"Put your shoe back on whore and listen well."You scramble, reaching under the table and slip your shoe back onto your foot. Even though mentally you ...re horrified at what is happening, your body deceives you. Your cunt throbs, getting wetter as you listen to what I will say next."What happens to bad little girls, whore?" They get spanked", is your timid response."That is right. In this case, you have displeased me more than once and you have to learn your lesson. From this moment forward, you. ..he whipped me. Hard. I knew Peter was suspicious, but I pretended to be happy. And I was, when I was with Peter. "No. No. No, no, no way!"I laughed and laughed at Peter's face of disbelief when I beat him. It was his favorite game to play, because he always won. But not today! "Revenge is a bitch," I gloated.He smirked. "You got lucky punk. Now c'mere!" He reached forward and began to tickle my waist.......my weakness."NUUUU! No stop! Peter! I swear to god-HAHAHAHA NUUUU"He laughed at my. 7pm rotated around and Ted walked thought the yard gate with Amy, John and Jenna following behind him, Wow! that is a sight isnt it? Amy said as she approached the roasted girl, Steve this is my wife Amy Ted said when they reached the picnic table in the center, Would you, Ted? Steve said gesturing to the spit roasted form of Jessica over the fire, Sure Ted replied and the two men moved the spitted pig from the hot frame to a large platter on the picnic table, well dinner is ready Susan said as. He was in total control and Jennifer, watching him, was drawn like a moth to a flame. She sympathized with Betty but Paul was totally in charge.Betty knelt on the mattress and Paul told her to turn around and put her head down. She did and he still wasn't satisfied. He told her to stick her ass up in the air. She got the idea and got down on hands and knees and then put her head down and raised her red bottom. She thought he was going to spank her more but Jennifer had a hunch that she knew.