The group followed the straining girl, with Jose occasionally sticking a finger up her dry cunt when she slowed down, until she’d finally managed to push the cart to the opposite end of the pit. Here four girls were chained to barrels. Harsh metal pyramids covered the seats, making the girls grind their sore asses and pussies against the seat as they constantly flinched in pain. In their hands were small stones and hammers.
“This is where the girls separate the gold from the rock, the seats are there to encourage them to work as quickly as possible. The sooner they fill their quota of gold nuggets, the sooner we release them.” Francisco explained.
“You don’t fear them trying to steal from you? I imagine women like this, with no moral center, would likely try to steal away the precious metal inside one of their many holes.” Lorenzo asked.
“Oh a few have tried, but they were quickly made examples of and that keeps the rest in line.” Francisco said. Stepping up to one of the girls, he reached down and brutally twisted one of her nipples. “Why don’t you tell the good Governor here what happened to your sister when she tried to steal from me?”
Tears began cutting through the filth caked on the girl’s face as she told the story.
“She…she was held down while rocks and gold were stuffed into her pussy…then when she was fit to burst…they sewed her pussy lips shut. They… they made her stay like that for three days, with the rocks hurting her insides…”

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