CARLA Even when I became a teenager my folks treated me like a little kid. Mom picked out my clothes even helping me dress in the morning to be sure I was color coordinated. I think that was why I was able to accept Bob's domination of me so easily. I didn't have any friends in school because everyone thought I was strange since Mom dressed me so modestly. I was always very obedient and deferential to the teachers since I knew if they complained about me I would be punished at home but I overheard one of the kids call me a "Brown-noser." My punishments started very young. Maybe four or five they began spanking me for any offence. It wasn't that they were cruel. They just used an old ping-pong paddle on top of my cotton panties that just stung without bruising me. The pain was not nearly as bad as the shame and humiliation of the spanking. There was a regular ritual that let me build fear and embarrassment. It was always done after dinner when my Step-Father was home. If I committed the offence early in the day I would have a long time to build up my fear of it since I was never told how many spanks I may get. I would have to get the paddle that hung on the wall at the foot of my bed so it was the first thing I saw in the morning. Then when I got tall enough I would have to bring a dining room chair out to the center of the room and then another out off to the side of it so my Step-Father could observe. Finally I would have to pull my skirt and slip up to my waist then drape it over the back of the chair and press my tummy against it to make sure it would not get in the way then put my hands out to the edge of the seat to feel the stings and heat of the paddle. I had to take the spanks quietly. If I yelled or complained Mom would double the spanks that kept my butt cheeks in constant motion. I was always uncomfortable around my Step-Father. He always seemed to enjoy watching me pull up my skirt and encouraged my Mother to give me more spanks. When I told her it embarrassed me to have to pull up my skirt in front of him She just said, "Good. The embarrassment will just add to the punishment." It never stopped. In grade school I overheard other girls complain about getting a spanking but even when I went to high school I was still being spanked while other girls just had privileges taken away. I was ashamed to tell anyone I was still spanked. Mom's only concession to modesty was letting me wear shorts and t-shirts in gym like the other girls. Even then she found out I could play tennis for gym which made her happy since I would be wearing a blouse and a skirt that at least went to mid-thigh. The girls were amazed I had such a good body since it had been so well hidden. The boys liked it too and I even had a date once but no more since I had to be home by eleven which meant I would have to be taken home directly from the movie and my date would be alone while his boyfriend would still have his girl to kiss and hug. Everything changed for the worse when I was sixteen and fully developed with 36D boobs with matching firm butt and a tiny waist from all the tennis. I came home from tennis all sweaty and rushed upstairs to take a shower. while I was still in it There was a knock on the door and Mom yelled, "Carla! Come downstairs right now." I slipped on my robe. As soon as I saw her I knew I was in trouble. She was holding my paddle and looked really angry. She pointed to some spots on the rug and yelled, "Look what you did! You have tracked dog poop on our nice rug." I apologized and said I would clean it up but she said, "You can't clean it! We will have to have a carpet cleaner come." About that time my Stepfather appeared and said, "That is going to cost about fifty bucks. She should have fifty spanks." I had never had that many and began to cry and beg her not to do it and to let me try to clean it but she said, "If you don't shut up and take your punishment bravely I'll make it a hundred. Now get the chairs." I managed to hold my cries as I carefully placed the chairs then stood behind the one in the center, I said tearfully, "You'll have to spank me on top of my robe. I don't have anything on under it." My stepfather said, "Good. It embarresses her to pull up her skirt. It will be even more embarassing if she is naked. Tell her to take off the robe." That was totally un-necessay. I could have just raised it. My butt would still be naked but I would be able to hide the rest. I don't think Mom would have gone along with it if she hadn't been so mad and then I made her more angry by saying defiantly, "No! I won't do it!" Mom said angrily, "You will take off that robe right now. or I will also spank those big boobs you are so proud of." I knew what she was talking about. She had bought me a new bra the week before and I had said, "I am a big girl now. I will need a bigger bra. My boobs are as big as movie stars." I had evidentally inherited my boobs from my grandmother because Mom's were small. She said, "Why would you want to look like a slutty movie star. We will keep them hidden under big blouses." the thought of them being hit frightened me terribly. I knew they were sensitive because gentle caresses on my nipples caused tingles. I just sobbed and slipped it off to lean over the chair to at least hide my pussy. I hadn't realized how much the cotton panties had helped. When she began the sting was much worse and I lurched forward with each one. Then I noticed my stepfather was staring at my boobs that were jumping and swaying with each spank and smiling. I blushed and tried to be quiet but it was no use. They just jumped and swayed a little less then as it went on and the burning and stinging got worse I just didn't care. When she finally finished I stood up and caressed my poor stinging buns with both hands which let him see my whole front. Mom yelled, "Put on your robe you shameless slut." I quickly put on the robe and ran to my room crying. I hoped it would never happen again but I made sure I had on my bra and panties whenever they called me. I was really careful not to do anything wrong. And they had no excuse to spank me for weeks but that turned out to be bad. One night at dinner where I was being really careful to sit up straight and not spill my stepfather said, "Carla has really been a good girl. It is obvious we did the right thing to add embarrassment by making her get naked." Mom said, "You are right! She has never gone this long without punishment before." I said lamely, "I would have been good anyway." but I knew that from then on I would be naked. I went over a month without a spanking but then after dinner while I was washing dishes Mom's crystal decanter slipped out of my hands to fall to the tile floor and smash into a hundred pieces. I knew I was in trouble and Mom confirmed it by jumping out of her chair to begin picking up the pieces while she yelled, "You clumsy bitch! That was a wedding present! Get your paddle!" I ran upstairs to get it and handed it to her whimpering, "Please don't spank me. It was an accident. I am sorry." She said, "There are no accidents. It wouldn't have happened if you had been careful." I knew she was right. I had been daydreaming about a conversation I had overheard between two girls talking about their date. One of the girls had giggled and said, "He kissed my boobs and licked my nipple. It felt wonderful." The other girl giggled too and then they moved on. I knew it felt nice to caress my nipples and was trying to imagine what lips and tongue would feel like. I not only felt guilty about breaking the decanter but also my daydream. I arranged the chairs noticing the excited look on my stepfathers face as he sat down and then I stood behind the chair hoping she had changed her mind and would just tell me to raise my skirt. That hope was dashed when she said nastily, "You know what to do. Get those clothes off!" I blushed like mad but stepped back to have some room whimpering as I unbuttoned the blouse and slipped it off then slid off my skirt. As I was pulling the slip over my head my stepfather said breathily, "God she is beautiful. You should be proud, Martha." Mom said, "Yes. That is why she should dress modestly. That body could get her into trouble." No-one had ever said I was beautiful before. I suddenly felt proud and faced them as I slowly took off the bra then slid down my panties feeling my boobs sway gently as I took the few steps to the chair and bent over to grab the end of the seat which made my boobs hang down and sway. She began my spanking but this time I watched him as I lurched at each spank. He was staring at my boobs with an excited look and reached for his crotch to move the lump in his pants. It seemed to confirm I was pretty. I had sex education and knew he was getting an erection. Concentrating on him seemed to lessen the stings to my butt.I began to wiggle my shoulders to make my boobs move even more. Mom must have noticed I wasn't crying out at each one as I normally did because she gave me an extra hard one and the terrific sting made me stand up to bring my hands back to rub my stinging cheeks. I realized later that gave him a terrific view of my body. Mom yelled, "If you stand up again I will tie you down! Don't be a coward!" It had never occurred to me before that I was being courageous to bend over and take my spanking without trying to get away. Now I seemed to be a brave heroine who would not give in. In my mind Rob,my stepfather, became an inquisitor who expected me to give in to whatever demand. I began to glory in the pain that proved my courage. I stared at him defiantly as I lurched determined not to give in although in truth no-one was asking anything of me. Suddenly the spanking was over. My embarrassment returned as I realized I had been teasing him like a slutty strip-teaser and I grabbed my clothes and ran up the stairs sobbing. I ran into my room and turned my butt to the mirror to see it was all red and caressed it gently as I turned to look at myself. I realized that I had never looked at myself naked before. I had only ben naked long enough to take quick showers and had quickly put on my robe then put on panties and bra under it. My butt was firm and rounded Then I brought my hands around to caress my breasts. The nipples tingled under my fingers and I noted that my breasts were round like my butt and really didn't need a bra for support. I ran my hands down my stomach to feel the firm muscles and turned sideways to see how flat it had become from all my exercise. I let my hands go over my pussy to feel the soft blonde down on it that was nearly transparent. I let my finger slide into the slit and felt almost an electric shock as it touched the clitoris. I was suddenly embarrassed and afraid. Mom had told me never to touch myself down there and I knew if she walked in she would kill me. I dressed and went downstairs although I dreaded seeing them because Mom always had to lecture me about being better after a spanking. They were nowhere around. I wandered around until I heard little squeals coming from their bedroom and realized they were making love. They had never done that before in fact it was hard to imagine my straitlaced mother doing it. I realized my nudity had excited my stepfather even more than I had thought and had a feeling of power that I could do that. I went into the kitchen to pour a glass of iced tea and sat down trying to imagine what was happening to her. I knew the procedure from Sex-ed but the teacher had never gone into any detail. I wondered if her little squeals were caused by pain as he drove his penis into her. I thought it might because my vagina fit tightly around my tampax inserter and the lump I had seen in his pants was obviously larger. I heard their door open and Mom came in her robe. She smiled at me and said, "Robbie needs a drink of water." She left still grinning and then a little later Rob came out in his robe and gave me some money to go to a movie. I went upstairs to change into jeans and one of my loose sweaters. When I came back down I went past their door. They must have thought I had left because I heard the familiar "Splat!" of my paddle and her squeals. They didn't seem to be squeals of pain. This was confirmed when I heard her say, "Oh yes! Another." followed by another "Splat!" and squeal. I was really puzzled. I couldn't think of anything Mom had done wrong and she seemed to be enjoying her spanking. As I rode my bike to the theatre it occurred to me that the reason I hated my spanking was because she hit so hard. I realized that if it was done easy just to make a little sting it could be exciting, especially if I was naked. The movie was a cheaply made spy movie. It wasn't real interesting until a scene where the bad guys had captured a woman spy. They asked her where the micro film was and when she said she didn't have it. They tied her hands to a rope going to a beam above and unbuttoned her blouse and pulled off her skirt to search her. Suddenly I remembered what Mom had said about tieing me and I put myself in the girls place. It wasn't very realistic because they left on her bra and panties. I supposed that was because the movie was rated PG. It was still exciting though because one of the men ran his hands over her boobs and panties while she continued to protest that she did not have the film. Then one of the men reached into a desk drawer and brought out a whip! I am ashamed to admit I was disappointed when he didn't use it because I wanted to imagine how that would feel. She said she had given the film to another agent and they believed her. Shortly after that the door burst open and she was rescued by men shooting the bad guys. Then she was untied and told it was all over and that the micro film was on the way to headquarters. When I got home they had gone to bed so I went to bed too. I wasn't sleepy so I laid there and then remembered the tingle when I had touched my clitoris. I began to rub it tentively with my finger and the tingles increased. I added to it by caressing my nipples with my other hand. My pussy became wet as excitement increased then I got this great feeling followed by a sense of release. I knew I had reached an orgasm described in sex ed. I resented my Mother. I thought she had told me not to touch myself just to be mean and deprive me of the great feeling. I was totally relaxed and soon went to sleep. The movie prompted a dream. I was the heroine but it was different. There were a lot more men and they cut off all my clothes with a knife after hanging me up then began running their hands all over me while others made comments about how beautiful I was and how firm and wonderful my body was. I became totally excited and when asked where I had hidden the microfilm I answered honestly that I didn't know anything about the microfilm. Then a man said, "I know where she hid it." and pushed his finger into my vagina. I woke up with my own finger buried in my pussy. I continued to push it in and out until I had an orgasm much more powerful than my first then went to sleep. From then on I posed in front of the mirror naked every night to build excitement then masturbated usually fantasizing about being tied to beams, posts and sometimes outside hung from a tree limb. There were always a lot of men applauding and saying I was beautiful. In spite of my fantasies I wanted to avoid spankings. Not only because now they seemed incredibly childish but also to cheat Mom out of great sex after I had excited him. I knew he wasn't terribly interested in her because he often said he was tired and went to bed early. She seemed to become more irritable for no reason then one night I noticed my paddle was missing. I sneaked downstairs and when I got close to their door I heard "Splat!" and her squeal. He must have hit hard sometimes because her little squeal turned to a loud "OW!." I tried to suppress my giggles as I imagined her butt turning cherry red. I was really sorry we did not have an oldfashioned house with keyholes so I could have seen it. It went on a long time then I heard the bedsprings squeak and delighted squeals and giggles. The next morning she was in a good mood again but I noticed she winced when she sat down. I hoped her butt was blistered. I went months without a spanking. About once a week my Mom would get desperate enough to take my paddle since it evidentally was the only thing that would excite him enough to make love to her. I could tell he was frustrated by the way he watched my every move. I got a kick out of it and would tease him by bending way over to pick lint off the rug to remind him of how I looked being spanked and sometimes I wouldn't change out of my tennis skirt so I could sit across from him and innocently let my legs open a little so he could see my panties.I never looked at him so I could maintain the illusion that I didn't know he was looking. Mom should have thanked me. Sometimes that is all it took for him to suggest that they go to bed. One day I came home from school and Mom was mad. "She said, "Why did you take my money I left on the mantel? You have an allowance." I hadn't taken it and told her so then suggested Rob may have taken it.That just made her madder. "Why would he take it? All the money that comes into this house comes from him." I protested that I hadn't taken it and maybe he needed lunch money. She said, "Well I will ask him." The hour and a half for him to come home seemed forever as she kept saying that if I took it I had better confess or she would make my butt purple. I wasn't about to confess to something I hadn't done and was sure he would admit taking it for a good reason. As soon as he walked into the door. She said, "I accused Carla of taking my money from the mantel but she said you did it. Did you?" That was unfair. I knew he had been frustrated in not seeing me naked and spanked and this gave him his opportunity. As I expected. He said innocently, "No. why should I take it. I have money." I grasped at straws saying, "I didn't take it. Has anyone else been in the house?" hoping a service man or someone had come in I could blame it on. Mom said, "No. No-one has been here all day. I am ashamed of you. You not only stole but are lying about it. Do you think I am stupid?" Rob was standing behind her grinning at me in triumph so I knew he had done it. She told me to get my paddle and when I came down she hung it around my neck saying, "You can wear this until after dinner to remind you of what is going to happen." Rob said, "You should have her serve dinner naked to increase her embarrassment." I should never have protested. It just made Mom think it was a good idea. She said, "Yes. Her naked butt on the wicker chair will remind her that it will soon be stinging." I had to undress while he stared at me behind Mom so she would not see how excited it made him. They sat down at the table and I served the food. Everytime I bent over to put down a dish the paddle would fall away from my boobs only to fall back against them when I straightened up. He tried to act angry like Mom but I knew he loved it. He drank several cups of coffee so he could tell me to get another cup so he could watch me walk away to see my butt sway and when I came back with the paddle sliding against my breasts. I walked with my thighs rubbing together to keep my pussy hidden. She was right about the wicker. I could feel every strand to keep me constantly aware of my butt and what would happen to it. Naturally I didn't feel like eating. They seemed to take a long time to finish making my ordeal last as long as possible. I became angry at the unfairness of this whole thing and resolved not to give them the satisfaction of seeing me beg and cry. When they got up I moved the chairs into position and leaned over the back but then Rob said, "I imagine you plan to hit pretty hard. Maybe we should tie her so she doesn't try to get out of position. I could get some neckties to tie her." She agreed and I didn't protest. This made it more like my fantasies and would help in my resolve to be brave. He came back with neckties he used to tie my wrists to the cosspiece between the legs that bent me over even more then pulled my legs apart to tie my ankles to the back legs. I watched him between my legs. He kept his head level to make Mom think he was concentrating on the knots but his eyes were looking up at my crotch making up for my efforts to hide it. He took a long time tying me then stepped back. Mom started spanking me hitting one bun at a time while I gritted my teeth determined not to make a sound in spite of the sharp stings. Rob didn't sit down. He just roved around me to get different views. I knew from my posing that this position made my pussy pooch out between my legs and with my legs apart he could see all of it with the lips shuddering as my butt jumped under the paddle. I don't know how many times she hit me. I didn't try to keep count but it was enough to deaden my nerves a little so the later ones didn't hurt nearly as much. They both untied me so they could hurry to their bedroom with Mom giggling leaving me naked. I gathered up my clothes to go upstairs to my room. My butt was stinging and burning so I took a cool shower. That stopped the stinging and burning right away and I was sorry I had not thought of it sooner. Previous spanking had stung for several minutes. I went to bed proud that I had not given them the satisfaction of seeing me sob. I had only gasped although tears had run down my cheeks. I caressed my tingling butt and then began a fantasy. I was tied to the chair like I had been but this chair had wide legs to pull my legs open even more. Rob and Mom were in it as well as every movie star I could think of only this time everyone was naked. Even Mom who I provided with a nice slim figure with small but well formed tits. It was easy to recall the sting of her paddle since I was still tingling then I noticed all the men had huge erections. I began to caress my boobs and pussy but then it was not me. Men gathered around me to feel my breasts and rub my clit as the spanking went on and I got a great orgasm. The next morning I got up to look at my butt and was amazed there were no bruises. I was sure she had hit hard. I heard Rob's car go out the driveway and since it was Saturday I assumed they were making their usual grocery and other shopping trip. I decided to take a long shower and wash my hair then put on my modest one piece bathing suit to go into the back yard to tan and imagine I was naked. I got out of the shower and was vigerously drying my hair which was making my boobs sway with the towel over my face when I heard a strange noise. I took off the towel and saw Rob standing in the open door in his robe. I squealed and quickly covered myself with the towel. then said, "Get out! I thought you were with Mom." He just stood there grinning and said, "I just thought I would see how you were. That was a pretty nasty spanking. You should be nice to me. I could get your Mom to give you some slack. Maybe even stop the spankings." I said angrily, "You could have stopped that one if you hadn't lied about taking the money." He just grinned and said, "You can't prove that. If you had been nicer to me. I may have said that you didn't do it and I may be able to stop future ones." "Really? I hate the spankings they are humiliating and childish." "Really. You are grown up now. You shouldn't be spanked." "Oh if you could I would be nice to you." He just stood there staring at me in the towel that barely covered my breasts and vagina and I realized what he meant by being nice. It seemed a little late to be modest since he had a very close view of me the night before so I slowly let the towel slide down my body then let it drop to the floor. He smiled and said, "Come here baby. let me check out your ass." I walked over to him planning to turn my back but he reached around me and put his hands on my buttcheeks. He began rubbing as he said, "You are beautiful baby. your ass is perfect." I just sighed as the rubbing really felt good. He would lift on the cheeks to make my vagina lips slide against each other.I put my arms around his neck to rub my nipples against his silk robe. Then he loosened the belt and the robe opened to let me feel his chest hair on my nipples as he pulled me close to feel his hard penis slide against my slit. I just moaned and he said, "Put your legs around me. I'll make you feel good." He lifted me off the floor by my buttcheeks and I wrapped my legs around his as he walked to my bedroom while I slid against him becoming more excited by the second. He laid me down on my back on my back then slid down to lick and nibble on my nipples. It felt wonderful. I sighed and gently caressed his head. Then he said, "You like this don't you baby," I sighed," Oh yes!" He said "I can make it better." He slid his lips down my stomach then his tongue slipped into my vagina. It felt fabulous! This had never been mentioned in sex-ed and it should have been. All boys should be taught to do it. I felt myself rapidly approaching orgasm as he spread the lips to let his tongue flutter on my clit. It happened but I knew I could get more. He lifted his head and I moaned "No. Don't stop!" He grinned and said, "There is more." He slid up my body and I felt the head of his penis stretching my vagina to slide in. There was a sharp pain as it tore through my hymen but then it just felt wonderful. I wrapped my legs around him to pull him into me even deeper as orgasms increased in intensity.until he lunged hard then moved his hips in a circular motion as I felt his dick soften then he rolled off me breathing hard. I gently caressed his soft dick marvelling at the wonderful sensations it had brought me. His breathing went back to normal and he said, "You loved that didn't you baby?" "Oh yes! It was wonderful. Sex-ed never told us it could be so exciting. Could we do it again?" "In a few minutes. It takes awhile for me to get hard again. I knew you would love it. You are like your Mom." "I guess so. Now I understand why Mom will let you spank her to get you to give her this wonderful feeling." "You know about that?" "Yes I went down to the kitchen one night and heard a "Splat" I went over to your door to listen. She seeemed to like it." He laughed and said, "She hates it at first. She has to get really horny because she thinks it is so humiliating but as it goes on she gets excited from it." "Mom's spankings just hurt me. You must do it differently. Why haven't you ever spanked me?" I made an agreement with your Mom. Since I am not your father she didn't think I should, Especially since she knows it excites me." "I know. I hate her for using me to get you excited." "You didn't seem to mind the last spanking so much. You didn't cry and carry on like the others." "That spanking was so unfair I was determined not to give her the satisfaction of knowing she was hurting me. Besides being tied so naked and helpless made me imagine I was a heroine being tortured for information. Actually just being naked makes the spanking seem less childish." "I thought that would make it better for you but I was surprised your Mom went along with it." "I don't think she would have if she hadn't been so mad and my protests made her think it would be worse." "So anyway you prefer being naked and tied for your spankings. I'll make sure she always does that." "No! I don't want to be spanked at all. It is embarrassing to be treated like a little kid. In history books adults are never spanked although sometimes they get whipped." "Oh you would prefer being whipped?" "Oh No! That must hurt awful. I just think it would be more dignified and I could be a heroine being brave and not telling secrets." "It wouldn't have to hurt as much. I am sure soft leather thongs would feel better than a hard wood paddle." "Well maybe not but it would be terribly frightening to be all naked and helpless not knowing how bad it may be. I am kind of used to the paddle. Eventually my butt gets numb and it doesn't hurt as bad." "You seem to have become used to being naked too." I blushed and said, "You made me feel proud saying I was beautiful." "You are! If I had my way you would always be naked." He laid back on the pillow then I felt his dick lengthening under my hand. I said, "Oh it is growing!" "Yeah. I was just thinking about how you would look hanging from the ceiling with your breasts and tummy tight. You would look fabulous. Lovelier than any movie star." I should have protested but instead said,"Do you really think so." "I know so." By then his dick was hard and he told me to get on top of him and sit on it. That was even better! I could move anyway I wanted to press and drag it against my clit and it made my boobs available to let him pinch and pull on my nipples. I managed two orgasms before he made a terrible face and lurched into me before getting soft again. We were both tired then so we just laid on our backs while I caressed his penis while he gently rubbed my pussy. I felt wonderful still marvelling at how fabulous it had been. Then he said, "When we get a chance to be alone again. There are some other positions I want to show you." I said, "Oh. Can't we do them now?" "You have pretty well worn me out. I doubt if I'll get hard again for hours." I began rubbing his dick a little harder and faster hoping he was wrong but there was no response then he said, "One thing might work. You remember how much you liked me licking your pussy?" "Oh yes! That was wonderful." "I love it too. Just lick my dick and put it in your mouth to suck on it like a popsicle." "Oh no. It is gross. It is all sticky from being in my pussy." "Just get a washcloth and wash it. It won't be any different than sucking your thumb." I washed it gently then took a tentative lick. He was right. There was no taste so I kept licking it then put the head in my mouth and let my tongue run around it. He made a grunt And I looked up to his face to see he had closed his eyes and was smiling. I kept licking then sucked on it. He was wrong about the thumb part. A thumb doesn't grow. it began lengthening until it was pressing against the opening to my throat. when it was so hard I could feel it throbbing he said "Enough," and told me to get on my hands and knees. He put his dick in my vagina from the back. That was great. It seemed to go in deeper than ever and also let him play with my nipples and clit to quickly bring me to an orgasm then a stronger one just as he grunted and pulled out. He rolled off me and said, "God kid. You are going to kill me. I haven't cum three times in a row since I was a teenager." He said, "We had better get dressed. Your Mom would kill you if she caught us naked." He went downstairs and I took another shower since I was drenched in perspiration. When I was dressed I went downstairs to see him sitting in his big chair. I went over and sat on his lap to give him a kiss. To my surprise he pushed me away saying, "No. Don't show any affection for me. If your Mom gets suspicious she will never let us be alone. She thinks you don't like me." "I didn't until now. You always made me feel embarrassed by watching my every move and you were the one who suggested I get naked. It's okay though. I know now it was because you thought I was beautiful." Mom came home shortly after that and I helped her bring in the groceries and put them away. I tried to remain totally indifferent to him but it was hard not to look at his crotch to see the lump in his pants that had given me so much pleasure so I told them I had to do homework and went to my room. I had new fantasies now. I put Rob in them and after I was tied and stripped he would make love to me. But after real sex masturbation seemed tame. I could only get little orgasms and longed for the time we could be alone together again. It just didn't happen. For weeks she always insisted either he or I go with her for shopping. His word was good. Once when she got mad at me for some little thing he hugged her and told her to calm down and that it wasn't a big deal. She seemed surprised he would take my side which made me know she was just looking for an excuse to spank me to get him excited. I was right too. I went down to get a bottle of pop and heard "Splats!" I went to their door to listen and was jealous of her. I would have been glad to be spanked if it meant he would make love to me. The next week was "Black America" week and they were having a big exhibit at the museum. Rob said we should take a look then go out to dinner. Mom was a bigot and said, "I don't give a damn about niggers but I sure like the idea of eating out. I am tired of Carla's and my cooking." It was a big exhibit. The first part showed african life with a lot of pictures of topless blackwomen. Mom elbowed Rob's ribs and whispered, "That is why you brought us here. You just wanted to see bare breasts. But