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Trafficked Love Ch. 17
Date: 4/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Cruelty, Death, Discipline, Domination/submission, Drug, Extreme, Job/Place-of-work, Mind Control, Non-Erotic, Prostitution, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Young, Author: ObedientAngel, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com
Chapter Seventeen: The Hierarchy Angel returned when her dance was over. Bishop was still there, talking with Rich. A few of Bishop’s men, obviously guards, stood by, watching the crowd. Upon approaching, one of the men stopped Angel with a hand in front of her. Naturally she stopped, looking down at his hand, then up at the man. He was bald, with tanned skin that stretched over his muscular arms, which threatened to rip the rolled up sleeves of his black button up shirt. He wore sunglasses that were dark enough to hide his eyes, and Angel wondered how he even saw her in the dimly lit warehouse. Giving the man a good look over, she sidestepped him, trying to get around his outstretched hand. The man was quick to grab Angel’s arm, holding her tightly. He felt her tense in his grip, and he grabbed her shoulder with his free hand, just in case she got the crazy idea to put up a fight. “Let her go, she’s with me,” Rich ordered, making both Angel and the guard look in his direction. “She’s with me,” he confirmed a second time. Bishop turned towards Angel and the man holding her, then gave a slight nod to assure the man that it was ok to release Angel. The man promptly let go, giving Angel’s shoulder a friendly pat to assure her that he was only doing his job, and his manhandling was nothing personal. Angel gave the man a slight nod. She knew he was just doing his job, and she couldn’t hold that against him. She looked back to Rich, who had seemed to settle down from his ...