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Now Kim implemented it for the first time. The sharp crack and the immediate scream were startling even to Kim, she struck nine more times, rapidly and hard, she paused to see the effect. Even in the dim light she could see, Ursula’s bottom was red. Blood had rushed to the point of the pain, Ursula was whimpering, “Please Mommy, no more.” Another Kristina set of ten and a pause, this time Kim said, “Keep your legs together, I don’t want to damage Ryan’s playpen.” Even through the pain Ursula massive could recall the line from Congreve's play, “The Mourning Bride,” Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Ryan had scorned her and now she, Ursula, was suffering the fury. The paddling resumed, Ursula reached a hand back trying to protect her battered butt, Kim stopped for a moment. “Put your hand up into the small of your back, I’m going to hold it, I don’t want to accidentally hit it and break a finger,” then she continued until she’d completed the set of ten. “We’re going to finish now,” Kim said, and Oh Boy did she have a finish in mind, twenty more. She struck, right at the seam where buttocks meets thigh, one side, the other until she’d given her a total of four then down her thighs. “Ursula screamed, this hurt so much more than on her bottom, Kim lashed up and down one thigh after the other, a total of sixteen vicious strokes, Ursula was gasping and crying convulsively, her Mother calmly said, “We’re done for tonight but we’re going to repeat it tomorrow night, I’m inviting Ryan to the show so he can see the price you’re paying for his behavior. I’m going to put you over a pillow for fucked that, I’m sure it’s a position you’re well familiar with, now go to your room and get out of my sight.” Still bawling Ursula ran from the room, her Mother’s venomous tongue even more scorching than her paddle. How could this have happened, Oh God, how could this have happened, the lament running through her head like an old vinyl record hitting a scratch and playing the same lines over and over, she crawled into her bed and buried her head. She loved her Mother but she was now nothing but a subject of hatred and scorn, she sobbed. Kim was gone the next morning, no note, nothing but the paddle still laying on the bed, with pillows mounded in the center, a stark and frightening reminder of what was to come. Neither of the women had slept well, Kim began vilifying herself, she knew she’d gone overboard but she had no intention of backing off, he’d chosen, fine, tonight he was going to see what it had cost Ursula. Ursula had silently sobbed until deep in the night, what had she done, oh what the fuck had she done. She’d let it happen, they, she and her Mother were suppose to share but when Ryan had begun to favor lactating her she hadn’t objected, the opposite in fact, she’d reveled in the attention. It was painful to pull on panties the next morning but Ursula got then up then added loose fitting shorts, a tee shirt and flip flops, she tits staggered down the stairs, in the bedroom she discovered Kim’s reminders of what was yet to come but no Kim, she went to the kitchen. Ryan came bouncing down the stairs, the smell of freshly brewed the coffee the lure. “Hey beautiful, where’s Kim?” “She’s gone and she’s Mom again, I think she hates us.” “Why would you think that, pour me a cup of that coffee then sit down and talk to me.” “I can’t.” “Why, don’t you want to talk about last night?” “That, too, but I can’t sit down Ryan.” “Why not?” “Ryan, she beat me last night and she’s promised to do it again tonight.” “What, why?” “I broke the rules.” “But it was my fault more than yours, come here Sis, let me give you a hug.” “Ryan, I don’t feel very huggable, I feel like a shit, all she wanted was us to be fair with her and we weren’t.” “Okay fine,” Kyle relents as he gets up and heads over to the fridge. In fact, massive I was never attracted to another female of her resemblance up to this day. He touched her head lightly and she leant her pretty face to one side while he ran the belt around her throat and drew the buckle tight under her ear. 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He probed her interior, massaging her insides just as he had done to her breasts.