Sirens

 

Sirens blared through the streets the city. Blue lights sparkled and illuminated the street not far from the train station. Police with submachine guns stood around Happy 18's while their Colleagues came out of the building wearing balaclavas and heavy protective vests.

Inspector Wilhelms looked along with a serious expression to his employees. He also had a protective vest pulled on and grabbed a few spare magazines before heading to the The operation had started. Forced prostitution was one of the worst Crime he faced in his profession. Ace was known for but so far nothing has ever been proven against him.

See you tonight. The suspicion, that a girl, perhaps underage, was abducted to the brothel, was enough to obtain a search warrant. All hands on his Department, even those who were actually free this evening, got in touch voluntarily for this mission. They felt that Ace was now overreaching and they could finally do something tangible against him.

But now it was midnight and Hope had turned into despair. A single Polish hooker with legal residency papers and a bouncer who belonged to Ace everything they found in the Happy 18's. However, this was not what the The commissioner's forehead was darkened the most. Under his already gray A completely different concern spread through her hair.

Lola was already 34 years old She certainly didn't look youthful Regular staff of the brothel. Ace was forewarned and had the shop with everyone leave evidence. The evidence in this case was the women, or rather the Girls who were in the hands of this pimp. Wilhelms didn't want to imagine what this asshole might do to his victims. He wanted it not, but from his experience in the criminal police, unfortunately this was the case almost a routine that inevitably set in. Knowledge was sometimes a curse.

"Do you have anything "found?" he asked his colleagues, knowing full well that they were The evidence had certainly been taken away long ago.

The police just shook disappoints heads. Inspector Wilhelms took confirmation of his premonition acknowledged without comment. Also Alex, who watched the whole spectacle from a distance had observed, understood. Four hours had passed since he called the police informed anonymously. Four damn hours and now they seemed to be doing nothing to hold their hands even though he had told them everything he knew.

Ace, the brothel owner Kim, who was pregnant with his child, was in his power. Alex and the skater weren't actually a couple. In fact, they didn't like each other at all. But now that the street girl was in danger, the former soldier did everything he could to save her. No, he didn't do everything yet, but he would do everything. But To do this he first had to know where that rat had taken his Kim.

***

Her head was pounding as she went by was surrounded by darkness. Kim tried to look around, but there was nothing there what she could see. The heavy scent of cigars was in the air and she listens to distant music. Where was she? What happened? And how did she do that? can be stupid?

With the questions came the pain, which seemed to wind through her body like a snake. She wanted herself move but her wrists were caught by iron clamps. Strange She heard the distorted jingle of chains as she pulled. Someone had hers Wrestles applied after being knocked down. She had that see the blow coming. The brothel owner's brutal thug had one Manslayer rolled out. Bits of memories came back as she her head twisted painfully.

"What's wrong?" asked them out into the darkness. She wanted to know what had happened. But nothing was heard. There was no one to answer her. Just a distant melody came through to her like an echo of another world.

Kim was lying on her stomach. Your hands were tied behind their backs. She fought hard to get one upright position. She wanted to know, wanted to understand, wanted the fear Shake off the pain that spread more and more as I woke up. Apparently it really was in the hands of criminals. A thought, which only slowly manifested itself in the otherwise fearless girl.

Kim was in the Happy 18's went to get information about a missing girl who had once belonged to her clique. The girl's grandmother was in made a desperate appeal to them. That's what happens when you look around cares about other people's problems, it flashed through her mind. she tried to cover up their own fear and insecurity. She was really stuck in a tight spot and had no idea how she was going to get out of it this time.

She managed it with difficulty athletic young body finally manages to get up despite the shackles. Like in the old blind man's buff game, the skater girl staggered in one of her unknown world. She hit a chair with her knee and was almost fell over it. Then she slammed, still feeling a little from the shock dazed against her head, against a table.

She was just trying to somehow find her way around when she heard a distant, strange voice. Without thinking twice, she called for help as best she could. Her voice was weak, hoarse, but she was still heard. A key was in the lock turned and a door opened. Suddenly she realized that maybe she could had attracted the attention of the wrong people. Once again.

"What do you want "Girl?" asked a rough voice with a slight Slavic accent.

"Let me and Silvia immediately free. Then I promise to leave the police out of it."

"It's a bit too much for that "late," said the man, who probably took a few steps towards her. "The cops are already looking for you. Igor was pretty stupid, not you easy to throw out, but the idiot was probably afraid receive. "He's not that good with girls."

