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OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan


	[ 54. lay on a tabletop 25 cents ]

All thirteen of the steering committee ladies would show up
Saturdays wearing their elegant tailor-made whorehouse dresses, with 
their hats, parasols, and handbags.
Most of them spent their evenings at the whorehouse. But Saturday was 
special, they would arrive en mass.
They always made a grand entrance.
	 _____

One day Little Sister arrived at the bar riding a donkey, she rode the 
donkey up onto the stage,
where she began fucking it.
Long ago a fellow in Oregon began breeding small donkeys the size of 
Shetland pony's.
Lady Kathy and Beatrice could both take one of these animals balls deep, 
without need for harnesses,
and other paraphernalia.
Vin watched Beatrice, Kathy and a visiting Lady VIP join Little Sister 
on stage with her donkey.
The animal was led away weak kneed, uninterested in sex for days.

That evening Beatrice and Kathy were getting ready to strap on their 
cancan skirts, in preparation
for their walk home.
Their well used vaginas were leaking noticeably, their pubic hair was 
slick with semen.
"I dare you to walk home that way." Vin said
The two women looked each other, neither was going to be the first to 
say no.
"OK, as long as you walk with us, dressed as you are.
( Vin was wearing his chaps, vest and erection )

They lived at the far end of P2.
They never got home that night.
A mob gathered, following them.

Several times they had to stop and service the mob.
The two women stood back-to-back, their elbows linked,
leaning slightly backwards against each other, for balance.
Their feet were widely spaced, their knees bent forward slightly.
They were standing at the center of the mob, fucking men standing up.

Each man would step forward, with his pants down, he would wrap his arms 
around the smiling woman
fucking her, as the mob shouted encouragement.

Even in the whorehouse they did not get gang banged like this.
( Although they changed that at their first opportunity )

Two Japanese Lady tourists got naked from the waist down.
Below their white cotton blouses they had amazing dark bushes of curly hair.
They moving to the center of the mob, linking elbows, spreading their legs,
helping Kathy and Beatrice service the crowd.
Their husbands watched open mouthed, they glanced at each other, 
standing in line, in front of each others wife.

First Lady and her three geisha girls arrived to help.
Soon the steering committee arrived as well, wearing white tennis shorts.
( Vin had called for reinforcements. )

The sexual excitement built and the crowd grew larger.
Men got excited watching, and got back in line for seconds.
Bobbies arrived, observing the mob intently, and began taking their 
trousers off.

One of them began using his billy club as a dildo on a Japanese Lady who 
seemed to be enjoying it hugely.
Her husband standing nearby was certainly enjoying it, the woman was 
smiling at him, as the billy club moved
in and out of her vagina, as he filmed the event, his erection quivering.

Someone dragged a mattress into the street for a lady tourist who lie on.

Vin's erection had become painful watching the steering committee women, 
wiggle out of their white tennis shorts.
They begin enthusiastically fucking everyman who approached them.
They formed a huge circle, thirteen women elbows locked, fucking 
thirteen men simultaneously.
The praetorians arrived surrounding the thirteen women.
It took the steering committee some time to satisfy all eighty men.
The crowd grew larger, the praetorian wives began arriving to help.

The praetorians began surrounding this circle as well.
Generally they would fuck the woman next to their wife, while she smiled 
in approval,
sharing the good time her husband was having, as a tourist fucked her.

Vin felt a warm hand grasp his erection.
"Hi mom, I see there is an empty mat over there."

More mattresses soon appeared, the impromptu orgy lasted all night.

( Vin had the praetorians, bring Fleet Week mats, from storage. )

After that they had a new game to play, on the way home they would stop 
at a liquor store.
The two women would leave there strap on dresses outside, exposing their 
obscenely used vaginas.
They stood, waiting for the clerk, holding their bottles.
They would thank the clerk, as he watched in open mouthed amazement,
the two women would insert their liquor bottles base first into their 
vaginas.
lowering a strap with a large circular buttonhole in the end.
They carefully maneuvered the buttonhole over the neck of the bottle.
The bottle was now secured they could walk for miles without dropping it.

They reattached their strap on dresses, once more properly attired they 
began walking down main street,
holding their handbags and parasols, smiling and making small talk.
Men would smile and raise their hats to them, as they passed.
Two whores, walking home after a long day.

Vin had his Fleet Week photographers secretly filming action,
it made one of the top ten downloaded Internet short films in history.
They put it on the Little Red Whorehouse web page.
It was entitled, two whores return home after a hard day.

( The liquor store clerk was given a thousand gold gift certificate, 
good for
kinky sex at the Little Red Whorehouse )
	 _____

Sometimes Vin and Young Leopard, wearing only leather
vests and chaps, would kidnap Little Sister at gunpoint.
As they strapped her into the sex swing, she would squeal
and protest that she was a virgin, and her father was the Sheriff.

They would sandwich her as the crowd watched in amazement.
A diagonal mirror was directly underneath giving everyone a good view.
They had fake blood, Young Leopards tool definitely looked like he had 
deflowered a virgin.
One of the praetorians would rush on stage as they finished, wearing an 
over sized
Sheriff's badge on his leather vest.

"Daughter what have those animals done to you?"
"I am no longer a virgin father."
"Well then one more won't matter!"

The crowd would howl as he penetrated her.

Vin and Young Leopard, would carry Queen Ann tables with goldfish bowls 
on to the stage.
They would leave Little Sister in bondage, as they put one table in 
front of her, and one table behind.

Two of the praetorians were shills, as they came on stage they tossed a 
whorehouse token into the bowl
before they began simultaneously fucking her.
Tourists formed two lines.

Sometimes they would kidnap Lady Kathy, Beatrice, Madame Cathie,
or a VIP lady if she seemed interested in being kidnapped.

Young Leopard seemed to especially enjoy having Vin
help him sandwich his wife before an appreciative audience.
Vin was happy to oblige he loved Madame Cathie also.

Once they kidnapped the president of the Aphrodite club.
Once two praetorians kidnapped Vin's mother, while he was in the bathroom.

Occasionally Madame Cathie would watch her husband,
lead a tourist lady onto the small stage and put on a sex show.

Sometimes Young Leopard would put on a show with Lady Kathy as
Vin watched, while Little Sister bounced up and down on his dick.

Sometimes Vin would put on a show with Madame Cathie.
Young Leopard sat watching Vin fuck his wife.
Occasionally all of the leopards would join in, gang banging his wife on 
stage.
The piano player contributed a lively tune, the rhythm matching the 
thrusting motions of the men.

Once they lead a huge mastiff dog on stage.
Madame Cathie got on her hands and knees, facing away from the crowd, so 
they would have a
good view of her vaginal opening.
As the spectators drew close, the animal sniffed her cunt and began 
linking her.
Amazing amounts of tongue began disappearing from view.
(She had secretly filled herself with hamburger.)
The huge animal then mounted her, and began fucking vigorously.
The audience, whistled, applauded, shouted and stomped, the entire 
building vibrated.

Lady Kathy and Beatrice knelt on either side of her their vaginas facing 
the audience, as they waited their turn.
The huge dog was able to mount all three of them, the red ball at the 
base of the canine dick, expanded
unbelievably in Lady Kathy's vagina.

Three lines began forming on the stage,

Vin motioned Little Sister over, to bounce up and down on his dick as he 
watched.

