It was horrible. My breasts were solid black and blue and were swollen so much it looked as if I had a boob operation.
My pussy was just as bruised and still so swollen my slit was a tight line even though my legs were open. There were black scabs all over it from the barbed wire.
I was bruised for several days. My clit was scratched from the wire and so sensitive I coulddn't stand to touch it. Rob didn't want to hurt me by fucking me and was satisfied by blow-jobs then gently licked my clit which remained tender even later from the terrible abuse.
When I could walk normally he took me to a really nice restaurant. I was surprised he could afford it since I knew the poker game had taken all his money.
I turned out to be a real heroine. Rob told them all about it. The other girls had to admit that though they loved their boyfriends they doubted they would have the courage to save them from the nasty bikers.
Rob bragged that I had been able to take it with only grunts and small screams which made me feel proud but then afraid when Tammy said, "I guess we won't have to use those wimpy whips on you. You must have a real high tolerance for pain."
I tred to explain that it took all my courage but they didn't believe me. Tammy said, "She would have screamed her guts out if it had been all that bad." The others agreed with her.
A few weeks later we had a chance to have another party. Tammy suggested we play strip poker with the winner getting the cocks sucked or pusses eaten by the loser.
I asked, "What happens when one of us is naked. Do we just drop out of the game or what?"
Tammy said, "No. We play until we are all naked. Once you lose your clothes you play for chips with each chip being a lash."
A couple of girls said they had never played poker and I had played penny-ante a lot so I was sure one of them would lose.
Rob passed out chips noting the amount in a notebook.
The chips only counted after we were naked.
Actually my penny-ante experience was no help. I had always played every hand to the end since there was little risk.
I was lucky at first getting miracle cards that let me win. The game was really biased against us girls since all we were wearing was half- shirts and skirts while the boys had pants, shirts, t-shirts, shorts, socks and shoes. They even decided their wrist watches counted since they hid skin.
Rob said we would play until all but one lost their clothes or until midnight.
In a few hands all of us girls were naked while the boys had only lost shoes and socks or nothing. As we got naked Rob handed out chips saying they could be used to buy back clothes. He gave me red chips which I thought was appropriate since that is the way my skin would look if I lost.
The other girls realized that too and began to play very conseratively by dropping out unless they had good cards. Meanwhile I got lucky and the girls chips began to pile up in front of me. I did a dumb thing calling them cowards for not risking their chips. That made them hate me.
Then my luck changed. I lost the chips in front of me in one hand I thought I wouldn't lose.
I got more chips thinking I could win them back. I noticed the girls were playing real conseratively throwing away their hands until they had good cards. Rather than following their lead I chided them for their lack of nerve and plunged on. I had lost about sixty chips when the beer got to me and I had to go to the bathroom. I suddenly realized why the girls were so careful when I saw that next to the cuffs hanging ominously from the ceiling was a willow switch nearly six feet long. I knew it would hurt awfully and that I would get little or no sympathy if I ended up the loser.
I began to play better but it didn't seem to help. Now they recognized when I had a good hand and wouldn't call my bet which left me with a small win. The boys had our chips in front of them so they paid off with them rather than lose clothes. Finally the boys began losing their clothes. I began winning their chips and began to think I may be able to whip one of them.
At midnightd everyone used the chips in front of them to pay off their debt by buying back their color of chips.
I was able to buy back a few of mine but it was obvious I was the loser from all the red chips left in front of them. Rob was the big winner. I was glad he had won since I was sure he would not hit hard.
To my surprise Rob said, "I don't want to hurt her." and gave his chips to the others equally so after their debts were paid even the girl almost as unlucky as me had a few chips in front of her which could be used to give me lashes.
I didn't know what to think. I thought Rob was wonderful not to hurt me but on the other hand he had done me no favor since the others had no reason to go easy. They counted my chips and I had lost a hundred and twenty.
I whimpered, "Oh that is too much. You won't hit hard will you?"
Jo grinned and said, "Yes we will. You should be punished for betting so much. You could have dropped out more often when you had a loser."
They decided to let the guy with the most chips go first but then Tammy said, "That switch is nasty. We should only give her ten then a rest."
That was no concession and she knew it. By getting a lot at once my skin would get numb and it would be over with quickly. This way every lash would hurt and it would last forever with twelve sessions.
"I said, "No. I want to get it over with quickly."
Tammy said, "Don't be silly. This will get you ten orgasms instead of one."
The others agreed and dragged me over to the ropes to pull up my arms. I clenched my thighs together hoping to protect my tender inner thighs but they would have none of that and pulled my legs so widely apart my slit opened.
I sobbed knowing the switch would be terrible there.
They decided that the one with the most chips could be first That was Mike. He came over to me and said, "I have a lot of chips. I'll just give you a warm-up."
He put all ten across my butt. He didn't hit real hard and I was able to take it with just gasps but it still really stung and I realized this was my least sensitive place. The switch dug in to make a terrible sting that seemed to go deep into my body. He said, "That's just right. Great stripes and any harder would cut her."
It was time for my break and Tammy began caressing my ass marvelling at the way the stripes caused ridges above the white skin between them. I was enjoying her caresses when she made me yelp in surprise when she spanked my butt-cheek with her hand. "She said, "Oh look. The spank makes the skin a pretty pink between the stripes."
They must have liked the effect because other hands joined her to spank keeping my butt-cheeks in constant vibration. It wasn't fair. I knew they would not count the spanks as lashes but it was so much better than the switch I didn't complain. Truthfully I was enjoying it,especially the ones at the lower part of my butt that let the ends of their fingers hit my pussy.
I guess they considered the spanking my break because as soon as they were satisfied the skin was pink enough Joy stepped up to say I have a lot of chips too so I'll continue the warm-up.
The excitement that had begun to build disappeared instantly to be replaced by pure pain as she gave me ten hard lashes across my back.
I just blubbered as pain and heat enveloped my body.
I guess they weren't interested in caressing my back because they just stood there watching fascinated as I sobbed. When I calmed a little Mary stepped up and said, "I only have ten so I am going to make them count.
She brought back gasps and screams by alternating lashes on my boobs and pussy. It really hurt and when she quit both my boobs and pussy were throbbing with pain but perversely I knew if she had gone on longer I may have reached orgasm.
At least they were interested in caressing those areas and the pain subsided as hands caressed me and lips and tongues caressed my extended nipples.