  The boys\rquote  mother, Anne, had been a good fuck, her cunny was well used, though--but at least her other two holes were snug!\par
\tab Jessica, despite being under the influence of the Device and Mindless, thrashed about, albeit mildly.  She came, she thrashed, she came some more.  During this time August worked into the teen\rquote s mind the notion of having a fling with her dad, still sitting mindless in the backseat.\par
\tab Gunther had Marla naked and was deeply enjoying her.  A helicopter broke both mens\rquote  attention.  August eased off of Jessica and watched the low flying copter; it seemed to be buzzing around the suburban neighborhood August and Gunther had just come from.  August frowned, something may have not gone quite right\'85\par
\tab They had messed with quite a few peoples there, others were messing around on their own, tempting fate.  August whizzed onto the Lexus\rquote  grill and cooled down.  Gunther humped on Jessica tirelessly, until at length he emptied his all and virtually collapsed on her.\par
\tab Thereafter it was a simple task of tweaking their minds, Mike undressed and readily accepted his daughter (and daughter\rquote s friend).  Both girls sucked on his schlong, his balls, and drove their tongues into his mouth.  In turn Mike licked out his daughter\rquote s pussy as well as Marla\rquote s.  From there he fucked Jessica, emptied a nice load of fatherly spunk in her, then rested.  Marla sucked his cock back to life and then took it up her ass.\par
\tab August and Gunther went on their way\'85\page                                             *****\par
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\tab August lay out nice and comfy, he was tired, a long walk, his cock still ached, his balls, his feet, his mind.  He still had a little concerns about teaming up with Gunny Gunther, the man was a potential risk.  But then, so was August.\par
\tab Wendsy snuggled up against him, Charlotte on the other side of him.  His ears detected the fact that someone was getting hammered nearby.  He didn\rquote t care (or have the strength) to look.  Wendsy lightly fondled his balls, his cock slowly reacted, but was seriously in some agony (discomfort.)\par
\tab\ldblquote You have a good time?\rdblquote  August asked of Wendsy as they snuggled.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t answer but nodded her head, nuzzling more against him.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t press it, he figured the two weirdoes had their unique fun, but didn\rquote t go over the line about it, Wendsy realizing that August had a soft spot (or was that a hard-on) for some of the Captives of Gunny Gunther.\par
\tab He laid on his back, staring up.  Time Travel.  Had he really done that?  A Parallel Universe.  Was there really?  Mind manipulation.  Was that really possible?  Perversion to the highest degree--was there really any bounds August Moone wasn\rquote t to do?\par
\tab He didn\rquote t think so.  No morals, none.  Well, he wasn\rquote t into animals, no sheep, cows, chickens, or dogs.  Just people.  People of all ages, colors, sizes, and ages.  If they had a hole he was going to fuck it, if their hole wasn\rquote t capable of accepting his schlong, then his tongue.  And if not his tongue, then his finger.  And if not even that, well--a good humping on the skin would suffice.  But no animals.  Gotta draw the line somewhere!\par
\tab Gunny Gunther, he was different.  He had an ear blasting gadget that insisted his commands.  He enjoyed inflicting pain and dire discomfort.  He was vicious and determined.  He sought sexual pleasures and gratification at any cost.  And didn\rquote t bat an eye when a young life was snuffed.\par
\tab August didn\rquote t approve of such a deed, it was heinous and uncalled for.  \par
\tab Buddying up with Gunther might not be a grand idea, nor was it so to give up some information about the Device, the specific details weren\rquote t given but Gunther was no dummy, he could easily figure it out.  But was the Device now a part of him?  He had Second Self, the HeadsUpDisplay transferring the info and power commands from the Device to himself so as he needed carry along the Device laptop when he meandered among the masses.\page\tab He tried putting down the annoying Questions, they were annoying.  He wanted to merely take it one day--one step at a time.  That was all that he could do.  He was no scientist, he couldn\rquote t go to one, he had no one to tell him anything about the Device.\par
\tab What would it eventually do?  How would it end?  What he literally \ldblquote fuck his brains out?\rdblquote   Would the Device ultimately fail him in the middle of shagging some young person, naked in a bank vault?  More questions\'85.\par
\tab The time tripping escapade had been fun--sort of.  He wouldn\rquote t mind trying that out again.  Could he go back further than the 1870s?  The 1600s would be interesting--if he didn\rquote t get captured and hung as a warlock!  \par
\tab Could he go back as far as the Vikings, the time of Christ!?\par
