Finally Friday arrived and the only change was that the board now read Della 50, Carla 32. With 32 strokes Carla was beginning to feel her punishment,... and of course the worst was yet to come. But now they both looked forward to a pain-free weekend.The girls arrived for a new week on Monday, they began stripping off their clothes when Carla noticed that all of the “scoreboard” was showing. She was shocked to see Carla 64 128 256 512 1024!Yes, it was correct; geometric progression may start. Her nipples were in another woman's mouth. Her body was over come with emotions. She wanted her to stop."Stop crying, bitch. I know what you want. You want to suck dick don't you. I have something chocolate and thick for you to suck on."Dana mounted Mandy like horse. She sat her thick chocolate ass over Mandy's white hips. Her pussy rubbed against Mandy's belly. She exposed her chocolate pussy with spread legs. Mandy noticed the Hitler mustache over her chocolate mound and how her pussy lips. Next I told her that I control her orgasms and that she must get permission to cum even with her partner.Our next steps were for her to go to the closet, crawling and retrieve my bag of toys, which she did. I had her empty it on the floor in front of her and when she was slow to do so I slapped her across her right tit and pinched her nipple hard enough to bring forth a small whimper. I had her find the blindfold and the short yellow rope that I would tie her hands with behind her back. My new. ” I said to whoever was listening.“Stop crying, you dumb bitch,” I hissed. “You’re embarrassing yourself.”“You’re supposed to be my sister ... You’re supposed to be family,” he sobbed, trying to keep his voice down. “Don’t you have a fucking ounce of compassion?”“Not for you,” I hissed. “Not a fucking drop. You ruined my life. Fuck you!”“It’s always about you isn’t it, Darleen?” he spat.I sat back and then moved even farther away from him. My anger moved up to an even more intense level.A.