From then on they became leery of me and only called or dropped out when I had winning hands to give me small pots or to let themselves draw cheaply to beat me on the last card. At midnight I had lost eleven chips for a hundred and ten lashes They added two lashes so they could all have sixteen. I said to Ted. "I don't know what went wrong. I played good. I shouldn't have lost."

"You bought the wrong book. It should have told you to back off when someone is on a rush." "But my hand was always the best when I bet it." "Unless your hand is unbeatable on the flop. You can never be sure you have a winner until the last card comes. Even then you can be fooled by idiots hanging in there with low pairs. Didn't you notice I was in very few hands?" I had but just assumed he had bad cards. Ted said, "This will be bad. The guys know they can hit hard with the thong whip without cutting you. I hope you learn not to set yourself up for whipping again." I shuddered realizing even the thong whip would be terrible on my breasts and pussy and knew they would be favorite targets. He just reminded me I had begged to play to get this. I said, "I have already learned. From now on I will be whipped only when you want me to be." While we talked the other guys rushed over to lay the net out on the floor and put the ropes over the hooks. Then Dick and Sam led me over to the net where Sam grabbed my loincloth and ripped it off driving the string into my butt. I gingerly laid on my back feeling the little stickers digging in my butt and back then they stretched out my arms and legs to tie them to the corner ropes. They pulled up the ropes at my wrist to stand me up as my body moved against the net to drive stickers into new areas. Then they tortured me by pressing the ropes into my back and butt as they decided if that was to be a good starting position as they studied the magazine. The anticipation was killing me. They decided it was at least for the first sixteen and two boys unhooked the ropes near the center of the net while two other boys pulled the net and me tight to tie my ankles to the floor.

the boys at my sides held on to the middle ropes to keep the net tight against my ass. Then there was a sharp sting across my stomach below my belly-button followed immediately with gobs of pin sticks as the boys jerked the ropes to pull the net into my ass. From then on the boys at the sides would jerk on the ropes in time to make my body lurch forward to meet the whip. Amazingly the double pain just brought on fantastic excitement. I was in orgasm by the time he finished and was glad for the break as Ted held a glass of whiskey for me to sip because I was sure that if they had continued my orgasms would have become so strong I would have passed out and I didn't want to miss anything. Then Sam said, "I want you to see the toy I made." He left and then came back to show us how he had drilled holes into a thick piece of leather to lace over the strings of his oversize tennis racquet. That scared me bit I resigned myself to it and was waiting for them to turn me around when I felt a terrible sting with needles on my ass. I lurched forward with a squeal. Ted said, ""That gives me an idea." He stepped in front of me and dropped his pants to shove his dick into my pussy. I was a little ashamed it was wet enough to let his big dick slide in easily. Then Ted said, "Go." The terrific "Slap! on my ass drove me into Ted to make another slap as our bodies collided and his dick went in so deep I was sure it had forced itself into my cervix. Towards the end we were both yelling, "Faster!" and when the stings stopped I continued to dig in my toes to lurch forward until Ted's soft dick slid out of me.

Then Dick suggested they let me loose for a break and to check out the effect on my body. They helped me over to the couch for me to lie on my belly sipping a drink while they caressed my ass seemingly awed as they agreed it was the wildest thing they had ever seen. I was dying of curiosity so when I had calmed down I got up to go to our bedroom to look in the mirror. My butt was really stinging and when I saw it I understood. My butt and upper thighs were covered with red squares with even redder edges where the rope had dug in. It wasn't bleeding but the edges looked like whisker burns and I knew they would be visible for days. When I returned Ted said, "Face the net. We decided to put squares on your front." I whined, "Oh no! That paddle will ruin my boobs and it will knock the wind out of me." Sam said, "No. Just the thong whip like we promised. I appreciate the exception to try out my paddle." I felt stupid. I had forgotten the agreement. I could have said "No" to the paddle and probably would have if I had remembered. I faced the net and was tied to it again with the boys holding it tight against my stomach and boobs to torture me by sliding it slightly back and forth to bring new stickers into play. Then Ted said, "It is a shame to waste that great ass. Let's cut cards to see who gets to butt-fuck her while she is being whipped. I didn't want that! Four of the boys had dicks as big as Ted's and his had made my ass bleed which left scabs that were really irritating. I yelled, "No. Just whip me."

Ted said, "How about trading her an ass-fucking for a turn. Since Sam and Bob have already whipped her they will be out of the competition. High card gets to butt-fuck her and loses his turn. Four boys agreed but only if Ted dropped out too since he had already fucked me. Ted said, "Is that alright with you, Sherry?" "No. You will think I am a coward." "No. I want this so you will know I own you and can give you away if I want to." With Sam and Ted out my odds on getting a small dick was better and now he couldn't say I was a whore. I said, "Alright. If that is what you want." Dick won and I was happy. He had a long skinny dick that wouldn't tear me up. He was even nice enough to smear vaseline on it before he put it in. John began whipping me concentrating on my crotch but it wasn't bad since the rope squares kept most of the thongs from going into my slit. John must have decided he wasn't hurting me because he moved to my breasts to hit my nipples poking through the squares. It really hurt and I squirmed and fought the ropes which only scratched me and made Dick say, "Keep that up! She is moving like crazy." He made up for that cruelty by bringing his hands around me to sink his fingers into my pussy and kept them there even though the whip hit his hands a few times. Someone yelled "Sixteen!" but my orgasms were just starting and Dick was still hard, I screamed, "No! Don't stop."

