I ignored them thinking they were just poor losers. It seemed like I could do nothing wrong. I continued to win. I am sure they were surprised and disappointed when I won at first. I gloated over my stacks of chips totalling over three hundred and began thinking about what I could buy for Ted. But then my luck went bad. I played a nine and deuce of hearts to have a four card flush and on the last card another heart came. One guy bet ten another raised and I re-raised only to find they also had flushes bigger than mine. It continued with me calling to the end only to be disappointed by not getting the card I needed or worse getting a card that gave me the second best hand. My chips began to dwindle with a few wins to encourage me but they seemed to know what I had and when I hit my card they would fold leaving me with a small pot.

Then I was dealt an Ace and six of spades and when the cards were put up I had an Ace high flush. This time I didn't raise to keep them in the game and was happy that another guy did. On the next card there was a pair on the board which should have worried me but I raised again to be called. On the last card I pushed out my last twenty dollars and triumphantly turned over my Ace high flush only to see two full houses. Ted put a stack of red chips in front of me saying they were worth ten dollars saying at the end I could buy back my red chips if I won. I began playing more conservatively now that the risk was higher, My stack represented a hundred lashes. Now my luck went the other way. I would throw away my hand only to groan when the last card would have given me the best hand. Even when I had the best I feared the worse and only called to win a small pot. I eventually lost my stack and was given another. I lost it too but then I thought they would never actually give me two hundred lashes and began gambling again. I began to win again! I won two hands in a row but then Ted looked at his watch and said, "Last hand." I got three aces which could not be beat and bet heavily to pull in a nice pot and begged them to play a little longer but Ted said, "You knew the rules."

I bought back my red chips from the three big winners then they all cashed in and began to count my red chips. The big winners agreed to sell some of my chips to guys that didn't have any saying, "Hell my arm will be sore if I give her all these myself." They separated my chips in stacks of ten and I was horrified to see I had lost two hundred and twenty. The worse part was that I had forced myself in the game. If I hadn't been so anxious to win I could have enjoyed myself at a movie. I definitely deserved anything that happened to me resolving not to be stupid enough to ever play again. As agreed the biggest winner gave me a chip and I got up to take off my clothes to stand there nervously. One of the winners asked, "How should we tie her?" Ted said, "That's up to you. Ten bucks to tie her in any position, or to hold the pose of your choice for each set of ten." That seemed to give me a break I would only get half the lashes. One of the guys said, "Great. I know how I want her to switch her butt. I am going to pick out a switch. Two others followed him out the door.

That scared me and I whined, "I thought you would just use the thong whip." Ted said, "The whip or paddle is their choice. I'll go easy on you with mine." That was not much consolation he only had about twenty red chips. The boys came in and Dick said, "Let's start by redding up that cute round ass." I was relieved because that was least sensitive and I hoped it may bring on some excitement. He dropped two red chips on the table and went to get ropes and the pipe Ted had made after seeing the one on the boat. I found just being tied would be an ordeal. They had me bend over until my shoulders were touching my legs. Thankfully I was very flexible from cheerleading and my dance lessons. They tied my biceps to my legs and ran a rope around my back and through my legs until was so far under I could see my pussy pooching out from between my legs through my cleavage. Then Dick said, "Lets fix it so she can see what's happening. He left for a moment then came back with some big paper clamps with strings attached. He snapped them on my nipples then used them to pull my breasts to the side to open my cleavage.

Finally they spread my legs to buckle on the pipe. I was very unstable and Dick said I would have to be held so I wouldn't fall over. If they had done nothing else it would have been torture enough. My legs were already starting to ache and the pinch and pull on my nipples stretched as far as they would go caused a deep ache. I saw legs to my right and then a searing sting fell across my butt cheeks to make me yelp. He kept hitting them moving down slowly until there was a really nasty one just above my pussy. I realized in horror that the next if he continued down would cross the lips of my pushed out pussy. I screamed when I saw the switch dig into my pussy lips to make them jump as agonizing pain seemed to crawl inside me. He put his last one in the same place to bring another scream. They held me in position while one of them caressed my stinging pussy commenting on the red stripes that had been caused. My sobs subsided then another boy said, "That position is fine for me." I groaned realizing that I would not get half the lashes since I would only be paid for new positions.

He hit alternate inner thighs at a rapid pace to set all of them on fire then finished with an uppercut to each pussy lip. I began to cry hysterically and they began untying me then let me lie on the floor shuddering with sobs.I realized this whole session would be nothing but torture since the terrible pain followed by delays would never let me work up excitement. Someone gave me a drink and I gulped it down. It seemed to help, then Ted said, "Let me show you how brave she is." I was glad he was taking his turn since he had said he would go easy. He had me get on my knees then told me to lift the underside of my breasts with my palms. Then he left to come back with my skinny whip. "I moaned, "Please. No." but he ignored me and brought down the whip. I saw it bury itself in my breasts as deep pain coursed through my body. I released them to caress the nasty red welt until he said, "I am ready." I sobbed and moved my hands back under them this time leaving them there as lash after lash made them burn and throb. I found I was gripping them tightly until they were so hard the whip bounced off rather than sinking in. He said, "Let go." I thought he was done but he hit across both nipples to make them disappear only to pop back out hardened by the stimulation.

