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

The popular establishment’s progressive owner, a madam with a luscious figure, provocatively showed to turn any male’s head, had actually introduced explicit sexual entertainment, with the destruction of young girls as the central style.

Instead of having to go outside to the row of outhouses to ease themselves, the clients might conveniently step into a side room where a copper tub filled with perfumed water had 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 fountains.

The males obliged the shameless young women, whose young wombs swelled with their heavy load of metal loot. When a girl was suspicious, she would “unintentionally” let the last coins transferred drop from her cunt, but the owner of the whorehouse discovered the guys were gravely insulted by this practice.

When sex-starved cowboys first showed up off the range with their pay packing their trousers, or when the variety employers came in for a night of enjoyable, the ladies in some cases even made wrinkled and moistened paper earnings. At this establishment, for anyone who would tip a whole dollar, the ladies would enjoy 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 girls had actually developed from this practice.

It was a filthy trick, but it motivated the huge pointers that made the horrible 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 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 powerful ruled, and that their guideline was law. Without the traditional battles, using power shifted to more Draconian procedures. The rule of law had not yet become well established, and rich cattle barons had little armies of mercenaries to implement 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 revenue had reached an all-time high. Even the major city of St. Lewis, where the influences of civilization abounded, now had its streets where anything could be obtained; where the entertainment was designed to please the enthusiasms of the clients, without any regard for the comfort, moral fibre or security of the women employed there.

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This bar was such an establishment, and the passions of the cattlemen, who still spent months on the range without access to ladies, were completely pleased. A tiny stage had actually been established behind the bar. To make additional pocket money while going to the university, Cassandra worked at the whorehouse, not as a typical whore, but as an actress. She lay on an unclean straw-filled mat where young studs were paid a complimentary drink to fuck her. The cowboys and other clients watched and made encouraging remarks to their daring buddies who joined her and made similarly impolite and extremely insulting remarks to her. She provided the young boys the flight of their lives, covering her legs around them and bucking her hips hugely, extracting their desire, and after that using her vaginal area control to milk their penises dry of their orgasm by fooling them into premature ejaculation.

She loved the attention the man gave her, no matter how bawdy their insults. She made a dollar a night for her starring role, which allowed her to reside in a trendy apartment or condo and to buy for herself gorgeous clothing. She was living high for a college student and having the time of her young life at the same time. Her parents and younger sis knew nothing of her debasing employment. They were back on their small ranch, working hard to earn money while sending whatever they could spare to Cassandra to aid with her education.

It was her shameless manner that caught Duke’s attention. Duke used the bartender 5 silver dollars to have the lovely eighteen-year-old bury a whiskey bottle in her cum-slicked womb.

Duke was extremely happy to see the lady had a cost, and that she was game to deteriorate herself before a crowd of drooling drunks for the price of a pair of trendy boots. She got the bottle into her womb, entirely buried in her love nest, however as Duke anticipated, had 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 vaginal area gripping completion of the bottle, she had trouble getting hold of the smooth wet glass, and when she finally got a grip on it, she was only able to get it out three inches.

As she pulled on the cunt-warmed glass, the bottle attempted to draw 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 ballooned into the bottle’s neck. The bottom of the bottle acted as a lens, and those near to the bar, including Duke, might see an exciting though the distorted view of the distressing action deep inside the charming girl’s most secret part. She pulled so tough on the bottle that she actually popped the difficult waxy cervical plug, which flattened as it smacked versus the bottom of the bottle. Of the sixty clients enjoying the profane act, just Duke and a couple of others with understanding of a woman’s inner anatomy knew what had happened, but that was enough to make the small event more interesting for them. They saw also the creamy sticky goo that exuded into the bottle from her inmost organ as if the young nude’s uterus was ejaculating.

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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 unbearable pain and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to help the maiden captivating the men with her delightful misery. Using the barrel of his pistol as a mallet, he smashed the end of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, inside. The nude performer gingerly slid the fractured glass out of her tightly grasping vagina.

Blood leaked freely from her injured sex slit, showing to Duke’s satisfaction the unpleasant internal damage he had done to the bold young bitch’s beautiful cunt. Regardless of the harshness of his solution 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 actually paid the bartender to encourage her to do the horrible bottle-in-the-hole trick and, as he had actually totally planned, she felt in his debt for his help. That had been his style.

She did not miss out on much that went on in her facility, and she was suitably pleased with the method Duke had got the girl to willingly threaten herself with the unusual trick. She ran a tight ship and kept strict control of all abuse and injury to her girls. When a girl was to be harmed, it was to be with her true blessing and she was to be paid for the trouble.

Anybody desiring to have or eliminate eliminated a woman for sport had just to come to her, and she would make the necessary plans. To her the life of a female was inexpensive, however she ensured she made a handsome profit on any female eliminated on her facilities.

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