Prudence lost herself in the pleasure once again, she only wished that she could get some relief from this constant yearning. Her finger dove deep into herself and she rubbed and flicked. She could feel the sun through the kitchen window on her face as she made work of her naughty slit. She began to coo and moan as she neared climax again. "Yes Masssster...." She called out as her entire hand disappeared inside herself.<br/><br/>"Good Lord Prudence, I said wash up quickly, not spend the day bathing.....Ohh....OH MY!" The Goodwife said as she walked in on the scene. There before her was little innocent Prudence, her dress hiked up and her leg propped up on the wash basin stool with her own hand jammed up into her vagina. Goodwife Cook's mouth hung open and her eyes were as big as saucers. Her hand shot up on covered her eyes in shame.<br/><br/>"The Devil's Work!" Goodwife Cook exclaimed. "Cover yourself girl!" She blindly felt around for a dish towel and tossed it in the direction of Prudence. The towel landed onto Prudence's head flapping down and covering her face.<br/><br/>Prudence made no move to stop, she kept on pounding away with her whole fist. "What's wrong Mrs. Cook? Have you no desires of your own?" She asked huffing hard as the gooey fluid erupted from her gash and dribbled down on the floor below her.<br/><br/>"THE DEVIL! YOU ARE POSSESSED! BEGONE SATAN!" She shouted and ran for her broom. The large fat woman grabbed the wooden handle and brandished it like a weapon.<br/><br/>Prudence reached up and pulled the towel off of her face, her head craned around with a wicked smile on her face at the sight of the Goodwife getting ready to strike her. "What do you plan to do with that? Are you going to use it on my bottom? That hole is still free " Prudence giggled, bending slightly and using her free hand to spread her cheeks.<br/><br/>"GET OUT GET OUT FIEND!" The fat woman called out and set to bashing Prudence's head with the broom. The first few only the straw bristles slammed home, but when the actual handle struck her it opened a cut on her scalp and blood streaked down the young girls face. Prudence didn't move though, she only continued fucking herself.<br/><br/>"WHAT IN TARNATION IS GOING ON DOWN THERE? WHAT IS ALL THE DAMNABLE RACKET?" Mr. Cook called from upstairs. He'd been reading himself for work but now he came storming down stairs.<br/><br/>He to was stunned in shock when he entered the kitchen and saw the pretty young orphan girl that worked for his wife standing half naked and her hand buried within her own fleshy mound. "Cover your eyes husband! She has the devil in her!" Goodwife Cook called out to her husband as she slammed the broom onto the girls head again.<br/><br/>"Come over here and stick your cock in me!" Prudence exclaimed, a wild look in her eyes and blood streaming down her forehead.<br/><br/>Brother Cook didn't hesitate, he stalked straight for the prone young girl and grabbed her by the nape of the neck. The action knocked the stool holding the water basin and spilled water everywhere. Mrs. Cook kept on with her broom, now hitting her husband as well as the girl. Mr. Cook strangled the girl up and pushed her for the door. "OUT!" he commanded.<br/><br/>Prudence was laughing, she wrenched her hand free from herself and began to claw at the man's strong arm, but before she knew it he threw her out of the house and into the dirt courtyard, slamming the door shut. She could hear them screaming inside, and knew soon that they'd go and fetch the authorities but she didn't care. Her only thoughts were for the pleasure of her Master. She got up out of the dirt, her legs still shaking form the massive orgasm she'd given herself and sprinted off into the woods again. She would hide and come the night, she would sneak back to Goodwife Jones cottage.