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Sex Slave Island 17, by Jezebel Rose

Lucy and Cherie couldn’t have been more different. Cherie was innocent-looking and wouldn’t have looked out of place in a church choir. She was dressed in a plaid school skirt, white blouse, and knee-high socks. Her hair was being kept back by a cheap headband. And her face had a permanently nervous look, like a startled rabbit.

Lucy, however, was all legs. A shrewd brunette with playful dark eyes, she was built for fucking and sucking the kind of businessmen who came to Slave Island, but she lacked the virginal quality Cherie had in spades. It was like the nerdy girl sitting next to the popular girl at lunch next to each other.

That’s why Vincent, the CEO of Slave Island, had chosen them to compete against one another.

‘You’ll both have to fuck each other’s daughters,’ the CEO continued. ‘The first one to make one of the girls pass out gets to enter the training program… and wins a million dollars.’

‘Daddy—!? What’s he saying!?’ Cherie blurted out. It was the first time she’d spoken. ‘I thought we were just coming for a health check!? … What is this place!?’’ Her face had turned bright red at the thought of being fucked by a total stranger.

Lucy laughed out loud. Gian was already leaning forward, looking at Cherie with an ugly amount of interest. His lips were twisted into a shark-like grin.

Liam, Cherie’s father, was, however, not the least bit impressed.

‘You can’t be serious,’ Liam uttered. ‘You’re going to let this man fuck my daughter…? He’s a total sadist. I can tell just by looking at him. He’ll traumatize her.’

Vincent shrugged and looked at Liam cooly.

‘So… fuck her yourself then.’ Vincent replied.

Liam blinked. Gian’s smile faltered.

‘No way. — I won’t be cajoled into fucking my own daughter,’ Liam said.

‘Then Gian fucks her,’ Vincent said with a note of finality.

‘— Dad!? You can’t be serious!?’ Cherie cried as some guards entered and took her by the arm. They did the same to Lucy, who looked quite happy with herself. She seemed to think she’d have no problems handling Liam, what with all her previous experience with men.

‘It’s for your Mom, Cherie.’ Liam whispered. He watched the guards take her away.

Once Cherie was gone, Liam closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. The guards would prepare Cherie for the ‘’interview’’ in ways he didn’t even want to think about.

Gian slowly reclined in his seat, his grin still there; Liam wanted to punch him.

Vincent said, breaking the silence, ‘You should both get ready. This won’t be easy. Remember, the first one to fuck one of the girls until she passes out, wins…’

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