Summer Camp (Google&&Iridescent Melody)

[IridescentMelody]

"Come on girls, keep up!" The woman speaking was rather tall, and quite well dressed for the occassion. Morgan Armstrong was a very to-the-point type of woman in everything she ever did. Even now, leading her daugthers through the city crowds to their unknown destinations, they had to practically run to keep up. Ocassionally they would hold hands, when the crowd was thick.

For the most part, the teenagers looked like their mother. As they aged, they'd be somewhat tall, but at fifteen both stood at five-foot three. Anna, the 'eldest' twin, was rather lanky, though toned enough from running cross country in school. Her mother had fixed up her hair today (to look nice for the meeting), and her ebony tresses fell in a waterfall effect all the way to her waist. The new layers looked nice and neat, and her hazel green eyes admired it in every reflective surface she came across. Emma, the younger, was Anna's exact carbon copy. Straight down to the low necked gray dress shirt and mid thigh length skirt, accompanied by cute little boots that ran halfway up the leg - they were alike. Neither girl was fond of the outfit. True, it was adorable, picture worthy, but they hadn't looked this identical since they were five.

"I think maybe she's just trying to wear us out...and then ditch us," Emma remarked in her soft voice, once again turning a sharp corner. "I wouldn't doubt it...I've never been here before." Anna was clearly worried, grabbing onto Emma as someone reached out to touch her. Their friendly city neighboorhood had long since disappeared in leave of the shady, downtown lower city. Everyone here looked questionable, and she clearly doubted their mother's judgement. Morgan - because neither of them really liked calling her mother - would ususually let them do whatever they pleased. She liked giving them the freedom to not be under her feet. Though, with their father on an extended vacation and the family becoming tight on money, they'd all been spending way too much time together. Now, at the beginning of summer, neither twin knew how they were going to survive a whole three months with her.

The apartments they did enter let the girls breathe a sigh of relief. "This is nice!" Anna flashed a perfectly white smile at the men that held the door open for them. As they got on the elevator, their mother handed one of the men a card, and they were whisked away to the top floor of the building. "Alright girls, this is a very important friend of mine," Their mother talked sternly, as though they were toddlers again. "Please don't speak unless you're spoken to. Just stand next to me and look cute. 'Seen and not heard', remember?"

"Then you shouldn't have brought us..." Rolling her eyes, Emma crossed her arms across her chest defiantly. Her mother was always too thrilled to parade them around in public. She thought twins were the most adorable thing...that people actually thought they were special. Just as Morgan opened her mouth to speak, the elevator opened to a beautiful sitting room. Her anger was replaced by the widest grin either of them had ever seen, mirthful, in a strange way. "Come on girls, best not keep him waiting!"

 

[DomG]

Dominic Clarke had been waiting for this day for a few months now, ever since he had come into contact with Mrs. Armstrong through a peculiar website and made contact with her. At first he hadn't believed this was possible at all, he knew this website was a place where a man with enough money could come across certain hard to obtain commodities, their own personal sex slaves. It had taken quite a bit of time in a small private auction with Mrs. Armstrong to end up as the one who would have her daughters, lovely fifteen year old twins who were just waiting for his touch... not that they knew it of course. The only downside is that he would only have them for the summer, her mother making it very clear that the girls would be his for exactly ninety days before he would need to return them... but during that time he would own them completely and could do with them whatever he wanted... so long as nothing would show when they were dressed normally to go to school.

Oh the thirty five year old had just retired the year before and this summer would let him try out so many things that he had craved to try over the years but because of work he had never been able to indulge himself to the fullest.

Now he was in his penthouse apartment, a duffel bag full of money at his side as he sat on his couch and sipped from a glass of perfectly aged scotch, doing his best to remain patient. These two would after all cost him a hundred and fifty grand each for the summer and he wanted to make the absolute most of the time that he would have with them, the sooner they arrived and he had their mother on her way he could get down to the fun that he had in mind. His closet was full of outfits that he wanted to dress them up in, different toys to use on the twins, even a small piercing kit should he decide that the girls would look lovely with a chain hanging from their nipples to be lead around on, after all their mother had okay-ed that sort of thing.

His patience was just on its last leg when he heard the small chime of the elevator reaching his floor, he was the only one living there and down the hall from it was the door to his apartment, no way in or out without the four digit combination to the lock on his door. In an instant he was up on his feet, moving to the door and punching in the code, pulling it open and smiling. “Morgan, and the two young ladies... come on in and make yourselves comfortable.” He said as he held the door for her and waving them in with a sweep of the arm. “Can I get any of you something to drink?”