The next day Little Sister lead the Bull mastiff on to the stage, and 
knelt facing away from the crowd.
The room became deathly silent as the animal began licking her vagina.
As she was giving the animal a blow job, an assistant brought and 
Ottoman and placed it center stage.
Little Sister laid on her back spreading her legs, as the huge animal 
penetrated her and began thrusting away.

When the huge animal had finished, Vin walked on stage with a goldfish 
bowl, placing it beside Little Sister's Ottoman, he tossed a whorehouse 
token in.
He mounted her and began fucking her.
Men lined up behind him.
Little Sister had the most whorehouse tokens that day.
	 _____

Cathie became the Madame, she ran the place.
Occasionally she would take to the small stage and put on a show, she 
saddled up in the sexual swing
doing Japanese businessmen two at a time,
She made sure she heard each whorehouse token drop.

She could hear the brass beds squeaking upstairs.

There were three signs over the bar:

	Strait lay on a tabletop 25 cents.

	Rooms five gold per hour.

	Ladies do not stand in costume if you are not
	prepared to turn tricks.

Vin saw the ladies of the Aphrodite steering committee pushing their way 
through the swinging double doors.
He hurried over to compliment them on their gowns. They were wearing 
elegant tailor-made 1880
saloon girl dresses, in a rainbow of colors.
They had parasols, hats, and handbags, they were truly high class whores.

There were four cruise ships, in port simultaneously.
The whorehouse needed all the help it could get.

Each of them hiked their skirts exposing themselves to the door guard.

No one could remember how this got started, most people believe it was 
Lady Kathy who first
flashed her twat at the door guard. It had become fashionable, to show 
you are a real whore
not a tourist in costume.

They stopped just inside the door, Vin watched intently.
( Staring at whores is not rude.)
The president of the Aphrodite club Removed her Velcro attached strap on 
skirt,
handing it to the hat check girl, she was open for business, her 
merchandise on display.
She nodded at Vin as she walked forward, eager to join the ongoing 
sexual riot.
The other ladies did likewise, Vin openly admiring, each and every one 
as they passed him.
Several of them reached over giving his erection a quick stroke as they 
passed.
Vin was wearing his stud outfit, leather chaps, vest, and erection.
	 _____

A slender young lady lifted her dress for the door guard.
She had lovely strawberry blond pubic hair, matching the strawberry 
blond hair hanging to her waist.
Vin watched her leave her strap on skirt with the hat check girl.

"Princess, what are you doing here!"
"A silly question."
"I can't let you do this."
"Then I will stand out front leaning against the wall, servicing my 
customers standing up."
"You wouldn't."
"Surely you don't expect me to lay on the sidewalk in my elegant dress?"
"But it's not right."
"Isn't that your mother I see over there, moistening a cigar?"
"If you look carefully you'll see my mother-in-law is holding her hand."
"You're absolutely determined to do this, there's nothing I can say to 
talk you out of it?"
"Yes."
"Then let me give you a tour, after you see what whores are expected to 
do, you may change your mind."
Vin held out his elbow.

They walked over to Little Sister who was on her back on a tabletop.

Some of the men were able to observe their wives on nearby tabletops,
most found this stimulating.

Each whore had her own table, the men deliberately placed their tokens
in the pool of semen. Each man thought he was being original and clever.
Little Sisters last customer had forced a token into her vagina.
She was squeezing her muscles. They watched as the token
slowly slid from her vagina to join the others on a tabletop.
She looked up at them while she was doing this.
"Hi Princess."
A large black man mounded her, she squealed and threw her arms around 
him, matching him thrust for thrust.
They walked on.

They passed the stage where two Japanese lady tourists were helping each 
other have sex with a large dog.
Vin raised an eyebrow.
Princes shook her head, she did not want sex with a bull mastiff.

Vin's mother and mother-in-law were on adjacent tables.
The two women were holding hands, oblivious to their presence.
Two huge men were fucking them silly.
They were rocking her hips with enthusiasm, obviously having a good time.
Vin stared at the large organ hammering in and out of his mother's vagina.
He smiled shaking his head in amazement. Vin's mother noticed them and 
smiled.
"Hi Princess."

They walked up to the bar.
"Two sarsaparillas please."
Princess, cautiously sipped her drink, wide-eyed in amazement at what 
was going on in the room around her.

Madame Cathie was off to their left, she was standing on the bar top, 
her feet widely spread, her knees far apart,
a small group of Japanese businessmen, were staring intently at her cunt.
Gradually a one liter bottle of plum wine emerged.
The businessmen bowed in unison, accepting their bottle.

To the right, Kathy and the president of the Aphrodite club, were on the 
backs fist fucking themselves,
to the elbow, as a large group of Japanese businessmen, tossed tokens at 
them.

Beatrice walked over.
"Princess, does your mother know you're here?"
"You can ask her, she is on that table right over there."
Princess turned around to point.

Kathy looked at Vin, he shrugged.
They watched Kathy, move down the bar, to pick up a whorehouse token 
with her pussy lips.

"So you want to lay on your back on a table, and pull a train?"
"Or would you rather find a gentleman, who will take you to a room and 
slowly fuck your brains out?"
"I think I would prefer a room."
Vin held out a whorehouse token.

"Allow me to be your first John."

They walked hand-in-hand to the elevator, everyone accepted the elevator 
as being authentic,
as it had red and gold Victorian whorehouse wallpaper.

Once in the elevator Vin penetrated Princess, forcing her against the wall.
"Whores do, whenever the customer demands, are you sure you want to be a 
whore?"
She began rocking her hips against him, while looking into his eyes.
"Yes."

Vin wrapped her long legs around his waist, he wrapped
his arms around her, pulling her close, mashing her breasts against his 
chest, he leaned back, lifting in her.
Her blue eyes were wide in amazement, no man had ever done this to her.
He walked down the hallway with Princess impaled on his dick.

Vin fell backwards into the brass bed, Princes had her arms around him 
so they did not become decoupled.

"All right whore fuck me silly, and be quick about it."
"Leave your dress on whore, your cunt is all I need to see."
Vin propped himself up onto pillows so he could watch
Princesses vagina, sliding up and down on his manhood.
Princess began earning her money.
She had a seven inch vagina, when she slid all the way down
she could feel Vin pushing against the end of her womanhood.
He filled her completely.
She began having near continuous orgasms.

Some two months previously Vin had deflowered Princess, in the Aphrodite 
club,
as part of her eighteenth birthday celebration.
He had infected her with the Lazarus virus while doing so.

This was their first opportunity to have sex together since then.

Princes had obviously been practicing, her first time she had been 
hesitant and fearful.
She now fucked with the same enthusiasm as Beatrice.
Vin smiled at the tin ceiling as he came in her tight pussy.

Vin heard the cancan music starting up downstairs.
The rooms had been built deliberately without soundproofing, adding to 
the authentic atmosphere.
They could clearly hear the brass beds in the two adjacent rooms squeaking.
One of the beds was too close to the wall, there was a rhythmic thumping.

The whorehouse was making money faster than tokens could be minted.
Vin kept lowering the rates, Vin was not trying to make more money, he 
was trying to create a
happy place for the women he loved.
The current rates were so low that women could not earn a living.
This was just fine with Vin.
His wives, and the searing committee were not doing it for the money.
Vin had set the rate at, two bits for a straight lay on a tabletop.

Lazarus looked down on it all and smiled, he was happy.
Wildly fornicating human beings, with semen leaking from every vagina, 
always made Lazarus happy.