\tab What about the Future?  Was that an option?\par
\tab Someone interrupted his thoughts, moving thru the RV, stumbling to find the bathroom.  The solar cells on top of the Mega Behemoth Rec Vehicle hadn\rquote t fully charged and the generator was out of juice, so no power to power the interior lights.  He sat up and brought up the NightSight ability, he saw a young person, Karen--Kristy\rquote s little non-bio sibling.  She was in her undies, holding herself, in a search for the hall bathroom.\par
\tab August eased off the bed and helped her.\par
\tab While she sat on the toidy she returned to sleep.  August aching prong brushed against her face, but he did nothing more.  When her bladder was gladder he wiped her clean, fondled her, kissed her (on the mouth), cupped and squeezed her darling little ass, then pulled her panties back up and carried her back to her sister.\par
\tab All was quiet and still, no one doing anything but sleeping.  And farting.  After depositing the little one he sat in the driver\rquote s seat, pulling down the security/privacy curtain just so as he could look out the window to the landscape.  The lights of Sioux Falls beckoned, twinkling lights of the night sky called, so did a coyote.\par
\tab All seemed quiet and still at Gunther\rquote s ride.  He did have a soft spot for a few of the Captives, Krista for sure, and Julie.  Minn, Michael and Chip, too.  Kathy was okay, so was Carlos.  Holly, Ted, Krista brothers Kirk and Kyle.  Casually he wondered their fate, what was Gunther up to?  Would the ex-Marine Gunny Sergeant be willing to part with his Captives, in a trade of some sort?\par
\tab Both men were not too much unalike, they both enjoyed watching others fuck, or forced to fuck.  They enjoyed making others fuck, making those who would not normally do so hump the crap out of another; to suck, finger, kiss, and fuck whatever hole was available--and to like it.\par
\tab And August had to admit, too; he was as well sometimes violent and destructive in his methods of compliance.  He also traded off his own captives (acquired ones), a sort of slavery, sex slavery, to the Indians.  That was just as bad as anything else--but he didn\rquote t want the \ldblquote dead weight\rdblquote .  the risk factor was high enough as it was.\par
\tab He now had over two dozen traveling with him, mostly willing for the most part, mostly not having a choice--circumstances had pushed them into a new life.  Ara Lee still dealt with her decisions; smoking pot with her oldest daughter was one thing, getting sexually involved with her was something else.  THEN, including the youngest daughter, Claudia.\par
\tab Kristy, Claudia, Mary Anne, all of the B\rquote 7 girls all willingly sunk to the low levels of sexual depravity--eroding the trust they should have had with their charges--equally all engaging sexually with the boys AND girls, helping the boys and girls have sex, engaging immorally with Stacie\rquote s horny father, dismembering a man\rquote s member\'85\par
\tab Alice and Tommy, too, were thrown into the mix.\par
\tab August realized that they were probably not alone.  Naturally, it was in the news all the time--teachers and their students caught doing extra-extra curricular activities.  Sports coaches, too.  And Priests, let\rquote s not forget them, bless their horny souls.\par
\tab Sex Sex Sex\par
\tab All for the power and glory of satisfying an undeniable urge to get off.  And having to be living in a moral society where a great general portion of the populace condemns such immoral practices.\par
\tab August knew he was not alone.  Gunther was a high example.  There were others out there, some were being busted and caught and prosecuted/persecuted.  Others were in hiding.  Others on the run.  Others just a RedCuntHair away from being caught.\par
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\tab Morning broke with the first rays of sunshine streaking through the grimy window.  August was already partially sore, now he was totally sore--bent out of shape--he had spent the wee hours of the morning crashed out on the driver\rquote s seat.\par
\tab It was a comfy seat for sure, his legs up on the doghouse (the doghouse served no other purpose than to house not a dog but traveling goodies, maps, ice cooler, and such--a storage bin.  The Mega RV had a Cat Pusher--location of engine in the rear for better fuel economy and power.)\page\tab Charlotte came to him, \ldblquote Missed you.\rdblquote  she said.  She offered him a cup of fresh hot coffee, August noted there was power in the RV.  He smiled and took the cup, she was boldly butt bare assed naked, her fur patch she had trimmed even more, almost to the point of being bald.\par
\tab It enticed him.\par
\tab She sat on the passenger seat, the others of the bunch slowly began rousing, gathering themselves and shivering at the brisk early morn.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s the plan for the day?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab August hadn\rquote t a clue.  He would go into Sioux Falls with Gunther, then see what transpired from there.  If nothing significant, make another run for North Colorado and the Indian reservation.\par
