He gets a drink and gets a surprise.

Frank left Maya sprawled and oozing cream on the couch. He looked down at her ruined young body, and at Susan kneeling and looking up at him with adoration, and felt his cock twitch despite all the abuse he had given it.

"I'm getting a drink," he growled. "Where do you keep the alcohol in this whorehouse?"

"I'll show you," Susan whispered, standing up and holding out her hand. He took it, following her to another room where she opened a cabinet and gestured at some bottles.

"Pour me three fingers of bourbon," he ordered, smiling as the girl poured it. He swirled it in the glass, staring at her as he sipped it, savouring her trembling flesh as she watched him.

"Just what the fuck is going on here!" Donna Gillespie exclaimed as she opened the door to see Frank and her daughter standing naked.