Violet groaned and held up her hand in a stop gesture, then flipped it to open her palm while she turned away and dramatically covered her eyes in sha...e. “Just one.” She peeked back. “Maybe two.”“Next time I’ll make salted butter caramel ice cream.”She groaned again. “Brother, you’re going to kill me.”“Never.” I kissed the top of her head. “Another movie?”“Sure.” We carried our dessert and wine to the lounge. “Like before?” she asked quietly.“Okay.” I figured that she needed a little more. I could still see pussy juice leaking from her pussy and down the crack of her ass. I gave her one more lick as I moved over her, moving up to kiss her. She put her arms around my shoulders as she sucked on my tongue. As she calmed, she looked at me. "I came so good! That was great. I love the way you ate me. Did you like your dinner?" "Very much," I told her, "but I'm still hungry." She tightened her arms around my neck and said, "Fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard."I moved between her legs.. ." 5 strokes for lying." No Mistress, I'll tell..."She slapped me, "5 more for saying no to me. Pull me back," she said to one of the trainers. Whimpering, Timmy cowered on the floor. They alternated beating his back with their canes. Timmy screamed and sobbed into the floor, his back an incandescent sea of pain.She grabbed his hair and pulled up his tear-streaked face up. "Now who taught you, slave?"Timmy hiccupped and said, "Mmmmistress, one day I got home early and heard my sister and her. I curse the day I thought getting a button-up shirt was a good idea. When she pulled on my shirt, I stepped back trying to get away. Then she gripped my shirt even tighter and pulled me as she stepped back. She tripped on something and fell, pulling me with her, and I fell on top of her. And with my luck that's how Val found us.She stood there for a moment not saying anything, and she even looked like she wasn't even breathing. But then she slowly said, "This sure better not be what it looks.