"Oh, Pete, you should have seen the show," Loretta beamed. "Those salty miners ate it up."
Cassie agreed. "Loretta's girls are going to be busy tonight."
"I just hope the cleaning staff can keep up with all those soiled sheets." This brought much laughter from the two ladies and Purcell, but not Pete.
"I'm real happy for you. Seems to me if you're making so much money selling female services you wouldn't need to be thieving Elwood's hard work."
"Screw Elwood," barked Loretta.
"And screw Marjean Hoodenpyle, too, for that matter," Cassie chimed while proceeding to remove her clothing. "And screw you, Pete Radcliffe."
"Interesting subject," Loretta said while unbuttoning her blouse. "I've been wondering exactly what Marjean told you about our little enterprise here."
"Ah, hell. She never told me anything I haven't found out for myself since getting here."
"Really?" Loretta sneered. "Nothing about maps? Or combinations to safes?"
"She doesn't know any of that. And neither do I."
"Purcell?" Cassie summoned in a voice sweetly sickening. "He seems to enjoy our methods of persuasion. Better give him some." With a circling of the table, Purcell cranked the ropes to a tension slightly less than before. Tight, but tolerable. "Now, Purcell," she continued. "Since we have a special visitor, I've decided to hold a midnight mass rather than our regular Sunday morning service. Go tell Briscoe, and stay up there to help him with the rowdies until it's time to do what you need to do."
"Yes, ma'am."
"And don't forget to pass it around to the girls," Loretta reminded.
"Yes, ma'am."
"And get me something to eat, for Christ's sake," Pete gave it a try. Purcell raised an eyebrow to Loretta, who shook her head no. "Damn, ladies," Pete growled through clenched teeth. "Can't you get me a cooked egg or something? Haven't had a bite since breakfast with Marjean."
"See, Pete? That's a sore subject with us." Loretta, naked, climbed onto the table left of Pete's chest.
"That's true," Cassie, naked, did the same on Pete's right. "You'd be better off not mentioning that bitch's name again unless we ask you."
"What about my egg?"
"Very funny," Loretta chuckled. "Sorry, Pete. We like you lean and mean." From her knees she lowered her face to his belly, kissed it, licked it between words. "You... mmm... denied us once... mwah... but not tonight."
"That's right, Pete. You just don't know how bad you broke our hearts." Cassie reached across his chest, grabbed his left tit between finger and thumb. "Leaving us with that old man." She lowered her lips to his right tit, sucked and licked on it between words. "While you devoted all your... uhhm... attention... oh yeah... to that harlot."
"You two shouldn't be holding grudges," he remarked, trying to ignore what those mouths were doing to him. "Bad for your health. Besides, I never said you couldn't join our little party that night."
"You ignored us, Pete. Hurt our feelings," Loretta slurped.
"Life's for living, ladies. Gotta take what you want for yourselves."
"That's exactly what we're going to do, Pete." Cassie's lips clamped onto him like a leech. Gave his tit some serious suction.
"Yow! Careful there, sweet cakes."
"One thing's for sure, Pete." Loretta raised up from his belly. "That penis of yours is still ignoring us."
"Well, he's kinda halfway in between. I can't help that. You two've got me feeling a bit vulnerable. Not to mention the fact I'm tied up to your torture rack. What the hell am I supposed to think?"
"There's your problem, Pete," Loretta explained. "Too much thinking." She crawled to the foot of the table. "Not enough feeling." Reaching under the surface by Pete's left foot, she turned the wheel two clicks. "We've never had a man of this caliber on our rack." She crawled to his right foot, gave a couple clicks to that underneath wheel. "We're going to find out what a man like you can do."
"That's right, Pete," Cassie concurred while crawling toward his wrists. She cranked his right rope two clicks. "We're going to take your suggestion." She cranked his left. "Take what we want for ourselves."
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