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Duke had actually found Cassandra in St. Louis where, at the end of a long cattle drive, he had discovered that the politics had actually changed.

The popular establishment’s progressive owner, a madam with a luscious figure, provocatively displayed to turn any male’s head, had introduced specific sexual home entertainment, with the degradation of young ladies as the main theme.

Instead of needing to go outdoors to the row of outhouses to eliminate themselves, the patrons might easily enter a side room where a copper bath tub filled with perfumed water had actually been set up as a urinal. In it sat a naked woman, and the patrons paid a nickel to urinate on her. For a quarter, she would open her mouth and drink they’re offering direct from their erect water fountains.

The men obliged the shameless young girls, whose young wombs swelled with their heavy load of metal loot. When a woman was suspicious, she would “inadvertently” let the last coins transferred drop from her cunt, however the owner of the whorehouse found the guys were seriously insulted by this practice.

When sex-starved cowboys initially showed up off the range with their pay packing their trousers, or when the variety bosses came in for a night of enjoyable, the ladies often even made old and wrinkly and moistened paper profits. At this facility, for anybody who would tip an entire dollar, the ladies would view and encourage the men who ejaculated and masturbated onto the bill before folding it and tucking it into their wombs, soaked with fresh sperm. It was called the cunnie-bank technique, and in the past year, three ladies had really conceived from this practice.

It was a dirty trick, however it encouraged the big tips that made the horrible task beneficial. More frequently the nude waitresses needed to satisfy themselves with the copper pennies that were offered. They set the minimum at five, and the senior waitress, who worked the tables of the big spenders, would accept into her sex organ nothing smaller than a quarter. She was an elegant looking cunt, and might humiliate men into creating a quarter pointer for an overpriced ten-cent drink.

To make it worth their while, the voluptuous 22 years of age would spray a few drops of her own amber due into the drink.

This was the wild west, and although much of the battle for ownership from the Indians and the land wars in between cattle barons and dirt farmers was history, the spirit of the land was still that the effective ruled, and that their guideline was law. Without the timeless battles, the use of power moved to more Draconian steps. The rule of law had not yet become well established, and rich livestock barons had little armies of mercenaries to impose their will. The position of females had reached an all-time low in America. The control, abuse and debasement of females for both enjoyable and earnings had actually reached an all-time high. Even the significant city of St. Lewis, where the impacts of civilization abounded, now had its streets where anything could be procured; where the entertainment was developed to please the passions of the customers, without any regard for the comfort, ethical fibre or safety of the ladies employed there.

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This bar was such a facility, and the enthusiasms of the cattlemen, who still spent months on the range without access to females, were totally pleased. She lay on an unclean straw-filled mat where young studs were paid a totally free beverage to fuck her. The cowboys and other clients watched and made encouraging remarks to their daring buddies who joined her and made highly insulting and similarly impolite remarks to her.

She liked the attention the man offered her, no matter how bawdy their insults. She made a dollar a night for her starring function, which enabled her to reside in an elegant home and to purchase for herself beautiful clothing. She was living high for a college student and having the time of her young life while doing so. Her moms and dads and younger sister knew nothing of her debasing employment. They were back on their little cattle ranch, striving to make money while sending out whatever they could spare to Cassandra to aid with her schooling.

It was her shameless manner that captured Duke’s attention. Duke offered the bartender five silver dollars to have the beautiful eighteen-year-old bury a whiskey bottle in her cum-slicked womb.

Duke was extremely happy to see the lady had a price, and that she was game to deteriorate herself before a crowd of drooling drunks for the price of a set of stylish boots. She got the bottle into her womb, completely buried in her love nest, however as Duke anticipated, had put the stubby neck in initially, and when she attempted to remove it, she found the power of a vacuum. With the tight rim of her vaginal area grasping completion of the bottle, she had trouble acquiring the smooth wet glass, and when she finally got a grip on it, she was just able to get it out 3 inches.

As she pulled on the cunt-warmed glass, the bottle attempted to draw her uterus into its slim neck, and the harder she pulled, the higher the force of the vacuum inside her, so that her puckered cervix swelled into the bottle’s neck. The bottom of the bottle acted as a lens, and those close to the bar, including Duke, might see an amazing though the distorted view of the traumatic action deep inside the beautiful woman’s most secret part.

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After nearly twenty minutes of struggle with the inexplicably stuck bottle, when Duke figured she had suffered enough of the most excruciating discomfort and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to assist the maiden captivating the men with her wonderful bad luck. Using the barrel of his handgun as a mallet, he smashed completion of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, within. The nude entertainer gingerly slid the fractured glass out of her securely grasping vagina.

Blood leaked freely from her wounded sex slit, demonstrating to Duke’s satisfaction the unpleasant internal damage he had actually done to the daring young bitch’s beautiful cunt. Regardless of the cruelty of his solution to the problem he had generated for her in the first place, she was plainly eased to have that massive bottle out of her hurting hole. She had no concept that it was Duke who had actually paid the bartender to persuade her to do the revolting bottle-in-the-hole technique and, as he had actually fully planned, she felt in his financial obligation for his help. That had been his style.

The madam who ran the whorehouse had actually seen the whole episode. She did not miss out on much that went on in her facility, and she was appropriately amazed with the way Duke had actually got the woman to voluntarily threaten herself with the unusual trick. She was likewise angry that he had actually unclear it with herself first. She ran a tight ship and kept strict control of all abuse and injury to her girls. When a lady was to be damaged, it was to be with her blessing and she was to be paid for the trouble. This was her establishment, and her stock that was being abused, so she desired her share of the profit.

Anyone desiring to have or eliminate eliminated a female for sport had only to come to her, and she would make the essential plans. To her the life of a lady was low-cost, however she guaranteed she made a handsome earnings on any female killed on her premises.

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