Chapter 16

Wanda went to the privacy of her own apartment leaving the nightly duties of collecting money to one of the guards. She dialed the one person she knew could help her in this situation, she only hoped he’d be in. In the years she’d been running the prostitution ring for Leonard she’d met many interesting people. Some were powerful politicians, some well known celebrities or businessmen while a few other’s were in business’s similar to Leonard’s. One man ran an extensive prostitution ring consisting of European girls that he collected in the same fashion as Leonard along with other illegal activities.

The two men had never met but on several occasions Wanda, with Leonard’s permission, had traded girls with him to keep the house staffed with new faces at minimal cost. Nicolas was a Russian immigrant who learned his trade in one of the most unforgiving environments that could be imagined. As a member of the Russian Mafia he rose through the ranks and when his countries government fell he took the opportunity America offered expand his operations.

Along with prostitution his organization ran money laundering and various financial scams and drugs throughout the city. He had become interested in Leonard’s operation when he’d expanded it to include the fancy house. He’d visited the house to see if it was going to become serious competition with his own. When he’d satisfied himself that Leonard wasn’t interested in expanding outside the black ghetto area he controlled the two organizations coexisted without interfering with each other.

It took Wanda almost an hour to get in touch with Nicolas and she quickly explained her situation to him. Nicolas listened with interest, he knew his men would never fit into the ghetto scene but he was interested in taking over the organization if it could be run by someone that could. Wanda’s offer to him was simple, if he would help eliminate Leonard and a few of the top people she and Jeremy would run it for him, providing a set percentage of the income along with giving Nicholas another distribution source for his drugs.

As Wanda tried to reach Nicholas so a deal could be struck Jeremy delivered Ariel to the training house. The structure was a run down building adjacent to a motel that belonged to Leonard, the basement was used to break in new girls. It provided a secure location deep inside his territory where no one asked questions, nor cared about what went on. The basement itself was sound proof enough to keep anyone from hearing what went on under the building.

As Jeremy pulled up Ariel sat next to him passively as she cried softly to herself. “OK we’re here girl”. Ariel looked up at him with fear in her eyes, he smiled at her and brushed aside the hair from her face. “You listen here girl, I done tried to help but don’t know if I did”.

Ariel felt fear gripping her, “what’s he going to do ... what about mamma”.

“Ifin you mean Wanda girl don’t you be worried bout her ... she gonna be OK ... you to if it work out ... understand”.

Ariel shook her head showing she did then looked out the window of the car at the desolate neighborhood, the trash strewn streets, abandoned cars and most fearfully at the broken sign advertising the motel. “No ... oh please not that” she whimpered as she wrapped her arms around her knees and curled up against the passenger door of the car.

“Let’s go girl ... don’t know what The Boss be wantin but best he not be kept waiting”.

Jeremy led the frightened girl into the building and down to the basement and felt her body shudder in dread as he led her into the room. The room was lit by several bare light bulbs, Ariel eyed the chains hanging from the ceiling, the dirty mattress laying in the corner, some ropes carelessly thrown against the wall and the large wooden table sitting in the center along with some chairs scattered around the room and an old tattered couch against one wall. One corner had a dirty cracked toilet without a seat, a shower head attached to an overhead water pipe along with an equally dirty sink. Other then that the room was bare, with water pipes running along the ceiling. Even in the muggy heat of the summer the room was damp and cold.

Jeremy pushed Ariel towards the couch, she sat down with her arms hugging her trembling body, Jeremy sat down on a chair, dialed his cell phone and completed a quick conversation with Wanda. Then they both sat smoking and waiting for Leonard to arrive.

Leonard burst into the room, his face still showed his anger, along with him came his three guests and to Ariel’s utter horror Ernie who was grinning wickedly. “Gits over here bitch” Leonard ordered her as he stood next to the table.

