She looked under at him and bit her lip, then nodded. “Ready for a little more?”She nodded again, so he pushed it in some more.“Holy shit, look...at you two!” said a new voice. “Brian, you’re fucking your own sister!”Brian leapt from the bed, and turned to see one of his best friends, Pete, standing in the doorway with a big, shit eating grin on his face. He also had his camera with him and was taking pictures of them.“What are you doing here?” Brian asked, but then he remembered that he’d. If you miss one, you’ll start over. I might stop once you count to ten. Or I might decide to keep doing this until the brand is ready. If you impress me, I’ll be more merciful. So impress me.”I gritted my teeth in preparation for the next blow. It didn’t come. She went back to gently stroking my ass and despite myself I couldn’t help but push into her hand. I was hurt and scared and the contact was comforting. As soon as I relaxed into her, the next blow came. I bit back my scream and choked. I couldn't see anyone there, but I saw the kid point to himself like he was asking, 'Who, me?'"Then the kid started walking toward the bushes. Well, my curiosity was definitely piqued. I mean, we've all read storied about what kind of pervs hang around playgrounds. Anyhow, the kid disappeared into the bushes. I sat there for a minute before deciding I had to check it out. I put down my book and went around the bushes on the other side, then stopped to listen."I heard the kid say, 'No, I don't. Just remembering Him saying those five words makes me wet as I write this--just as it makes a wicked grin spread across my face. I am such a whore--His whore. And I absolutely, positively, unabashedly love it. I came five times sucking him off and it was heavenly. But I’d been warned that I owe him twenty orgasms. He stopped me sucking and told me to lay on my back and play with my tits, as he stood over me stroking his big thick cock, telling me how much of a slut I am............making me.