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\tab There are malls and then there are Mega Malls.  Sioux Falls had a mega mall.  Lots of repeat stores within, sure, but what mall didn\rquote t have 24 shoes stores, 19 jewelry stores, 30 clothing stores, 12 toy stores, 20 music stores!?  August\rquote s crew was in a serious need of atmosphere change.  They warned about security issues, none of them were safe if recognized.  They all understood, but with a congested mall, hairstyles rearranged, glasses, the likelihood was nill.\par
\tab August rolled his eyes.  He sighed and let the group go, even Charlotte (adult) went along, a handful of money in her hand.  August, too, deposited a handful into Alice\rquote s hand, Tommy, as well.  \ldblquote Knock yourself out!\rdblquote  he smiled.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll be back in a couple of hours, we\rquote ll do lunch.\rdblquote  he told and kissed Charlotte.  Off the cuff she cupped his balls, said nothing, but kissed him back.\par
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\tab August himself had a couple of narly twisted video tapes, they garnered him a nice few dollars when accompanied with Gunny Gunther Tallywick\rquote s.  At a location downtown, off to one side, and in a second basement of a lawyer\rquote s building, shenanigans dwelled.\par
\tab Slavery.  Sex and Slavery.  Sex Slavery.  All colors, creeds, nationalities, sizes, religions--all in various forms and states of being sexually traumatized, abused, or enjoyed.  Many of the \ldblquote subjects\rdblquote  were drugged.  Some were being held for ransom.  Most were just simply kidnapped while others were simple runaways.\page\tab Gunther did business with a tall foreboding African-American.  He was congenial, had gold teeth, stood 6\rquote 7, 320 lbs., broad shouldered and very muscular.  Gunther and Big Ugly conducted their business, August was introduced and surprised by the light handshake he received.  The man\rquote s hands were soft and supple.\par
\tab More business was to be conducted, after Gunther assured Big Ugly that August was on the up and up, August got to roam about freehanded unescorted.  The entire 2\super nd\nosupersub  basement was set up pretty much like a dungeon.  Very much like a dungeon.  There were rooms that were \ldblquote cells.\rdblquote   There were rooms that were something else, torture rooms.  There were audio/visual rooms, and August found one room he was not privy to, but learned that it was for Social Members Only.  He was not.  It was blocked, locked, and guarded by two burly fellas who could be Big Ugly\rquote s brothers.\par
\tab It was not so unlike August\rquote s Indian friend who had the hidden underground reservation, only difference was there was a tad bit more kindness involved, freedom--and light.\par
\tab At length business between Gunther and Big Ugly was concluded.  Big Ugly enjoyed August\rquote s contribution, and inquired if he had anything \ldblquote else\rdblquote  to contribute.  August was at a loss.  Gunther leaned in to whisper, \ldblquote Uh, like one of YOUR captives?\rdblquote\par
\tab August raised an eyebrow, he shook his head no.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, would you like to bid on one?\rdblquote  smiled Big Dark and Ugly.\par
\tab August blinked his eyes.  This was new.\par
\tab In the room that was blocked August was now privy to; beyond was a large room that was enlightened by more lighting.  There were chairs, like at an auditorium, or auction.  There was a dais, a platform that had curtains drawn to its sides.\par
\tab Several peoples were already present, August noted business class peoples, one farmer, socialites, and midtown business types.  A man clad in Roman attire came up onto the platform, he had a microphone and made an announcement:\par
\tab\ldblquote And next we have up number 29.\rdblquote  he made a gesturing wave and head nod and up from the curtained side of the platform came a young white girl with very bleached blond hair.  She was no more than ten.  And naked.  Her hands were bound by a cinch tie and she bore the marks of electrocution.\page\tab\ldblquote And what is the bid for this lovely young lass, she\rquote s ten years old, Southern Oklahoma is where she\rquote s from.\rdblquote  the Roman announcer turned the frightened disheveled girl about, having her to bend over; he parted her cheeks, patted her ass, then turned her about having her spread her legs.  Her pussy was not virginal, but was still fuckable. \par
\tab\ldblquote One thousand!\rdblquote  shouted a man in the back row.\par
\tab\ldblquote One Five!\rdblquote  shouted another.\par
\tab\ldblquote One Eight!\rdblquote  came another voice, from a woman in a first class business suit.  She was a socialite for sure and clearly not what she seemed.\par
