"Mike; go and have a shave and shower ok? I'll get the rest of the things we need for tonight," she said."Come on honey let's get this over with."She ...eaned forward and kissed me on the cheek; the scent of her perfume lingered when she stood up and left; her heels clicking on the wooden floor.I went to the bathroom and used the toilet and then shaved myself very closely. I brushed my teeth and showered, returning to my room clad only in towel around my waist. Mom was sitting next to my dressing. ..the pulling sensation is pouncing through me...Hoooot... burning... I am tooo hot... I feel a new thirst growing within me... I am so thirsty.I see the maids spread my legs... but I feel almost paralyzed, I feel the sensations, but I cant control my body.They spray the same liquid in my pussy, and rub it in... it's not alcohol... alcohol would have burnt, but this feels slipery cold.No wait... it is warming up. I feel my pussy getting warmer and warmer, but not painfully, more like teasingly. When he fumbled and failed, he simply used the knife to slice through. My dress dropped to my waist. Oily Hair walked in a big circle around me, making sure I could see the two pairs of nipple clamps. He held them with one hand, the other stroking his chin. ‘You want to guess what these are for?’ Oily Hair grinned, exposing his missing front tooth. ‘They are for you to link your gay nipple to your mother’s cunt.’ I spit at Oily Hair right after the insult. It landed on his face and dripped. . But I don’t wanna eat here either. My shack is just down the road a piece. And Cootchie Coo is a great cook.”Dubois: “Cootchie Coo?”Hardstick: “My wife. She’s a half breed. Half Pueblo, half trouble maker. I never could pronounce her name. We prob’ly got a bunch at our table tonight, but there’s always room for a few more.”Dubois under her breath to Thornton: “Well, there goes security.”But Hardstick’s hearing got it anyway. “Listen, Missy. Ain’t no Sho-Pai gonna say nothin’ ‘bout nothin’..