He walked out just as I began panting and jerking as excitement quickly grew to orgasms. At first I loved it but finally I just couldn't cum anymore and the constant vibration and pain to my raw nipples became pure torture. I jerked and thrust to try to dislodge them until I just laid there crying until the batteries went dead and I could go to sleep. When I woke up I was untied and he was pulling the rubber dick out of my ass. He said, "They must have done a great job. You were sleeping soundly." I moaned, "It was too much. I couldn't cum any longer and it became torture. Please don't do it again unless you stay to turn them off when I cry mercy."

"I'll remember to do that but now I have a surprise for you. Can you guess what it is?" I don't know. Probably sexy clothes or maybe a new whip." "Wrong. If it were a new whip would you hold a pose for me to use it on you even though you still have welts from the girls?" "It would hurt terribly but I would do it if you wanted me to suffer that much." "Good girl. Here is your surprise." He took a small black box out of his pocket and gave it to me. When I opened it I saw a ring with a huge diamond. I jumped up to hug, kiss, and thank him profusely. He pulled my face back by my hair to grin and say, "I know I will never find another girl like you. This can be an engagement ring if you will have me as a husband." "Oh of course I will marry you. I'll make a wonderful wife for you. I promise I will exercise to keep my figure so you will always be proud of me." "I'll hold you to that. I may want to show you off again. Will that bother you?" I gulped and said, "It makes me feel like a slut to go naked but if I am punished afterward I don't feel guilty." He laughed and said, "No problem. Any time you do something slutty I will punish you." It was a beautiful wedding. In spite of my fears His parents approved on the condition that I would sign a paper that said if I divorced him I would receive only five thousand dollars. That didn't bother me. I planned to stay married to him forever. We honeymooned in the Bahama's. It was beautiful. He found a nude beach to give him an excuse to give me a spanking or whipping every night but none were bad and just excited me for great sex. We got back in time to find a cute apartment to stay while he went to college. He joined the fraternity his father had been in. The first few weeks were a real drag for me because he was gone all day at school or the fraternity and when he came home he had to study. Worst of all the walls were so thin in the apartment he couldn't spank or whip me without our neighbors hearing us so neither of us could get maximum enjoyment of sex.

He hated being a pledge saying it was humiliating to wear a beenie and have to wait on the established members. Worse for him they would "Swat" him on his butt with a large wooden paddle for the smallest infraction. He had bruises on his cute butt constantly. I felt sorry for him. I would have hated it too because unlike my whippings which started easy then got harder as I became excited he would just be hit two or three times very hard that would only bring pain with no chance for an orgasm. One night he came home really depressed. He had found out that in a week the hell week he was going through would end in Hell night. An older member told him that would be ultimate humiliation including being "Swatted" on bare skin but when it was over at midnight he would become a full brother. Perversely his description of having to strip and bend over for swats in front of all those boys excited me. He said, "I would drop out of the fraternity rather than let those sadistic bastards humiliate me but my Dad would be pissed off and I would lose all the connections for success later." Since he hated the idea so bad I knew I could definitely prove my love by volunteering to take his place even though I wasd sure it would not be allowed. I said, "Oh poor baby! I would give anything if I could take your place. I wouldn't care what they did to me as long as it made you successful." He brightened immediately, "You would do that for me! Really?" "Yes. Unfortunately they probably wouldn't let me. Do you think they might let me do it?" "Maybe. It is a lawyer fraternity and we are being trained to negotiate." I felt a little guilty as he hugged and kissed me so impressed with my offer since I was sure it couldn't happen. He left to talk to the officers of the fraternity which gave me time to think about what I had offered. I could never admit it to him but the idea of all those boys spanking my bare butt excited the hell out of me. It also frightened me because during Hell week he had to carry a fraternity paddle with him to be used if he was unable to remember all the words to their song, their pledge, and all their rules. It was made out of a one by ten board and I knew it would bruise because he had only had to take five spanks on his clothed butt and it had left his cheeks black and blue.

