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Author: Farleven
Title: Who Wants To rule The World
Part: 2
Keywords: mc nc MF FF


Disclaimer:  this story contains representations of graphic sex acts, if you
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Who Wants To Rule The World? Part 2 (mc, nc, mf, ff)
Farleven  (farleven@yahoo.com)
May 2002
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A rush of cold air across her chest woke Jenny from another slumber. After the
man had left, Jenny and Sarah had each cleaned the other out, though Jenny had
to fight down her revulsion at tonguing her friend's sticky slit. They'd
waited patiently for Holli to return, as they'd been told she would, but after
a while, they both drifted off to sleep on opposite sides of the bed. Neither
was incredibly comfortable with the other, after their shared humiliation and
intimacy. Few words were spoken before they drifted off to sleep. They both
rested, but strange dreams flowed through them, and though neither girl could
remember them, they each had shivers just from the thought of them.

"Hello again, girls." Holli smiled. She was still naked, aside from her glasses,
and standing off to the side of the bed. "I'm sorry I was so late, but I had
more important duties to attend to. Unfortunately, that doesn't leave me much
time right now, but I will answer whatever questions you have, before we have
to be moving again."

Jenny lifted out of her waking haze fastest, and sifted out her most important
questions. "What is going on? Why are we here?"

Holli grinned and sat down on the side of the bed. "That's simple, you two
caught Master's attention when he was out, and he acquired you. You are here
to provide entertainment for him, and I think you're already well aware of how
he intends to use you. Your first time is always under his full control, just
so you know how much power he has, and how good he can make you feel. After
that you can choose to resist, sometimes he will allow it and sometimes he
will punish you. Punishment is always the same, making you want the very thing
that you were trying to resist. You can recognize that it isn't how you should
feel but you won't want to feel differently."

"So he wants us as some kind of sex slaves?" Jenny queried. It was just too
much to believe, but her memories of her last encounter with him, didn't give
her reason to doubt it. She winced, as she thought about what she'd been made
to do, and wondered how she could choose not to resist such degradation, even
if it was the only thing that would keep her from having her mind messed with
like Sarah's had.

"Yes, and you will serve him one way or the other. You'll get used to it, or
you'll be made to love it. Eventually he may tire of you, and then you'll be
sold to the highest bidder or given away. Whether you like it or not, this is
your life from now on." Holli continued.

She leaned back a bit and spread her legs, talking about this always made her
very horny. Holli reached between her thighs, and quickly found the small
outer hook of her walking dildo. She gasped openly, as she pulled it out of her
snatch, and began slowly fucking herself with it. "Please excuse me, but all
the talk of sex slaves really gets me horny, and I need to indulge myself. I
know how weird all of this must be for you now but that's how it is here."

Jenny just sat on the bed awestruck, as Holli fucked herself, as if it was
perfectly normal to do such things openly. "Doesn't any of this bother you?"
she asked.

"When I think about it hard, I know that it should, but Master has removed all
of my reservations, so that I can be a good assistant. I've been here for
almost five years now, and I've been his assistant for the last three. Its
strange, but I can't think of any other life for myself, than watching over
his harem, and getting to feel his nice big cock fucking me, when I do a good
job." Holli answered.

She parted her legs some more, to get better access and pumped herself even
harder. She had a life before Master had claimed her, but Holli never really
thought about it much anymore, except at times like this. In a word she had
been a librarian, and aside from that word, Holli didn't choose to further
explore the dull life that she had led before being claimed.

"Oh, please don't say that." Sarah moaned. Her own pussy was aching with need.
It had been too long since it had been wrapped around his shaft, and Holli's
talk about getting fucked just reinforced the need that she was feeling. She
considered masturbating, but she somehow knew that only something hard and
thick inside of her pussy, would satisfy her craving. It was an irresistible
craving and she felt her pussy just drool, as she watched Holli using a dildo
on her own sopping pussy.

Holli turned to look at Sarah. She smiled at the girl's flushed body,
obviously Sarah was ready to be fucked by Master, like a good slave. Holli
knew her Master enjoyed playing with shy girls, and Sarah looked like an
excellent toy for him.