She felt the man's closeness and a cold shiver ran down her spine. She fought again and again emerging panic. His closeness, his voice, the breath, her skin all of this now made Kim increasingly unsettled. On the street she had learned to survive with boldness and self-confidence. She was used to to have control over their body and over the situation.

"You can just leave us leave."

"How do you know that Silvia is with us?" asked the voice, which was now very close. she could Smelling cigar smoke freshly wafting past her nose. "Who has sang? Who told you?"

Actually, Kim didn't have it at all known. When she followed Silvia's grandmother's insistence, she had Acquaintances on the street heard the rumors that the girl was her Known under the name Shiva, bought 18's at Happy. Their ignorance was actually the reason why she went to the brothel and was quite cheeky Silvia had asked, as if she knew exactly where she was. She had that Bouncer even directly threatened the police when he initially had no knowledge denied. She was bluffing. But this bluff backfired.

The racket was suddenly over They attacked and knocked them down. Kim has been beaten many times cashed in and wasn't particularly bothered by it. She had skinheads and evil Survived cheerful security guards and was always left with a few bruises escaped. This time, however, things looked a little different. The closeness of the stranger Man's made her shudder. She felt the danger she was in. Even though she usually looked for danger herself, this time something was different. she was tied up and blind in a strange room. She had no control and not even a hint of hope of getting her back. So did hers The answer was surprisingly meek by Kim's standards.

"I didn't know. One has "I just told me she worked for you."

"Who said that?", the voice asked and Kim could feel a hand sliding down her sweater. At first she stroked her arm, but quickly moved to the light one young woman's bulging belly. The man breathed out and a fresh breeze of the The disgusting smell of cigars wafted around her nose.

"I don't know," said she. She had learned on the street that you don't betray your friends. And even though Raffi was no longer in her clique, she didn't want to that he might get in trouble because of her now. The man's hand wandered deeper until he finally placed it between her thighs. "Let "that!" hissed the girl, turning away from him and his intrusive Hand away and pushed him with her shoulder.

"You cunt are doing well "Very clever!" the man shouted, somewhat annoyed. He was it obviously used to being afraid of him and giving in. Kim's Behavior showed a lack of respect. She was disrespectful with her but not yet at the end. She had collected some spit, and as the stranger When she was very close to her, she spat the sticky mass at him. She met and the Mann gasped in disbelief. She should pay for that.

Kim didn't see the slap she hit, she only felt the explosion of pain on her cheek as it came from was knocked to the ground by the force. She couldn't get through the handcuffs brace herself and fell awkwardly on the floor, hitting her head against one table leg struck. From one moment to the next she saw a thousand stars sparkling before she lost consciousness again.

***

Viktor left the police station, after a short interrogation, in the middle of the night. The police couldn't do anything to him and his work as a bouncer at Happy 18's was not a crime. The slightly stocky man came from Kazakhstan and had German roots Ancestors have had German citizenship for more than a decade. He spoke German with a strong Russian accent, but that alone was enough not to hold him any further. According to the investigators, Lola wasn't a whore either Help. Of course she didn't know anything and went about her work as normal. About the missing girl, about forced prostitution or even minors she had never heard anything before. Of course she worked on her own account and just rented a room at Ace Nightclub.

Inspector Wilhelms looked at this after muscular emigrants. His head was bald, as were his arms Covered with tattoos, some of which probably dated back to Soviet times. The policeman hated having to sit idly by as someone he... suspected that he knew something about the dark machinations of one of the worst Criminals in the city knew, just like that, disappeared into the night.

However, Wilhelms wasn't the one The only one who kept a watchful eye on Viktor that night when he was in Went to the subway dressed in a leather jacket. His shadow was inconspicuous, like a ghost, and yet omnipresent. Victor kept looking around as he watched Rushed down the steps of the subway station and then onto the deserted platform was waiting. The strong man was cautious. He automatically seized those he had brought up Precautions in case the police tailed him. Ace had explained to him exactly what he had to do and what not to do. So he didn't take it Cell phone, like beginners do, but turn it off. He didn't go in Happy 18's but first go home. Ace already had him on that instructed. He wouldn't do anything to help the police in any way could. He trusted Ace's intelligence and stuck to it before agreed procedure.

When he got on the subway, his compartment almost empty. Only a group of drunk teenagers took care of it something loud. They apparently hadn't noticed yet that they were celebrating They had long since left and were saying at the top of their lungs Drinking songs. Nevertheless, the teenagers still understood enough about Viktor keep away. Even when he wasn't working as a bouncer, he beamed He exudes the kind of aggressive authority that makes most people cringe let.