Tom grabbed the whip and continued hitting me as I squirmed against the stickers until I had a monster orgasm that kept giving me after shocks even after Dick had pulled out. I was so exhausted they had to hold me up as they untied me then carried me to the couch to lie face up to enjoy the caresses of hands full of the salve Ted was giving them. The pain left almost instantly to be replaced with a wonderful warm feeling as hands caressed my boobs, tummy, and pussy all at the same time. I guess Ted became bored by it or jealous of their hands on me since he said, "Lets get this over with. We still have thirty- two. How should we do them." He wasn't asking me but I said, "Whatever it is I want all thirty-two at once. I am exhausted and want to get it over with too." They went into a huddle, giggling occasionally, Then Ted came back to say Mike and Joe agree to hit you at the same time to get it over fast but we only have one thong whip. Should one of them use a switch or your snake whip?" I whined, "Oh god. They are both terrible. I guess the snake whip but only on my back parts." They agreed and I went over to the net that was now on the floor. I asked if I should lie on it but Ted said, "No. It will be in our way." I was glad and went to the center of the room to hold out my hands and spread my legs for the cuffs. To my surprise they didn't tighten me. My elbows were at eye level.

Then they dragged the net under me and took the center ropes to lift it up between my legs to let the stickery rope slide into the crack of my ass and my slit. Somebody jerked the rope to make needles hit my clit and asshole. I desperately pulled myself up by my arms to let it slide out but could only hold there for a short time. They watched me curiously until My arms cramped and I slowly let myself down on it again only to have the snake whip sting my ass which made me jerk forward to drag needles on my clit. I screamed just as the thong whip came down to bury the tips into my pussy to make me lurch back to feel the needles. As another lash hit my ass with the knot going into my ass-crack I desperately lifted myself but someone just tightened the rope and now I had to hold myself up still having the needles drag against my clit and ass-hole with each lash to keep all my weight from resting on the rope. It was awful and yet just before the end something snapped and it suddenly didn't hurt anymore. I let myself down to stand on tip-toes numbly feeling the rope seeming to saw me in two. When they released me they saw the rope was wet with my blood and Ted told me to kneel in front of the couch with my head on the seat while they put salve on my pussy and ass-hole. It never did hurt. The numbness on the rope was just replaced by the numbing of the salve. They caressed me a long time. Even my boobs which had not been hit while they commented on my bravery. My pussy and ass-hole had scabs on them for a few days. To get even I used that as an excuse to keep him from fucking me. I enjoyed his growing horniness only slightly allayed by blow-jobs. He was nice to me all week bringing home presents and being sweet. At the next poker game we agreed I would not play and that gave me more revenge as there was no excuse for the boys to whip me. I missed the whipping though and the next day I told Ted I was well and he should whip me for depriving him. He knew I wanted it and only stung me enough to start orgasms before fucking me.

The next week he said we were going to dinner at his folks and he was getting me a new dress Jan had designed and made. It was hardly a dress. More like a costume. He held up a satin strap and a skirt that was just strips of satin kind of like a grass skirt only less modest. I put on the skirt and found every step bared my legs to the waist and it was so short my pussy was only covered when I was standing straight. He said he would help me with the top. He looped the strap around my neck then turned over the end to show a small alligator clamp had been sewed in. When he let it close on my nipple I squealed. It felt like I had been bitten. He said, "You'll get used to it." I did kind of but it felt like little animals were biting me with sharper bites when he hit bumps to make my tits move. We walked into the house with me walking very smoothly to keep my boobs from bobbing to avoid sharper bites. We went into the living room and I was embarrassed to see my folks were there but then I noticed Jan and Mom were wearing costumes identical to mine.

Ted said he would get us a drink and I walked gracefully over to where Mom was kneeling by Dad's leg while he caressed her hair. The skirt strips had slipped between her legs and toward her butt to show her legs clear to her waist and I saw the clips were lifting her breasts to eliminate the crease below them just like mine. I said, "God Mom. Is it really you. You always dressed so modestly. You even wore one piece bathing suits with ruffles." "I know I was but this is the way Ben likes me and he is the boss. I could never have a better husband. Besides it makes me feel really sensual. I never knew how good it felt to go without panties or bra until Jan convinced me. You must like it too." "God Yes! I feel horny constantly."

"Me too but Ben makes sure I get satisfied." We are one big happy family now. Mom likes whipping too. The men have us play games with the loser being whipped. We cheat like crazy trying to lose.

THE END