that wasn't the real reason. We went on to see pictures of slave ships and slave auctions then typical slave shacks but the one that really caught our attention. was the last exhibit. There were pictures or paintings of slaves being whipped and a bunch of different whips and paddles that were used on them. I was fascinated by one picture. There was a woman slave with her back to us hanging from a limb naked while a man holding a whip with four leather thongs stood beside her. I looked up to see a replica of the whip and stood transfixed staring at it and wondering how much it would hurt. Mom noticed and said, "Does that scare you? The whips really kept the slaves in line. Maybe I should get one for you." I said, "Oh no. You wouldn't. It must hurt awful." I couldn't get the picture out of my mind. At dinner Mom had to shake my arm to say, "Pay attention. The waiter wants to know what you want." I said, "I don't care. I'll have what you you are getting." I was lost in thought at dinner and Mom said, "That exhibit really got to you didn't it?" "Oh yes. Don't you feel sorry for them? They even whipped the women." "Not really. They probably deserved it. They were willful children like you." That night I had another dream. I was standing on a big stage dressed in a raggy cotton dress while a big man holding a whip was saying, "This slave tried to escape. Let this be a lesson to all of you. I looked out to see a big crowd of people. Black and white men women and even children. They were staring at me excitedly. Only a few black women seemed sympathetic. Then two big men dragged me over to a post with a cross piece at the top they tied my wrists to that put me on my toes. Finally they ripped off my dress to leave me naked with my boobs and stomach pressing against the splintery post. I didn't get whipped. I woke up just as the man was bringing the whip back over his shoulder. I was sweating and trembling from fear but also excitement. I reached down to touch my pussy and found it was wet! That was just too weird and I was thirsty.so I went downstairs to get some ice water. I didn't bother to turn on the lights since the moon was enough to see. When I started past their door I heard them talking softly. There was light coming around the door that was not completely closed I peeked in and realized Rob had also been affected by the exhibit. Mom's hands were tied to the ceiling fan and she was naked. Except for smaller boobies she looked a lot like me but I was shocked to see she had removed all the hair from her crotch. She looked like me when I was about nine years old. She was stretched to make her waist tiny and was trembling. Rob said, "How do you feel?" She whimpered, "I feel so helpless. You could do anything to me." "You knew that when you agreed to be tied. Didn't you?" "Yes. Will you make love to me after you hurt me?" "Yes. I will bring you to ecstacy. But first I want to try something we have never done." He slid his belt out of his pants to roll it into his fist until about a foot and a half was hanging out then began hitting her breasts. She just gasped as it hit over and over but I knew she wasn't being badly hurt because her skin was just turning a light red as her breasts shuddered. He began bringing the belt down to slap against her pussy! It also began getting red then to my amazement she opened her legs more and began swivelling her hips to meet the belt. I reached down to feel my pussy and found it was sopping wet. I dug at it as I watched the belt making her vagina lips squirm for maybe ten more then she sobbed, "Fuck me. Please fuck me!" He dropped his pants and plunged his dick in her as she wrapped her legs around him to pull him in deeper. I came! I had such a powerful orgasm I sank to my knees luckily not falling through their door. When I recovered a bit I tip toed upstairs afraid they may come out to get a drink and settled for just cool water from my bathroom sink. I went back to bed but there was no way I could sleep. I couldn't get over the scene I had just seen. It was almost like my fantasy except she was whipped! Well not really whipped. More like slapped but it was still fantastically exciting and I masturbated again to get an orgasm that let me go to sleep. I slept late. When I dressed and went downstairs They were both in a good mood. Mom smiled at me and said, "You missed breakfast. Just get coffee and toast. We are going to have a nice lunch in town. Rob got a big commission. He is going to take us to the mall to buy us some clothes." Rob said, "Yeah I think it is time you girls were brought up to the nineties." On the way to town I could hardly believe they could act so normally after what they had done. They pointed out things along the way and the only difference I could see was that Mom was more affectionate than usual occasionaly giving him a kiss below his ear and caressing his thigh. When we got to the mall Mom started to go into the store she bought all our clothes since it catered to older ladies and was the only one that had dresses and skirts below our knees almost to the ankles. Rob took her arm and said, "No. We are going to a classier place so I can be proud of my girls." He took us to Nordstrom's and picked out a couple of pretty skirts and blouses. Mom and I went into adjoining dressing cubicles to try them on. She was out first because I spent more time admiring myself in the mirror. The skirt only went down to midthigh and the tailored blouse showed off my boobs and small waist. Nothing at all like the long skirts and big overblouses that hid everything. I would no longer be the "Nerd" at school and may get the admiring looks the other girls got from the boys. I went out just as she was saying, "Oh Rob. These are so expensive. Do you really want to spend this much. The clothes are cheaper where I usually shop." "Yes. You girls have been very nice and you deserve something good." I knew what he meant by "Nice." In my case it was for me to get naked and let him make love to me and in hers it was agreeing to be hung up to be slapped by his belt. I wasn't sure which of us had the best deal. She kissed him then said, "The skirts are awfully short and you can see through the blouse. I thought you wanted us to dress modestly so men wouldn't stare at us make you jealous." "That was when I thought I might lose you to another man. Now that you have proven that I own you I want to show you off so other men can be jealous of me." She fished for a compliment by saying, "Do you really think other men may find me attractive?" "Yes you both are beautiful!" She gave him another kiss. I was grateful for the "Both" and then he looked at me and said, "Oh yeah! That is much better but you are right. You can see through the blouse and those big cotton bras are not very attractive. I'll find you something better. While he was gone we posed in front of mirrors then Mom said, "Gee. I feel so naked.I haven't worn a skirt this short since your father died. After that I went into mourning and wore long black skirts and Rob seemed to like that about me." In spite of what she said she seemed to like the new look and I encouraged it by saying, "You look great. You have lovely legs. He is right. You should show them off." "Well you are used to it from wearing the tennis skirt. It will be a new experience for me." About that time he came back carrying white panties and bra to match my blouse and light blue for hers." We went back in the cubicle to put them on and we were in there for some time as I am sure Mom was admiring herself as much as me. The bra was a soft nylon that came just above my nipples. It felt nice and made my big cotton bra seem like a harness. Unlike my big cotton panties this didn't go to my waist. It fit just at the top of my butt and the front was way below my belly button. Mom and I came out about the same time and he said, "Lovely. They are a perfect color for the blouses." Mom said, "Are you sure it is alright. The bra shows a lot more than my cotton one." I said, It is fine Mom. The sales girl has one like it and hundreds of people see her everyday." She said, "I don't care what other people think. It is only important what Rob thinks." He grinned and said, I think you girls look beautiful." When we went out side Mom giggled and said, "God I feel so naked. I can feel the breeze on my thighs." He just smiled but I knew she could feel something else too. Just that short walk had let the panties crawl into the crack of my butt and I could feel my skirt moving on bare skin. He took us to a nice restaurant for lunch and when we got home he said, "I want you to raise the hems on all your dresses and skirts.I am going to Portland on business for a couple of days and I'll buy you some more blouses and sweaters. When I get home we can have a fashion show." He left the next morning and Mom let me skip school so I could put on all my skirts and dresses to measure the lengths to match our new skirts. Then she put on hers for me to mark. I cheated a little on mine by pulling the waist line down as far as I could before she marked it and ignored the marks she had put on her thighs with a washable pen to pin them just a little higher. We worked like beavers until late that night and part of the next day with me cutting off the extra material and putting in the pins while she sewed them up on her machine. At one point I said, "Oh Mom. It is going to be wonderful to be like the other girls. They thought I was strange in my long skirts." She said testily, "Just because we are letting you be more stylish doesn't mean anything else will change. You are a wilful child and will have a curfew and be punished as always, perhaps worse." I said quickly, "Oh I understand. I expect to be punished when I am bad. I know it is for my own good." She seemed satisfied and went back to sewing but I kept thinking about what she said. I finally said, "Mom. What did you mean when you said 'Perhaps worse'?" "Rob and I have been discussing your punishments. He thinks you may be too old for spankings. We may try something different." I was ecstatic but didn't let on afraid she may change her mind. He had made good on his promise! I wished I could have a chance to be "Nice" to him again." But that night I began thinking about it and wondered if I really wanted to have to do extra chores or have my allowance stopped or be grounded like the other girls. The spankings hurt but were over with quickly and it did give me a chance to get naked which now excited me and especially him. I knew it wasn't right for him to make love to his step-daughter and began to think he may be feeling guilty about it and wanted to avoid the temptation of seeing me naked. I knew none of the boys at school would make love like him. I had overheard other girls saying how clumsy and quick they were with hardly any foreplay. I was caught in a dilemma. If I told her I wanted the spankings to continue she would think I just wanted to be naked and if I didn't he may never get excited enough to want me to make love to him. It worried me so much I didn't even feel like masturbating. She let me wear my new clothes to school and that was great. Girls came over to ask me what had brought about the change and said I looked pretty and boys who had always ignored me made excuses to talk to me while staring at my cleavage and tight tummy through the blouse. I loved all the attention even though the boys were disappointed when I said I still had an early curfew. I couldn't understand their problem. If I wanted to make love to them it wouldn't have to be late at night but I guess they thought an early curfew meant I would be a prude. Rob came home shortly after I did and I ignored his warning and gave him a big hug. Fortunately Mom thought it was for the clothes, saying, "You really made a hit with her by buying the clothes. She always kind of resented you before." He said, "You are both going to love me when you get the packages out of the car." Mom and I ran to the car as if it was Christmas. We came in giggling with sacks in both hands and hugging another to our chests. He said, "They are just blouses and sweaters. See if you have skirts to match and model them for me. Mom and I had fun. It was just like being models in a fashion show. We tried to emulate the models we had seen on TV. I didn't have as many skirts to choose from so I came down first in my now short skirt and a tight cashmere sweater that molded me beautifully and paraded around enjoying his smiles until Mom opened the bedroom door letting me know she was ready. I went upstairs so she could model a see-through blouse and a skirt I had got a little carried away on shortening. It barely covered her butt and when I came back down she was standing in front of his chair and I saw his hand was up under her skirt and he was patting her butt. When she heard me clumping down the stairs in my only pair of high heels she blushed and went to the bedroom. I was afraid to get too close since he may want to touch me and Mom might catch us but by the time I got to my last outfit I knew it would take Mom at least ten minutes to choose a skirt to get a perfect match of color and texture. I tucked the back of my panties into the crack of my butt so there was just a little triangle at the top then at the last minute I pulled the front into the slit of my pussy to make the lips bulge around it. I waited impatiently at the foot of the stairs until she went into the bedroom then twirled in the pleated skirt to let him glimpse my naked butt then I walked between his legs as he sat in his big chair and turned to bend over bringing the skirt up to the base of my butt. He flipped up the skirt so it was resting on my back and began rubbing my buttcheeks then when I opened my legs he saw my pussy opened by the panties and began rubbing it. It felt wonderful and I moaned, "Oh God. I need you!" He said "I need you too you beautiful slut but we will have to wait for privacy. Now go try on a dress." That went much faster since Mom would just grab the next one in her closet so I didn't dare let him touch me again but I left the panties in my slit enjoying the feeling of them rubbing on the inner lips until they were soaked with my juices. He told her to throw away all the dresses that didn't fit tight enough to show off our little waists. She said, "I like some of those. Can't I just tailor them to fit tighter?" He relented and said, "Well okay as long as they are snug." Then he said to Mom, There is another box in the trunk. It is what we were talking about. I'll get it." He brought in a long slim box like the ones roses come in and put it by his chair at the dining room table. Naturally I asked, "What's in the box?" Mom just said mysteriously, "You'll find out. Now set the table for dinner." We had my favorite things for dinner and I kind of forgot about the box. After dinner they had me get them some more coffee. As I sat down Rob said, "Carla. We have some news for you. Your Mom and I agreed that you are too old for childish spankings. You can throw away your paddle." Of course I was overjoyed although surprised since I knew he loved having Mom make me get naked and said, "Oh thank you.I hate the spankings. They make me feel like a naughty little kid." Mom said, Well you aren't a little kid anymore but you should know that the main reason I agreed is because spankings don't seem to bother you anymore. The last time you didn't even cry." I didn't tell her that I hadn't cried only to frustrate her and it had hurt as much as ever. I said, "Will you punish me now by grounding me or witholding my allowance like other girls?" "No. Your allowance is just for school supplies and lunches and since you don't go out grounding would be ridiculous. Since you want to be treated like an adult. You will be. Rob, give her the box." I ripped it open and it contained a whip! It was like the one at the exhibit in that it was five thongs of leather except the thongs were a little smaller. About a half inch wide and not as thick as the one the man had held. I was terified and whimpered, "Oh God. You plan to whip me. That will hurt awful!" "Yes that should make you cry again. You needn't ever be whipped if you are good." "Oh I'll be good. I promise!" "Fine. That is all we can expect. Come into the spare bedrooom. We have something to show you." I followed them and when the door opened I saw the bed and furniture had been removed and there was a hook in the ceiling with what looked like dog collars only with sheepskin padding dangling from a rope. I stared at them speechless realizing I would be hung from them just like the woman in the picture. Mom said, "You may not be able to stand still for whipping so these will keep you from running away." I stared at them shuddering then said, "Will I have to be naked too?" "Of course. You saw the pictures. Whips have to be on naked skin. You wouldn't even feel it on top of your clothes." I whimpered, "Oh God. I don't want to be whipped." "Then you will be good. Every morning I want you to come in here for a few minutes to see these wristcuffs and the whip to remind you to be good." The next morning I took a quick look at the manacles with the whip looped through them left, but as time went on I found I looked longer to imagine how I would look hanging there. The thought of hanging there naked excited me but the whip frightened me since I was sure it must be really painful from the terrified look on the slave woman's face. On another day I was reminded of Mom's statement that I would have to be naked to even feel the thongs. I went over and felt them. they were soft, not at all like the hard wood paddle and I began to imagine them wrapping around my nude body until I was embarrassed by my feeling of excitement and left. I couldn't get the picture out of my mind and after school I went to look at the exhibit again. I studied the whips and pictures for several minutes then I noticed or imagined that the look on the spectators faces seemed to be excitement rather than sympathy. I also noticed that the look of agony on a womans face looked like mine when I had masturbated in front of my mirror and reached climax. I began to picture myself hanging there and began shuddering with excitement. Suddenly a woman guide said, "Oh my. Does that frighten you?" I said shakily, "Oh yes. It must have been awful!" "Hello My name is Martha, I helped design this exhibit. Don't worry about it. No-one gets whipped anymore. This is just to remind us of the cruelty black people had to endure." I was tempted to tell her that I may become an exception when she went on saying, "Well I guess I shouldn't say no-one gets whipped. There are some sexual perverts who enjoy whipping or being whipped. I should say no-one is whipped as punishment anymore. Even the schools don't allow corporal punishment anymore which some people think is a mistake." She smiled at that and I knew she was one of those who thought it was a mistake. She would have no sympathy for me. I was curious though and said, "My name is Carla. Who would like to whip or be whipped?" "They are called sadists or masochists Dear. There are books in the library about it. Probably the best known about sadism is the works of the Marquis De Sade who sadism is named after and the best on masochism would be 'The Story of O.' I have that book if you would like to read it." "Oh yes. I can't imagine why anyone would want to be hurt." "I'll get it for you. Try to get it back to me by next week. Incidentally, I wouldn't show it to your parents. Many of them think it is obscene but I think you will understand." I took the book and hid it in my bookbag then left after giving her my name and address. What she said made me wonder if she knew I had been excited rather than terrified. I went to my bedroom right after dinner telling them I had to study and read the book late into the night and re-read parts of it. I realized her submission had given her power over her men by making herself unique. I then realized my submission to Rob in being "Nice" to him had also given me power. Thanks to my submission I had been given pretty clothes and the right to wear them to be as pretty as other girls and no longer had the humiliation of childish spankings. What mom had said about not even being able to feel the whip over clothes made me think he had done me another favor since the paddle had hurt bad on my panties. I dwelled on the book until I went to sleep. I was a lot like the heroine. I had been punished then eventually rewarded by wonderful sex. Our only real difference was that I had been spanked while she had been whipped. The whip seemed much more romantic. I wished I could go to Rob and offer to let him whip me. Unfortunately Mom would do it which would not be the same. The next afternoon when I came home from school Mom as usual at this time of year was planting pansies by the driveway. I could hardly believe how much Rob had done to decrease her modesty. She was just wearing a little halter over her boobs and short shorts that exposed her navel. She had never shown that much even at the beach. I noticed she still had over twenty pansies to plant and offered to help but she said, "No thank you.I know just how I want them and it would be more trouble to explain everything to you. Rob isn't feeling well and came home early. Why don't you see if he needs anything. I should be done in about an hour." I rushed in and locked the door behind me. She knew the door sometimes locked itself and had bitched about it but Rob never got around to fixing it. Rob was sitting in his big chair wearing a robe and watching TV. I went over and knelt between his legs to say, "Mom won't be in for an hour and I locked the door. If she decides to come in early I would have time to run upstairs while you open it for her." He grinned but said, "That still doesn't give us enough time for great sex but it does give us enough time to see you naked and feel your wonderful body." I undressed as quickly as possible to sit astride his legs.He fondled my boobs and pussy while he nibbled my nipples until I had an orgasm but I wanted more. I begged him to fuck me but he said, "There isn't enough time. If I get started I won't be able to stop no matter how she bangs on the door." I moaned, "Oh we have to find a way to have more time!" Suddenly I had an inspiration. "I know how we could do it. I am taking drivers ed. You could give me driving lessons." He said, "I can't do that. My car insurance only allows drivers over twenty-five years old. It would cost me a fortune to change it. Especially since it is a sports car." I was disappointed he would let money stand in the way then thought he might change his mind if I was willing to sacrifice myself like "O" and also let me see if submission would give me power. I said, "It would excite you to see Mom whip me naked. Wouldn't it?" "I don't want you to be hurt but I have imagined you hanging naked with your body stretched and your skin tight. It excites me so much I can hardly concentrate on work. That is why I am home early." "If you will promise to give me driving and sex lessons I will run over Mom's Pansies with my bike." "Oh God. She would whip you for a long time. I would try to make sure she didn't hit too hard." "You'll do it then?" "Yes. I'll call my insurance man tomorrow. Now go upstairs before your Mom comes in." As I gathered my clothes he unlocked the door and yelled out, "How are you doing?" She said, "Fine. about five minites more." He looked at me significantally to let me know he had done the right thing by sending me away. I went upstairs and slipped on some jeans with no panties because I loved the way the seam slipped into the slit. I put on one of my little bras although I didn't want to since I knew Mom would notice the bumps my nipples made in the sweater then went downstairs to set the table. After dinner she insisted we go out to look at her pansies so we did and complimented her on their placement and the pretty color combinations. When we came back in Rob said, "You did a wonderful job. Let's have a drink to celebrate." She said coyly, "Alright. Maybe just one. You know what alcohol does to me." I knew too. Two drinks made her silly and six or seven made her pass out." He said, Carla, you can be our barmaid. Come into the kitchen and I'll show you how to make them." I followed him into the kitchen and he pulled out a bottle of vodka. a jug of orangejuice and a jigger. He whispered, "She loves screwdrivers. Put one jigger in mine and two in hers. With any luck she will pass out and we can get together." When she finished the first one he talked her into having another then said, "We'll have a party!" and started some music on our stereo. I made her another drink actually cheating by using two and a half jiggers. By the time she finished it she was giggling and when a song came on she liked she said, "I want to dance." She practically plastered herself to him in a slow dance and he pulled her even closer by putting his hands on her buttcheeks. She just giggled then he hooked his fingers under the legs of her shorts and began pulling them up and releasing them to tighten the seam against her slit. She began to moan but then suddenly realized I was still there and said, "Carla. Go to your room. You must have studying to do." I left but I laid on my belly at the top of the dark stairs to keep them in sight. Just my offer had paid off. I had made him want me enough to get her to pass out so he could come to me. He stopped dancing to make another drink I was sure would be strong. I was disappointed when she just sipped it then said she wanted to dance some more. He held her close then they weren't really dancing anymore. She just rubbed herself against him. He pulled the bowknot at the back of her halter and she leaned back to let him slide it off her then she spread his robe open to rub her breasts against his chest hair. He began rubbing her butt and she took her arms from around his neck to unzip and slide down her shorts. I saw she had completely tucked her panties into her ass crack to completely bare her buns for his hands. He tried for me. He said, "Dancing is making me thirsty. Let's stop for a drink." She said, "No. I don't want to drink any more. I want to do something exciting." "Do you mean really exciting?" She moaned, "Oh yes!" She led him by his hand and then I noticed she was not turning left into their bedroom. She was going to the right toward the spare bedroom. I tip toed down the stairs to listen to them then found I would be able to see too since the door had been left partly open by him. She was standing with her back to me and was putting on the wristcuffs while he stood holding the rope by the hook on the wall. When she had them on she stretched her arms over her head and he pulled on the rope until she was on tip toes and made a knot around the hook. He came over to her and began kissing her neck and whispering something to her. She just moaned as he began sliding her panties down her legs. He bent his knees as he went down pulling them. I could see in a mirror that he was kissing her breasts then her stomach as he slowly pulled them down. She made a sharp intake of breath and I knew his tongue had reached her slit. He threw her panties into a corner then slowly worked up again kissing all the way until he whispered again in her ear. She said excitedly, "Oh yes! Whip them! My pussy too." He looked over her shoulder directly at me and grinned! I realized he saw me there from the bright light of the room but since he didn't seem to mind I stayed there in a combination of shock and excitement. He got the whip and began sliding the thongs up and down her crotch. She moaned and opened her legs a little to feel it better. He whispered something else to her and she moaned, "I know it will hurt. I want to suffer for you!" He stood in front of her but he swung the whip around her hips to make the thongs jiggle her buttcheeks. He kept hitting her ranging from the top of her thighs to the top of her buttcheeks and they got real red but it must not have hurt her bad because she just moaned or made little gasps. When she was almost glowing red he stopped to kiss her and whisper something to her. She moaned, "Yes. I am ready." He began slapping her breasts with it. He didn't hit any harder than he had with his belt but the whip was obviously heavier because I could see the sides of her boobs appear at her armpits as he swung the whip back and forth. She just moaned with an occasional gasp as I assumed it hit her sensitive nipples. I jerked up my sweater and bra to my neck to pull on my boobs excitedly and then I saw the ends of the thongs come through her crotch to snap against her butt. She moaned louder and began pumping her hips to meet the whip! It was the last straw for me. I jerked down my jeans to sink to my knees to rub my clit as orgasms washed over me. She let out a little scream and he dropped the whip to pull off his robe and drive his dick into her. She wrapped her legs around him and began moaning,"Yes!" over and over until her head dropped onto his shoulder. He motioned at me to leave. I felt so weak it was a real effort to climb the stairs. I laid in my bed idly caressing myself marvelling at what I had seen. I was sure he had left the door open on purpose hoping I would watch to know being whipped could be terribly exciting. The next morning I came down to breakfast. Mom was real chipper and was wearing a thin white nightgown he had bought for her. When her head was turned I stared at her. I could see her nipples through the nightgown and was sure I could seee any welts if there were any but her skin just looked a healthy pink. She kissed him goodbye then me forgetting my ritual of looking at the whip. I was glad, sure that seeing it would soak my panties. School was a blur. I couldn't think of anything except that soon I would be hanging for the whip. I don't even remember riding home. As I came up the driveway Mom was sitting on the stoop in her shorts. I waved at her and acted as if that caused me to lose my balance and rode over her pansies mashing them into the muddy ground. She was so mad I was afraid she might not wait for Rob to get home. I was relieved when she said, "You will suffer for that when Rob gets home." I apologized sincerely because I had not planned to run over so many of them. When my wheels had slipped off the driveway into the mud they sunk in and I wasn't able to turn back as I had planned to only damage a few. She went to them trying to salvage but after pulling a few to the surface she yelled, "They are ruined!" and began ripping them out. She said hatefully, "You'll pay for every one!" She began counting aloud and I realized I would get a lash at each count. I flinched at each loud number and then realized she was not counting the plants but every bloom! As the count went over thirty I became frightened realizing that my fantasies all day of Rob slapping me with the whip would not be the case. She would be whipping me and much harder. I was whimpering when she reached the final count of fifty-two. She grabbed my hand to drag me into the house. By then I was sobbing but it didn't get any sympathy. When we were in the house she told me to take off my clothes saying, "You will have time to think about what you did!" She had me take off everything even my shoes and stockings! Then she ripped an extention cord out of the wallsocket and pulled my hands behind me to wrap it around my wrists then pull up my arms to tie them to a wall light fixture. I had to bend over to relieve the strain on my shoulder joints. I realized that made my butt very available and began to think she may spank it. That would ruin my fantasy. I would still just be spanked only with the whip instead of the paddle. I began to cry louder but then she slapped my face and yelled, "Be quiet! Show some courage!" I managed to quiet down enough to satisfy her and she went into the kitchen to finish dinner. I didn't have to hold that position too long. I heard Rob's car come in and then he was at the door smiling at me knowing I had made good on my promise. He went into the kitchen and said innocently, "What is happening? Why is Carla tied to the fixture?" "The little bitch ran over my flowers! I think she did it deliberately. I am prolonging her punishment by making her wait for her punishment just as she will be when whipped!" He said soothingly, "Oh now calm down. I am sure she didn't mean to. Being tied that way must hurt her shoulders. I am going to loosen the cord." "Well okay but don't think you can get me to let her off." "No. Remember I told you I wouldn't interfere with the way you raise her but I think the whipping will be punishment enough." He came out to me and loosened the cord enough for me to stand up straight. I whispered, "Oh thank you. I did it for