It was 5:30 when Viktor finally arrived arrived home. By now he was sure of any possible pursuer to have been left behind. He put the key in the door of his small apartment in an old building in need of renovation when he suddenly heard a crackling noise. Within a moment he was overcome by an electric shock of many thousands of volts, which coursed through his body, causing muscles to twitch uncontrollably. The The burly man fell to the ground like a wet sack and hit his head tiled floor of the dark stairwell. A quiet moan was all what he could give of himself. Then a black sack was put over him head and it became dark around him.

***

Moans and whimpers merged with the soft cuddly music that bathes the room in a delicate orange light sounded. The man who was leaning over the girl was wearing one Leather mask. Sweat glistened on his chest and shoulders. His Identity remained hidden by the mask, but if you looked closely, you could see it you can see the advanced age of the masked person. His body moved in the rhythm of his thrusts that push his manhood into the girl's ass rammed. He gasped with excitement as she writhed helplessly beneath him converting these movements into muffled screams emanating from the balloon gag were alienated from their mouths.

The blonde girl was in tears the eyes. Pain visibly shot through her body as the man completely lived out his lust for her alone. She was lying on her stomach and her hands were up handcuffed to the bed above her head. The traces of Whips and candle wax marked her delicate back, covered in sweat the man's dripping.

Through a mirrored window Ace watched the spectacle. The dark-haired man sat in his office chair and played with a lighter while the john was just a few meters away the girl took a good beating. That was his right, because he was in favor of it can also jump over a thousand euros. He had been tormenting the little girl for this for a long time Hours. The masked man was one of the regulars and Ace sometimes enjoyed it, to watch him go about his business. He didn't know who was under the mask and he wasn't interested. The city had many rich people Men who sometimes drove out to meet the special one in his exclusive villa To have fun.

Ace was known for his young ones Girl. And if a customer wanted something exclusive, he could almost give it to him always procure. The girl who is in front of his voyeuristic eyes On the other hand, the ass was fucked was just a very emaciated whore who was for let some material do everything with it. She would probably have him as soon as he did Masked man had disappeared, immediately begging for the next shot. So it was always with the little one. For the promise of a long high Every man pushes her into each of her still tight holes, even without a condom fuck. The pimp didn't understand the guys taking this risk but it didn't matter to him if the money was right.

Sandy, that's what they called the girl, In the end, however, he would not see any of the money. He stood by her in the villa for food and lodging. Their payment was heroin, a devilish poison with which he kept most of the girls submissive, who often once voluntarily went into his clutches.

The man in the mask groaned and panted louder and louder. Soon he would empty his juice into Sandy's intestines. The However, the voyeur's excitement was limited that night. Sometimes He had one of his girls come here and give him the money in return Cock was blowing, but today it was a girl that had him worried.

Silvia was one of them Street girls who ended up with him. Since she is young, but not was really childlike, he had her in his normal brothel Have the city center built. She was a treat that men dreamed of made it come true. One of these men's dreams stupidly saw the death of the girl before. This wasn't a problem for a street girl, given the corpse could make disappear. Nobody asked about them, nobody was interested for her. See you tonight. Without getting to the climax of the drama wait, the tanned man jumped up and went to the door. He still had to do something unpleasant.

***

When Kim woke up again, there were her hands tied above her head. She was still wearing a blindfold and was thus deprived of their sense of sight. They had her handcuffed to something attached so that it had to stand upright like a candle. Your arms hurt because they had probably supported her weight for some time while she hung unconscious in her bonds.

A bucket of cold water left her crying out as it spilled over her head. The wetness quickly crept through her sweater and jeans as she shook her head violently and cursed. "What's the point?"

"Just a small one "A pick-me-up," said Ace, who came into the dungeon with Igor was where they now hid the girl. The dungeon was a bunker from the Nazi era, which was connected to the villa by a secret passage. Ace used this place as a playground for his special guests and at the same time as Dungeon.

"What's wrong with you pigs before?" asked Kim, who was just angry at the guys. Actually she should have been afraid. Other women would probably have this too, but Kim had now become stubborn. She felt like she was begging wouldn't get any further.

Your arrogance was met with one punished with another strong slap in the face that made her fall into her bonds. Her shoulders protested in pain while Igor satisfied his boss watched at work. The giant of a man enjoyed dating girls torment. It was better than being the one on the receiving end got. Maybe that was one reason why he saw Kim in town knocked him down and brought him to Ace. The arrogant thing had him irritated, now it should pay for it.