"Come on you need to see this."
They did not need to get dressed, Vin was wearing a vest, chaps, and 
erection.
Princess's whorehouse costume left her vaginally exposed, open for business.

They took the staircase down.
Princess was holding Vin's arm, proudly displaying his semen on her 
pubic hair.
Her mother looked up and saw her, their eyes met.
Princess reached over and took hold of Vin's erection.
Her mother looked away, looking down watching
the Japanese businessman who was fisting her vigorously.
Her pregnancy had left her with a gape equal to Lady Kathy's.
Men would fist her as soon as they realized their dicks
were meeting little if any resistance in her gigantic cunt.

Princess continued holding Vin's erection as Kathy, Beatrice, and the 
entire steering committee took to the stage.

The cancan was performed with great skill rising to the climax, brief 
glimpses under their layers of petticoats
revealing their naked vaginas.
As the music rose to a crescendo, the women squatted holding their 
dresses high with both hands, as they
shot a volley of round plastic balls across the stage.

Princess was goggle eyed, she had no idea women could be this obscene 
and depraved.
She knew every one of these women!
They had been her role models growing up, these were well-dressed 
elegant society women.
Princes had vowed to be just like them when she became a woman.
( She succeeded. )

She continued watching open mouthed as the chorus line walked over to 
the bar.
The praetorians had cleared the customers out of their way.
The women turned around facing the crowd, leaning back against the bar 
spreading their legs wide,
with both hands they held their petticoats high exposing themselves 
obscenely.
Japanese businessmen had paid one hundred gold each, to load round 
plastic balls into each warm vagina.

The round plastic balls were black and resembled cast-iron cannon balls.
Lady Kathy's cannonball was of an amazing caliber.
Beatrice and the president of the Aphrodite club, had larger than average
caliber cannonballs.

The businessmen had been instructed how to do it properly, the cannonball
was inserted, and then fisted home, as deeply as it would go.
The women closed their thighs together trapping their round shot in place.
They lowered their skirts, smoothing the fabric as women do.
They walked slightly pigeon toed, as Kathy lead them back to the stage, 
the rocas music had begun again.

Princess watched the show a second time. She was pink flushed and 
lubricating to her knees.
She was leaning back against Vin's chest.
Vin stood behind her, he stuck a finger, on each hand into her vagina.
He pulled his hands apart, producing as much of a gape as she was 
capable of.
He turned Princess aiming her gape at the chorus line.

Vin leaned Princess forward, her hands resting on the stage as he 
penetrated her vaginally, from behind.
With Vin's dick inside her, Princess looked up at the women on stage.
Beatrice and Kathy along with the rest of the steering committee looked 
down, making eye contact with her.
They pointed their vaginas at her so the cannonballs rolled across the 
stage to her hands.
They had dedicated the show to her.

The Chorus line looked down at Princess, smiling with motherly pride.
Their daughter had come home.

Princess was leaning forward, both of her hands
on the edge of the stage, cannonballs resting against her knuckles.
She was rocking backwards and forwards, fucking Vin
as he stood behind her, drinking a beer.

A crowd had formed around them.

"OK I'm ready, can you find me a table?"

Vin made a hand signal, a praetorian was at his side seconds later.

"The Lady needs a table, can you bring one from storage?"

( Tables were not authentic 1880 Saloon Tables, they were
modern copies with three inches of synthetic whale skin on top )

It took some shuffling, several sex acts had to be interrupted temporarily.
But they were able to set Princess's table up beside her mother.
Vin went first, Young Leopard was second in line.
Princess propped herself up on her elbows to watch
She was goggle eyed as seven inches of horse sized cock was fed into her.
She closed her eyes and laid-back shuddering, Young Leopard had one 
orgasm, she had seven.

The two women studiously ignored each other as they pulled the train all 
night long.

Toward dawn Princess looked over to find her mother looking at her intently.
Princess reached out with her hand, her mother took it.
They laid on their backs holding hands admiring the tin ceiling, while 
being fucked simultaneously.

They each had a pile of whorehouse tokens,
Semen was dripping out of them, flowing across the table dripping onto 
the floor.

One of the men in Princess's line was her father.
She had never had sex with him before, she had considered it, but her mother
was insanely jealous and made sure she never had an opportunity.

Princess was a proper whore now, and whores do what the customer wants.
Princess"s Mother watched intently, the three of them climaxed 
simultaneously.

Vin smiled, he was fucking Princess"s mother,
he felt her enormous pussy spasm as she orgasmed.
It was no accident the two men had been standing in line side-by-side.
( Vin had bet the father one hundred gold, he did not have balls enough 
to fuck his own daughter. )

Vin loved women, he loved the way they moved as they walked,
the way they smelled, the way they tasted, the way they quivered at orgasm.
He wanted to fuck every woman in the world.
Being unable to do this, he enjoyed watching the women he loved being fucked
by as many men as possible.
When his women quivered in orgasm, he felt it.
He shared their pleasure, he shared their orgasms.
He shared their lust, as they were being fucked.
He did not understand why all men were not this way.
If you truly love a woman, how can you tell her to avoid pleasure?

Princess, gave up plans to attend an Ivy League college,
she took Internet college courses during the day.
In the evenings she could always be found at the Little Red Whorehouse.
She would spend all day Saturday turning tricks,
if there were cruise ships in port, she would turn tricks all night long 
as well.

She and Vin would occasionally put on a show on stage.
Vin showed her how to do anal, she was not really into it,
but she figured if she was a real whore she had to be able.

One day Vin led her on the stage, and strapped her into
the sexual swing, he penetrated her anally, she enjoyed feeling the 
crowd watching her.
Vin reached around from behind with two fingers on each hand, pulling 
her vagina wide open.
The crowd cheered. She climaxed, she was fucking the crowd and loving it.
Her father stepped up and penetrated her vaginally, she had an orgasm 
immediately.
She couldn't believe what she was doing, the obscenity of it was 
unbelievable.
Her hands and feet were tied, she was unable to do anything but receive 
pleasure.
She had near continuous orgasms.

The two men left her in bondage, as large numbers of men crowded onto 
the stage.
They gang banged Princess all night long.

She became lifelong friends with Kathy, Beatrice,and Kay.
Along with Little Sister the five of them would sit together showing 
their vaginas to the world.

Beatrice started it, it was a slow weekday, no cruise ships in port.
The afternoon tourist ladies had taken care of their medical necessity, 
and departed.
Evenings were when Kathy, Beatrice, and Kay, would compete.
Stealing the medical necessity from tourist ladies, earlier in the day, 
would be poor form.

There were no customers.
The five women sat talking, enjoying each others company.

Beatrice reached over to her handbag and got out a red cotton boot lace.
She leaned over and began lacing up her vagina, her three friends 
leaning forward to watch her.
Beatrice leaned back with a smile, spreading her legs wide.
A customer came through the swinging barroom doors,
he took one glance at the obscene vagina and made a beeline for her.

"Two bits on the tabletop " She said.

Beatrice lay on her back on an adjacent table top, her work boot vagina
facing her friends.
They watched as her trick began unlacing her.
He was a true gentleman, he stood beside Beatrice
So as not to block the view, he smiled at the women
as they pulled on the shoe lace.
Beatrice moaned and wiggled, the shoe lace was damp.
The man raised it to his nose inhaling the aroma.

