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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 altered. There had been amazing strides made forward in mindsets towards morality and sexual diversions. He had visited his preferred bar and brothel and had actually found that liberal changes had actually been carried out, either responding or producing to an absolutely brand-new code of sexual mindsets. The popular establishment’s progressive owner, a madam with a luscious figure, provocatively displayed to turn any man’s head, had presented explicit sexual home entertainment, with the degradation of girls as the central style.

Instead of having to go outdoors to the row of outhouses to eliminate themselves, the clients could easily step into a side space where a copper tub filled with perfumed water had actually been set up as a urinal. In it sat a naked lady, and the patrons paid a nickel to urinate on her. For a quarter, she would open her mouth and drink they’re providing direct from their erect water fountains.

Five naked young waitresses served the tables and motivated the customers to tuck generous ideas 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 useless rebel coins were not used, however it was challenging to spot the men who were unfaithful. When a girl was suspicious, she would “accidentally” let the last coins deposited drop from her cunt, but the owner of the whorehouse found the men were gravely insulted by this practice.

There was a house rule instituted that said if she was wrong she had to bend forward and clasp her ankles to permit the client to re-insert the coins, this time into her anus, sometimes two or three pounds of them.

When sex-starved cowboys first got here off the range with their pay stuffing their pants, or when the range managers came in for a night of fun, the women often even made moistened and wrinkled paper earnings. At this facility, for anyone who would tip a whole dollar, the girls would watch and motivate the men who masturbated and climaxed onto the expense before folding it and tucking it into their wombs, soaked with fresh sperm. It was called the cunnie-bank trick, and in the past year, three ladies had in fact conceived from this practice.

It was a cheat, but it motivated the big ideas that made the revolting task beneficial. Regularly the nude waitresses had to please themselves with the copper pennies that were provided. 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 than a quarter. She was a sophisticated looking cunt, and might embarrass men into creating a quarter idea for an overpriced ten-cent drink.

To make it worth their while, the voluptuous 22 years of age would spray a couple of 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 livestock barons and dirt farmers was history, the spirit of the land was still that the powerful ruled, which their rule was law. Without the timeless struggles, using power shifted to more Draconian measures. The rule of law had not yet become well established, and wealthy livestock barons had small armies of mercenaries to enforce 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 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 home entertainment was developed to please the passions of the customers, without any regard for the comfort, moral fibre or safety of the women employed there.

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This bar was such a facility, and the passions of the cattlemen, who still spent months on the range without access to ladies, were completely satisfied. A small phase had actually been set up behind the bar. To earn additional pocket money while participating in the university, Cassandra operated at the brothel, not as a typical slut, but as a starlet. She lay on a dirty straw-filled mat where young studs were paid a free drink to fuck her. The cowboys and other clients seen and made encouraging remarks to their bold companions who joined her and made extremely insulting and similarly disrespectful remarks to her. She offered the kids the flight of their lives, wrapping her legs around them and bucking her hips wildly, drawing out their desire, and after that utilizing her vaginal area control to milk their penises dry of their orgasm by deceiving 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 enabled her to live in a stylish house and to purchase for herself beautiful clothes. She was living high for an university student and having the time of her young life while doing so. Her parents and younger sis knew nothing of her debasing employment. They were back on their little cattle ranch, striving to make money while sending out whatever they might spare to Cassandra to assist with her education.

The outrageous college woman brazen attitude and daring stood apart even in an establishment like this. It was her outrageous manner that caught Duke’s attention. He was looking for a lady with her outrageous method to sex. Duke offered the bartender five silver dollars to have the gorgeous eighteen-year-old bury a scotch bottle in her cum-slicked womb. He sat back and enjoyed the bartender speak with her, and kept in mind with complete satisfaction that the woman claimed 2 of the coins before she agreed to try the tough and debasing task.

Duke was very happy to see the girl had a price, which she was game to degrade herself prior to a crowd of salivating drunks for the price of a pair of stylish boots. She got the bottle into her womb, totally buried in her love nest, however as Duke anticipated, had put the stubby neck in first, and when she attempted to remove it, she found the power of a vacuum. With the tight rim of her vagina gripping completion of the bottle, she had problem getting hold of the smooth damp glass, and when she finally got a grip on it, she was just able to get it out three inches.

As she pulled on the cunt-warmed glass, the bottle attempted to draw her uterus into its slim neck, and the more difficult 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 served as a lens, and those near the bar, including Duke, might see an amazing though the distorted view of the traumatic action deep inside the beautiful 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 versus the bottom of the bottle. Of the sixty customers seeing the obscene act, just Duke and a couple of others with knowledge of a female’s inner anatomy understood what had actually taken place, but that was enough to make the small occasion more interesting for them. They saw also the velvety sticky goo that oozed 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 agonizing pain and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to help the maiden entertaining the men with her wonderful misfortune. Utilizing the barrel of his pistol as a mallet, he smashed completion of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, inside. The nude entertainer gingerly moved the fractured glass out of her securely gripping vagina.

Blood dripped freely from her injured sex slit, demonstrating to Duke’s complete satisfaction the uncomfortable internal damage he had actually done to the daring young bitch’s pretty cunt. Despite the cruelty of his service to the problem he had produced for her in the first place, she was plainly eased to have that huge bottle out of her aching hole. She had no concept that it was Duke who had paid the bartender to persuade her to do the horrible bottle-in-the-hole technique and, as he had fully planned, she felt in his financial obligation for his assistance. That had been his design.

The madam who ran the brothel had seen the whole episode. She did not miss out on much that went on in her facility, and she was appropriately satisfied with the way Duke had actually got the lady to willingly threaten herself with the bizarre trick. She was likewise upset that he had not cleared it with herself. She ran a tight ship and kept strict control of all abuse and injury to her ladies. When a lady was to be harmed, it was to be with her true blessing and she was to be paid for the difficulty. This was her facility, and her stock that was being abused, so she wanted her share of the revenue.

The madam was, on the other hand, a very useful person, and she understood how to find a source of revenue, at any cost. She was quite ready to sell both the bodies and the souls of the young ladies who worked for her. There was no limitation to the demands she would please if the price was right, and she had actually developed a credibility on doing just that. Anyone wishing to have or eliminate killed a woman for sport had only to come to her, and she would make the necessary arrangements. To her the life of a lady was cheap, but she guaranteed she made a good-looking revenue on any female eliminated on her facilities.

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