"Hmm, let's see," said the pimp with a smile on his lips and took a drag of his Cigar. "Maybe we'll let you live here for a few months. Pregnant teen sluts are sure to find some interested parties. We look see what you have to offer. Igor!"

At the command he stepped The brawny guy approached her, grabbed her collar and tore it apart with a jerk her sweater. A loud noise echoed through the room as the fabric gave in with a groan. Kim's breath caught for a moment at the sheer power the man invisible to them, as well as the words of the crime boss, who was also unknown to her. She now stood in front of them with her chest bared. Naked, ashamed and far less confident than she was a few ago moments.

"She really has one Roasting in the oven," stammered Igor, who, unlike Ace, didn't hear her had felt his stomach. He made up for this now. His rough, strong fingers slid over her taut stomach as Kim's heartbeat and her breathing increased racing began. Kim tried to turn away, but his rough hand followed their movement. "Can I fuck her, boss?"

"It's because of your stupidity them here in the first place. You don't deserve a reward. The snail looks really hot. I think she will be with us in the next few months Another fifty grand or something like that before we finally get it "Dispose of it," said the boss in a disturbingly quiet tone. The girl trembling as he reached for her, cigar in hand. she wanted not to be afraid, didn't want to show weakness to these bandits, but they did couldn't help it. Her body took control and betrayed her. She felt the warmth of the bed of embers as he placed the cigar beneath her right Nipple held. Suddenly she became very quiet so as not to accidentally hurt herself burn. Ace noticed her reaction and smiled contentedly. The thing was really pretty, causing her pain would certainly give his customers great pleasure prepare. He held the tip of his cigar over the girl's nipples and gave her a little pat with his finger.

Kim gasped as the hot Ash from a low height on her due to pregnancy anyway sensitive nipple fell. Fear now battled with anger. Desperate she tugged at her handcuffs, mentally cursing the blindfold prevented them from doing anything effective against these bastards company.

"I think girls, we "Both of you are going to have a lot of fun," Ace murmured, then squeezed He pressed the smoldering cigar tip against her delicate skin and coaxed one out of her shrill scream while Igor and his master smiled contentedly. Her His exposed body turned like a fish on a rake. Of panicked pain Driven, the girl's joints chafed against the metal of the Handcuffs bloody.

***

It distorted in panic face as it was pushed underwater by a strong hand. The blue eyes seemed to bulge from their sockets, while the mouth was wide was torn open. The fear of drowning was one of the worst primal instincts of the human. It was exploiting this fear that Alex took advantage of.

"Where is she?" he cried, as he pulled Viktor's head out of the water. His words echoed through the old Factory building, which was located in an abandoned area on the outskirts of the city. "Where is Kim!"

Alex had Viktor before this Apartment ambushed. The Afghanistan veteran was not afraid of the big one Professional thug. The element of surprise and a stun gun were on been his side. Now Viktor was lying on a bed that looked like a rocker a steel pipe. Alex had his victim attached to them with tension straps An improvised torture bench was tied to the headboard Rusted metal tub filled with rainwater.

Viktor spat and snorted panicked but said nothing. He was also an Afghanistan veteran, albeit from another war. He swore something in Russian that Alex didn't understand. This guy was a tough nut to crack. But Alex knew very well that this guy could and would speak German. It was a brutal competition in which It was all about making the victim submissive through fear without killing him. He had heard this sentence from a CIA agent while he was outside Kunduz was on the way.

"Where is Kim! I know that "You know it!" he shouted at the shiny Kazakh.

"Don't know!" gasped the beefy man.

Alex squeezed Viktor angrily again under water. He felt the victim desperately straining against the force tightened tension straps. The angle of the rocker prevented that from happening Water that ran into his mouth continued into his lungs. This kind of Waterboarding made it possible to question the tortured person for hours without that he suffered permanent damage. But something prevented a quick one Success.

He gave Viktor some again Taking a breath while he remained silent. He was still seething the same anger as at the beginning of their perverted game for control. an anger, who gave the man the strength to withstand the torture. The two men looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Nobody said anything and yet Alex knew that from that day on, this man would forever be his mortal enemy would. Out of clumsiness, the young man had Pandora's Box opened and now it dawned on him that he hadn't thought the plan through.

