I had a huge hard-on. She looked down at the same time as I did and giggled. “Is that because of me” she asked coyly. I blushed – “Ah, I gues... so. It appears to have a mind of its own!” When she smiled her whole face lit up and I was a goner. Raising her eyebrow she teased “And what were you thinking about? Anything I would want to know?” She really knew how to get to me. I just sat down – a little embarrassed. During breakfast I was thinking about how open about sex we had become since. I said loudly in my mind, 'Belinda Marie Hamner, come to me, immediately. Drop what you are doing, and come to me!'About thirty seconds later Bea came in my room. She was dressed in her nightgown, which was one of our Dad's old tee shirts. It came down to her knees.She said, "Master, what do you wish of me?" She was still wet from her shower and the shirt clung to her new curves.I gaped at her partial nudity. She was beautiful; she was just starting to get boobs. You know ... small bumps on her. They waited silently and then saw the figure steal away back down the slope and up onto the track that led directly to the nearby city reputed to be a den of thieves and sodomites fallen into a criminal way of life.Curiosity got the better of the both of them and they traced the man's route up to the cave and slowly eased inside not knowing what to expect. A still glowing torch on the wall was lighted once again and they saw the cave was filled with treasure hidden away from humankind.Jasmin. ..how could this make her so wet and lust filled.Once more the master came close….whip the slut...tits, arse, tummy inside of her thighs and finish with her cunt smack that hole until she begs you to stop then she’ll know her true worth as a man’s slut and whore. Each man took his turn for twenty minutes they whipped her entire body, finishing with her cunt, she was covered in red and purple welts she had sobbed at first but when they whipped her cunt she had screamed in pain, pain she felt.