He was still sitting on the kitchen chair and pulled me over his lap then took the strap from my hand. He began spanking my butt hard enough to make delightful stings that made vibrations go to my clit. I wriggled in excitement while the bulge in his pants pressed against my hip. Before I had hated his spankings on my panties but now it was just exciting. Just as I was about to peak Mom Yelled, Look at what the little slut has done now. She has bared her nipples. They should be punished too!" He pushed me off his lap onto the floor. I looked down to see my wriggling and brushing my boobs on his legs had pulled the cloth off both nipples. He had Mom sit in the chair and put my back to her. She pulled off my top then wrapped her arms around mine and pushed her knees in my back while I knelt with my legs spread. When she pulled back on my arms with her knees in my back my boobs were pushed out trembling and making perfect targets. I was panting in excitement making my boobs heave. He watched them for a moment then brought back the strap.



He hit them up, down and sideways but almost always hitting a nipple. He still didn't hit hard just making stings that brought more excitement as they seemed to radiate through my body. My excitement soared and just as it peaked Mom said, "She was showing off this too." and jerked up on the material at my pussy to pull it into my slit and rub on my clit. I went into orgasms that became stronger as the strap hit my lips made puffy by the material pulled inside. Mom jerked on the material with each lash until my orgasms became so strong I screamed. Dad must have thought he caused great pain because he dropped the strap and pulled Mom off the chair to drag her into the bedroom. I just flopped on the floor jerking on my crotch cloth until I became exhausted. The next morning I got out of bed to look at myself. It was amazing. I didn't have a mark on my body. The deep red I saw the night before had faded completely and the only evidence I had that the whole thing was not a dream was my slightly puffy cunt and a super sensitive clitoris. That was great! I knew I could be strapped to orgasm as close as the night before seeing Bill without having to try to explain marks to him. Mom burst into my room while I inspected my boobs marvelling at their healthy pink look with my erect nipples. "Sue. Thank you for last night. He became really excited. It was great! I was afraid to have him whip me again on my bruises I was afraid they might bleed. Are you mad at me for having him strap you?" "Are you kidding? I had fantastic orgasms!" She giggled. "I know. Your Dad thought he hurt you terribly. He is going to bring you home a present to make up for it." "Oh good. That means he won't hurt me any harder than he did last night." "I don't think so. He thinks you are more tender than me but he admitted spanking you made him excited so he may want to do it again." He had satiated my desire for orgasms for the day so I remained dressed and mowed the grass and other chores until he came home. He called to me to come in where he was sitting with a box on his lap. Mom was kneeling by his side and he was stroking her hair as if she was his dog. I stopped in front of him. "Sue. I have been thinking about yesterday all day. It was wrong of me to punish you. You are very beautiful and it is natural for you to want to display your body. You just must remember to disply yourself only to loved ones. Your Mom is also beautiful so I have bought some things for both of you to wear. You must keep a robe handy in case a stranger comes to the door. He handed me a little silk gauze triangle with elastic strings and a similar one to Mom. "Go ahead. Try them on." I gulped and asked if there was a top. "There is no need for a top. You both have beautiful firm breasts that don't need support." Mom got up and started toward the bedroom and I followed but he stopped us. "No. Change here." Mom and I looked at each other confused. Yesterday I had been punished for a costume that revealed less and now he was asking us to strip naked to put on a costume that would hide nothing. He explained, "I want you both to be proud of your beauty and to hold yorselves proudly with your tummies tucked in and your breasts high. You look so much alike you will become proud by seeing each other." That gave us an excuse. We made it good for him by undressing slowly and when we had put on the costume walked around as asked with our best posture. He complimented our every move and we both became proud and was glad to hear him say that we would wear nothing more than that from now on.