you." He gave me a quick kiss and said, "I know you did. I thought you might and arranged the insurance. Soon we can be together. I know you will be brave." He went back into the kitchen and said,"Since dinner isn't ready I'll make us a drink. It should calm you down a little. You have never used the whip and if you are too angry you might hurt her too much." "I plan to hurt her. Don't think I may let you do it. You would only excite her." "Oh I wouldn't want to do it. She has done nothing to me. You know I don't whip you to punish you." "Oh I know. I have grown to love them but the whip will only be used to punish her. Even though you don't hit hard I know it excites you to see her crying in pain when I hit hard." He didn't argue the point. He brought out their glasses and silverware while she carried two plates of food she placed on the far side of the table so they could both see me. I defiantly sucked in my tummy and opened my legs a little to make him excited and her jealous of my better body. He continued to try to get her to show me some mercy by saying, "Her skin is so white! It is also probably tender so you shouldn't hit too hard." I loved him for it and looked at her with hate when she said, "It won't be white for long. When I am through it will be cherry red!" "Oh yes. I suppose it will be uncomfortable for her to sit for awhile." "She will be uncomfortable all over. I am not just going to hit her butt. That doesn't seem to hurt her much. She has fifty-two lashes coming. Her butt would just get numb. I plan to spread them around sp she will be red from her armpits to her thighs." He took a deep breath and stared at my boobs I was holding up proudly and said, "Even her breasts? Do you think that is wise?" "Why not! It is still just skin and she is so proud of them it should seem especially painful." I sobbed, "Oh no! You wouldn't hit them! That would be awful!" That didn't help, "She just crowed, "You see. Just the thought of having them hit frightens her. She will be crying and shrieking. It is good we have no close neighbors." I suddenly remembered what he had said about being brave and managed to stifle my sobs to stare at her defiantly and say, "I won't give you the satisfaction of seeing me cry!" She just laughed and said, We will see about that!" Then I saw her hand go down out of sight and he got a startled look. I knew she had touched his penis and she confirmed it by saying, "Ooo. You are excited already. Would you like to put on your robe so you can be more comfortable?" "Yes and you should be comfortable too. That tight shirt will restrict you. Let's hang her up and you can change into your new night clothes." He untied the cord and she led me into the room with the cuffs. She buckled them onto my wrists and had him pull me up saying, "Higher. Higher." until I was on my toes and fully stretched. She looped the whip around my neck to have the handle lay on my right boob while the thongs lay on my right. I began to whimper in fear. She left to change but Rob hung back long enough to come up behind me and reach around to squeeze my boobs to pull me into him and whispered in my ear. "I am so proud of you darling. Don't worry, it won't be as bad as you think." He left me to go to their bedroom. He gave me hope it may be only exciting and perversely I imagined a crowd of people seeing me this way with my breasts so tight and my tummy so flat. I began twisting my body to let the handle roll over my nipple and the thongs brush me. By the time they returned I was very excited. She came out first. I could hardly believe how much he had changed her. Her "night clothes" was just a thin nylon strip of cloth that barely covered her nipples and at the bottom showed the start of the curve of her breasts. It was so thin you could see her dark nipples and the shadow of her cleavage The panties were of the same material and cut real low. They fit so tight you could see the puffiness of her pussy. Once I had shown her a baby doll nighty of cotton and she had said that it was slutty because it left my belly bare. He was wearing a silk robe that came down to his thighs and I could see a prominent lump at the crotch. She teased me by rubbing my butt and saying this can be hit across and upwards.then moved to my front to pull my breasts apart saying these can be hit at the cleavage, the outside and up and down to keep them dancing. I lost my resolve to be brave and emitted a sob. She ignored it then said, "And finally this can be hit diagonally, down and upwards." At upwards she cupped my pussy and lifted it. Then she said angrily, "You are wet you slut! You think this is going to be exciting. Believe me it won't be!" She stepped to my side and brought the whip across my butt with a loud "Slap!" He was wrong. It stung as much as the paddle but it was different. There was also excitement as the sting seemed to radiate between my legs. He began counting as she did as she had said hitting my butt up, down and across for ten lashes. then she started up my back covering every inch. The sting was too far from my crotch and it just hurt. I sobbed then gritted my teeth to keep from crying out. I looked at Rob and he was smiling at me. I was sure he was proud of me for being so brave and clenched my teeth even harder. She moved down to my thighs and that was better. The sting was just as bad but it radiated directly to my crotch. She moved to the front of my thighs and started up. She went across my pussy but my hip bones protected it then the stings began moving up my stomach until she was hitting my breasts making them jump and quiver and separate. The stings were worse but at the same time my excitement increased and at forty one across both nipples stung horribly and at the same time gave me an orgasm that made me scream. She stopped and said, "Finally! You aren't so brave after all!" I looked at her feeling very weak and noticed her top had worked up above her breasts and had stuck there to her sweating body. Her panties had become wet and were totally transparent. She stood there panting for a moment then Rob said, "She still has a white area." She said, "Not for long!" She brought the whip down diagonally to cross both my pussy lips. I screamed but the pain was pure excitement. She kicked the inside of my ankle to make me open my legs and brought the whip upwards into my gash. I went into orgasm. I screamed and kept screaming as I perversely left my legs open for lash after painful lash that just increased the intensity of my orgasms until Rob grabbed her arm and said, "Enough! You have hit her more than you set!" She seemed weak too and just stood there panting with this wild look on her face as he untied my rope. I was so weak I just slipped to the floor to lie in the foetal position. Then he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I laid there panting until I began breathing normally and unbuckled my cuffs. All my skin was hot as if I was sunburned and I weakly climbed the stairs to get into a cool shower to wash off the sweat covering my body. The cool water relieved the sting and burn instantly and I stayed in it gently washing myself for a long time marvelling at the fact the severe whipping had brought on the most fantastic orgasms I had ever felt. I went to bed and rubbed my nipples and pussy but it just didn't bring on the normal excitement so I went to sleep. I woke up the next morning when my ceiling light came on. I was lying on the bottom sheet naked and instinctively grabbed the covers to cover myself. It was Mom at the door who smiled at me and said,"Don't cover up. I came up to see if you were alright. Rob said I was awfully mean to you." I let the covers fall off my breasts and she pulled them the rest of the way off. She inspected me closely even lifting my breasts to see the underside and pulling my thighs apart to see my pussy. Her soft hands on me felt nice so I didn't protest. Then she said, "Your skin must be tougher than it looks. There are only a few small bruises but I am sorry I hit you so hard." In spite of the fact that she had given me the most fantastic orgasms ever I didn't feel like forgiving her. I said, "You should be sorry. You really hurt me bad!" "I know. If it makes you feel any better Rob said if I needed to be punished he would let you do it instead of him." That fascinated me! "Would you really allow that?" "I don't have any choice. I love him. He is a great provider and lover but don't get your hopes up. I have never done anything to make him angry at me. I will do anything to excite him to make him love me." I knew then that her spankings and whipping were just to get them excited. I said, "I don't want to hurt you but I guess I wouldn't have any choice either." "No but if you should get a chance remember that one day I will be able to get even with you." She left at that point and I got up to look in the mirror. She was right there were only a few bruises but I noted they were on my most sensitive places near my nipples and on my pussy. there was no pain so I showered and dressed in a short flared skirt and one of my tight sweaters. I had to wear a bra but I decided to leave off the panties because I knew my naked pussy would feel good rubbing on the leather seat of my bike. It did. So much even when I waited for a stop light I would lean forward and rub on it. That and then day dreaming about my "Driving Lesson" kept me from hearing my teachers. Two of them got upset enough to say they would notify the principal then in my last class my teacher got my attention by shaking my shoulder and saying, "Carla. I am tired of yelling at you to pay attention. Take this note to the principal." I knew I had really screwed up. If he notified Mom she may carry out her threat to whip my ass until it was black and blue with a broomstick after she had read a story in the newspaper about kids that ignored their teachers once spanking had been outlawed. I had been good up to then except for a few other times I had daydreamed and hoped I would just be bawled out. The suspense was terrible. His secretary told me to wait as they were into something important and went into his office for what seemed like forever. The bell rang and the other kids went home along with the other office girl who told me they should be finished soon. It was deathly quiet. I got restless and began pacing noticing even the janitor was leaving and had locked the door behind him. Then his sceretary opened the door saying, "I think that will be fine. I'll drop it off at the printers on the way home." then she noticed me and said, "Oh yes. One of the girls is here to see you." She hurried out the door and he told me to come in. I handed him the note which he read and then went to a filing cabinet to pull out my file folder. He went through it Then said angrily, "I should have talked to you before. There are three complaints in your file and now three more in one day. You deserve a spanking but since I can't you will have three weeks detention." I couldn't have that. I could never hide detention from my mother and it would ruin my chance at driving lessons. "Oh no! Can't you spank me instead. Mom spanks me and it would be alright with her." I knew he wanted to. He had campaigned against the rule to stop corporal punishment but he said, "I don't even have a paddle anymore." I saw an eighteen inch wood ruler on his desk they must have been using and picked it up to hand it to him saying, "You could use this. I would lift my skirt so you will know it hurts. I promise I won't tell anyone. I don't want detention." He became interested saying," You would get three spanks for each offense. Eighteen total. Do you still want to do it?" "Oh yes! I'll take twenty if you don't tell my Mom I had to be punished." That did it! He pressed the intercom and said, "If anyone is in the school, please call the principals office." He kept me waiting nervously for about five minutes as he slapped the ruler into his palm then must have been satisfied we were alone. He got up from his chair and told me to lift up my skirt and lie across his desk. I picked it up by the hem at the back and rested my chest and stomach on his desk. He must have been surprised to see my bare bottom but he didn't say anything about that he just said, "I don't want this to fall down into the way." and picked up the front of my skirt to pull it up above my waist and tuck the hem under my boobs giving him the excuse to compress my boobs to my chest to tuck it in. He rubbed my buttcheeks as he said, "This will leave red welts. Do you still prefer it to detention?" "Yes. I don't care if it is black and blue!" He brought back the ruler and hit across both buttcheeks making a loud "Spat!" It really hurt. Maybe even more than Mom's paddle. I was crying by the third and had to hold tightly to the other side of the desk to keep from running away. It hurt way too much to excite me. My poor butt stung and burned more and more as it went on and when he finally stopped saying loudly, "Eighteen!" I was sobbing and twisting on his desk. I stood up with tears flowing down my cheeks to rub my burning bottom not even noticing my pumping and twisting at the sharp spanks had caused the felt topped desk to pull my sweater and flimsy bra up to my neck until he sat in his chair in front of me and I noticed him staring at my boobs shuddering with my sobs. I suddenly got embarrassed and pulled my bra and sweater over them even though it was much too late. He smiled at me and said, "You are beautiful.The next time you are spanked you will be naked." "I sobbed, "There won't be a next time. I will be good." He just smiled again and said, "We'll see. We have the rest of the year." I meant what I said. It had been awful and my buns hurt all the way home but there was satisfaction too. I felt like a martyr that had suffered for her lover to allow the "Driving lesson." Rob's word was good. Right after dinner he told Mom he would give me a driving lesson. Unfortuneately she said, "That should be interesting. I'll ride along." We drove around aimlessly while she pointed out attractive gardens and occasionally bitched about the little hard seat in the back of his sports car. It was a good lesson. I eventually learned to shift gears smoothly but I was really disappointed that we could not be alone. We went out again the next day but Mom insisted she ride along so Rob lost interest and we only tried every few days. Meanwhile I became more and more frustrated because she became more and more demonstrative kissing and hugging him at every opportunity and being sure to wear nothing but cut-off t-shirts and her little shorts or skirts she had hemmed up so high they barely covered her butt so he could easily get his hands on her bare butt. This would get him excited enough to send me to my bedroom. Now he always left the door ajar on their bedroom or punishment room so I could watch. I really tried to resist watching because I knew it would just make me jealous and even more frustrated but I couldn't stop myself. He turned her sideways to the door now so I could see everything and he became a master at working her into a frenzy. He would start by just licking and sucking her nipples then he would lick her clit until she was trembling. Then he would tickle her nipples and clit with a big feather until she moaned, "More" then he would slap her nipples and clit with a little whip made of long wide rubber bands until she was squealing in ecstasy and finally screaming. Whip me! Whip me hard!" at that point he would use the leather whip with a full swing as her body poured sweat and pulsated until her head dropped in exhaustion. He would let her down to the floor then gently stroke and massage her as her body would occasionally shudder from little aftershocks of orgasms until she recovered enough to repay him by licking his dick and balls even back to his rectum then suck him until he filled her mouth with his semen. I was terribly jealous. No matter how I fantasized I just couldn't imagine how wonderful that must have felt to her. The more and stronger he was able to make her orgasms the more demonstative and loving she became. Eventually she would make him a drink and seat him in his big chair then she would change into a filmy short nighty and kneel between his legs facing me. She would take his hands into hers to put them on her breasts and as he caressed them she would smile at me triumphantly practically saying, "Look at me. I am being loved but you aren't." I would get so jealous I couldn't stand it and go to my room to masturbate but that was nothing next to what he would do to her. I had one consolation. Now that I could wear sexier clothing the boys at school were paying a lot more attention to me. That morning I looked for something particularly sexy and while digging in my underwear drawer found the book and remembered I was supposed to return it. I put it in my bookbag and then I put on a short pleated skirt that buttoned from the hem to the waist at the side planning to unbutton a few buttons at the hem as soon as I was out of sight to show the side of my leg nearly to my butt. I put on a blouse that just had elastic at the top hem to be held up by my boobs and short enough to show my belly-button. Since it was loose enough to hide my nipples I didn't wear a bra. Then I decided to leave off my panties too.That got a lot of attention at school. Maybe too much because the frumpy english teacher said nastily, "You know the dress code does not allow bare midriffs. Cover it up." I guess she expected me to pull the waist of my skirt up to cover it but I defiantly pulled down the blouse until it barely covered my nipples. She gulped and said, "I guess that makes it technically legal." and walked away. I was a hit! The boys and even the men teachers looked at me admiringly. All I had to do was raise my arms to bare my navel and when I sat down the front of the skirt would slide between my legs to bare one leg almost to the crotch and the back would fall away to show the start of the curve of my butt. It was fun to tease the teachers and watch them pretend they didn't notice. At noon there was a pep rally which was great. The cheers gave me lots of opportunity to raise my arms to show my navel and make my boobs sway. The cheerleaders must have been disgruntled to see the boys turn around to watch me instead of them. I was still excited on the way to the museum and became more so as I felt my pussy sliding on my bike seat. When I went in she was talking to a man in his early twenties. I held back until he walked away because I was a little embarrassed for him to know I had read it since he may know how sexy it was. When He moved away I went to her to hand her the book and said, "Thank you for loaning me the book. It was interesting." She smiled and said, "Just interesting dear? Didn't you find it a little exciting?" I blushed and admitted, "Well yes.. It is hard to read it without imagining youself in her place." She smiled and said, "I would like you to meet someone. He designed the exhibit that fascinated you. Joshua, come here and meet Carla." He came over to shake my hand noticing that made my braless boobs sway then said, "Mona said you liked my exhibit. Could you imagine what it would have been like to be a slave?" I blushed again because I had spent a lot of time imagining it. Not just being whipped but knowing the white masters could make me fuck them or anything else. I said lamely, "It was really graphic I would think anyone could imagine themselves hung up and whipped like the pictures." "We have another exhibit downstairs that our faint hearted directors would not let me show. Would you like to see it?" "Yes. I guess so." "Good. Follow me." We went downstairs to the basement and then through a thick door to stairs leading down to a sub-basement. It was eerie. The stairs were just lit by dim bulbs and it was deathly quiet. He opened another door and turned on a flood light in the ceiling to show a square wooden stage with an "H" shaped frame that had wristcuffs hanging from it. I gasped as he led me up on the stage. Then he said, "The object was to have our guests hung from the padded cuffs to really know how the slave would feel. I spent a lot of time on it. Look at this." He flipped a switch and suddenly a movie screen lit up showing an audience yelling, clapping and waving their fists. It was just like my fantasy!. He turned it off saying, I made a movie of the audience at a wrestling match since they seemed most rabid. Do you think it would make it seem more real?" "Oh yes. That must be a lot like it was.The history books never mention the audience but a whipping must have excited them." He grinned noticing I was breathing heavily to make my boobs move and said, "Would you like to try it? the wrist cuffs are just held together with velcro so you could pull looses from them if it is too frightening." "Yes. I have wondered what it would be like." He put on the cuffs and pulled up my arms to bare my tummy then he pulled on my ankle to make me look down to see two more cuffs that would hold my legs apart. I spread my legs next to the cuffs chained to the floor and stood there trembling with excitement knowing my unbuttoned skirt had bared my leg nearly to my butt. He turned on the projector and I was a slave! I stared back at the audience that seemed so real defiantly letting them know I would not beg. I jerked at the cuffs but he had lied. The cuffs didn't loosen a bit. He came close to me and said softly, "It still isn't quite the same is it?" I knew what was wrong and said, "No. The woman was naked." He smiled and said, "I thought you would feel this way." He pulled my blouse up and looped it behind my neck then unbuttoned my skirt and threw it in a corner. I was totally naked! With my legs apart all of my pussy was exposed. I don't know if I imagined it or not but the audience suddenly seemed louder. He must have photographed a woman's wrestling match because I heard a man yell, "Hit her." Then I heard a "Whap!" with a pause then another. I wasn't being hit but it seemed like it so much I jerked at my bonds as if hit. Just as the sound was due again I looked to my right and saw Joshua standing there with his shirt off as his muscled torso tensed and then hit the post with a whip that looked almost like a skinny mop of leather strings to make the "Whap!" sound. It thrilled me so much I had to feel it and moaned, "No. Hit me." He stepped behind me then I heard the "Whap!" just as I felt a sting followed by tingles on my butt. It hurt but it hurt good and I moaned, "Oh yes!" He hit me a few more times then I felt a sting on my right breast I looked down just in time to see the ends of the strands envelop and compress my left breast and jerk it to the side as he pulled back on the whip. I watched fascinated as my bobs jumped and quivered as stings went deeper to cause a throbbing sensation that made my whole body quiver. The whip came around the side of my hip to make my pussy lips jerk only to be stung and jerked again as the whip came around my other hip to pull my pussy the other way. The stings were so close to my clit I rapidly got to orgasm but I wanted even more and I begged, "Harder. Hit harder!" He did and now my pussy was jumping and throbbing then the whip came up between my legs to let the center strands hit my clit and I squealed as orgasms grew stronger and stronger as my body jumped and became wet from perspiration. He stopped to step in front of me and I begged, "Oh fuck me. Please fuck me!" He dropped his pants and plunged his thick and long dick deep into me by jerking on my butt cheeks as I tensed and relaxed my muscles to feel every inch of it while the audience continued to cheer until I reached an ultimate orgasm just before his dick softened and slid out of me. He unbuckled my ankles and turned off the projector then pressed his chest against my still throbbing boobs to reach up to rip off my wrist cuffs. I was so grateful for the wonderful orgasms I kissed him then slid down his body kissing him on the way down until I captured his partially hard dick in my mouth tasting my juices and his. Just as it was getting really hard I heard Martha say, "I knew the first moment I saw her she would be thrilled by the whip." It startled me and I fell back to sit on my legs and held an arm over my boobs with my other hand hiding my crotch." She said, "Don't hide dear. You are beautiful and should be proud of your loveliness." She smiled as I put my hands behind my back to raise up on my knees sucking in my stomach and pushing out my breasts just as "O" might have. She said, "You are a perfect cndidate for our S and M club. You would have fantastic orgasms when whipped in front of a live audience. Would you like that?" I said, "Oh that sounds thrilling but my folks don't let me go out alone." "Won't they let you have dates?" "Well yes but boys don't take me out because I have to be home by eleven and sometimes the movie isn't even over by then." "That wouldn't be a problem. Josh could date you and bring you home by then." That sounded wonderful. I wouldn't need Rob any longer but then I knew why it would be impossible and sobbed as I admitted, "It would be wonderful but sometimes they make me get naked for punishment and they would see the marks on my skin." "No they wouldn't. Look at yourself. The red is already fading. It will be gone in fifteen minutes and you will never be marked more than that." I looked down then caressed my still tingling nipples in wonder. She was right. The red was fading fast and I knew it would be gone by the time I got home. It seemed like a miracle. When I was being whipped I had been sure my boobs and pussy would be one big bruise. I said happily, "If you can promise that of course I will join. You will be surprised how submissive I can be. I will do anything anyone wants." "I know you will. Tell your folks you have a date for dinner Wednesday night and that you will be home by eleven." Then she quizzed me about things my Mom liked and I told her she loved flowers and liked to eat lobster but it was so expensive she couldn't afford to do it as much as she liked. When I got home I told Mom excitedly about my date. She was not too happy when she found out the man was not a boy from school and said, "If I don't like him. I won't let you go." I was really afraid she might not let me go just out of meanness but she told Rob that I was going since I was old enough to start looking for someone to marry me. Rob wasn't pleased either. I knew he was jealous that someone else may like me knowing I would not resist anything he may want to do. At least he took out his anger at her. Mom was wearing a housedress and I was still in my blouse and skirt now buttoned all the way down. He yelled, "Why are you so covered up? You know how I like you when I get home." His anger frightened her and she said nervously, "I'm sorry. I'll go put on my nightie." "No. It is too late. I want you naked." She looked startled and said, "No! Not in front of Carla!" He glared at her and said, "You dumb bitch. Just for protesting you will not only be naked you will be whipped!" Tears came to her eyes but she began unbuttoning the dress whimpering, "You won't let Carla do it will you? She will hurt me to get even for her spankings." "Of course. It is only fair. You enjoyed whipping her." She began to sob and stalled by unbuttoning every button clear to the hem at the front of the dress although she could have slid it off once it had been unbuttoned to her waist. She finally slid it off to reveal a costume I had never seen. Two loops of chain compressed the bases of her breasts with a connecting chain going around her neck to lift them and there was a chain around here waist pulling another chain into the crack of her butt and sunk between her pussy lips to make them bulge. Rob said, "You can leave on the chains." and she turned to walk slowly to our punishment room. I could imagine how the chain would feel rubbing on her clit but she didn't look excited as she went under the rope and submissively held out her hands for Rob to buckle the cuffs gasping as he pulled the rope up tight. Then he said, "Carla. Take off your clothes. I don't want you to be restricted." That was ridiculous. My blouse gave my arms total freedom but the idea excited me and I stripped quickly while he pulled her legs apart to buckle her ankles to cuffs on the floor. He handed me the whip and then went to her and squeezed her buttcheeks to say, "Give her ten here." Then reached around to squeeze her breasts saying, "Ten here." then made her gasp by pulling up on the chain in her pussy to say, "Finally ten here." He led me over by her side then stepped back to say, "One." I hit her lightly remembering her warning she would get even on that one and "Two." but then he said, "Harder! You aren't hurting her." That gave me the excuse I needed. Now I could blame him if she got mad at me and hit harder to redden her skin. I became very excited especially when I moved to her front to make her breasts dance not because I was hurting her but because I could almost feel the stings on my body with my vivid imagination. On the last ten to her pussy I swung the whip around like a softball pitcher making her lips jump and the chain shake. She made "Yipping" sounds and at the last screamed then her head fell into a dead faint. Rob spun me around to stick his dick between my legs and I grabbed him around his neck by my arms and wrapped my legs around his butt to pull him deep inside me not caring if she saw us. I had two orgasms before he came then let my legs slide to the floor. He said, "Go to bed. I'll take care of her." I went to bed but I was still excited and grabbed my hairbrush off my dresser to spank my pussy with the bristles until I had an explosive orgasm that let me go to sleep. I woke up just as it was getting light to see Mom standing at the foot of my bed naked and staring at me. I instinctively grabbed my covers to hide myself dreading the threats of terrrible punishment she would give me but she said, "Thank you for not hitting me too hard.I feel very close to you. I know we can both have orgasms from the whip. Your next whipping will be as exciting as the one you gave me. I have never had an orgasm strong enough to make me faint before last night." I got up and hugged her naked body to mine and said, "I am so glad you aren't mad at me. I'll do anything you want to help get Rob excited for you." "You already have darling but I am glad now I won't have to pretend I am angry to whip you." Wednesday arrived and in spite of our changes in dress Rob insisted I wear my old cotton bra, panties, and a slip with a loose sweater and my longest skirt to make me as unattractive as possible and said if I was late they would make my punishment horrendous. Josh came dressed in a conserative dark suit and made an instant hit with them by complimenting Rob on his beautiful home and great sports car then telling Mom she was lovely and I was lucky to have inherited her beauty. But the thing that thrilled her the most was a large bunch of floweres she rushed to get into a vase and as a topper gave her a gift certificate for dinner for two at the "Red Lobster" saying they had been a gift to him but he didn't care for lobster that much. She was so happy she said, "Try to have her home by midnight. We worry about her." I was thrilled to have the extra hour and said in his car, "Oh you were wonderful. They were not happy about my date and I was afraid she may make me come back early but she was so happy with you she gave me an extra hour." "Yes that is good. You will have more timr for sex. You will be able to enjoy many of the positions in the 'Kama Sutra." I had never heard of that and he explained it was an oriental book that provided many positions and methods to obtain the maximum pleasures of sex after my whipping. That reminded me that there would also be pain but that just thrilled me more and I was only worried about being marked. He relieved that worry by saying, "Your whipping will be early in the evening and you will be massaged to make sure all marks are gone by the time we leave." He drove us out to a big house in the country far from any neighbor. That frightened me a little since I knew if it was terrible no-one would hear my screams to help but I was committed and realized I could not be hurt too badly if there would be no marks. Josh led me through the front door and into a long hall where I could hear voices murmuring through a closed door at the end. My slave status was made obvious when he opened a closet to take out a dog collar and leash he fastened around my neck to lead me through the door. I saw a large room with a small stage in the center that had cuffs hanging down ominously from a pulley in the ceiling. There was about twenty people