Beatrice considered giving him a freebie, but at two bits, why bother?

The next day Lady Kathy showed up with her three liter internally lighted
vaginal insert.
Little Sister had a Raggedy Ann doll on her schoolbooks, and a cat box.
Princess had peroxide bleached pubic hair.
( She later borrowed a vaginal insert from Big Sister )
Beatrice had on black fishnet chaps modified to hold rubber bands
that pulled her cunt lips apart, displaying her world-class butterfly.

Beatrice was smiling confidently, she had it covered with her butterfly.

The women sat together enjoying each others company,
as they watched the double doors on the front of the saloon.

As a customer came through the door, Little Sister opened her cat box.
She took Buster out, and kissed him on his pink little snout.
She carefully placed him between her legs.
The little pig began fucking her enthusiastically.
The customer made a beeline for her.

"Two bits on a tabletop"

Little Sister handed Buster to Princess.
Vin's wives were looking at her intently, not quite smiling, not saying 
anything.
They smiled as Princess carefully placed the little pig between her 
legs, she leaned back moaning softly,
the little guy could really go, he could do about 300 strokes a minute.

After she finished, as a joke Princess handed the pig to Kathy
The tiny pig fucking Kathy would be like a BB in a boxcar.

Kathy had Beatrice hold the animal while she stood removing the
clear acrylic fireplug from her vagina.
A crowd gathered.
Princess thought she had seen Kathy do every conceivable obscene thing.
She was wrong.
Kathy climbed onto the tabletop spreading her legs, as Beatrice held Buster
Kathy reached up and began feeding Buster's tiny corkscrew into her 
urethra.
Beatrice pushed as the pig penetrated into Kathy's bladder!
Beatrice set the pig down so he could fuck Kathy's urethra with enthusiasm.
Kathy turned her head and smiled at Princess who was watching her with 
open mouth.

"You should come by our house on Thursday."
She observed as the pig continued fucking her in the unique fashion.

They next day Lady Kathy did not wear her clear acrylic internal fireplug.
Beatrice looked at Kathy's unadorned crotch and smiled.
She had tried wearing a clear plastic vaginal plug herself, finding them 
to be extremely uncomfortable.

The women, sat talking waiting for a customer.

A tall man pushed his way through the swinging saloon doors.
All the whores, sat up straight putting on their best smiles.

Beatrice's butterfly pulled his eyes like a magnet, he smiled and began 
walking toward her.
Beatrice smiled back at him, spreading her legs wide.
As the man got close Lady Kathy began squeezing her powerful pussy muscles.
The man stopped to look, an object began protruding from her vagina.
It came out head first.
It was a realistic, rubber, life-size baby doll.
Lady Kathy continued mashing, the rubber infant, popped out, falling to 
the floor.

"Two bits on the tabletop" Lady Kathy said smiling triumphantly.

Her friends stood up, moving to another table.
Lady Kathy stood hiking her dress up around her armpits.
She laid-back slowly, carefully arranging the fabric so in hung off
the far side of the table, like an off-center tablecloth.
She was on her back her long legs dangling off the table.
She spread her legs wide, and gave a deep sigh.

Her friends watched, the man fuck her.

In the evenings, the other whores began displaying themselves,
with whiskey bottles, flash lights, speculums, rubber snakes, bananas,
and other objects protruding from their vaginas.

Not all whores did this.
Vin was running a Ladies Club as he thought one should be run.
His anarchist tendencies made him adverse to promulgating silly rules.
The saloon girl dresses had buttonholes on the hem.
Vin was not about to tell his ladies they had to use their buttonholes,
that were strictly their affair.
He was not about to order all whores deliver whiskey bottles to customers.
If women wanted to be exhibitionists, he enjoyed watching them,
if they did not that was all right too.

Vin's goal was to have every man's wife on board working for him.
He could not attract women if he was dictatorial.

Many women stood around, as proper ladies, their vaginas covered.
by their dance hall dresses.
Some wore dresses appropriate for a preacher's wife.
They were not looking for sex on tabletops, they did not
attract men who wanted a gang bang, on a table top.
Vin could easily have ignored the wants and needs of
women who dressed like school marms.
But he did not.
 From noon until six, the Little Red Whorehouse, was a prim and proper,
Ladies Club, allowing visiting tourist ladies, and local women their
medical necessity.
Like Ladies Clubs everywhere, properly dressed women sat
at tables, waiting for a gentleman to join them.

Unbeknown to most of them it was during this period that
most of the prescheduled high dollar kinky sex took place
in the back rooms.

After six they had to hike their skirts up, in order to compete.
After six things were not so proper, very few Ladies Clubs had women
fucking donkeys on stage.
Promptly at six cancan music blared from loudspeakers,
and the depravity would begin.

( All of this is outlined in great detail in the web pages. )

General tourist husbands came by after nine,
looking for the sort of obscene conduct, they had seen on line.

One day Beatrice was telling a story
"Vin dared us to do it, but it was Saturday, Main Street was full of 
tourists,
we never did make it home, they fucked us right there in the street 
until sunrise"

"I'll bet you could do it on a week day, like today" Princess observed

The women looked at each other, slowly they began to smile.

Vin called the steering committee, many of whom did not visit on week 
day evenings.
When the women had their special dresses buttoned up
revealing their vaginas obscenely, he led them out through the swinging 
double doors.

It still took them several hours to get home.

Vin had the paparazzi film every bit of it.
It made marvelous material for the web page.
The subliminal message was:

	Visit OTEC Western Town, where they are so horny,
	they will stop and fuck tourists in the middle of the street.
	 _____

Her mother and father had separated, Princess began living with her father.
They lived together as man and wife, although they hid this from everyone.

After an especially long Saturday with multiple cruise ships in port,
Princess arrived home in the wee hours wearing her panty girdle.
She told her father to carefully take the uncomfortable garment off of her.
He did not attempt to collect the tokens, he mounted her and began 
thrusting away, tokens and all.
Princess fell asleep with him and the tokens inside her.

One day the the doorbell rang.
It was Vin and his mother.
"We were in the neighborhood" Vin claimed
They were invited in for a glass of white wine.

Vin and his mother sat on the sofa.
After they finished their wine, mother and son
began kissing, soon they were soul kissing each other.
Vin's mother began undressing her son.
They began fucking on the sofa.

Princess and her father sat watching.
Princess reached over and began sliding her father's zipper down.

They spend the afternoon having slow casual sex, trading partners often.

Princess and her father became Thursday night regulars at Vin and Kathy's.

One day the doorbell rang, Princess answered the door wearing
her bathrobe, she was frowning, they had interrupted her
having sex with her father.

Her frown changed to a smile, she stepped back holding the door wide.
It was Vin, his mother, the lady from the Association, her son,
the CEO and his daughter.

They send out for pizza, none of them left the house before noon the 
following day.

Lady Kathy and a bellhop arrived with a hotel luggage cart,
clothing was hanging on the central rod.
Lady Kathy gave a bellhop a quickie, in lieu of the tip, he went away 
smiling.
Lady Kathy helped the Association lady, and the CEO's daughter into their
saloon girl dresses.
Vin showed the men how to get on their chaps and vests.
They put gray exercise sweats over there leather, so they could
walk down Main Street.
It was Saturday and the whorehouse was already in full swing,
as the six of them arrived.
A good time was had by all.

The Princess and her father appeared together on the cover of loving 
family magazine.

