The Sweet Deal
Synopsis: What could you turn a blind eye to? What if it meant getting a sweet deal? Carlos was going to be put to test
“I tell you, it’s a sweet deal” José said
“The money sounds really good, uncle” Carlos said.
Carlos was impressed by his uncle’s beautiful house, 10kms south of Ciudad Juárez, northern Mexico.
Carlos had flown up from Venezuela. His mom Anna had told him that her brother could get him a job. Uncle José’s house was not the only thing impressive, his young (pregnant) wife Maria was stunning.
José worked as head of security at a farm… a farm? Yes. What sort of farm … Carlos did not know.
“Thank you, dear” José said as Maria brought them out fresh beers.
“She’s part of it too… you know?” José said, leaning in as if telling a secret.
“What do you mean?”
“I got her through work…”
“Huh?”
“Maria!” José called
“Yes, honey?” she said as she came back into the room.
“She’s mine… to control… a gift from work” José continued
“I don’t understand…”
“Maria?”
“Yes, honey?”
“Suck my cock”
“Yes, honey” Maria smiled, and putting her hand on the couch eased herself to her knees—she carried a large weight—eight months pregnant.
She undid José’s fly
“Uncle?” Carlos gasped
“She’s totally mine to control..” José smiled “She’ll do anything I say” he added as she took his cock out from his pants.
“What?”
“It’s work…” José said “They gave her to me…” he said as she took him into her mouth “And, if you get to my level … you could get one too…”
“What… what kind of work exactly is this?”
“It’s a farm…” José said “If you’re interested I’ll take you out there tomorrow”
“Ah…”
“Are you interested?”
“Yeah” Carlos said as he watched Maria slurping lovingly at José’s cock. She treated it like it was something to worship. She rubbed her face against his cock, she licked it, she took it all in and sucked it… all whilst doing so in front of Carlos
Carlos López was only 23. He had a university degree but the situation in Venezuela meant he couldn’t find a job. His mom reached out to her relatives, to her three brothers but only José Gómez had replied. He’d even sent the fare for the ticket.
Carlos was hard, and he was embarrassed. “Excuse me, uncle” he said and made his way to his room as Maria’s moans grew higher—she was getting off sucking cock.
In the morning Carlos woke as Maria shook him gently. She had a tray with his breakfast
“Good morning” she smiled
“Ah…huh?” he said still not quite awake
“I have your breakfast”
“Ah, thank you” he said, sitting up as she put the tray on his lap.
“And, if you like you can fuck me…” she said
“Say what?”
“You can fuck me” she smiled “My master has said I’m to let you have me… if you want me…”
“Your Master?”
“Yes… your uncle José—my husband”
“Said I …”
“Could fuck me…”
“Ah… no”
“Very well” she smiled as if it was nothing
She turned and left
In the car as they arrived at the front gate José turned to his nephew.. “You didn’t want to fuck my wife?”
“Er… she told you?”
“Of course… “ José laughed “I’m the one who sent her…”
“Ah… look…”
“Hang on…” José said as he stopped at the boom gate and showed his ID to the guard
The guard was one of his men but showing ID was a standard and José followed the procedures thoroughly
“Anyway….” José said slapping his nephew’s thigh “Work hard and you’ll get one for yourself…”
They drove around the car-park to near a loading-bay area.
“Fuck!” José spat, slamming on the brakes as a truck roared away.
“Stupid contractor drivers!” he said
He looked at his nephew and smiled, calming down.
Carlos noticed a huge tanker was in a bay with large pipes going into the ground—to what he correctly assumed to be underground storage tanks.
José parked in his ‘executive’ spot—reserved for the head of security.
He took his nephew in and showed him his office, and he spoke briefly to some of his men in their change-room as they changed into their guard uniforms. He introduced Carlos to them
Fred (Fredrico) was given the task then of showing him around. “Can I see what’s down there?” Carlos asked looking at a large corridor
“I’m not sure your uncle…” Fred began
“He said I can go anywhere…” Carlos said
“Okay”
Fred had to use a swipe card and a keypad to open the door
Inside Carlos was stunned!
Rows and rows of people standing, slightly inclined in small alcoves
Carlos stepped closer. All those in their alcoves were naked.
People in white uniform were checking on those in the alcoves
“What the fuck?” he gasped
Near him a woman in her alcove looked at him. It was like her eyes pleaded with him.
He went closer. She was a young Latina. He noticed a clear pipe ran to her neck. It pumped red fluid from her
Blood!
“They are the cows” Fred said as he drew up alongside Carlos
“What?” Carlos gasped, having forgotten Fred was there
“They’re ‘milked’ here” Fred said “And their blood is shipped off to our clientele”
“What clientele?”
“The vampires…”
“Vampires?”
“Yes… I thought you knew…”
“Knew what?”
“We’re a blood farm”
Carlos stood there trying to comprehend all that he was taking in. Vampires? Blood farm? Yet there they were—people being ‘milked’ of their blood.
“Step back” said a white-coated person
Fred took Carlos’ shoulder and pulled him back “Best get out of their way”
Carlos noticed that a tube went up inside the woman’s vagina
Fred saw that he was looking at that
“That keeps them quiet” Fred smiled weakly
“Come on…” he added, “We’ve got more to see…”
And so Carlos went about the whole plant. People—hundreds of them—were being kept in ‘storage’ areas till it was time for milking. They were attached still to tubes that forced them to restore their blood levels, and keep them healthy
They all moved about so complacently… just like cattle.
The Carlos saw one… a vampire
Seldom (apparently) did they bother to come to the farm itself. But this one did and she was so beautiful.
“That’s Jemma” Fred said “Her father owns this whole place”
Carlos had a boner just looking at her. But, Fred was freaking out—nervous.