"What? You want me to deny just how wonderful it feels to have Master's cock
stretching my pussy with long hard thrusts?" Holli asked in earnest. She wasn't
mocking her, rather she was trying to bring Sarah to the brink of asking for
what she needed. Sarah's need would only eat at her sanity, unless it was
satiated, and there were ways aside from a good fucking to do that. She needed
to know them, since Master enjoyed his toys at his whim, not theirs. Finally,
forcing slaves to ask for their own humiliation, was one of Master's favorite
hobbies, and one that he'd imprinted into Holli, once she started managing his
harem.

Sarah moaned, spreading her legs instinctively, as thoughts of being ravished
again coursed through her mind. It had been so wonderful, and now there was
only a painful emptiness between her legs. She blushed at her actions, knowing
just how lewdly she was displaying her need, but she couldn't control herself
either.

"You resisted him didn't you? Lied to his first question? I know just how much
it hurts right now for you, because I did the same thing after he claimed me.
That yearning will be with you from now on, but there is a way to deal with it,
when Master isn't ready to use you." Holli explained, as she eyed the quivering
girl before her. She really did sympathize with Sarah's plight. Holli had lied
to him after he'd claimed her, and though his methods were far cruder back
then, but the result had been the same. Holli stopped fucking herself for a
moment, and pulled the dildo fully out of her pussy. She regretted doing so,
but she would be able to get another soon, and Sarah would need the toy right
away.

"Please, please tell me. I feel so empty." Sarah cried. She felt so utterly
out of control, that it scared her. It was even worse than earlier, since she
had the full opportunity to consider her behavior, without his intoxicating
presence. Being fucked wasn't the issue, it was how she needed to behave
because she wanted to be fucked, that frightened her. 

"Here, it's a walking dildo for girls like us, who have to have something in
our pussies all of the time. It's nothing special, but it will help you
suppress the urges to a tolerable level." Holli said, as she handed Sarah her
well slickened toy. Sarah took it, and looked at it for a moment, before
spreading her legs wide, and sinking the toy into her pussy. She cried out in
fulfillment, savoring the feeling of having her pussy wrapped around an
invader, just like it was supposed to.

"Thanks." she whimpered, still ashamed of her behavior, but relishing the
nicely full feeling in her pussy. As Holli had said, the ache didn't disappear,
but it was dulled to a tolerable level. In the end, it left Sarah feeling like
she did whenever she'd spy a cute guy between classes, and her pussy would
heat up. It wasn't the most dignified feeling, but it wasn't all consuming
lust either.

Jenny just watched the whole scene in silence, barely believing what was
happening to her and Sarah. It was all so unreal, and watching Sarah's lips
turn into a big happy smile, as she impaled herself on Holli's toy, didn't
help any either.

"So is this all there is? Just sit around waiting for this guy to humiliate us
and fuck us whenever he wants, and if we fight any of it we'll just end up
craving it? Isn't there some way to escape?" Jenny groaned. Something in her
told her that escape wasn't a likely possibility. Anyone who could mess with
your mind this much, had to be able to prevent escape.

"You can walk outside anytime you like. If you leave the grounds, however, you 
will automatically punish yourself. You'll be made to love being a slave, and
though a few girls have fought that feeling, every escapee returned after no
more than a week. Both of you are Master's toys, and he'll enjoy you however
he wishes. If you accept that, or openly resist his commands, your life will
be pleasant, if not, it will be a constant torment. One warning, Master does
enjoy challenges, and once he breaks a girl, he quickly loses interest. After
that happens, it's only a matter of time before you'll be sold and there are
far worse owners than Master." Holli explained. A slave's existence certainly
wasn't without it's difficulties, and this was one of the largest about being
owned by Master. He didn't mind tossing away toys that no longer interested
him, and their sale brought in lots of money to boot.

Both Jenny and Sarah sobbed at that, everything Holli had told them, built up
to that point of hopelessness. They both believed her too, there was something
about her, that made them believe her. That and the things they'd both done
and been through, left both girls with little hope and plenty of apprehension.
They seemed to be locked into a fate of utter degradation, no matter whether
they resisted or not. Eventually this man would loose interest in them and
sell them. There was no escape, or hope, only an existence of intimate
servitude or worse, at the hands of this man, or others.

Holli looked over both of the new girls, and quickly surmised that there
weren't about to be any more big questions from them for the moment. She got
to her feet, and turned back towards them. "Alright, it's time to go, Jenny
needs to go through processing, and Master wants you to watch, Sarah."

