and pussie and ass. I'll work for you if I have to, but please take off these terrible things that are hurting all my intimate sex parts so awfully. Please."

"Not a chance, Vicki," he told her. "You are going to do exactly what we tell you to do, and the more it hurts you sexually, the better we will enjoy it. So get going."

By the time that Betty and Walter Jansen appeared a little later, there was a delicious breakfast awaiting them. Trask had Vicki demonstrate for them how effectively her breasts and whole crotch were being tortured, both internally and on their sensitive surfaces. When Wendy, Trask's teen-age daughter appeared even later, Vicki had to serve her also, with every motion adding to her misery.

Finally Wendy asked, "Why is Vieki wearing that funny dress, with her hands fastened to those straps and her fanny sticking out all bare like that?"

"Vicki has been bad and she is being punished, explained Walter Jansen calmly.

"And you know what happens to bad little girls when they get punished, don't you?" asked Betty Janson archly.

"I guess you mean they get spanked," replied Wendy. "I can see where Vicki's bottom has already been spanked. The red stripes on it show up clearly against her white skin."

"That's right, Wendy. Vicki has been spanked. And she's going to be spanked some more now. By you. Here's a whip, and you can start now adding some more red stripes to those bare cheeks.

"I've never spanked anybody, so I guess I'd like to try it," said the young girl slowly. "And besides, you've all told no how bad she was, giving me those dope pills to make me feel all woozy and funny, and then doing those crazy sexy things with me." "The way you can do it," suggested Betty Jansen. "Is you take this whip and begin spanking her bottom. She will try to run away from you, but you follow her and keep putting bright red stripes on her seat

As soon as Wendy started her brisk flagellation of the exposed bare buttocks, Vieki tried to move quickly out of range. Each movement of her legs jabbed dozens of needles into her vulva and between her asscheeks, and wrenched the two big dildoes around deep within her pelvis. Moving her hands to keep her balance with each stride made the heavy leather bra-strap pull and tug agonizingly on her extruded and swollen breasts, and the weighted pinch-clips jounced most painfully on her crushed nipples.

Within moments Vicki was sobbing in agony and humiliation as Wendy pursued her around the house. If Vicki didn't move quickly, the whip scorched and welted her ass with horrible agony. But hasty movements to avoid this beating inflicted terrible tortures on all the sex-linked parts of her body. Her breasts and whole crotch were being terribly punctured and torn and her breasts became horribly battered all over. Wendy did not realize all the torture gadgets that her vistin was wearing, and thought that the whipping was all she was enduring.

When she could stand no more, Vicki gave a final shriek of torment and collapsed