"I'd still like to know it," Laura said. "I want to at least know who's doing this to us and why." She shook her head. "No. She isn't my daughter. She's my step-daughter. Bernice is the biological mother." She narrowed her eyes as she watched what he did with Ashley. "Alright. I'll fuck you. Just let her go."

Ashley grunted sharply as his foot slammed once more into her ribs. "Cut it out!" She scowled as she was hoisted effortlessly off the ground and carried over to the base of the tree. He bent down and untied her tight hogtie, dragging her to her feet and forcing her to stand against the tree, arms at her sides and legs together. She was tied at ankles, knees, waist and torso and the ropes were wrapped all the way around the tree, pinning her in place. He then took the knife and stripped her, in the most humiliating fashion, of her jersey, then her shorts, then her bra, then her panties. She was left there in her socks, shinguards and cleats as well as her tight ropes. "Don't do it, Laura! Don't worry about me!" She looked over at Mary Beth. "A spanking."

Bernice grumbled into her tight gag as a hand pressed against the crotch of her denim shorts.

"I haven't been naughty," Mary Beth protested feebly as her long, athletic body was stripped naked.

Hannah's fat face nodded twice. She closed her eyes. Susan's blue eyes opened wide and she moaned into the shared gag.

Emily looked down as the rough dirt was worked into her sex. She closed her eyes tightly and let out a tormented sob, tugging at her bonds.