Even a bum on skid row would stand several levels above me now. I was the total and consumate slave of a group of women who despised me because I gul...ed and swallowed their shit, piss, and cunt juice each day, and I was also a hopeless slave to my own obscene cravings._________________________________________I was allowed to sleep for the rest of the day after the lashing, and pain relievers and medication were provided me, so that I was able to sleep that night, absolutely exhausted. And, of course, it helps the girls too; some need the money, others just like the rush and the excitement. It’s just another aspect of the club’s experience. So you see, it works out for everybody.”“Wow, I guess I just never realized that we could be that much in demand! But, what about the performers? Surely they must really be sought after? They don’t do that too, do they?”“Especially the performers, and precisely because they are so sought after. You see the more attractive, sexy, and. I kissed her gently at first, then harder and fiercer as our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. Without breaking the lip lock, I reached down and undid the knot at the bottom of her blouse. I caressed one of her heavy boobs with one hand while I worried the buttons undone with the other. Then, still kissing her, I worked the blouse off her shoulders.She was breathtaking in just that denim skirt. The blue set off her creamy skin and complemented her eyes. The little dusting of. I reminded her to ask either Tempe or Andi to take her place in the lesson, if she wasn’t fully up to doing one of Mr. Campbell’s extreme NIS lessons.“I will. That scratchy paper kinda did a small number on my nips and my pussy. They are a little on the raw side,” she said as she lightly pressed her fingertips to her nipples.“If anyone requests something on your way there or to PE, politely decline and tell them why. Most guys will understand ... I think,” I said as gave her bare bottom a light.