She hops on a table lifting her dress up and yanking him into her soaking pussy. Their loins play whack a mole, and she moans loud. The blonde woman screams murder while fucking his tiny cock senseless. "Oh, dammit dive deep inside me you man slut," she bellows! Her big fake breasts bounce while humping his shaft. She waves to another Korean male prostitute adorn in a brown crotchless thong his grithy shaft hung down. She strokes his cock, and his strong dong erects to seven inches. This sultry blonde bimbo calls a middle age milf to lick her anus clean.

Miss Plum Eyes expressions reveals a certain death glare at the Korean Blonde Milf wealthy bimbo, and she seems bent on killing her horny annoyance. She returns to a tranquil gaze, but the woman loathes being in a scum ridden place.

Swallowing his dick down her pink throat, and Korean prostitute laps the woman loose bleached ass whole. Digging her fingers into her black hole spreading it yet thrusting her pink-red tongue down her cave. This sultry Korean digs her fingers into his sandy skin. He pounds her vagina aggressive with his dinky shaft, and woman wraps her long legs scratching his back with red five-inch stiletto heels. She massages her anus using pleasing tongue techniques. She ceases swallowing cock to moan about how good her ass feels. "Oh, sluts fuck my holes senseless, and clean my yummy anus bitch, oh yes, yes, hhh...," she screams.

Her twat feels divine as her body convulses with a vaginal orgasm. He relaxes exploding in her womb yet remains silent during his climax.

A woman appears inquiring if her cousin wishes to purchase some of the sex slaves, yet buying these women wasn't cheap by any means. "50,000 to 100,000 U.S.D. per slave, choose your fit and preference," a woman states. Plum Eyes signaling a yes, but first she inquiries about where to acquire Ingram MAC 10 Machine Pistols to the bar tender. He points to an oak door stained dark, and notes, "follow the hallway it's the last door on the right." This eerie lousy lit hallway travels back at least 115 feet possessing many wooden doors on the right and left sides. Plum Eyes brandishes a cruel face while walking towards the entrance to the back hallway. "Meeting the head arms and prostitute supplier for the club, good," she deliberates. The Korean Beauty follows behind for her own reasons. She scours the hallway, doors, and potential exits. "Five doors, thug assistance can barge in and end me, and only the club entrance to escape from," she strategizes.

Kicking open the door, she wanders inside cautious. "What did the door ever do to you," a fat bald man states. This obese Italian man with greasy hair and a cheap suit. "I heard you exterminated my annoying pain in the ass bodyguard, and my guards state you crushed his windpipe," the Italian man notes. He lights another cigar, and stares at the two women. "Six Ingram MAC 10 Machine Pistols with a fifty round clip each and spare parts," she informs. "18,000 U.S.D," the greaseball replies. His slutty Korean female assistant wearing a pink mini skirt and blue string bikini top disappears through a narrow door to the back. Three guards remain in the room with him.

'Anything else?" "You're the boss that controls the prostitutes, and I'm interested in acquiring a few more money makers," she informs. "Ah, you've come to the right place, indeed I sell local and imported women and men!" "I've the supply, but do you possess the money demand." "Seven female and two male prostitutes, but I select which ones suit me," she demands cruel. "Ah, after we complete your arsenal purchase, we'll leave for the big room to line them up for cherry picking." "Three things I love money, my dick, and Korean noodles," he laughs. His tramp reappears with a metallic case holding six Ingram Black MAC 10 9mm Machine Pistols with fifty round magazines, and spare parts. Plum Eyes inspects the Ingram MAC 10s thorough and magazines. "My merchandise couldn't be finer," he states. The Mac 10's weight appears off in two of them. "A few defective triggers, magazine releases, a damage bolt, two damage magazine springs, one with a cracked barrel, and that one's a mere shell with half the moving parts," she replies with a death glare. "Don't try to swindle a knowledgeable gunsmith," Plum Eyes scolds. "Alright," he snaps his fingers. She fetches three new Ingram MAC 10's and two spare magazines. "No, defects with these machine pistols," she informs serious. The woman hands over 180 hundred-dollar bills. He recounts the money twice. "Ah, good," he informs.

"Now on to my real money maker, sex slaves," he roars. The boss, his woman, and the guards trail the two women out of the office. Moaning and dick sucking could be heard passing by two of the hallway doors. The Italian boss calls for the trainer to bring all the eligible woman out to the main room. A creepy woman dressed in pink short, pleated skirt, red lace panties, white button shirt exposing her pierced belly, red vinyl jacket, black thigh high vinyl five in heels, hefty sized hoop earrings, and black leather bull whip. "Japanese anime school meets BDSM plus Indiana Jones, and Vietnamese babe," Plum Eyes mocks. "Save it you deep voice, flat chested wanna be," the trainer screams. The female prostitutes line up first in single file and turn in profile when asked.