I was kept in suspense until the next day. He said, "The good news is that they would put it up for a vote and agreed if it was allowed just to use straps or whips to keep you from being badly bruised. The bad news is that if they agree all the members would get a turn and that you would be naked for it so you can be hit from your armpits to wherever your skirt reaches." I became frightened. I knew they would hit hard from his bruises and had been sure it would not be allowed. Now there was a definite possibility. "Oh God! How nany members are there in your fraternity?" "Fifty." "Jesus. Would they all hit me once?" "Well. Maybe not. When we get a demerit the minimum is five spanks." "Oh God. I can't take that many. I would faint long before I took that many. I only got a hundred at the party and that was from girls not nearly as strong as boys." "This won't be like the party. You took a hundred lashes all at once. This will last from nine to one am. There will be a lot of breaks." I didn't know how to tell him that I would want quite a few at a time so I could become excited enough to welcome the pain.

I was given a possible reprieve when he went on to say that the other pledges would be given the opportunity to offer their girl friends and would have to give their permission for the substitution. I was sure they would not think it was fair for them to suffer while he escaped. The possibility that other girls might volunteer gave me mixed feelings. They might go easier if other girls were there but that would not make me unique and satisfy my desire to be a martyr. The next afternoon he came in obviously excited, "They have agreed! They said I will make a great lawyer because no-one had been inventive enough to offer this alternative before. There have been changes in the program. Some good. You won't be alone. One of the other pledges said his girl would take his place and you may be able to trade lashes for other things. For instance the president said that you could take tem less lashes if you did a strip tease. Since you have to get naked anyway that would be like a gift." "What other things? I won't be asked to fuck them will I?" "No I told them neither of us would allow that but one of the guys avoided ten spanks by masturbating in front of everyone during Hell week and another avoided punishment by letting us watch his girl suck him. I suppose it might be something like that. "Would you think I was cowardly to accept humiliation?" "No,not really. I didn't do it but I was not facing your ordeal." "The other thing they decided was to have you and the other girl go through Hell night the night before the guys. That way if either of you wants to quit before it is over The other pledge or I will still have to go through it." I said, "I could never let that happen. It would be terribly cowardly for me to quit to let us both suffer." That would be much better. I had assumed I would just be one of many being punished. Now I could be a true martyr. Even though some of the attention would go to the other girl I hoped I would be prettier and could be more courageous to really impress everyone. I also admitted to myself that having another girl would cut my lashes in half. "Oh I am glad I won't be alone. Is there anything else." "Yes. The President said that the administration would frown on this so everyone would have to participate to make sure no-one would report it. Even me."

"Oh Jesus. How many guys will that be? "Sixty." "Oh God! I will be just one big bruise!" "No. Remember you will be able to trade lashes for other things that will just be humiliating. There is another concession I got them to make. You can bring three whips of your choice to be used on you. I suggest you pick out something easy. Unfortunately we just have two with us. The strap and the whip with leather thongs. You can shop tomorrow to see if you can find another or will have to make one. Maybe you can find something even better than the ones we have." I shopped for hours. I was just wearing a t-shirt and mini skirt Bill didn't let me wear under wear anymore. It was fun to see men staring at my jiggling boobs and bottom. It was amazing to see how many things were available in pet stores, farm stores, and leather shops. Some things looked really bad such as buggy whips, quirts, and stiff rubber thongs.

I ended up in a shop that had leather things for motorcyclists. It had a whole wall of whips but they looked really bad including a knotted whip like Mom's and one without knots like mine that I knew cut deep and caused bad welts. I was about to leave when a big clerk in leather pants and a Harley t-shirt asked me if he could help me. "I don't think so. All these look like they would leave terrible welts." "You didn't look long enough. My old lady calls this her fun whip. Feel it. It is just soft leather boot-laces. All it will do is make you red. Lift up your skirt and I will give you a taste." I guess all the shopping and imagining how the different whips would feel had created a lot of excitement. Without thinking about it I lifted my skirt up just below my crotch. He grinned and swung it against the front of my thighs. He was right! It just caused a sting and tingle that seemed to travel directly to my pussy. My thighs just turned a light red I knew would fade in minutes. "OOh you are right. There is just a sting and tingle. It could even be used on more tender places."

