The Silk Trap. A Novel in 43 Chapters
Chapter 30: Lara goes on sale.
The Queen was pacing the travertine marble floor of her vaulted, open-plan kitchen. Her long-haired blue Persian cat looked suspiciously at the nervous fidgetiness of her mistress. The 3000 sq meter church conversion mansion was silent except for the ticking of the giant antique clock in the living room. The city lights of Liberec glistened in the distance from her open curved balcony.
The Queen kept looking at her phone, waiting for it to ring. It was getting close to midnight.
She walked back to the dining table, sat down at one end of the 72" round banquet-sized mahogany table, and took another sip of her favorite Remy Martin XO cognac. At the same time, she made up her mind on the final selection of pictures that lay scattered in front of her.
And then the phone rang. It was Jakub.
“Hi, I was waiting for you.” said the queen sounding a little irritated as she switched the phone to the speaker.
“Hi, Adéla, “Sorry darling.” a deep Saturnian voice replied, filling the room with his deep sonorous voice.
“Are you coming home tonite or staying in the city?”Adéla asked as she smoothened the drape of her long black silk nightrobe. “I miss you,” she continued sounding a bit lonely.
“I’ll be there tomorrow. Promise.” I miss you too, Adéla.” replied Jakub in a softer tone.
“Have you made the final selection?” he returned to a more serious and officious tone.
“Yes,” replied Adéla looking back down at the pictures of women going up for the online auction tonight.
She had selected the four women she wanted to offer her elite clients to bid on to have cybersex with.
The final bid price would guarantee the client private access to the selected girl to have live cyber sex with. The client could talk to the girl on a live video chat and then ask her to do whatever captured his imagination. Then they could follow up and meet the girls in person if they wanted, at a later date for a higher fee. The girl earned an extra commission if she could convert the cybersex into a physical session with the client.
That is how the business worked.
The girls would be first auctioned online to a select group high paying private members for different kinds of cybersex that ranged from sex chats, virtual role-plays, and live shows where the girls indulged in live sex with other actors in private settings. The Jacob’s army would then license the content to porn channels and websites worldwide. The girls would also be available for physical sessions if the client were willing to pay a premium price.
The Queen ran the operation with Jacob, who provided all the physical and technology solutions. The girls would be paid as little as possible to keep them busy earning and creating as much content and OTF (opportunity to Fuck) as possible; (The queen was very proud to have invented this acronym as a distortion of a standard media term called OTS which stood for Opportunity To See). Most of the girls were from eastern Europe, and some came from Germany. Once in a while, `Jacob’s army,’ as Jacob liked to call them, would find some women in nightclubs and shopping malls who were either kidnapped or were lured into cyberporn based on promises of “bigger acting roles” in the future. Most of the time, the girls were threatened or beaten into submission, which included taking away their passports and money.
In the worst-case scenario, if the girl were adamant and did not concede to the wishes of the Queen, she would be drugged and raped numerous times until she was ready. In addition, the Queen kept well-documented records of all family and relatives of the girls as a guarantee in case she escaped or ratted to the police. The girls were warned that any desire to escape or go to the police would lead to serious harm to their family members.
If all threats failed …which once in a while did… the queen could instruct Jacob’s army to delete the file.
But right now, the Queen was most concerned about arranging the grand online auction.
“There are three of them that we should start the auction at 300 Euros, and then there is one I want to start at 500.”
“Where are the three from?” Jacob asked, making notes as he spoke.
“Two are from Moldova, and the third is from Poland. All three are 22 years old.” The queen answered. They know what to do, and they are ready, so it's not a problem.
Ok, and what about the last one.
She’s Spanish. They found her in Prague. But she is a wild one. So we’ll have to start her off on molly and see how she behaves.
“If she is wild, we need first to tame her,” came the reply from Jacob, who sounded a bit concerned.
“I think I know how to calm her down. Jan sent me some details about her sister in Germany that I think will help.” The queen replied, trying to reassure Jacob.
“Ok. But make sure she is ready first. What’s her name?” Jacob replied, convinced by Adéla's reply.
“Lara,” replied Adéla.
Ok. Do you have enough pictures of all the girls?
“Yes. We brought the girls to the studio yesterday to get all the right poses, except for Lara. But I have a great video of Lara in the blue room with Pati,” replied the Queen with some pride in her voice. “Lara is beautiful, you’ll see,” she said after a small pause.
“Can I meet her?” Jacob sounded eager as he asked.
“Yes, if you want, but let me first make sure she is ready for you.” replied the Queen with a little firmness in her voice.
“Sure, sure. You tell me when she’s ready. Would love to spend some time with another of your favorites,”..Jacob replied as he laughed greedily.
The queen loved to hear Jacob sounding happy. She really loved him and knew that he loved her too.
“Ok.” Jacob continued. “Send the pictures and videos to Simon. I’ll let him know what to expect. He’ll set up the auction for tomorrow evening. I’ll send all the invites and let them know the auction will be live for an hour.”
Jacob spoke in a soft baby voice this time and said, “I love you, baby. Gotta go now. Sweet dreams, my Cinderella.”
“I love you, Jacob,” replied the queen blushing slightly in her ears. She loved Jacob calling her Cinderella.
Adéla, aka the Queen, put the phone down, looked at herself in the porcelain framed mirror, and smiled.
