"Punished?" Mirabelle didn't know what else to say.

William closed the door and pulled a chair over to block the doorway. He sat down and leaned back, gazing at Mirabelle.

"Don't you believe in punishment for bad girls?" Manfred asked.

"Yes, uh, of course," Mirabelle said uncertainly. "It's just that I think Eileen would be better…"

"Sit down and see the punishment, then decide!" Manfred interrupted, taking Mirabelle's arm and leading her to a high backed, padded chair. "Go on! Sit and watch!"

Mirabelle trembled as she sat down, wondering why she felt so uneasy. She crossed her legs and waited, her whole body tight with tension.

"Okay, Dustin, show us how to punish the slut," Manfred said.

Mirabelle watched as William got up and Manfred took his place in the chair of her chair, sipping a bourbon.

Dustin grinned and got off the bed, his cock hard. He nodded to the two girls.

The nymphs got up and stripped the rest of his clothes off, his jacket, his shirt and tie.

Mirabelle stared in horror.

Nichole brought Dustin a black robe which he slipped on. Suddenly Mirabelle stifled a sob as she saw Eileen coming out of the closet with a thin rod in her hands.

"Good," Dustin said. "It shows you're trying to be good."

"Oh, yes, Master!" Eileen exclaimed. "I'm always trying to be good!"

Dustin nodded, his cock poking out of the front of his robe. "Take the dress off."

"Yes, Master! Please, could Nichole unzip me?"

Dustin nodded. Nichole unzipped Eileen's dress. Eileen slid the slinky dress down her arms and off. But she made the most of it, knowing her aunt was watching and hating every moment. She dropped the expensive garment onto the floor.