"Yeah lift up your T-shirt so your tummy can taste it." I did and that was even more exciting so I lifted my t-shirt to my neck to bare my boobs. He brought the whip across them to spread out to cover nearly all of them with the center thong stinging my nipples. I let it cling above my boobs while I caressed them feeling the tingle radiate then I raised my arms to cross them over my head. He hit them again and when I just gasped he hit once more a little harder. That almost brought me to orgasm. I just had to feel it on my pussy. I raised my skirt as high as I could get it and opened my legs a little. He swung the whip up from the floor to make a sting all over my pussy and grinned as I gasped and opened my legs more. He brought it up again but now my legs were open enough to open my slit and the center thong stung my clit. I came! I immediately felt guilty for letting this strange man make me come and quickly paid for the whip and started to leave. He smirked and said, "Come back when you want to try some of the others. I have a back room that is soundproof. You can scream all you want."

I just mumbled, "I don't think I'll want that." and left. I fantasized on the way home about all the "Biker" movies I had seen and imagined being whipped and raped by a bunch of dirty mean guys. When I went in our apartment I stripped to see if I was still red. The marks had faded and I suddenly felt even more guilty to have come with no sign of punishment. I hoped I would be punished severely that night to make up for it. Bill was no help. He brought home a gold bracelet for me and hugged and kissed me. I felt even more guilty. It suddenly dawned on him that I might not know how to do a strip- trase. I admitted I had never seen one but I assumed I would just kind of dance around while taking off my clothes. He told me there was a lot more to it than that and had me dress to practise. He taught me to grind my hips, thrust out my pelvis, and shake my boobs to the music. We decided I would wear a strapless bra that hooked in front, My tiny bikini panties,a pullover blouse and a skirt with an elastic waist. Everything could come off easily and smoothly. At the last moment he decided to remove the little stubble on my pussy to make it look like a little girl's again. That made us both excited and we made love but I didn't have an orgasm. I began to wonder if I could without the excitement of pain. On the way to the house it occurred to me that if I had alternatives to the whip some of the boys would not get their turn. I asked Bill how they would decide who would be allowed to whip me. He explained that the seniors would be first then juniors, etc. The pledges may not get a turn. We got to the house a little early. They gave us strong drinks and took me around to meet everyone. Of course I couln't begin to remember all the names but both of us felt good about all the compliments on my beauty and bravery to do this for Bill. A little later the other girl, Kim, came in. She was not at all what I expected. She was only about sixteen and dressed unsexily in a baggy sweater and long skirt. She was pretty but her blonde hair looked unkempt and her clothes gave no clue as far as her body was concerned. She looked frightened and accepted a drink gladly. I felt even prouder since no-one was making a fuss over her.

Then the President, David, said, "The cast is here let the games begin." He took Kim and my hands to lead us to a big door that the other guys opened so we could go downstairs. Kim kept looking back at her boyfriend anxiously. Another door was opened and we went into a large recreation room I had visited with Bill when he had pledged. I knew it was sound-proof because loud rock music had been playing upstairs and when the second door closed I could no longer hear it. It was all different now. The ping-pong table was gone, The pool table was pushed against the wall, all the furniture was arranged in half-circles facing the front of the room. They had raised the second , third and fourth rows up on pallets so everyone would have a great view. It was like a theatre with the chairs facing center stage which had ropes and leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling and others looped around rings in the floor. I looked at the ropes excitedly knowing I would soon be hanging from them facing the large audience. Kim looked at them and shuddered letting out a little whimper. I was amazed. If she was so frightened about this. Why did she volunteer? David told them to sit down then announced, "We have decided on a change for the strip-tease. We are going to allow a thirty lash deduction for the dance.

Kim and I looked at each other happy for the bonus but then he added, "There is another change. We have decided to make this a contest to make sure the girls do their best to excite us. The winner will be spared the thirty lashes but the loser will get them after the voting. All in one session." It dawned on me that if all alternatives were contests no-one would lose his turn. He flipped a coin to determine who would dance first and Kim was it. I was told to kneel against the back wall until it was my turn after her two songs. When the heavy beat of music started it was obvious she had not prepared for it. She just kind of walked around in time with the music making no effort to be sexy.She made no indication that she would take anything off until the boys began to clap in unison and yell, "Take it off. Take it all off." She turned her back to them and pulled off the sweater, then pulled off the skirt to reveal an oversized cotton slip. She began walking around in that but in seconds the boys began yelling again so she turned her back to them and pulled the slip over her head. I was astounded to see her body in a cotton bra and panties. No- one could have guessed it was that good. Her breasts dwarfed my thirtysix d's and to make them look even bigger her waist was tiny. Not over eighteen inches made to look smaller by her wide hips. She just kind of moved to the music standing in one spot until the boys yelled at her to turn around.

