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 more willing bitches like Kathleen and Samantha. Taking a helpless and unwilling bitch was still fun. Yet it didn't compare to having footjob a bitch happily beg foot fetish 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 own hand. I toe sucking also suspected my brother's visits to the brothels had 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 foot job 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. While a bit earlier then normal I decided to arrange barracks bitches for the regiments under his command. His existing regiment would get their barracks bitches as a reward first. Then once the other regiments started shaping up we would reward them with their own barracks bitches. This would then help teach the men under his command to better balance their duties as solders and their duties as individual males to the cause of female subjugation. We agreed we wanted men that would do their jobs as solders first then start raping the bitches of any town or city we took and not solders that would ignore everything else to rape the first feet bitch they saw. Our talking about sex has led foot job us to “experimenting” with each other. She disappeared from my peripheral vision, and I could hear her talking to Philip and Glenn. Fingers in her mouth, she looked at me with a cocked feet eyebrow, waiting. I suddenly heard something and the man running the booth was whispering in foot fetish my ear. I slept like a footjob log for several hours. I’m still, like, pretty horny now. “Oh yeah,” she fired back, “because you know so much about pussy.” Our laughter slowly died down as we remembered the purpose of my trip. Jason and Jack took the yacht out to sea heading for the toe sucking island. My chest is bare except for steel nipple clamps, joined together by a chain. "Of course," said Daniel, still uncertain what was happening.