Lakshmi turned on her knees to make eye contact with Raj. Her face was covered with Don's cum, her left eyelashes coated as it dribbled down her nose.
"Raj, I am Doctor Don's...I am his...his...cum rag."
Don and Paulie started hysterically laughing at the pathetic scene and that's when Preeti walked down the hall and turned absentmindedly into the living room.
"What...what is...?" her voice trailed off into a tremble at the humiliating scene.
"Preeti, we're glad you could join--wait! Where the fuck is your collar?!" Paulie shouted.
She visibly flinched at his words and her hands instinctively went to her bare neck.
"What is...what is happen--"
"He asked you a question, dummy! Where is it?" Don joined in the verbal abuse.
"I...um...I tok it off. Mom...what is that? What is--"
"I told you to keep it on all weekend. You broke the rules. Now you need to be punished or you'll never learn." He barked.
"What? What? I don't understand what's..."
Paulie stood up and wrapped his big hand around her arm and tugged her forward.
"Did you remember to leave the bra at home?" Paulie said as he grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt. He yanked it up to her chin exposing her big, meaty tits.
She reached up to cover herself, but Don walked over and slapped her hands away.
They both reached down and groped her luscious tits.
"Lakshmi, get her collar now!"
Lakshmi quickly stumbled over to the counter where here collar was resting and grabbed it.
Preeti looked over at her father trying to understand what was happening. She was in shock, just like Raj except she was bent over at the waist with her shirt around her neck and her massive tits out. Paulie was gently pinching her nipples and he turned to Raj.
"I can't decide who has softer tits, your cocksucking wife or your about to be spanked daughter."
Preeti heard what he said and she clinched her cheeks together.
"Put it on her neck so she looks like a good little dog." Don ordered the submissive Lakshmi.
She crawled over and started fixing the dog collar on her daughter's neck.
"Good, now both of these bitches have their collars on."
Don reached down Preeti's back and slid his hand down her pants, squeezing her plump brown ass cheeks.
"We're going to spank you in front of your parents to show them how they should have raised you. You're 19 years old already and you don't know how to apologize, do you?"
"No, I do, I do!" she pleaded.
Paulie tugged her pants down to her knees and held her by the neck firmly as Don got behind her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she cried, hoping to please them and prevent the humiliating spanking.
"Sorry for what?" Don asked.
"I'm sorry for not wearing it!"
Whack Whack Whack!
Her ass cheeks rippled with each spank.
Whack Whack Whack!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she begged.
Whack Whack Whack!
"For not wearing what?"
Whack Whack Whack!
"The collar! I'm sorry for not wearing the collar!"
"Your dog collar?" Don helped.
"Yes, I'm sorry I didn't wear my dog collar!"
Whack Whack Whack!
"I'm sorry!"
Whack Whack Whack!
"Are you going to make it up to us?"
Whack Whack Whack!
"Yes! I'm sorry, yes I will make it up to you?"
Whack Whack Whack!
"How? By sucking our dicks like your mom does?"
She froze.
Whack Whack Whack!
Whack Whack Whack!
The humiliation and pain were competing in her mind and she finally broke.
"Yes, I will suck you! Yes, I will"
Whack Whack Whack!
"Ask like a good little whore now!"
Whack Whack Whack!
"Please, let me give you a...blowjob...please!"
Don and Paulie still had their dicks out from the previous round of head from Lakshmi and they were both getting hard feeling her body and hearing her submit to them.
Don stopped spanking and she collapsed to her knees.
She looked at her mother's cum covered face and closed her eyes as Paulie's dick brushed her cheek.
She opened her mouth and took him in.
He slid it in half way and she gagged.
She didn't know what she was doing and she started sucking it like a candy but not bobbing her head.