People Trafficker (36 page)

“I will take her, Salem, but I’ll have to talk to Karen for you. All Sirec’s girls are usually up for a night of sex, so I can’t see there being a problem. So what of the other girl you have?”

He grinned.
“She was a very good buy, Halif. Fourteen, is beautiful, obedient and a very bright kid. I’ve spent time with her during the siesta showing her ways she can please me. I intend to use her when Sammy is not available. Already she is proving to be a very good learner. But last night was something else. I did my random check of their room. It is something I do often, checking the drawers, the wardrobe in fact everywhere. It is important I keep them on their toes and ensure they are keeping to my rules. I pulled back their bedcovers and seeing her lying there naked, I wanted her there and then. So I gave Sammy a night off and she took over from Sammy completely. I tell you Halif, it is to be recommended taking such a naive young girl to your bed. They are so tight, squeal a lot but she still wanted to please.”

Halif was well aware that children even younger than fourteen are often married in many countries. But in his own mind he considered them still to be children and felt sad to hear this man enthuse over what he’d done with her. In this way he was glad they’d come to get the girls out. However, for the moment it was essential to keep the facade up, in order to locate the girls.
“I can believe that, Salem, you’re indeed a very lucky man to have acquired such a girl. Where do you usually keep the girls?”

“They’re kept together, that’s all you need to know. Sammy will be brought to your room after you retire.”
He answered in a way that indicated Halif should not to be pursuing this line of enquiry.

After lunch Karen was left alone to wander round the house. Halif and Salem had gone into his study, shut the door and were engrossed in conversation. She could never understand these people. Outside the house was often left in an unkept condition with rubbish around. While inside the houses were immaculate, opulent and expensive. She must have, over the afternoon, checked every room as discreetly as she could, but the girls were not here, of that she was sure, although one room she was certain was a girls’ room, it had everything inside you’d expect for a room in constant use by a girl or girls. Eventually, fed up, she went outside and settled down in an area set aside for outside dining. Karen was disappointed; she’d thought they would be leaving with the girls by now, like the last girl, but it seemed it was going to be slow going. She also didn’t like this man; he was too laid back, as if he knew something they didn’t.

Halif joined her outside, taking a seat at her side. “He has the girls, I’m to have the older girl for the night, but he won’t tell me where the other girl is. So Salem needs to be distracted tonight, Karen. It will give me time to sort out with the older one just where they are being kept. Once I find that I’ll use my men to sort out the guards. Then we’ll be on our way.”

Karen frowned. “When you say distracted, how do you expect me to do that, unless you intend to retire early with this girl and I play cards with him or something?”

Halif grinned at the girl’s naivety. “Salem fancies you. He’s not interested in cards. I told him you’re a Sirec girl and his girls are always up for a night of sex. Saeed told Sirec you’ve already plenty of experience in pleasing a man; he even enthused over your lap dancing techniques, so give him a night to remember while we find the girls.”

Karen glared at him. “You have to be joking; I’ve no intention of spending a night with a complete stranger and even more so letting him fuck me.”

He leaned closer to her and gripped her arm. “Listen, you do as you’re told. I’m not pissing about the country looking for a couple of worthless girls while some skinny eighteen-year-old female Sirec’s bought and paid for, tries to dictate to me what she will and won’t do.”

Karen shook his hand off her arm and turned to face him. “What’s this bought and paid for bit? I’ve agreed with Sirec to be his girlfriend. In return he promised to treat me with dignity, on an equal footing. Give me time to settle and get to know him before we even think about sharing a bedroom. And I’ll tell you this, nothing was ever mentioned about me being handed out to any Tom, Dick or Harry who wants something to fuck, otherwise I’d have been on that helicopter with the soldiers. As it is I’ve agreed to a six months’ trial in exchange for the girls.”

Halif began to laugh. “You have no idea what you’ve got yourself into have you?”

“Excuse me?”

“From the day Sirec paid for you, you were his property. You escaped yes, but you’re so arrogant, so full of yourself, you had the audacity to walk back in, wielding weapons and believing you were invincible. Well, Karen Marshall, you’re a bloody fool. You even saved us the cost of bringing you back. Walked directly into Sirec’s clutches demanding he treats you like a girlfriend. He’s no snotty eighteen-year-old lad trying to impress a girl to get inside her knickers. Oh he’ll be courteous, kind and considerate, that’s until you object - try to tell him, rather than he tell you, then you’ll see another side of Sirec. It is a side, Karen, which will have you on your knees begging forgiveness, promising never to answer back again and doing whatever he demands.”

“So it was all lies, he never really wanted me for who I am, my personality. I’m just something he owns and nothing more?”

“You have it in one, so you’d better get used to it. You’re never going home. You will certainly bear his children, share his bed the very first night you’re back and sometimes, like this time, you will entertain another man for him. Now as I said you’re going with this man and I don’t want to hear any more objections. You’re not a shy girl, besides being well used to taking your clothes off around men, even dancing naked in front of them. So I’ll expect you to be pleasant, let him fuck you, or give him a blow job. I’m not bothered. Do either, or both, so long as you give him a good time and he’s not getting in our way. Do I make myself clear?”

“And the alternative?” she asked.

Halif laughed. “There is no alternative. You’ll be handed to him whether you agree or not, for his pleasure. Struggle or object and I understand he has a punishment room which he uses on any girl who refuses his advances. He tells me he strings her up naked, like a carcass of beef, and lays in with a leather strap to her bottom. Perhaps I should ask if I can borrow the room to loosen you up for him. It’s up to you, but personally I’d accept his bed, Karen, it’s less painful and could be infinitely more enjoyable.”

