..”Becky trailed off as she saw Rosita and I lying on the floor. “Are you okay, Megan?” Stephanie Lunderman asked.I didn’t know what to say. T...here was so much going on in my head between the pain I felt in my face, my shame for being unable to defend myself or Rosita, and the sense of relief that I felt when I saw Becky. She would protect me, just like she protected the other girls. No one could hurt me as long as I was with Becky. Not now, and not ever. “I’m okay,” Stephanie,” I said. “Just a. Natasha was the unquestioned leader of an organization that was perhaps one of the most despicable and hated ones ever conceived. She presided over an enterprise that turned innocent and unsuspecting young girls into lesbian slaves for the rich and powerful. The manner in which this was done was both harsh and extremely brutal and one that frankly gave her a great deal of pleasure, in and above the obvious monetary rewards. She was approaching the age of 40, a time of reflection for many. " That one of your fetishes, papa?" Juicy teased."Figure that out by yourself?" I snorted. "Come here. Cutie, get the lube. It's my turn now."I rolled onto my stomach as Cutie and Juicy began reeming me with lube covered fingers. They coaxed my knees up and I felt Cutie's head slip under me.Then Juicy's cock slowly pushed into me and I groaned. Cutie's mouth slipped around my dick and I figured I'd do well to last five minutes."Oh God, Boss!" Juicy moaned in my ear. "Your arse feels so good!. I suppose they could go off on their own and do their own thing. Maybe they’d stay at the condo while the party went on at The Meadows. We could work things out, I’m sure.”Deke said, “The last thing I think about is the money angle. How do we participate? How do we contribute so you’re not carrying all of us like a bunch of freeloaders?”I protested, “The money is not even an eye blink to me. I’m not even aware of what some of the things cost; Sheila has handled that for me for the past decade..