project wolfsoul: chpt 4: prostituted pt1
#4 of project wolfsoul
Prostituted
after a while we were back at the smelting plant. "you did good boys" the scientist stated as he placed some food in a bowl and put it by us "just one more job... then you're done"
"the job is a simple one" the female scientist assured me. "we're fairly sure you will enjoy it"
"like we enjoyed having crack in us?" I asked, sarcasm so thick in my voice you could have cut it with a knife.
"we are selling you out to a farm owner in germany for"
"WHAT?! That wasn't part of the deal!" I whined before he had a chance to finish his sentence.
"shut up and listen!" he cried slapping me around the head "we are selling you to the farm owner for a day. He's going to use you both to make all his bitches pregnant so they can have pups that can help around the farm when they grow up... all legit I assure you"
John turned to me "I think I'm going to enjoy this more than drug smuggling" I didn't want to admit it but I was slightly excited by the idea. A smile slowly appeared on my face, sex... well... it can't be all bad... if that's what it takes to get back with Arctic then I must do it.
"well, we will escort you to the farm then us two will spend the day at Berlin leaving you two to do your business" the female scientist informed us
once again we found ourselves in the car driving to Luton airport. I wondered why we couldn't be driven to Germany when we were in France... not that It really mattered to me. "so.. do you think they are going to be good looking?" john asked with a smile on his face
"i should bloody well hope so... if not... well we're still getting laid... lots!" I grinned at john from my box
"that's the attitude mate! I thought you wouldn't be up to this since you are obsessed with finding this Arctic chick"