A Filipino woman in black crotchless panties and the Ebony woman with swollen belly are picked first. "Fifty thousand for both ladies," he states. "70,000 dollars she pregnant and the other woman reveals health issues," she rebuttals. "Fine," he states.

One charming Korean-Lebanese with olive skin and big almond hazel eyes is chosen, and she appears fresh and healthy. "70,000 dollars." She waves her hand accepting the deal.

Pointing at a twenty-seven-year-old Korean bouncer. "He's not for sale." "How much?" "Fine forty thousand for the punk." This male bouncer stands at five feet ten inches in height with a medium muscular build at a weight of 173 pounds. He appears half-Scottish and Half Korean with spiky four-inch brunette natural hair. Hazel eyes with sharp curved medium thick eyebrows, and he possesses a medium bridge Roman nose with smaller width nostrils. His sharp thicker reddish lips possessing a small scar on the left side area of his lips, average height cheekbones, a diamond shape face with a more pointed jaw, and receding chin type. He reveals a natural calm yet stern gaze.

Choosing a thirty-seven-year-old Japanese woman. "85,000 dollars for the skilled cougar." The woman accepts the deal.

One Korean late twenties with bronze skin and healthy. "Ah, a local small time swimwear model, not much of a career for her in college." "90,000 dollars." A swift hand movement accepting.

Next a scrawny British man. "50,000 dollars, he laughs.

The Vietnamese trainer. "180,000 U.S.D. for the fetish monger. "Deal." "What, you are selling me you stupid fat fuck!" "Money, dumb broad, speaks loud," he belittles her.

Last a Virgin Japanese girl dresses in overalls and a t-shirt. "300,000 for the big boobs seventeen-year-old virgin twat, and she's untrained and we just caught her." Rage of a thousand blazing sun boils in her, the woman turns emotionless! "Done," she states cold. They return his office to complete her purchase. Eighty-six- and one-half stacks of 100 bundled 100-dollar bills lands on his table. "Ah, sweet money and getting more prostitutes proves easy with my connections. "You appear serious, yet your business abilities prove far inferior to my own grandiose skills," he mocks.

She fires a round left-handed behind her back into the bodyguard standing behind her with the Custom Silenced Beretta 92FS Inox 9mm Pistol through her black leather jacket. Brain matter explodes on the back wall as the bullet inters under his jaw and exit out the top back half of the skull. Plum Eyes draw speed proves 0.15 of a second. An armor piercing round tunnels through another bodyguard's right eye and out his skull. He crumbles lifeless to the ground spilling blood over the cement floor. Wielding an Ingram MAC 10 Machine Pistol in her right-hand dead aiming on the boss. "Guns empty idiot!" "Look again dumbass, brought a spare loaded fifty-round hidden magazine for it," she mocks. "Wait six fifty-round magazines remain in the open metallic case, dammit," he states. "Yell, and you die!" "Who the fuck are you, and where did you learn that gun aim agility," he trembles. "Where is my sister," the Korean Beauty inquires furious. She describes her sister and where she was abducted from school. "Her, he gulps in silence." Miss Plum Eyes splatters the brains of two additional bodyguards wandering out of the back weapons room with her Custom Silenced Beretta 92FS Inox 9mm Pistol in 0.23 seconds. "The FMJ tungsten armor piercing rounds travel at an average velocity of 1,880 FPS and create an odious mess!"

The Korean Beauty expresses signs of rage and fear, yet Plum Eyes cousin remains tranquil amidst this close-range extermination. A Silenced Beretta 92FS Inox Pistol barrel smokes, and tension arises in the Italian Boss's heart. His Heart rate increases while his fingers tremble. He concludes the pistol inside his desk and jacket pocket prove ineffective with this woman's sheer speed and accuracy gun control. "Shit, she seems to possess exceptional understanding of human reaction and movement times while being able to decipher them without failure," he deliberates in pure terror.

Plum Eyes death glare crushes the thug's spirit, and his boss crawls backwards on the floor in heart gripping fear. "Information for the Korean Beauty now," she chides with an emotionless demeanor. His trampy girlfriend remains silent. The Italian crime boss pisses his expensive white trousers. "Park Sae's financial building in Incheon," the Mistress. "More!" She left hand triggers the Custom Silenced Beretta 92FS Inox blasting a pretty skylight in another interloping thug's thick skull as he reaches the office entrance. Brain matter coats the back neon lit walls, and crimson river flows out his missing eye. "Damn, she's right that 9mm Inox Pistol creates a dreadful mess," the girlfriend sighs.

"Alright, please don't execute me," he bawls. "Shin Young a weapons dealer and sex trafficking dealer, and he's a careless man," the Italian man informs scared.