Graf von Kreuzigung
In Providencia, diplomatic immunity for ambassadors is clearly not granted for free!
Not so! There's a rule book with everything written down in very small print If Ambassador Moore neglected to read it (just like she neglected to read the State Department's manual) that is her problem and her tight little is bearing the consequences!!I'm convinced they make these rules up as they go along!
"Diplomats were invented simply to waste time" (David Lloyd George).“Now you have really had the Pirate Cay experience,” Tara said.
"Diplomacy is to do and say the nastiest things in the nicest way." (Isaac Goldberg).Unfortunately, the terrorists forced Fred and me to watch them doing unspeakable things to your naked body. The Senator and the Dean have seen the video. So there are no secrets here and no shame.”
By far the most diplomatic line coined in this story! But how will Barb explain things, once she will have to give account of her mission to POTUS?“What happens on Pirate Cay…”
“Stays on Pirate Cay!”
Oh well that’s good.. because those have never gone awry..And it was at that point, that the kernel of a plan began to form in Barb’s mind
Mm yes.. that’s the sort of treatment I like to see them get!All were held in place by an iron collar chained to an iron bracket on the wall. Their ankles were shackled and their wrists secured behind their backs.
Damn ... what a girl!forced sexually servicing of the Senator, Prime Minister, College Dean, Billionaire and musclebound Robert
I think Old Barb is being a little harsh on herself ...She had allowed herself to be abducted by terrorists, divulged everything she knew under torture
Fuck yeah ...and then submit to any end of the day punishments I might deserve for my shortcomings during the day’s labors.
Ya think??She was feeling troubled and had a lot on her mind.
Nice to see the old Barb back!She was their whore to do with as they pleased.
Yes. A very nice bit of the Barb we know and love (to punish).On a whim, she spun herself around, flashing a middle finger bird at all four walls. That little show of defiance made her feel a little better.
Any of us could have told him that! So fucking good!have one of the juiciest warm cunts and delectably tight little butts I’ve seen in a long time.
Is this a plan or a secret desire awaken by the wonderful caning and rape? Inquiring minds want to know.“No! I mean, I’d like so much … just for a day, mind you … certainly not permanently … to share their sorry existence … spend my night with them, bound together side-by-side on the hard ground, share their meager meals, labor alongside them in the heat of the day … exhausted and straining under the pain of Robert’s lash … and then submit to any end of the day punishments I might deserve for my shortcomings during the day’s labors.”
The problem there, is that if Barb is actually planning to make her own plans go wrong, then if her plans go right they go wrong, and if they go wrong they go right. The only answer to such a logical paradox is hard labour with regular corporal punishment.Great chapter, @Barbaria1
I have thoughts and questions:
So Barb has the presence of mind to consider secret cameras in the infirmary, would it not therefore also be logical there might be one at the slave quarters? After all, one tends to monitor convicts guilty of murder and the Boss is a freaking Billionaire, he probably has the resources to afford night vision cameras…
Is her plan to therefore become personally enslaved permanently? I imagine a letter to the POTUS “we deeply regret to inform Ambassador Moore succumbed to her wounds from her kidnappers” or even “ the rebels planted an
IUDIED which vaporized the unfortunate Ambassador en route back to the embassy “…
Then the story becomes “a tale of two enslaved Barbs”, both of whom, I might add, swallow!
Will the real Barbara Moore please stand up?
I’m looking forward to reading Moore of
youher toiling under the lash, and sincerely hope they fail to reach quota!
The following chapter can be when they inform her that, unfortunately, they will (sadly) not be in a position to unlock her chains… was that her cunning plan all along?
Barb has a cunning plan! Turn the shambles of her ambassadorship, all her debaucherous acts on Pirate Cay Island, into a deliberate undercover mission to rescue two American women, that have been unjustly tried!?“Listen! When I became ambassador I was told to be wary of what goes on here on this island, and I was also told … that if I got the opportunity … I might try to look into the plight of two American women, identities unknown, that the State Department believes to have been unjustly tried, convicted and imprisoned by the authorities here in Providencia. You two are those women. I know that now, and I’ve gone to the trouble of finagling a way to put myself in here alone with you for a day. I did so … at the likely cost of subjecting myself to considerable discomfort and pain … as a means of hearing your story firsthand. If I can identify you and learn your story, I figure that I just might be able to not only help you by getting that information to the relevant federal authorities back in the States, but to use what I have learned to redeem myself from the errors in judgement I have made in my short time here in Providencia … and to gain some useful leverage over both the Boss and the Prime Minister.”
"I can explain it all, Mister President!"They had videos of her doing things that would destroy her if they were ever revealed to the State Department, or to the office of the President of the United States,
In many ways this was the perfect job for Barb.. digging herself deeper into a holeshe seems to have a talent for digging whatever hole she may be in deeper and deeper.
I kind of predicted this would happen. And also fervently hoped it would !Moments later all three were grappling with one another in a tangled melee at the bottom of the pit
Sooooo typical!With pouty face, Barb reluctantly complied
My first thought was that they were little plastic toy shovels in pretty colors. That would make it a hard job!.You’re to use those shovels lying over there to dig a pit.
Fuckin-A!!!“Catfight!” shouted Mo Fink gleefully. “Yeehaw! Will ya look at that! It’s a fucking nude catfight!”
You know. For all his self-indulgent corruption, Big Fred is highly perceptive!“Indeed,” agreed Big Fred. “Not only do we have our little ambassador slut under our thumb, but she seems to have a talent for digging whatever hole she may be in deeper and deeper.”
Not sure that's gonna make the slightest bit of difference ...one of whom actually was only playing at being one.
Nope, it's not ...You asked for the full treatment and, believe me, I’m going to see that you get it!
Ahhhh, the continental breakfast ...You get down on your knees in front of me and suck me off, and you can swallow my load and call it breakfast!
Now that's entertainment!I think at tonight’s whipping that we three should apply the lash to all three of them simultaneously and watch them dance and squirm in unison
Icy cold water? In Providencia? Do they keep it in the fridge especially for that use?“Alright, you lazy bitches! Rise and shine!” snarled Robert as he dumped a large bucket of icy cold water over the heads of the three sleeping convicts,
Ambassador Moore involved in a nude catfight?“Catfight!” shouted Mo Fink gleefully. “Yeehaw! Will ya look at that! It’s a fucking nude catfight!”