Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episode of Becca XXX. Spring Tide. Please read it before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters
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Becca XXX. Spring Tide. Ch 05.
Penzance certainly looked a lot nicer with the sun shining. It was now Saturday afternoon and we were making our final preparations for the night's events which we hoped would lead us to Victor.
We knew he was in the area after I'd unknowingly let him fuck me at the gloryhole, but we had no idea where he'd gone after that. Arrow had searched for CCTV footage around the seafront at the time he'd left the gloryhole, but she hadn't managed to find anything. Victor would know that the authorities were looking for him and would have been extra cautious. Although there were cameras in Penzance, whoever was hiding him must have known where they were and had avoided them when he'd attended our suck and fuck fest.
However, all was not lost. It gave Arrow a new task of finding out which areas of Pirate city were not covered by cameras to see if there were any potential safe houses for Victor and his team. We knew there weren't any cameras near the toilet block so it may be possible for her to plot a course away from the gloryhole through the dead zones and come up with a list of potential targets. It was a long shot and it would be our plan B if tonight failed to come up with anything useful.
There were still no new leads as to what the three sets of letters stood for and I had decided to leave that side of things to Arrow and The Facility. I needed to get my head in the game and focus on our objectives. Yuri and Dimitri would be taking us to meet Valentin later tonight and it would be a major step closer to our target so we needed to be well-prepared.
Planning for a complete unknown wasn't easy. We had no idea where we were going to be taken and it was impossible to second guess it. Yuri and Dimitri were mere street thugs intent on corrupting young girls into a life of drugs and prostitution, but they must have known where Valentin was, he was their boss after all. Their attempts to coerce us into taking drugs had failed so they had resorted to another form of persuasion. They'd opted for blackmailing us with a pornographic video that Dimitri had secretly filmed when we'd been in the gloryhole. The video showed us on our knees servicing two guys like cum-hungry skanks and he'd threatened to put us on the internet if we failed to turn up tonight. He also owed us the rest of the money we'd earned pleasuring his perverted clientele and he knew we were desperate for the cash.
From their point of view, they had us exactly where they wanted us. I had no doubt that this wouldn't end with just one more night of service for their sick boss. They weren't going to delete the video because it was the only leverage they had against us and they would want us to do exactly what they said. Usually, he'd keep girls like us fuelled with drugs which would keep them coming back for more, but with us it was the threat of slut-shaming.
"So, let's go over the plan again," I said to Nat as we sat in the van near the harbour.
"Ok. It's a two-stage operation," said Natalie. "Tonight is stage one and it's all about recon. We'll do whatever they ask us to in order to gather as much intel about the place as possible. After that, we'll move to stage two and go back in fully armed to interrogate Valentin."
"Agreed. Let's go over stage one."
"We'll meet our two new friends at the toilet block just like they've instructed," she replied. "I'm guessing we'll be taken by vehicle to meet Valentin. We need to keep an eye out for any land marks along the way so we can find the place again."
"Lexa will be tracking our phones anyway, so she should be able to pinpoint where we're going," I stated.
"If they let us keep our phones," she pointed out. "I'm guessing they'll be confiscated before we leave the gloryhole. Valentin isn't stupid enough to give up his location that easily."
"You never know your luck, but you're probably right. If he's that cautious, I doubt we'll be in a vehicle with windows either. We may get stuffed into the back of a van so we don't know where we're being taken. If that is the case, all we can do is try to count the turns and estimate the distance to figure out where we are."
I had used that technique every time I'd been taken to The Facility to try and pinpoint its location. Whenever I was taken there, I had to wear a black bag over my head to keep the location secret. It was a hard skill to master, but after a lot of practice, I thought I had a pretty good idea where it was. It had taken me many journeys from different starting points to figure it out, but I'd managed to triangulate the position to within a few square miles. Tonight was going to be a completely different story. We would only have one attempt to figure out where we were and if the place was a long way away or followed an intricate route, we'd have no chance of remembering the way.
"That won't be easy, but it maybe our only hope. Listen out for familiar sounds or smells along the way," said Natalie. "It's surprising what the subconscious picks up."
"What sort of place do you think we'll be going to?" I asked.
"Yuri mentioned a club when he was abusing the crack-whore the other night. He'd said that she should have been working that night. I suppose he starts the girls at the gloryhole and then moves them up a level if they perform well."
"Well, they didn't have a problem with our performance," I laughed. "We might go up two levels. My first assignment involved something similar when I worked my way through the G-Spot clubs. The higher I got, the more important the clients became."
"And the more money you made," she smiled.
"Exactly. So, I'm guessing it will be some sort of exclusive night club or brothel. We'll probably be taken for a meeting with Valentin so he can try us out and decide if we're worthy or not. After that, who knows."
"Maybe. To be honest it could be anything. It might be an orgy setup or a private sex party. It could be group sex or individuals with certain fetishes that they want fulfilling. We'll just have to react accordingly," laughed Nat. "Anyway, that's going to be the easy part."
"And also the fun part," I giggled. "It doesn't matter how many times I get into these situations; I always get soaking wet before I even get there."
"Me too," she giggled. "I'm already pretty wet to be honest just thinking about it."
"You're always fucking wet, you dirty slag," I tittered. "That's why your stinky knickers sell so well."
"I've got four more pairs packed and ready to post," she waved the Jiffy bags at me. "They're never on the website for long."
