Erryn found herself groaning in agreement as the smacks kept raining down on the sensitive flesh of her full breasts, eyes closing. "Yes Mistress..." She moaned out, falling under the spell of her words and allowing them to start altering her world, her thought process, her actions. She was a slut, she was her sister's slut. The thoughts rang through her head and she got wetter. "Nng..." She moaned, wondering if Amy would find the secret stash of sex toys she had hidden deep in her bedroom closet. Most of them had been unused, and she'd never been able to figure out why she bought them. Until now. Because secretly this was the sort of things she'd been craving, It explained the strap-ons, various vibrators, nipple and clit clamps, a flog, a paddle, a crop, bondage rope, and even a pair of spreader bars and hand-cuffs. As she thought of them her hips bucked even more and she hoped to god that Amanda would find them. If she didn't she might have to pull them out for her once she had the chance.