She wandered to the bathroom to clean her teeth, and knew she wouldn’t meet either of the girls there, as she could hear the familiar rocking of Emm...’s bed. Charlotte returned to bed, and pulled the sheet over her naked body. As so often, she gently stroked her body as she settled down, asking it if it was interested in masturbation. Although clearly excited, her body wasn’t going to be satisfied by anything like that, so Charlotte rolled over on her side and faced the wall. Several minutes. I interrupt and tell them that the punishment was my idea to make up for causing so much trouble and I promise that I won't cause any more. One of the crew speaks up and says he likes the trouble I have been causing it is refreshing and fun to have a pretty young free spirited girl on board, especially considering the consequences. Another crew member says that I can cause all the trouble I want as long as they get to watch me get spanked. Uncle Carl asks the crew, so let me get this straight. He spit on my cunt and began to pull with one hand on the clothes pins, his fingers massaged my clit that was exposed under the clothes pin, I begged him to stop the pain in my clit was almost unbearable. I felt myself nearing orgasm as he relentlessly massaged my scorching cunt, I came yet again. He grabbed my hair and made me get up, he pulled my hair pulling me into the bathroom. I begged him to stop being so rough, he smacked me on the ass three or four times so I would shut up. He spun me. "You did! Didn't you!" she glowed. "And not just because I made you do it! You actually liked it, you whore!" She slapped Kyle lightly on the chest and slid off his cock. In a couple of quick motions she had me on my back with my head at the foot of the bed, and she climbed over me, settling her pussy above my face. I had a close up view of Kyle’s wet cock as it pushed back inside her. She slapped my balls. "Lick us, whore. You like his cock more than my cunt, I think," she taunted as Kyle.