\tab Other bids came, finally topping out at three thousand five hundred.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Going once!\rdblquote  the Roman Emperor pounded a golden gavel on the podium he stood behind.  He tousled the hair of the young one and gave the final warnings twice more before announcing reverently, \ldblquote SOLD!\rdblquote  to the man in the back row.\par
\tab A Mexican teenager brought in five thousand dollars.\par
\tab A tall white girl with long straight dark hair commanded four thousand.\par
\tab Twin six year old girls were brought up, but naked, signs of physical abuse but not sexual, not yet.  \ldblquote Yes folks, they\rquote re still virginal.  You can take care of that tonite, or as soon as you can in one of our rooms!\rdblquote  he chortled and slammed the golden gavel onto the podium demanding bids.\par
\tab The girls brought as much as seven thousand simoleons!\par
\tab August was aghast.  Well, not totally.  He was mildly aware that this sort of thing happened and did indeed go on in modern day America, but he thought he would never see it in person. \par
\tab Then, a tall lanky nude boy came up, hands tied, eyes glassy, totally in awe, shock, dismay, and lightly drugged.  It was Ted.  Ted from Gunther\rquote s group, the Captives!\par
\tab August felt a twinge.  \lquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rquote  he looked to Gunther, \par
\tab\ldblquote Business is business.\rdblquote  the man returned.\par
\tab The socialite in a pink three piece skirt outfit got the highest bid for Ted, six thousand eight hundred dollars.  She smiled gleefully and put down her paddle numbered 40, she was done for the day, she went to pay and collect her \ldblquote prize.\rdblquote\par
\tab A tall Chinese girl came nextly followed by Holly.\par
\tab A white girl a little on the hefty side was brought up, she managed to  garner four thousand dollars while a tall-tall skinny white girl brought in three thousand.\page\tab Kyle was brought up next.  A businessman in a dark suit acquired him, for five thousand even.  Carlos, Kathy, and Shawn were next, all going for high bids.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can I get in on this?\rdblquote  August asked of his odd Marine friend.\par
\tab While three more teens came and went, August revealed the fact that he had sufficient funds to make valid purchases.  No vital info was required, but there were security measures.  A background check was required, but for a nominal fee and the back up of August\rquote s video and Gunther\rquote s good word, it was wavered.\par
\tab Just in time, too.  Julie was brought up, but naked, drugged, frightened out of her skull, peeing.  The Roman announcer turned her about, fingered her hole, spanked her, turned her to face the bidding audience and three businessmen and one more businesswoman vied for her.\par
\tab The bids came to $7,000.  August didn\rquote t have much more than that and would need to go out to the outside world and make a quick-sudden withdrawal from one of the many downtown banks.  He didn\rquote t know if he could pull any of his Device worthy shenanigans where he was.  If the Device should fail at the critical moment, HE would be critical--in critical condition (if not dead.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Seven thousand two hundred\'85.\rdblquote  drawled the Roman Emperor.\par
\tab\ldblquote Seven three!\rdblquote  blurted August.\par
\tab\ldblquote I hear seven thousand three hundred, any more?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Seven four!\rdblquote\par
\tab August shot the man in the far corner a dirty look.  \ldblquote Seven five!\rdblquote\par
\tab It went as high as eight thousand two hundred.  But Julie was his.\par
\tab\ldblquote I need to go get some more money.\rdblquote  August confided in his pal.\par
\tab\ldblquote Most bidders who come here come with a minimum of a hundred g\rquote s.\rdblquote  he was warned.  August didn\rquote t have that much, he knew where he could get it.  So did Gunther.\par
\tab\lquote Don\rquote t be an asshole\'85\rquote  August thought.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll see what I can do.\rdblquote  Gunther said.  He left the seat and August forked over the ill-gotten loot he had acquired weeks before hand.  (Why he carried ten thousand with him was one of those \ldblquote just becauses.\rdblquote )\par
\tab Julie would be dressed in a robe and presented to him, signed over on a parchment paper giving him \ldblquote title\rdblquote  to her.  She didn\rquote t recognize him, she didn\rquote t recognize anybody.  The drug in her system did almost as fine a job as August\rquote s Device, but with a few minor lingering after affects after the drug wore off.\par
\tab Gunther returned, \ldblquote You got one hour.  I\rquote ll hold my group until you get back, there\rquote s enough to go before them, but one hour.\rdblquote\par
\tab August thanked him and told him who he was interested in, then asked if he knew how much they might bring.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t know, but it\rquote s safe to say you ought to bring what everyone else brings in, a hundred thou.\rdblquote\par
