" Umm ... and you really didn't notice anything strange with those two people I asked you about!"Sofia thought about if for a moment and then shook wi...h her head, "No, they didn't act strange or anything. Maybe they were a little surprised when Sylvia asked them if they wanted to have a special night with us, but I don't think their reaction was out of the ordinary." Why do you say that?" Well ... Sylvia just asked them, 'Interested in a hot night with us two girls?' That's how Sylvia is, it. She had lost count of the times that awful thing had cut into her once tender skin - now mercifully hardened after the abuse it had suffered. She could take it these days a lot better than on that first terrible day.Each time she was forced to kiss the whip, stained with her blood after all this time, before the next episode of torture commenced. She had refused to submit to this humiliation only once - never would she repeat that defiance, not after what they did to punish her. The ten lashes. Jenny is wearing a new thin summer dress, and Sky, with her role as bridesmaid, still has her very revealing dress on. Jenny was given the chance to be a bridesmaid too, but declined, as she felt she didn't really know anyone. As I glance in the mirror, I see Sky is very different to Jenny, a full 6 inches taller, and with a very developed figure, a hint of puppy fat remains, but her boobs draw the gaze of any man who meets her. She must be the envy of her school year with what I am guessing. ”“You have set the level of your punishment bitch. 5 words, 5 shocks. Enjoy!”“No” she screamed.“Okay then, 6 it is” I replied.She got the message. The only noise was the sound of her gentle sobs and the creaking of leather as the other girls hung and swayed. The stage was set.Pushing the prod forward, I parted the lips of her cunt, planting the cold metal prong firmly against her clit. The other prong was somewhere near her arsehole but I could not see exactly where. I could always look.