He told us it was important to stay in shape so he took out an exercise video tape and put it in the VCR. He had bought a tape that involved a lot of jumping jacks and twisting exercises to keep our boobs bouncing and swinging. At first it was fun to see him staring at our bouncing boobs but neither of us were used to thirty straight minutes of exercise. When it was over we stood in front of him covered with sweat and kind of slumped. He looked at us and said, "Your breasts have dropped and your tummies are out. I told you not to do that. You will have to pay a penalty. Sue. Get the strap." When I came back he had taken off his belt and gave it to Mom. "From now on any time I see you allowing your boobs to drop or your tummies out you will get five spanks. Naturally the spanks will go to the area that slumped." He had us face each other and said we would take turns. Mom started it by swinging his belt against ny boobs. It was not bad at all just a sting that created excitement but I had the best deal. His belt was not as heavy as his strap and my lash to her boobs really made them jump and brought a squeal. On the next she got even by hitting harder. By the time we had reached our tummies we were hitting as hard as we could and I was reaching the peak. At the tenth Dad grabbed Mom's arm and led her to the bedroom. I was totally frustrated I had almost made it to orgasm but ten spanks weren't enough. I dug frantically at my pussy but I just couldn't get over the threshold. When they came back I was sitting on the floor sniffling. Mom said, "What is wrong, Sue. I didn't hurt you that much." I sobbed "Oh Mom, it isn't fair. After you are punished Dad makes love to you to let you forget the pain. I have nothing." Dad said, "Well I can't make love to you. That would be incest and also your Mom drained me but we can help you relieve your frustration." He went into the bedroom and came back with a replica of his dick made of rubber. He had me lie on my back then began kissing and nibbling on my nipples. Then he told Mom to get me wet. She knelt between my legs and pulled the little triangle aside and began licking my pussy. It felt wonderful! When I began to pant in excitement she slid the rubber dick into me. That also felt great but got better when she turned a switch and it began vibrating against my clit. In a short time I had a great orgasm and laid there smiling and pulsating with after shocks while they watched me. When I had calmed down Mom said, "Do you feel better now?" "Oh God! That was wonderful. I won't mind a really painful spanking as long as I can have this afterward." Dad said, "Good. We don't want you to be frustrated because you may be tempted to cheat on Bill. We are sure he will marry you if you keep him pleased and that will be good for all of us." Bill called the next day to say he wanted to pick me up that afternoon to spend the weekend with him. I think Mom was disappointed he didn't ask her too. She brightened up when Dad said they could spend the weekend in the mountains. On the way to his house he asked, "Do you love me?" "Oh yes Bill. I'll do anything to make you happy." "Good. That is why I love you." That really made me happy because I knew pleasing him made him love me. I got out of my seat to sit on the floor to hug his leg while he stroked my head then he said, "I am very proud of you and would like to show you off. Would you like that?" I looked up at him adoringly and said, "Do you mean that? Really? I know that you have had girls as pretty as me and they are rich." "Rich is not important. Other girls have been selfish only thinking of things that please them. I think it is important to you to please me. Is that true?" "Oh yes! It makes me very happy to please you especially when other girls might refuse you. What can I do?" "That is easy. Just do as I tell you. Some things may embarrass you or even cause some pain. Does the idea bother you." "No. You will see! No other girl will obey you like me. Remember? I am your love slave." He told me that he was having a little party at his house. By the time we got there caterers were setting up a buffet table and stocking a bar by the pool. He took me upstairs and handed me a large box. It had a beautiful silk dress inside that I pulled out and held against me. It was lovely! I kissed and hugged him then gently rubbed his crotch but he said, "No time for that. We have to get dressed." I picked up the dress and found that it was really just a half- dress. The silk was just in the front. The back was just elastic cords. I also found it was in two pieces. Bill helped me put it on. When it was on the top part had cords running from my arm-pits to my waist to hold the top tightly to my boobs and upper stomach with the silk just reaching to my sides. The bottom put cords around my butt to hold the skirt tight below my navel and just below my pussy. The rest of the sil just swirled around my legs to my ankles. It was really sexy. The silk was transparent enough to show my blush-pink nipples and the outline of my legs to my crotch. He told me to wait until he called so he could arrange my entrance. I spent the time looking at myself in the mirrors finally the phone rang and he said to come down. I walked slowly down the huge staircase until I saw a half-crcle of girls and guys looking up at me. Fill waved his arm toward me and announced loudly, " Friends, meet Susan. The love of my life!" They applauded. I can hardly describe the magnificent feeling he provided for me. He had not only declared his love for me in front of all these people. His entrance for me made me feel like a movie star. I made it on over to him radiant in the excitement of the applause and the excited faces of the men. He introduced me to all ten couples but I was so excited I only caught a few names. When I had met them all he said, "Do you like the dress? I designed it myself." They all said it was beautiful or sexy then he said, "If you like the front you will love the back."