She and her father, helped Vin and his mother, do the opening ceremony
at the next loving family convention.

The Association was now doing four conventions every a year.

P2 was now hosting a, full on sex riot, convention every month.
They did very few non-sex conventions.
They needed three weeks to rest up from one Fleet Week,
and get ready for the next one.
	 _____

Lady tourist had two options, they could wear blue jeans
and pay for a stud, or they could go next door and rent a
dance hall dress, with buttonholes on the hem.

Only ladies in proper costume were allowed to service customers,
after nine in the evening.

Women came from all over the world, to dress up,
so they could lie on their backs in one of the
squeaky brass beds turning tricks.

Most brought their husbands, who managed
to find something to do, while their wives were collecting whorehouse 
tokens.

Many of the women, were as wealthy as Lady Kathy,
they kept their special whorehouse tokens in a safe place.
Occasionally they would loan their husbands one of their
special tokens, so he could pay his whore to do
special things for him.
Many women were wealthy enough to afford
extended vacations at the Little Red Whorehouse.

Vin ended up sending the charity case women home,
with prepaid airline tickets, and pocket money.
He no longer had room for them.

Lady Kathy had set up an auction, wealthy women
were paying exorbitant sums, to bid on one week
opportunities to be a dance hall whore.

Vin treated these wealthy women as the VIPs they were.
They helped keep the whorehouse profitable.
Vin was actually running a Ladies Club in disguise,
although few people picked up on the fact.`

A 25 cent straight lay, did not pay the power bill.

( Vin did not demand a house percentage from his two bit whores )

The lady VIP sex week, always started on a Tuesday morning.

Vin gave each of the praetorian guards a two bit token.
The praetorians demanded that their whore
have sex flat on her back on a saloon tabletop.
Most whores were able to do all eighty men in one go.
Vin would go first and last.

Some of the whores enjoyed being fisted,
others preferred double vaginal or a sandwich
in the sex swing on stage,
Most smiled as the praetorians informed them
new whores, must lie on their backs, on the bar top,
and have sex with the whorehouse mascot,
a Bonobo Chimpanzee named Oboe.

Oboe got horny watching, whores fuck so the whore
with the least seniority had the job of servicing him.

The high classed whore, had the choice of fucking Oboe mornings when the 
whorehouse was mostly empty,
or evenings when hundreds of men would watch, applauding, and throwing 
tokens.

Some of the high class whores, got so horny fucking Oboe,
publicly, they would demand Lady Kathy
share the stage, and the large animals, with her.

In the evening after six was for "professional" whores.

"For for my favorite whore." Vin would always say
as he kissed the lady VIP whore on the lips, pinning a floral corsage
on her elegantly tailored dance Hall dress.
Vin had a collection of thousand gold tailor-made dresses
from the same dressmaker the steering committee used.
Locals know when they saw a corsage on a tailor-made dress,
they were expected to show her a good time.

Lady VIP whores could have sex with over five hundred men
if they wished.
Those desiring to break the magic 1000, had to sign up for a special
two week whore package.
Many did.

Unless they were a complete pain in the ass, the special VIP ladies
went into Lady Kathy's Sergei file.
They also had the option of going into the repeat customer file.
Vin had the accountants work out what cost plus ten percent was.
Repeat customers did not have to bid at auction, they could
reserve a week or two, and pay the, more reasonable, flat rate.
They had many repeat customers, Vin and Kathy became good friends
with most of them.

After a week or two, working as whores, the women would return
to their life as leading society lady's, and wife's of a major 
industrialists.

Occasionally one of the rich VIP ladies would
prefer missionary sex, with the praetorians
one at a time in her room.

They cheerfully accommodated her, as her brass bed squeaked away,
with a line of men standing outside her door.
	 _____

Vin started sponsoring fast draw six-gun shoot outs,
in the street in front of the Little Red Whorehouse.
In time the entire mezzanine commercial area was
converted to Wild West false front architecture.

P2 was in the Wild West fantasy vacation business.

Predictably Vin had problems with the business owners.
Three of them in particular demanded he keep his whores
off of Main Street.
Vin said he would not allow his merchants to be unhappy.
Vin called his lawyer in.
It was time. Vin and Kathy owned the convention center hotel free and clear.

They brought in appraisers.
The owners owned their business and their merchandise.
Vin leased them the floor, the walls and the ceiling.

Vin's Lawyer delivered a package to the three unhappy merchants:
A copy of their lease, with the buyout agreement circled in red.
A cashier's check for the full market value of their business.
A letter stating they had one week, to move leaving bare walls, or
to sell the business.
They had one week to remove their personal possessions.
And a letter from judge Wilcox stating he had reviewed the lease agreement
and was prepared to issue an eviction notice.
Vin boarded-up the three businesses until he could find proper buyers.

He advertised for business owners in the Fleet Week, and whorehouse web 
pages.
He was looking for owners that wouldn't object to whores in front of 
their shop.
If the whores were fucking men standing up, he wanted owners who would take
off their aprons and rush out for a piece of the action.

Vin put his lawyer in charge of, buying and selling local businesses.
Vin succeeded beyond his wildest imagination, wealthy men from all over 
the world
began buying local businesses at three to five times their market value.

Vin closed Main Street at both ends, it ran the length of P2 on the 
mezzanine level.
To pass from P1 to P3 you had to use the promenade.
P2 mezzanine was entirely given over to OTEC western town.
Main street was paved with a rubber aggregate that gave good traction
to horses with steel shoes.
OTEC's run on golf cart technology, if a merchant orders a barrel of beer
it will be delivered in a pickup version of a golf cart, except for OTEC 
western town.

Vin had a livery stable and a warehouse.
The freight elevator delivered goods to the warehouse, where there were
transferred to a horse-drawn wagons.
They had horse and buggy taxicabs, so Aphrodite ladies could arrive in 
style.

Vin hired people to pick up horse turds in the street.
Vin rebuild all the businesses with faults fronts, squeaky wooden floors,
tin ceilings, and wallpaper.
There were covered boardwalks running the length of P2 on both sides of 
Main Street.
Vin did not contract for any bobbies.
The rent-a-pig agencies, supplied him with men in blue jeans, with boots 
and spurs.
They wore Stetson hats, deputy sheriff badges, and six guns on their hips.

Vin was voted mayor.
(He ran unopposed )
Young Leopard was voted Sheriff.
( he ran unopposed also )

They began aggressive marketing Western Town in the Japanese market.
Japanese have an amazing fascination for the American Wild West.
	 _____

Vin hired people who secretly do the management part of managed democracies.
He wanted to buy an election, and he succeeded.
He started the same sort of campaign where people voted that Princess 
should have a title.
The referendum was that Kathy should become queen.
She would have no rights or privileges, just the title.
Vin probably spent more than he needed, people liked the idea, and the 
referendum passed.

As soon as Kathy had her second title, Vin renamed the hotel.
It was now the:
		The Queens Hotel
	 _____
	
Vin Commissioned a leading portrait painter to do a three meter square
portrait of Lady Kathy looking very regal, wearing her crown.

Judge Wilcox agreed to crown Lady Kathy.
The coronation was in the lobby of the Queens Hotel.
Vin looked on wearing his gray morning suit.
The huge oil painting was unveiled.
They had renamed the presidential suite, the Queens suite.
Vin offered the Queen his elbow, They took the elevator
to the top floor. There was a super King bed in the suite.

