“You’ll be running a brothel here, Madame, a regular bordello if you hope to remain alive.” His black brows narrowed. “Better tell your soul sisters of the plan and get them acquainted with the demands that will be made of them. I don’t think they can expect anal fisting the first week, but they will need to be trained for the usual s****l services. The state needs them for its general welfare, and I’m sure, with your encouragement, they will be as accommodating as you are.”
“Oh, how vile you are!” She shot up from the bed as she had when he first awakened her, grabbing a sheet this time to cover her nakedness. Not that she was embarrassed or humiliated. She wouldn’t let this blackguard have another seamy look at her body so he could taunt her reduced state.
Labeque grabbed her arm rough
