Daphne grinned. It seemed her guess had been right! Too bad. She would need to do something else to get punished, it seemed! Daphne was nothing if not cunning though. She was sure she could manage it.
"No," she whimpered. "Don't punish me," Daphne begged, trying a bit of reverse psychology.
"What…do…you want me to…do to you?" Daphne moaned and gasped as Sara shagged her so roughly and quickly. She wouldn't be able to stop herself from coming even if she wanted to with what Sara was doing to her.
"You want me to come?" she moaned weakly. Daphne's eyes pinched shut. Her tummy fluttered wildly. "I…fuck…I am going to…I love being your whore," she moaned. "I love…you," she breathed.
Arching off the bed, she cried out loudly as her orgasm tore through her. Daphne could do nothing to quiet her moans and screams. She had never been so loud in her life.