I knew why she had said I would look like a tiger when she turned around and let her skinny whip out of it's coil then brought it over her head to make a terrible "Snap!" when it hit the floor. It was about four feet long and I knew the leverage would make it terrible.
I yelled, "No. Not that! Just use the thong whip!"
"Fuck you bitch. That was not in the agreement. This will make lovely welts."
Dick was by my side and I looked at him through tears of fear and plaintively said, "Dick. Please."
"I warned you Baby. It is too late to back out now."
I hated myself for being so stupid. I should have told them just to use the thong whip.
I loved Dick when he said, "Let's take it easy on her gang. She might not volunteer again if it is too bad."
Kay grabbed the tips of the whips of the two people in front of me and stretched them across my tits with the tips in the middle. She said, "Perfect. Don't step closer as your tips may tangle. This should pull her tits apart."
Then she went to the back and pulled the whip on my right over until the tip was at my left nipple then did the same on the other side. She said "When you get to her ass pull back so the tip can get into the crack. Left side start at bottom right at top don't let the whips tangle when you meet."
I sobbed as I thought of those tips digging into my tender ass-crack and into my slit. The way she had positioned the whips the most painful tips would be sinking into my spayed pussy. I knew they would not waste many lashes on my tummy.
They did start easy but this single strand was much different than the multiple thongs. It provided a narrow cutting pain and seemed to sink in deeper than the multiple thongs. It was bearable though and the pain was constant because as the front whips pulled back for the next swing the back whips dug into the sides of my breasts and down to my ass crack and later the back of my pussy and then wrapped around my thighs.
It hurt but it was also exciting and I stared fascinated as the whips pulled my breasts apart on the backswing to leave a narrow stripe of red on my trembling body. the stripes slowly worked their way down to provide some relief as my tummy was striped rather than the greater pain of a nipple or pussy. Incredibly I was looking forward to the extra pain of the tips biting into my slit but it was worse than I expected and I howled as first one then the other bit into my clit then violently ripped my pussy lips open.
That completed the first forty eight and I panted and trembled as new people had their whips positioned.
Then the next forty eight commenced as I hung there with gritted teeth and clenched eyes trying to get to the relief of orgasm. I made it just as the front whips bit into my pussy and then they stepped back staring at my sweating pulsating body as Kay stepped in front of me. I watched glazed as someone stretched her whip to my nipple.
Then pain and orgasm hit at once as the tip came down on my right nipple then my left six times then it was going into my pussy and I pumped as hard as I could to meet it screaming at each one until she stopped.
They let me down and then carried me to our big tub Dick had evidentally filled with cool water.
I turned on my side and Kay and Muffy gently laved the cool water on my breasts and pussy as the pain and heat went away.
Dick brought in a tray of drinks and I chugged two down to get the calm of the alcohol and relieve my dry mouth.
Kay said, "God girl. You were awesome. It was unreal. We could hardly believe our eyes when you pushed out your pussy to meet the whip. Did it seem like I was hitting hard?"
"Oh yes. I thought my pussy was being torn."
"It wasn't. At the end I moved forward to just slap your pussy. You were so turned on a feather would have caused agony."
After about ten minutes of gentle caresses and kisses Kay said, "Do you want to go back or to bed. Everyone said you were so awesome they would eat your pussy as long as you wanted."
I deserved that and walked back feeling a constant tingle at my nipples and pussy.
I felt like a victor. Everyone cheered when they saw me and when I laid down on our soft plush rug three people came to me to use their tongues on my pussy and breasts. then they rolled me on my side and held my right leg up as tongues laved my ass-hole as well as my breasts. I was glad I had volunteered for the whipping as the tongues felt wonderful and the other people complimented me, and Dick for finding me.
I was not as happy the next morning because many of my pretty red lines had turned to ugly bruises.
I was kind of whimpering in front of the mirror when Dick woke up and came over to me. "What is the matter, Darling?"
I blubbered, "Lllook at me. I have ugly bruises all over."
"No. They aren't ugly. They are your badges of courage."
He went on to remind me how everyone thought I was the most courageous woman they had ever heard of and began comparing me to Joan of Ark and other famous martyrs then led me back to bed to make love and go back to sleep.
That convinced me and then even more when we watched the tape and I saw that no-one was really hitting too hard and that I was taking them without screams or protests until my screams of orgasm when Kay was just flipping the end of her whip into my sopping wet pussy. I didn't wear a stitch of clothing for three days and spent a lot of time in front of mirrors sad to see my "Badges" fade away.
Then one morning there was a buzz on the intercom from our front gate and a man said he had a delivery for us. I put on a robe and met them at the door. It was a big truck and the driver and his helper began unloading big crates and asked me where I wanted to put them. I had no idea so I called Dick who told me that was our shipment of toys from Mexico and to have them put in the basement and not to peek.
Our basement was eerie. There were no windows and pitch black until I found a light switch to reveal the stone walls and gobs of spider webs. It was cool down there but hot outside. The men took off their shirts and I watched their muscles straining as they brought down the boxes. They watched me too. I was so used to being naked my robe seemed modest but their probing eyes made me look down at myself. I realized then that when I had climbed up to sit on one of the cases my robe had loosened and my legs were exposed almost to my crotch with only the ends of belt hiding my sex and the top was showing cleavage almost to my nipples. I covered up to their disappointment but then thought it was flattering that they thought I was sexy. It would be fun to tease them. I moved to the corner of the crate to give me the excuse to have my legs open more and opened the waist so I had cleavage clear to my navel. They grinned broadly at me when they brought down the next crate but I pretended I didn't notice. When they sat down the crate I turned and leaned over pretending to read the label which I knew exposed the rest of my breasts. I let them stare for a minute amused as I saw lumps growing in their pants then said, "Is that all?"
It startled them as they had been lost in lusty thoughts. The biggest one said, "No there is one more."
By then I was even more excited than they. I loosened the knot of the robe and when they put down the case and returned to staring at me I slipped off the case sliding up the robe and causing the belt to fall to my sides which let the robe open all the way. I waited until I was standing to slowly pull it closed. Their mouths dropped and they both grabbed at their crotches.