milling around holding drinks. They were all wearing white robes with whips or leather straps hanging from their belts. Josh led me to the stage and when I stepped up on it and turned to face the audience he said, "Welcome our new member. Carla!" They all began to applaud and I heard someone say, "She is beautiful!" I felt like a star! I gave a little bow in recognition of the applause just as stars on TV did. Josh stood behind me and pulled my sweater over my head which added more applause then unzipped my skirt to let it fall to the floor. He began very slowly raising my slip like a strip-tease and I smiled at the burst of applause as it went over the top of my panties to show my flat tummy I had sucked in as much as possible. When the slip was off he unclasped my bra then slowly slid it down my breasts until they were revealed to bring another burst of applause that increased when he put his hands under them to lift and bounce them gently saying, "Her breasts move beautifully under the whip." He slowly slid down the big panties to reveal me inch by inch then let them drop to bring his hands around my hips to pull my crotch hair to the sides while saying, "Look at this tight slit. It is like a baby's" I blushed at that and someone said, "Oh good. She is bashful." I was so excited by then I raised my arms expecting him to put on the cuffs but he said, "Put your hands on your head." then led me out into the audience to introduce me with only first names. As I was introduced each man or woman fondled my butt, breasts and even pussy. They reminded me those areas would soon be feeling the sting of the whip by making comments about how exciting they would look shuddering under the whip or that soon my body would be red and pulsating. I was amazed to recognize several people from prior meetings or their pictures in the newspaper who were so respectable I would never have guessed they would be involved in this club. I had expected a disreputable bunch like bikers or something but these were all well known. I recognized Our mayor, The police chief, another policeman who patrolled our school, our football coach, a security guard at a department store who had accused me of shoplifting when I was about ten years old. When I tearfully said I was innocent and that he could search me to prove it he took me to a back room and took off all my clothes. Naturally I couldn't tell mom that I had been suspected and had been so embarrassed I had wiped out the memory until now as he slid his finger into my pussy to feel around just as he had looking for a fake ruby earrings I had been looking at. Even women fondled me with finally my gym teacher who went even further by nibbling at my nipples while fondling my pussy. I understood now why she watched us in the shower. By then I was breathing hard and trembling in excitement. He led me to the stage and turned me to face the audience. They stared at me avidly as He pulled my legs apart apart about three feet to cuff my ankles then put on my wrist cuffs to tighten my body as my breasts heaved from my deep breathing. I heard a gasp as my skin tightened and my waist shrunk. I anxiously awaited the first thrilling sting but he teased me by fondling my boobs and pulling my pussy lips open as he said, "You know this is going to hurt. Don't you?" I moaned, "Oh yes." "You want the sting. Don't you?" "Oh yes! Make me sting all over!" Even then he continued to tease me by rubbing the leather strings of the whip over my pussy and nipples to make the knots slide against my clit and make my nipples vibrate until I begged, "Oh God! Whip me!" He moved to my side and I felt a sting across my butt that seemed a bit worse than the other time but it just increased the thrills. He kept hitting my butt until he noticed I had caught the rhythmn and was pushing out my butt to meet the whip then went to my tender inner thighs to make me squeal, then up my tummy until my breasts were bobbing and the nipples stinging then diagonally down to my crotch to jerk at my pussy lips and sting my clit. I don't know how many times he hit me. My excitement just rose until I went into orgasm Then he stopped and another man began hitting me then a woman who concentrated on my pussy then finally there were three at once to sting my boobs, butt, and pussy at the same time until I was almost to the ultimate orgasm. They finally stopped and I begged, "Please fuck me!" to a man in front of me who had removed his robe to reveal a large hard dick. But he said, Don't worry. You will get all the sex you can stand." As they unbuckled me I looked out into the audience to see them all taking off their togas. When I was loose Josh had me get on my hands and knees then I was surrounded by men and women fondling my stinging boobs and putting their fingers into my pussy. Someone stuck a greasy finger into my rectum to make me gasp as he pulled it around in a circular motion. Surprisingly that felt good then someone grabbed my waist with his big hands and I felt a dick nosing against my little puckered rectum. He lunged and it went in just as the man with the big dick pressed my cheeks with his fingers to get me to open my mouth so he could slide his dick deep into my throat to make me gag. Eventually the gag reflex went away so I could appreciate the dick up my butt. From there I was sat down on anothers dick then bent forward to let another dick go into my rectum as I gyrated on them another put his dick by my mouth which I sucked in to complete filling all my orifaces. From then on it was just fantastic sex with all new positions and things happening to me including having my gym teacher use her fluttering tongue on my clit. Just as I was beginning to think I would have to fuck or suck all of them and was nearly limp from exhaustion Josh said, "She is exhausted. It is no fun to fuck a limp rag. Let's move on." Josh and another man helped me over to a couch and sat on each side of me. They pulled my legs over theirs and idly played with my dripping pussy which by then was just soothing. A woman with beautiful round boobs came over to us with a tray in front of her. When she got close I realized she was not holding the tray. Little chains from the front of the tray led to toothed clamps biting into and stretching her nipples while three other clamps were biting her stomach at the rear. She flinched at every step in the longest high heels I had ever seen that made the tray quiver. "I said, "Oh gosh. Doesn't that hurt?" "Yes. It is supposed to. It is my night to be serving girl. If I don't complain about it I will be rewarded by great sex. "What would you like to drink?" The only drink I knew was a screwdriver which I ordered while the men asked for scotch and waters. When she came back I was amazed to see she had the three large glasses at the front edge of the tray to exert the maximum pull on her nipples to change the shape of her breasts from looking like cantaloupes to a pear shape. There were tears in her eyes but she managed a smile when I thanked her. Then a woman was led to the stage by a man carrying a buggy whip. about six feet long. The tassles at the end had been tied into a knot. The man said, "Mona has agreed to try my new whip. As an incentive she will get a minute of cunnilingus for each lash she allows." I asked Josh what cunnilingus was and he explained it was having her pussy licked and her clitoris sucked then added, "She is amazing. She can take more pain than anyone. She makes other women seem cowardly." I waited for her to be tied but to my surprise she simply knelt and spread her legs then leaned back with her hands on the floor behind her to arch her back making her breasts and pussy completely open. The man stepped away from her and brought the whip down with a whistle and loud "Snap!" as it left a dark red line with a big blotch from the knot just above her open slit. Amazingly she just gasped at what must have been horrible pain. I said in wonder, "How can she stand that without trying to get away?" Josh said, "That is nothing. She can take more." He hit her twice more leaving blotches at the top of the "V" of her crotch then he put blotches close together down her pussy lips which made her pussy dark red and caused swelling. He moved to her breasts covering them with blotches but she didn't scream until he hit one nipple and then the other with the knot. As her screams turned to sobs he took careful aim and brought it down into her open slit right on her clitoris. She let out a bloodcurdling scream and rolled over on her stomach as the man said, " She did even better than she thought she could. We owe her twenty minutes." Two men carried her over to a big overstuffed chair where they put her butt right on the edge and the serving girl gave her a drink she swallowed in gulps. Then men and women began licking her pussy as she smiled and moaned. I said in awe, "She was so brave! How could she do that?" "Josh said, "You are brave too. Someday you may volunteer for something like that." "Oh I doubt it. I couldn't anyway. She will really be bruised tomorrow. Look at her breasts. They are maroon and swollen tight! They will be bruised for days and Mom would see me." He smiled since I had admitted the main reason I wouldn't do it was because of the aftermath and he knew the idea excited me as I began to wet his fingers still toying with my pussy. After that another woman was led up on the stage to be hung then whipped by a man on each side keeping her boobs jumping and jerking while my gym teacher brought the whip up between her legs from the rear to let the tips hit all around her clit. That wasn't quite as exciting since it was light whips like Moms but it was more than enough to get me to climb up on Josh's lap to put his dick into me so I could watch as I swivelled on it to get another good orgasm. Then it was time to go home. I didn't feel too bad about it since I had become completely satiated and I noticed others were leaving as well but I hated to have to put my clothes back on. They just killed all the good sensations and worse Josh seemed to lose interest in me with them on. He said there would be another meeting in ten days which gave me something to look forward to but he didn't say anything about dates with just the two of us. When I asked him if just the two of us could go out I realized how jaded he had become. He told me that he lived in an apartment with thin walls and was not really interested in just sex without the "Games." I was really disappointed and suggested that we could go out into the woods somewhere to have privacy but he said that I was under eighteen and if we got caught he could go to jail. He did say that he would take me and my folks out to dinner on Saturday just to keep his relationship with them good. Mentioning their names evidentally reminded him that they saw me naked because he said, "That reminds me. You said your parents punish you naked. How do they punish you?" "Only Mom is my parent. Rob is my step-dad and only she punishes me but she found out it embarrassed me to have to be naked so now I always have to be naked. At first I was punished by hitting my butt with a paddle so hard I was bruised but now I am whipped." "Really! Describe it." "It is a lot like the last lady at the club. I am stretched up by cuffs on my wrists then whipped with a thong whip like they used on her. It is better than the spankings. I feel grown up and if she isn't too mean I can even get excited." "Oh. Then my whipping you and the club whipping were nothing new." "Oh there is no comparison. Those whippings were pure excitement. You only hit hard enough to give me orgasms and having an audience made it so exciting I didn't mind being hit harder and longer." "I see. You could be excited with something even more severe." "Well maybe.. But I won't know since I can't be marked with bad welts or bruises." "Yes. You would need time to heal." He stayed silent from then on while I wondered if I could be brave enough to have the buggy whip used on me. He took me to the door and kissed me then said, "I'll try to work something out." Mom was waiting up for me and quizzed me about my date. Fortunately I had read a review on a movie in town and was able to convince her we had just gone to it and went to a restaurant afterwards for a hamburger. She lost interest when I swore he had not tried to touch me except for a goodnight kiss and let me go to bed. It was wonderful to get naked again and I laid on my bed and caressed myself remembering the thrill of being everyones center of attention and the delightful stings of the whip. The next day Mom went shopping and said she wouldn't be home until about five PM. Rob took advantage of our time alone to make love to me but after my experiences at the "Club" I had become jaded and it was not all that exciting. He was anxious and only licked my pussy long enough to get me wet and came so fast I barely got to orgasm. He noticed and spanked my pussy with his belt before fucking me again which gave me a much better one. He noticed that too and said, "You are just like your Mom. You need a little pain to get off." Actually I wanted a lot of pain but I just admitted that a little stinging did help me get excited. He said, "You haven't had a good whipping for a long time. Why don't you do something wrong to give your Mom an excuse to whip you?" "No. I hate that! She hits much too hard which only hurts me and even if it did excite me you wouldn't be able to make love to me to make up for it." "Well you may get a chance to get even with her. She has become a shopaholic. I told her that if she put more than $200,00 on the credit card she would be spanked just like she did to you. Would you like to do the spanking?" "Oh yes. I would like to let her know how much she hurt me. I know I only excited her when I whipped her but I am afraid she may make my next whipping that much worse." "That's the chance you would have to take. She may not be angry with you knowing you are just following my directions." "Oh yes. I could start out easy then you could tell me to hit harder." "Yeah. I could do that." We got dressed and was innocently drinking coffee when she returned. I had supper ready and served it as she said excitedly "I found some lovely things. You will enjoy seeing me in them." Rob said, "There are a lot of sacks. You didn't go over your limit did you?" That sobered her and she looked worried as she said, "Oh. I didn't keep track but I don't think so." After dinner she put on a fashion show. She came out in a cocktail dress that was really short with a low cut top that made it obvious she was not wearing a bra to wear to the dinner I had told her Josh was taking us to then the tiniest short shorts I had ever seen. Finally she said, "I have a matching set for Carla and me. Come into the bedroom with me Carla, and we will model them for him." I followed her into the bedroom to see two sets of underwear on the bed. I picked up the panties to see they were just two little triangles of white nylon gauze with elastic strings to go around the waist and up the butt crack. I could see my fingers clearly under the gauze and the bra of two other triangles were the same. I said, "God Mom. Where did you find these. I have never seen anything like them." She giggled and said, "I found them at a sex shop. Rob hasn't made love to me for days. These should get him excited." "But Mom. I will be practically naked. Do you really want him to see me like this? He may want to make love to me too." "Yes. Don't argue with me. He thinks you are beautiful and it should help him get excited for me. He knows I won't allow him to fuck you. Just follow my lead." We put them on and when I looked in the mirror I saw they seemed even sexier than being naked. They just seemed to call attention to our nipples you could see easily and even the lips of our pussies. She stuck her head out the door and told him to turn on the stereo. When the music started she went through the door and I followed her lead in dancing for him. We bent over to waggle our bare butts for him then shook our breasts and pumped our hips in time with the beat. It excited me to see his obvious excitement. It worked for her. He grabbed her when she went close to him and gave her a playful slap on her butt saying, "Come with me. You naughty girl." He led her into the bedroom and she closed the door. I kept dancing until the end of the song imagining a large audience admiring me then went to bed to masturbate. The next morning she gave me a hug and said, "It worked beautifully. He was great. He lasted a long time." I knew why. It had been the third time for him and was sure she had completely drained him. The best part of it for me was that it had started a precedent. She didn't object when she saw me downstairs in just my skimpy nightie even when he playfully patted my butt and squeezed it on the way out to work. I told Mom what he had done but she said, "I know. I saw it. Don't worry about it. After all he isn't your real father and it may help to get him excited. I'll make sure he doesn't fuck you. Let him have his fun." When I got home from school she had made us two more costumes by hemming up a skirt so it barely covered our butts and using the extra material to make a top by sewing elastic at the top to go under our armpits and around our backs. The tops showed the sides of our boobs and I said, "Mom. This is an open invitation for him to feel us. Are you sure you won't get mad if he touches me?" "No I'll stop him if he goes too far." We put on the tiny panties and she said we didn't need bras since the material was opaque. Dinner was ready when he got home and we both teased him by leaning over to show our bare bottoms. He watched us intensely even following us into the kitchen to enjoy seeing us bend over to put the dishes in the dishwasher which bared our bottoms and let the top fall away from our boobies. He said he wanted to see our muscles working and put my exercise tape into the VCR. Mom and I worked up a sweat as Rob grinned and clapped his hands as our costumes allowed peeks underneath. When we were done he took our hands and led us to the couch. When we sat down he put his arms around our shoulders to hug us as he said, "I am so lucky to have two lovely girls. The guys at the office would die of jealousy." He brought his hand under our tops to stroke and squeeze our outside boobs and it felt wonderful. Mom and I began to breathe deeply then he brought down his hands to slide them under our skirts and put his fingers under our panties to tease our clits as we pushed up our hips into his hand until Mom reached over to rub his crotch and when he was hard she took his hand and led him into their bedroom. I felt frustrated and cheated. I had been close to orgasm and thought she was really mean not to let me share him. I played with myself for awhile but the moment was gone and just watched TV hoping they might come out to have me join them. I finally gave up and went to bed. The next morning she had obviously worn him out, He didn't get up until ten and hardly looked at us even though we were just in nighties. He said, "I need a break. I am going fishing." When he had gone She said, "He was great last night. As long as you cooperate maybe neither of us will be whipped to excite him." I said, "Why would that bother you? You know being whipped excites you. Well you weren't actually whipped. It was more like a slapping by him but my whipping excited you too." She actually blushed! Then said, "I don't care if you think it didn't hurt much. It took a lot of courage to agree to be hung up helplessly not knowing how hard he may hit." "Maybe for the first time but after that you knew it would just excite you." "Yes that is true. Do you think I am strange? Sometimes I wish he would hit harder but I am afraid to ask for it. Do your whippings excite you? It is hard to tell since we get a look of agony on our faces when we come almost like great pain." "I don't think you are strange I think I would be excited too if you didn't hit so hard." She looked at me pondering what I had said then said, "It would excite him fantastically if you would volunteer for a whipping like I did.If you would do that I would only hit hard enough to excite you. I could start real easy then you could ask me to hit harder. That would drive him wild." "What is in it for me? I am just left in pain while he makes love to you. I feel used." "Do you like Josh?" "Yes of course. He is wonderful." "Alright then. If you volunteer I will take you to the store to buy a beautiful cocktail dress for you so he will know how lovely you are and on your next date you can stay out as long as you want. If he doesn't make love to you it will be your fault." I agreed enthusiastically even going as far as saying I would do it untied so he could be sure it was my idea. She took me to town and bought me a pretty white satin cocktail dress that bared my boobies almost to my nipples and clung to my little waist and big buttcheeks. She went even further by taking me to the beauty school where my hair was done and cosmetics applied. I suddenly realized the dress at $120.00 and the beauty school at forty would certainly add up to more than the limit he had set. I said, "Mom. I really appreciate the dress and makeover but you have surely spent more than $200.00. You will be punished." "Maybe but maybe not. He may be satisfied by your volunteering and if not he told me that since I punish you it would only be fair for you to punish me and I am sure you won't hit hard." "Well no harder than you hit me." "I'll remember that." We got home just before Rob and had put on the dresses to pose in front of the mirror. He walked in angry. Mom asked him what was wrong and he said,"I broke my $150.00 fly rod. I don't think it can be fixed." It was broken about four feet from the tip and he fit it together wondering aloud if he might be able to glue it together again. Suddenly he pulled it lose and slapped it down loudly on the coffee table. Mom and I jumped at the loud "Crack!" He said. It is no use!" but then he said, "I may be able to use it for something else" He picked it up and said he would be in the garage. Mom told him to hurry because he only had a little over an hour to shower and dress for dinner. He said, "This won't take long." He came back in in about fifteen minutes carrying the rod and showed it to us saying, "I thought it was time for something new to use on you." He had removed all the fishing line guides except the one at the tip which he had used to tie on six lengths of fishing line with split-shot lead sinkers on them to form a "V" formation as they hung down. Mom and I cringed especially me because it looked so much like the tip of the buggy whip that hade made deep red lines and it did not have the lead balls. Mom said, "Oh that is terrible. It could cut us!" "Only if it is used hard. You haven't done anything to have it used hard have you?" Mom said, "Oh no!" I thought she must be thinking of some scheme to lower the credit card debt." About that time Josh arrived in a limousine and had orchid corsages for both of us! Mom and I hugged him and Rob was impressed. Mom and I sat next to Josh in the limo while Rod faced us in the other seat. Josh pointed out a bottle of champagne in a silver bucket and asked Rob to open it and pour us some glasses. Rob was even more impressed and asked Josh what he did for a living. Josh told him he managed money for wealthy clients and was also on the board of the museum just for amusement and the opportunity to buy rare crystal he could often double his money with. Rob said, "You are obviously successful at what you do. Maybe I'll invest some money with you." Josh said, "Of course. I accept as little as ten thousand." That shut Rob up. I knew he was always complaining he was living from check to check thanks to the huge payments on his sports car, the house and now Mom's shopping. Dinner was fantastic. The french restaurant was in a former mansion and was beautiful. There was wine with every course and I was proud that I looked twenty-one and the waiter filled my glass without asking for I.D. We all got a little tipsy and when Rob told a story waving his arms for emphasis he spilled Mom's wine glass in her lap. She shrieked then told me to go to the bathroom to help her clean it. As we worked on the stain from the red wine she said, "You have to marry Josh. Do anything he wants to make him love you." "What if he wants to make love to me?" "That is no problem. You have been on birth control pills since you were twelve since you had menstrual problems. Just make sure he says he loves you before you let him and you say you love him to make him think that is the only reason you give in. It worked with Rob and it will work with him." We got out most of the stain then went back for another food course and more wine. Finally at the dessert course Josh said off handedly, "Incidentally one of my clients who was pleased with his profit gave me two gift certificates to his resort at Ocean Shores next weekend. I work seven days a week. Would you like them? They include meals and drinks. You could take Carla too. A third ticket is only $250.00." I realized how clever he was. He was sure Rob was too cheap to spend $250.00 on me. Mom said,"That would be wonderful. Rob and I haven't had a chance to be alone since our honeymoon. Carla will have to stay home to watch the house. Could you check on her to make sure she is alright." Josh grinned and said he would be glad to do it. I realized the club meeting was on that Saturday and I would be able to stay out as long as I wanted since I had all day Sunday and sunday night to rest up or maybe heal up if Josh had something special planned for me. When he brought us home Rob asked him in for a drink but Josh said he had already drank too much considering he and Rob had an early golf game. Mom made us some screwdrivers and suggested we get comfortable in our nighties but Rob said that he didn't want to get horny since he wanted to be rested for golf in the morning. He said that his converstion with Josh while we were cleaning Mom's dress revealed that Josh was quite wealthy and would be a good catch for me. I was relieved that he wasn't jealous thanks to his greed in hoping Josh may also make him rich. He also said, "Josh and I have a lot in common. He agreed the feminist movement was bullshit since it was against nature. For thousands of years Men have taken care of women and in return the woman pleased her man by being completely agreeable to anything he might want. He said he would never marry a girl with a mind of her own and that so far the women he had met had simply pretended to be docile until they thought he was under their spell when they would get pushy. He said I was lucky since my girls seemed very nice. He heartily approved when I said I punished you when you got out of line but wondered if you hated me afterwards. He seemed happy when I told him you knew you deserved the punishment and agreed to it with no argument even Carla who is not my real daughter. I may let him see me punish you. If I do I don't want you to put up any argument." To my surprise Mom said excitedly, "Oh would you punish me too? Naked and everything?" "No. Not punish. I told Josh you were willing to be spanked or whipped just to prove you loved me enough to submit. Could you do that?" Mom gulped and said, "It would be terribly embarrassing to get naked in front of him. Wouldn't you be jealous?" "No. I am proud of your beauty and would like him to appreciate it. To get you used to the idea of being nude I want you both to be wearing one of your little costumes when we return. Mom said "Oh I have an idea for a new one. I'll have it sewed up by the time you get home." He started out the door then stopped to say, "Oh incidentally Josh said that women should know they have been forgiven after punishment with great sex. We have been cheating Carla. From now on she will get sex as I do you." The thought evidentally made Mom jealous as she said, "No. It isn't right for you to have sex with Carla. She is your daughter." "Stepdaughter. But if you feel that way possibly Josh could do it and if he is not here you can provide thrills by eating her pussy." Mom looked stricken and said, "I couldn't do that. I guess you are right. She is just your step-daughter and we don't have to be worried about her getting pregnant since she has been on birth control pills since she had trouble with monthlies." I was thrilled. I would never have to feel jealous of her again." In the morning Mom and I left before Josh got there to shop for material and to return our dresses to lower the credit card bill. She found a long leather coat at Goodwill that was cheap and said it would be perfect. When we got home she had me cut it up in two inch wide strips that she hemmed up then overlapped the strips to sew onto elastic bands. When she was done she put it on me. The elastic held the strips above me nipples and just above my pubic bone. Then she had me walk around in it. It was incredibly sexy. As I moved the strips would slide on my breasts to give glimpses of my nipples and the strips at the bottom had separated to show naked areas between the strips on my round bottom and also opened and closed at each step to give glimpses of my pussy. As I walked I imagined his excited stares which made me excited. Then Mom said, "You should be totally naked like me." She ran off and returned with a dog clippers and shaving soap with a new razor. She had me lie back on the coffee table and pulled the bottom up on my stomach then began running the clippers over my pussy. The vibrations felt great and I said, "Oh that is exciting me." She grinned and said, "I know. I love it when Rob shaves me." She rubbed on the shaving soap which just brought me to a new level of excitement then pulled my pussy lips to make them smooth to get every hair. I laid there moaning as excitement built. I am sure I could have become orgasmic if it had lasted longer. She finished by wiping my pussy with a washcloth grinning as she said, "That really turned you on. You are practically dripping." "Oh yes. You could shave me every day." She helped me up to go look in the mirror. I looked incredibly naked. I was grateful for the tight slit of my pussy. I had seen other girls in the shower whose inner lips showed and I thought they looked ugly. I caressed it marvelling how soft and smooth it was and that it now seemed more sensitive. "Mom confirmed this by saying, "Even the little hair you had softened the sting of the whip. Now it will be more sensitive." That should have frightened me but I just closed my eyes and imagined the sting and tingling. We were ready too soon. It seemed forever waiting for them to arrive and we made a salad and sandwiches to kill time although there was a good chance they would eat in the country club restaurant. Mom showed me how we should pose in front of the door when they arrived with a strip pulled away to reveal a nipple and our legs open to show glimpses of skin on our pussies. Finally we heard a car in the driveway and assumed our poses waiting nervously. The door swung open and we were a hit! Rob said, "I told you I had them dress in costumes to entertain me at home but these are new. What do you think?" Josh said, "They are beautiful. I envy you having them so nearly exposed." Mom and I was thrilled by the compliment and I led them to the couch while she said that she had lunch ready. We had decided to serve them at the coffee table rather than the dining room to give us an excuse to bend way over to let the thongs fall away from our breasts. When Mom leaned over Rob put his hand under her skirt to squeeze her butt and said to Rob, "I am having them work out to an exercise tape. They are really firm. Feel them." Mom looked at him surprised but he just grinned and nodded so she went over by Josh to gasp when his hand slid under the thongs. Then it was my turn and I knew why Mom had gasped. He put his finger tips into my pussy to pull my lip tight into my thigh and open my slit to make me gassp and then moan as he slid up his finger to rub against my clit. That started a precedent and from then on whenever we served them a hand would squeeze either our butts or breasts to keep us excited. We had already eaten so we kneeled on the other side of the coffee table breathing deeply which let our nipples push the thongs aside ready to jump up the moment their coffee got low. I brought Josh a fresh cup and was holding it while he felt my breast but he startled me by pinching my nipple and I spilled some coffee narrowly missing his leg. Rob said, "You know you are punished for clumsiness. Get your whip." I went into our "Punishment room," then remembered I now had two choices. The thong whip and the new whip made from the