"Why don't you run away or go to the police?"
"I tried to run away. They caught me and hung me up for two days and nights whipping me with everything they could think of. They didn't let me down until my cuts got infected and I ran a fever. By the time I was well enough to go to the cops most of the marks were gone. The cops went and got them but they told the cop they had caught me giving a blow-job to a nigger dope-dealer and the cops said I had the whipping coming and let them go."
I told her I would hide some money under the bush in front of their place and for her to wait until they were going to be gone for a while fishing or hunting and use the money to catch the first bus out of town and go as far as the money could take her.
"Where will I go and what will I do? I have never had a job. I don't have any friends or relatives."
"You can always be a whore now that you look so good. You like being fucked you might as well make some money doing it. Just go to a big town. They won't find you. They never found Janie."
"You are probably right. They only looked for her in this town and about twenty miles around. They won't know I have any money."
I don't know if she did it or not. I left two hundred dollar bills under the bush. I never went back and don't intend to since it took so long for me to heal."
I knew I would have to drive to the ranch since I couldn't reach my back to put on the salve or to disinfect some cuts. I knew they would ask me what happened and did not want to admit my stupidity in going to the church so I concocted a story that I knew would excite Shirley.
I told them that I had been arrested for speeding and drinking. I had begged the cop not to arrest me because my father would take my car away and would beat me up. The cop seemed interested in the part of me being beaten and told me that there was no way I could get out of the offense then added that in the old days criminals were whipped. If I would agree to that my father would never know. I told them I signed an agreement that confessed I was guilty and agreed to be whipped. I knew the idea of such an agreement was ridiculous but I was also sure the girls would believe it. They did and clamored for details. I decided to incorporate a new torture device that Lance was supposed to make for me.
I told them they took me underground to a basement that was sound proof and then tied me to two wheels with my arms strapped outside the smaller wheel and then my legs to the outside of the bigger wheel so I could be turned around like a chicken on a barbecue spit. I told them I was stretched so tight my body just formed a small curve when they turned me facing the ceiling or the floor. The cop who had arrested me whipped me first then made me suck him off and then the other cop who had come down with him. They left me hanging there all night and I would yell every time the door open for another cop to come in who was on break or going off duty. Then I remembered the big butch dike who had taken my money for a parking ticket and added tearfully that the lady cops had whipped me too and one of the lady cops was really big and had me eat her smelly pussy. Shirley broke in at that point.
"Oh Yes! I have seen her drinking coffee and eating doughnuts at the mall. She looks awful mean!
If they had any doubt over my story that convinced them.
Janie said, "I can see how that whipping thing would work. All they had to do was turn her sideways to stick their dicks in her mouth. Did anyone hit you easy enough and long enough for you to have an orgasm?"
"No the first five hit me so hard that when I did get one that hit me easier my body was so sore it would still hurt too much."
Shirley really looked excited, "Oh that is too bad. If they hadn't hit so hard it would have been terribly exciting! How many cops hit you?"
"I don't know twenty or so I think. At the end I was so out of it some of the first ones could have come back again."
"I believe that! You look as if you were hit hundreds of times."
"Yes and the worst part was I never knew when it would be over and I never knew when the door would open up and a new person would be there to whip me again."
They mothered me for the next few days keeping salve on me and catering to my smallest whim. They were always offering to eat me or to fuck me with dildoes. I never had to move a muscle. They did all the work.
Once in awhile I would be awakened from one of my orgasm induced naps by the sound of power tools in the basement. On the third day they said they had a surprise.
They took me down to the basement to show me how they had taken the wheels off an old hay rake that had been by the barn and mounted them between the big wooden door and a supporting post between the floor and ceiling. They were really proud of their job and jerked on the sides of the wheels to show me how they had made them real strong with bolts through the wood and center of the wheel.
Janie said, "Shirley has been dying of excitement to see how you felt. I hope you aren't mad at us for taking the wheels off the rake."
I told them I was not mad at all but she still wouldn't really know since I could not bear to keep her on the device over four hours and of course Janie and I would not hit her as hard as they had me.
Shirley said, "That is alright. I don't want to be hurt as bad as you were. I just want to get an idea of what is was like. Can we do it now?"
We had her lay on a table while we tightened the ropes as tight as we could since the wheels were too far apart to tie her wrists and ankles directly to them. When we pulled the table out from under her stomach sagged down as her legs and arms stretched even more.
"Oh wow! This is wild! The joints at my shoulders and hips feel like they are being pulled apart. It hurts a little already. Do they get numb later?"
Of course I had no idea so I told her that I didn't want her to know anything that I hadn't and she would find out.
For the next four hours we took turns whipping her and having her eat us after her twenty or thirty lashes. Sometimes we would strap on the dildo and fuck her in the ass or pussy and then have her lick it off after we used it on her.
After the first couple of hours she would start whimpering and moaning "No...No" as soon as she heard the basement door open. I thought Janie would feel sorry for her but when Shirley begged her to let her down she just said, "You asked for this, bitch. I went to a lot of work to make it. Maybe you will think twice before you volunteer for anything else." Then she whipped her pussy and used our biggest dildo to shove and twist in her cunt."
When we took her down I expected her to whine about our meanness but instead she said, "Oh Heather, You are so brave and strong. I could never have taken twelve hours of that the way you did. I would have been in a coma or dead. I wouldn't mind doing it again sometime for an hour especially if you guys could wear police uniforms. The first hour I began to orgasm before you even got to me from the door."
By this time I had graduated from high school and had convinced my parents college was not necessary to continue my career in real estate. Since Lance had located some other property from his airplane that looked good we had made some easy money. We really got lucky on one place which was in the path of a freeway. Since Dad had some influence they put the exits on our property so we were able to sell the land for a mint to be used by motels, restaurants and mini-markets. Mom had flunked out of college so her only objection was that I would not be able to meet suitable boys to marry. Dad convinced her that I would meet a lot of influential people in my business, country clubs, and travel so she gave her blessing and I moved into the ranch permanently doing a complete remodel including a swimming pool. This really made the girls happy and they spent most of their spare time sunbathing and swimming nude.