Karen knew there was no way out. She was now in a world where no matter what she wanted, they had no interest in her as a human being, she was just something to be used and bartered with.

“So how long do you expect me to let this man fuck me for?”

“As long as it takes. You stay in the bedroom with him. You give him the time of his life so he doesn’t want to come out, because if you fail to do that and he does come looking for me, Karen, I’ll be in there and tie you down on the fucking bed myself. Has that answered your naive question?”

She sighed. “I suppose. Like you say I don’t have an option, I’ll do as you ask.”

“Good... dinner’s in an hour, get upstairs to the bathroom, wash your hair and clean yourself up. Perhaps you can make yourself look more desirable, rather than some scruffy excuse for a soldier. A dress has been found for you the girl Sammy uses, she’s your size so wear it. Be pleasant over dinner and when he asks you to join him later, which he will, agree.”

Later, after finishing combing her hair in front of a mirror she slipped on a long dress that had been left on the bed. It didn’t quite fit, but was preferable to the army clothes. Karen felt very down. She’d thought at least she was in control of her future. She’d even begun to look forward to building a possible relationship with Sirec. Happy he was going to give her time to accept him and her new life. But Halif’s words had burst that bubble completely. His attitude that she was bought and paid for, and could be just handed over to someone for a night without even a consideration of her feelings was the reality. This was a taste of the life she’d have had to endure, if no one had come to her rescue and stupidly she’d fallen for Sirec’s lies, like the naive schoolgirl that she really was, and agreed to stay with him. Looking at her watch she found it was coming up to seven, time to go down for dinner. After one last look at herself in the mirror she left the room.

“Ah, you are here. You are a very beautiful girl,” Salem said in English as she entered.

She smiled thinly before taking her seat at the table.

After dinner the three of them went through to the lounge. Salem put his arm around her shoulders, slowing her and allowing Halif to go ahead. “I want to spend time alone with you tonight, Karen,” he said in a low voice, while at the same time his hand had moved down her back and was rubbing her bottom. “When Halif retires, I will come to your room.”

Karen wanted to slap his face, but just looked towards him and smiled. “I will look forward to your visit, Salem,” she replied.

A large grin came to his face, but he said nothing more.

Salem and Halif were still in the lounge when she went to her room. After cleaning her teeth and washing she climbed into bed. Wearing knickers and t-shirt she lay there in the dark. All the time she’d sat in the lounge with them she’d tried to think of ways to get out of it, from it being the end of the month through to feeling unwell. Finally she realised they’d not be interested with whatever excuse she came up with, so she’d just resigned herself to letting him do whatever he wanted with her. The longer she waited the more the trepidation of what was going to happen made her feel strange. Now her body was shaking a little, her stomach was tight, the expectation of being with a man again seemed, in some ways, to be exciting her physically and yet she couldn’t understand why. The man was gross, stunk of tobacco and was nothing like her Grant or even Sirec, who was tall, muscular and good-looking.

She heard the door open silently, then close, the lock being turned before the light was switched on. Salem was stood there. “I see you’re already in bed, Karen? Perhaps if you can just get up for a moment and step away from the bed, I can satisfy myself you don’t have any nasty surprises hidden away.”

She climbed out and stood away. He pulled back the bedclothes and then the pillows, before running his hands under the side of the mattress.

Karen was thankful, while watching him check, she’d not placed the knife, as she’d intended for protection, under the mattress. This man seemed to be very careful in ensuring she had nothing to harm him with. Why, she wasn’t sure, after all, as far as he was concerned, this was just a night with Sirec’s girl, she thought? However, it worried her in as much that being in his house with no access to her main weapons, importantly her grenades. Karen was brought out of her thoughts when he stood away from the bed, obviously satisfied she’d hidden nothing.

“Now before we can relax the clothes as well please. I’m not into girls starting off having clothes on in bed. It wastes time removing them and has no value, so just get them off and then lie down on the bed,” he told her, at the same time kicking his shoes from his feet and unfastening his trousers.

Karen removed her t-shirt and knickers, placing them on the chair with her other clothes, before returning to the bed. She wasn’t bothered, she’d lose them anyway and the embarrassment of being naked around a man had been well and truly knocked out of her during her time with Assam and Saeed.

He turned the light off then joined her, putting his arm round her neck and kissing her long and hard. Karen reacted positively as Halif had demanded she should, and soon he was exploring her body. Kissing her breast and moving his hand down between her legs, exciting her until she was ready for him. She closed her eyes momentarily as he entered her, trying to imagine it was her Grant as they used to be when they first met, and not some man she’d only met hours before. He went at her gently at first then began to be more aggressive as her body responded to him. Karen lay there making the appropriate noises trying to make him believe she was enjoying the intrusion into her body, but the reality in her mind was very different, this was rape and she despised Halif for forcing this man on her. Even at the outset she’d decided to give Salem no real encouragement, hoping by being this way, he’d decide she was useless as a lover and he’d tire of her quickly. But he didn’t seem to notice her reluctance and pulled out telling her he wanted a new position. Karen realised now this was not going to be quick like she’d hoped, so she began to make it even more difficult for him, by not moving as he kept telling her to do, or when she did, getting herself in the wrong position. With this Karen was determined more than ever to put him off, and he’d leave her alone. But Salem was very experienced in dealing with girls who didn’t want sex. So he pulled back urging her to lie face down, kissing her on the back of the neck, running his hand down her back and rubbing her bottom gently, in her view trying to relax her.