"Oh Bobby." I whined, "The salve isn't working. My poor bottom is on fire. Please just let me lie here."
"Of course it isn't working. I didn't put any on your ass. I wanted to keep you excited till we got home. Just sit up and play with your clit. You will soon forget about your ass."
As usual he was completely right. I opened my skirt and very soon found myself squirming around on my wool skirt to increase the pain as I rubbed at my pussy with both hands till both hands were soaked and I was begging him to fuck me.
As soon as we were through his front door I ripped off my skirt and blouse and laid on my back on the floor begging him to fuck me. He teased me by slowly removing his clothes but the fact he was getting naked gave me hope and in a few moment his chest was flattening my breast as his glorious tool plunged into my swampy pussy. Each thrust dragged my sensitive butt on the rug which felt like rough sandpaper and I was in my third orgasm when he came.
By now my ass felt as if all the skin was gone and all I had back there was raw nerve endings. He finally took pity on me and started caressing my ass with the salve. It felt wonderful and I was so grateful of his kindness it did not even occur to me that he had created all this pain in the first place.
From then on my whole being was centered between my legs. I was horny constantly and open to any of his ideas that might get me off no matter how painful or humiliating. I gloried in obeying his every whim. The worse it was the more I was sure no other girl would do it for him and no girl no matter how pretty she was could replace me.
Bobby saw me every day and most nights for the next week. He seemed satisfied I would do anything for him and simply had me blow him or he would fuck me in my ass or pussy. Once in a while he would tie my wrists and elbows behind my back to force my tits out for him to fondle or spank with the end of his belt if I forgot to keep them pushed out on my own.
Naturally my Mom noticed that I was walking around with my breasts pushed out and kept as many buttons unbuttoned on my blouse as I could without showing my bra. Actually I only wore a bra when I was home.
"Kathy, What has gotten in to you. All of a sudden you seem awfully proud of your breasts."
"Oh Mom. You used to yell at me about slouching. It is just that I am proud that Bobby wants to date me when he could go with any girl in town. He talked to me about slouching too and I have been practicing good posture."
"Well he sure succeeded in that department. Since you love him so much are you sleeping with him?"
"Gosh no Mom! You know what a nice boy he is. We always get home early."
"Well I was young once myself and I remember all the hormones kicking in. Just in case you get carried away sometime I think you should have these."
She handed me a sack from the pharmacy. When I opened it I found a wheel with birth control pills! I did not know what to say. It seemed to give me full permission to have sex.
"I don't need them but I will take them if it will keep you from worrying."
"I know you are much too young to get married. I don't know how you can avoid sex before you get out of high school. I am sure Bobby's parents won't want him to marry till he is out of college. That is a long time to wait. I never told you this but your father and I couldn't wait. I lived in fear of getting pregnant for years."
"Thank you for telling me Mom. It is nice to know you can have sex without becoming a slut."
"There is no comparison. Sex is beautiful between a man and woman in love. You are only a slut if you have sex with someone you don't love.
That certainly put me in the slut category considering I had fucked Mr. Manchu and his partner without even liking them. I just gulped and nodded then walked out to go to school.
By the time I got to school I had convinced myself that I was not a slut since I had fucked Mr. Manchu to make Bobby happy.
At school I went into a stall in the bathroom to get rid of my bra and unbutton one more button to show more cleavage. I was not lying to Mom. Bobby had really made me proud of my body and it turned me on to see the boys and even some of the men teachers undressing me with their eyes.
I was especially proud when the head cheerleader told me I had a beautiful body and that I should try out for the cheer leading team. I had mixed feelings about that. The idea of jumping around in their skimpy outfits in front of a large crowd made me excited but I would have to practice after school and go to the games. I told her I would think it over.
I never saw Bobby at school since he went to a fancy prep school. I always met him after school in the parking lot.
I could hardly wait to tell him I had been asked to be a cheerleader since only the pretty girls were invited.
"Forget it Kathy. It would take up too much of your time. I can arrange to satisfy your urge to be an exhibitionist."
I was a little embarrassed that he could see through me so easily. I knew the only reason I had even considered cheer leading was to exhibit the body I was so proud of. The other girls said they did it for school spirit but I knew the real reason was their chance to be in the spotlight.
Bobby told me that my clothes would be ready tomorrow but he couldn't go with me since his Dad was having him cut the afternoon classes to go to the horse races with him. He would not be back till late Sunday night.
I was devastated by the news. Three nights without him would be pure hell. I told him I wanted to do something extra special for him so he would keep me on his mind while he was gone.
"What do you have on your mind?"
"I don't know. Anything, anything at all that will prove I am yours and you can think about for the next three days."
Suddenly the ultimate test occurred to me.
"Would you like to whip me with the 'Cat'."
"Jesus! You have no idea what you are offering. I don't think even you can get off on that much pain. I was saving that in case you ever really pissed me off."
"That's the whole idea. I want it to hurt really bad. I want to prove how much I love you. I want to offer something no other girl in the world would ask you to do. The cat may leave bruises to remind me of you for all the time you are gone."
He continued to protest but I had my hand on his crotch and could feel his dick growing till it was so hard I could feel it throb through his pants. This convinced me the idea of using the "Cat" on me excited him in spite of his protests.
"All right we will go up to our mountain cabin. I know you will scream and no-one can hear you there.
First we went to his house to get the "Cat" and the keys to his cabin. He had me hold on to the evil looking whip on the twenty mile trip to his cabin. I had some misgivings as I felt how hard the plaited thongs were. Once we were in the woods I couldn't resist taking off my blouse to pull the thongs across my breasts. They sunk in deeply and I knew they would do the same when I was hit. As we became closer to the cabin I became more and more convinced that if I went through with this he could never leave me. He must have been lost in thoughts about what was coming up because he jumped in surprise when I spoke.
"Bobby.. You have to promise you will hit me very hard. If you go easy on me it won't prove anything. I want to have the bruises to prove my love all the time you are gone."
"Yes I have to admit I also want to know just how far you will go for me. What I haven't decided is how many lashes I should give you."
I thought for a minute then said, "I read in some history book that adulteresses were given fifty lashes. God knows I am an adulteress."
"I doubt you can take that many. I'll tell you what. I will give them to you until you say 'Mercy' or let your head fall to your chest. If you do make it to fifty I will go down on you till you cum, every night for a week when I come back."