The second gated subdivision wasn’t so easy. Apparently my client hadn’t notified the gate guard, and I had to try to call him from the gate. They...weren’t home or didn’t answer, one. I got philosophical with the guard and told him it’s not my worry if this guy’s iron work rotted out. That I had done what I was supposed to. The gate guard was an old guy and took pity on us and let us in. I checked the guy’s iron work, and it was in poor shape. I don’t know what this guy had done to it, but it. They arrived soon enough. Just as I had witnessed before, I was whipped without mercy with bullwhips. They stung my tender nipples. They ripped across my ass. Soon red stripes appeared across my back. My thighs were hit with lashes that circled my leg. Even my pussy felt the sting of the whip. The other girls and even the sixteen year old were made to watch. For twenty minutes my punishment continued. I felt faint. I begged for mercy just as my piss girl lover had before me. I promised to be. ” Hartwell added as spit out his words.A now almost truly wicked smile lit up Derrick’s features, “try me! Especially you!” Derrick said pointing directly at Hartwell. The man swallowed hard, ‘Best shut the hell up,’ he thought. Instead Hartwell just nodded to Derrick. “I only have about two hours left, I need a report from all of you.”Taking a relieved breath Hartwell looked at Thomas. “As of yet we have no confirmation, though we have picked up increased activity in one of the two suspected. Then the two women would giggle and resume groping each other. They had both decided to leave their respective teams and join up with each other to become the D-Cup Duo. Worry Girl was already designing their topless costumes.The Ovulator and Detesticulator both were mourning their lost months under Dyke's control and grieving over the crimes they had committed, but then became distracted with the glob, which made the best Big Bob Dildo Doll either one had ever seen. The three of them -- both.