What woman wouldn’t?“So you fuck every young man that is submitted here?” I asked.“Most of them yes,” she giggled again, but not in a shy wa..., “Any that I don’t have time to see I give to Loretta my secretary out there to give me a full report. Loretta’s a bit of a secret slut, she loves working here, just don’t tell her husband.”Again she giggled. Ursula explained she would fuck each new pleasure-slave two or three times, as even after all their training, they were just eager young boys, and. .. healing, I guess that’s the word, she became more active. Like her mother, she worked lunch and dinner in Mrs. Chambers’ restaurant. And she began helping Rebecca manage the sporting ladies. These days, a customer was just as likely to find Rosie sitting at the dining room table by the passageway to the saloon.She’d listen politely to what the man wanted to do. And if he had a preference for a particular girl, Rosie would try to accommodate him. Like her mother, she was careful in collecting. We started to have a discussion about our plans over a late supper."The way I see it," I told Linda. "You may not need to go with us, or be gone any longer than Sheila is with us. You're welcome to stay as long as you want, though."She looked at me and said, "There's no reason to worry about me. In fact, I was thinking about going home in the morning. Sally doesn't need me. You two have bonded better than I could have ever dreamed. I think you just heard her father's hatred in his boast." I. As the wrist cuffs locked on, he pushed them togetherand with a click, locked into place. I could not pull them apart. He movedto just above me elbows, fitting wider cuffs there, then again pushing themtogether. My bare breasts forced out as my back arched, my shoulders bent backwardand my elbows joined. Another click and they locked into position. I was nolonger able to move my arms. He moved to my ankles, applying two more cuffs.These were joined by a scant three inches of chain. "I have a.