Conversation with a slaver?

I exchanged instant messages last night with a man who claimed to be a white slaver and a lurker of the blog. The man went into vivid description of what he did and how he did it. He was very convincing, or...he had a very fine tuned imagination like your Simon.

He says it starts out with the buyers telling him just what they are looking for in a woman. In this case, the buyer wanted petite curvy types. The man said that he will take candid photos of girls he has his eyes on and email them for an ok to abduct the merchandise. Once that is done he will make sure they have a personality that will suit the life they have been slated to live. Basically, the reality, the man said, is that a girl who does not have at least average sexual experience will more likely go insane in captivity as opposed to accepting a life of serving a man.

So he will follow the girl. See what she is doing with the boys. A girl who is cheating on a boyfriend, in theory, will make a fine slave. The quiet church goer will not. This is expected of him he said. He said upon delivery he gets 80% of the price. If the girl is responsive within six months he gets the rest.
Then he will investigate what kind of family she has. Does she have the kind of family who will think she ran away to be a star in California? Or does she have the kind of family with resources that will search for her forever?

He said that he is paid very well and delivers just once a year. He will live in one place just long enough to make his snatch and then be gone to another. He said he will study up to three abduction possibilities at a time. Sometimes he gets out of there with just one...sometimes all three. The three girls will not know each other, nor will he be a part of their lives where he can be sought for questioning.
He sent me many photos. Photos he claimed were some of his prize catches. He described the above as a girl who lived with grandmother who liked to sneak into a neighbour's house to use their pool and tanning bed while they were on vacation. The third night of that, he said she was an easy catch.

This alleged slaver said he took photos of his merchandise because he was not allowed to...er...touch them in any way. Said it was his secret way of remembering. The man spoke with a passion that conveyed that he really enjoyed his work.


He shared photos of a "good year". A three woman payday. Photos of women in the back of a van. The slaver explained that the girls were stripped nude as soon as possible. Thus, the faster adapting to the fact that they now own nothing in this world. He would then get them to a boat and get them to a meeting point between him and the buyer in the carribean somewhere.

He boasted about the above photo. Said the girl in the middle had awoken from her drug induced sleep. He said she was so damn sexy struggling and moaning that he had to take a photo before he injected her again. He said that was as close as he came to breaking the "no hands" policy.

He said on some occasions he is invited back to the buyer's lair and may be offered an evening with an old female acquaintance. However, their money was paying for being the first to...use them...begin to train them. Indeed he said when he sees some of these girls a couple of years later they are far more cooperative than than they were when he hogtied them.

Our conversation ended some time later when his final words were like a kick in my gut. He admitted that his tales were fiction. He said, "Simon...it's like you always say, nothing revolving your blog is true." I took a long sip from my drink and thought about it after he signed off his messenger. Then I kind of thought that it is indeed better for me and all of us to know that nothing here is real. Because he could not have been real....right?