When she did they cheered. She turned back to me briefly blushing but there was a little smile on her face when she took off the bra. After that she didn't have to dance. Just moving around made her boobs swing and shudder with each step. she must have worked up her nerve or become excited by the enthusiasm of the boys because she slowly slid down her panties facing them. Now that she was naked she began walking around again but now she was smiling at all the compliments she heard from the audience. She kept her legs together though to hide her pussy behind the sparse blonde hair. Finally the second song was over. She stood there awkwardly until David led her back to me and helped me up to put her in my position. She knelt there with her arm over her boobs and her other hand covering her pussy until David grabbed her hands and placed them on her ankles then told her sternly to leave them there. Finally he pulled her knees apart but as soon as he removed his hand she snapped them back together. He slapped her thigh hard enough to leave an angry red mark and told her to keep them open. Her defiance caused him to pull them open even more to make her blush as her pussy crack opened but she held the position.

Now it was my turn. I did it just as we practised and the cheers never stopped. After I was naked I danced close to the front row so they could touch me as I went by. They loved my hairless pussy and there seemed to be fingers on or in it constantly. When they got braver and gave me little spanks to my bottom or to the sides of my boobs I just grinned and moved on to let another do it. When the second song ended I got a standing ovation! I was super excited when David led me back to kneel by Kim. I anticipated him and spread my knees even wider than Kim. We knelt there waiting for the results of the vote but both of us knew I had won. Kim whimpered, "You won. I know it. Do you think they will hurt me real bad?" "I don't think so unless you brought really bad whips. They have all night to play with us." "I don't know if they are bad or not. Jim said he made them special. They will probably be bad. He will want to get his money's worth." "What do you mean. Aren't you doing this for love, like me?"

"I don't even like him. If I don't do this his father will foreclose on Dad's farm. Are you really doing this for love? "Yes. Anything they do to me will just prove my love for Bill. I hope they hurt me a lot so he will know how much I care." "God. It must be wonderful to love someone that much. I haven't even had a steady boyfriend." "You mean you have never made love?" "She blushed and said, "Kind of. I play with myself while fantasizing about movie stars. Do you think I am terrible?" "God no. I admire your courage. You obviously hate all this. It makes me excited." "Really! I became excited at the end of my strip but it made me feel guilty." "Once you have been whipped. You won't need to feel guilty about anything they ask you to do that excites you." "I suppose you are right. When Daddy spanks me for being naughty I feel a lot better about myself." David stood in front of us and put his hand on my head to announce I was the winner then he helped us both up to have me kneel between the legs of a guy sitting directly in front of the ropes dangling cuffs.

David brought her to the ropes and began buckling them around her wrists. She looked like a frightened doe. He pulled her legs apart and buckled them to the floor rings then nodded to another guy at the side of the room. He pulled down on the ropes until her feet were pulled off the floor and her skin was tight. Her body looked fantastic but I felt sorry for her because I knew the guys would love hitting her big tits if they got a chance. Jim brought down a big leather bag he placed at her feet. David reached in to bring out a home-made whip. It was just a piece of broom- stick that had a hole drilled in the end to hold a thick yellow electric extention cord. I gasped knowing the heavy copper wire inside would sink deep into the skin to cause bruises even worse than Mom's whip. She just moaned when he laid it over her shoulder to dangle against her tit while he reached in to get another. It was the same thing except it was smaller lamp cord and had four thongs rather than two. He laid that over her other shoulder and reached in again to bring out the first thing I thought might be bearable. It was a thick leather strap about four inches wide that had been sliced evenly to make six thongs about three feet long.