They applauded my performance then let me recover while they huddled to discuss other things to do to me. The break and a drink let me calm down but fear remained since I knew the rest would not be any easier. As I laid there caressing my stinging pussy and boobs I knew they would be stinging even more and considered running to our bedroom to lock myself in but I was afraid that would cause our marriage to be called off and the pain I had already suffered would be for nothing. Then I became angry at myself since this was all my fault and made up my mind that I deserved the worse they could do to me. They seemed to like the idea of my showing my courage by being untied. Another boy dropped in two chips then told me to lie on my back and push up my pussy. He kept saying higher until my head was way below my pussy then brought the switch down hard on my left pussy lip.I screamed and dropped back to the floor caressing the sting until he said push it up again. I worked up my courage and did it again only to feel the terrible sting to my right pussy lip. I collapsed again only to have to raise up again. That time I managed to stay up for the fourth.

But the fifth that went into my slit to cause terrible pain to my clit was too much. I collapsed holding my pussy and moaned. I can't do it anymore. He said, "Too bad. That means I will have to tie you upside down and start over." The thought of that pain being wasted was too much. I cried, "No. I'll do it but please hit faster and get it over with." I lifted up again and managed to hold myself up as my pussy exploded in pain from five quick lashes with the last on my clit. I collapsed sobbing and again they gave me a drink and let me recover. I said, "I can't do this anymore. Please tie me." "One of them said in awe, "Jesus I thought she would beg us to quit but she only wants to be tied." I felt good when another said, "She really has guts" and the others agreed. Then Sam said to Ted, "I liked the way she made her tits hard by gripping her tits for you. I know how to make them really hard." He left coming back with some twine. He made a slipknot and slipped them over my breasts and tightened the loop then began wrapping them tightly around the base of my breasts moving forward until they felt and looked like cantaloupes.

He said he wanted to have me be very still so he could make nice even stripes so they tied me to the beam support in the middle of the room wrapping rope around my tummy and arms so tightly I could barely breathe. My tits began to throb from the pressure and turned maroon colored. He put ten stripes on my boobs to cover all of them from the top to the base with a final one across my nipples. I bawled constantly as they released me to allow me to take deep breaths and again I was given a drink. Normally after drinking that many strong drinks I would have been drunk but they just seemed to help calm me although the stinging of my boobs and pussy remained. Then one of the guys said, "Jesus. She has me horny. I would give a chip for a blow-job." The humiliation would be nothing compared to the pain. I looked at ted and said, "Would that be alright?" "He said, "That is up to you." I quickly agreed and blew all of them saving myself sixty lashes although it was terribly humiliating to crawl to them and get on my knees to beg them to let me suck them for a chip while they stood around making comments and suggestions to stop sucking to lick their balls to hold off ejaculation as long as possible.

Even worse some of them jerked their dicks out of my mouth to shoot cum over my face laughing as I frantically wiped it off. I felt like the lowest whore but even that was better than more pain. At the last one Ted said, "There only six chips left." My pain had finally turned to just throbs. Having the pain start again terrified me. I cupped my poor maroon pussy swollen so much my slit was just a tight line and cried "Please don't hit me anymore with those nasty switches." I was grateful to the boy that said, "Maybe we should give her a break. Her tits and pussy are maroon and swollen and there is even a little blood." Ted said, "She still owes sixty. She won't mind if we use the thong whip. Will you Sherry?" The thong whip would be easy after the switches and I might even become excited enough to ignore the pain. I said gratefully, "Oh yes. Especially if you will give them all continuously." The boy still had doubts so Ted said to me, "Prove to them you won't mind. Tie yourself." I walked to the cuffs hanging ominously from the ceiling but then I thought I would definitely prove my courage and walked to the wall where Ted had bolted on padded manacles that snapped shut when your wrists or ankles were pushed into them. I turned to face them defiantly panting with excitement and spread my legs widely to push them into the manacles gasping at the loud "Click" when they snapped shut. Then I stretched to push in my wrists. I stared at them enjoying the awed looks on their faces and a comment, "Jesus. She is willing to take all of them on her front."

The boy who had been reluctant said, "I don't want to give her all of these." and shared his chips with the others. Ted said, "She wants them continuously so be ready for your turn. Let her brace herself with a three count between lashes." I loved that. If there was any chance I might convert the pain to excitement that would provide the chance. James came over to me and looked at me expectantly. I realized he was waiting for some sort of signal and said softly, "Please whip me."

My fondest hopes were realized. He hit me only hard enough to cause a bearable sting on my less sensitive tummy and thighs that I was able to bear with only small gasps at the stings.