Both girls found themselves following Holli out of the room. Neither wanted to,
but both came to their feet before Holli had walked more than a few steps.
Jenny stepped up her pace a bit, and turned to Holli and asked, "What is this
processing?"

"You'll find out. Master doesn't want you more informed until the procedure is
under way." Holli answered. Master liked to watch and videotape slave
processing, and enjoyed it especially when the girl didn't know what was being
done to her. It titillated Holli as well, watching an unprepared girl being
made into an even better servant for Master always aroused her. She truly did
love her work.

Sarah looked at the decorations with the same morbid fascination that Jenny
had earlier. The scenes of people fucking sank into her more thoroughly
though, and she found herself instinctively squeezing down on the toy lodged
comfortably inside her. She could scarcely believe that she was walking around
naked, with a dildo stuffed between her legs, but in light of everything else
she almost didn't mind. Only a day before her life had been terribly mundane,
and now she was some kind of slave, a toy for a sick man to use, and she could
do nothing to change any of it.

The trip didn't last long, and Holli lead the two girls into another small
room off the main corridor. A slightly inclined table rested in the midst of
a huge array of electrical coils. Jenny and Sarah looked on in wonder at the
sight for a moment, before realizing that this was where Jenny was about to be
processed.

"Jenny, please lay down on the table and be sure to place your feet in the
foot rests." Holli instructed.

She walked over to a control panel and began entering the configuration
information Master had given her for Jennifer's processing. It wasn't unusual
for Master to process new girls, especially when they were picked up in pairs
or groups. Some girls just didn't stack up to Master's high standards, and
sometimes he simply enjoyed watching their reaction to the changes in their
bodies, while he played with them. Sarah was the pure catch here, and Jenny 
was just a convenient and enjoyable addition, that would be molded for more
specific service to Master.

"Please, you don't have to do this to me!" Jenny whined, as she walked over
and stepped onto the table, being sure to place her feet appropriately.

Once she did, she felt horribly exposed, but as earlier she couldn't find any
will power to resist Holli's instructions. This must be one case where their
supposed freedom to resist wasn't granted, and she could understand it. There
were some things that resistance just prolonged that weren't choices, and
Holli probably didn't have all day to deal with unruly slaves. None of that
helped her feel any better, as she felt the table being moved into a horizontal
position. She wondered just what was going to be done to her, she remembered
him saying something was going to be done about her breasts and she figured
that was what the processing was going to be about.

"Of course I do, it is Master's will. This is going to feel strange, but it
won't be painful." Holli told the new slave, as she activated the processing
mechanism. She quivered with anticipation, watching a slave's processing always
got her hot. It was as much a display of Master's power, as when he fucked his
slaves, and Holli couldn't help but respond to displays of Master's power.

Jenny flinched, as she felt and heard an electrical hum coming from the coils
ringing the table. She wondered just what was going to happen when she felt a
tingle flow through her entire body. If she could have, she would have been
squirming, but her body was locked in place. The strange sensations quickly
intensified, especially in her breasts, between her legs and through her waist.
She also felt the tingle in her throat, as she wondered just what was happening
to her. Then, suddenly she felt her entire body quake, with a massive orgasm 
that simply consumed her entire being. 

Holli watched as Jenny's eyes rolled back in her head, as the changes to her
body started. Holli knew from experience just how pleasurable such changes
could be. She had found herself on that table many times since she had been
claimed, and each time was a wonderful experience. Silently, she wondered just
how long it would be until she would be honored with another visit of her own.
At least until then, she had the chance to live vicariously through all of the
girls she processed, and that was a pleasure of its own.

With everything else that had happened to her in the last day, Sarah didn't
think she could be surprised again. But watching Jenny's flesh being molded
right before her, was enough to shock her though, and she shuddered at the
callous way such miraculous technology was being used. She only hoped that
Jenny would be all right, and that she wouldn't have to be next, any time soon.

The process didn't last very long, and Jenny found herself drifting out of a
seemingly perpetual release. She opened her eyes and was pleased that she had
control of herself again. She waited until the table had been leaned up into a
nearly standing position, before she dared to look down at her body. She still
felt rather normal, so she could only hope that it wasn't very drastic.

The first things to greet her were her breasts. She had always had firm little
breasts, which suited her frame well, but didn't grab much attention. The
breasts that she saw rising from her chest now, were certainly not anything
like the ones that used to be there. They were two impossibly perfect half
globes, each slightly larger than a softball, tipped with rather large perky
nipples at their peaks.

