Chapter Six
Disposable
Brillcart was a man who was quite comfortable with the business of trading in human flesh. The immorality of the task meant nothing to him. When dealing in other, less complicating merchandise, he was often escorted by two or three of his disposable female slaves who, if the deal went well, would serve as pack animals for the items he bought or traded. When the deal was going poorly, a slave or two thrown into the bargain often enhanced and sealed the transaction. Crying and struggling at the end of a short leash, pleas bubbling up from behind the mouth-sealing gag, the youthful, former college girls would incoherently beg not to be sold to the leering Indian or Pakistani opium dealer who had balked at the cash Brillcart offered for the heavy, plastic-enclosed pack
