I was so hot from the anticipation my orgasms started by the tenth lash. Finally I couldn't cum any more and the pain got so bad I fainted.
I have no idea how long I was out. I woke up to stinging and cold from being slapped with wet towels on the front of my body. I was tied spread out to the walls of the opening to the kitchen.
Bob held a glass to my lips so I could drink vodka and 7up while carrie and Lew spread salve on my tingling body. My tits really hurt and I looked down to see they were still tied up and they were turning blue.
Between sips of the drink I said plaintively, "Please untie my boobies. They hurt something awful."
Bob said, "In a minute. I have some presents for you. I made them for Janie."
He held up three round metal medals soldered to large safety pins. He picked out one and held it closer so I could read the words he had punched into them with letter dies. the first one said. "I am a bad girl." The next said, "I need to be whipped." the last one said, "I am good now."
I decided to humor him and said, "Oh yes. They are nice You did a good job."
"Good. I will pin them on you."
He pulled out one of my nipples! I screamed, "No. Please don't!"
"Oh, you are hurting my feelings. I guess I will have to give you the rest of your lashes on these. Maybe with my new wire whip."
While he said this he pinched the welts on my poor throbbing tits. I panicked.
"No. I want them. I just want you to untie them first."
"Oh I didn't understand."
He began to untie and unwrap the yarn. It felt wonderful to have the pressure relieved but they tingled like crazy as the blood began circulating in them again. When they were loose he rubbed them for awhile which felt wonderful.
Just when they were feeling almost normal he pinched my left nipple and pulled it out while Lew and Carrie watched avidly. I clenched my teeth and braced myself when I felt the point pressing the skin. If he hadn't been such a bastard he would have shoved it through fast but he very slowly pushed it through to cause as much pain as possible. I saw a bump like a big pimple form on the right side of the nipple and then the point appeared and he locked it. I asked for a drink to give me time to brace my self for the next one. When it was gone I had no more excuses so he repeated the operation to my other nipple. Through eyes glazed by pain I saw him hold up the last medal.
"You know where this one goes don't you?"
"Oh no Bob. Please. We will do it next time."
"There might not be a next time. Don't worry Carrie will take your mind off of it."
Carrie knelt in front of me and began lapping at my pussy. I was so scared she had to do it for a long time till I started getting excited then I felt Lew behind me and the head of his dick working its way into my ass-hole. He held me steady by my hips and just worked his dick that was buried in my ass in a slow circle. I saw Bob kneel down too and his timing must have been perfect because I didn't really notice the pain when he put the safety pin through both lips of my pussy just above my clit. I must have passed out again for a minute. The next thing I knew I was lying on a bed and they were all naked.
When they saw I was awake they told me I was very brave and they were proud of me. Then Bob began to eat my pussy while Lew and Carrie kissed and licked my breast and nipples flipping my medals around with their tongues. Incredible as it seems I began to get horny again. I desperately wanted something in my pussy so I slid down and told Bob to get on his back and I let my pussy sink down on his rock hard prong. Then he pulled me forward and I felt Lew's dick entering my anus. Carrie couldn't stand it so she put her leg over Bob's chest and pulled my mouth onto her slit. I began to pant which must have really felt good to Carrie as she moaned and slipped off the bed to the floor while Lew was giving me a gism enema and Bob's dick began to soften.
We went to sleep just where we laid.
I was awakened by a neighbors dog barking so I put on my clothes and went home to sleep till noon.
I got up to see the carnage to my body in my three way mirror. I was a mess. I still had nasty maroon welts and scabs in places where the end of the switch cut my skin. There was dried blood on my nipples and pussy where the pins had gone through. I tried to remove the obscene medals but my nipples were so tender I couldn't bear to squeeze the pins together enough to unclasp them. I was going to take a shower to wash off the blood and soften the scabs when inspiration hit! Someone was going to pay for this and I knew exactly who it would be.
I shopped all over town until I found what I was looking for in a leather and saddle shop. They had the whips that looked like a black snake and the other whip except it had three inch leather thongs at the tip instead of the metal tips on the church whip. When I asked the man at the counter if they had the whip with the metal tip he told me that they had sent them back because the customers had returned them because they cut the skin on their animals. He said he could order one but it would take two weeks. That was too long for what I had in mind. I took the ones he had and he offered to dip them in oil to make them more flexible and to keep the leather from cracking. That was great. It took away the "brand new" look. At every stoplight on the way out of town I practiced putting a pained haggard look on my face. I wiped off most of my make-up to improve the look.
I hurried to the ranch where I would have the girls to myself since Lance had flown my folks to Vancouver B.C. for a jazz concert. When I got to the ranch I trudged to the house with my haggard look. The girls must have been peeking out the windows because they came running out to meet me.
I was proud of my acting skills when they looked concerned and Janie said, "Oh Heather what is wrong. You look sick. Shirley. Help me get her in the house."
When we got into the house I said, "Oh Janie. I hurt so much! Let me show you."
"I unzipped my dress and dramatically lowered it slowly to reveal my welts, scabs, and blood clots."
"Oh that is terrible Heather. What happened to you?"
Janie said, "I think I know. I recognize those medals they were going to put them on me for Wednesday church. You have been to my house haven't you?"
I whimpered and even managed to work up some tears. "Oh yes! Janie it was just horrible. I just stopped by to see if they were looking for you. Your Dad pulled me into the house and began yelling at me. He was sure I knew where you were. He said he knew I had something to do with it since you went away right after I had talked to you. They tied me to a chair and slapped me and yelled at me and when I wouldn't admit to anything they took off my clothes and they all whipped me and put these medals on me. Even your Mom whipped me!" I began to howl in anguish and went on. "They whipped me for hours hung from the ceiling fan and tied to the kitchen entry all spread out so they could whip my poor pussy for a long time." I stopped talking to go back to whimpering and sniffling. Janie began to cry along with me.
"Oh poor Heather! They used to tie me to the fan and the entry too, but they didn't whip me for hours. Didn't you faint?"
"Oooh yes. Lots of times but when I fainted they slapped me with wet towels till I came to and then started up again."
Janie began to cry harder "They only did that to me once and that was just so they could give me the last twenty lashes they said I owed them. You should have told on me I wouldn't have blamed you."