Sold, Packaged, and Shipped

Chapter 6: Finish the Blowjob

A couple of days later the phone call he expected came, but at a most inopportune moment for Arnie. He had talked Darlene into giving him what, in the vernacular, was termed a “blowjob”. In exchange, his prisoners were to get better food and more comfortable restraints. Darlene agreed mostly because she thought that she might gain some kind of an advantage if she sexually satisfied him. Actually, she would have agreed to spread her legs for him if it came down to that. Once a man has plunged his tool into a woman, she usually has some degree of power over him. Arnie, however, was used to prisoners trying that old trick and, besides, he was under strict orders not to screw the merchandise.

Darlene was eagerly sliding her mouth up and down his shaft when the phone rang. Arnie uttered a curse, but pulled his so-so rod out of her mouth and stomped off to answer the phone. There was only one person who would be calling, and that was the Boss.

“How could you do that!” complained Melinda as soon as he was out of the room.

Melinda was lying on the floor, naked as usual and in a pretty tight hogtie. Darlene was kneeling before a chair, the one on which Arnie had been sitting a moment before. Her arms were bound behind her and her legs tied together. She sat back down on her heels and sighed.

“I’m trying to save us,” she told her Melinda.

“Yeah, sure. Like blowing him is going to get us free! You’re being stupid!”

turned to look at Melinda and smiled weakly. “It’s no big thing,” she said. “I do it for your father all the

stripped naked and tied up so bad that it hurts. And you think

hurt,” was her

shove that thing

he knows that, dear.

screaming his head off and rolling around on the floor, we’ll find some way out of these

orders to keep you two in good condition. But was you to do that, I’d be mighty inclined to chop off a few parts of your body.

lowered her head, closed her eyes, and tried to ignore the pain in her arms and legs from

prepare you two for shipment,” he continued. “But first, I think I’d like you to finish off

a kneeling position. His penis was no longer rigid, but it arose from the dead rapidly in the soft interior of her mouth. A few minutes and he was grunting in satisfaction and Darlene was swallowing as fast as she could. Her husband always insisted that she swallow every drop when she did it for him, so she was used

scoffing noise