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“Age, sex, location,” Peter mumbled.
“And you know this how?” Lindsay teased.
“You can be quiet and say nothing, or you can talk and blow my concentration,” Peter snapped softly.
“Sorry.”
>>WhoreMaster: So, boy, what do you want?
>>willingslave: To be a good slave for my master.
>>WhoreMaster: So you have a master already?
>>willingslave: Not yet. I’m new to Boston, sir.
>>WhoreMaster: But you are experienced? Or are you a worthless slut?
>>willingslave: I have some experience, sir; but a slave needs to be continuously trained, otherwise we don’t know our place.
>>WhoreMaster: Indeed, perhaps you’d benefit from some time in my dungeon.
>>willingslave: I will do what you need, sir.
>>WhoreMaster: Sounds like you need training in how to be a good little slut.
>>willingslave: You'd break me in?
>>WhoreMaster: I'll break more than your body, you slut. I'll break your will.
>>willingslave: *shiver*
>>WhoreMaster: Do you have a partner, whore?
>>willingslave: No, sir; on my own.
>>WhoreMaster: Family?
>>willingslave: None that bother with me, master.
>>WhoreMaster: So are you working or can you take some holiday time?
>>willingslave: No, I'm on flexi time so I can get time off. If I'm to be your slut, sir, your needs are more than mine.
>>WhoreMaster: This is a good thing, you worthless whore. I need a boy that’s willing to take some time. Have you ever been incarcerated?
>>willingslave: No, sir.
>>WhoreMaster: Collar you and teach you to be the dog you are.
>>willingslave: Will you teach me to beg for you, master?
>>WhoreMaster: A good dog needs to be beaten often, teach it the right way to behave.
>>willingslave: What will it take for you to teach me, sir?
>>WhoreMaster: Your willing submission to my every word and that of my associates, that you will sacrifice yourself on my word if I so desire it of you.
“Gotcha!” Peter smile was feral.
“Peter, I’m not even going to ask.” Connor leaned forward, startled by the conversation he was witnessing.
“Probably a wise idea. This is code, Connor. Associates means he’s into the crowd scene and it’s more than a buddy. He’s also asking for a willing sacrifice, which is a very non-subtle clue to people in the scene that he’s into heavy BDSM.”
“Okay, so how do you know he’s the right one?”
“This particular chat club has very strict guidelines of usage and it takes a lot for a top to be able to offer. Simon and I hacked the database – the guy I’m chatting to is Denisoff.”
“Way to go, Peter.” Lindsay smiled.
“Yeah, well, let’s see if he’ll take the bait, shall we?” Peter didn’t look up from the keyboard.
>>willingslave: What will it take to make me worthy of you, sir?
>>WhoreMaster: I want you to make out a contract, one that subjugates your will and body to my desires, bitch; and you will follow every clause in it.
>>willingslave: I need to worship your cock, sir.
>>WhoreMaster: I’m sending you my photo and profile; if you are as good as your word there is an address, come to it and be ready to stay.
>>willingslave: Thank you, master.
Peter logged off and checked his email and printed the contents.
“That’s not Denisoff.” Lindsay frowned.
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