end of his fishing pole were hung side by side. I stood there a moment wondering if I had the courage to withstand bravely the additional pain the pole would bring, then took the thong whip I was sure would not make me look cowardly. I brought it in then knelt to hand it to Rob but he said, "No. Give it to Josh. It is his pants you nearly ruined." I felt a burst of excitement knowing that he would make my punishment simply exciting and leaned over him to hand him the whip. He took it in one hand and began stroking my pussy with the other while I trembled then he had his own surprise. He said, "Of course you are right. Since I was the one wronged I should punish but I don't know how severe it should be. Since you said Mona would be willing to be whipped just to prove her love perhaps you may demonstrate on her." Rob said, "Good idea. I don't want her badly bruised. Mona go into the other room and put on the wrist cuffs so I can hang you up." Mom looked really frightened and whimpered, "Remember. I have done nothing wrong." and then turned to move toward the door but Josh stopped her by saying, Being hung up will not allow her to show us she is willing to feel the kiss of the whip. Wouldn't it be better if she just held a position you liked." Rob said, "Yes of course. Mona get on your hands and knees." Mom looked even more frightened and whimpered, "I am afraid I am not brave enough to do that." Rob said, "If you aren't I will hang you up to hit twice as hard so next time you will have the courage." She let out a sob and got on her hands and knees. but Rob made her get up again to face them and said, "You know you have to be naked for punishments." She sobbed again knowing any hope the costume would protect her was gone. Tears were in her eyes as she slid the bottom down then pulled the top down too to slide over her bare butt and make the thongs slide down her slit then stood there awkwardly as Rob and Josh stared at her until Rob said, "Hands and knees." Josh was impressed, "I have to give you credit Rob. Obviously she is frightened but she is complying without protest." Mom was on her hands and knees looking up at them with tears rolling down her cheeks. Rob straddled her shoulders then brought the whip down the curve of her left buttcheek with the ends digging into her thighs. She yipped but held the position as a mmatching one came down on the right cheek that made her eyes open widely then there were two more in the same places making a loud"Slap!" Then Rob went down on his knees to caress her butt cheeks as he said, "I know you have whipped women before but this is how I like it. See how the skin is very red but not so bad there will be bruises?" Mom let her back sink down obviously enjoying the caresses as Josh said, "Yes. her lovely white skin is now a pretty red." Mom smiled at him for the compliment but the smile faded when he continued to say, "Do you just spank their butts?" Rob answered, "No. They love that. For punishment you must hit more sensitive places." She moaned "No. Please no." as he straddled her butt and swung the whip down to have it go under her armpit with the ends jerking her breast. then backhanded the other side to make her rear up to show her red boobs until he pushed her head back down and hit them two more times. She pushed out her arms to let her boobs press into the rug to protect them as she moaned "Oh no more." That just made her butt to go up and make her pussy pooch out the back and Rob hit it. She rolled over on her back and Rob let the ends of the whip jerk at her lips wildly. He dropped to his knees to caress her tortured boobs and pussy and said, "It is over honey. Thank me for being so lenient." She did! She raised up and kissed him then said, "Thank you for not hurting me too much... Master." Josh was still caressing my pussy which was now wet and said, "Can you be that brave?" "Oh yes! You will be proud of me. You can hit me twice as much." I jerked off my costume and knelt on my knees to fold my arms on my head and suck in my tummy to say, "I am ready Master." Mom had pulled Rob's pants down to push him down on the couch and was sitting on his lap directing his engorged prick into her pussy as Josh said, "You are a big girl. You don't want a spanking do you?" I moaned "No.." even though I knew it meant the twenty lashes I had asked for would all be on my front. Josh noticed Mom and Rob staring as she gyrated on his lap so to avoid blocking their view he stepped behind me and I heard the whir just as a terrific sting and "Whap." jerked my right breast into my armpit. then my left one before moving to my side to hit them up, down and across to sting my nipples for ten lashes before saying, "Open your legs more." My boobs seemed to be on fire but I opened my legs and the whip jerked and stung my hairless pussy to make me yelp "Aoo," but I managed to keep my legs open and by about the fifth my pussy seemed to go numb to the pain leaving only excitement and incredibly I pulled my boobs apart and leaned back push my pussy out more to watch it jerk and squirm under the whip as if it belonged to someone else as orgasms made me shudder and moan until the tenth where he kneeled to lick my pussy while he struggled to get his pants off. Finally they were down to his knees and I fell back to wrap my legs around him to pull him into me. For the rest of the night it was just glorius sex. Once when neither Rob or Josh could get hard we laid in a circle with Josh licking my pussy while I sucked and licked Rob's dick while he licked Mom's pussy and Mom sucked on Josh. We drank strong screwdrivers between sex and we all got pretty drunk so Josh slept with me. By then nothing could get him hard again so we just cuddled naked until we fell asleep. On Sunday we were all hungover so Josh went home and we just laid around watching TV or napping all day. Mom and I wore robes as neither of us was interested in sex. Rob went fishing to relax. On monday I had recovered enough to feel really horny and wanted to see Josh but then I realized I didn't know his phone number or address. School was a bummer because It wasn't much kick to excite the boys since I was sure they wouldn't be ale to excite me. Just as I was about to go home wondering what Mom and I could do to excite Rob. I heard the intercom system tell me to report to the office. I went in to see my gym teacher, the coach, and the principal. The principal said, "Unfortuneately I missed the meeting wednesday. I thought we could make up for it this afternoon." I remembered how much he had hurt me and said, "No I don't want to. Mom may see the marks." My gym teacher said, "There will be no marks. Just great orgasms. Here have a little drink to relax you." She poured some vodka into a paper cup and then splashed in a little lemon soda. I sipped it wondering if I could trust them but then they began running their hands over me and removing my clothes until I got excited enough to stop worrying about it. Soon I was naked and lying face up on the principals desk while the principal and gym teacher caressed me to increase my excitement while the coach checked the school to make sure everyone was gone. I was led naked down the dim hall to the gym and placed under the big ropes the boys used to climb to race to the top. The principal got a bench while the coach went to a cabinet. While they were gone my gym teacher kissed and nibbled on my nipples while her fingers rubbed my clit until I was panting. The coach lifted me while the principal and gym teacher used duct tape to bind my wrists to the rope then I was let down to hang there with my toes brushing the floor. I looked over at the bleachers and imagined there were hundreds of people watching as the coach rolled over a bar bell and pulled my legs apart about four feet to tape my ankles to the ends to cause a stretch in my inner thighs. The principal ran his hands through my crotch letting his middle finger rub me from my anus up through my slit to my clitoris while he said, "Perfect. We can get to every inch of her." The coach went to a cabinet and brought back a handful of fly swatters. They each took two and began slapping me with them. I know it doesn't sound like much but they did sting deliciously especially since six of them hit me at once and when they began concentrating on my nipples, anus, and on my slit so open the inner lips could be hit I rapidly built excitement to a climax. I yelled, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" The coach pushed his dick into my pussy from behind just long enough to get it wet then pushed it into my asshole stretching it so much I thought it may tear as the principal stuck his dick into my pussy. I was completely filled inside as the gym teacher pushed her head between us to bite and pull on my nipples with her sharp teeth. All my erogenous zones were being stimulated at once and orgasms became so strong my body shook as if I had palsy until their dicks finally softened and slid out of me. I hung there panting and soaked in perspiration while they unwrapped the tape and let me collapse to the floor. I laid there caressing my body as little aftershocks ran through me while drinks were poured for everyone. I gulped mine down thirstily then the gym teacher said, "It is my turn." They pulled me up on my knees then she slid her head under me lying on her back and began licking my slit. Surprisingly it just felt good rather than exciting. The coach and principal began rubbing their slimy dicks against my cheeks. I took them into my hands and alternately licked and pulled them into my mouth until they were hard. The coach spread the gym teacher's legs to slide into her. She began to buck and lick and suck on my clitoris frantically as I sucked just as frantically on the principals dick. Orgasms were quaking my body when he shot his cum down my throat and pulled back. I held onto his butt and sucked frantically to get every drop until he yelled, "No more! You are killing me!" He pulled away my hands to escape and collapsed to a sitting position on the floor with a dazed look on his face. The coach grunted and made a final lunge that slid her tongue over my ass hole. He got off her and she slid out from under me to join them to stare at me pinching and pulling on my clit and nipples. The coach looked at me and said awesomely, "Jesus. You never get enough. Do you?" I moaned, "Oh yes. That was enough I am just letting myself down gradually." That was enough for them too, We went to the shower to wash each other with big sponges and a lot of soap It felt great but the men didn't get hard again so we dressed and went home. On the way home I realized I had lied. I weould have liked the sex and pain to continue until I lost consciousness. I stopped at the mail box to get the mail and noticed a letter from the store where she had bought our dresses. I told Mom about it but she said, "That is just the credit slip. Don't worry about it. Get your clothes off. Rob wants us naked when he gets home." I took them off knowing all the red was gone after the shower even the super white area of my hairless crotch. We had some time before starting dinner and Mom sat on the couch and began caressing herself saying, "Oh God I am so horny. I had a dream last night where dozens of men made love to me. Do you think that is weird?" "Oh no. That sounds very exciting." I was tempted to tell her that her dream could come true at the club but thought better about it. She might have become angry that I had allowed all those slutty things and it would be best if Josh would introduce them to the idea. I knew she would love it because she no longer minded more pain than just the slapping. Rob called to say he would be very late since he was going for dinner and drinks with clients. Mom was devastated but I really didn't care knowing that even if I was allowed to share him it wouldn't be very exciting after my experience that afternoon. She decided to finish a costume she had made for Rob then had me try it on. My waist was much smaller than his but my butt held it up as she demonstrated the flap at the front held up with velcro that she could just rip open to release his dick. That just made her more agitated as it reminded her she would not have sex then she had me try on a custume she had made for us. The bottom was just a "G string" in leather but she had sewn in a ridge that pressed into my slit. She tightened the strings to pull it even harder against me then brought her fingers under it to pull my lips apart. The ridge rested on my clit to make me gasp and I found just walking around made it rub against my clit to excite me. Then she put on my bra which was also leather and only a little bigger than my nipples. She showed me how she had glued in thumb-tacks she had dulled and when I walked again the movement of my breasts made the tacks rub against my nipples to add to the excitement I already felt from the bottom. I dropped on the couch and rubbed my crotch and nipples until I had a nice orgasm. Mom smiled and said, "It seems to work." and put on hers. She walked around pumping her hips and waggling her boobs until she also fell on the couch to pull the costume away to rub herself getting more and more agitated until she moaned, "Oh God. It isn't enough!" I said, "I know what you need!" and ran into the kitchen to get our flyswatter. I began slapping her nipples which were already hard and she stretched her arms over her head moaning, "Oh yes!" I kept slapping her boobs making them redder and redder until she slid her butt out to the edge of the seat and opened her legs. I took the hint and began slapping her pussy to make it red as she took deep breaths and pumped her hips to meet the swatter. She brought down her hands to pull the lips open to expose her clit and I hit it. I was amazed. Even I had not experienced that and I knew it must have hurt bad but she just yipped and closed her legs only to open them again even wider and pulled her lips to stretch them against her thighs. She began yelling, "Harder! Faster!" as her clit and inner lips became engorged and very red then she let out a scream and collapsed. She laid there taking deep breaths until she recovered enough to say, "Oh God! That was unreal! My clit is sending tingles all through my stomach." She asked for a drink and I got her one. By the time she finished it she had calmed enough to get up and kiss me saying, "Oh thank you. What made you think of the swatter?" I was not about to tell her of my experience so just said, "It just occurred to me that the little sting of it would help you get over." "Oh it is not a little sting on the clit. It really hurts but that just seems to make it more exciting. Would you like to try it?" "No I don't think so. It may be too exciting and I won't enjoy sex as much." "Oh God. You may be right. I can't get to orgasm with just my finger anymore. I am already spoiled. Now I almost wish I had not returned the dresses so I would be punished." She was satisfied and tired so she went to bed. I was not at all sleepy so I turned on the stereo to dance in the costume until I was excited then pulled off the costume to lie naked rubbing my clit but I found like her my finger was not enough and rubbed the bra on my clit until it was nearly raw before getting to climax. I went to bed thinking about what Mom had said. We had progressed from simple hand spankings to whipping and the increasing pain had only brought more excitement. I wondered where it would end then pictured myself stretched and bleeding from stripes of a whip like the pictures of slaves and shuddered that even that may be exciting. The next day it became obvious I had satisfied the people at school because my gym teacher simply patted my butt and whispered, " Thanks for yesterday." and the coach and principal just waved and smiled. The day was uneventful since it wasn't fun anymore to tease the boys since none of them had the nerve to try to touch me. I went home and picked up the mail. Mom's credit card bill was in it and I opened it out of curiosity. The bill was $240.00 and I told Mom. She said, "There has to be a mistake. I took back the dresses and it should only be a little over a hundred." She looked at it and saw she had only been credited for my dress. She was about to call the store when I suggested the letter may explain. She ripped it open to read that they would not accept the return of her dress since it had obviously been worn and was stained. They said they would hold it for her to pick up. She said, "Oh God. He will really hurt me!" "What's your problem. Yesterday you were wishing you hadn't returned the dresses so you could be punished." "Yes but he may want to use the new whip. It is awful. I just hit myself once to see what it would be like and look what it did to me!" She lifted her skirt to show six little purple bruises on her inner thigh barely missing her pussy. I was amazed. If I had wanted to test it I would have hit my butt that wasn't so sensitive. I said, "Of course it hurt. That spot is even more sensitive than our breasts. You know that! Also you know you bruise easily." I don't care. It would hurt anywhere. I'll hit you and you can see." "No you won't. I haven't done anything wrong and you know Rob won't let you hit me unless he is here." Oh god! what am I going to do. Maybe if I hid it I could get some money to at least get it under my limit of two hundred." "That won't work. You know he pays bills today and will be looking for it. You would be better off to confess and say you only did it to be pretty for him." "That may work. I wouldn't have gone over if I hadn't bought you a dress." "No. My dress was credited. Remember? You can't use me for an excuse." She tried other excuses but finally decided my idea was best. I went upstairs hoping she would be whipped so bad she wouldn't even want sex and I could have Rob to myself. I took off my clothes and started downstairs and heard him yelling at her. the last part was "and why are you wearing clothes. You know I want you naked!" You could hardly say she was wearing clothes. It was just the leather bottom with the ridge I knew she was wearing in an attempt to get excited before punishment. She got it off her and had just resumed her penitent kneeling position when I got to the bottom of the stairs and said, " Hi Rob. I guess Mama's been a baaad girl." He turned to grin at me to say, "Yes but she won't do it again. Forty dollars over her limit just earned her forty lashes. Go get the new whip." Mom began to cry and whimper, Please no. Not that one!" He ignored her but in spite of how mean she had been to me I felt sorry for her and hoped he realized how bad that whip could be. When I returned noting the weights were making the supple pole bend he was on the phone saying, "Hi Josh. Mona has been a naughty girl and I am going to try my new whip on her. You have never seen anything like it. Would you like to come over?" There was a pause and then, "Fine. I'll see you about eight." He told me to make us some sandwiches. Mom offered to help but he said, "No you just continue to kneel there and think about what is going to happen to you." We ate our sandwiches while Mom kneeled unmoving except for the time when he told her to open her legs more. He began teasing her by saying to me. "Look at how white her skin is. When we are done she will look like she is wearing a red bikini. Won't that be pretty." I murmured."I guess so." as mom sobbed knowing all the lashes would be falling on only her crotch, boobs and butt. then whined, "Please don't use that whip. Look what it did to me." She pointed out the bruises on her thigh and I said, "She couldn't wait to feel it." Mom said, "No! I just wanted to see if it was as bad as it looked and it is! I will be covered with bruises." Rob said, "No. Just your breasts, pussy, and butt." Mom wailed but I didn't feel sorry for her. She could have left him to go to her mother's to stay if she really was all that frightened. He decided to tease her more and got the whip to drag the weights over her nipples and through her slit as he said, "Imagine the sting here. and here." Then he had her lean back and balanced the whip on the top of her breasts saying, "Don't let it fall. That would cost you ten more strokes." Leaning back that way made her pussy pooch out and I tried to imagine how it would jerk and quiver when the weights hit it. It made me shudder and I said, "Rob. You can't hit her very hard.That whip is really nasty. I am sure she didn't hit hard when she made the bruise." "Oh I am not going to hit her at all. You are. It will give you a chance to get even for all those spankings she gave you." That wasn't really fair. I knew he encouraged the spankings and it was his idea to have me naked to make them worse but that was not my main concern. "Oh if I hit her she will more than get even with me. She might kill me!" Mom said nastily. "Keep that in your mind!" Rob turned to her and said "Shut up! Carla if she punishes you when I am not here I'll turn her into hamburger and as long as I am around she can only hurt you as much as I want you to be hurt." That wasn't much consolation since he had watched her hurt me bad with no protests but I thought I should stay on his good side. I pressed my breasts into his chest as I kissed him and said, "Thank you Daddy." I was wishing he was naked so he could get the full effect but he liked to stay dressed to add to our humiliation of being naked. About that time the doorbell rang and Rob rushed over to answer it and welcome Josh. He came in then went over to Mom to say "So you have been a naughty girl. Oo that does look like a nasty whip. May I?" He picked the whip off her boobs and Mom straightened grateful to relieve the strain of the bent position. He made the whip twitch to send the lead balls into her nipple. I knew it couldn't have hurt since the balls just pushed in her nipple to pop back out again but she flinched and he did it to the other one to make her flinch again. He said, "Oh it would hurt to hit your nipples wouldn't it?" "Oh yes! You wouldn't hit them would you?" "We haven't discussed that yet dear. I may not hit you at all but if I do I think I would like to hit you here." Then he flipped the end into her crotch the lead balls actually went into her slit then he jerked them up over her clit. She gasped and her eyes bugged although that shouldn't have hurt either. Rob said, "I think we have played with her long enough. How do you think we should tie her?" "Well I know one that would be interesting but how would you like to be tied Dear?" "I don't know. I don't care, just get it over with this is killing me." "Well since she doesn't care let's try a position I think should be good, for your approval of course, Rob." He led her into the punishment room and tied her ankles far enough apart to nearly get rid of the crease between her crotch and thighs then tied a rope around her waist to pull her up on her toes. He then pulled her forward by pulling on a rope around her wrists then must have planned this position because he pulled some twine out of his pocket to tie to her hair and then to the rope running from the ceiling to her waist. When he was finished she was bent over to make her pussy pooch out and open between her outstretched legs and her breasts were hanging down and swaying gently with her head up to face us. Josh said, "I like this position. When we are through she can be fucked in her ass or pussy from the rear and her face in the front. You would like that wouldn't you dear?" Mom said "Oh yes. Why don't you do that rather than whip me. I could give you pleasure." "Unfortunately you would like it too and you are here to be punished and on that subject you will note that her crotch is open to be hit from her clitoris to her anus and her breasts can be hit in all directions. Most men like to see breasts react violently to the lash and hers will move nicely. See?" At that he slapped the side and top of her breast to make it jump and continue to sway as she moaned and twisted. "Rob said, "I thought I would let Carla whip her. It should be interesting to see a naked girl whip another naked girl. Both of their breasts will be moving." "Oh I agree but I think we should pick each area to be hit with each lash and Mona should count to make sure we are not cheating her. Mom realized this could take a lot of time and she cried, "No! Please no. Just give me forty fast and get it over with!" I loved the idea because she would not be able to blame me since I would just be doing what I was told to do. Josh answered, "No dear. You don't want one area to be hit too much." Mom and I knew that wasn't true. If one area was hit enough the nerves would go numb to make it bearable but she was past arguing and let her weight sink the rope into her waist and just blubbered. Rob said, "We can take turns picking a spot. As my guest you may go first." "Alright. Lets start easy. put the weight on her left butt cheek." I actually cheated. I brought the thin rod across her right buttcheek to make the weight hit the left. She gave out an agonized "Aowww." I didn't think I had hit hard but there was a red line across her right buttcheek and a red blotch from the weights on her left. I realized she must have really hit herself easy because I made one blotch while she had left six little bruises. Josh caressed the red line and blotch and said, "Your home-made whip is marvelous. The thin but strong nylon shaft makes a nice stripe while the weights are pure genius." Rob said, "Thanks. Let's match her up with one to the other side." Josh led me to the other side obviously wanting the stripe as well as the blotch and said, "Carla wait for her to say 'Two' she may want to brace herself." I knew it would be bad to know exactly where the weights would land and even worse to have to ask for it by counting. I saw her butt cheeks tense and then she moaned "Two" I didn't hit as hard on that one and Mom just flinched and moaned but the men weren't happy with the pink line and individual spots from the balls. They debated over whether or not it should count and finally agreed it would but Rob said yo me, "If the rest aren't as hard as the first you will get six on your nipples." Mom moaned as I said, "Don't worry. The rest will be as hard or harder." The time taken in debate had let Mom recover and she looked at me hatefully and said, "You are enjoying this you bitch. You will get your turn!" Josh ignored her and said, "The outside of her left breast. See if you can make it slap the right." I stepped to her front and Mom looked at me defiantly and said, "Three, Bitch!" I hit her breast with just the weights but it jumped violently to slap against her other one then they kept swinging as she fought the ropes and blubbered. They loved that and had me hit the other one then I went to the back to hit each pussy lip to make Mom scream then we started over with her butt except in a white place. and then they had me hit her breasts at the cleavage to jerk them apart. Mom just gasped and jerked at the ropes. When I went to the back to hit her pussy something totally weird happened. When I hit her pussy the second time right at the edge of her slit juices spattered from her pussy. In spite of the terrible pain this was exciting her! This was confirmed as it went on because her cries just became gasps and moans and she began pumping her hips. I could hardly believe her. They kept having me hit her only on her breasts and pussy towards the last and there were no longer any white areas it had to hurt terribly but she only gasped and pumped her hips and tightened her pussy muscles which squeezed out juices. Finally we were at thirty eight. When Josh said right nipple she made no protest and immediately said thirty eight then only made a deep moan as the weights drove her nipple deep into her breast. She said thirty nine even before Rob could tell me to hit her other nipple but I knew where it should go and buried that nipple only to hear her moan "Yesss." When Josh said, "Clitoris" she let her back sag to push out her pussy even more then sighed "Forty." The weights went clear inside her slit with the end ones hitting her clit to bring a loud scream then a series of yips as Josh jammed his dick into her sopping wet pussy and jerked at her hips to drive her poor maroon butt into his thighs until Rob untied her hands to let him stick his dick in her mouth. Rather than hold on to his hips she grabbed her red nipples to pinch and pull at them savagely while he fucked her face by jerking her into him by her hair. I felt weak from the fantastic scene and sat on the floor staring at them until they came and untied her to lay her on her side on the rug. Josh must have known how bad it may be because he pulled a large tube of salve out of his pocket saying, "This will kill the pain in moments." He squeezed a big glob out in my hand and Robs and we began caressing it on her boobs, pussy and butt. She obviously enjoyed the caresses and in only two or three minutes said, "Oh it is all better now. I am only throbbing and that seems nice." I was completely in awe of her. Her boobs and pussy had swollen until the skin was tight and were a dark maroon that I knew would be just one big bruise but she was smiling. I said, "God Mom. You are awesome That had to hurt horribly but you became excited!" She said still a little dazed, "Yes I don't understand why. It hurt terribly at first but as it went on until the pain made me wish I could faint the pain began to lessen then turned to an exciting stimulation that made me want more until I began having orgasms and then when you hit my clit my whole body seemed to explode in the most fantastic orgasm ever. Josh fucking me while I sucked Rob just kept them coming on a smaller scale. I came when Rob first whipped me but that was different. The stings were light that brought on excitement right at the first like foreplay but I didn't get a powerful orgasm until he fucked me. This time the fucking just seemed to let me down easy." Josh said, "I can explain it. Athletes experience the same thing. The body will only accept so much pain then the brain triggers endomorphins and adrenalin to kill the pain and bring on a high. Runners call it 'The runners High' and it is the only reason they can take the pain of marathons. Since your pain was to erogenous zones the high became orgasms." Mom said, "Oh that frightens me. Does that mean that from now on I will only get orgasms from suffering?" I said, "Oh me too. I have learned to love the pain but I am afraid I may be hurt really bad." Josh said, "No you will still get orgams but it may take longer and they will be different. Let's experiment. You deserve a treat. Roll on your back and Carla can lick your clit. Only women know the best way to perform cunnilingus since they know exactly what feels best." I said, "Oh that is kind of sick to lick my own mother." but when she rolled over and spread her legs I knelt between them to pull her lips apart and let my tongue flutter on her clit until she was squirming and moaning. That excited Josh and he went behind me to hold on to my hips to drive his glorious dick deep inside me. I was close to orgasm and licking frantically when Rob straddled us and began lightly hitting the sides of my breasts with the weight just enough for a little sting and to make my boobs jump. The extra stimulation got me over just as Josh softened inside me and Mom moaned, "Oh enough." It wasn't enough for me and I raised up to take Robs dick in my mouth to suck him even after he came and it began to soften. He moaned and pulled it out of my mouth saying, "God. You have drained me." Josh said "Me too. I think I am ready to go home but I want to leave you with something to think about. I think Carla would make an ideal wife and you would be make a great mother and father in law. After a suitable engagement I would like to marry her." I said excitedly, "I'll marry you. I love you!" Mom said, "We'll have to think about it. She is only sixteen and has another year of high school. I certainly want her to graduate." "Yes of course. Even if we marry I want her to graduate as well but I need your permission since she is under eighteen so I'll let you think about it." He started toward the door and I went with him even following him out to his car even though I was naked I hugged and kissed him and said, "Don't worry they'll let me marry you. They like you and I love you." "You should think about something too. Have you ever been hurt as much as Your mother just suffered. Enough to make your brain cancel the pain?" "No I guess not. She never spanked me long enough but I don't need it. I love the pain you and Rob have given me." Well before I marry you I must know you will obey no matter how bad the pain is and I may have you fuck or suck someone you think is