Paulie kneeled next to his beaten prey and spat in his face. "Next time, have my fifty bucks, okay?"Robbie felt all of his anger drain, and his usual ...umility return. He nodded, trying to keep himself from throwing up. "A-a-all right....P-P-Paulie...."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The crowd that had stopped to watch the scene began to dissipate, leaving Robbie on the cold, tiled floor. Who knew that this world was such a cruel place? Sighing, he painfully got to his feet. She was trapped! She couldn’t go anywhere without an escort and, as the lowest wife on the totem pole, had no reason to leave the compound anyway. That status also meant she got all the shit jobs.Sex was a problem. Her husband stuck his puny dick in her once a month only because it was required by religious law. She’d had a normal Western sex life at college and had birth-control. She’d been examined before the marriage and it was determined that she was missing a hymen but she produced. “I’m committed through Dallas but after that...” Ryan said.“We’re in as long as she wants us to be,” Dom said, gesturing to Brian and them himself.I lifted my eyebrows as their boss turned to look at them.“We talked it over,” Brian said. “We ... we both saw some shit overseas. We both know people that made bad choices for the right reasons. I didn’t back away from them and I’m not backing away from Liz. She had a very limited set of choices and she took the only one that stood a reasonable. ”She kissed me, full on the lips, her mouth open, her tongue touched mine, then it was gone.She put a leg on the desk, then pulled her skirt up, revealing a pair a white knickers, through which I could see her pussy, see that it was waxed. My mouth was dry, my cock now hard.“Dad, you can look at my fanny later, now write the number down,” Louise said.“Number?” I asked.“Look, on the inside of my thigh, at the very top, the number!” I looked, there right at the top of her thigh a number. Twenty.