The Girl – Stories: Mission 7

This time they rode only few hours. As the girls felt the trucks slow down, they could make out that they were entering some enclosed space as the light dimmed. The door opened soon, and all the girls were disembarked into what looked like a large barn.

A strong smell of farm animals could be felt there. Some cows were secured behind a wooden bar in the far side, and the top of the barn was filled with rolls of hay. Lilly was quite surprised by the look of it. She noticed the man in charge was talking with, what looked like the owner of the barn.

The farmer was a large man in overalls and a checkered shirt. He had three boys and a well dressed girl around him, all around Lilly’s age or older. And he had a naked girl on a leash. The girl was pale as a freshly painted wall, and had ginger hair. The type of glowing red ginger. She had a harness over her head, with a ring-gag in her mouth, and a two pronged hook in her nose pulling her nose flat up. The strap of the nose hook was going straight up between her brows, dividing the curly red hair, which were tied in two ponytails. The contraption made her face look more canine, with her tongue out, and nose flattened, but it didn’t make her any less beautiful. She had a sweet black collar with a red heart shaped tags. Her breasts were nice and big, wrapped in a tight spandex top with a top hole for cleavage. She was standing on her hand and knees, her legs wrapped in the same spandex in a way that her feet were touching her ass. A big fluffy tail was sticking out of what Lilly guesses was a butt plug in her ass. The hair of the tail matched her ponytails so well, Lilly guessed it was made out of her actual hair. She was standing at attention beside her master, looking at the men talking to him with dog eyes. The type a dog makes when he’s interested, but doesn’t understand a thing.

The man, his boys and his daughter were stark opposite to the dog-girl looks. Dark skinned, black hair Latino, with hand of farmers. Their skin battered by the sun. She was clearly their house pet, never much in the sun. One of the younger boys caressed her ass, while the older men talked, and she turned and licked his hand. The biggest contract was between the daughter and the dog-girl. She was modestly dressed, with long sleeves, high collar, and a straw hat. Standing tall and proud. The dog-girl was exposed, available, and subservient.

The farmer said to the sons and daughter to wait in the car outside. When they left, the farmer helped the men uncover a hatch in the floor, which led to an underground staircase. The farmer tied his dog-girl to a pole, and walked down. As the girls were already disconnected from their rods, they were arranged in a line, and led to what looked like a underground shelter. There, Lilly learned how the traffickers managed to smuggle people across the border without anybody noticing. From the wall a wide pipe extended. At it’s entrance, there was a set of what looked like long skateboards tied with a line. All the girls were lined up along a wall, kneeling, and then one by one they were taken, and placed on the boards. Every girl was strapped tight with belts to the long board on wheels, and then pushed into the pipe. Where were only a couple of them, and the last were taken up by the other kidnapped people with blindfolds she saw the previous day.