..Bridgette was already fucking. She'd undressed herself and arranged herself on the cot when things started to gel and a short, rangy-looking guy wit...h a long, rangy-looking cock had crawled between her legs and set up shop. It was pretty strange; the guy wasn't using much of her but her pussy and her breasts -- Bart had her attention, talking to her softly and kissing her. Looking around, she could see that the other four women were getting similar treatment from the dancers while a slow but. It had been a slow night at the tavern adjacent to the hotel where Claude was living. He and some of his friends were hanging out playing a few hands of poker, just for something to do.Unbeknownst to Feleena, who was sitting at the bar alone watching the proceedings with no small amount of boredom, Claude had been bragging to some acquaintances about his hold over the young Mexican beauty, claiming he could get her to do anything.One of them had made a suggestion, and Claude laughingly said he. The thought recurred from last night: I am falling in love with this woman. I admired her, I was absolutely in awe of her mind and her accomplishments. Yet, here I was, dragging her to her knees, into the mud, making her do filthy, obscene things, and finding that it did more than appeal to me, it was addictive in every sense of the word. I had never had an experience anything like this, and I sincerely hoped it would never end.But I did not find that it felt wrong. Instead, I found that it. You would be a partner in our group fight for survival. I think I can speak for Ed and Bert that nothing more than normal expectations appropriate to any other person would be expected of you. I will fight to protect your right to be free and chose and to stay with someone or no one.”Lisa looked a bit relieved. “I thought you were that type of man. That’s why I left with you. A very different type came by last Tuesday. Karen met him. They went to her home and he raped her. Jennifer heard her.