Ariel snubbed out her smoke and walked unsteadily towards him. She was more frightened now then in the warehouse and clutched her upper arms in her hands as she eyed the men in the room. In the warehouse she’d been scared but had no idea what to except, now visions of the men using her didn’t frighten her, she’d been used many times already. What scared her was the idea of being sent to the motel, of not seeing Wanda or Nadia again, and of what Leonard said about doing to Wanda.

Jeremy stood up and approached Leonard, “hey Boss man I need to be gettin off to attend to some shit, love to stick around for the fun but didn’t think you’d be needin me tonight”.

Leonard didn’t take his eyes off Ariel as she stood trembling before him, “that be fine but you be keepin yerself available cause I gonna need you to get Wanda for me tomorrow”.

“No problem Boss man, you save me a piece of this fine ass you hear” Jeremy replied slapping Ariel lightly on her ass. As he left the room everyone chuckled at Leonard’s reply, “her ass not be so fine by time you get back bro”.

Ariel started crying, as the door banged shut she found her voice, “please Pimp Daddy what I done wrong ... I jus be wantin to be with you” she said as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

Leonard grabbed her hair and threw her towards the fat Mexican who wrapped his arms around her. He started pawing at her tits, untying the sash that held her dress on he roughly pulled it from her body then pushed her towards on of the black drug dealers. He pulled her arms away from her body then grabbed her small breasts pinching Ariel’s pink nipples until she cried out. Then he pushed her to the other dealer who roughly shoved his hand under the waist band of her thong and groped her cunt. “Hey this bitch be all ready for a party” he exclaimed as he felt her slick hole. Then he pushed her to Ernie.

“She’s a fine looking one Leonard”, the Mexican said. “Maybe a reverse trade this trip my friend, her ... and that slut mother of her’s for some merchandise. The two of them would be a good addition to the show I was talking about” he told Leonard as he looked over Ariel’s slim body.

Ernie yanked at the thong until he tore it from her body, the material pulled up between her slit and cheeks and Ariel squealed in discomfort until the brief garment gave way. Then Ernie grabbed Ariel’s face between his hands jerking her so she was looking at him. “We be havin fun tonight sweat meat” he laughingly told her, then he pushed her towards Leonard. Ariel stumbled in her heels and fell to her knees, she remained there sobbing with her arms covering her breasts.

“What you be coverin up bitch ... don’t you be trying to fool me ... you been showing off them tits and cunt to everyone. Git up so my friends can see”. Ariel quickly stood and lowered her arms so they could look at her nude body. She kept her head down and felt the hot tears drip onto her breasts as she listened to them talk about her.

“She got bigger boobs then her momma has, nice cunt too, not all hairy” one black drug dealer commented.

“She got no hair now” Ernie laughingly told the men.

The other black whistled then walked around her fondling her tits and ass. He slid his hand between her thighs which Ariel parted without being told to. His finger felt rough against her skin but she didn’t move. “She ain’t exactly like you done said Leonard, this be one experienced whore but like he said she be one fine looking pussy even if she be nothin but a whore now”.

As Ariel stood there being inspected like an animal her mind raced at the comments they were making about her body. She realized that they were talking about her “real” mother Edith. Ariel was scared but she also wondered where these men had seen her and if she was alright.

The Mexican approached Ariel, unlike the other two he was experienced in the trading of flesh. He looked Ariel over, running his hands over her naked skin, pushing two stubby fingers into her cunt. “She’s greased up and ready, bend over lets see how tight you are girl” he ordered Ariel.

Ariel felt her cheeks become hot but she bent over spreading her legs apart and reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks. She felt his fingers exploring her exposed asshole, he pushed one finger in and wiggled it around inside her. “She’s not new and greased up here too Leonard, she still looks fresh enough even if she’s been used some” he said as he pulled out his finger and wiped the excess jelly off on her upturned ass.

Ariel started to straighten up but Leonard told her to be still. He came around and looked between her parted cheeks, “girl you been havin time of your life selling you ass ain’t you”.