As her shorts fell around her ankles, she felt that familiar, secret tingle when she caught his eyes on her exposure. More and more she had come to as...ociate being looked at with some measure of enjoyment, though she knew that much of it was also that odd feeling she had whenever she had simply done as he ordered. The strip teases had been different, and while she had enjoyed the teasing, and the effect she’d had on him, her true enjoyment continued to be acting like she was now, following his. The whorehouse outside of town was the perfect place to assure him privacy. There, he could experience all his perverted desires without the word getting around.Socially, Felton knew scores of women. They were beautiful and submissive. Yet he had to restrain himself sexually. They were willing to fuck but that's it.At the whorehouse he could do anything he wanted. He could rape to his heart's content. He could beat as many women as he wanted. There, his word was law.He could act like the lowest. They wanted her to see a shrink, but they hadn't the money to pay for sessions. They only hoped their daughter would mature and become more self reliant instead of absent-minded. Of course, this was not the case, and when she went to school, her libido wanted more. She wasn't sure how everyone would react, but she knew she HAD to be seen naked. She even managed to be held back in school in order to buy more time. Then, when she was 18, she managed to be seen naked by her entire senior class.. I paid them and gave them two weeks severance pay and told them to go away, I did not need servants. And then there were a bunch of small contractors and workmen he owed money to, and I brought them all in for a Saturday meeting and we talked about everything. I ordered in pizza and those long sandwiches and all the other stuff men like. I even had their wives and children show up. For them I had more refined food, like lasagna, and some other stuff my sisters told me to get. There was pop corn.