I gasped and moaned, bucking my pussy on his face. He was wonderful. A stud. I was so glad to be his sister and wife.“You're so beautiful, wife of m...ne,” Queenie groaned. “I love watching you cum! You make me so hot! You make me want to explode!”“Cum on his cock!” I hissed at her. “Do it! Make our husband feel like your pussy is heaven!”Queenie let out a gasping sigh. She threw her head back, slamming her pussy down hard on his cock. She shuddered and swayed. I pinched her nipples as she came. I asked Christine if she would wear a white dress for the occasion.The big day came for our first adventure together. I wheeled Christine out to the car and got her situated. I stashed the supplies in the car and stopped by the bakery to pick up the bread. Christine commented on how good it smelled as we drove to the lake.I was a little disappointed to see some clouds in the sky, but I decided that I wasn't going to let that ruin our day. I was very pleased when I finally located the hobby farm. They don’t have to leave for Michigan for about ten days.”“Speaking of Michigan, when are you coming to Chicago?” I asked.“I was thinking the 16th. That’s a Monday. Can you pick me up at the airport?”“Of course. Can you move into the dorms that soon?”“Yeah, that’s the first day you can move in. I figured I’d drop a few things there, but I’ll bring most of my stuff to your place, if that’s OK.”“I don’t see why not. You’ll probably be sleeping there most nights, I guess.”“Every night you let me.. ” Ellie heard the whir then the whoosh and the pain spread right across her bottom. Her head flew back, her mouth opened, she gasped. As she recovered she missed the whirr but felt the searing pain as the cane bit again in to her bottom. Two strokes. Just like at the Correctional Centre; but different somehow. This was a machine. No feelings. None at all. Seven seconds later and the next stroke landed and the pain ran across her bottom so quickly. The machine might not have feelings, but Ellie.