“Good?” he asked softly in her ear, his voice barely a whisper.
“Very good,” she told him.
“You know we’re not done yet.”
Slowly she shook her head, but her eyes were closed so she didn’t see Jason approaching her with the very flexible, and very hated, cane. He whacked it across both of her already abused t**s leaving behind a bright red line. She jerked in surprise, her eyes flying open while she pressed back against her husband looking to escape the punishment.
“Why?” she cried.
“Because you’re beautiful and you deserve it,” Rob told her, twisting her hands away. She had lifted up her arms to protect her breasts, but he wasn’t going to let that happen. “More,” he told Jason.
His friend responded with a series of blows that fell across Vickie’s t**s. Brenda didn’t move from between
