I stood in my panties knowing I had masterbated in them earlier and when he makes me take them off I would be in trouble. He walked around behind me g...t up close lent over grabbed my nipples and whispered in my ear I am going to punished you slut aren't i? Yes Sir I said very softly. He walked back around the front of me and said take you panties off I didn't move knowing he will look at my panties and see how dirty they are he punished me for that before TAKE YOUR FUCKING PANTIES DOWN NOW SLUT. “Aren’t you going to invite me in? I’m still your daughter.”“Well…. all right,” Gail replied, but she didn’t sound very inviting to Sandra.Gail stepped aside, and allowed her daughter into the house. Sandra took a long look around; most of the furniture was different, but everything else was the same, she felt her heart quiver, as fond memories flooded her mind. She had enjoyed living here, and her neighborhood friends. She wished things could have been different suddenly.“Okay…. so what is it. While he was working on my hole he explained the set up for my ?party? that night. ?The first thing I want you to understand is that tonight your name is CUNT PIG since your piggy cunt so badly wants to ravaged. A few of the men may call you FUCK MEAT since you have already been whored out to many of them over the past year or so but any men who have not used your filthy hole yet will call you CUNT PIG. Your sloppy cunt will remain gaping and open for the entire party for all men who choose. A violent crack, followed by an horrific scream of shock and pain.Simmonds’ mind raced. There was nothing in the room to be used for a whip. And then it struck him – he was using his belt on her.?Thank me!? yelled Fleming. ?Thank me for beating you!??Thank you for beating me, sir,? came the almost inaudible whimper.?Do you deserve it???Yes, sir. I deserve this beating.? Simmonds could hardly hear her. The life was being beaten out of her. Crack. ?Aaargh!??Are you my cunt whore???Yes.??Say it.