(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NatalyaAvatar01.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Nataliya Kobevko</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Arriving at Roquebrune-Cap-Martin harbour, then driving to Nice BAF office.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Linda Tuchamba, Veronica Downing, three NPC women captives<br/><br/>I love the moment right before we dock to unload a shipment of slaves. The knowledge of where they're going, of what's going to be done to them, of what we've taken away from them. It's a powerful feeling to be sure. Something I don't get to experience often, so when I do. I soak it in. I'm sure some people enjoy the sight of the dock as it comes into view, the lights of what ever city they might be landing at. But the thud of the girls as they landed in the van, or truck, or what ever we were using to haul them in was what excited me most.<br/><br/>My Mistress was a particularly nasty one, she worked me hard, fucked me hard, and beat me even harder, but I didn't mind. The body was something you can train, my teachers made sure I knew that when they whipped me to make my back just that much straighter. The mind could be trained as well, this I knew for certain as we lifted the top cover where we held our cargo and I didn't vomit from the smell. I didn't enjoy it, but it no longer bothered me like it once had. I wonder how the women down there handled the smell, or if they even could.<br/><br/>I smiled inwardly as we pulled the girls out, the first one struggled quite a bit, but we dropped her once, and I listened to my Mistress tell her to be quiet. This bitch was such an idiot, didn't she know that they would treat her better if she didn't resist? That she would be better off if she just accepted the natural role that women played in this world? Slave.<br/><br/>I helped her strap the red head down, and I waited for my Master to walk away from the van, before spitting in the girls direction, following quickly after her to finish our work. I knew that she would want to get this done and over with. 'Time is money' as she liked to say. The other girls were quick and easy to take care of, and we were more gentle with them. Setting them down as soft as we could considering the fact that they were wrapped up tight like they were.<br/><br/>We drove on in silence, which was fine by me. It made the girls even more nervous, at least that's what I felt. I watched the night go by as we continued to drive, and soon we were at the hell hole those girls were going to have to suffer in. One of the biggest kindnesses that my Mistress gave me, was not making me get out of the car to go into, or anywhere NEAR that place.<br/><br/>I leaned back and felt the van move slightly as the cargo was taken out of the trunk, everything was going smoothly, until they pulled the red head from the back. I watched with a bit of uncertainty as they unwrapped her, and then! THAT CUNT! I jumped, ready to leap out and tackle the whore to the ground, but before I could even open the door, two large men had her pinned to the ground. Good. I hope she gets put with a master that likes to use their animals on their pets.<br/><br/>That over with, I just waited for my Mistress to come back to me so I could drive us back to the boat... or wherever she told me to.<br/><br/>