’ she smiled, trying to cover the barb that she hadn’t intended. ‘I’m having trouble thinking of it as a bunkhouse. It sure doesn’t look tha... way to me, well, what I’d have imagined one to look like.’ ‘It used to be just a big room like an army barracks, and it would house a dozen men in cots with the washroom added later,’ Rose said, ‘Years after, it was used as a cool storage. The thing hadn’t been used at all in years until Joshua cleaned it all out and turned it into a little house all on. I let Erika sweat a little over what her punishment might be. After a few minutes, I got up went to my room and got dressed then walked into the basement. Erika was standing in the basement living room in a red bra and matching red panties. I walk past her and go into her bedroom. I look in her closet and pull out a blue mini dress. I threw the dress at her and told her to dress and meet me upstairs. We were going out.The car display watch read 8:45 as we pulled into the mall parking lot. There. Together they began slowly, like the musical piece “bolero” their passion slowly rising to a massive crescendo, bodies slapping loudly together, bruises forgotten, the pain in its own strange way, adding to her excitement her hips, rising to meet his, beyond reason, beyond all rational thought, like a wave beating against the rocks, it was sublime, his seed finally spewing into her body a hot and passionate token of his affection, her senses had gone completely to an eye rolling, heart. There was to be no escape until they were all fully satisfied; I justhad to be a 'good girl' and get on with it. It wasn't just the shame ofwhat they were doing to me it was the humiliation of what they weresaying to each other about me as they did it; comments like."What a nasty little slut she is." Oh yea she is a dirty little cunt." Mmmm she has a lovely tight little pussy for a cheap whore." The bitch has got gorgeous red cock-sucking lips." Etc!In turn they shot their wads of semen over.