He lifted my arms and twirled me to put my back to them. I blushed having so many people looking at me only covered by the tiny elastic cords. I think if it had just been men I would have just been excited but all the fully dressed girls looking bothered me. One of the men said admiringly, "That is a truly fine ass!" Bill laughed and said, "It is firm too!" He slapped each cheek with his hand. The sharp pain made me gasp but I didn't protest. Then he turned me around and said "If you like her ass you'll love these. He pulled off the top of my dress leaving my boobs bare and shuddering with my excited breathing. When they cheered again he pulled down my skirt. I stood there stark naked with everyone else fully dressed. I was blushing all down my front. The men began complimenting my boobs, flat tummy and tight pussy. It must have made the other girls jealous because one of them said, "My tits are as good as hers." and pulled off her dress to be naked too. Other girls began saying their body parts were better and soon all of us girls were naked. I should have felt more comfortable with all the girls as naked as me but actually I missed being the center of attention. The boys eyes darted toward any of us that moved, danced, or assumed sexy poses. One of the guys said, "Those elastic cords made some sexy marks on her butt. Looked like whip marks. Too bad they are fading." I hugged Bill and said, "Bill can put whip marks all over me if he wants. I love him." He retorted, "Yeah sure." sarcastically. Bill said, "She means it. She would let me whip her if I wanted to but I don't." The guy's girlfriend said, "Bullshit. I don't mind if Bob spanks me if I have pissed him off but I would never let him do it just for the hell of it." By that time we had drawn a crowd and another girl laughed and said, "That's right Sue. Promise him anything. You know he is too nice to take advantage of it." That made me mad. "I am not lying! He could even let you give me ten lashes." She sneered, "Big fucking deal. Any of us could take ten spanks on our butts." I had to admit to myself ten spanks was wimpy and retorted, "I meant you could all give me ten lashes anywhere from my armpits to my knees."

That made them excited and they began chattering among themselves.I heard one girl say." Relax. It isn't going to happen. It is just a bluff." Bill said, "Sue you are crazy. If we all hit you would get two hundred lashes. No-one could stand that much." The girl said, "See! The bluff worked." "Bill. They don't believe me! Now I don't know if you believe me either. Let them do it." That began to encourage him I think the convincer was when a guy said, "If she does it we will know you are one of the greatest lovers of all time." "Alright Sue. You asked for it, but only the girls, and if you want to chicken-out you just have to yell, 'Mercy'." Now go up to our room and pick your instrument out of my closet to use on you." I rushed upstairs accompanied by their chorus of excited voices. I opened the closet expecting to see the strap he had made. It was there but he had added things, a big wooden paddle, a riding quirt, a whip made of a broomstick with nylon fish lines that I knew would just tingle and finally a whip that brought immediate excitement. It looked just like the whip Dad had made for Mom except there were no knots. The ends had been glued together then sliced to make tassels. There was no question that it would be my choice. It would create the combination of excitement of my Mom's whipping plus my dream considering I would have an audience. Best of all this whip did not seems as bad as Mom's and certainly not as bad as the black snake in my dream. I thought I could take a hundred lashes with it without losing their respect by crying "Mercy." I went back down hugging the whip to my breasts already trembling with excitement. They were waiting for me. One of the girls took my whip while two others grabbed my arms to lead me into the living room. Bill had lowered the chandelier and the boys were standing around it. I leaped into a higher plane of excitement as I realized I would be hung up and whipped in front of people just like my dream. I just wished there were hundreds more. There was another refinement. Bill was holding padded leather wrist cuffs connected by a chain. I held out my arms for him to put them on breathing faster as I realized the chain made it even more like my dream.



