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Things not meant to be seen (Happy X QB)

Nina was almost buzzing with excitement as she watched the island in the distance draw closer, her heart rocketing out of her chest as she pondered the huge stir this would cause in the media back home. And she, Nina Smith novice reporter for the Metropolitan News back in New York would be famous for blowing this story wide open. No more soft news stories for her, she was now an official investigative reporter.

Nina had received the tip about slave traders almost a month ago, there had been some reports of young women who had come to Indonesia to blow off steam and never returning home, but no one ever thought it would be slavers. It made Nina horrified to think that people were still so heartless, but she remained determined to get this story to the public, hopeful it would put an end to it.

Nina stopped the engine of the speed boat she had rented almost ten meters from the island's shore, not wanting to alert who ever might be there of her presence. Gathering her gear and securing it to her body,Nina jumped into the cool tropical ocean and swam the rest of the way.

The night air was cold against her moist flesh as she walked along the sandy beach, her camera and voice recorder at the ready she silently moved through the forest at the edge of the beach.
Nina did not have to travel far before she could see the light of a fire twinkling through the trees or the sounds of gruff voices yelling and shouting. As Nina approached cautiously she had to do everything in her power not to gasp.
Four or five women were tied up to tall posts, all of them naked and all of them blindfolded and gagged.
Jackpot! Nina thought as she quickly began to take photos, her mind too focused on the task at hand to think to watch her back.​
 
"Ouuughh..."
"Muuhhmmm!"
"K-Kuuhhaaaa!"

Their gagged screams was fine music to the ears. Whimpering in exposure, embarrassment and the chill of the night air. Dignities, they would still hold onto them thinking they still had self worth. Of course, when the guard came close with the cat-of-nine-tails their whimpering would die out, afraid to be lashed once again by the whip. So many times had they been beaten by the whip that they would instinctively shudder and whimper whenever the whip walked close to them. Forced to stand from afternoon till night with scant food in their stomachs, the slavers were determined to wear down their resistance. Legs shuddered from strain, bodies gently shivered in the cold night air.

The sound of the waves rushing against the shore, sea foam against their feet their only way to keep track of time, ball-gagged and blindfolded girls all hailed from different nations, all of them taken by force: the short-blonde girl, Melissa, was kidnapped and subsequently sold there. Kim was a doctor who crossed the triads in Hong Kong while Natalie, the more submissive, aroused and ball-gagged one was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. But it didn't matter: they were all going to be property sold to rich, influential men as pleasure slaves.

Seeing a figure in the distance, the bright sheen of her camera lens reflecting against the campfire, Daz blocked off where the young lady was aiming, kicking her device away. Before she was able to react, he kicked her down, stepping on her wrist when she tried to crawl away, pointing th gun at her head. "Put your hands up, sweetheart." Even though she did comply, he kneed her at the stomach, forcing her face first into the mud as he took a ziptie, strapping it onto her wrists behind her back.

Pulling her up to face him, he spat on her face and grasped her right breast, noticing the spandex of her swimsuit. Tight against her flesh, embracing her curves...
 
Nina cried out as she hit the hard ground, her face landing in a puddle of what she hoped was mud. In a vain attempt, Nina struggled against her captors strong grip, her eyes glaring at him as he turned her to face him. "How dare you! Put me down!" Nina yelled, kicking her legs against him she yelped out as he gripped at her tender breast, watching him as his eyes looked over her like piece of meat. "Let go of me you pig!" Nina screamed, her eyes shutting tight as she continued to thrash about, scared that she had just made herself another victim of their slave trade.​
 
Daz smiled wickedly, though the smile was quick to fade when her foot connected with his chin. The mercenary's head was knocked to face the right side before with savage reprisal, he pushed her aside, pinning her to the ground on her belly, sitting on her backside and her legs. Feeling her feet pound against his back, she sure was a feisty kind. "Pig? I should be tellin' that to you. You'd be wallowing in dirt for food when I'm through with you!" he said, smiling as he took the end of his gun, bunting her at the back of the head before she was able to muster a reply.

He made sure to hit gently, enough to incapacitate her as he pulled up her limp, unconscious body. Taking a knife and a stick, he called the Mogul and removed the bark on the middle part, putting a hole on each end. Fitting a slightly thin yet strong fibrous rope, he tied a knot onto each end. Then, walking up to her unconscious body slumped up against the trunk of a tree. Opening her mouth, he softly pushed the gag right into her mouth, behind her teeth. The tough wood of the oaken branch used would make it a suitable bar gag. Tying it behind her head snug, he then looked over at her body, taking out a length of rope.

He bound her hands behind her back, wrist to wrist, elbow to elbow. The strenuous position was furthered when he bound a rope above and below her breasts, looping around her arms to ensure that her appendage would be forced onto her back. Taking a roll of duct tape, he placed a single cloth onto her eyes, using the tape to go around and keep it in place. She was in for a treat when that blindfold would have to come off! Walking back, he took a small bucket of water, pouring cold, pacific salt water onto her body, cleaning her of the mud and hopefully waking her up in complete darkness.

"Wake up, piggy." he said, kissing her cheek as he immediately drew back, sneaking right beside her as his hands softly stroked and groped her breasts, taking note of where her nipple was from her tight swimsuit. "What brings you here?"
 
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