One year later for Vin's birthday Lady Kathy and her staff
arranged for another referendum.
It passed.
Judge Wilcox agreed to crown King Vin.
( Vin was pleased they used his Fleet Week crown. )
Lady Kathy hired the same portrait painter.
	 _____

Vin had been resisting a consortium of cruise ship operators for years.
They wanted him to do a Fleet Week for them.
Vin explained, Fleet Week worked because the military supplied
the excess of men needed to sustain a proper orgy.

The cruise ship operators, listen thoughtfully, and went away
to think about it.

They proposed an economy cruise with giveaway rates
to single men. An entire boatload of horny single men.

A new bond issue was floated, the harbor was lengthened
allowing nine cruise ships to tie up simultaneously.

The resulting Fleet Weeks were a resounding success.
They had four cruise ship Fleet Weeks, in addition to the four
military Fleet Weeks.
They also had the four LFA conventions.
Vin and Kathy went from very wealthy, to very very wealthy.
	 _____

Little Sister got along well with the two female ninjas,
in part because they had a similar background.

Little Sister's father had infected her with the Lazarus virus
when she was nine years old, stunting her growth.
She did not have a normal view of men, she would never marry.
She settled for the next best thing, she became the camp follower to the 
Legion.
She lived in an officers room, at one end of the barracks.
She told the legionnaires she was a two bit whore and insisted they pay.
She kept rolls of .025 whorehouse tokens handy so they were able.

With several cruise ships were in port simultaneously she would
returned from the whorehouse wearing a panty girdle.
Her praetorians would slide the garment off of her,
and reach into her vagina, pulling the whorehouse tokens out one by one.
They would carefully count the tokens placing them on a table.
Little Sister would lay back spreading her legs, as each
praetorian finished he would toss his two bit token onto the pile.

Little Sister was a wealthy woman, she quit working for Lady Kathy,
as she did not have time for full time work.

She was still available for special projects, like escorting important VIPs.
She had a, paid for, elegant townhouse not terribly far from Vin and Kathy.
She used the townhouse to store her clothes, and entertain visiting 
businessmen.

She continued studying to be a geisha.
Her happiest moments were when Vin visited the geisha house
and gave her gold proving she was truly a high class whore.
( First Lady would call her, as soon as she heard Vin was planning a visit.)

She worked with First Lady and Katzie.
On her vacations she would visit Tokyo, where she was one
of the highest-paid prostitutes available.
Three times she took Beatrice with her, twice she took Kay,
and once Lady Kathy.
At the end of her vacation she would return to her praetorians,
and her Little Red Whorehouse where everybody gave her two bits a trick.

Katzie was not actually pimping for her, but occasionally
he would send a businessman to Davis Strait, who would pay
incredible sums for Little Sister to entertain him.
	 _____

The zoo more or less evolved.
First and second generation OTECs, looked like cheese boxes.
 From the third generation on, the architectural fashion was
make the greenbelt wider, and the high rise higher.
Vin had the greenbelt given over to pasture, for his
growing livestock herd.
The problem was the tourists would not leave his animals alone.
Vin did not enjoy telling his praetorians, they needed to stand,
in the tropical heat and rain, guarding donkeys.
They tried fences, they tried electrified fences.
Finally Vin gave up and hired the worlds leading zoo design architect.
They did a proper modern zoo, with ten foot deep moats.
People were restrained, the animals wandered freely.

By then they had, Tigers, and Lions.
Lloyd's had been complaining for some time about the lack of security
for dangerous animals.
Vin figured if he was forced to spend this much money, he would
make the people responsible pay.
Vin charge zoo admission, at the rate the market would bear.

On the back side of the zoo was a metal door labeled animal training.
Tourists had access to the Fleet Week homepage, many were
interested in esoteric animal training.
It was impossible to determine what percentage of tourists,
were drawn to the Davis Strait, as a Fleet Week spin off.
Davis Strait continued to have higher room occupancy rates
than newer love boats. It is reasonable to assume
that Fleet Week kinkiness, was good for business year-round.

Animal training had a small auditorium, with a stage.
The animals needed at least a once per week refresher
course for their sexual training.
People paid good money to watch.

Repeated requests to do more than watch, caused Vin
to call London, and get a quote on additional insurance.
Once they were properly insured, they were in the business
of catering to tourists.
Tourists who wanted unusual sexual experiences.
By advanced booking tourists were guaranteed to get exactly what they 
desired.
Vin had everything Holsteins to hamsters.

The crowd favorite seemed to be watching male bonobos chimps.
A female animal trainer in a schoolgirl uniform was led in
and shackled wrist and ankle with enormous chains.

The entire pack, pulled the Velcro secured uniform
off of the struggling spread eagle woman.
They proceeded to cluster fuck her with considerable energy.
There were strong enough to hang by one hand, while copulating
vigorously.
The grand finale, after a vigorous fisting, was a simultaneous double anal
double vaginal.

The ushers would allow members of the audience,
holding golden first-class tickets on stage.

They would gang bang the female animal trainer as she hung there in her 
chains.

Lady Kathy had a file drawer full of applications for Fleet Week animal 
trainers.

Lady Kathy would occasionally show up unannounced at animal training.
Her favorite was hanging in chains while a mob of Japanese businessmen
gang banged her.
Although she did enjoy doing large animals and then lying there
while the men lined up.
Occasionally she would invite Vin to watch her perform.
She always arranged for one of the female animal handlers to
service him, while she was being gang banged.

She took pride in the fact that she had at one time or another
fucked every animal in the zoo. The giant gorilla was a bum fuck,
the bonobos were much better, they understood sex
Vin enjoyed sharing a good time with Kathy.
She would sometimes take bonobos to the whorehouse
for a show, both the audience and the bonobos seemed to enjoy it.
Kathy, Beatrice, Little Sister, and Princes certainly did.

She only did the lion and tiger once, the animals frightened her.
This snakes were the most interesting, she would lie
on an electric grid, wearing rubber chaps to protect her.
The current forced to snakes into the only available opening
where they would not receive electric shocks.

Men would line up to thrust themselves into her vagina
containing two liters of wiggling snakes.

Vin agreed with her, next time there were multiple cruise ships
in port, she would put on a show.
She would have one hundred small snakes crawl into her vagina.
Vin would penetrate her snakes and all.
Men would line up.
They would film it and put it on the web page.
	 _____

Occasionally some male tourist was stupid enough to sign up for,
the surprise one-hour sex act.

( The standard joke was to give this as a gift, to a first timer )

He was led into the auditorium and securely restrained
on a massive stainless steel table.
The top half of the table was coded in rubber, and was non conductive,
the bottom half with bare metal.
The female bonobos chimps were brought into the room, they
hopped up and squatted on the man's erection, they were
amazingly strong and could bounce up and down vigorously.

As soon as the man lost his erection the troop leader
brought out a sparkler on a long extension cord.
The sparkler was inserted into his penis and the
current was applied.
By moving the sparkler rapidly in and out,
the amount and intensity of the current could be varied.
All the way, it was almost bearable, all the way out,
one hundred percent of the current traveled the entire length of the 
urethra.
The tourist would holler, and buck like a bronco.
With practice the troop leader became amazingly skilled
at electrifying, a limp dick, into a throbbing erection, in seconds.

