That seemed a lot to take without being tied. I wondered if I would be able to cum with all the concentration it would take to count, not scream, and stay in position.
Joe got behind me so I thought he was going to lash my ass. He surprised me when I said "one" and he brought the lash over my shoulder with the tips hitting under my right breast and lifting it as he pulled back on the whip. I had to gasp and let go of my arms for a second then I welcomed the feeling as the pain travelled down my belly exciting my pussy. At "Two" he hit my left breast and at "Three" he hit my pussy. I wasn't ready and had to gasp as I slapped my legs together but at least I did not scream. Then the thrill began to build as I rubbed my thighs together to soothe my stinging pussy and I began spreading my legs again.
John said excitedly, "Jesus! Look at her. She is opening her legs again even though that one to her pussy really hurt!"
That made me proud that he thought I was so brave and I smiled at him as I said, "Four."
Joe continued the same way with two lashes to my breasts and one to my pussy. By the time I got to "ten" I was wet with sweat and was pushing my hips back and forth as I tried to get over the threshold. The boys had been making comments all along about my bravery and the effects of the lashes but I had not paid much attention till Bill yelled,
"Will you look at that! She is getting off on this!"
I had mixed feelings about his comment as I primarily wanted to prove my bravery not my ability to get pleasure out of pain. I was too close to the threshold by then to worry about it. I couldn't stand the possibility of not quite getting there so changed my count to "Pussy twelve, pussy thirteen, pussy fourteen," Fourteen brought me over and at "pussy fifteen" I leaned back as far as I could so Joe could hit my pussy and asshole at the same time. Then I just rolled off the coffee table and laid there gasping.
When my breathing got back to nearly normal Joe said,
"I do believe you have excited the boys. Why don't you blow John so Bill can have a shot at your back door?"
Bill lifted me back on to the coffee table. When I leaned forward to take John's prick in my mouth he stuffed his in my ass. This time they were able to last longer and I managed to have another small orgasm.
As I sat between them on the couch Bill said,
"Jesus. I really need a beer now. I am dying of thirst."
"How do you think I feel after drinking salty cum."
Joe said, "Janie. You know where the beer is. Dad will give you ten swats for each one missing."
Bill asked, "How much do we still have coming?"
"Quite a bit. Enough for a fuck, a blow job, and thirty one lashes."
"John, Let's trade the lashes for the beers. I don't want to hit her any more. She is getting a lot of welts."
"Okay by me, only I don't know if I can get it up again without the whipping."
This was fine for me as I was really getting sore. I was very thirsty and would not have to pay dad till friday. If I was good otherwise it wouldn't be that bad.
That ice cold beer really tasted great as I sat between the boys while they felt my pussy, my breasts and pulled on my nipples.
I noticed that although they were playing with me while I fondled their cocks, they didn't get real hard.
Finally John said, "I don't think I want to fuck anymore. I never got to hit her pussy. Lets trade the blow-job and fuck for pussy lashes. It would only be eight of them."
"I don't know. Janie, do you think you can take eight more?"
"Yes I guess so. I could take them better if I was tied up. I am a little too sore to ask for them untied.
Joe said, "No problem." as he threw another rope with cuffs over another rafter.
I didn't know why we needed it on a different rafter than the one in the center of the room until they had me lie on the floor as they put the cuffs from each rope on my ankles. Then they pulled me up with the ropes till I was chest high and spread out like the letter "Y".
It was a great position for them. John stood behind me and bill in front to take turns. They swung the whip over their shoulders and down on my gaping pussy. The pain was fantastic! The center thong felt like it went clear inside me then after the "Splat!" they would drag their whips across my clit. I was over the threshold when Bill finished his four. I swore I would love him forever as he stuck his tongue in my pussy and wiggled my clit till I exploded in orgasm.
When they left I whispered to Bill that it was wonderful of him to lick my pussy and that I would make it up to him.
He asked me if he could have some pussy hair for a souvenir. I pulled his hand close above my clitoris and told him to help himself. He pinched several hairs between his thumb and finger and slowly pulled them out. I could feel each of them as they pulled out by the roots and in spite of all I had been through I felt little aftershocks.
As I was waving at them while they walked away I heard Tommy say, "Thank God they are gone. Janie really made me horny. Janie! Come over here and suck my dick."
Joe chimed in, "Yeah. She can do that while she sits on my dick."
Joe laid down on his back while I lifted my hips up and down on his cock while Tommy stood in front of me for his blow-job.
By the time the folks got home We were sound asleep in our beds."
I admitted to Dad right away that I had taken the beer. I hoped by admitting it before he found them missing he might make it easier. I was wrong.
"Janie. You knew the penalty for taking beer. I don't want you kids drinking. You might do something crazy if you get drunk. I am not going to wait till friday and you aren't going to like it."
He was right. No part of this was to be thrilling. He told Mom and the boys to stay in the house so I had no audience to be brave for and used a thick leather strap instead of the whip I was used to. He tied me to the rafters by my wrists loosely so my hands were just above my head and started at my shoulders inching down my back. The only thing close to a thrill was the last ten as he strapped my butt and kicked my legs apart to hit my inner thighs. I cried all the way as he led me to the creek with my entire rear area on fire. I finally felt some relief as he pushed me into the cool water. I stayed there for a long time because every time I got out my back would burn again. Finally the burn and pain lessened enough so I could go back to the house whimpering all the way.
Mom took me to my room and gently applied the salve to my back until most of the pain went away. As she caressed me she said,
"You have some nasty welts and a few cuts. You are lucky your Dad knows what he is doing. If he hadn't hit you square your back would be a bloody mess. Were you brave?
"Oh Mom. I really tried to be but it hurt so bad I had to scream. It didn't even get me near to the threshold. There was hardly any thrill. Just blinding pain."
"Well now you know that you can be punished when you do wrong. At least you know that you were able to stand even that. Anything else that happens will seem easy. Now go on in there and thank your Daddy."
I knelt in front of him while I said,
"Thank you for punishing me, Daddy. I know I was bad."
"Yes. You were a willful, disobedient little girl. Do you know what happens when adults act like children?"
I knew exactly. "I have to lose my pussy hair don't I?"
"Yes. Since your back is sore you can lay on your back on your bed."