(boy you made that complicated.)<br/><br/>Your adorable preaching falls mostly on deaf ears since most patrons are male and have no clue what you are gabber on about. A few of theweak willed sluts perk up from the speech, with two flat chested sluts yanking on their leashes, eager to be free from their bondage. The mistress is made out of stronger stuff, giving yo a cute giggle  once more. "Well I am sorry but these sluts are my property. If you want to fuck one or buy ne feel free, but they are not going anywhere without money being exchanged."<br/><br/>Standing firm from someone that she thinks is trying to steal her busness. Huffing out some and folding her arms over her teats. All the same the patrons go back  to playing with the sluts, fucking them or forcing them to give BJs. None complain, too far gone or too drugged or bozed up to notice.