He made slip knots in two of the thongs and slipped the noose around each breast to force them into balls the size of coconuts and let the handle drop against her open slit. She gasped and closed her eyes squeezing out tears. "David said, "Which whip should we use on you for this session?" She moaned, "I don't know. You choose. No wait! I would like to get this over with quickly. Could three of you use all the whips at once." "I think we would get in each other's way." " Not if you hit my front and back at the same time." "I thought we might save that for later but if that is what you want we can oblige." He looked at the front row and said, "I need two right handers and a lefty." Three guys stood up . At least David knew which were the worst. He gave the yellow whip to the first guy and told him to give her ten on her butt then gave the smaller cord to the next guy to give her ten on her tits. On the last man he said, Lucky guy. You get her pussy." Kim was moaning and shaking her head. Evidentally she thought front and back meant her butt and thighs. They hit her slightly out of cadence so you could hear the individual "Slaps!" seconds apart. The audience could not see what was happening to her ass but it obviously hurt bad as she jerked her hips forward only to meet the lash to her pussy followed instantly by a lash to her big tits that made them jump and twist. She screamed then kind of howled with tears flowing as the pain never stopped.

It was all over in less than a minute. I decided I would never ask for that because I could not change that much pain into excitement in such a short time even though it might be best to get it over with quickly. She hung her head sobbing, with welts on her boobs and a thoroughly red pussy. I couldn't see her butt. It was surely a mess. Jim came up to her and said something in her ear. She looked frightened then said, "Thank you. You whipped me just as I asked you to." He wasn't satisfied and had her say it louder. That seemed to relieve the guys who had watched her sob with worried expressions. They all cheered at her statement. They released her and then did a wonderful thing. The three guys who had whipped her began putting some kind of ointment on all the places they had hit. It must have been a pain killer because she stopped sobbing in a few moments. The sobbing changed to little short breaths and she soon had a little smile on her face. We all stared as their big hands lifted and stroked her boobs and slid over and into the lips of her pussy until she became so excited she began slowly twisting her hips to press their hands into her. She must have been close to orgasm when they stopped because she looked frustrated when two of the pledges gave us drinks. While we sipped the strong drinks we stood facing them I noticed Kim had lost all traces of modesty.

I asked Kim if she felt better now and she told me that all the pain had gone away and that she was so excited she was vibrating. When we finished our drinks David made another announcement. "Now we will see which of the girls gives the best hand job. Give me four pledges." While they were undressing Kim asked, "What is a hand-job?" I could hardly believe she didn't know. "You put their dick in your fist and pump up and down on it. It is the way boys play with themselves." "Really? That won't hurt us will it? It might be fun." We watched the boys undress with mounting excitement. When they were nude David had us lie on our backs with a boy on each side. He put our hands on their dicks and I knew it would not take long because they were already very hard. I don't think Kim had ever seen a hard dick before. Her eyes darted from one to the other as she gently stroked them with her fingers.

David announced we will test to see if they are ambidextrous. Give me the stop-watches. We will count the seconds from when one of the guys you are holding cums until the other does it. The boys that hold off longest will give one lash for each second." It turned out to be mutual masturbation because the boys could not resist using their hands on our boobs and pussies as we pumped their dicks. I felt my right hand get wet as he grunted and began to concentrate harder on the left. He was cheating! I could hear him doing the multiplication table to distract himself. It took thirty-six more seconds before he began spurting. Kim took forty four seconds and began to whimper to think that she was about to get even more lashes than she had received before. I went to her and hugged her then asked, "Would you like me to take my whipping first?" "Oh yes! Would you? I want to put it off as long as possible." David demurred. "We had planned to whip both of you at once. I planned a concession. We would average the seconds to make it forty each and you can choose your whip.

"Oh Kim. Agree to that! You will get two less and we can use my whip. It is not as bad as yours." "Yes but that is not fair to you. We will take thirty-six together and then I will take four more." David yelled, "Does that sound good to you, guys?" They all yelled in agreement and Bill brought down a sack with my whips. When I took them out they looked really wimpy next to hers but Kim looked at the bootlace whip with it's three foot thongs in fear. She whispered, "That looks evil. You won't pick it will you?" I whispered back. "Don't let it fool you. It is the easiest one although it looks the worst. Look brave and choose it." I held it up. She gulped and in a quavering voice said, "You can use this one."