She cupped them with her hands, to confirm that they were real, with a gentle 
squeeze. Her tits were perfectly smooth now, and still felt firm to her touch,
but what surprised her the most, was that her touch no effect on her libido
even though as she watched, the already stiff nipples, poked out even more
lewdly. She'd always been very sensitive to having her breasts caressed, but
now she didn't feel anything, as she squeezed into the twin orbs on her chest.

With her first obstacle down, she bent over and looked down between her legs.
Her old furry slit had been replaced with two hairless, and engorged looking
lips. The real shock was the rather large nub at the top of her slit, that she
knew had to be her clitoris. Her apprehension already consuming her, she
quickly ran a hand down between her legs to confirm her worst fears. She ran
her hand over her new slit, finding her pussy already leaking with her juices,
but no matter where her fingers ran, or what they did, she could feel nothing
more than the immediate tactile sensation of her fingers exploration. Even the
slick bulbous head of her new clit didn't react, as she rubbed her fingers
across it.

Jenny turned towards Holli and Sarah. She could hardly believe just how
radically her body had been changed, but was truly bothered that she couldn't
feel anything from it. She looked at Holli, with her concern burning in her
eyes.

"May this slave know why she has been denied the pleasures of her own flesh?"
she heard a light, nearly angelic, voice say, from her own throat. She
instantly threw her hands around her neck in shock, both at the sound of her
own voice, and the strange way that she had spoken. "Why does this slave's
voice sound so wonderfully sweet and lovely, and say things in this strange
way?"

Holli smiled, as she watched Jenny's reaction to her changes. Most girls had
much the same reaction, but it was something that she always enjoyed watching.
She knew it was another of Master's modifications, that she loved being a part
of, as they enslaved these women, but she was happy she could enjoy it. "You
have been processed to be a pixie servant for Master. Your new body is
designed to demonstrate his power, and his prowess for his enjoyment, and that
of his guests. Your voice and mannerisms have been changed, so that you will
be more ready fulfill your duties, regardless of your willingness to resist
him. Now come here."

Jenny pulled herself from the table and found herself strutting sexily over to
Holli. She tried to walk normally, but it felt almost painfully wrong to do
anything other than swing her hips enticingly, as she walked. She was also
sure to jut her breasts out, and smiled a sly, knowing smile, as she walked.
She knew that this was all part of the control placed over her, but it didn't
help her like it any more. She didn't have to imagine much, to know just what
kind of entertainment she would be providing, in her new form, and dreaded
what she was being made into.

"Don't be worried about your not being able to pleasure yourself, while you
can no longer pleasure yourself, you will react even more strongly to the
touch of others." Holli explained, as she reached up and grabbed each of
Jenny's globes in her hands, and gently squeezed. She loved the feel of the
breasts that Jenny now had, they were so firm and smooth. Holli herself, had
been given a pair just like them in the past, though she hadn't been prevented
the pleasure of masturbation. She smiled fondly, as she explored her memories,
and Jenny's new tits at the same time.

Jenny's eyes rolled back, as intense pleasure flowed through her breasts. She'd
never felt anything like that before, and she felt herself cum, just from that
one squeeze. Her light new voice sang out with a heavenly melody, as she
quivered in her orgasm. It was an angelic melody, more attuned to cloud tops
than a woman's cry of release, and it filled the room with a divine feeling.

"I just love these pixie breasts, and you will too. I wish I had mine back
almost every day." Holli stated wistfully, as she pulled her hands away. "Now
that you're ready, it's time for you to go to the harem bed chambers, where
all of Master's slaves wait when he has no current use for them." 

Holli lead the two stunned girls back out of the room. Sarah was shivering in
fear at what she'd seen Jenny reduced to in mere moments. She wondered just
how much of Jenny's self was left intact, after what had been done to her, and
she feared that it was more than Jenny would really have wanted. The fact that
such a fate could befall her as well, left her all the more concerned and all
the more aware of the dildo pressed wonderfully deep inside her at that very
moment.