\tab August nodded, collected Julie and left.\par
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\tab At the entrance to the hidden 2\super nd\nosupersub  level basement there was a long hallway leading to a secure freight elevator.  The elevator came to open up on a secured hidden parking lot level.  Here August\rquote s own \lquote 51 Panel awaited him.  No one was about, it was secure.  He whisked the still drugged Julie into the truck then eased into the open area of the normal parking structure.\par
\tab It was midday, visiting a top notch bank to do narly business was not the most wise thing to do.  Julie was out, he kept her secured, tied her ankles, kissed her butt, pumped off quickly into her mouth and then stole a moment to finger her pooter.  Then he covered her in blankets and rendered himself invisible.\par
\tab At the first bank he nearly gave himself away, and nearly ruptured himself as he straddled the security door going into the bank teller\rquote s arena.  The door was one of those half doors, but it was locked and only opened by another teller.\par
\tab The vault trip was easy, it was wide open.  There were stacks and stacks of bills just waiting for him.  He helped himself and quashed the greed level that rose within him.  Time was of the essence so he quickly moved to the next bank right across the street.\par
\tab Why didn\rquote t he just acquire all that he needed from the first?\par
\tab You\rquote ll have to ask him, something about too greedy at one place was a dangerous thing.  He didn\rquote t want to tip anyone off about such a large unannounced withdrawal.\par
\tab Only two banks he \ldblquote hit\rdblquote , he had collected the proper amount, plus a bit more for himself.  Then it was a race back to the hidden basement.  Julie continued to sleep soundly on in a blissful state of drug induced sleep.\par
\tab Passing one of the \ldblquote cells\rdblquote  August so noted the business woman who had been in the pinkish outfit, she was now naked and being hammered by Ted while another woman in Dominatrix clothes whipped the boy\rquote s backside.\par
\tab August moved on to the bidding room.\page\tab He owed Gunther eight thousand, Minn had come up while he was gone.  August bid on Krista and her brother Kirk, then and Chip.  He was glad he had come fully funded, they costed him just as much.  He would have went for Michael but the bid for the youth exceeded ten grand.  August already had Chip and Kirk, that was enough boy pleasures.  Michael finally brought in twelve thousand.\par
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\tab There was a nominal fee for being an associate member of the Society of North American Professional Perverts Association (SNAPPA).  August paid the fee then went on his way.  Gunther\rquote s business was concluded as well, he didn\rquote t make any \ldblquote purchases\rdblquote , he didn\rquote t need to, he was a supplier, not a buyer.\par
\tab For his efforts, though, he received a percentage for his \ldblquote supplies.\rdblquote   The monies collected by the SNAPPA went to for support--their place of business, hush money, security, general upkeep, and reaching out to the \ldblquote missions\rdblquote  in adjoining and interested countries.\par
\tab While passing the room with Ted and his new \ldblquote mommy\rdblquote , the business woman was on top of Ted and she was now being whipped by the Dominatrix.\par
\tab August and Gunther went on.\par
\tab The monies that Gunther had himself went for his ride, the trailer, and a piece of property in Canada.  He was buying a large plot of landscape and having a wondrous cabin constructed.  The rest he was socking away privately as his \ldblquote retirement\rdblquote  income.  August was hip with that.  He was a little overwhelmed, too--although he knew that he was not possibly the only pervert involved in such diabolical doings.  He knew a few Indians who were, and their doings were incredible to say the least.\par
\tab But in part he had enjoyed the distinct possibility that he acted alone, his \ldblquote acquisitions\rdblquote  and dealings made him a solitary figure in the world of outlandish shenanigans.  \par
\tab He returned to the mall with a new agenda, his newest acquisitions needed clothing, but they were a little \ldblquote out\rdblquote  of it and probably would be for a while.  He met Charlotte, kissed her, then told her in a whisper, \ldblquote I have some new ones.\rdblquote\par
\tab She was not amused.  Not pissed off, but the Mega RV was already maxed out as it was.  She hung her head, then the tips of her mouth failed to hide the smile.  \ldblquote Anything for me?\rdblquote  she quipped.  August wrinkled his forehead devilishly and she shook hers.\page\tab The sizes of the newly acquired ones were taken and Charlotte went on her way to make clothing purchases.  August checked in on his group and Wendsy returned with him to the truck.\par
