Or his whores did. Naked, they scrubbed, polished, waxed, dusted during the day. And provided pussy at night. Two underbelly motels on Paseo. Not that...much of a commute -- Columbo piled them into a van and dropped them off around 9. Picked them up around 4 in the morning.The same thug -- Jin -- who had taken Harold’s whore had also killed another pimp, this one named Ramone. When Ramone hadn’t been seen for a couple of days, Harold, Pantone and a couple of other entrepreneurs scooped up. She whined, moaned and bitched, but in the end she did go out and get a job.She got a job as a cocktail waitress at a down town lounge. I wasn't supposed to know that - she told me she had a job cleaning offices after hours - but the guy who hired her was a very good friend of mine. Dale and I had served in the same unit when we were in the Army and about five years after my discharge I ran into him in a down town restaurant, we renewed the friendship and we usually see each other a couple of. Sir Greg motions to Mike who rises and clips my 4 cuffs and collar into place. I couldn't run if I wanted to.Before he can return to his cushion, Sir Greg orders him to apply my nipple clamps. Mike looks deep into my eyes as he does, his inner sadist taking delight since he know I both love and hate clamps on my nipples.Sir Greg offers me to His associate with a simple wave of His hand.His associate walks around me a few times, taking in the view of my helpless body splayed lewdly for his. Good girl. What a good babygirl." Her hand wrapped my sodden nappies around my straining tool, andshe squeezed me in a firm loving grip that made me shake with arousal.She squeezed and rubbed my pounding clittie through my slippery babypanties till I was close to climaxing, my senses overwhelmed by thetouch, taste and smell of her beautiful bosom. I was in big baby heaven,and I grunted and gurgled in excitement as I sucked even harder, greedilydrawing her firm fat nipple halfway down my.