The female bonobos then resumed vigorously fucking the tourist.
	 _____

It was their anniversary so Vin arrived home on time.
Both Kathy's were waiting for him.
There were naked, Vin decided he should be naked also.
Each of them took a hand and led him into the bathroom.
Madame Cathie's two friends were waiting.
They had an amazing assortment of water sports
equipment, it must've taken them an hour
to transform Vin's bathroom in to a little shop of horrors.

The four women proceeded to put on an incredible show for Vin.
Vin sat on the toilet watching.
They attached a douche nozzle, it was
a regular douche nozzle like most women use.
They lubricated it thoroughly, and screwed it into
Lady Kathy's amazingly dilated urethra.
They released the clamps, warm water flowed into Lady Kathy filling her 
to capacity.
The one in front pulled the nozzle out.
The one in back reached around, lacing her fingers together over
Lady Kathy's obscenely bulging bladder.
She gave Lady Kathy bladder a full force bear hug.
Lady Kathy produced a stream of water the diameter of a garden house
which shot clear across the room splashing against the far wall.
Lady Kathy squealed as she orgasmed.
"Do it again." she said breathlessly.
They handed the nozzle to Vin.

Madame Cathie stuck two fingers from each hand into herself, producing
a gape.
She maneuvered her gape as close to Lady Kathy as she could.
Vin pulled the nozzle out.
Lady Kathy looked down as her high pressure garden hose stream
went directly into Madame Cathie's vagina.
The two women looked deeply into each others eyes.
Lady Kathy was spread Eagle in bondage, and could not move.
Madame Cathie pushed her clitoris hard against Lady Kathy's,
reaching around she pulling Lady Kathy hard against her.
The two women made grinding hip motions, as Madame Cathie
climaxed she produced a stream of urine that was warm
as it cascaded over Lady Kathy's vagina.
She reached down and began fisting Lady Kathy, who was having yet 
another orgasm.
When she finished the two friends step forward and began
double fisting Lady Kathy.

"We should take him into the bedroom and fuck him silly." Lady Kathy said.
The two fists were moving up and down in her cunt like pistons.
Vin could see her abdomen bulge as the two fists moved within her.

"First he must agree to do a favor for us." one of the friend said.
Their fists continuing to move like a steam engine, their forearms
were dilating Kathy's womanhood in an obscene fashion.

"As long as you don't want me to stand on my head while doing a sandwich,
once in a lifetime is more than enough."
"Oh no, nothing like that."
"What favor?"
"You will build two rooms, so people like us can have a good time."
Vin agreed, he would build two rooms, to their specifications.
" OK" they said removing their fest with a slurping sound.
"Step up here and fuck your wife in the cunt, while we watch."

Vin did as he was told.
He put his arms around Kathy's lovely blond body and began soul kissing her.
Vin climaxed, Kathy mashed her muscles, the three women
smiled watching Lady Kathy drip semen onto the floor,
As they removed her wrist and ankle cuffs.

They led Vin into the bedroom.
He got no sleep that night.

And so the convention center space, acquired a sign, adjacent to
animals, it read:
			water sports

There were two rooms because even the water sports people
thought the enema crowd should be segregated.

Vin thought about it and added a third room:

			electro-discipline

Vin began charging admission, to recoup his investment.
He could have retired, from the income generated.
	 _____

As cruise ships began delivering large numbers of tourists
to Davis Strait Vin had to continuously expand the
Little Red Whorehouse.
Eventually Vin had all the local wives who wanted working for him.
At this point he quit expanding the facility.
Money was not his motivation he saw no reason to import
strange whores from far away.
His Little Red Whorehouse was for the pleasure of
His wives, the steering committee, and the praetorian wives.

When it became obvious that wealthy women would pay great sums
of money for a week as a whore.
Vin expanded his facilities sufficiently to accommodate them.
He also realized he needed the same three rooms as
the Fleet Week facilities.
Two for water sports and one for electro-discipline, a large
and a small Gothic dungeon, a large, and the small
modern dungeon, and four general-purpose party rooms,
in various sizes.
	 _____

Vin met with the Hotel Owners Association, he had graphs and charts.
As he was refusing to expand his whorehouse further,
he was projecting considerable business would be turned away.
The hotel owners agreed to get into the bordello business
in order to make sure everyone who visited the Davis Strait went away happy.
( While leaving hard cash behind, they planned to charge market rates at 
their bordellos. )

Vin had worked with people his casino management company had recommended.
Vin was able to supply the hotel owners was all they temporary 
prostitutes their facilities required.
Vin also handled marketing.
( Vin got ten percent of the action. )

Vin made them sign a contract, with penalties, preventing them from 
poaching any
whores from the Little Red Whorehouse.

He had to lean on them to get them to sign, these were their own wives 
he was refusing to return.
He didn't have to lean very hard, all of them remembered what Vin and 
Kathy had done to Weasel.
Weasel was the first to sign, the others lined up behind him.
	 _____

Vin visited the dressmaker, he had a motel maid's uniform,
he wanted the most elegant gown possible, made in that size.
The dressmaker, had a beautiful gift box, the messenger delivered it to 
the Drake Hotel.
It was delivered to housekeeping, as it was labeled uniform.
There was no card.

Head of House Keeping, wore her elegant gift to the Little Red Whorehouse
the following Saturday, she did not return home until 2 A.M. Sunday.

The following Monday she showed her collection of ninety three tokens to 
her motel maids.
Two of them ask for an advance against their wages so they could buy 
saloon girl dresses.
Head Of Housekeeping told them she could do better than that.
She would introduce them to her good friend, who would buy them saloon 
girl dresses.

Her entire staff ended up, with free dresses.
Along with many of the working class wives on the Davis Strait.

Afternoons were for tourist ladies, who needed their medical necessity 
dealt with.

Tuesday morning was VIP lady day at the whorehouse.

Wednesday morning was new whore day.

The ladies would arrive early looking bashful and uncertain.
Vin would lead them next door to the dry goods store.

Vin had a private viewing where he would watch unashamedly
as they got naked and tried on. their new saloon girl dresses.

"Whores do not wear underwear." Vin would remind them

They were pink flushed and excited, as they helped each other try on new 
dresses.
They would hold the dresses against their bodies smoothing the fabric
looking at each other, and turning slowly to see themselves in the mirror's.

They smiled as Vin ran his eyes over their bodies.
They were studying to be whores, he was to be their pimp.
Pimps, like gynecologists are allowed certain privileges.

The room smelled marvelous to Vin, his erection swelled
as he shared the woman's growing excitement.
When each was satisfied she had picked out the best possible dress.
Vin would lead them back to the whorehouse.

He would smile as each of them lifted their petticoats, showing their
womanhood to the guard.
They were lubricating visibly.

The women would help each other as they raised their dresses and petticoats,
and buttoned them in place.
Vin did not insist they do this, but clearly he enjoyed watching them do so.

They enjoyed strutting for Vin, the Venetian Club never made them feel sexy.
They were pink flushed with excitement.

"After you have worked here a week or more, you will each have
a swipe card, allowing you access to the rooms upstairs,
between now and then you will have to manage without rooms. "
"Follow me to the bar."
"OK turn around and lean back slightly against the bar."
"Spread your feet more widely, you are whores looking for business."
"That better."
"Don't look at your feet, look up boldly, you are whores looking for 
customers!"
"Look around the room, how many men do you see admiring you?"
"Smile at them let them know you are their whore."

