"Do you know why I am going no spank you Bessy?"
"Did I upset you Miss, if so I deserve one?"
"No you could never upset me, I am going to spank you because I can."
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap,
I was soon crying again and my spanking continued. When she stopped, she sat me on her knee.
"Now a treat for you Bessy."
She undid her blouse and took it off, then her beautiful pink lace bra, she perked her nipple, put her hand behind my head and gently hooked me on. I sucked as I sobbed, and the soft hand of Miss gently rubbed my bottom. As I was beginning to doze off, I was put back over her knee and she massaged in some soothing cream.
My bedroom was not big but had a bed, dressing table with a hairbrush on and wardrobe. The view out of my window was pretty spectacular, open fields and the river meandering through the valley. Miss came in with two packs of brand-new knickers and two vests, also two skirts and blouses.
"Now lay down and rest Bessy, the boys should be home soon and will expect a wank, suck, and fuck, and do not skimp on your service or they will tell mum and you know what her belt feels like."
"Yes Miss."
I was woken by a cock pressing against my lips.
"Hi girly, I am Billy, and this is my eight-inch cock, any idea what I can do with it?"
I opened my mouth and in it went, not forced, it gently grew down my throat.
Cocks down my throat had been a big part of my life in my previous home. A couple of times a week I would lay on the table, my hands under my bottom, with my head hung over the end as cock after cock pumped my lips and throat.
My past Sir would insert a remote-controlled dildo in my pussy to keep me interested. If my hands strayed from under me, I would be turned over on the table, bottom up and strapped and caned. Whoever had been in my mouth was allowed to fuck me where he wished. I was never forced to do any of this or beaten for fun, and I was paid per cock so hoped for ten or more a night.
Sunday was my reckoning day, I was fucked by all in the house, hosed down outside then put in a low, homemade stock and fucked again then Sir would cane me, hard and plenty. He said his customers loved the feel of a ridged bottom when pulling me on an in stroke. So apart from the two 'throat' nights I was fucked five or six times a day by Sir`s clients, then at night with the family.
I was so needy the week they went away and so welcomed Mrs. Wood's belting. Billy finished me off up my bummy and he fingered me from behind. I was taken to the shower by Miss where I was introduced to her other brother, Joe, by means of a shower suck and fuck.
We all had dinner together and at nine I was sent to bed. I guess at about nine-thirty Miss and her dad came in, she rode my face as he fucked me from behind. Once all had cum I had to shower Miss and bring her off again with my mouth. I knelt down by my bed to say my prayers and Billy came in.
"Bessy, can you pray ok sucking a cock?"