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~ The Hunting~


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The Mission


On the morning, I come in the reception hall where Prince told me to join him.

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- Ah, Agnes. at last. You're late.

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- I beg your pardon, Master. But I had to punish some slaves they were giggling.They know all about yesterday evening.

- Doesn't matter. Remove the hood first. A slave hasn't to be veiled in front her Master.

So I obey, "Yes Master" and I show mischievously my breast.

- What are you doing ?

- I obey you Master and I unveil me.


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- Stop ! And listen. We have a problem with the temporal transport. Something is making interferences and we lost two capsules. Engineers of Control Center have localized the interferences source. Somewhere in Pomerania, East Germany. They send the specialist, Professor Ibramovitch. But he is an elderly man and an absent-minded scientist. You are going to be with him.

- Me ? I'm a governess, not a bodyguard !

- You are the only free person. I was away from 4 months and I have to look after the estate. And all the guards will be busy. It will be an excellent cover: an old man and his young and pretty slave.

- No, I say no. I don't sleep with anyone. I'm the governess, I'm not a pleasure slave.

- I was just joking, Agnes. He will come during the afternoon. We'll fix your travel, tomorrow morning at 9. There.

 

 

I mutter.

- What about your buttocks ? Show it.

- You know how it is. You whipped it hard !

 

 

- Well. You are well marked. Go on now. You have the afternoon to prepare your travel. Don't forget the GPS tracker implant.

And don't take too many luggages !

- Pfffffffff !

  

Professor Samuel Abramovitch

- Ah. Professor, may I introduce you  Agnes, my governess. She is going to be with you .

- A woman ? A slave?

Now we've done it ! I'm thinking hearing that words.

- What's that dress ?

- It's my travelling uniform. Tailors made it, yesterday in the afternoon.

- Well, doesn't matter. Here is my dagger. I know you'll make good use of it.

- Yes, Master, you can count on me.

 

- You give arms to her ?  She could point the weapon at you ? At me ?

- Agnes is a voluntary slave. From... years. She is fully devoted to me and I trust her more I could do with you.

- Thank you Master.

- It's nothing Agnes. And about the handling she could teach many people a thing or two about this.

- Oh Master, you are going to make me blush !

- Agnes, you blush just when you want to !

- Oh...

- Stop that. Tie the holster and take this gun. I don't like firearms but when you are going with Professor,  you need to take care.

- Here is my seal ring. It will be your safe-conduct. Any body know  my coat of arms.

- Oh... My Master, you give your ring to me... I'm sorry, I'm silly... That ring...I will honour you, Master.

- Prince, just a question. Must I leash her during the travel ? Must I tie and gag her?

- What !!!!!!!

- A leash ? Agnes ? Oh oh oh ! It would be funny ! You have to inform me if you succeed. Agnes leashed ?... Oh oh oh...

- I beg your pardon Madam, if I insulted you. It was really unintentional.

And Professor Samuel Abramovitch bends over and kiss my hand.

- I ...

I stammer, troubled. But my eyes blaze with anger looking at Prince, doubled up with laughter.



 

to be continued...

 
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