He looped the chain over the chandelier and nodded to one of the boys. My arms started going up slowly until my body was stretching. When my heels lifted it stopped. Bill stepped back and I asked, "Aren't you going to tie my legs?" "No I want you to be able to protect your crotch if you want to." Bill kissed me and said, "Are you ready for this? The girls may hit harder than you think." I said shakily, "Yes. I will make you proud of my bravery. I want to do this for you." He stepped back and sat down in an ornate dining room chair with arms. My dream was now complete. The other boys sat down on other chairs while their girls either sat on their laps or knelt beside their legs. The girl who had taken my whip stepped beside me to swing it sharply against my buns. It stung but not terribly and when she finished and handed the whip to another girl I looked out at my audience defiantly. Someone said, "Hit harder! That didn't even bother her." The next girl did hit harder and the pain increased but no more than my excitement. She also just hit my butt and thighs." I began to think that was all they would hit and was thinking of turning so they could see I was being hit hard but was being brave enough not to scream when a boy yelled, "Buffy! Hit her tits. I want to see those big babies bounce."

She did, and hard. A searing pain covered my breasts and nipples. I gasped and whimpered as she giggled and changed positions to make my tits jump and quaver as they were hit up down and sideways. My excitement rose with my audience who were cheering while Bill gripped the arms of his chair and looked at me in shock. From that point on all the lashes hit my front except for the times they hit the sides of my hips or thighs to let the tips dig into the crack of my butt or sting my tender inner thighs. Someone yelled, "That is heating her up. Look at her sweat!" The pain increased but no more than my excitement. My audience got wild too I saw girls being fucked while facing me sitting on their boyfriends laps or being fucked doggy style so they would not have to take their eyes off me. Bill was gripping his chair so hard his muscles bulged while he stared at me avidly. As it went on and on I became so excited orgasms began and my vision blurred from my tears. Then just as I was about to lose all control I felt a slap to my tit and realized the girl in front of me was saying something. I focused at the next slap with her hand and heard her say, "Damnit. Can't you hear me? Spread your legs!" I did to feel a searing pain from my pubic bone to my anus. It sent me into a greater orgasm but I still heard someone scream, "Look at her! She is spreading them even wider!" She kept rising me higher with lash after lash to my crotch and there was no delay when she handed the whip to a girl behind me who began bringing it up between my legs to make the ends fall on the face of my crotch with one or more strands burning my clit. I had never tried to count the lashes but that must have completed the hundred because they stopped to stare at my sweating convulsing body until Bill stepped up to me. I pleaded, "Please fuck me. Make the pain go away." Somewhere along the line he had joined the others in removing his clothes so it was a simple matter for him to lift me by my butt cheeks so I could wrap my legs around him to bury his glorious tool into my sopping pussy. I was weak from my orgasms but I didn't need strength since he gripped my sore butt-cheeks to pump him into me to continue my orgasms until he came and let me slide down our wet bodies until I hung limply from the chandelier. Someone lowered it and Bill picked me up to cradle me in his strong arms while someone else took my chains off the chandelier. Bill said, "The party is over gang." and carried me to his bed. I remained naked and wore my chains that night and the next day but that was good because I would not have wanted to put clothes on the welts covering my body and the chains seemed to help him be excited enough to fuck me two more times.

The next day he said he was going shopping for something really special but he had an idea to keep me occupied while I was gone. He surprised me by putting tight panties on me. It was the first time I was covered since the day before. He chained me spreadeagled to the four poster bed then went to a drawer to bring back a huge rubber dick and a smaller one. He put the big one in my pussy and the smaller in my ass then turned them on. They began vibrating to create wonderful sensations to my whole lower body then he clamped two other things to my nipples and turned them on to shake and jerk on my pinched nipples.