They all cheered and then the boys in the front row jumped up to help tie us. We were hung up back to back sideways to the audience the our ankles were cuffed together with ropes tied from the cuffs to the ceiling then the ropes were raised until we were almost doing the splits. As a final touch one of the big guys took off his belt to put around our waists to squeeze our butts together. I know it may sound perverse but it was fantastically exciting to be tied that way in front of all those excited men. My pussy was split open to the point that when one of the boys cupped my pussy in his hand his three center fingers slid in past the outer lips with his middle finger pressing and rubbing my clitoris. I must have been very wet because he seemed surprised when he said, "My God this is exciting you." "Oh yes. Please whip me first." Some boy in the audience said, "Kim's whipping was over too soon. You should count to ten between lashes so we can see them all." David agreed and Kim whimpered, "Oh I wanted it to be over quickly."

I was glad because that would let me feel the sting travel to get me excited. David had been lining up the boys to whip us and the first boy drew back the whip and brought it across my breasts. It made the exciting sting but Kim let out a small scream and I realized he was standing so close that the thongs close to the handle were hitting me with the ends going around my sides to hit her. They were cheating us! Each lash would hit both of us but I didn't care! Each lash just raised my excitement and when the next boy hit Kim the ends coming around made a sharper sting that made it even better. I looked down to see my boobs jump and quiver under the thongs then looked out at the audience staring at us in fascinated silence to hear the "Snap!" of the whip. The ten lashes completely covered our tits so they started working down our bodies until they had to hit diagonally to let the whip go between our legs. That put me into orgasm and I thought Kim might be there too because she was grinding and pumping her butt into mine with each lash.

Finally we were to the last four lashes and the guy stood in front of Kim to bring it up in her pussy with the ends snapping into me just below my navel. Someone yelled, "Back up a little." he followed their advice and now the ends exploded right on my splayed pussy and clit. The next two brought on unbelievable orgasms. They took off the ropes to our legs and when they were down we clenched and released our legs to allow the orgasms to taper off. My inner thighs were wet from liquid dripping out of my pussy and we were covered with sweat. Two boys brought cool wet towels to blot up the sweat and our juices and this also stopped the pain and cooled our hot skin. When our breathing returned to normal they untied us and helped us to the couch where they brought us drinks. Kim and I gulped our drinks and they brought more. Then David asked, "Are you alright." Kim and I agreed we were fine except we were exhausted. He agreed we should be and said we could take a break and just mingle. When I was rested I went to the back of the room to kneel by Bill.

"Am I doing alright? Are you proud of me? I am doing this for you." "Yes I am very proud. Everyone thinks you are beautiful and very, very brave. They think I am very lucky to have found you." He gave me a deep kiss then said, "Go ahead and mingle. I know they all want to see you close up. We can't blame them if they want to touch you. You have made them very excited. I won't be jealous even if you enjoy it." They had got up from their chairs to get drinks too so I walked over to the bar for a refill. Bill was right. They gave me one compliment after another and everyone wanted to lift my breasts to compare the white underneath to the redness across my nipples and to spread my pussy lips to see if the normal pink of the inner parts had reddened. I saw Kim was mingling too and went over to her. She had a blissful smile on her face as boys caressed her breasts, pussy and butt. When she noticed me she giggled and said, "These drinks are going through me. Do you know where a bathroom is?" I did and realized my bladder was full too. We went to the bathroom hand in hand. When we got inside she hugged and kissed me mashing her boobs into mine and said, "I love you.You are a genius to get them to use that whip. The whips Jim brought just hurt terribly but yours made me excited. I came! Do you believe that?" "Yes. I came too. I am glad to know other girls can get off on pain. I thought I might be perverted." "Oh no! It is just the situation. I am a real baby normally. I cry if I stub my toe but this is entirely different. At the end I was wanting them to hit harder." "Yes." I giggled, "And best of all our boyfriends think we are suffering terribly for them. Actually this has me so turned on I would give them all blow-jobs if they asked me." She looked puzzled and said, "What is a blow-job." I had forgotten how naive she was and explained. "That sounds gross. Does it taste bad?" "No. All these boys bathe regularly. It will be like sucking your thumb only bigger. You can spit out their cum if you want but it doesn't taste bad either." Kim said, "Let's pee and go back. It is great to get all the compliments and feel their hands on me." We mingled for awhile then David came up to us to say, "Are you ready for the next phase?"

