He was in 2nd standard at that time. I and my sister were sitting in the dining room when she entered. She asked my mother were my sister is and came ...irectly to us. She was talking to my sister and I was in my work minding my own business.Till that day she was just like an elder sister to me and all of it was going to change. She was leaning on the dining table and talking to her son and my sister. That was when I saw her melons pressing against the table. O my god, what a scene. My mouth had. Sister Mary Katherine stumbled back, holding her face and shielding her eyes from the glare of the yellowish light overhead. Sister Dominic was huddled in the corner, her face showing the strain of her cruel rape."No, not again! Not again!" she cried out, crawling back against the wall."Yeah, again."Jack grabbed Sister Mary Katherine first, hauling her roughly from the room.Then he kicked the door shut behind her."Don't need both you cats yowling your heads off while we work on one." No, no,. Amy was all a-flutter after arranging the liaison with Marie. She would need plenty of energy, so she made a chef's salad with Raspberry Vinaigrette dressing. Amy polished it off, then gave a cute, little, satisfied burp. She then went into her bedroom to get something sexy to greet Marie in.Amy was examining herself in the full length mirror. She hoped her outfit wasn't too much; she didn't want to scare Marie off. Amy's crimson hair was worn loose fanning out halfway down her bare back. Her. The darts were landing all over her body but very few stuck. Her nipples were covered in blood, since they were the favourite target. There were trickles of blood all over her. She cried and begged them to stop but they all wanted their turn. One dart did find its mark hitting Cindi’s clit causing her to jumped and scream and bleed some more. The revenge was sweet. It was exactly what the girls wanted. Cindi would never ever enjoy whipping them again. One more punishment would have to be.