I never even grunt during sex but the moan came from deep within me. He pulled all the way out and slowly fucked it back in and my dick was so hard an... leaking pre-cum, I thought it was going to pop! Then he fucked another gentle long stroke, then another-then it happened. I came. I came with a long gutter sounding groan. My entire body shuttered as a chill ran through me. With each gentle stroke, I came again. I was lost in another world. For that time in space, I felt like he was sent to make. They are present in every big city, Albanian-run brothels are protected by thugs who scared off underworld rivals. The guards are often high on drugs.They beat and raped the girls if they did not earn enough and threatened to kill them if they tried to go to police. On Sunday the brothel is closed and they have all the girls 24 on 24 at their disposal as a harem.They may do whatever they like with them as long as the merchandise is not damaged. Against noon they are all drunk and will start. We put our glasses down in front of us and waited to tell them what we wanted to eat.Mistress Pam said, "Ok whores we'll let you order for yourselves this time, but first swap glasses. You will drink each other's piss for dinner."Mistress Pam is still coming up with all kinds of things to humiliate me and now she is doing it with mother. We swapped our glasses, as told and looked over the menu. I knew what I wanted, but looked anyway.As we were waiting for a waiter to take our orders, Mistress. Then Helen lunged for it again. "Give that to me. Dan would be so pissed, if he found out that you came on to me like this," Helen said coyly. "I'm not coming on to you, lady." "Oh, no? Then why were you spying on me yesterday? And why were you looking at my little toy? Do you think I'm sexy?" I paused and looked at Helen's cleavage which she clearly had on display for my benefit. My eyes drifted downward as I admired her long sexy legs. Strangely my cock stirred in my pants as I thought about.