Free Getting Screwed by Alison Bass

some of the women create their own menus, which are parodies of restaurant menus, with appetizers, entrées, and dessert. These individualized menus often have prices on them, but there is usually room for negotiation. A $1,000 party, for instance, might include friendly conversation, a tour of the facilities, drinks, a strip tease or sexy lap dance, and/or a romantic bubble bath, some foreplay (with a sensual massage), oral sex, and then intercourse with one ejaculation — all within an hour. Also included are the condoms, lubricant, oils, and various sex toys. Unlimited orgasms can be negotiated for an additional price, as can extended parties, which last for more than an hour or even overnight. 14
    After the price has been negotiated, Anna says she will take the customer’s money down to the office (and if the customer doesn’t want to part with his credit card, he can come along too). Finally, she performs a “dick check” to make sure the customer has no visible disease. (If he does, he is asked to leave.) Then the party begins.
    At Sheri’s Ranch and the Chicken Ranch, extended parties often takeplace in private bungalows set back from the main building. During our tour, Anna, who is wearing black stiletto sandals that add at least three inches to her 5'4" height, gestures out the windows toward a cluster of cabins in the rear of the large fenced-in yard. “Those are themed bungalows, and they come with a steak and lobster dinner,” she says. A series of photos mounted on the wall show off the interior of these bungalows.
    â€œThere’s the King Arthur room [replete with a statue of a knight in armor], the safari room, where you can take a walk on the wild side,” Anna says with a straight face. “We also have a Roman room, a room with the theme of Arabian nights, and a ’60s room.”
    A 1960s room?
    â€œYou know, it comes with a shag rug, lava lamp, we call it our Austin Powers room,” she says, with a hint of a smile.
    Walking down a hallway with sun-lit windows lining the back wall, Anna shows me the “bubble bath room” and then a second room, which also features a hot tub and is lathered with signs promoting Anheuser-Busch’s Landshark Lager. “We’re the only brothel that has a corporate sponsor,” she says proudly.
    Next up is the favorite room on the tour: the dungeon. The dungeon has black padded walls, on which chains and an assortment of other painful-looking equipment are mounted. In one corner stands a large black leather chair that Anna calls the “fem-dom worship chair for naughty girls”; in another corner is the “forced orgasm chair,” where customers can be tied up and dominated. “It’s a form of pleasurable torture for the client,” Anna explains. A large black leather couch squats in the center of the room in front of a small stage with a single shiny pole for pole dancing. “[Customers] have to sign our waiver that we’re not responsible if someone gets hurt,” Anna says. “You can also book this room for bachelor parties.”
    Although Sheri’s Ranch seems geared to fulfill any man’s sexual fantasy, both management and the workers insist there are limits. “We’re not forced to sleep with anyone,” Anna says. “If you get a vibe that something is off about a guy, you can hint with your conversation that you’re not interested and he’ll pick someone else.” Anna says that there havebeen times when customers said something rude or inappropriate to one of the girls, and the staff admonished them to be more respectful, even asked them to leave.
    â€œThere is a small percentage of men who come in here to put down women to make themselves feel better,” Anna says. “They might say, ‘You’re not very hot,’ or ‘Your boobs aren’t big enough.’ If that happens, I just excuse myself and I walk