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So he probably wasn't quite ready to control a bitch of his own. Not that those brothels afforded a chance to control any of the bitches in them. Going to one of the brothels in question involved selecting bitch's secured special pillories. Or Hairy basically what you would see is a line of low quality bitches with their legs and asses coming out of holes in a wall. Or on the other side of the wall it would just be the bitches' heads coming out of the holes. Once you selected a bitch you had your way with it's helpless body then moved aside for the next man to have at the bitch. Once they finished with one bitch they were able to move on to another one and then another and so on until they left the brothel. Personally I wasn't that found of those brothels myself. I really didn't mind raping bitches after another man and having the bitch's orifices already full of semen. Nour did I think it was wrong the way the bitches were treated. All of the bitches were either deemed defiant or uncontrollable or were deemed unfit for any service but hard labor in the mines. Which was a waste for bitches worthy of at least a few years of service being raped before they were sent to work the fields or mines exclusively. I also didn't have a problem with where many or most of these bitches came from. I actually got great enjoyment out of seeing former royal guards, military officers, mature nobles, and rich merchents put in such places. My problem was I liked my bitches taking a bit more active role in their rape. After a little bit of time these bitches just sat there while you raped them. Eventually it just felt like you were raping a bunch of semen Big Boobs filled holes in a wall. Though masturbation my view was also tempered by my recent experience with raping more willing bitches like Kathleen and Samantha. Taking a helpless and unwilling bitch was still fun. Yet it didn't compare to having a bitch happily beg to be raped then be just as happy as they willingly degrade themselves in the process. Compared to that those brothels were only a small step above stroking yourself with your own hand. I also suspected my brother's visits to the brothels had another personal purpose that was now knelling at his feet. Granted I also didn't see anything wrong with him cumshot wanting a particular bitch. At least as long as he remembered both his and the bitch's place in the world. Though I also knew if he wasn't as committed as I hoped Samantha was and could help fully convert him to the cause. Once my brother acknowledged what a fantastic bitch Samantha was we returned to my quarters to began discussing what I needed from him and his regiment. Over the next week or so they would be trained to strike the rear of the enemy's lines. I also wanted him working with the Wolf Scouts to get the other regiments in his brigade back in line. They then would be undergoing the same training as his regiment. Now the reason for the problems with the other regiments was also discussed. Granted during this whole discussion both Samantha and Kathleen were sucking our cocks so the issue of other regiments wanting to rape any available bitch rather then training did come up more than once in the discussion. While a bit earlier then normal I decided to arrange barracks bitches for the regiments under his command. “Would you like to check the suntan on my arse again? The rescue crew was still looking at each other not knowing masturbation what they were facing when suddenly the “analingus” warm attacked! It was not cumshot methodical at all. She walked over to me, never raising Big Boobs her head. We have to know if it makes you wet or not.” Round the edges were what looked like scaffold pipes. “Maria!” my mom moaned. They soaked my hand, leaving them dripping with her cream. Harold wanted to tear into Boyd with all his might, for letting things spiral out of control. She collapsed on his chest and they both panted until they had recovered enough to roll apart and lie on their backs. “Katie, right now I don’t think you could be mad at anything you’d say.” Mark ensures. She went still as her body stiffened above me, the cheeks of her ass were tight around my fingers, her clit was pressed hard into my mouth. “PUNCH the Cunt!” it finally spat. I still have to exercise at his window where people watch me. I still get abused by the other members of his family. Mosh began to salivate from the thought of eating her flesh. “I could kill you, wizard.” Brock growled. Jason is pounding my needy cunt, causing my breasts to wobble. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. She pressed her finger into me a little more insistently, slowly circling my ass, as her tongue made matching circles on mature the tip of my cock. Well I assume that Hairy that was what she was saying, she was Spanish. I shuddered, biting my lip as the we entered the blue-tiled room.