 

[IridescentMelody]

The man in question was impressive to say the least. He was the kind of person the twins knew their mother would hang out with anyway. He obviously had money - and money appealed to Morgan more than anything. If only they knew...

Like Dominic, Morgan had also been buzzing with impatience. The walk over here was took ages. After she was done here, she could have her own little break. Raising kids...well, was only rewarding now, when she would make a profit. She was sure that if Dominic was able to play his cards right, she would be free every summer from now until the girls turned eighteen. No matter who it was later, all that mattered was the first buyer. The one that would mold them. Looking down on her two beautiful daugthers, she felt disdain bubbling in her. The world would think her a bad mother, but other parents who didn't want their kids killed them, or abandoned them. She was just...dropping them off for the summer. They would be quite safe here.

"Nothing for me, thank you, though the girls will require something." True to her order, neither Anna or Emma had spoken, though they weren't able to hide their curiousity of the house. It was nice, and they had been raised to appreciate quality things. "I think I'll just take what's owed to me and leave you to it." How one could be so cold, she didn't quite know herself, but she had nothing really to discuss. This was just the drop off point. Payment, time, and limitations had been previously set, and she shook his hand business-like and went to take the money (of course, watching silently to make sure it was okay for her to do so).

Morgan could tell that she was not wanted in the situation anyway, taking silent notice of the man eyeing her daughters. "I shall see you in ninety days, sir." With that, she turned to her daughters, catching her foot in the elevator before it closed and locked her in. "Emma, Anna, dears...I'm afraid I haven't been honest to you. You see, I've sold you for the summer, you belong to Mr. Dominic Clarke now, and you're to do everything he tells you to. Have fun!" Waving the dufflebag full of money at them, the elevator door finally closed. The room was filled with silence.

Hell had broken loose.

Anna stayed rooted to the spot, staring from the elevator to the man opposite of them. Emma moved quickly, though the elevator door had just finished closing as her small fingers curled up on the cold metal doors. "Oh no sir, no ma'am!" She was furious in an instant, though her unwillingness to truly show it had her inhaling deeply before turning her frosty gaze on the man. "You think this is okay? Well you've got another thing coming!" Her teen definance was patented and grown it, while the ever quiet Anna had simply decided to pull out her cell phone and dial 911.

 

[DomG]

Dominic was really quite glad when the mother of the young ladies had made it clear that she would be keeping things as short as possible. Before his retirement he had been a stock broker with an eye for making deals that made his clients even wealthier then they had already been and this of course also allowed him to make himself a great deal of money. Though he described himself as retired he had technically gone private and now worked on a commission for a few very elite clients, he was now making seven figures a year and if you weren't worth at least eight then you weren't worth his time... but even when he hadn't been retired he had preferred to keep his meetings as professional as possible, disliking small talk with clients.

It was a little bit shocking for him to see how cold she was about the entire thing though, just to walk out with the money without even a proper goodbye to her daughters, just telling them that she would be spending the summer with him, that they had been sold and then a wave as she left with the money. If he hadn't been so pleased that the girls were now in the penthouse with him he might have felt some sort of pity about the entire set up.

No time for those sort of thoughts though because it seemed that one of the two was already trying to be clever and get herself some help. He had prepped the penthouse for their arrival to make sure that they wouldn't be able to escape and not having a land line did simplify that... but he would need to make sure they weren't able to call for help on their own. “Really my dear, that won't do at all.” He said with a small chuckle, taking a few steps towards her quickly and grabbing the phone away from her, he was more then strong enough to get it out of her hands and with a glance he saw that she had dialed 911 but had yet to actually make the call. “Now I don't know which one of you is which but I do have something that will help me out... so both of you will take a seat and put on the correct collar, and I am going to need the cell phone from you.” He pointed to Emma then to make it clear that he knew she had a phone and would of course want it from her, her sisters phone being slid into his pocket as he did, later on he would take out the sim card to keep her from calling with it and leave it separate from the phone itself, that way she wouldn't just be able to steal it back and make a call for help.

“And before either of you tries to get clever or fight me let me make one thing very clear, I paid a very large sum of money for the both of you and intend to get my monies worth while you are with me. This summer could be a very painful experience for the both of you if you force me to make it one, but if you both behave yourselves then it won't be all that bad... now collars on and then we can move onto more important things.”