repulsive. Do you think you can submit to that?" "Oh it frightens me but I will do it for you. At least I know now that if it is too terrible it can be cancelled." "Good. Although I will allow other men to fuck you I never want you to do it unless I am there and approve. As far as pain is concerned You will find out Saturday. Think of the worst things that could happen to you and call me if you wish to change your mind." I knew I wouldn't and waved to him as he backed out bathing me in the bright lights of his car and didn't even care when a car went by and honked with a man in the passenger seat who whistled at me. I slept in and had to rush to get ready for school. Rob had already left and when I came downstairs Mom was staring at herself in the mirror and smiling. She turned when she heard me and just as I expected her boobs and pussy were blue with bruises. She didn't mind! She said, "Look at me. The bruises prove it really hurt but I was able to withstand it. Don't you think I was fantastically courageous." I said, "Oh yes. You were really brave. Everyone was proud of you." I wasn't mean enough to remind her that she had been tied and had no choice. I told her I was late and rushed out the door. At school the gym teacher asked me if I would like to stay after school but I told her the meeting was day after tomorrow and I wanted to save myself for it since Josh had told me I would be a feature attraction. She said, "Oh he must be planning something special. I'll be there!" When I got home Mom was already packing. She said Rob had found out that if they arrived at the motel after midnight they wouldn't have to pay an extra day so they planned to leave Friday to stop in Seattle to shop in the sex stores to see if they had something interesting. I said I would go up and get undressed but she said, "You can wear clothes. Rob said there would be no sex tonight so he could be rested to make love to me at the beach day and night." It was really boring with everyone clothed. Rob didn't even bother to look at me. I had really changed. A short time ago it embarrassed me to be naked now I hated not being naked and told them I was going to my room so I could at least get naked and caress myself. I thought about what Josh had said and tried to imagine myself being tortured but the worst thing I could think of was being cut by a whip like the slave and I was sure they wouldn't go that far. I realized I didn't really know much about S & M except what had happened to me. I decided to skip school to go to the college library which was the biggest to do some research. It was a disappointment. Most of the things were in the Psychiatric department which were boring since even the case histories were really minimal and the text treated it as some sort of aberration not even mentioning the orgasms possible. I moved on to tortures but they just sounded horrendous and the object was never to bring on sex. I decided that nothing he or the other people could do would be unbearable since I knew they couldn't cut or burn me since that may mean I would have to see a doctor. I decided to do some shopping to kill time since I was supposed to be at school. In one store I noticed some bored men stting in chairs across from the dressing rooms waiting for their wives. Just for kicks I picked up some panties and bras and accidentally on purpose left the drapes at the door open about six inches. I watched them out of the corner of my eye as I slowly took off my clothes then faced them naked to hold one panty after another over my crotch acting if I was just seeing how they would look. Even though my head was down I looked up to see the men had bulges in their pants and when I finally put on the tiniest pair and smoothed it over my pussy with my hand one man put his coat over his lap. Just as I bent over to slide them off making my shoulders waggle to make my breasts sway a salesgirl ruined our fun by sliding my drape closed. I couldn't open it again without being obvious so I dressed and put the panties back on the counter telling the sales girl that they were not what I had in mind. My strip had made me excited so I decided to call Josh to see if he could meet me but he said he had meetings until late that night and added, "Besides,I want to save myself for tomorrow. I plan to fuck you until you beg for mercy." Begging for mercy reminded me of the tortures and I said, "I won't be cut or burned Saturday will I?" "Of course not. You are too beautiful to scar. There are other women at the club who are already scarred if I decide I want to go to extremes." It worried me that he would be interested in "Extremes" but I put it out of my mind knowing it would not happen to me. Then I went to another store and saw the security guard that was at the club. I went over to him and said, "Do you remember me?" "Hell yes. How could I forget. You were great at the club." "No I mean when I was about ten and you made me take off my clothes." "Oh yeah. You have changed a lot though. Your boobs were still small and you were really bashful. You were blushing so much you looked as if you had been whipped. There weren't that many girls dumb enough to strip. I even remember I thought you had taken some earrings you were fondling. Do you still like earrings? I have some that didn't sell. I'll give them to you if you come down and strip again for me. It would be like the first time." I didn't give a damn about the earrings but stripping for him would be even more exciting than my peepshow. I remembered he had a huge penis and thought he may want to fuck me. I wasn't worried about saving myself for tomorrow. I thought women were really lucky. Men could only cum two or three times but we could do it until we simply got too tired. I said, "You couldn't tell anyone and shouldn't touch me. I am engaged now. My boyfriend might get mad if he heard about it." It suddenly dawned on me that I didn't really love Josh because if I did I would want to be loyal to him. I just wanted him for sex and so did he. He said, "Hell I won't tell anyone. I could get in trouble too. I put a new lock on the door. No-one can barge in on us." He led me downstairs and through the basement store room filled with boxes to a small office in the back corner." He locked the door then sat down behind a big desk and said, "Anytime you are ready." I removed my clothes slowly to make it last for both of us. I was proud I was exciting him so much he was stroking his pants over a huge lump even before my panties were off. I finished by sliding off my panties then stood in front of him with my hands behind my back and my legs open sucking in my tummy so much the muscles were trembling." He reached into a drawer and slid three boxes over to my side of the desk. I opened them to see they were huge medallions bigger and thicker than a silver dollar either gold or silver plated. I took out a gold pair and screwed the clamp on my earlobe but when I let it loose it was so heavy my earlobe stretched. I took it off to lay it back on his desk saying, "No wonder they didn't sell. They are way too heavy. In a little while my ears would ache." He said, "That isn't the only place to wear them." He picked up the earring then stepped in front of me and began screwing it on my nipple. The pressure increased until it hurt and I gasped, "Oh it is hurting me." He smiled and said, Yeah. That's what makes it good." He tightened it a little more then dropped it. It stretched my hurting nipple to make me gasp then he began screwing on the other one. I was whimpering from the pain by the time he was satisfied it wouldn't fall off then he stepped behind me and put his hands under my boobs to lift and bounce them. The earrings jerked and stretched my pinched nipples to make the pain radiate all through my breasts and I began to take little sharp breaths and shudder. He said, "If you like this you'll love the rest." He dropped to his knees and began screwing them on my pussy lips. That really excited me and I was panting when he turned me to face a mirror. The medallions were pulling my nipples down and stretching them and the weight on my pussy lips when I swayed my hips made my slit open and close. Then he put a hand down to lift and drop the ones on my pussy while he batted the ones on my nipples with his finger until I moaned, "Oh God. I am going to cum!" He stuck his finger in my pussy and said, "Yeah you are ready for my big schlong." He pushed down on my neck to make me put my hands on his desk then just unzipped his pants to cause a tremendous stretch as his dick burrowed into my tight slit. He began lunging and all the medallions jumped and bit to help me have one orgasm after another until he finally got soft and let his dick slide out of me. I felt stunned as he turned me around then grabbed the medallions on my nipple to pull me down to my knees as he said, "Clean up Mr. Joytoy so I can put him away." I licked and sucked him frantically hoping it would get hard again while he lifted and separated my breasts by pulling on the medallions while I used the hand not on his dick to jerk on the medallions pinching my pussy. That kept my orgasms going and his dick started to lengthen. I was disappointed when he dropped the medallions and stepped back to tuck in his dick and zip his pants. I moaned, "You can fuck me again. I'll get it hard again." "Naw. It takes me awhile to recover and they will miss me. Do you want me to help you take them off." "No. I am going to wear them home." I just slipped on my sweater and skirt and walked to the bus stop. On every step my thighs moved the medallions and I let my heels hit hard to let the ones on my nipples jerk. Walking up the steps to the bus made the pussy ones lift and drop to make me even more excited. I sat on the edge of the seat so they could hang and every chuckhole the bus hit made me gasp. People began to look at me strangely and finally an old lady said, "Are you alright, Dear?" I realized she must have noticed the agonized look on my face and said I was fine then self-consciously slid back on the seat. Now the medallions rested on the seat and I clutched my book bag to my chest so none of them moved and I calmed down. The walk from the bus stop to my house excited me again and I planned to beg Rob to fuck me even if Mom would have me whipped but they had alredy gone. I took off my clothes then exercised to the tape in front of a mirror to see my nipples and pubes jerking until I got so excited I flopped on the floor and used my fingers to get me off. When I took them off there was sharp pain as the blood returned but it soon went away after some caresses. I laid there idly caressing myself for awhile then thought I had better do some housework to get my mind off sex or I might actually wear myself out before tomorrow. There really wasn't much to do. I washed the dishes they had left and did some dusting then made myself a sandwich. It was only four oclock so I had hours to kill before it would be time to go to bed. I decided to exercise and put in the tape then thought it might be more fun to do them outside in the warm sun. I put on the short-shorts Mom had made me and pulled them up to tuck the seam into my slit and show the bottom part of my butt then put on one of the elastic tops that barely reached to the bottom of my boobs. I took my boombox out in the backyard which Rob had fenced to stop the nosy retired neighbor lady from constantly watching our house. I turned on some loud music and began doing aerobics. Just as I was doing the sidestraddle hop that was making my boobs jump and be exposed everytime I lifted my arms wondering what that would feel like with the earrings on me I looked up and saw a neighbor boy about twelve years old looking at me from his upstairs bedroom. That made it more exciting and I danced until I was all sweaty then sat on the blanket I had brought out and then laid back to stretch my arms back knowing that would pull the top up above my nipples. To my surprise he stared at me for a moment then ran off. I knew his folks didn't get home from work until about six-thirty and that wouldn't be why he had left so I assumed he had left to masturbate. I decided to give him a real show if he came back and took off the top and shorts and laid back on the blanket with my pussy facing his window. The sun really felt nice and I relaxed and may have gone asleep except I heard a sliding sound and looked at his house to see another window had opened and now four boys were looking at me. I felt proud I had excited him enough to call his friends and got up to do some more aerobics. I put on a good show for them but after awhile it became boring since they couldn't touch or fuck me so I picked up my stuff and walked back into the house. I realized I would be the talk of his class but it didn't bother me since I would seem innocent because of the fence and supposedly hidden. A little while later the doorbell rang. I put on a robe and answered it. The four boys were on the stoop! The neighbor boy said, "Hi. I'm Tim, your neighbor. We saw you dancing naked and want to see some more.If you don't do it we will show our pictures around and everyone will know you are a slut." He showed me a polaroid picture of me leaning over to touch my toes. My legs were open and my slightly open slit was pooching out obscenely. His threat was ridiculous. All I had to do would threaten to call the police for peeping at me in my private back yard but I acted frightened and said, "Oh God. My parents would kill me. I'll do anything you ask if you will give me the pictures." "Good. You can earn them one at a time. For that one take off the robe and dance for us." He had evidentally shot a whole roll. When they were seated on the couch he put a stack of pictures on the coffee table. I walked to the stereo and started the music then danced back to them slowly letting the robe open and then slide off my arms onto the floor. Tim said, "Come closer." I went clear up to the coffee table in front of them to shake my boobs and pump my hips. I smiled at their excitement as they rubbed the crotches of their jeans. Then Tim said, "You can have another picture if we can touch you." I moved the table out of the way and knelt at the center of the couch so close my thighs were touching the legs of the boys in the middle and reached back to hold onto the table. That was much more exciting as their hands roved over me and they finally got the nerve to pull on my nipples and push their fingers into my pussy. They didn't seem to have the nerve to ask for anything else so I said, "Would I get more pictures if I made love to all of you?" "One of his fiends said excitedly, "Shit yes. That would be worth two!" Ted frowned at him but gave me two then they odd-manned to see who would be first. I had to grin as the winner bashfully turned his back to me to take off his clothes. by that time I had laid on my back with my legs open and he practically dived on me to stick his cute little dick into me to pump furiously until he came in just a few moments. The next kid was ready and he was just the same and the third. Only Ted took his time but even he had not brought me to orgasm. They had no imagination to ask for a different position and were really quick but fortunately they recovered fast and by the time Ted came the first was hard again. When he got on Ted and another kid began squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples to get me more excited and by the time Ted had another turn I had managed a small but pleasant orgasm. They were really pleased and knelt beside me to stroke my body and give sweet kisses to my nipples then one boy said, "My big brother said his girlfriend had licked and sucked on his cock. Would you do that." "Oh I don't know. That sounds gross but if one of you put your dick in me from behind and two of you played with my breasts it may get my mind off it." They quickly agreed and gave me two more pictures. Amazingly the boy who had suggested it was already hard and Ted said "I get to fuck her first." They took turns with a boy leaving my breasts to be sucked. They were really different than men they all were able to cum twice more once in my mouth and another in my pussy. They were evidentally satisfied completely or had run out of ideas because they just laid beside me stroking me and fondling their soft dicks but there were still four more pictures on the coffee table and I thought I would see if they could get excited one more time. I said with a phoney sob, "I feel so guilty about this. I should be whipped like a naughty child." Ted's friend said, "Oh God that would be great! I got to give me girl cousin a birthday spanking. It was really exciting to see her squirming as her butt turned red." Ted said doubtfully, "You wouldn't let us do that would you? It would hurt." I said, "I guess I deserve to be hurt. If you gave me the rest of the pictures you could use your belts all over...Even my front." They all jumped up to run to their pants to pull out their belts and came back with the pictures. I said, "Ooo the belts will sting. Maybe you should use you t-shirts to tie my hands to the chandelier so I won't try to get away." They loved that idea and one of them clambered up on the footstool to tie me while I stretched my arms up as high as I could. They stood there a moment staring at my stretched body in awe then one of them said, "How many spanks should we give her?" Ted said, "Gee I don't know. It would take quite a few to cover her back and front." I said, I am sixteen. Why don't you give me a birthday whipping?" I said "Whipping" on purpose to get them away from thinking spanking which would just be on my butt. One boy said increduously, "You mean sixteen for each of us?" "I guess so. Isn't that the way birthday spankings work?" He said excitedly, "Yeah! Should we odd man to see who is first?" "I said, "Oh that will make it last too long. Why don't you all hit me at once." They loved that and formed a circle around me to slap me with their belts then move on to hit a new place. At first they just hit lightly to make a little sting on my butt, thighs and stomach but it was still exciting. When my only reaction was faster breathing they became braver and hit harder but even then I just made little gasps as excitement rose higher. Finally Ted got brave enough to hit my boobs. When I just moaned without protesting they all got braver and began concentrating on my boobs and pussy until orgasms began. No-one was counting and I think they may have gone on forever but then the tip of a belt slipped into my slit to hit my clit at the same time another stung my nipple and I screamed as a powerful orgasm ran through me. Ted looked alarmed and said loudly, "That's enough! We really hurt her." They untied me. I was so weak from the orgasm I sunk to my knnes. They began kissing me and apologizing for hitting so hard. They were so concerned their dicks were soft so they dressed and left. Ted gave me one more kiss then said,"I'll be watching for you." I said, "Maybe." He smiled knowing I wasn't mad at them and left. I heard his friends yelling in excitement when the door opened. I just knelt there until all the aftershocks were gone and I was breathing normally then I suddenly remembered Josh was picking me up the next day and would be mad if I was bruised. I jumped up to look in the mirror and saw that I was just red like a sunburn on my butt, thighs, pussy, stomach and breasts. I felt hot so I took a shower to cool off and wash all the cum that had leaked down my thighs. Then I went down to get the pictures and took them to bed with me. I looked great! As good as the girls in calendars and was so proud I pasted them into my photo album before I went to sleep. The experience must have exhausted me more than I thought. Even though I went to bed early I still slept until ten. I got up to inspect my body carefully in the mirror and was relieved to see it was back to normal. I was tempted to go out in the backyard naked to show Ted I was alright but I was afraid he would come over and I knew if he wanted to whip me again I might let him. It suddenly dawned on me that I didn't know when Josh would pick me up or what I should wear. I called him and he said he would pick me up about one since there was a barbecue before the meeting. He suggested I wear my leather thong costume with a rain coat over it until we got to the party. I spent the rest of the time showering and getting my make-up perfect then put on the costume to arrange the thongs to let me nipples peep out between them and the bottom to let my slit show when I walked. I practised poses and walking with an exaggerated sway of my hips to keep the thongs moving Josh finally arrived and I ran to him to kiss and hug him. He slid his hands under the thongs to rub my butt and pull me into him. He was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt and I could feel his dick pressing into me. I sighed and said, "Oh that feels nice." "Well it may not feel so nice later.You are going to prove how brave and obedient you are by volunteering to suffer. You won't be tied. Do you think you can do that?" I remembered that no matter how bad it was it always ended with orgasms and said, "Oh I am sure I can. You will be proud of me." "Just remember that if you don't obey you will be tied and your ordeal will be much worse. Now put on your raincoat and get your whip." I slipped it on and ran in to the room to get the thonged whip but he said, "No. Get the other one." "Oh no. Please? It will bruise me and my parents will see them." "That's alright. I told Rob that when they returned you would agree to anything and your mother suggested I use the new whip since you had enjoyed hitting her with it." "Oh no! It wasn't my fault. You told me to use it." "Yes but you liked doing it and the thong whip just excites you. It won't be a true test unless it really hurts." I got it reluctantly then put it on the floor of the car on the way there because just holding it reminded me that it would soon be making me sob as it had Mom. We parked the car among many others then he led me around to the back of the house. There was the same group except now my principal, Mr. Walters was there. The women wore costumes as brief as mine or string bikinis while the men wore shorts. I saw a man in leather shorts with a flap Like the ones she made for Rob and wondered if she had copied the idea. It seemed strange. People were milling around and talking with drinks in their hands as if it was a church picnic or something. No-one seemed particularly excited and the women giggled as they spashed around in the pool. I didn't feel that way at all. I was holding tightly to Josh's arm and facing later with a combination of dread and excitement. After a little while he pulled my hands off his arm and said, "Go mingle with the other guests. If they want to fondle you, let them but don't fuck or suck anyone without my permission." I got myself a drink and began to greet everyone. I didn't have to introduce myself since most of them had seen me at the last meeting. Almost everyone lifted my skirt or top to fondle me but it fightened me more than exciting me because they would say whatever they fondled would soon be red or shuddering under the whip. Then one girl said, "Oh you are so white. It will make a wonderful contrast with the maroon your tits and pussy will become. Josh has bragged about how brave you are. You had better be. If you are cowardly they will do terrible things to you. I know. I begged for mercy and this is what they did to me." She unsnapped her bra and panties to let them fall off and I saw skinny lines of white scars on her breasts and pussy. I said, "Oh God. What did they do to you?" "They whipped me with little steel cables until blood was running down my stomach and legs and I passed out. But I deserved it. I had been warned to be brave and had only been whipped with a thong whip when I begged. Now thong whips seem pleasant because they don't cut. Cuts hurt for a long time." I shuddered and left her to go to another girl whos said, "Hi. I remember your great boobs. Let's see them." She pulled down my top to hang around my waist and began pinching and pulling on my nipples until they hardened from the stimulation.Then she said, "You have perfect little pink nipples. They will love making them bob. Don't make the mistake I did. When it began hurting real bad I put my hands over them and wouldn't let go. They got mad and tied me to that tree over there and for the rest of the night whenever they wanted to put out their cigarette they pushed them into my nipples. Mine aren't cute anymore." She pulled down her top and her nipples were terribly scarred even past them to make white wrinkles as big as a silver dollar. I shuddered and said, "God! How could you stand it?" "I couldn't really. I kept fainting but when I came to they would do it again." "Oh that is terrible. You should have had them arrested." She laughed and said, "Are you kidding? The chief of police, the sheriff and the prosecuting attorny are all members. If I had complained I would have been killed. I saw a girl who had just threatened to complain be whipped with barbed wire until she died." "Why are you here? Why don't you run away?" "I didn't get a chance for awhile since my master kept me in chains and then I found as long as I was completely submissive I wasn't hurt any more than it took to bring on great orgasms. I often beg to be whipped now. It is really exciting to have a lot of people staring and yelling while you are whipped isn't it?" "Yes I fantasized about it before it finally happened but I don't want to be scarred. I am really proud of my body." "You won't be if you don't give them a reason. Just remember never to disobey a command. As bad as it may seem it can be much worse." I left her really shaken. Everyone started filling plates but food did not appeal to me at all. I looked around for Josh hoping he may ask me to do anything so I could prove I would obey and then to my horror saw him talking to Gus, the security guard. If he told Josh about the earrings I might be killed. Josh could just tell my folks that I had run away and the police would concoct some story to confirm it. When Josh moved on I went to Gus and said, "You didn't tell Josh about the earrings did you?" "No. He seems to love you and is jealous. He said this may be the last time he lets anyone fuck you. But you will still suck or fuck me because if you don't I will tell him how anxious you were to strip to have me put the rings on your nipples and pussy. My address is in the phone book. Wednesday is my day off. I will expect you to be there at nine am. Wear the earrings. All of them." I didn't bother to argue. The thought of him telling Josh terrified me. I just said "I guess I have to." and left him. I didn't want to talk to any more women afraid I may hear more terrible stories so I walked over to the man in the leather shorts with two othe men to ask him where he got them. He said that his wife had bought them at a sex shop in Seattle and that she liked to pull them open with her teeth to suck his dick. Then he said, "Your costume is sexy but I would like you better naked." He pulled down my bottom to let it fall to the floor and then the top to leave me standing there naked and blushing then all three of them began to fondle me. I quickly became excited and it was confirmed when one of the men with two of his fingers in my pussy grinned and embarrassed me by saying, "The little slut is really getting wet!" The man in the shorts pinched my nipples and pulled them up to force me onto my toes to try to relieve the pain. He said, "You have made me hard. Pull open my shorts and suck my dick." I whimpered through gritted teeth, "I can't unless Josh says I should." He yelled at Josh and when he came over he said, "Your little bitch refused to suck my dick!" Josh said, "Yes I want to save her for the meeting. You will get your chance." He led me away stopping me when I reached down for my costume by saying, "Leave it. I want to show you to a client." He led me over to a man about sixty years old standing with a pretty girl a little older than me. He introduced me and the man said, "She is pretty but a little plain. You should get her some jewelry. This is my grand-daughter Pam. I adopted her when her parents were killed. Pam show them your pretty jewelry," She reached back to unsnap her top to let it fall gasping as chains that had been tucked into it fell and jerked at two huge gold rings pierced through her nipples. She smiled as I lifted the chain and tugged gently at a ring to see if it was just pinching her or had actually been put into holes. The hole became oval shaped to prove it went all the way through as she gasped at the stretch to her nipple. I said in shock, "Oh God that must have hurt. It hurt me just to have my ears pierced." She said, "Oh yes. He whipped my nipples with a riding crop for a long time to make them numb but the nails still made me cry." The man said, "I am so proud of her. She held her breasts over a wood block to let me hammer in the nails." I gasped, "Oh you must ne incredibly brave." She said, "It helps to know that he will more than make up for the pain later with this." She began rubbing his crotch and incredibly the head of his dick appeared at the waistband and then continued to grow until it had gone past his belly button. It must have been nearly a foot long and as thick as my wrist. I looked at it in awe and said, "Oh God. Will all of it fit inside you?" "Oh yes. I stretch for it. I can feel it all the way to my stomach." He said, "Enough. I want to save it for later. Some other women want to experience it too." She whimpered, "Oh that makes me so jealous." He ignored her then said, "The rings are fun to play with. See?" He took the chains in his hands then pulled her breasts out to the sides so far they became cone shaped then slapped them together to make a loud "Slap." He kept doing it while she held her hands behind her and began panting until she begged, "Oh please fuck me." He just dropped the chains to make them jerk at her nipples and said, "Later. You know I decide when you can have sex." He led her away by the chains and I said, "Oh that is kind of sick to do that to his own grand-daughter." "Not really. She loves it and he needs someone young to get that huge dick hard. He takes very good care of her." He led me over to others encouraging them to fondle me by saying, "See how nice and firm she is." I became very excited and said tremously, "Oh I neeed you." He just smiled and said the sun is going down and you will have all the sex you can stand. I am going to tell them that this is their last chance to do anything they want to you with no arguement from you. To prove I mean it and your bravery you will stand with your hands on your head while I whip you into extreme excitement." That meant he would not be hurting me terribly which only made me more excited and I suddenly remembered my whip was still on the floor of his car. "I said excitedly. We forgot my whip. Should I get it?" "No. That will only be used if you object to anything. I will just use the thonged whip." That really relieved me. I could think of nothing I would object to and my excitement rose as I imagined the stings of that wonderful whip." People began wandering into the house and we followed them.when everyone was inside Josh led me up on the stage. He said, "As most of you kow I have become engaged to my beautiful slave, Carla. I think I may become very possesive for awhile so to make up for it tonight she is all yours. She will do anything you ask no matter how humiliating, repulsive. or painful. I only ask that she not be scarred. I want to keep her pristine unless she deserves harsh punishment. Just to warm her up she will stand quietly with her hands on her head while I redden her body from her armpits to her thighs." He put me in position sideways to them so they could see both the whip landing and my reaction. He started on my back at my shoulder blades. It didn't hurt terribly but it was not very exciting either since it was so far from an erogenous zone. The audience loved my flinches when it hit that made my boobies jump. He finally got to my butt and thighs and excitement rose as he continued on my front starting on my thighs and finally one across both nipples that brought me to that terrible,wonderful feeling just before orgasm. I strained to push out my breasts for the next I know would push me over the edge into orgasm as people cheered. He dropped the whip! I whined, "Oh no! Don't stop now. I am almost there!" I needn't have worried. The crowd cheered and then two men grabbed me to hug me between them and stick their dicks into my pussy and anus at the same time. I began having orgasms then they came and two more