We all exchanged a few more laughs and continued drinking and having a good time. The girls were now on their second bottle of wine each and feeling p...etty good. Around 10 p.m. the doorbell rang and before I could get up to answer it, Roger poked his head in and yelled in his usual obnoxious tone, "I'm here, the party can start!"The girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Tom and I laughed and invited Roger into the living room. He made his acquaintances to the girls and they. Monique made the introductions:"Erika, Lillian, this is our pimp Tommy."The rest of the night for Erika and Lillian were mostly random flashes of unfocused consciousness. Non-sequential images of flashing colored lights, of booming dance music, of sitting on a man's lap, of being fondled, of being slapped, of kissing a man, of kissing girls, of being undressed...Then sleep.Chapter 1: Waking horror.Erika and Lillian woke up slowly, confused and groggy. The sisters had been drugged 8 hours ago at. "AAAhhhhhhh!" She cried out, "Please Sir I won't....."The rest of the sentence was lost in her cry of pain as the cane whipped downwards again. He settled in to a steady rhythm, whipping and spanking her arse with his bamboo cane until the tears ran freely from her eyes and her arse was criss crossed with red welts.He paused, breathing slightly heavily."Normally that would do for you punishment slut, but you have been a bad girl, a very bad girl and you think you deserve more punishment, don't. So, this trip, she’d grown up quite a bit since the last time I saw her. She was 5’4, had long her down to her waist, and looked amazing. She was pretty, had a sweet innocent face, big breasts, a small waist and a perfect ass, not too big, not too small. I knew right away she’d grow up to be a beautiful woman.My uncle’s place was a 2 bedroom, so all the adults slept in the same room and the “kids” in another. I and my cousin were sharing a bed and a blanket and we were talking. I was asking her.