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Duke had discovered Cassandra in St. Louis where, at the end of a long livestock drive, he had discovered that the politics had actually altered. There had been impressive strides made forward in attitudes towards morality and sexual diversions. He had actually visited his preferred bar and whorehouse and had actually found that liberal changes had been carried out, either producing or reacting to a totally brand-new code of sexual attitudes. The famous facility’s progressive owner, a madam with a luscious figure, provocatively showed to turn any man’s head, had introduced explicit sexual home entertainment, with the degradation of young ladies as the main theme.

Instead of having to go outside to the row of outhouses to ease themselves, the clients might easily enter a side space where a copper bath tub filled with scented water had been installed as a urinal. In it sat a naked woman, and the clients paid a nickel to urinate on her. For a quarter, she would open her mouth and drink they’re providing direct from their erect fountains.

Five nude young waitresses served the tables and encouraged the customers to tuck generous tips up into their eager vaginas. The men required the shameless young ladies, whose young wombs swelled with their heavy load of metal loot. The girls kept a close watch that worthless rebel coins were not used, but it was tough to find the men who were unfaithful. When a lady was suspicious, she would “inadvertently” let the last coins deposited drop from her cunt, however the owner of the whorehouse found the men were gravely insulted by this practice.

There was a rules and regulations instituted that said if she was wrong she had to bend forward and grip her ankles to allow the customer to re-insert the coins, this time into her anus, sometimes two or 3 pounds of them.

When sex-starved cowboys initially arrived off the range with their pay packing their trousers, or when the range employers came in for a night of fun, the girls often even made old and wrinkly and moistened paper profits. At this facility, for anyone who would tip a whole dollar, the girls would view and encourage the men who climaxed and masturbated onto the costs prior to 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 women had really conceived from this practice.

It was a filthy trick, but it encouraged the big pointers that made the disgusting task worthwhile. To make it worth their while, the voluptuous 22 year old would spray a couple of drops of her own amber due into the drink.

The guideline of law had not yet become well developed, and wealthy livestock barons had small armies of mercenaries to impose their will. The position of women had reached an all-time low in America. Even the significant city of St. Lewis, where the impacts of civilization was plentiful, now had its streets where anything could be acquired; where the home entertainment was developed to please the enthusiasms of the customers, with no regard for the comfort, ethical fiber or safety of the women utilized 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 completely pleased. She lay on a dirty straw-filled mat where young studs were paid a free drink to fuck her. The cowboys and other consumers viewed and made motivating remarks to their bold companions who joined her and made equally disrespectful and extremely insulting remarks to her.

She made a dollar a night for her starring role, which allowed her to live in a stylish home and to buy for herself lovely clothing. She was living high for a college trainee and having the time of her young life in the procedure.

It was her outrageous demeanour that captured Duke’s attention. Duke offered the bartender 5 silver dollars to have the stunning eighteen-year-old bury a scotch bottle in her cum-slicked womb.

Duke was really pleased to see the girl had a price, and that she was video game to deteriorate herself before a crowd of drooling drunks for the rate of a set of trendy boots. She got the bottle into her womb, totally 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 discovered the power of a vacuum. With the tight rim of her vaginal area grasping the end of the bottle, she had trouble acquiring the smooth wet 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 tried to suck her uterus into its slim neck, and the more difficult 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 near to the bar, including Duke, could see an interesting though the distorted view of the traumatic action deep inside the charming lady’s most secret part. She pulled so difficult on the bottle that she really popped the hard waxy cervical plug, which flattened as it smacked against the bottom of the bottle. Of the sixty customers viewing the profane act, only Duke and a couple of others with understanding of a lady’s inner anatomy understood what had happened, however that sufficed to make the minor occasion more intriguing for them. They saw likewise the velvety sticky goo that exuded into the bottle from her inmost organ as if the young naked’s uterus was climaxing.

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After almost twenty minutes of struggle with the inexplicably stuck bottle, when Duke figured she had suffered enough of the most unbearable discomfort and stress and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to help the maiden amusing the men with her wonderful misfortune. Utilizing the barrel of his pistol as a mallet, he smashed the end of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, inside. The nude entertainer gingerly slid the fractured glass out of her tightly grasping vaginal area.

Blood dripped easily from her injured sex slit, showing to Duke’s satisfaction the unpleasant internal damage he had actually done to the daring young bitch’s beautiful cunt. She had no idea that it was Duke who had actually paid the bartender to convince her to do the horrible bottle-in-the-hole technique and, as he had totally meant, she felt in his financial obligation for his assistance.

The madam who ran the whorehouse had seen the entire episode. She did not miss much that went on in her establishment, and she was appropriately pleased with the way Duke had actually got the lady to willingly threaten herself with the unusual technique. She was also angry that he had actually not cleared it with herself first. She ran a tight ship and kept stringent control of all abuse and injury to her women. When a lady was to be harmed, it was to be with her blessing and she was to be spent for the trouble. This was her facility, and her stock that was being mistreated, so she wanted her share of the revenue.

The madam was, on the other hand, a really useful individual, and she knew how to spot a source of profits, at any cost. She was rather prepared to sell both the bodies and the souls of the girls who worked for her. There was no limitation to the demands she would please if the rate was right, and she had actually developed a reputation on doing simply that. Anyone wanting to kill or have eliminated a woman for sport had just to come to her, and she would make the needed arrangements. To her the life of a woman was cheap, however she ensured she made a handsome earnings on any female killed on her premises.

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