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Duke had found Cassandra in St. Louis where, at the end of a long cattle drive, he had found that the politics had actually changed. There had been exceptional strides made forward in mindsets toward morality and sexual diversions. He had visited his favourite bar and brothel and had actually found that liberal modifications had been executed, either producing or responding to an absolutely new code of sexual attitudes. The famous establishment’s progressive owner, a madam with a luscious figure, provocatively showed to turn any man’s head, had actually presented specific sexual home entertainment, with the degradation of girls as the central theme.

Instead of needing to go outdoors to the row of outhouses to relieve themselves, the customers could conveniently enter a side room where a copper tub filled with perfumed water had been installed as a urinal. In it sat a naked female, and the customers paid a nickel to urinate on her. For a quarter, she would open her mouth and beverage they’re offering direct from their erect fountains.

5 nude young waitresses served the tables and encouraged the customers to tuck generous suggestions up into their eager vaginas. The men obliged the shameless girls, whose young wombs swelled with their heavy load of metal loot. The ladies kept a close watch that worthless rebel coins were not utilized, but it was difficult to spot the men who were cheating. When a girl was suspicious, she would “inadvertently” let the last coins deposited drop from her cunt, however the owner of the whorehouse found the men were seriously insulted by this practice.

There was a rules and regulations instituted that stated if she was wrong she had to flex forward and grip her ankles to enable the client to re-insert the coins, this time into her rectum, sometimes 2 or three pounds of them.

When sex-starved cowboys initially arrived off the range with their pay stuffing their pants, or when the range bosses came in for a night of enjoyable, the women often even made wrinkled and moistened paper profits. At this establishment, for anyone who would tip an entire dollar, the girls would view and motivate the men who masturbated and ejaculated onto the costs 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 girls had actually conceived from this practice.

It was a cheat, but it motivated the big suggestions that made the horrible task worthwhile. More often the nude waitresses had to satisfy themselves with the copper pennies that were used. They set the minimum at 5, and the senior waitress, who worked the tables of the big spenders, would accept into her sex organ nothing smaller sized than a quarter. She was a classy looking cunt, and might humiliate guys into creating a quarter suggestion for an overpriced ten-cent drink.

To make it worth their while, the voluptuous 22 year old would spray a few drops of her own amber due into the beverage.

This was the wild west, and although much of the battle for ownership from the Indians and the land wars 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, using power moved to more Draconian procedures. The guideline of law had not yet become well established, and rich cattle barons had little armies of mercenaries to impose their will. The position of women had reached an all-time low in America. The control, abuse and debasement of women for both enjoyable and earnings had reached an all-time high. Even the significant city of St. Lewis, where the influences of civilization was plentiful, now had its streets where anything could be obtained; where the home entertainment was designed to please the passions of the customers, with no regard for the comfort, ethical fibre or security of the females utilized there.

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This bar was such an establishment, and the enthusiasms of the cattlemen, who still invested months on the range without access to ladies, were completely pleased. A tiny stage had been set up behind the bar. To make additional spending money while attending the university, Cassandra operated at the whorehouse, not as a typical whore, however as an actress. She lay on an unclean straw-filled mat where young studs were paid a totally free drink to fuck her. The cowboys and other customers seen and made encouraging remarks to their daring buddies who joined her and made equally impolite and extremely insulting remarks to her. She provided the kids the flight of their lives, covering her legs around them and bucking her hips hugely, drawing out their lust, and after that utilizing her vaginal area control to milk their penises dry of their orgasm by tricking them into premature ejaculation.

She enjoyed the attention the man gave her, no matter how bawdy their insults. She made a dollar a night for her starring role, which permitted her to reside in a stylish apartment or condo and to purchase for herself beautiful clothes. She was living high for a college student and having the time of her young life in the process. Her parents and more youthful sister knew nothing of her debasing employment. They were back on their little cattle ranch, working hard to make money while sending out whatever they could spare to Cassandra to help with her schooling.

The outrageous college girl brazen attitude and bold stuck out even in a facility like this. It was her outrageous manner that caught Duke’s attention. He was looking for a woman with her outrageous approach to sex. Duke offered the bartender 5 silver dollars to have the gorgeous eighteen-year-old bury a bourbon bottle in her cum-slicked womb. He relaxed and saw the bartender talk with her, and kept in mind with fulfillment that the girl held out for 2 of the coins prior to she consented to try the difficult and debasing task.

Duke was extremely pleased to see the lady had a cost, and that she was game to deteriorate herself before a crowd of salivating drunks for the price of a set of elegant boots. She got the bottle into her womb, completely buried in her love nest, but as Duke expected, had actually put the stubby neck in first, and when she tried to remove it, she found the power of a vacuum. With the tight rim of her vagina gripping completion of the bottle, she had difficulty getting hold of the smooth damp glass, and when she finally got a grip on it, she was only able to get it out 3 inches.

As she pulled on the cunt-warmed glass, the bottle attempted to suck her uterus into its slender neck, and the harder she pulled, the greater 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, could see an amazing though the distorted view of the stressful action deep inside the beautiful girl’s most secret part.

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After almost twenty minutes of struggle with the mysteriously stuck bottle, when Duke figured she had actually suffered enough of the most excruciating discomfort and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to help the maiden entertaining the men with her delightful bad luck. Using the barrel of his pistol as a mallet, he smashed the end of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, inside. The nude performer gingerly moved the fractured glass out of her securely gripping vagina.

Blood leaked easily from her injured sex slit, showing to Duke’s complete satisfaction the agonizing internal damage he had actually done to the daring young bitch’s lovely cunt. She had no concept that it was Duke who had actually paid the bartender to persuade her to do the disgusting bottle-in-the-hole trick and, as he had actually completely intended, she felt in his debt for his help.

The madam who ran the whorehouse had seen the whole episode. She did not miss out on much that went on in her facility, and she was suitably satisfied with the way Duke had got the woman to voluntarily endanger herself with the bizarre technique. She was likewise angry that he had not cleared it with herself. She ran a tight ship and kept rigorous control of all abuse and injury to her women. When a girl was to be harmed, it was to be with her true blessing and she was to be spent for the trouble. This was her establishment, and her stock that was being mistreated, so she desired her share of the revenue.

Anybody wanting to eliminate or have killed a woman for sport had only to come to her, and she would make the needed plans. To her the life of a lady was low-cost, but she ensured she made a handsome profit on any female killed on her premises.

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