Conrad grinned as he reached Cathy. He turned toward Alisha and ran his hand over Cathy's ass, making her groan with pain.

"I think we've already shown her," he said, "but whatever your little heart wants, baby, go ahead. I can do two things at once."

"Ooohhh, yeah!" Alisha hopped off the table, then paraded away from the desk.

With a grin on his face, Eric got up and sat on the desk again.

Alisha walked up to the table and knocked on it.

"Come in," Eric said.

Alisha sashayed in.

"Where have you been?" Eric said nastily. "I got you the speaking part, you little shit, and you ain't been near me in a week."

"Well fuck you!" Alisha said with a sneer. "There are other agents, you know, they'll get me jobs for nothing." She pouted and sat down on the desk. "I want a better part, then we might talk business."

Conrad turned to his sobbing niece.

"Watch this," he said, "this is what happens to whores when they go back on deals. Oh, and another thing, beg me to take your bra off."

"Ooohh, please, Uncle! Please, don't make me – aaghghhh! Oh, please take my bra off – aagghhh! Uncle, please!" Cathy wept as Nolan lashed her ass twice more.

"Slow learner," Conrad commented as he reached for the cups of her bra.

Behind him, Renata stood, a nasty look on her face. She opened the neck of her blouse, undoing three buttons until the sides fell away, revealing the center clasp of her bra and the deep cleavage of her tits.

Conrad held onto the cup of Cathy's bra and heaved. The clasp held for a moment then broke, revealing Cathy's wonderful tit-mounds for the first time.

"Fuck me!" Conrad gasped. "I'm glad you came to New York!"

Cathy sobbed as he reached for her tits, playing with the soft flesh.

"Watch the play," he said, "this is the price of fucking around."