She was sleek. She moved like a panther. She was accompanied by several young women—he minions -as Carlos learned. They did everything for her—in much the same way his uncle had a slave.
She looked at him as she passed by—but it was more through him—like he wasn’t even there—a certain level of disdain for him, a mere human.
He urged Fred to follow her and Fred reluctantly allowed it.
They went around to the loading dock
Fred explained that there were people in the trucks—fresh cows—they had been knocked out by a gas—which explained why workers were wearing breathing gear as they opened the back of the trucks
But she didn’t… not Jemma. The gas had no effect on her at all. She wasn’t human after-all.
People were dragged unconscious from the trucks
Jemma barked orders. Carlos laughed at how quickly people jumped at her commands
Then, another truck backed in.
When the doors were open people staggered out of the back
“Oh, shit” Fred said
“What’s the matter?”
“The gas—they’re… they’re not knocked out…”
Some slumped to the ground having only made it a few steps
“Stay here” Fred said as he ran forward to join others in herding the people up
And Jemma was angry
Suddenly a young woman burst out of the truck and evading a couple of guards ran towards Carlos
“Help me! Please!” she cried “Oh, my God… help me!” She was running like she was crazed with fear. Other guards tried to grab her and missed her.
She ran straight at Carlos “Please, oh my God! Help me!”
Carols grabbed her and held her till the guards came up
Jemma was angry at the pathetic guards attempts even though they eventually came up and grabbed the woman
“Please… no… don’t take me!” she cried out.
Carlos had helped prevent her escape
Jemma smiled wryly and went up to him
“Who are you?” she asked “You’re not one of my father’s employees”
“Ah…” he gulped. Up close he saw that her white skin was flawless. Her eyes were completely black. “My name is Carlos. Carlos López…. Miss”
She smiled at him calling her “Miss”
“My uncle is getting me a job here”
“Oh?” she asked
“In security…” he added
“I hope you’re better then these fucking losers” she snarled.
She turned to the men dragging the woman back
“Stop” she said, “Bring her to me…”
“Please…” she cried “Please… don’t hurt me” She dragged her feet as they carried her
“Shhhh” Jemma said, drawing the back of her sleek hand over the woman’s cheek
The woman became quiet suddenly
“What’s your name?” Jemma asked the woman
“Angela” the woman said “Angela Martìnez, from Mérida” she added
“Well Angela…” Jemma said “I have other plans for you now…”
Jemma smiled and Angela seemed to becalmed. The men holding her let her go and she made no attempt to run away
“I…” Angela began to say
“Shhh” Jemma smiled “It’s alright”
She drew the woman closer and walked around her. Standing behind her she looked up at Carlos. Carlos still had a boner. He was both excited and scared.
Jemma’s mouth opened wide and her upper canines extended into long fangs
“Fuck” Carlos said as he watched.
She brushed Angela’s hair away from the side of her neck. Angela trembled, crying. Suddenly Jemma bit into her
“Oh!” Angela gasped
She shook. Jemma’s arm wrapped around her, holding her. Jemma sucked
Angela suddenly seemed at peace
Carlos almost shit himself… it was so scary—the predator inches away from him, feeding. Jemma grunted as she fed.
Angela’s mouth opened and she came…
Carlos couldn’t believe it
Jemma suddenly released Angela. She licked at the wound on Angel’s neck and it healed over. Jemma went back around the other side of her
“Angela?”
“Yes?”
“This is your master…”
“Yes” Angela sighed looking at Carlos
“You will do anything he says, gladly”
“Yes”
“You are his slave”
“Yes, I… I am his slave”
Jemma turned to him “She is yours now…”
Jemma started to move away
“But…” Jemma stopped “Fail me and I will tear you apart”
“Yes… Mistress” Carlos bowed
She turned, then turned back “I’m reliving your uncle” she said “You’ve got a promotion”
He looked up to see Jemma back with barking orders
He looked at Angela
“Angela?”
“Yes, Master?” she smiled
“You will obey me?”
“Yes, of course” she sighed “You are my Master”
Fred ran up to him “Say…” he growled “How come you get…”
“Shut it” Carlos said “And go help the Mistress …”
Fred was stung by these words… but he would not argue.
“Suck my cock” he said
“Oh, yes” Angela gasped. She was eager to please him and right there and then she took to her knees and began to felate him
After he’d come in her he went to see his uncle José.
He burst into José’s office with some guards “You’ve been relieved…” he said
“But…” José gasped in horror as he was lead away
Carlos went over to his uncle’s desk… with him was Angela, eager to be with him
“What do you think?” he asked as he took his uncle’s chair
“You deserve a promotion, Master” Angela said.
José was dragged down to the dairy. “No! No! Not in there!” he cried as he was taken in to be milked.
Jemma came by the office and Carlos jumped to his feet.
“Mistress?” he bowed
“I see you’re settling in”
“Yes, Mistress” he said “Thank you”
“You will have your uncle’s house… “Jemma said “I expect that over the next few weeks you’ll ‘change’ the workforce… bring in some better stock”
“Yes, Mistress” he bowed again
He knew what this meant and over the next few weeks he’d slowly bring in new guys and the old ones—the ones that couldn’t even catch a crazed, dazed, naked woman—they were all taken to the dairy for milking
And… Carlos went ‘home’
“Master” Maria bowed as he entered with Angela.
“Welcome home” she said as she faced the ground
“This is Angela” he said
Maria stood up to see the other woman
“She is also my slave” he said
“Yes, Master”
“You two will not fight” he said
“Yes, Master” Maria said
“Is that clear?” he asked Angela
“Yes, Master, of course” she said “I obey you in all things”
“Good” he smiled
He stretched out his arms as he looked at his two slaves, and his new house….
It was indeed a sweet deal.