I could hearsomeone at one of the tables say, "Fuck yeah Thomas, warm the bitch up for us."I just held my mouth open like he had ordered me to do and ...waited. Onceagain he forced my head down and his cock went deep into my throat. This time Iwas able to accept it with less gagging. He held my hair in his fist withmy face pressed down on his cock for a long minute before he pulled my headup and his cock left my mouth. He then said, "Now you can give me the bestblow job you've ever given or would. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a little shame that I was on display for all to see.Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to walk and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the promenade so he could watch me from a distance. I have. The war's end seems as far away as ever."You come with us, Lizzie girl. You need a night out. We're going down to the club. There's lots of Yankee Doughboys there now. Well, we have to show them a good old London welcome now, don't we," Rosy, the girl in the room opposite suggested to Eliza as she arrived home."I don't think so, " she told the redhead, "I'm tired and I have letters to write to my family in Oslo." Oslo?" Rosy said in surprise, "what are they doing in Oslo. That's Norway isn't. Dave heard her say to Bennie, “They also didn’t pay me for my lap dance and my thong was expensive.” She’d gotten mad. As ineffective a gesture as it was, she stomped one foot in her CFM shoes. The move made her breasts shake in an alluring manner.Bennie turned back to the red shirt, “And I think you should settle up with the pretty lady as well.”Red shirt then made a large mistake – huge actually. He took a swing at Bennie. The fist connected in glancing blow with the large man’s cheek before.