I begged her to let me loose and let me have some food. I had eaten nothing since lunch the day before and I was so hungry my stomach ached.
She refused saying that I still had more punishment coming and would be fed only when she was sure I would be good.
I cried and told her that I would be good and that I was sorry I had testified against her but she just told me that she would know when I was ready to co-operate. Then she said she had done some shopping for me.
She picked up a big sack and brought out three whips! That changed everything. Being spanked by hands or belts seemed kind of normal because most kids have been spanked by one or the other but real whips were meant for only one thing. Suddenly a picture I had seen of a black slave being whipped with blood running down his back seemed horribly real. I began crying at the thought.
"Jesus! You are such a wimp! Stop bawling! I want to talk to you."
I tried to hold back my sobs which left me with the hiccoughs but that was quiet enough for her.
"I bought these at a sex store so I guess they won't hurt terribly. As you can see this one has six leather thongs of leather about a half inch wide. The clerk said it could be used anywhere on your torso so it must not be too bad."
It looked bad to me. It would cover a large area at a time and I assumed would be like being hit with six belts at once. She held up the second whip she called a quirt.
"This one is springy so it can either be used by swinging it as they do with horses or it can be playful like this."
She held onto the handle with one hand then pinched the leather loop at the other skinny end to bend it back almost double. When she let go of the loop it sprang back so fast it was a blur. I shuddered at how it would feel hitting me.
The last one was made of braided leather and looked like a snake. She brought it above her head then sharply to the floor to make a loud "Snap!" when it hit which made me jump in fear.
"The clerk said I had to be careful with this since it could cut your skin so it must be the worse. You will be the best judge of that. I want to experiment. To show you are going to be a good obediant girl why don't you ask me for one lash with each so we will know which hurts the most?"
I protested immediately, "No I don't deserve to be hurt. I am going to tell Daddy what you have done to me. He will have you put in jail!"
She got instantly angry. "You little bitch! It was not enough for you to humiliate me in court. Now you want to put your own mother in jail. You know he is out of town most of the time. He won't be back for a month and when he tries to see you we will be out of town."
I sobbed knowing she could do that. At best I was at her mercy for a month.
"Since you won't ask for one lash apiece. You will get three.If you scream, you'll get six."
She brought the thonged whip back behind her and I spun around to protect my front. I managed not to scream because for some reason it was not as bad as the belt.
She picked up the quirt and brought it across both cheeks of my butt. That was worse! I had to clench my teeth to keep from screaming when the terrible sting bit into my ass. The third was the worst. She held the handle against my spine then pulled it back. It went between my cheeks and the thong at the end bit into my asshole. I could not help a little scream followed by loud sobbing.
She picked up my panties and stuck them in my mouth then gave me three quick lashes to my butt with the snake. The tip dug into the side of my hip and I would have screamed in spite of the threat if I hadn't been gagged.
I was choking on the gag with tears streaming from my eyes. She took out the gag to let me gasp until I calmed down.
She said, "Hey! The guy was right. I didn't hit real hard but look what that black snake did to your hip."
I looked down to see three dark red lines that were already turning blue and whimpered.
She said, "Imagine how that would feel on something sensitive like your crotch or nipples."
The awful thing was that I could imagine it. I had been playing with myself in the privacy of my room for years and knew how sensitive my nipples and pussy were. I whimpered, "Oh no, Nooo. You wouldn't. That would be awful!"
"Sure I would. Just give me an excuse by not doing anything I say."
I was really scared and said, "I won't give you an excuse. I'll do anything you want. I promise."
"I hope you break that promise.You know Bill, don't you?"
I nodded my head. Bill was her latest boyfriend. A scumbag biker who wore greasy leather pants and jacket who made me uncomfortable by staring at me as if he could see through my clothes."
"He is coming over later."
I was happy to hear that because I thought that meant I would be released and allowed to dress. She continued, to dash that hope.
"I am afraid he may be losing interest in me and I don't want to lose him. He has great cocaine. I think you can help me. I know he likes to spank girls because he made me let him give me a birthday spanking before I could have my present. Look at it. It is real gold."
She held up her wrist to show me a gold bracelet. It looked heavy and expensive. I told her it was pretty.
"It is better than pretty it is beautiful. I can get more as long as I keep him happy."
"When he gets here if he wants to spank you I want you to say that you have been naughty and should be punished. If you don't I will cut yor ass to ribbons with the blacksnake."
I had no doubt that she would do it and also no doubt he would want to spank me. The next hour was hell. I stood in the corner dreading the pain to come and that the first man to see ne naked would be a scumball. Like most girls I had pictured myself removing a pretty nightie for my handsome husband. Even if I escaped tomorrow that fantasy would be ruined because I would be feeling guilt because he would not be the first.
The doorbell rang and I pressed myself against the wall to hide as much as possible.I was relieved when she hung my robe over my shoulders. It was still embarrassing to be tied to the corner but at least now I could not be seen naked to make it worse.
He saw me right away and said, "What a nice surprise. What is she doing there?"
"You saw my daughter, Honey. She has been naughty so she is standing in the corner."
"Oh yeah. I remember. She caught us fuckin. I didn't get a good look because she took off as if someone was shooting at her."
Mom laughed and said, "She'll get over that. Here take a good look. I had to redden her butt a little."
As she said that she jerked off my robe. I gasped and pressed into the wall blushing and whimpering.
He came over and then began squeezing my ass cheeks. I must have been blushing to my toes but his hands took the sting away and replaced it with a warm feeling that seemed to travel to my crotch.
"I would say you striped it rather than turned it red. She has a nice firm ass. It can take a lot of spankings but they should be applied evenly."
"Mom laughed and said, "I suppose you would like to give her a birthday spanking with this so you can get her whole butt red."
She held out the thonged whip to him. When he took it my whole body shuddered in fear.
"How old is she?"
"Fifteen. Her big ass and tits make her look older don't they?"
That made him curious and he turned me around to squeeze my boobs. I blushed and he laughed. "Ah look at that. She is bashful. She is blushing clear to her nice firm tits."
He moved his gaze to my eyes and said, "I think I would rather give you your Mom's birthday spanking. She is thirty-one. What do you think about that, sweet thing?"