“Damn right, the slut!” Kiel handed her the bread board.

“Show her what a slut she’s been and how wrong it was of her to dare push herself at your father and try to take your father. Tell her Lisa.”

Lisa took the bread board without a moment’s hesitation and started swinging under the fluffy green carrot leaves. “You slut! How dare you try to steal my father? You’re a whore, a slut!” she yelled as she lifted Renee up with the harsh swings. “No one steals my father, no one!”

Kiel watched closely as the two women cried, one in mental pain one in physical. Renee was going to have a very bright ass when little Lisa was done.