Chapter 212

Quinn laughed. “You’d have to be faster than her grandfather, and I don’t think you’re that fast, especially how fat you are right now.” He kissed Gretchen on the cheek. “I promise you that she’ll orgasm during her whipping, how does that sound?”

“Pay attention, Gretchen,” I said. “The next time you cum without permission, I’m going to do this to you.”

Gretchen snorted, then told Quinn to whip my slutty cunt bloody.

Quinn laughed again, then showed the others how to whip me. I’d seen him whip Dani, and she had orgasmed, so I suspected he could do what he promised. It stung. I won’t lie to you. There was an immediate sting like an electric shock when the multi-stranded whip fell on my skin, but it faded quickly to something less. My skin got red streaks, but they got layered and soon all of my skin pinked up. The ones to my big belly and thighs weren’t all that bad, not that I didn’t moan, groan or whimper when I was struck, but I never felt the need to, or even got