We were more than ready. By then we were so excited by all the fodling we just nodded our heads. "Good. We can give you a choice. You can simultaneously whip each other or we can have another contest. "I said "I don't want to hurt Kim." "I don't want to hurt Sue either. "Then it will be the contest. We want to see which of you gives the best blow-jobs. The one who gets the most guys off in ten minutes will be the winner." "I don't think Bill will like that." He said you might object but it is alright with him. Right Bill?" Bill said, "Yes. It will be better than seeing her hurt." Jim stood up to say, "Kim will do it." I have two concessions for you. Your mouths may get dry so there will be a full glass of water by you at all times and so you may get some pleasure from it the pledges will take turns licking your pussies." That made Kim giggle but he had not given us the bad news. The penalty for the loser.

"What does the winner get and what happens to the loser?" "The winner will get a five lash reduction for everyone she gets off. The loser will take her whips to the men who have not whipped you. You will offer them their choice of whips, Their choice of the body part they want to whip and assume the position they want you to be in. You won't be tied but if you get out of position he can start over. You will get five lashes for each person your opponent gets off." Kim looked stricken. I knew immediately what was wrong. She pictured someone using that terrible yellow whip on her boobs or pussy.she had purple welts on her butt from it. I hugged her and said loudly, "Good luck." but I also whispered "Do your best. I'll try to let you win." They placed us kneeling on the floor with our legs spread. Our hands were hand cuffed behind our back so we could not cheat by using our fingers to stroke them while we sucked. A pledge slid under me from behind and I felt the wonderfulness of his tongue stroking my clit. It really didn't take any skill. The boys were so excited from seeing us whipped and fondling us they took very little time to get off. I was glad the pledges had been told they would lick one minute then be replaced because if they had changed evry time their "Brother" had cum the delay in sustituting lickers would not have let me get off.

After the second boy had flooded my mouth my licker was changed and I used the delay to gulp down some water and look at Kim. She was having the same experience. The boy in front of her had barely put his dick in her mouth when he came. Some of the boys were nasty. They would pull out their dicks when they came to put spurt after spurt on my face. That was really humiliating but I had the consolation of a tongue in my pussy to keep me in a state of excitement. When the time was up I knelt there panting in excitement from the orgasm I had reached from having my pussy licked. David announced. "Kim won! With an even dozen!" I suddenly realized cum was dripping from my face and I felt terribly humiliated. I asked if I could go to the bathroom to wash. Jim yelled, "Kim can clean her with her tongue!"

Kim made no protest. She began licking and sucking on my face. When she got close to my ear she whispered, "This is the least I can do for letting me win." It wasn't really true it had just been a matter of luck in my getting guys with more restraint but it felt good so I didn't argue. When my face was clean someone yelled, There is some on her tits." She licked and sucked them all over even lifting them to lick the undersides that couldn't possibly have cum. I became excited again but then David said it was time for me to pay the penalty and told the next twelve guys to come forward. They left my handcuffs on to make me feel more vulnerable. They seemed to enjoy having me hold poses presenting the part they wanted to spank even more than hurting me. They didn't hit hard but it was only pain because the delays and the short sessions of five spanks could not let me get super excited. One pose brought an orgasm because the pose itself was painful and it allowed the thongs to hit my clitty on each lash. Two guys picked me up by my legs while balancing me by gripping my shoulders. Two other guys brought over chairs they put under my heels. When they slowly let my torso down I was doing more than the splits and my hips ached as they threatened to dislocate. One of the guys yelled, "Wow! That really opens her pussy. Look! You can see clear inside!"