It was of course a put up deal.
There were eighty praetorians in the room with a pocket full of quarters.
The praetorians began picketing women and leading them to tables.
So there was never a last one to be picked, two praetorians would arm 
wrestle.
The winner got to fuck her first.

Young Leopard went first, picking the woman he wanted.
They showed each of them how to hike their skirts up to their armpits
and drape them over the back of the tables, keeping them
from becoming wrinkled, and semen stained.
The women spread their legs willingly.

Vin loved the smell of warm vaginas in the morning.

The Whorehouse Madam sat beside Vin looking at her new girls.
The Madame was the only woman with her dress covering her womanhood.
They did the same thing every week but never tired of it.
She would look at Vin.
He would stand and throw a quarter on the table.
She hiked her dress over her head
For a moment she looked like a lamp, with a lamp shade.
Her breasts and vagina were visible, the dress hiding her head and 
shoulders.
She slowly leaned forward smoothing her dress on the table so it would 
not become wrinkled.
She lay on her belly, flipping the dress back so her head was uncovered.
She turned and smiled at Vin, using that unique smile that women use only
at times like this.
Her legs were hanging down off the table.
Vin would step between her legs, penetrating her.
He would stroke very slowly, so he did not climax immediately.
He would lean forward so he could smell Madame Cathie's hair,
she had a unique scent that aroused him.
Young Leopard would have one of the new whores on the table
right in front of them.
Vin would gently fuck Leopard's wife, as they watched women
moan and wiggle, as they were gang banged.
Vin would continue slowly fucking Madame Cathie, as they soaked up
the sexual energy in the room, savoring the moment.
Enjoying each others bodies, sharing love.

There were four women and eighty men, who were able to come four times.
Each of the new whores had eighty quarters on her table.
Vin made it eighty one.
Vin would then pull each woman to her feet, men would cheer and applaud
as semen gushed from her.
Vin would then penetrate her while standing, and soul kiss her.
"I love you." he would tell each one. meaning it. Vin loved all women.
Vin would undo her buttons holding the front of her dress up,
as he withdrew his penis from her vagina, he would smooth the fabric
over her abdomen, hiding her vagina from view.
She was an official whore now.
Vin would move on to the next lady, and repeat the process.

The Madame would give each a special purse for her quarters.
These purses were not for sale to tourists.
The only way to get a special purse was by
being gang banged on a tabletop, in Vin's whorehouse.
Some women would use them as their only purse,
It was like a secret Masonic recognition sign.

Vin and the Madame could tell which ones would become successful whores.

She would wear her new dress home, holding her special purse proudly,
so passers by could see it.

In time Vin had every Hotel Maid on Davis Straight working for him,
along with most of the working wives.

The Venetian Club charged them membership dues,
and treated them like cattle. The working class wives
who ran the Venetian Club were Davis Straight Citizens,
the Latino Ladies were not.
The blue-collar wives showed them no respect.

Vin gave them a beautiful dress and told them he loved them.

They had to deal with their medical necessity in any case.
Vin's whorehouse was a lot more exciting than the linoleum floor,
and disco ball of the Venetian Club.

Vin did not exactly put the Venetian Club out of business but he came close.
They gave up their dance Hall format and adopted the Christian ladies 
format.
Bum fucks, who looked like a raisin bread, remained at the Venetian Club.
Men would arrive and be shown directly to a room containing one of these 
women.

Vin could not understand why these women degraded themselves in this 
fashion.
They could go to the medical clinic for artificial insemination.
For 25 cents, they could have studs do a line up.
For five gold they could take one to a private room.
A pint of real ale at the pub was four gold.

Vin had every woman on board. with looks and sex drive, working for him.

He also had a good portion of the men.
Inside every sexy man is a gigolo waiting to get out.

Just like working-class women, Vin would buy the leather stud outfit.

Lady Kathy would take them to the private dressing room.
They had chaps, that left the crotch exposed, leather vests over naked 
chests.
The outfit was obscene.
( They also got gray sweats, so they could walk down Main Street after 
work. )

Lady Kathy led them through a concealed door,
connecting the dry goods store with the whorehouse.
If there were enough of them, Beatrice and the Madame would help.
Kathy would lay on her back and pull the train.

The Madame would pay each the two bits they were entitled to.

They used the seniority system, new studs would work noon to six,
helping tourist ladies with medical necessity.
Their husbands would patronize the whorehouse in the evenings,
so men were scarce during the afternoons.
Most tourists ladies found it stimulating to visit a genuine stud house
with a bag of quarters.
The studs would line up, in proper whorehouse fashion.
The women would point to the stud she wanted, he would step forward smiling.

Most women would pay the five gold for an hour in a private room.
There were exceptions of course, although most exceptional women
rented a whorehouse dress, and showed up in the evening, eager to try 
whoring.
They could attend the Little Red Whorehouse, from six until nine,
when fully closed ladies, sat at tables, just like any other Ladies Club.

Or they could come after nine and take part in world-class depravity.

The Aphrodite steering committee had a rotation schedule, one of them
would act as Madame during the afternoons.
They dressed appropriately for their role.
	 _____

Many visiting tourist women, would stash their husbands in the casino,
and go to a bar to pick up a man they would fuck in their hotel room.

But many would head for the little blue stud house, usually in the company
of new-found friends they had met at dinner.
The ones who arrived early, had sex in a brass bed upstairs.
Late arrivals had sex, on tables at the back of the saloon hall,
the lights were turned down low.
Like Japanese ignoring newlyweds, they would ignore what they saw and heard.
As the afternoon progressed more and more women were on their backs
on tabletops.
At some point, like flash over in a burning room, the sexual energy
would reach critical mass, a sexual riot would begin.
Women would no longer quietly lead men to the back of the room,
they would flop on their backs, front and center, enthusiastically
engaging in public sex, while their new found friends, stood in a circle
shouting encouragement, waiting their turn.

People rarely make reference to it, but men do not have to ejaculate.
The clear lubricating fluid men produce with an erection, is full of
Lazarus proteins, as long as he strokes away for three minutes or more
the medical necessity is taken care of.
One Super Viagra filled stud can service one hundred women in a ten hour 
period.

Except for special events, with visiting cruise ships, the front doors
were never closed.

The Davis Strait had thousands of residents working all hours,
needing their medical necessity serviced at their convenience.
The Little Red Whorehouse ran seven by twenty four.
Tell the Madame on-duty what you wanted, she would get it for you.

	 _____

Vin continued doing invitations.
If one of the steering committee ladies called him, he would
put on his working clothes with an exercise suit over it,
and walk to the whorehouse.

Vin would stand in the lineup wearing his obscene leather outfit like 
the other studs.
The Madame would lead the special lady over to the lineup and instruct
the woman to take her gigolo upstairs.

Experienced studs helped Vin gang bang female VIPs Tuesday mornings,
and new whores on Wednesday mornings.

The web page made it clear that couples were welcome in the evening,
both before and after six.

Tourists can visit the dry goods store and rent "professional" clothing.
The couple could then visit the whorehouse that evening,
between six and nine it was possible for a "working couple",
to each turn tricks for two bits each.

Cruise lines began offering "professional" clothing rental as part of their
Davis Strait packages.

Visiting the whorehouse in street clothes is totally acceptable.
The whorehouse has many customers, especially
Saturdays, when multiple cruise ships were in port.

On Saturday nights the studs and the whores work until the Sun comes up.

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