The next day, I could hardly hold the paddle and row. Pierre would tolerate no slacking and sat behind me, cursing me as we fell behind the others unt...l I would again take up the paddle and row. The muscles of my arms screamed in torture at every dip and pull. Pierre would grunt at me and I would stretch forth my arms, other muscles screaming in pain and once again feel the torture as I pulled the paddle through the water. The first days stretched beyond human endurance, and yet, I survived.. " Earning my keep by whoring."Now she looked severe. "Katie, if you aren't going to be nice, I'mnot going to talk to you at all. And you'll find that Mrs. Eliotisn't very good at explaining anything she doesn't want you toknow. No, not by whoring. By providing personal services to ourclients, to men and to women, personal services including sexualservices. By making them feel good. By giving pleasure to peoplewho appreciate our skill and our dedication to their well-being,who also. ”Further conversation was interrupted when another couple returned. We soon worked out that only Steve and Helen were missing. I did think there might be a problem because if Helen had found a good hiding place then we could all be stood around like spare parts. I really was impatient to find out what the woman had in mind, because it seemed obvious to me that something had been planned.Luckily I didn’t have too much longer to wait before Steve appeared with Helen. There were lots of comments. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as the electrical storm went up several notches inside her."This is your reward for being a such a good slut baby, daddy is proud of you."He pounded her deep from behind, holding her down by the back of the neck. her body was shaking like she was holding onto a pneumatic drill, the guttural moan started to increase in pitch and he increased the pace and intensity, sensing what was coming next.She exploded like a crate of TNT, her screams and wails of.