\tab Julie and Minn lay still sleeping.  Krista was awake.  Her brother Kirk was groggy.  Chip was sitting up, trying to force his mind and eyes to a more alert state of being.  Wendsy sat on the wheel well hump, she wore another pretty dress of bygone days, slightly opening her legs and thusly allowing the slowly focusing Chip to have a gander at what lay between her legs.  Surprisingly Wendsy chose to wear undies--seeing as how August Moone her benefactor (and lover) enjoyed girls in their undies.\par
\tab Chip slowly began to become aroused.  August sat watching his new acquired ones, he had a decision to make--to \ldblquote fix\rdblquote  them or not.  He could fixc them lightly, or fully.  He decided to go at on an individual basis.\par
\tab For Chip it was fairly simple--he was a pre-teen lad, hormones raging, interest in girls on the high end.  He DID harbor sexual thoughts for Julie and Minn, he was NOT into guys.  He didn\rquote t mind butt fucking the girls, but wasn\rquote t crazy about screwing the very young.  Eight year old Jill had been about Chip\rquote s limit (she had not made it to the auction dais, when being drugged to make her more calm, she expired.)\par
\tab But Julie, Minn, Krista, Holly, oh yeah, whole heartedly he enjoyed.  He pretended not to, for the sake of those he humped.  And Julie and the others were his friends, they worked together, they chummed about and were typical friends.  Sexual romping with one of them was never a part of the plan.\par
\tab And when Chip was probed if whether or not he would be cool with being away from home, being whereas he could fuck his brains out on a daily basis, could he be trusted to keep mum, be not a security risk--the definitive answer was YES.\par
\tab Chip hated his father, a step-father.  His real father was somewhere else unknown to Chip, he hated him too (for leaving.)  His mother he didn\rquote t care fore as she allowed the physical abuse to go on.  It was the step-father who put the welts on Chip\rquote s body.  He was in.\par
\tab Kirk\rquote s eyes fell on his nude slumber drugged sister.  His cock slowly rose to the fact.  He looked to Minn and Julie, then to Wendsy\rquote s crotch.  August met the boy\rquote s eyes, Kirk was actually a bit older than what August preferred, he was thirteen.  But worthy of August\rquote s attention just the same.\page\tab Kirk was still a Christian.  What had happened and what he had been forced to do were reprehensible and unholy, unGodly.  There was no denying the enjoyment of humping the beejesus out of his sister, or banging off into the other girls.  He didn\rquote t care for screwing the little girls, or messing around the boys (of any age.)  \par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to continue fucking your sister?\rdblquote\par
\tab He nodded that it was so.  He wanted not to, he wanted to deny it, but the sensation of \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  was too great, the fact that the \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  was done unto his lovely sister--well, that was a bonus.  But he still had morals, dignity (despite his nudity.)  He would not be corrupted into immorality.  He sought sexual pleasures with his sister, but that was normal, banging off into younger fare just wasn\rquote t right and he was opposed.\par
\tab August sought to change that.  He needed \ldblquote fixing.\rdblquote\par
\tab Minn, too.  Naturally.  Fingering her poon was one thing, having someone else do it was a no-go.  She was mildly curious about sex, but not to the extent of actually engaging.  She didn\rquote t care for slurping on skin (pussy, cock, balls, or asshole.)  She didn\rquote t care to be fucked in the ass, peed on, fucked in the cunt, and definitely in the mouth.  She WAS curious about cumming, how a girl came as well as a guy.  But she was in general appalled at the blatant sex abuse suffered and endured at the hands of her Tormentor.\par
\tab Krista.  Orgasming was one thing.  Fooling around with her brothers was one thing.  But she was a Christian, sung in the choir, acted accordingly to her faith, ensuring her morals, dedicated to being as moralistically moral as possible--with a little naughty fling with her brothers on the side which she regarded as harmless.  Fully engaging in sexual humping was a no-go.  She could not in her heart open her legs for her brothers, or boyfriend, father, casual acquaintance--no one.  It was wrong, wrong, wrong--wrong--wrong.\par
\tab There was no denying the incredible off the scale sexual feelings derived from being hammered.  She didn\rquote t approve of the shindig with the little kids, or they being forced to engage, or herself and her brothers being forced to engage with themselves and the others.\par
\tab Krista needed a LOT of fixing.\par
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Bonding\par
