She got out of the car and began to run very fast to work up her sweat. I was really disappointed and jealous of the men who were getting her to do all those things because she was too dumb to go to the police.
On wednesday Lance flew Mom to Portland to do some shopping so I had Shirley to myself. He was too wimpy to really hurt her so we had not used the splintery fence post yet.
Janie's story about tying her arms with ropes to her cunt appealed to me so I tied sash cord around her arms then pulled up on the outer fringes of her cunt till space opened up in the middle. I used the winch to lift her up and let her down gently on the post. I told her she should be able to sit there for twenty minutes because all she had to do was grip the post with her inner thighs to keep her pussy off the sharp edge.
After a few minutes I could see her pussy was no closer to the splinters so I decided that was too easy and tied ten pound weights to each ankle.
She began to sweat from the strain and whined, "Oh Heather, this is too hard. I have to grip the post so tight I can feel splinters going into my legs."
"Come on. Don't be a wimp! You only have a little more time to go. I'll help you, if you quit before the time is up you will get twenty lashes."
I sat at the end of the post watching her cunt get closer and closer millimeter by millimeter as her legs tired. Finally about two inches of the sharp post had disappeared in the crack of her snatch and she sobbed. "Let me off and whip me! It is tearing my pussy. It won't go any deeper anyway."
"Prove it. Spread your legs."
She squinched her eyes shut and spread her legs slightly. When I made no comment she spread them further. This really made her gasp and sob. I made a mental note to tie her legs wide apart the next time I put her on it.
I told her that proved it and she was relieved she would soon be off of it as she clenched her legs back together driving more splinters into her cunt and inner thighs. She began screaming and never stopped when I fooled her by whipping her ass and tits while she was still on the post. She squirmed and jumped with the lashes until she drove in so many splinters it took me fifteen minutes to pull them all with a tweezers while she cried.
"Oh Heather.. You are getting too mean. My poor pussy is all torn. I want to leave. I would rather be in the juvenile home than here."
"Yeah I know I got carried away. I'll make it feel better."
I ate her pussy until my tongue and jaw muscles ached before she could forget the pain enough to cum.
I knew I could go even further when she said, "Thank you for taking the pain away. I am sorry I said I wanted to leave. Lance isn't as mean as you but you both make me cum. As long as I can have orgasms I can stand anything."
"Don't worry Lance and I love you very much. We will always give you great orgasms. Oh yeah I have a surprise for you. Thursday of next week we have a day off from school. By that time Lance will have the air strip done and we can fly you to Seattle for shopping."
"This really brightened her up and she said, "Oh that will be wonderful. I love you guys too. I'll do anything for you."
"Really. That reminds me. we got something in the mail so I can get you off when Lance isn't here. Close your eyes. It is a surprise."
I pulled off my dress which left me naked since I had stopped wearing underwear and started strapping on a dildo. When I was done it was sticking straight out from my crotch. The other end was bent and was buried in my pussy. When I went over to her she was still on her knees with her eyes shut.
"Okay open your eyes." She looked at the little rubber spikes all over it greedily ."Isn't it great! It will never get soft! We can fuck till we can't stand it anymore." She couldn't resist feeling it and moving it around. That made me gasp when the corresponding spikes in my pussy teased my clit. I had her suck on it to get it wet which moved it around in my pussy to get me more excited. She laid on her back and I mounted her and fucked her till I got so excited I became uncoordinated and rolled on my back so she could sit on it and gyrate. My orgasms became closer and together and got progressively intense till I thought I was going to go crazy when she finally fell off on her side. We were both panting and soaked with sweat.
When we were back to near normal I sent her up to get some beer. While we sipped on them she said, "Oh heather. That was wonderful. I am really tired though. It really takes a lot longer to cum when there is no pain doesn't it."
I agreed without saying that it took a hell of a lot less pain for me than it did her. I told her that I had to go home because I had told my parents I was just going to the library to study. This wasn't true I was just fucked out. I told her Lance would see her the next day and I would be back Friday for the whole weekend.
I got to my parking spot a little early friday so I could be sure I didn't miss Janie. I got very impatient since I was so anxious to find out if she would leave with me. I finally put my favorite CD in the radio and began to relax to the jazz.
I was startled when the passenger door was jerked open and Janie jumped into the seat. She yelled, "I am going with you! Lets go before they start looking for me."
When I pulled out she explained they had changed the way she ran. Now they had her run around the block while they timed her laps. She had to beat her old record every time or she would get a lash for every second she went over. This way they would miss her right away. I punched it and headed to our ranch while she went on.
"This week has been pure hell. On Monday I was opening beers for all of them including Mom. My uncle had a pint of vodka and gave her shots of it along with the beer. She got a little drunk and right out of the blue told them that I had told her they were spanking me naked. Dad got instantly mad and said, 'What the hell did she do that for?' She told him she thought I wanted them to stop but she knew I needed them if I was going to stay in line. Dad told her she should spank me for being a snitch. They hung me up naked and Mom spanked my butt with the whip but my Dad didn't think she was hitting me hard enough so he said, 'You don't know shit about whipping. It is supposed to hurt! I'll show you.' Then they pulled her over the table and my uncle held her arms while dad flipped up her dress and ripped off her panties and whipped her butt till she was howling. Then when she had calmed down they told her to spank me again and to do it right or she would get whipped again. As extra punishment for her they had her whip me while she was naked. They laughed and clapped their hands as they pointed out the way her big boobs flopped around while she whipped me. Now they find some excuse to whip me every night. My skin is so sore!"
She began to whimper so I told her I had some salve I could put on it when we got to our ranch. I was really anxious to see what her body looked like under that huge dress. I was afraid she was pretty fat but I knew we could diet her down if she was.
She calmed down and then went on. "That isn't all. We always went to church every Sunday. I hated it because the preacher was always yelling that the parents had to be severe with their children if they were going to grow up to be responsible and not go to hell. They told me that on Wednesday there was going to be a special service. It was about the same with the preacher yelling till he was red in the face about juvenile delinquency. And then he asked the congregation if they had a child they were having trouble with. I was relieved when they didn't complain about me, but they just sat there grinning while a man stood up and said he had caught his daughter wearing bikini panties. The preacher said she was on her way to being a harlot and had her brought up on the stage. Her Dad said they had spanked her but he didn't think she had really learned her lesson. The preacher said, 'We can help you brother.' She cried like crazy when they held up her dress to show the panties to everyone. Then they unzipped the back of her dress and pulled her arms out of the sleeves. She stood there bawling, clutching the dress to her front while I watched a rope with a leather collar being lowered from the ceiling.They put the collar around her wrists while she held up her dress with her elbows. Then they pulled up her arms till her elbows released her dress and it flopped down to her waist. She began to moan when her boobies were shown to everybody. Then the preacher handed her Dad a really nasty looking long whip with a shiny metal tip. They turned her back to us and her Dad began leaving horrible welts with it. She jumped so much when she was hit her dress fell on down to the floor so he started moving the lines down her back till she had welts all over. Then the preacher took the whip as he told everybody loudly that she wouldn't be wearing these panties again. He used the end of the whip to hit down on her butt till the panties were in shreds then hit the waistband to rip them off of her. When they turned her around I could see the end of the whip had come around her body and she had bloody places all over her front where the tip had dug in. She had fainted so they just let her down to lay on the floor. The preacher asked if there were any more sinners. I was scared to death my Dad would volunteer me but Thank god he didn't. On the way home he said he didn't want me cut up but if I wasn't real good they would have me whipped next wednesday. Heather I just can't let them do that. That whip scares me something awful!"