“I want to lick and lick and lick…”“Stick your tongue inside me, then go and sit down!” Catherine tells me, her voice strained to breaking p...int, or so it seems.So I stick my tongue right inside her honey pot and give a little swirl. Catherine moans loudly. My tongue becomes coated with thick, sexual secretions. I lick my lips when I come up for air, feeling like the cat that got the cream. Catherine looks at me, limp-eyed as I back up, moving to my customary seat, to watch.Catherine may be. If I was around, Mom would find jobs for me, so I always avoided her on that day. As a result, I stayed away until almost supper time. I always had a reasonable excuse for not being there, but I am sure that Mom knew the real reason for my absence.Anyway, for some reason I never delved into, Dad came home early, and Mom met him at the door with her story about finding all that money in my room. They talked about it until Jenny showed up (she also avoided the house on that day for the same. Gwen started talking to me, her voice was melodic, I wondered when shewould use the pendant or whatever to put me into a trance. It was areally comforting feeling and I relaxed even more, it was so comfortable,like I was floating of a big cushion of cloud, my eyes closed by themselves and I drifted on what seemed like a cloud of contentment."Nichola, Nichola dear come on wake up." I heard the voice calling myname, damn I must have fallen asleep I thought, we'll have to go throughit all. Annie dear you may have the honors tonight. And sissy, not a sound outof you miss."Annie showed me the wooden paddle. It was about a foot long and hadsmall holes drilled through it.She then pulled down my sheer panty and admired the welts that remainedfrom the previous day. She smacked me with the paddle and I buried myface in the pillow to keep from crying out. After a few hits she stoppedand caressed my burning ass with her cool hand. I started to get excitedwhen her hand moved away and the.