\tab There were lots of \ldblquote bonding\rdblquote  going on in the Mega RV.  The introduction of August\rquote s newest newbies went alright, there were rolled eyes, shaking heads, \ldblquote Oh no\rquote s\rdblquote  and such--the RV was already crammed beyond capacity--and it only had TWO bathrooms!\page\tab For the time being August and Gunther continued to be a pair, they parked their rides in a RV park located on the outskirts of the City.  A day was needed to set up August\rquote s ride, affixing the screened in area porch; ultra security measures here, but it allowed for a 12x12 extra living space.\par
\tab Gunther made subtle plans for more acquisitions.  August asked if there were any \ldblquote other\rdblquote  auction houses.  Gunther said there were, but didn\rquote t give details.  August was content with knowing of the one.\par
\tab Equipping the Mega RV was tasking, filling the tanks, learning all the little nuances of the masterful machine, filling all its bins with needed and extra things.  His crew made tracks to the nearby park and elsewhere--cavorting about in the mega ride took its toll and the need for \ldblquote space\rdblquote  was required.  \par
\tab August himself chilled out.  He worked on making the RV livable, learned more about its functions, and chilled.  A few times during the day there was peace and quiet, Gunther had taken his panel out for doings of his own, most of August\rquote s group had scurried off, returning in small groups now and then.  The newest newbies were the only ones staying, they still needed \ldblquote fixing.\rdblquote\par
\tab When taking a break he tried bonding with Julie.  He felt something for her, something strong.  He didn\rquote t know what, but it was a tad bit different than what he felt for Wendsy, Winnie, and Charlotte.  Lust?  No, more on the heart strings kind of something.  Sure he enjoyed her body, she was pretty, she was not overly unique, she had poise, demeanor, personality.  She could sing, she could act, she could cuddle.\par
\tab Oh he still had major feelings for Wendsy, SHE was unique.  But Julie was in a different category--in as much as was Wendsy.  That helped.  It put both girls in the number one spot in their separate categories.  He didn\rquote t know if Wendsy would become jealous over his strong affections for Julie, and Wendsy was someone he did not want to cross, lest he and Charlotte start having to sleep in shifts!\par
\tab Krista was going to require a bit of work.  He could only dink with her mind a little at a time; rewiring a mind was tasking, implanting notions, thoughts, deeds, \ldblquote pictures\rdblquote  all worked heavily on August\rquote s mind, and he felt the Device may suffer the enduring task, too.  Maybe not, but he wasn\rquote t taking chances.\page\tab As for Kirk, Krista\rquote s brother, he was \ldblquote fixed.\rdblquote   A little light wiring, implanting of notions of this and that and he was ready to be trusted.  It wouldn\rquote t be a 100% trust, but close counts.  It would take awhile for August to fully trust the former Christian, and even at that, someday, somewhere, somehow something might trigger deep within the lad\rquote s brain and dredge up an obliterated memory.  But by then, though, he would have other memories of his \ldblquote new\rdblquote  life; all the incredulous diabolical non-Christian things he had done up until the point of recalling his former life.\par
\tab Chip was fairly easy to deal with, so was Minn.\par
\tab He thought of the others Gunther had had; Michael, Carlos, Shawn, Kathy, Holly, Ted, Jill and Kyle.  He was bothered with what had happened to Jill, that was unfortunate and uncalled for.  What else would happen to the Captives, to any of those \ldblquote sold at auction\rdblquote ?  Was their fate simply to serve their new owner sexually?  For how long, indefinitely?  Would they be \ldblquote resold\rdblquote  or snuffed when their usefulness had run out, or their master had grown tired of their face and desired a fresh new one?\par
\tab He watched Krista sleeping.  She was exhausted from her harrowing ordeal and lack of sleep, it had caught up with her--with a little help from August and his little \ldblquote helper.\rdblquote\par
\tab Krista was clad merely in panties, August liked girls in their undies.  No bra, that didn\rquote t turn him on.  He watched her sleep, her breathing, her lovely young fifteen year old mounds.  Someone was in the hall bathroom, a figure emerged just after the flushing, Julie.  She had panties on, she stood in the hall with a confused look upon her sweet face.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  he called to her.  \par
\tab Julie looked to him curiously, she required a little more \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote  as well.  Timidly she came, taking small steps, dragging her hand along the walls, wrinkling her brow.  She came to August, pausing a few steps from him.  She wasn\rquote t quite sure, his image was burned into her memory, but--but there were conflicting images, too.\par
\tab August stretched out his hands and brought her to him.  A nice patting to her dainty butt and then tongue into the mouth.  She resisted and grew frightened, causing August to spank her and then deftly work on her mind.  She didn\rquote t accept the notions so readily and a bit more spanking was required.\par
