Samantha's head went back with eyes closed as her fingers pressed morefirmly now sliding ever more quickly between her legs. She moanedout loud pictur...ng it all. She was no longer Samantha. Now she wasPaulinaIt was she who was being tortured so cruelly. It washer breasts and pussy that was on fire. "HHHHHHHH......HHHHHHHHH.........HHHHHHHH.......MMMMMMMM......YEAHHHHH..." She felt the zap of the electricity as it coursed into her, the bondsholding her so tight she could barely breathe. She felt. "Then she gestured and the spell that had turned my skin to stonedissipated and I could move. "Kelly, please swap us. I'm...begging." The words left my mouth before I could think about them.It was like I was a puppet and she pulled the strings."Sure, sister, dear, just drop that spell you're using and I'll swapus."I looked down and then up at her and whispered, "I-I can't. It willlast for an hour, no matter what I or you do." You stupid, little, bitch!" she hissed. Even though I was. We went to our room to get to know Cheryl better.She freaked out when she saw the bed, especially the little addition one sneaky person had added. One of the girls had tied ropes to all four corners of the thing. As a garnish, there was a riding crop in the middle.I'm sure it was meant to embarrass Cheryl, but she just looked at it and said "I guess the ropes are for me, but what is Bernie's whip doing on the bed?" Damn!", I heard from behind me, "I need to work on those shields!"We all looked. It seemed like she knew exactly what to do. The whole evening had been that way. Then the spanking started again. It wasn't with a hand, but a paddle. It hurt really bad but because I had been previously spanked by hand, it wasn't too much. I was moaning from the spankings. My moaning was almost as loud as the sounds of the paddle hitting my ass.I didn't know it but I began to wiggle against her hand, twisting and jerking, trying to avoid the smacks yet wanting her fingers deeper and harder..