The sounds of an angelic choir greeted the girls' ears as Holli opened the
door at the end of a long hallway. Jenny and Sarah looked into the room before
them, and took in the sight of their new home. It was lavishly ornate, built
to the same standards as the rest of the building. Shallow pools ran through
the center, dotted with statue fountains of stunningly beautiful naked women.
The room was filled with pillowed beds, as well as plants and ferns. The final
content of the room was the women, dozens at least, all naked and laid out on
the beds or in the pools, some relaxing and some enjoying more carnal delights
in pairs or groups. Several of the girls, who had been processed as Jenny had,
ringed the room, and sang out with their music of ecstasy, as other women
played with them. Their voices played together in perfect harmony, with that
enchanting melody. It was nearly enough for Sarah and Jenny both to forget
their own misfortunes, just listening to such divine music. 

"This will be your home, until Master wishes otherwise. Feel free to do as you
please until summoned, this is your sanctuary, and there is no punishment for
your actions within, unless it is directly against the commands of Master."
Holli explained.

Sarah and Jenny would be allowed to follow their own will, aside from Jenny's
more dramatic changes. It was always fascinating to watch what a new pixie
slave would do, as the exquisite pleasure they could enjoy was completely
offered, only at the hands of another. Holli wondered how long Jenny would
resist indulging herself, almost none of the older slaves had any objections
to enjoying the flesh of another woman, so it was only Jenny's will that
mattered to her fate now.

They stood silently just inside the doors, as Holli closed the doors behind her,
as she left. It was a surreal moment without direction. Neither had any idea
what they would do with themselves, after all they'd been put through. It was
simply unreal to have a choice again.

Sarah was the first to pull herself together, and she turned to Jenny with 
obvious concern. "Are you okay, Jenny?"

"No, this pixie slave isn't fine!" Jenny chimed merrily, with her new singsong
voice. She reached up and cupped her breasts. "She has these nice new breasts
and juicy pussy, and can only speak like some merry wood sprite. She can't
even refer to herself as anything other than a slave!" Jenny said, trying to
sound sarcastic, but both her tone and body language remained inviting. It was
the most exacerbating experience in her life. Nothing she tried to say came
out the way she intended, though she could still make her point be understood.
It was all so horrible that she simply welled up with tears, she couldn't sob,
but tears ran down her cheeks, as her totality of her new condition suddenly
sank into her.

"I'm so sorry." Sarah cried, wrapping herself around Jenny with a big hug. Her
own fears were looming large inside her as well, and she needed to be held by
her friend, just as much as she wanted to comfort Jenny. The whole experience
was overwhelming, and this time more than any other she needed her friend.

Jenny winced, as her new flesh reacted instantly to the contact with Sarah's.
Every place her friend touched her, lit up with sensual warmth. Her breasts
ached with sudden pleasure, as Sarah pressed her chest into Jenny's. She
shuddered at the strange feelings flowing through her, but didn't pull away
from Sarah's hold. Jenny needed to be held, to be comforted, and knew that
Sarah needed the same right now. Jenny wrapped her arms around her friend and
simply enjoyed the warmth of compassion.

Their fate was sealed, and all they could do now was wait. This man, their
Master, would likely come for them soon, they realized. They were new toys, and
for a man as fickle as he seemed, new toys would be enjoyed far more often, and
thoroughly than the old ones. Both girls lamented this, even as their roles
seemed different, neither fate was appealing. Now, finally, there was nothing
more that they could do, except try to draw strength from the other, and see
what new humiliation was to come.

***


"So what is this lead?" Mel asked as she drove her partner into an office
parking lot. It hadn't taken Marcus long to find a lead worth checking up on,
and they'd went off as soon as he had an address.

"Dr. Alex Northing. He's the lead developer at CyDine Nanotech. He worked with
Patrick Larange on an earlier nanotech project, and Patrick is one of a
handful of highly qualified Nanotech designers whose whereabouts aren't known.
I also need to see a sample of his work, if I can get my hands on it. None of
the other major developers matched the samples taken from Wendy." Marcus
explained.

It hadn't been easy putting everything together, or doing a detailed cross
comparison of the nanobots taken from Wendy, with the far less advanced samples
the Bureau had from known developers. Whoever had designed the devices used to
transform Wendy, had made a leap in nanotech design, and that was a scary
notion in its own right.

Mel just took in the information and began doing her own comparisons. The
suspicious disappearances were mainly centered in the American Midwest, though
several had occurred outside that ring, even as far away as Europe and China.
The fact that Patrick had done his research in St. Louis, and disappeared from
there, lent further credence to him being behind it, but it was still just a 
theory at this point.