men replaced them and then two more as I went into powerful orgasms that seemed to drain me. That evidentally satisfied the horniest men because they let me lie on the floor panting and moaning as little aftershocks made me body pulse until I finally calmed down. Then a woman said, "We know you can get orgasms from the whip and fucking. Let's see you do it with masturbation." That was humiliating but the humiliation just made it more exciting so I used the middle finger of my right hand to rub my clit as I squeezed my breasts and nipples with my left just as I did in my bed but the woman didn't like my method. She told me to use two fingers of each hand to pull my lips widely apart so they could see inside and rub and squeeze my clit with my thumbs. She said, "Ooo. Your pussy is really flexible. Move your hands out of the way." I put them on my breasts and she slid all four of her fingers into my pussy using her thumb on my clit as I panted and squeezed and pulled on my boobs. She folded her thumb into her palm and forced her whole hand inside me. I would never have guessed that would be possible. My lips were stretched tight but then there was a stretching inside when she made a fist. She began pumping her fist into me so deep I felt her bracelet then pulled it out to the knuckles to put me into near orgasm. Just as I was in that terrible moment just before the release of climax she pulled out her fist and said, "You do it!" I did! I beat my fist inside with my thumb beating on my clit until I had an orgasm so strong I collapsed to the floor nearly fainting. They just watched me lying there squirming for awhile then someone gave me a drink. I drank it down greedily and someone handed me another.I drank it more slowly then my body felt innervated which was explained when the man had given me the drink said, "I put enough speed into that drink to keep her hopping all night." Another man said, "She has had enough fun. It is our turn." He pulled me up on my knees and stuck his dick in my face for a blow job but it wasn't really. He just grabbed my hair to jerk me forward and back to fuck my face and then humiliated me by pulling out his dick when he came to splash it on my nose and cheeks. then there was another man and then women until their juices was running down my face and dripping on my breasts. It seemed endless I don't know how many used me before they let me fall over on my side and gave me another drink. Then a woman said, "She is a mess. Lets clean her up." They took me outside and lifted me up to tie my wrists to a soft rope hanging from a tree limb. Suddenly freezing water hit me from a hose and nozzle. My toes barely reached the ground but I used them as best I could to try to dodge the stream that was indenting my body. They laughed at me! Someone said, "That really makes her dance!" and another said, "Yeah look what that high prssure does to her tits and pussy." My poor boobs were being compressed and pushed in all directions and the lips of my pussy were flapping like a flag in a windstorm but the worse thing was the cold. They finally got bored and turned off the water to watch me hanging there shivering as if I was having a fit. Someone said, "The poor baby is cold. Let's warm her up." They began jerking switches off the willow tree I was hanging on then fought for position so as many of them as possible could hit me at once. My cold skin seemed to make it worse and it was all I could do to keep myself from begging them to stop. The switches and my struggles to dodge did warm me though. In fact my body became soaked in perspiration as stings hit me everywhere and alway on my breasts and crotch. Incredibly the pain lessened and I went into orgasm. They took me down and led me back inside. I passed a mirror to see I was covered with red stripes. My gym teacher, Miss Sador said, "Oh there are still a lot of white places. We need to even her up." I whimpered but didn't protest knowing if I did they might want to use a wire whip or even burn me. They decided to combine sex with pain. While I was on my knees sucking a man others hit my back butt and thighs with anything they had from riding quirts to paddles and my back began to burn as well as sting. Someone said her back is red enough and a woman came up to pull back my head by my hair to put my nose in her rectum and my mouth over her pussy. I reached up to hold her waist as I licked frantically to get her off as soon as possible before I smothered while stings began all over my front. Then there was another woman and another until even the speed couldn't keep me from getting weak and my hands slid down her legs until I was lying on my back feeling my boobs and pussy twisted around by their whips. Josh must have been watching because I heard him say, "She has earned a break." Two men carried me to a couch to lie on and then someone gave me a drink. Women began caressing my red front with their soft hands. It felt wonderful and I smiled as the pain went away. I felt lips and tongue on my pussy and lifted my leg over the back of the couch to give her full access. I think I amazed everyone. After all I had been through I began to moan "Yes oh yes. as her tongue licking and fluttering on my tender clit that had felt whips brought me to orgasm. Miss Sador licked and sucked on my nipples then said, "I think she has nearly proven herself. I suggest one more test then we let her go to sleep. Would you like that Carla?" "Oh yes. I am really tired." "You are very courageous. Only the cold water made you scream. I may make you scream again. Do you agree to the test. It will just be twenty lashes." I thought my ordeal would be over in just minutes and quickly agreed saying, "Yes. I will do it for Josh. I want him to be proud of my courage." "Good. I will get you into position." She pulled me up so my head was hanging over the armrest and my boobs were pushed up then put a pillow under my butt and pulled my left leg over to the coffee table and lifted my right over the back of the couch to make my slit open. She said, "Put your hands around the base of your boobs and squeeze them. You may scream if you like but after each lash you are to say, 'Another.' Do you understand?" "Yes... mistress." She picked up a riding quirt and brought the leather thong at the end down hard on my left nipple. It hurt terribly and I convulsively squeezed my breast and screamed then whimpered until she said, "Well?" I moaned, "Another" and she caused just as much pain to my left nipple but I was able to whimper, "Another." without being prompted. The quirt came over my belly button to slap the end right on my exposed clit. The pain was unreal and I twisted to my side moaning but when she said, "Well?" I rolled back on my back and whimpered, "Another." She hit my left nipple again but it had become a little numb so it wasn't as bad and I was able to say "Another." with only a small delay. She followed that same pattern but I guess I must have reached the point Mom had because it became exciting. I began to yell, "Another." faster and faster and when all of the last four hit my clit I had an orgasm so strong I fainted. I don't remember going home. I didn't wake up until the next morning with Josh lying naked next to me. My nipples and pussy were throbbing so I got up to look at them in the mirror. My nipples were nearly black and when I spread the lips of my pussy the inner lips and my clit was black too. The inner lips had swollen enough to force them through my slit. I gently touched them happy that there was only the throbbing which didn't seem unpleasant. I went back to bed and pulled off the covers to lick and suck on his soft penis. It woke up before he did. By the time he opened his eyes wide and said, "What!' his dick was so hard it was throbbing. I straddled him to gently slide his dick past my engorged lips and said, "Are you proud of me. I did it for you. I would have even done more if I hadn't become so exhausted." "Yes. I am very proud of you and love you very much. I will make it up to you and we will marry on your summer vacation." I kissed him and said, "I love you too." then began slowly twisting my hips and raising and lowering my body. He said, "That feels wonderful. Your pussy is so tight it feels like a wet hand is squeezing me." "That is because it is swollen. Sometime you can make it swell up again." "Oh no. You have proven yourself. Now I only want to please you." He tried. He took me to a store and bought me a new tiny bikini swimsuit and then we went to a lake to swim. It was pretty and nice but the only thing I liked is when he would point out men or boys who were staring at me hungrily. After a couple of hours I got bored and suggested we go home so we could make love. At home I jerked off the bikini wondering if he had thought of something new and thrilling to do to me but he just kissed me all over even licking my pussy then fucked me. It was pleasant but not exciting enough to let me have an orgasm. When he came he gave me a deep kiss then said, "See I can be nice when you are good." I said, "You don't understand. I don't want you to be nice. Thousands of men would be nice to me. I want to be your slave. Wait here. I'll put on a slave costume." I ran upstairs and screwed the medallions on to my nipples and pussy lips as tight as I could stand and trotted down the stairs thrilled at the way they jerked at me. He loved them saying, "God that is wild. Where did you get them." I lied and told him I had found them at a thrift store and had tried them on to find they were too heavy for my ears but would be thrilling tugging at my nipples. He was fascinated and lifted them to let them drop. He saw my grimace and said, "Do they hurt?" "Yes they are supposed to so I can prove I will suffer for you. I will dance for you." I turned on the stereo to a rock and roll station with a fast song. I danced the whole song shaking my breasts and pumping my hips to make the medallions rip at me until I was near orgasm then went to him and said, "Now fuck me." His crotch rubbing the medallions pressed them into me and pulled at the lips while he pulled on the ones at the nipples until I was squealing in ecstasy. I came at least three times before he came and kissed me saying, "I have created a monster. You don't enjoy just straight sex any more do you?" I kissed him and said, "I guess you have spoiled me. I had no idea I could become so thrilled." He grinned and said, "I have my work cut out for me. I am going to have to get creative to come up with new methods to thrill you." Oh yes. I will be excited just imagining what you may do to me. You won't hurt me teribly will you?" "No but I will bring you up to all you can stand. Now get dressed. I am hungry and crave chinese food." I wanted to leave the choice of my clothing to him to emphasize my slave stus and asked him what I should wear. I was thrilled when he told me to put on my shortest skirt and a half-shirt with no underclothes so he could fondle me if he felt like it. At the last moment he said, "Don't wear anything you can see through because you will be in public." I ran up to dress and chose a wool skirt Mom had hemmed up and had cut off the waist to make it into a hi-hugger and that was loose enough to pull up easily and then a wool sweater that went just below my boobs with the sleeves cut off and a vee neck to show cleavage. It was a great choice. As soon as I walked I felt the rough wool tickling my nipples and sliding on my bare butt but I worried a little about what he had said. All the terrible things that had been done to me had not been more than I could stand." When I got into his car he told me to pull up my skirt so my bare butt was on the leather seat. It really felt sensual and of course that caused the front of the skirt to barely cover my crotch to make it easy for him to get his hand underneath the skirt. It was a nice day so he put down the top and told me to put my arms on the top of the back rest. That raised the sweater so I could feel a breeze on the bottom part of my boobs. Just before we left he told me to open my legs and that is the way we drove to town. It was thrilling! My nipples rubbed on the sweater at the slightest bump as my ass warmed the seat to make the leather feel like skin. In a litlle while my arms began to ache and that made me think of Christ being crucified. I closed my eyes and imagined myself naked on a cross with people yelling at me and throwing rocks at me. I stretched my arms further back to increase the illusion which raised the sweater over my nipples. I was suddenely brought back to reality when a horn honked beside me and I opened my eyes to see a truck driver beside us grinning at me. I was embarrassed and brought down my arms to cover my boobs. Josh grinned and said, "You really like to show off. Don't you?" I told him about my fantasy and that I had brought back my arms to increase the illusion rather than expose myself. He said, "My God. Does something that extreme excite you?" "Well in a different way. I feel guilty for all the things I have done and that occured to me as atonement." "You don't have to feel guilty. You have done those things to please me." "Yes that is true but I feel guilty because it thrills me so much I might do it even if you didn't request it. I am a little worried. I seem to be thrilled by much more pain than I ever imagined. Will you take care of me so I don't have to go to a doctor?" "Yes. You are lovely and I don't want you scarred but you may be surprised at how much pain can be given without causing permanent damage." That relieved me and on the way home I pulled his hand into my crotch to rub it as I imagined myself in dungeons being stretched on a rack like a picture I had seen in the library. I was really wet when we pulled into the driveway and was disappointed to see Rob's car in the driveway. They thanked him for the weekend saying the food was wonderful and the weather and beach was great but had eventually become bored since they didn't have enough privacy for Mom to scream which may have brought help. Mom said, "The high point is when we found a nude beach but even that became boring since I was only one of dozens of naked women and nobody paid a lot of attention to me. The men didn't even have erections so we decided to come home." Then she said, "Oh we stopped at a sex shop and bought some things. I'll get them." She ran out to the car and brought in some bags. She began taking things out showing us a vibrator to demonstrate it had three speeds, and some clamps with small chains to put on nipples or pussy but they had weak springs and flat ends I knew wouldn't hurt. She brought out tiny panties and bras but what caught my attention was magazines with girls on the cover hanging from chains or straddling chains that were pulled up so far into their pussies there was a wrinkle by the pubic bone. I browsed through them imagining my self in the girl's positions then gave it to Josh saying it may give him ideas. Mom said, "There are ads in the back for people like us. Even clubs. Maybe we should contact them. there is a story in there where a girl went to a club where a lot of people fondled her and fucked her and even whipped her. It sounded awful exciting. Even Rob is interested since he would get to see other women like me and Carla." Josh said, "That could be dangerous. You could find a crazy man or couple. I know a girl who answered one of those ads and no-one has seen her since." Mom was unconvinced, "Maybe it excited her so much she didn't want to come back." It doesn't matter. There is a club right here in town. I didn't plan to tell you until I was sure you were both ready but it appears you are. Mom said excitedly, "Oh just the thought is making me wet. When can we go?" "I want you to be sure. Carla can tell you the initiation may be more humiliating and painful than you want. She can tell you about it and if you still want to go the next meeting is Saturday evening. I am going home now. Call me if you are sure you can be a slave." After he left Rob made drinks and told us to get naked since it had been a long time since he had seen me. He sat on the couch and she kneeled between his legs and I told them about my experiences at the club. Mom demanded every little detail. Even though I told her some of the things hurt terribly and that it was humiliating to have to suck men or women whether they were appealing or not she just got more excited. Rob seemed impressed by that saying, "You mean I can have any woman I want suck me?" "Oh yes. Even more. You can have one suck you while another licks your balls and asshole while you whip a third girl's breasts. I saw that happen." Mom began rubbing her pussy as she said, "God it would really be humiliating for a woman to suck you while you whipped my breasts. I would really be a slave." Just remembering made me excited too and I said, "I can give you an example of what happened to me. I had to kneel and then lean back to hold onto a woman's hips to lick her pussy while people whipped my front. Would you like to get your whip and try it?" "Oh yes. We could only have straight sex since the walls were so thin. I couldn't get to orgasm." She ran into the bedroom and must have had to make a decision because she was in there awhile obviously looking at the thonged whip and Rob's homemade one that I had hung up grateful that Josh had never used it. I was sure she would choose the thonged whip since she had no idea how many lashes she would have to take. She brought out the rod with weights! She said excitedly, "I decided that to be sure Rob should use this whip. Surely they don't have anything worse." I knew what that would do to her since I planned to make her take them until I came so I was honest and said, "You don't have to use that one. They only use thong whips, straps, paddles or quirts, None are that bad." "Good. If I can take this their whips will just excite me. They will think I am really courageous." That bothered me. I was thought of as being very courageous. She may upstage me. I hoped she would be hurt so bad she may change her mind. I said, You had better do a good job licking me because Rob will whip you until I cum." She just moaned and nodded her head then knelt with her back to me and slid her face between my legs.I planned to think of other things even do math problems in my head but I couldn't. It was just too exciting to feel her tongue licking my clit and pushed into me as the weights dug into her breasts to bury her nipples and her pussy was ripped open. In just a few monents I was panting then screamed, "I'm cumming." Mom screamed into my pussy, "Me too!" She was exhausted and fell to the floor. Rob said, "Come here and suck my dick!" I stepped over her body and began licking it. I felt this terible pain on my buttcheek that made me scream. Rob said, "Shut up. I will quit when I cum." I began sucking him frantically and pushed my finger in and out of his asshole choking when a lash made me lurch forward to jam his dick down my throat. Just as my ass started getting numb he began hitting the sides of my hanging breasts to make them jump. Just as they sarted getting numb the rod went into the crack of my butt to let the weights curl up into my pussy. It was terrible but I had a fantastic orgasm just as his semen shot down my throat. I was dazed and fell back to sit on my tender butt feeling every fibre of the rug and gently caressed my red pussy. Rob got up to get us drinks and when he returned Mom and I were hugging each other and whimpering. Rob gave us the drinks that we gulped then he left to bring back the salve. We laid back and he gently rubbed it on our boobs and pussy. The miracle salve worked and I rolled over on my stomach so he could put it on my ass. He said, "I can hardly believe you girls could take that without being tied. The club people will really be impressed." He took our glasses to refill them and Mom said, "Is he right? Will I be able to impress them with my courage?" "God yes. You will get hit more but nothing as bad as this was. I am impressed too. At least some of mine just went to my butt which isn't so sensitive. You took all yours on your breasts and pussy. They are terribly red and we will both be bruised. I caressed her boobs and found that they had swollen until the skin was tight and when I touched her pussy it had swollen too to make a tight line at her slit. I said, "God your boobs have swollen until you look like you had an implant. Look at them." She jumped up to look in the mirror and said, "God. You are right. There is no sag at all!" Rob handed me a drink and I said, "You will love her pussy tonight. It will be super tight." Mom said, "Take me to bed. I want to feel that and then be able to go to sleep." I was a little jealous of her but knew that he wouldn't be able to take care of both of us so I went to my bedroom to feel my bruises. I felt proud of myself for not trying to protect myself with my hands or arms and realized I had not lied to her. The things that they had done to me at the club was not nearly as bad. I slept so soundly I had to rush to get to school. Mom and Rob were still in bed so I yelled at him to wake-up or he would be late to work. He just growled, "Leave me alone. I told them I wouldn't be back until tuesday." Him saying, "Tuesday" reminded me of my date with Gus. I agonized all day over whether or not I should go. I thought that maybe if I told Josh first he may not be so mad but then I realised I would have to tell him every detail because he would be sure to confirm everything with Gus. There just wasn't any way I could excuse my slutty behavior. I knew I could have simply refused when Gus asked me to strip for him and that Josh would know I expected to have other things progress from that even though I knew Josh had told me that I shouldn't do anything unless he was with me. Also he would know I had lied about where I got the medallions. On the other hand just by going to Gus would let him know his threat had worked and I would have to do anything he wanted. But then I remembered that I was already bruised by Rob so if Gus decided to hurt me I would have an excuse for the marks. I decided I had no choice and began thinking of myself as a victim who wouldn't have to feel guilty over anything he may want. That led to fantasies about what he may do. I had never been to his house and began to imagine that he may have a "Rack" to stretch me on and gobs of exotic things to make me suffer culminating with his huge dick stretching my insides. By the time I got home I was so excited I had not only decided I would go but was even looking forward to it with the excuse that I deserved anything he may do to make up for being disloyal to Josh. When I went in Mom was naked and crawling around on her hands and knees being led by Rob with little chains going to clamps on her nipples. She looked up at me and said excitedly, "Rob is showing me some things that might be done to me. Call Josh and let him know we want to go to the meeting." I called him saying, "Mom and Rob definitely want to go to the meeting. Rob whipped us with the fishing rod last night. It hurt awful. We are both bruised and know there is nothing worse they can do to us." He said he would be over about six oclock. Rob had me undress then put clamps on my nipples to lead us around on the outside of his legs like two big dogs. It didn't hurt and was more humiliating than exciting but then he pulled up on the chains to bring us up on our knees to whimper as our nipples lifted our boobs. He turned us to face each other then began swinging the fly rod back and forth to hit our belly buttons. It really hurt and wasn't exciting like hitting our boobs and pussies. I grabbed Moms shoulders and mashed her into me to protect my stinging navel. He hit our butts a few time to make us grind our breasts and pussies together then said, "There will probably be some woman to woman things. Let's see you sixty-nine." I didn't know what he was talking about but Mom did. She pushed me over on my back then went to my head to drag her cleavage over my face and slide her clamps over my boobs to stick her tongue in my pussy then press her pussy into my lips. She began licking and it felt so good I licked her too until we got to orgasm. Mom just rolled off me giggling but I felt guilty. It couldn't be right for a mother and daughter to do that and worse for me to enjoy it. Rob was happy with us and brought us drinks then had us sit on each side of him on the couch so he could slide his palms on our pussies and let his middle fingers slide into the slit. Mom giggled and pushed up her pussy but I just felt more quilty. It wasn't right that she would let her husband do things to me then I convinced myself his first advances had been suggested by her. I began to hate her for making me so twisted I no longer had anything in common with other girls my age and hoped she would be terribly tortured by the club. As I thought of the things she had caused me to bear I suddenly realised that I had been a willing partner knowing I would eventually have orgasms which made me hate myself as well. Josh came and Rob had us kneel with our hands by our shoulders like begging dogs then answered the door. He came in and said to Rob, "I see you have been training our little slaves. Did they resist anything?" "No. they know better." Josh came over to pull Mom to her feet by the chains to her nipples ignoring me. He said, "Tomorrow night you will obey all commands without protesting even though you may know it will cause pain. Can you do that without embarrassing us by being cowardly?" "Oh yes sir. I will make you proud of me." "We'll see." he slid the belt out of his pants and let the end swing back and forth. Mom's eyes followed it as she began to tremble with excitement. He said, "I am going to spank your breasts with this. At each lash I want you to say 'Harder.' Can you do that?" She moaned "Oh yes." but I knew the little dress belt would hardly hurt her at all and the thought had made her pussy glisten with her juices. I didn't want her to like it and said, "That is no test. It will just excite her. Make her get the rod." She gave me a dirty look but turned to go get it before Josh had agreed and came back with her eyes looking wild. He had her clasp her hands behind her back and told her not to let go of them then hit her lightly on the outside of her left breast which just made a pink blotch from the weights. She just made a little gasp then said, "Harder." He hit her right breast at the cleavage this time hard enough to make it jump and leave a red blotch. She again just gasped and said, "Harder". he hit her left nipple to drive it deep into her breast. She moaned "Ooow" and had to wait a second where I saw her hands had turned white from squeezing so hard to resist protecting herself. She gained my respect when she moaned, "Oh that hurts so much! Harder!" He hit her right nipple at least as hard but she just screamed "Harder!" He fooled her by bring the rod up from the floor to sink the weights out of sight into her slit to make her juices spatter but she just pushed out her hips and screamed, "Harder!!" He just smiled and said, "You will do nicely." Then he dropped his pants and stuck his dick in her pussy and began to pump as she brought her hands around to jerk on his buttcheeks so wet they were making squishy sounds. Rob evidentally did not want to be left out and went behind her to stick his dick in her ass. I remained kneeling feeling jealous. She had only taken five lashes and was being overly rewarded for it. When they came they sat on the floor and Rob told me to get them drinks. I brought out a tray of drinks including one for me and knelt again. She had spread her legs to rest them on the mens thighs and had a blissful smile on her face as they kneaded her pussy. Josh said, "You are very courageous. Now I know where your daughter inherited it." She said, "Oh thank you. I could have taken more." and kissed him. That made me even more jealous and I said, "Would you like to test me? I could take more." Josh said, "That isn't necessary. I know you are brave and I have to leave. I am catching the red eye to San Francisco but I will be back Saturday morning in plenty of time for the meeting." He pulled up his pants and slid the belt back in the loops then just gave me a quick kiss and left. I felt cheated and it got worse. Rob began rubbing my pussy but she said, "Leave her alone. I am the one that earned pleasure. Let's go to bed." He said, "Sorry kid." evidentally knowing how frustrated I was and followed her into the bedroom." I went to bed and masturbated for a long time but I could only get a little excited. I began to get mad at Josh. I knew they called his flight the "Red eye" because it left late. Even considering the time it would take for him to get hard, his packing, and the hour ride to the airport he still could have taken the time to at least fuck me. I decided I deserved all the pleasure I may get from Gus. I also knew I had a whole week to heal and hoped he would let me prove how courageous I could be. I went to sleep so early I was up at seven and went down naked to eat some cereal and toast. Naturally Mom and Rob were still asleep. When I finished I got the phonebook and looked up Gus's address. It was only about ten blocks towards town from us so I decided to walk. I still had time to kill so I showered and put on some lipstick then went to my room to pose in front of my mirror. I was very proud of myself. The exercise, fucking and whipping had seemed to make my waist even smaller and my boobs bigger. I confirmed this by putting on one of my old cotton bras and was pleased that my breasts bulged out of the cups. When I put the bra back in my drawer I noticed something shiny and remembered the medallions I had put in there. I decided I might as well let Gus know I expected to be hurt so I screwed them on just tight enough to cause a little pain then slipped on a loose sweater and pleated skirt so anyone I met on the sidewalk wouldn't notice their movement. I walked down the sidewalk enjoying the little tugs on my nipples and pussy until I got excited enough to want more and began to jog. That made the tugs much stronger until I had to slow again afraid I would get so excited I wouldn't be able to resist tugging on them with my hands to make a spectacle of myself among the increasing traffic. I watched the house numbers as I got closer becoming more excited fantasizing over his huge dick when I came to a block with just one little house in the midst of a bunch of rubble and a sign saying, "Future Home of Galaxy Shopping Center" I checked the address again on my slip of paper and the number was right so I walked over the rubble feeling huge tugs when I would slip off a rock or brick. I knocked on the door and Gus opened it grinning at me. I said, "Oh I am glad it is you. I was afraid I might have the wrong address." "Yeah it is a mess isn't it. They want me to leave but my lease gives me ninety days to move and I plan to use it up. At least until they make a decent offer to get me out of here. I like the privacy it gives me." He fondled my breasts smiling when he felt the medallions. Then led me down a hall to the living room. When I went in I saw a state patrolman sitting in a chair drinking beer. I was shocked and said, "Oh I didn't know you had company. Should I leave?" "Hell he isn't company. He's my buddy, Joe. I told him all about you. He woke me up he was so anxious to meet you." He put me in the middle of the room and said, "Take off the clothes baby. He doesn't believe you are as pretty as I told him." I took of my sweater and made my boobs wiggle to swing the medallions then slid off the skirt with it's elastic waistband to drag on my pussy medallions. I stood at attention with my tummy in, my boobs pushed out, and my legs open enough to show the lips being pulled by the medallions. "Joe said, "Jesus! She is fanfuckingtastically beautiful. The medallions make her look like a Vegas showgirl." Gus turned on a stereo to a song with a hard beat and said, "It gets better. Dance for us." I danced making the medallios jerk at my nipples and swung my hips to make my pussy lips snap open and closed smiling as Joe jumped up and pulled off his boots then the rest of the uniform. It was a long song and by the time it was finished I was sweaty and really excited. He was naked by then and his dick was hard and sticking up to nose at his navel. He said "Come here baby." when I went to him he picked me up by my waist to hold me over his dick and said. "Stick it in." I pushed the head into my slit and he slowly let me down on it to let me feel my insides move to accomodate it. He grabbed my nipple medallions to pull me up and down as the medallions at my pussy pushed into me to bring excitement