He had Ace's henchman just want to scare you a little. He just wanted to know where he was hiding Kim. This kind of light torture seemed to him the appropriate means. Perhaps It was, but this kind of torture took time and skill. Both The former Bundeswehr soldier did not have it because it was in the German army It is no longer common practice to offer one's soldiers a torture course. And how Alex didn't know how much time Kim had left. Ace had the pregnant girl Abducted somewhere, he was sure. But what he does to her would only be left to his imagination.

He looked again at Viktor, who lay there snorting. This muscular guy who improvised naked on his The torture rack was the only key he had at that moment could take it further. If he wanted to save Kim, he had to find a way to turn this key. He had to save her and his unborn child, that was all that mattered.

Alex reached into his jacket pocket and got cigarettes and his lighter. He needed a fag, even if he had actually stopped. He quickly lit it and took it first move. The smoke filled his lungs. The ritual helped with thinking. Yes, really. Maybe, he looked at the lighter in his hand, maybe It was really time to take off the kid gloves.

He left with the cigarette in his mouth Alex went to an old oil drum with a greasy rag on it. His eyes were shining when he returned with the piece of cloth soaked in oil. For the first time something like fear flickered in the Kazakh bouncer's eyes as he suddenly sensed what perverse fantasies were in Alex's mind world of thought has just taken on a life of its own. Soon inhuman sounds filled the old industrial hall. Desperate cries of a person who is just dying Salvation begged.

***

Like a lifeless piece of meat Igor dragged the girl through the corridors of the old bunker. Kim's bare skin was already torn in numerous places when he opened the steel door and with a rough push into the approximately three by three meter cell promoted.

"Here! You get society." His words were not directed at Kim, but at that about twelve year old girl huddled together on a mattress sat. A white t-shirt and a large teddy bear seemed to be all that was this young creature had and what she could cling to. Long blonde Her hair fell over her face, covering part of her still childlike appearance appearance. Igor smiled at her and the little girl instinctively jumped back. She was happy when he closed the cell door again from the outside and she alone with the young woman lying on the ground in the dim light of the dungeon left behind.

Kim even noticed her at first not. She was too caught up in her little world of pain, in which Ace lived had thrusted into her with great pleasure. Only when the girl got out of her corner When she got up and crawled to the new cell resident, she realized that she was wasn't alone. When Kim emerges from her protective fetal position straightened up so that he could see the girl better in the half-darkness this immediately retreats like a shy animal.

"Hey, don't worry, I do "Nothing to you," she said to the girl. Her words resonated in this Moment almost like mockery. Kim was handcuffed and left alone Pair of torn rags clothed on the side. Her breasts were exposed and You could see the bloody welts all over her skin pimp had whipped her. Even if she wanted to, She couldn't have done anything to anyone in her current state.

The girl probably had about the age of the youngest girls in Kim's little skater gang and in the As the mother-to-be, her caring instincts once again showed themselves made her a leader earlier. In her helpless situation she could However, they do little more than sit up with pain and take them with them look at you with a wistful look. The girl has undoubtedly had bad things in these experienced walls. Just the thought of what Ace and his people are doing to you here Child's actions caused the street girl's anger to boil up. This feeling For a moment he pushed aside any pain and replaced it with murderous desire.

"I'm Kim," said she, while resting her bare shoulder against the damp concrete wall from the Second World War.

"Olivia" meant that Girl finally hesitant. Unlike Kim, she wasn't tied up, but she still seemed paralyzed by fear.

"Olivia, how long are you already here?" Kim wanted to start a conversation with her. She wanted to know what those pigs had done and what they planned to do with them. It was somehow strange. Now that Olivia was with her, she even had no fear. Neither about herself nor about the unborn child in her womb. This Girls now had to be saved, just as Shiva had to be saved. herself was strangely insignificant and dispensable in this equation. Maybe it was that longing for death that she herself carried with her from her childhood. That dark secret that lies behind the desire for adventure and the will to survive on the Road was hidden. That secret that has to do with a man like Ace had. A man she never wanted to be afraid of anymore since he took her to the... touched last time. At the time she was about the same age as Olivia now.

"Two, two weeks", the girl stuttered.

Kim bit her lip, while she clenched her hands, which were constricted by the handcuffs, into a fist. The pain was so sweet in that moment. He reminded her that she would kill the pimp and his racket. Not because she could, but only because she wanted to.

"They will kill us, not?" Olivia looked at Kim with big, teary eyes.

Kim didn't know what she was should answer. At first she couldn't find any words of comfort. Not for herself and not for the little girl who, like her, is from the monsters was held prisoner. All she knew was that she would fight. Ace liked her hit her, but he hadn't broken her.