Mel and Marcus flashed FBI badges, and were quickly escorted up to Dr.
Northing's office. The Bureau always operated under the cover of the local
national investigatory agency, to help them blend in, and get them the access
that they needed. They did try to keep from identifying themselves whenever
possible, but it made questioning people a lot easier to have a badge.

Northing's secretary buzzed them in as soon as they got there, and the two
agents strolled into his office. Northing was obviously more a scientist than
a manager, as his entire office was littered with technical documentation.
Papers and files were stacked or scattered over everything, including his
extra chairs. Northing had obviously not expected them, and was bent over a
couple chairs cleaning them off.

"Good Morning, good morning, please excuse the mess, I don't often have
visitors here, but I hear you want to know about Patrick." Northing welcomed
them, without turning away from his task.

"Yes, Doctor, I was interested in the work he did with you at the University."
Marcus said.

"Of course, of course, we worked several years together. Not much accomplished
though, always something going wrong. Patrick always kept at it though, he was
very determined. Not that I'm not mind you, but there was just a seriousness
to him, you understand." Northing continued, as he backed away from the now
cleaned off chairs and beckoned for the agents to sit down.

Mel and Marcus looked at the now doubly high pile of file folders on each side
of the chairs and decided it was safer to remain standing.

"Yes Doctor, just what was he serious about?" Marcus asked. He already knew
the basics of the project, but he didn't want to make Northing suspicious, and
sometimes-mundane questions have the most interesting answers.

"Well, he always had a fondness for direct genetic tinkering. We were trying
to determine if we could employ nanobots to conduct genetic repair, prevent
aging and disease. We weren't supposed to actually alter genes, just repair
them, as they were damaged, you see. Patrick though, he was always tinkering
in his spare time with some of the research animals. That was always a problem,
I always dreaded calls from the directors after he stayed late." Northing
explained.

"Did he ever give you any reasons for his experiments?" Mel asked. Half the
reason for coming here was to see if Patrick would have had any intent to do
anything like what had been done to Wendy.

"No, no, he never did. I tried to ask him, but he would just get a look in his
eyes. I don't know just how to explain it, but I always felt like some bug he
wanted to squish. He did good work though, and even for his liberal use of our
facilities, he did get the university a major grant, and gave us a lot of
wonderful ideas. If it hadn't been for that fire, we'd already have the
fountain of youth mind you!" Northing exclaimed.

"What fire?" Marcus asked.

"It was right after Patrick left for a new position somewhere, I don't
remember quite where he said he was going, but it destroyed the lab, and most
of the equipment and prototypes that Patrick had developed. It wasn't a total
loss though, we still had a lot of his records on file, and we've already gone
a long way to reconstructing his work. It's too bad we couldn't get him to
come back, but we kind of lost track of him right after the fire." Northing
explained.

"Do you have any of the records or work samples that I could look at?" Marcus
asked.

"Oh yes, some, you understand the restrictions we have around here on research,
but I can let you look at some of my records from my project with Patrick.
Those aren't completely confidential. What do you want such things for anyway?"
Northing asked.

"Just routine research on nano technology. We like to keep at abreast of the
latest advances, so that we can be ready to counter any possible criminal uses
of them." Marcus replied. That wasn't entirely untrue and should help keep him
from getting too suspicious.

"I see. That makes sense. I can just imagine the things I could do if I didn't
mind the risks." Northing replied wistfully. "I'll get those records right
away for you."

Before Mel or Marcus could stop him, he was out of the office on his errand,
leaving the two of them alone.

"So what do you think?" Markus asked. 

"I think we may have found our man, if the tech matches up." Mel replied. She
wasn't completely certain, but there were enough strange pieces and
coincidences, that Patrick certainly looked like a prime suspect.

"I agree, so that means we have to go looking for him now. I think I can come
up with some possibilities, assuming he still needs to get supplies through
normal channels." Marcus concurred with his partner.

It wasn't impossible to ship goods secretly, that was the whole slave trade
after all, but some of the goods that Patrick would need were uncommon enough,
that it was possible to track it back to him that way. That was, presuming he
still needed such material anymore.

Mel understood, there wasn't much doubt about the possibilities. She only
hoped that he could be tracked down soon, so he could be brought to heel. That
was assuming that Patrick was actually the man behind all of this. If he
wasn't, at least it was one less lead to investigate, but speed was of the
essence, or else more girls could fall prey to him.

End Part 2

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