\tab She at length went off into a deep slumber land.  August chilled out again in near exhaustion.  He had a deep seeded fear that all his mind warpings of the newbies may fail.  That wouldn\rquote t do, no, that just wouldn\rquote t do.\page\tab He continued his bonding efforts, it would take time he knew, but it would be worth it.  He didn\rquote t really like dishing out punishment, only on a low key admonishment.  He pitied Gunther, Gunther would not have such attachments with his charges, his captives.  He had only the desire to inflict emotional pain and suffering, to fuck their brains out, to force them into sexual depravity with themselves and one another, then sell them off and be ready for a new bunch.\par
\tab Krista rolled over onto her side, her ass now to him.  Julie continued to snuggle, Kirk came into view, a little befuddled himself but more along the way of accepting his fate than the others.  Minn exited the hall bathroom in front of him, she, too, befuddled and confused, but on her way to becoming a full member of the August crew.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think Minn would like to have her panties taken off.\rdblquote  August \ldblquote suggested\rdblquote  in a comment to Kirk.  The young teen stood a moment, accepted the comment, digested it, then stared at the tan skinned Minn before him.  All she wore was pretty flowery panties.  She had a bit of a chest, just nipples but enough to suck on.  Her long flowing dark silky hair draped nicely over her shoulders and just concealed those \ldblquote two aspirins on an ironing board.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kirk came up to the girl (from behind) and went to his knees.  He continued to digest the comment and decipher it.  Minn stood still, befuddled and confused, but calm about it.  She didn\rquote t even tense up when Kirk began lowering her undies.  \par
\tab Kirk liked girls in their undies, too.  Slowly he slid the panty down, admiring her now naked ass.  He paused in his doings, the panties just at Minn\rquote s knees.  He sat back.  August wasn\rquote t alarmed, a little cautious, but he felt no problems at hand.  Kirk was merely admiring Minn in such a state of nudeness.\par
\tab\ldblquote Minn,\rdblquote  August said, \ldblquote bend over, dear.\rdblquote   Minn took as many as five seconds before compliance.  Kirk was close to cumming, HE was nude.  He admired the girl\rquote s bottom more, lingering, lusting.  He then fondled it, parting the cheeks and admiring closely her bung hole and cunny.  Then, on his own, he tongued the girl\rquote s corn hole, finger fucked it, then scooted up and placed his young teen cock to the girl\rquote s fucked hole and fucked it.\par
\tab Julie turned about and became seated on August\rquote s lap, August cuddled her, patting her tummy and becoming aroused.  Minn made no sounds as she was hammered from behind.  Kirk reached underneath the girl to frig her.  Krista farted.\page\tab Julie reached down between her legs and found what was poking at her.  Again August consoled her, cuddling, slowly working her panties down.  Kirk continued to pump tenaciously until finally cumming.  He pumped continuously until completely empty.  Minn had her mouth open, frigging her young cunny and cumming as well.  Kirk slapped the girl\rquote s ass and finger fucked it some more.\par
\tab\ldblquote Minn, why don\rquote t you turn around and suck his cock.\rdblquote\par
\tab Minn nodded politely and did just that.  Julie was a little shocked and awed, a portion her mind aware that what was transpiring was kinda on the wrong side.  She seemed to be unaware of the fact that she was sitting on a nude man\rquote s lap and he was tugging her panties down!\par
\tab Minn began slurping on Kirk\rquote s cock, Kirk made faces and noises of pleasure mixed with discomfort.  Julie\rquote s cheeks were parted and she soon began aware that something amiss was going on.  She reacted as she should but unable to fully freak out about.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Just relax, Julie.  Calm down.\rdblquote\par
\tab Julie did neither.  Her level of \ldblquote freaking out\rdblquote  was minimal, she couldn\rquote t react as she wanted and could only accept the ordeal, her emotional outbursts was nipped, but she was clearly frightened.\par
\tab More work was needed on Julie.\par
\tab Minn managed to get Kirk to blast off again.  Chip had awakened, used the bathroom and came out seeing the fiasco in progress.  \ldblquote Chip, Minn needs her asshole fucked.  Take care of it.\rdblquote   Chip licked his lips, furrowed his brow and looked to the cocksucking girl, then to Krista, Julie, and back to Minn.  He moved around Kirk and Minn who were in the middle of the hallway, then came behind the girl and promptly entered her.\par
\tab Julie relaxed a little more, her own asshole plugged by a schlong.\par
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