“I am glad you did not live to terrorize our home. I only wish our cousin had joined you, then our nightmare would have been over. Instead, we have ...een stuck here for millennia waiting for the end to come. This boy is the first to ever appear here, other than our cousin. He could be the means to end it and I hope he does.”The other man shrugged and poked at the fire with a stick.The first sighed and turned to me. “You must render all three of us to ash, in order to end this curse once and for. Whichever one you choose, the other will be used on your breasts.” Kimberly chose the medium whip, of course. Carl applied it well; again, she had to count, again, the pain was intense. When it was over, her back was criss-crossed with welts. “And now, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the final punishment of the morning. Miss Johnson’s breasts will be whipped ten times with the lightest whip. Thereafter, all four miscreants will be standing at the front of the stage for ten minutes for. Only seconds later, I felt fingers part my labia, opening me and caressing my wetness, light touches over my clitoris. I was a mixture of emotions, wanting more, but not knowing who it was that was providing me with the pleasure. Should I feel guilty if it was one of the two who were not my lover? No! This was my Masters plan, he must have known I could not help but be aroused, it was him that had instigated it. I let myself go, aware that if it were not him then he would be watching, hopefully. She grabbed one of the café chairs from our kitchen bar by the door and propped up her heel. Her eyes searched for mine as she rolled the stocking over her knee, then leaned into the chair drawing her body close to her foot resting on the chair rung. I caught her eye, but glanced back and forth between her eyes and the actions of her hands. Ever so slowly she pulled the stocking over her heel and then over her toes and threw the stocking towards the glass. Instinctively, I tried to catch the.