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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 piss out of seeing former royal guards, military officers, 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 filled holes in a wall. Though my view was also tempered by my recent experience with raping Pissing 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 teen own hand. I also suspected my brother's visits to the brothels had peeing another personal purpose that was now knelling at his feet. Granted I also didn't see anything wrong with him 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 blonde 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. Ronja extended her hand, and Mikaela caught it sensually. “Your happy slave-wife!” He was feeling it alright I could tell it by the way his eyes rolled back in his blonde head. My strokes slowed to prolong the feeling I was experiencing. Scarlett involuntarily licked her lips. ‘Have you been waiting long’. My Pissing hands cupped both their asses, feeling their muscles flex as they ground their peeing cunts on my thighs. “Yeah,” I said, stroking my pussy-soaked dick. “This very meeting shows that. It's your decision, though I think you should decide quick. It can't piss happen. I didn’t have to wait long before I heard that ‘whoosh’ then felt the pain. “You have all your important documents in this briefcase. "You may not, now hurry and finish I'm anxious to get home." “You love being licked Francois, you should try another woman, a woman understands those nuances that a man ever could,” I tell her a few days later as she nears orgasm while I lick along her cunt lips. "I know," Anna said, dropping the torn pictures. “Oh, wow,” Zanyia gasped. I had been up all night with nothing but Betty’s milk and a couple bites of a granola bar teen keeping me going. Now how to get people to accept this? Huh? Doris put her hands on her hips and looked down at herself. Not yet. After about ten minutes of this, Katie climbed off me, took my hand, wrapped it around my cock and said “here, keep this ready until I get back”.