I felt humiliation along with the pain only to increase when the boys took their hands off my shoulder to squeeze my breasts tightly under their big hands then used them to lift me up and down to let the boys see my lips move open even wider. They finally tired of the game and another boy began bringing my thonged whip between my legs to "Slap" then drag over my clit as it went on up my stomach only to drop to "Slap!" again. I came at the fifth and they let me calm a bit Before bending me over forward to a ninety degree angle and then pulled back my face with my hair. A boy picked up my strap and began hitting the sides of my breasts. My big boobs got me in trouble. The boys loved watching them bounce and tremble so they held me in that position for fifteen more lashes hitting every part of them with the last five all going across my nipples. I came so hard I screamed and they gave me a break to have two more drinks so I could calm down They took me over to the pool table and had me kneel there while they tied my hand cuffs to my ankles then used two more ropes to pull my knees apart to tie to the ball pockets on each side. It was a great position for them because they could hit my boobs, stomach and pussy easily. They gave me my last thirty which brought on an orgasm so powerful I must have passed out because the next thing I remembered I was lying on my back untied and the boys were caressing salve on me.

My body was glowing red and Kim said, "Don't hit her anymore. She has had enough. I'll take whatever is left." David said. "I don't think you can stand it. The two of you still owe one hundred and thirty. But since you are being good enough to volunteer I think we could settle for half at sixty-five if you took them all at once. Right guys?" They all agreed saying that was plenty but argued they would not all get a turn so David said the sophomores could have three and the pledges two. Kim gulped then said, "I think I can take that many if you use Susan's whips." They all cheered. Me too because I was still too sore to want anymore.

They put leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles then tied the wristcuffs to ropes hanging drom the ceiling. I assumed she would be tied standing, spreadeagled but then one of the boys wrapped his arms around her stomach and lifted her laying face down horizontally while two other boys tied ropes to her ankle cuffs. When the boy holding her waist let her down she was doing a back-bend with her arms and legs spread wide to keep her balanced. As a final touch they used a smaller rope to tie to her hair to pull her head up so we could see her griefstricken face. It must have been very uncomfortable because she strained to straighten her back only to let down again. The boys stared at her big boobs moving with her efforts. I knew they would be favorite targets. They were! The boys loved hitting the outside of one to see it smash into the other then hit between them to make them jump into her armpit. Her boobs got forty of the sixtyfive with the remainder going to her pussy or the crack of her butt. She was screaming but I could tell she was getting off by the liquid splattering when her pussy was hit. She was still conscious when they took her down and laid her on the pooltable for several hands to put on salve. In a few moments her sobs turned to moans and she squirmed and raised her boobs or pussy against the hands with a smile on her face. She was arching like a cat being stroked. She finally let out a sigh and settled down.

Two of the boys pulled her to a sitting position and handed her a drink. She gulped it down and was given another. David took my hand and led me over to her then held up both our hands and said, The champions! Let's have a cheer for two very brave girls." We stood there smiling in triumph. I think we both knew the boys would never have gone through what we had. Jim and Bill brought us our clothes and we walked to the bathroom slowly to put them on so the boys could have one last chance to fondle us. When we got inside Kim turned to me excitedly to say, "God! That was a fantastic experience!" "Yes, but I felt sorry for you. Your poor tits must be awfully sore." "No! They are tingling and swollen but they don't hurt. Feel how firm they are. I did. It was amazing! I prided myself on my firm boobs but hers felt like they had been pumped up." She suddenly looked sad, "Oh god, Sue. After tonight just sex will be boring." "I am sure Jim will be happy to whip you." "Oh no. He is too mean. I have done what he asked. I am going to stay away from him. Could you and Bill whip me sometime?"

"No I don't think so. You are much too beautiful to be around Bill. I would be jealous because I know he would want to fuck you. Give me your phone number though. Some of the boys were not mean when they whipped you. The next time I come here with Bill I will give them your number." We were dressed by then. Jim pounded on the door and said, "Come on let's go. I am in a hurry to fuck your brains out." Kim blushed and said, "I agreed to that too but I'll bet he is a lousy lover." Bill was very happy with me. He made love to me twice and the next day took me shopping for clothes. He said he was sorry he had put me through that ordeal and that it would never happen again. I didn't believe that but I let him think I had suffered terribly for him. That may have been a mistake. When we went to adinner at his fraternity one of the guys asked when they could see my lovely body hung up again and he said, "Never! She has gone through "Hell Night" for me. That is enough."

He hasn't whipped me since that fantastic night. I have been trying to think of a way to let him know I would enjoy it but I don't know how to do it without looking like a pervert. I am going to have to do something. Kim was right. Sex is nothing without the excitement of exhibiting my nude body and experiencing pain.

THE END