to a peak just as Gus pulled my head to the side to put his dick in my mouth. I was having orgasms long before he flooded my mouth and I felt Joe's dick softening. They had been so excited by my dance I began thinking it would just be a morning of sex. I was a little disappointed. They were old, almost forty and I was sure they would only be able to get hard a few times. We were sweaty and panting so Gus got us three cold beers and pulled me over to the couch where I sat between them. They fondled me and I fondled them noticing they weren't getting hard to confirm my idea that it would be a short morning. Gus started unscrewing my medallions saying they would get in the way then said, Joe and I were talking before you came. He said that when he was a teenager he and a friend met a girl so horny she would do anything at all to get them excited. He said he had cum four times in one day. I bet him you could get him that excited again." Joe said, "No way. That was a long time ago. when just seeing a skirt blow up in the wind would get me hard." Gus laughed and said, "You will be surprised. Carla will do things that girl never thought of." Joe said doubtfully, "I doubt it. That girl even let us hit her naked body with switches until she was striped like a tiger." Gus laughed and said, "That can be a starting point. Come with me. Since the house is being torn down I did some remodeling." I knew then that I would have to do more than just dance for them or suck them but I wasn't frightened until we went into the room. He had ripped out the ceiling to expose the boards which had ropes hanging from them ominously and a bench with a winch at the top Like the "Rack" I had seen at the library. Hanging on a wall were various whips, paddles, and switches. I whimpered and reflexively covered my breasts and pussy with me hands. Joe said, "She isn't going to be able to do it. She is covering up just at the thought." Gus said, "Sure she can. We will start her easy. Carla go pick out a couple of paddles so we can give you a little spanking." I went over to the wall and picked out a couple of ping pong paddles that looked the easiest and brought them back to say, "You can spank me with these until you are hard." They had me bend over to rest my head on my arms on the bench then Gus said, "Joe. You are left handed so you take the right cheek.I bet I can get mine redder." The started spanking me and it was worse than I thought. They really stung and my ass began to burn. I bent my knees to bring my butt down hoping if it was not so tight it might not hurt as bad but Gus just grabbed my pussy to pull me up again then hit harder. They cheated too by continuing to hit me long after they were hard and my butt began to get numb. Joe came around to my front and pulled my arms up to his waist saying, "I want to try that sweet mouth." I let it slide past my lips then Gus gave me one more really hard spank to make me lurch forward to drive it down my throat. I felt his huge dick forcing its way into my pussy. Just his thighs hitting my tender ass as he lunged hurt but that just increased my excitement to give me orgasms. When they came Gus said, "God I need a beer." Joe said "Me too" and I asked if I could have one. We went back to the living room where they sat on the couch. I knelt in front of them and sipped my beer with one hand while I caressed my burning butt with the other. Gus grinned and said, "Your butt must be a little tender." "Oh it burns. You really hit hard." "Yeah but it excited you. Your pussy was sopping wet when I stuck in my dick." I couldn't deny that but now my butt just hurt and I said, "Do you have any salve to stop the burning?" "Naw but I know something that will help." He got up and left to come back with a wet towel. I laid on my belly and he draped it over my ass. It felt better instantly and I raised up on my elbows to sip my beer looking at their soft dicks. Joes had retreated until only the head was sticking out and Gus's was nearly as soft. It frightened me because I was sure they would have to do something terrible to me to get hard again. Then I realized I had asked for this. If I had been honest enough to confess to Josh I wouldn't be here and deserved the worse thing they may want. My butt felt better and I got up to look at it in the mirror. It was amazing! The red was already fading and I realized I wouldn't be bruised. I had been sure it would be black. I looked at them staring at me as I carressed my butt and was glad to see their dicks had lengthened a little. Maybe they wouldn't be so hard to excite after all. I went back to them to kneel again sucking in my tummy and pushing out my tits. Joe pleased me by saying, "God those are great tits. Look at them. They are so firm there is no sag at all in spite of their size." Gus said, "They will still dance under a whip. Are you ready to move on?" "Naw. Let's have another beer while we think of something else to do to her. She was really brave to keep her butt up for the spanking." Gus got the beers. I decided to make a suggestion to avoid having them come up with something horrendous. I said, "I can prove how brave I am. You could hit me with the whips with the long leather boot strings while I stood at attention with my hands on my head out of the way." Joe was fascinted saying excitedly, "Christ! Could you do that. We had to tie the girl for the switches." "Yes. You will be amazed at how brave I can be." Gus said, "Those whips don't really hurt that bad but whatever turns you on. We have to get you up twice more to win my bet." I grabbed their hands and led them into the other room where I got into position with my tummy in tight and my boobs out. I followed Gus's order to open my legs. Joe stared at me awestruck as Gus got the whips and handed him one. They began circling around me hitting me all over even my breasts and pussy but Gus was right. The whips just caused a sting that sent sensations through my body and just reddened my skin. I didn't care that they were cheating by continuing to hit me after they were hard since I was approaching orgasm. Gus stopped behind me to swing the whip up between my legs to let the ends snap against my clit while Joe began swinging his whip back and forth across my tits to make them sting, jump, and shudder as orgasms began coursing through my body. I jumped on Joe wrapping my legs around his to make him fall back on the floor. that left me straddling him and I quickly guided his dick into my pussy. I began to slide forward and back but then Gus pushed me forward to jam his dick into my anus. My insides were incredibly full and moving as their dicks collided to continue my orgasms until they sighed and pulled their soft dicks out of me to lie on the floor panting. I recovered before they did so I got three beers And kneeled in front of them to sip on it. They crawled over to the wall to rest their backs on it and drank whil watching me but their dick's stayed soft and it became boring so I got up to look around. I went over to the wall of whips. It was obvious I had chose the only whips that would not do damage. For paddles he had a fraternity paddle an inch thick and four inches wide that would definitely bruise and what looked like a cut down boat oar with a handle about four feet long I was sure could lift me off my feet. For whips there was one made of steel cable with a metal ball on the end I knew would go deep into my body to leave terrible bruises, a quirt changed by riveting a medallion to the thong at the end to make it heavy, and finally a stiff, thin, leather whip with a round bell at the end. I lifted it from it's hook to flip it to make the bell ring. I asked Gus, "Where did you ever find this? It is strange," I took it off Santa's sleigh at the store after christmas. Try it." It was too long so I let my hand slide about half-way down then opened my legs to slap it against my inner thigh. It really stung! I rubbed the red spot and went over to them to say, "Oh it really stings and look what it did to me." When I moved my hand they could see the big blotch with little polkadots of white with red edges." "Joe said, "Yeah I guess that would be really bad." "Yes. All of them are bad." I began to walk back to put it back on the wall when I came close to the bench. I said, "What is this?" Gus said, "It is my own invention. The wide strap goes around your waist to hold you in position then the winch at the top tightens your arms while the winches on the wall pull you into the splits. You can be fucked in your pussy or ass and your head will hang over the edge to let a dick slide down your throat." "Yes but it would also hold me completely helpless for you to whip me wouldn't it?" "Yeah. That's the chance you take. Maybe just seeing you so helpless might get us hard." There was that possibility. Joe's dick was starting to lengthen just at the thought but Gus was still soft. Then it occurred to me that I had come here planning on suffering to atone for my betrayal to Josh. At best I would be fucked in an exciting position and at worst I would be whipped to get the punishment I deserved. I sat on the bench and buckled the cuffs on my ankles then the ones on my wrists then laid back to buckle the wide belt around my waist as tight as I could. I stretched my hands over my head and opened my legs widely saying, "Is this the way I should be?" They both jumped up to come over to me and I saw that Joes dick was growing. Gus said, "That's the idea. I just need to tighten you a little." He went to the winch behind me and I heard it clicking so I let my head fall back to see the slack coming out of the ropes as he turned a crank. He tightened me more than a little. I felt my vertbraes coming apart as my waist shrunk and tightened and the waist belt dug into my hip bones until I whimpered at the pain to my shoulder joints. They went to the winches on the opposite walls and my legs began coming apart. It was a good thing I am flexible because they tightened those ropes until my legs were pulled into the splits to make me look like a capital"T". I whimpered, "Oh stop. My hips may break!" They stopped and came over to me. Joe said, "God that really opened her up! Look. Two fingers can lay in her slit." He slid two fingers up and down in my slit to make me aware that my clit was now exposed. Joe said, "Jesus this kid is something else. The stretch has to hurt but she is wet! This is good for me. I am hard." Gus said, "Yeah but I could be harder and she wouldn't have made herself helpless without assuming she would be whipped. Would you Carla?" "I hoped this would be enough but I guess I knew you would want to whip me a little." Gus said, "Yeah. I want you so excited you are dripping. I am going to try out these whips. Just three with each." I sobbed knowing he set three for one on each breast and one to my pussy. He went to the wall and brought back the cable whip. I could tell the ball was heavy by the way it bent the cable. He came over to me and brought it down so the cable left a terrible sting to my left breast and the ball sunk into my right so deep I felt it hit my breast bone. I screamed and shook my head which was the only thing I could move but he did the same to my other one to bring another scream. Then he laid the cable down my stomach to let the ball sink into my slit and the cable to slide on my clit as he moved it up and down to take aim. "I sobbed, "Oh No,no,no,no." but he lifted it to bring it down to cause a terrible sting to my clit. Joe said, "Jesus. That is something else! You left a stripe from her bellybutton to her slit and the ball went out of sight in her pussy!" He went back to the wall and I sobbed, "Oh no. Please no more!" He said, "Shh. You have had the worst. The other two will seem like nothing." He lied. He gave me three fast ones with the medallion on both nipples and my clit that almost caused me to dislocate my shoulders from my struggles and screams. I just laid there blubbering as he got the Santa Claus whip but he was right about it. When the bell hit my nipples and then sunk into my pussy it made me fantastically excited! When he just stood there I screamed, "No! Don't stop!" He hit the lips on both sides of my open slit then one that sank the ball into my gash. The last on my clit brought on a fantastic orgasm. "Joe said excitedly, "Jesus. You were right. Pussy juice flew when it went inside her!" Gus said, "Yeah. She is ready for fucking but her pussy will be too loose pulled open so much. Let's tighten it up by making it swell." He went over to the wall to pull out a couple of switches from a pipe full of water. He explained, "The water keeps them flexible even though they are thick. Let's see if we can close the lips." I looked at the willow swiitches and saw he had cut off the ends so they were about a quarter inch thick on the ends. I yelled "No! Please no! It will never swell that much! You will kill me!" Gus just laughed and said, It is time we did something that just won't excite you. Joe you take the right lip. I'll take the left." They moved to my side then I felt horrible pain as Gus brought it down on my pussy. I screamed and begged, "No more! Please no more." They ignored me and Joe brought his down to make me scream again. It was terrible. I don't know how many times they hit me but incredibly even that terrible punishment eventually made me go numb and my screams stopped as I just laid there shaking my head and sobbing until Joe said, "I don't think it is going to swell any more." He saved me from any more pain by jamming his dick into my swollen pussy to bring me to orgasms. When Gus came to my face I greedily sucked on his throbbing dick until he shot semen down my throat. They got me loose and then were very nice to me by caressing my tender bruises and even licking my nipples and clitoris again seeming to prove the value of submission. They began putting on their clothes then Joe gave Gus a hundred dollar bill for losing his bet. Since I was the one who won the bet for him he told me to come to the store and pick out anything I wanted. It didn't mean he was being very generous since he would be able to steal it. I was totally exhausted and just laid there gentl caressing my swollen pussy until Joe had dressed and left. It was all wet and I was sure it was bleeding so I struggled up to look at it in the mirror. It looked awful! It was maroon colored and was pooching out from the swelling. My slit was closed so tight there was just a tiny slit even when I opened my legs. I said, "Oh that was terrible. You should be ashamed!" "Why? I know you ended up with orgasms." "That was from the fucking. The whipping was just terrible!" "Not toward the end. For the last ten you just moaned rather than screamed." "That is because I finally got numb." "Now you know nothing can be too terrible because you will either get numb or pass out. You can take a lot. Other girls passed out after the first ten." Strangely that made me feel proud of myself but I certainly did not want him to think of something else to do to me so I harriedly dressed leaving off the medallions since I wanted no more even light pain. Surprisingly Joe gave me fifty dollars. I knew that made me a whore but I still took it since it was only noon and I could use it for shopping. When I left my nipples were still tingling and my pussy was so sensitive I could feel the lips rubbing together as I walked. That provided some excitement and rather than being angry at him I wished there had been a mirror so I could have seen the lips jump and sell as the switches came down. I went around to the stores to look at sexy lingerie but there was nothing a sexy as what I had and since it was a work day there were no men hanging around the dressing rooms to tease. I became bored and since it was hot decided to walk into the arboretum to cool off in the shade. I suddenly felt tired and laid down in a grassy spot and almost immediately fell asleep proving how exhausting sex and punishment was. I slept for quite awhile awakened by giggles. I opened my eyes to see three boys about ten years old lying on their stomachs to look up my skirt. I looked down to see that I must have rolled around in my sleep because the hem was up to my crotch. I thought their curiosity was cute and said, "Are you having fun?" Two just giggled some more but the third little blonde boy said,"Yeah. We can see your pussy! It is all red!" "Have you ever seen one before?" "Just my little sister's. It is smaller than yours. I can only get my little finger in it." "Your Mom will kill you if she catches you doing that." "She won't find out. I only do it when she isn't around and my sister won't tell. She really likes it. She even let's my friends do it." One of the other boys got braver since I had made no effort to cover myself and said, "Yeah. I'll bet we could get our whole hand into yours." I looked down at it and realized I must have slept for quite awhile because the swelling had gone down. It might be possible for them to get their small hands into it so I decided to give them the thrill of their lifetime and possibly orgasms for me. "You can try if you want to." The blonde boy beat them to it and put his fingers in one at a time until his whole hand was sinking in and out. He said excitedly, "Wow. it feels like a wet hand is squeezing mine!" I told him to make a fist and he began jamming it into me which really made it exciting especially since I could hear people walking on the gravel path on the other side of the bushes. I began having orgasms just as another kid said, "My turn." The blonde pulled out his hand to let the other boy drive in his but he looked so disappointed I pulled up my sweater to moan, "Squeeze my titties." By the time the third boy had his turn I had several orgasms and was just lying there in bliss as they rubbed my pussy and breasts. I noticed the blonde had unzipped his pants and was gripping his little dick to pump on it. I said, "I know something that feels better than that." I rolled over and began licking and sucking his dick watching his eyes round and a delighted smile cover his face. He came in a short time. I was amazed. I thought boys had to be older. The other boys began to yell, "My turn! My turn!" and I had to warn them to be quiet or adults may hear us. After they all came they laid beside me caressing me with one of their hands while playing with their soft dicks. The blonde boy had his head next to mine so out of curiosity I asked him, "How old is your sister?" "She is about five years old." I thought, God by the time she is ten she will be a total slut but that didn't bother me actually I was jealous I had not had an older brother to show me how good sex felt. He said, "Do you think she is big enough for me to put my dick inside her? I don't want to hurt her. She might tell Mom." "It won't hurt her if you get her really wet. Do you know how to do that?" "No. I just thought I would put some vaseline in it." Of course that would work but I said, "Oh no. Girls make their own lubrication. If you want it to get really slick you need to lick it like I did your dick." "Oh that sounds gross. You pee out of there." "We wipe off. It doesn't taste bad. Try licking mine." He hesitated until one of the other boys said, "I'll do it if you will." He laid on his stomach between my legs and began to lick. I showed him how to spread open the lips to expose the clit to lick it then moaned, "That feels wonderful. If you do that for your sister she will do anything you want." That encouraged him and he licked faster then the other boys took their turns following my direction to bring me to a sweet orgasm. I said, "Oh thank you. I'll do anything you want just like your sister will." One of the boys said, "Can I put my dick in your pussy?" "Sure. As long as you want." It didn't excite me much since their dicks were so little and they came so fast but I clenched the muscles in my pussy to make it as tight as I could for them. As soon as the last boy finished the blonde said, "Come on to my place. Mom is going shopping. We can try this on Becky." They thanked me and said they would watch for me then ran off. I know it seems awful but I was glad I had the chance to corrupt those boys and contribute in making his sister into a slut like me. When I got home I saw something new had been added. There was a 4X4 post hanging horizontally from the ceiling by chains. Mom was hanging from it with duct tape wrapped around her arms to crucify her with her toes a few inches from the floor. She was crying and when I got closer I saw skinny dark red lines on her stomach and breasts with an especially angry one crossing both nipples. I looked down and other lines made two exes across her pussy lips. The center of the top "X" was right where her clit would be. I said, "God Mom. What happened to you?" She didn't answer the question just saying, "Oh I hurt so bad. Please try to get him to let me down." About that time Rob came in and I asked, "What did you do to her and why?" "Your Mom forgot her status as a slave. In spite of the fact she was watching me prepare the crucifix she began to bitch saying she was jealous and didn't want me to fuck you anymore. Naturally she had to be punished. I made a simple but very effective instrument by straightening out a wire coathanger. I think she will be more cooperative now. As for you, take off your clothes." I jerked them off glad to be rid of them. If I could I would never wear clothes. I had even fantasized about being naked outside in winter to feel snow or sleet hitting my body. Naturally he noticed my bruised pussy and said, "How did your pussy get bruised? We didn't hit it that hard." Thankfully I had a lie prepared to excuse it and at the same time let them know I was being cheated. I said, "I got so horny and frustrated having you just fuck Mom I went to bed to masturbate but I couldn't get off so I spanked my pussy with a hairbrush. I guess I got carried away." It worked. Maybe too well. He said, "I can understand that and since you were able to hurt yourself that much to achieve orgasm I can be more severe." He turned me to face her sobbing body and I felt sorry for her although I would have enjoyed seeing the wire hit to obviously dig in. He stood behind me to hug me to him while his hands pulled and squeezed my breasts and pussy to make me moan. I said, "Hanging that way must make her shoulders hurt terribly. Please let her down." "Possibly. Mona do you see what I am doing to your daughter? What do you think about that?" She moaned, "I don't care what you do to her. She is yours, just like me." "Good answer. What will you do to her if she refuses me?" "I'll whip her until she is bloody and then I will do what you want." "Yes. You have earned a pardon." He pushed over the footstool for her to stand on and she sighed at the release of pressure on her shoulders. He had her get down then we began ripping the tape off her arms pulling out the fine hairs. Incredibly when she was looses from the post she hugged and kissed him while thanking him in spite of what he had done to her. He continued to torture her though by having me lick his dick and suck on his balls while he told her to pay attention because I knew best how to use my tongue. He continued her torture by having me get on my hands and knees to fuck me doggy style while having her lie under me to kiss and nibble on my nipples. That seemed to make her my slave too and I came like crazy. Even that was not enough humiliation to satisfy him. He had me kneel with my legs spread and told her to lick his cum out of my pussy. She didn't hesitate and thrilled me completely by sticking her tongue deeply into me to swirl it and bring it back into her mouth until I came again and he said, "She should be clean enough." She got up to kneel submissively with her legs open and her hands behind her back then said softly, "I have been good. Please make love to me too." He said, "Do you think you could get me hard?" "Oh yes! I'll do anything to get you hard." "Really? I think I may get hard if I knew your pussy was as tight as Carla's. "How can I do that?" "It would be tight if it was swollen." She moaned, "Oh you would have to whip it a lot to make it swell. That would hurt awfully." "Yes. You don't have to. I can aways fuck Carla again." "No! I'll do it!" He took off his western belt with a big metal buckle and had her hold out her hand to wrap it around it until about a foot of belt was hanging from her hand with the buckle swinging gently at the end of it. He said, "That should do it. Hit your pussy until it is puffed out." She whimpered, "The edges are sharp. I may cut myself." "Not if you aim carefully to make it land flat." She sat back on her ankles spreadin her legs some more then brought it down squarely to let us see it sink into the lips then hit it again but Rob said, "Hit harder. It will take hours to swell at that rate." She took a dep breath and brought it down harder to make her squeal but quickly hit it again and again then seemed to go into a frenzy hitting it very hard and no longer caring when an edge would dig in. I watched fascinated as it got red then redder and finally maroon as her pussy juice spattered until he finally grabbed her arm and pushed her onto her back to shove his dick into what had to be a very sore pussy but she just squealed in delight. I was awestruck. I was sure I would not be able to do that. I may have agreed to let him do it but it would seem worse to do it to myself. When he came they were both obviously exhausted so I told them I was going to bed. Rob just nodded so I left. When I got to my room I had to have some idea of how it felt do that to myself so I got my hairbrush to spank it. I didn't hit as hard or as long as she did but the stings still brought me to orgasm so I could go to sleep. The next day Rob said we had exhausted him and he wanted to save himself for the meeting Saturday so he had us keep our clothes on. I felt frustrated but Mom seemed satisfied just to cuddle with him to watch TV until bedtime. When I got home the next day Mom told me that Rob had called to say he was bringing two friends home to dinner and that Mom and I should go shopping to get a couple of low cut cocktail dresses. Mom was excited since he told her it was alright to go over her limit on the credit card. We shopped for hours then she found a dress she liked so well she bought one for each of us. I was surprised we found it in a regular store rather than a sex shop. The front was a wide vee of nylon gauze starting at our shoulders to bare the center parts of our breasts nearly to the nipples with the vee ending just above our pubic bones. The back was the same vee with the end at the top of our butt cracks. I asked the sales girl if women really wore these in public and she said, "Sure. Look at this." she held up a magazine with a picture of a movie starlet in the same dress. Mom was convinced and bought them. We made most of dinner before showering and putting on the dresses following Rob's orders to not wear any underclothes. Mom decided to improve on the dresses by cutting out the gauze to make us totally bare. I said, "We are going to have to be careful. Look at this." I waggled my shoulders and both my boobs pushed the dress aside to bare them. She just giggled and said " Just remember to stand at attention with you boobs out to keep the material tight.It may not matter. Rob said he wanted to show us off. Rob showed up a little later to introduce us to his clients. Neither of them was appealing. They were both in their fifties with one with a big pot gut and the other skinny and wearing spectacles that reminded me of my math teacher. Dinner was uneventful except for their constant staring at our boobs. When they finished Mom and I took away the dishes and gave them another cup of coffee. The fat one said, "Your girls are very pretty." "Yes and they are very obedient. You will do anything I want. Won't you girls?" We answered in unison as if rehearsed, "Oh yes sir." The skinny one asked, "Could they dance for us?" Rob said, "Of course." Mom went to the stereo and even though they weren't attractive I was looking forward to their excitement and the compliments we would get. Just as I expected our movewments to the song made our boobs jump out of the dresses. We would tuck them back in only to have them come out again at the next quick turn to make the skirts flare up to flash our butts or pussies. They grinned and applauded every flash. The song ended and we stood in front of them breathing heavily from the exertion. Rob said, "Would you like to see more?" The fat one said "Definitely." and the skinny one nodded. Rob walked behind us and pulled the straps off our shoulders to let the dresses fall to the floor then told us to go over to them. They fondled us for awhile then the fat one unzipped his pants to pull out an ugly, gnarley dick with a purple head and said curtly, "Suck it." The skinny one did the same with mom. After sucking them for a few minutes we were pulled onto their laps to fuck us. Then they had us switch and we had to suck them again until they were hard again so they could fuck us again doggie style. That satisfied them and they zipped up their pants for Rob to walk them out to the car. I watched them through the window and saw them giving money to Rob. I said, "Mom! Rob sold us. They are giving him money!" She just giggled and said, "That explains why he didn't care if I went over my limit. I wonder what we were worth?" I said, "I feel dirty to be a whore and it wasn't exciting. It just seemed humiliating to be naked while they were wearing suits. It wasn't like real sex at all." Mom said, "Well at least you know you will never be poor." "Mom1 I wouldn't be poor anyway. I am marrying Josh." "Not for awhile. We can earn the cost of your wedding." "Doesn't it bother you to be a whore?" "No. It is a bonus. I would be doing it for nothing anyway." Rob came in to kiss us and say, "You did well. They will be back." I whined, "They made me feel dirty." "Oh come on. They didn't hurt you." "I wish they had. It would have given me an excuse for my behavior." "I'll remember that." Mom was a star at the Saturday meeting. She was tied with her arms up and her legs held wide apart by tieing her ankles to the ends of a log. They formed lines and as instructed as each came to her she said, "Do anything you want to me." They were so fascinated by her willigness to suffer I was just fucked doggy style so they would be able to watch her. When one finished with me I would crawl to the next hard dick I saw. It wasn't just the hundreds of lashes from switches or whips. One woman stuck darning needles to make a shiny "X" through her nipples and later my gym teacher pushed a whole box of thumbtacks into her breasts and pussy to make it look as if she was wearing a chrome bikini. She finally passed out when they began hitting the tacks with thick straps. That satisfied them and they pulled out the needles and tacks. It was good that she was unconscious because they rubbed salt on her boobs and pussy to stop the bleeding which would have burned awful. Someone held her while Rob untied her then we put her in the back seat still naked to take her home. She didn't wake up until we had put her to bed and was rubbing salve on the welts and punctures. She sighed, then said, "I was really brave wasn't I? Were they impressed? The pain got so bad I couldn't see them anymore." "You were awesome Mom. No-one could take their eyes off you. How could you keep asking for more?" "I don't know. The more it hurt the more I wanted it to hurt. I knew Rob wouldn't let them scar me." Actually there were tiny scars where the thumbtacks had gone in and had been ripped out by whips but they didn't bother her. From then on Rob brought men home for us every night. now adding the bonus of letting them watch us whip each other or kneel in front of them to beg them to spank our breasts or pussy with their belts. He must have got too greedy and began soliciting strangers. One night after we stripped and asked the men to do anything they wanted to us they pulled out badges and said we were under arrest. Rob and Mom really got into trouble when they found out I was only sixteen. They were put in jail and I was sent out in the country to a foster home. My foster parents really felt sorry for me so I let them think I was a victim. I had never been out in the country and at first I enjoyed walking in the woods to see the squirrels and other animals but I found I still couldn't get to orgasm with masturbation and am increasingly horny. There is hope though. I was doing aerobics in my bikini and saw my foster Dad looking at me with a definite lump in his pants. When his wife goes to town to do her shopping I plan to let him see me naked. THE END
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