She knew what Karen intended to do with the cat-'o-nine-tails, and she obediently opened her thighs as far as they would go, exposing the inflamed, oo...ing crease of her aching cunt. Do it... oh do it! Please do it whip me fuck me whip me do it hard! she thought, her hips churning and bucking frantically.Karen had said nothing for a long time, but she was panting and biting her lower lip, fiercely excited sexually by the torture of Laura."Now, darling... now," she whispered softly, beginning to. I came again and again as I felt that huge, black cock shooting his load of cum in me. We hurried finished and got our clothes back on as I asked him when was he going to help me. He told me to make sure no one was at home and when the coast was clear, to come find him and he would help me. He also said that I must not ever tell a soul about us or the horse. I told him that he had to help me first and then I would keep my end of the bargain. He said that he wanted me to have plenty on time for. It was punishment, all right.Finally, the night before my big punishment, we had a party with some friends and neighbors scheduled, so our "other" activities were put on hold and I thought that I had escaped from one night of miserable extra housework. But Sharon more than made up for that.She did not insist on cleaning up after everyone left, the way she normally does. She told me that the following evening I would be cleaning up from the party as my punishment and she warned me not to try to. However, it was if they were reading my mind when they began to talk to me. "Come on, you dirty slut. Open up for me baby." That’s what you like whore. Take all that cock deep in you. You’re a dirty bitch you know that."They were speaking to that part of me that had to cover up, pretend she didn’t have a fucking sexy body, who had to pretend she didn’t like sex for too too long. Then, they started to say, ‘come on bitch, are you going to come for me?’ I was so beyond an orgasm, or so I thought..