Why it was hurting and sore. And that she was in for-- CRACK. The Wicked One brought her back to the moment. Her ass on fire, three friends watching... her lungs pumped hard as the adrenaline flowed through her. “Baby, I said ask. That’s three extras. Now arch up and ask for your punishment. To teach you.” “Please...please Sir. Please whip me.” CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. Carla said, “Perhaps I should try that with you, dear. Wouldn’t you like to be helpless like that all day? Me playing with you. I was standing by Mason when the winning cards were played, so – with a resigned sigh – he gave my tits a final squeeze as I moved around the table toward Luke.I pulled myself up onto the edge of the kitchen counter facing the room where the card table was, and watched Luke walk over toward me – his big cock sticking straight out in front of him and bouncing with each step he took. With a smile on my face, I watched his cock the whole way as he made his way across the room. He stopped in front. Because of our family life we spent a lot oftime together. That's what makes her death all the harder on me. Iwasn't there when it happened. It was the summer I turned thirteen. Ihad gone away to camp and Abby was supposed to follow me up a weeklater. The story as I know it is that my mother decided she had to goout for some reason. Probably had some guy she was screwing and sheleft Abby with the maid. Abby was down at the end of the dock andslipped and fell into the lake. I guess the. "Yes I would." I answered. "May I buy you a drink to take back?" Please. Bourbon and water for Gene and a Margarita for me if you don't mind." She still hadn't let go of my arm but had let my hand go. As if on cue Charlie put three drinks on front of us and walked away. Paula picked up their drinks and turned to walk away. I followed, watching her bottom sway beneath the tight denim of her skirt.Once at the table Gene moved further inside the booth to allow Paula to slide in next to him and put.