" Each wall was progressively harder to break through. If some enterprising hacker made it through all four walls we gave him a reward."Dee Dee asked,..."A reward? What kind of reward?"I think I may have looked a little guilty. "It's a naked picture of Donnie. Anyone good enough to break through four firewalls programmed by our little girls deserves something special."Donnie hit me on the shoulder. "You are awful! You didn't let the girls see that picture, did you? You know that picture was just. “Hope you like lemonade,” she winked.I followed her back outside. Tom and Leanne were sitting up. Leanne was topless too and Tom’s eyes were out on stalks. I handed round the glasses and Leona poured. When we were all seated on our towels Leona said, “Cheers!” We raised our glasses and drank.Tom and I both spluttered. The twins grinned. “Didn’t we tell you?” said Leanne. “It’s special lemonade.”“Special how?” I asked.“It’s got vodka in it.”We finished our drinks and I was feeling a bit light. The walls were painted beige, the floor carpeted. A few tasteful pictures hung on the walls, and there was a large potted plant in the corner.She could hear classical music being played from a speaker she couldn't see. She couldn't name any such music, but the violins played melodies together that seemed pleasant enough.She sat down on a leather seat that creaked as she shifted her weight.It didn't feel very comfortable compared to the soft old sofas she was used to, but she didn't want to say. Laney, finished licking up every drop of piss that she could find, watched as her father roughly violated Paulina's pussy. She felt her old self rising up, getting turned on by seeing the other girl's pain. But it was tempered by the pain in her own ass, the knowledge that, to her father, they were both just toys to be used and abused at his discretion. That should have filled her with shame and, possibly, indignation. But, knowing that her father wouldn't hold back from hurting her, would.