Another Man's Trash

"Stop the car you useless idiot!" Amber barked at the driver and they came to a screeching halt as she hopped out of the limo dragging Thais' by the leash.
"Graverobber..." she melodically called out into the trashy, zydrate slut, and addict filled alley. Sure enough there he was, leaning against a brick wall in the very back almost fully covered in shadow. Thais had never met him before and could feel his gaze locked on her for some reason.
"How sweet... Miss Sweet you've brought me a treat, we've never had a threesome before. To think of it I never thought of you as the sharing type," Graverobber grinned finally glancing over the Amber.
"You idiot I don't share even though I don't have any cash to pay you with, my brothers have cut me off, saying the Z makes me sloppy for GeneCo but you know I'll pay you back as soon as I knock sense into them. I need three vials I'm going to be gone for a week."
"Sorry, I don't do freebies."
Amber crossed her arms pouting her lips and glaring at him for a moment.
"Fuck Graverobber I don't have time to give you a quickie just take my word!"
"Nope..." He began turning his eyes to his other customers shaking with panic that he'd give the rest of his supply to the GeneCo owner.
"Well what the hell do you want," She stamped out like the brat she was.
"I'll take that pet of yours," He stated raising his index at Thais.
"Take her she's useless to us anyway," she threw the her leash at him.
Graves was quick enough to catch it and in a returning throw gave Amber her three vials.
"Since when does the owner of GeneCo run out of money?"
"Since when do you care about my business, just take the Gentern reject ans shut up!" Amber was losing her patience with him and stormed off hiding her inner content for the viles in her hand.
Graves for the most part ignored the young woman since he had to finish with his customers who were still waiting that were more than happy to see he had more product. Every once in a whie he would have to tug on the leash feeling Thais edging away, uneasy with the customers stopping to stroke and appreciate her humble beauty. She was nothing like them, no odd colours in her hair, her clothes weren't odd or colourful, they made her dress and boots look very conservative. The Graverobber would glance to make sure they weren't violating her too bad since she was his now and all the joys should saved for him. Nothing but a few squirms of discomfort was all the issue she was having and there weren't that many addicts left, safe for the angry sluts that were hoping to exchange Z for sex; Graves had denied them today, he had already made plans.
When he was finally done Thais hadn't taken notice trying to keep from looking at her new owner, disappointed that she still had no freedom. He stroked down the smooth skin of her cheek to push her scrunchy waved hair back to get a better look at her face, taking her chin in his hand to get a good look at her. She definately had the beauty of a gentern, just wore a more natural looking face, he could tell she was smart due to the education but in her eyes there was a good sign that maybe she was a pretty house... too bad nobody was home.
He started to walk with her behind him away from the alley when he felt her stumble. He turned to her already becoming annoyed if she thought she would fight him, "too dumb to walk or are you just trying to avoid whatever I'm bound to do to you?" He cocked his head in curiousity when she stumbled to the wall like she was about to collapse. He then shifted to stand directly behind her letting his body heat warm her seemingly cold body but taking advantage of this position rubbing a hand up her thigh placing another around her neck, not to strangle but to firmly remind her that he had the leash for a reason.
"Unless you want to do this right here. I heard you were a fighter but you can't fight fate. Yes, Miss Sweet mentioned you a couple times while attempting to make conversation, sweet talk, or just trying to show off her power that she owned a slave. Don't worry about her anymore she knew what she was doing when she brought you here with no money, I knew you'd be mine the moment I saw you step out of the car. It is simple really, same job, different owner, a few new rules, I think you can handle it... Got a name?"
There was a long pause until Graverobber figured out she wasn't planning on giving a response anytime soon. When he realized this he waited a moment more to make his decision and his hand jerked up to that warm and lace covered spot between her legs, just to claim it and fairly tightened his grip around her neck.
"Rule number one pet!"