"Ohhh..."<br/><br/>Lalita's eyes glaze over as her nipples slide past Faridah's.  She makes eye contact with the older girl, even as the next blows force them to rub against each other.<br/><br/><strong>"How's that, little bitch?  Are you sorry you disobeyed?"</strong><br/><br/>"Y-yes, Mistress!  The little bitch is sorry!"<br/><br/>Another four hard strokes.<br/><br/><strong>"We ask permission to come, don't we?"</strong><br/><br/>"Y-yeh-he-hesss..."  Lalita is openly sobbing by now.<br/><br/><strong>"We do not touch ourselves unless ordered to."</strong><br/><br/>"Nuh...nuh...noooohhh..."<br/><br/>More strokes.<br/><br/><strong>"And we set a good example for your new friend."</strong><br/><br/>And still more, almost drowning out Lalita's cries as she struggles, creating even more friction.<br/><br/><strong>"Now come!  Come from the lovely agony!"</strong><br/><br/>"EEEEEEEEEeeeeeee!!!"