Chapter Ten
Oral Therapy
“Splendid!” General Mercher said. He strutted along in front of the line of beautiful girls, each attired in her skimpy nurse’s uniform. Every girl had her arms crossed behind her back and strapped up tight in the ubiquitous Blackthorne House harness. Its special design for rendering a pretty girl’s feminine charms temptingly displayed and delightfully unprotected had become a trademark of the Cailean Family. No pageantry was spared to make these humiliated girls’ sensual embellishments available with undefended enticement.
A starched white nurse’s cap perched atop their elegantly embellished tresses. Each cap bore a large, black identity number, making it convenient for any male to present a written request for her for his bedtime pleasure.
The general’s finge
