“Hello ladies, how are you going tonight?” I asked of the three women that stood in front of me.
The blonde, Candy, giggled and spoke first, “Hi! Like, just totally awesome!”
The brunette, Carmen, in the middle gave a sultry smile and replied in a thick spanish accent, “Ola baby.”
The final woman gave a quick bow before replying in terribly broken english, “Mika very well Sir.”
I walked up to them and slipped in between Candy and Carmen, wrapping my arms around their waists, and causing a frown on Mika’s lips.
In all honesty I wasn’t really sure what the three of them had been thinking trying to infiltrate my organization. Sure, I get it, beauty can get you pretty far in this world, but come on… they weren’t even very subtle about it, I saw them coming from a mile away.
Though being that full of themselves, mixed with their own stupidity, had made things when it came to the brainwashing process.
Candice, their “leader”, and I used the term loosely, crumpled like a leaf after just two days of the process. Gone was the posh new england accent and self importance, replaced with a simple valley girl bimbo persona that was eager to suck and fuck whatever cock was in front of her.
Carmen, the uptight, sky, book smart, third generation immigrant, took almost a week to break. Now she oozed sex appeal and was more than willing to back it up with actions.
Mika had been an english and history major, fully committed to her adopted homeland after her parents had come her when she was still a baby, she’d lasted the longest, but only just. Now she could hardly string two sentences together and didn’t understand the local customs or culture.
I walked them into the restaurant that I’d rented out for the night, it was filled with clients and associates already well into the party. A few of them came up and greeted me as I entered, others waited until later, but I set all three of the girls loose on the party and it wasn’t long before I started to see them head back to the private rooms with various men.
I’d likely have offers on them before the night was through, but I’d be keeping them for a little while longer as I was still “negotiating” their return to the private security company that they worked for.
I doubted they’d make a suitable offer, but I did at least own them the courtesy of listening to it.
More importantly though was the simple fact that I had made an example out of them, and that was worth more than what they would eventually bring me monetarily speaking.