As he spoke he began to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt, showing a body well toned from many hours spent in the gym, running, and swimming in order to keep himself at his peak at all times... to let himself go just because he no longer had to work for a living just wouldn't do.

 

[IridescentMelody]

"Collars? Oh you're hilarious!" Laughing nervously to herself, Emma ignored the man entirely after that, searching the face of her twin for any signal of a plan. However, Anna looked much more lost than Emma felt. The girl was standing in her same spot, her right arm frozen at an odd angle from her phone being forced from it. The situation was an odd one, and the teenagers would take at least an hour or so for it all to sink in. First...their mother was gone (which was earthshattering in its own right). Second...this stranger, wanted them to put on collars.

Emma's fingers twitched as Dominic wanted her cell phone. She knew she couldn't give it up. "Do you...own us?" Anna's demure, quiet question cut every thought from Emma's brain as dark eyes flickered to the man. Growing up, their parents had told them not to trust strangers. As such, they didn't have much experience with even talking to people they weren't comfortable with. Now..this...but Dominic seemed to be patient. He was obviously waiting for them to comply.

Surprisingly, Anna was the first to move, though she walked towards the elevator and her sister. Calculating eyes never left Dominic...she didn't trust him. "We can't fight him," She whispered directly in Emma's ear, knowing her sister's nature, and knowing she'd rather risk getting hurt. But this was different, she could tell. She couldn't have Emma being severely hurt... "If you can just calm down, we'll find a different way out of this. We need to work together. There's two of us." Emma had always trusted Anna, and she tried very hard to do so now.

The elder twin's muscles protested as she grabbed her phone and handed it to him. "What do you expect us to do then?" She sneered at the man, promising to hold Anna's guidelines, but she would make it as hard as possible on him. He would WANT to let them go. She knew she was young, but was perfectly capable of being a pest. Regretfully reaching for the collars, handing Anna the one that was obviously hers, both girls snapping it on with a resolute 'click'. With this, Anna brushed dark hair from her eyes, moving forward to lock arms with her sister. Together...it made her feel safer, just a little.

 

[DomG]

Dominic stood silent, ignoring questions and protests as he watched his two young charges, already he was picking up subtle things about them and trying to figure out how he could best manipulate and control the both of them. One of them, the one whose cell phone that he had taken away from her had been the quiet one, the one who calmed her sister down but he doubted that she wasn't planning on finding a way out of the situation they had found themselves in, at that moment Dominic labeled her the more dangerous one because she was calm and displaying greater patience and self control. Her sister though seemed the more rash one, less patient but with her cellphone gone he had removed one of their options and now only had to work on the others.

Quickly the second phone joined the first in his pocket, soon both would be out of reach for both the girls but that could wait, he wanted to enjoy his prize as soon as possible. When the collars were in place he smiled, his shirt and jacket both swiftly removed and neatly set on the edge of a nearby chair, out of the way and unlikely to be wrinkled. Now his body was entirely on display, he wasn't overly large but his body had clearly been something he worked on very hard, his shoulders broad from swimming, his abs flat and showing signs of a developing six pack, his arms not overly large but cut down so that every muscle and vein showed clearly. He wanted them to see what they were up against, make it as clear as possible from the very beginning that he was in control in every single possible aspect, that he could easily force them to do whatever he wanted and they lacked the power to stop him.

Now he had a choice in mind though, he could pick one young lady or another, whichever one he picked first would be the one that he strove to break down and weaken first. Emma would be the most obvious choice, being the rebellious one who was openly challenging him already and would only openly defy him more... breaking her down would remove the obvious threat to him. However it was because of this that he knew he had to start with Anna, even if he broke Emma then he would have to look for the careful threat that her sister represented.

With a small smirk on his face Dominic looked over both the twins before pointing at Anna. “You, get up and come over here.” He grunted, motioning for her to join him quickly, he wasn't very patient and wasn't going to be asking for her to do it again. “And to answer the earlier questions I own the both of you for the entirety of the summer, and no matter how much clever plotting the both of you do it won't matter, there will be no escaping, there will be no calling for help... until the day that your mother comes to collect you the both of you will be serving my every need, acting upon my every single whim... now if you both behave I might be willing to take things slowly with you however every time you exist or try to fight me then I will go out of my way to make things worse for the both of you.”