Chapter 14, El Lupanar Cantina
On Thursday night three young girls (Madison, Amber and Gabby) were dosed with the K99 drug at a frat party, which made them willing participants in gang bangs. Afterwards, Tomas (the nephew of Mikhail a Russian trafficker) drove them to the Cantina El Lupanar south of Tijuana Mexico. During the 2 hour drive, their minds were bombarded with subliminal submissive sex messages. Once they arrived, the groggy girls were helped to the basement of the brothel adjacent the cantina. Each girl was taken to a separate 8' by 10' cell like room. The only thing in the dark room was a toilet, sink, and a twin mattress lying on the floor. Once the sleepy girls were placed on the old stained mattresses, they quickly passed out. With the subliminal directives engulfing their psychic and the K99 drug still active, each continued dreaming of many orgasms. It would keep them in the desired frame of mind when they awoke the next day.
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It was Friday morning as Hector was talking with Julio and asking if their new whores were awake yet. Julio responded that they were still resting and if he wanted him to wake them up. Hector laughed and answered, "Not all of them at once, but let's start with that attractive blond Madison. Go get her and hopefully she'll be a willing puta." He laughed and added, "If not I'll give her an incentive." He opened a wooden box with a hypo needle and some vials of heroin.
Laughing Julio responded, "You know Jefe, they wouldn't last long if you start giving them that shit. You saw what happened last year to those other captured Americano sluts. Only three of them are still active. The other four gave out and you sold them to the Venezuelans."
Hector snarled, "Julio I don't care about what happens to the furcias (meaning whores). They're here for one thing. As long as they cooperate and fuck like sluts, they will be pampered. Any reluctance or defiance and I'll shoot them up. Afterwards they do anything for another fix. Now go get that first puta (also meaning whore or bitch) and let's see how obedient she'll be." As Julio was leaving Hector chuckled, "And the Venezuelans loved having those 4 Americanos for their use."
Julio unlocked the door leading to Madison's cell. Turning on the lights, he walked over and looked at Madison sleeping on her side. She was still wearing her red short skirt that was hiked up. Her white short-sleeved blouse was unbuttoned exposing her nice D cup breasts. The black stockings were torn at the knees of her long shapely legs and she still had on the 6" stilettos.
He knelt next to her and turned her over on her back. He pulled up her skirt to look at her nicely shaved pussy without a panty. Spreading her legs apart, he began fingering her vulva and clit. She started to sigh in pleasure and spread her legs wider apart. With one hand he continued rubbing her pussy and with the other he moved the blouse off her breast. Bending over her, he began sucking on her nipples. She immediately responded with her nipples becoming erect. Moaning in pleasure, she opened her eyes. She was surprised to see this stranger playing with her body.
Immediately she pushed him off and shrieked, "What are you doing? Get off me!" Then in shock she quickly looked around the room and asked, "Where am I and how did I get here?"
As she closed her legs and placed her hands over her breast, Julio with a scolding tone said, "That's no way to treat your amigo. I'm here to guide your transition into your new life as a puta. If you behave, you'll be treated nicely and make mucho dinero."
"But where am I?" Still being drowsy, she questioned in a softer voice. Then she queried, "My transition as a puta? What is a puta?"
Without immediately answering her Julio reached for her hands and pulled her up on her feet. As she stood, he replied, "Go make yourself presentable puta. Hector wants to see you and he'll explain it all to you. I'm sure he'll be happy. You are very attractive and have a nice body."
Still not knowing that puta meant whore, she looked around the room. The odor was musky as she saw the toilet in the corner. Walking over to it, she looked into the filthy bowl. Taking a deep breath, she sat down on the seat less basin and quickly peed. There was a pile of newspaper next to it that was cut in strips.
Julio sensed that she was looking for something and barked, "No toilet paper here puta. Use the news."
She was embarrassed as she wiped herself with it. After she washed her face that still had some dried semen on it, she looked for a towel. Julio again laughed and said, "No towels either puta. Use your blouse or skirt."
Since her top was undone, she grabbed an end and partially wiped her face with it. When she finished, she went to button the blouse, but Julio barked for her to leave it undone. Then he opened the door and motioned for her to go with him. Reluctantly, she slowly walked over to him. When she got close Julio stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her out. He scolded her for not immediately coming to him and warned her about being punished. As they walked down the darkened hall, she noticed many closed doors. When they passed one room, she could hear a girl moaning like she was in pain. "Please give me another dose! Please. I can't take this anymore. I do anything you want. Oh it hurts!"
Julio laughed and said, "That puta didn't cooperate and we had to dry her out. I hope you'll be smarter than her."
Suddenly fear engulfed her. She began asking herself, "Cooperate to do what? And where am I? I hope puta doesn't mean whore! Oh my god, what if it does?"
Once they climbed the narrow steep stairs out of the basement, she heard other girls taking down the hall, but in a foreign language that she guessed was Spanish. Julio dragged her into a large room that had a few couches, a back drop with lights on stands that were turned off, and a big screened TV that had a soccer game playing. There were two big burly Mexicans sitting at different desk looking at monitors. Another big Mexican was sitting on a chair near double doors. He told her to wait there. Julio then knocked on double doors and opened it. He said in Spanish to the person in the other room that she's here. She heard something back. Motioning her to come forward, he took her arm and dragged her in.
Hector was sitting at his large desk. Behind him on a credenza were three monitors. She noticed that each monitor was portioned into four smaller images. Two had video of different rooms with some girls still sleeping and other empty rooms except for a big bed. The third had two parts of the cantina empty except for a Mexican girl cleaning up and another monitor of the front lobby. She noticed several girls wearing skimpy outfits sitting on a couch chatting. She thought that those were the voices she heard.
