He led me under a hook in the ceiling then reached under the table to bring out a rope with a padded cuff attached to it and a whip with six or seven leather thongs. He had me hold the whip in my mouth while he threw the rope over the hook and pulled up my arms till I was on my toes. He took off my bathing suit and turned me to face his Dad and my Mom.
"Look at how great she looks Dad."
I didn't expect to be naked since my butt was already bare and was embarrassed to be nude in front of his dad but they made me proud with compliments.
When I looked at them I saw that Bob was leading Mom over close to me and she had a wild look on her face. My excitement was building and increased rapidly when they got to me and began to caress and press against my butt, breasts and stomach.
Mom said with a tremor, "Ooh Kay. You are so beautiful. Your stomach is so flat and firm."
I felt proud and excited but wanted to get on with it so I was relieved when Bob pulled her back out of the way to say, "You are beautiful too and also should be naked."
She had a glazed look on her face and made no protest when he took off her suit keeping her eyes glued to me.
Tim turned me around and told me to count as he did not want me to say later he had cheated. This excited me even more as each count amounted to my asking for the lash. My count started with pauses between lashes but as they went on I found I was counting faster. By the twenty-fifth lash which had all landed on my butt or upper thighs I was at the peak of my excitement and instead of counting I began to chant, "Please, please, please!"
"Please what, Kay?"
"Please hit my front. I need you to hit my front!"
He began whipping my breasts. I looked down as the burn and throbbing pain increased to see them jumping wildly as the nipples hardened to be pushed in by the lash only to pop back out for more.
I began to moan , "Lower,lower." the lashes began creeping down my stomach until they were crossing my pubic bone.
At that I began to spread my legs, When he was satisfied they were wide enough he whipped across my cunt-lips as I screamed the count. At thirty nine he started uppercuts to the center and I began the first of my orgasms. I was still having them when he unhooked the rope to let me down I didn't let him untie my hands since I was in such a hurry to pull down his suit and have him lay on his back so I could plunge and grind his dick in my pussy as I watched Bob and Mom.
Bob was sitting on a chair with mom between his legs while he pulled her tits and nipples out and around as far as they would stretch while she dug at her pussy with this demented look on her face. Finally he pulled another whip out from under the table and rubbed the thongs against her tits.
"This is what you need isn't it Kathy?"
"Ooooh yes. Yes!"
Then she moved forward and rested her head on her arms while she pushed her butt up in the air. At each lash she spread her legs a little wider and tilted her pelvis back and forth in time with his blows.
When he stopped she got up on her knees and turned sideways to him while putting her hands behind her head to push out her tits to make it plain what was to be the next target. He really hit them hard making them compress, lift, separate, or be pushed down with each lash to their maximum amount of stretch. Even this wasn't enough as she fell back with her heels holding up her ass and her legs spread widely to absorb I don't know how many lashes right on her pussy. By this time Tim's dick had given up and gone soft as I tried to get off one more time rubbing my clit against it.
Mom must have gotten off because she put her legs tightly together and pushed herself up to put as much of Bobs dick in her mouth as she could, He came so hard in a few moments I was afraid he might have a heart attack.
We finally just flattened out on the cool flagstones to calm down. We must have all fallen asleep for awhile because when I felt Tim move against me I saw the sun had gone down.
None of us felt like drinking any more so Mom got up to make coffee. She started to put on her shorts but Bob stopped her."Don't put those on.I love to watch your beautiful body move. I will get some salve to put on your welts."
"No. Please leave them. They will just remind me of the most glorious orgasm I have had since my husband died. The slight stinging I feel just keeps my excitement alive."
"You are not alone. I haven't cum that hard since my wife was killed. You can never know how happy I am to find you. I had just about given up hope of ever finding anyone like her."
"What happened to her?"
"She was killed in an auto accident. Even in death she helped us since the insurance company paid us their policy limit of one million dollars since she was an integral part of our business. She would do anything for us."
"I am sorry for you. I know how you must have felt when she died. I was desolate when my husband died because I was sure I would never find anyone like him either. All the men I met after him were such wimps I didn't want have anything to do with them. He worked himself to death to be able to satisfy my every whim. If there was anything she did for you that I can do I will be glad to comply."
"I doubt that you would want to go that far. She was always testing her maximum threshold of pain. Some of the things she asked me to do were very extreme. I have to admit her agreement to do anything I wanted and better yet to dream up other things for me to do for me made me feel very powerful and loved."
"Oh God I know just how she felt! The more I suffered the more I proved my love and the more he loved me. I expected to be punished when I had done something wrong but it was even more satisfying when I volunteered to be punished for no reason other than to prove I was willing to undergo anything for him."
"She must have felt the same way because whenever I got too busy in my work to pay a lot of attention to her she would invent something exciting to do to her."
"Oh that is fascinating. What sort of things?"
"There were many but I suppose the thing that proved to me that she wanted to be mine forever is when she formed my first and last initial out of wire and then had me heat them red hot and brand both lips of her pussy. She always kept all the hair plucked off her cunt and enjoyed the fact the brands would show up even better when I whipped her pussy and they would have a different shade of red."
"Jesus. If that didn't prove love nothing would. I guess I have little imagination. I would just think of different instruments to whip me with. The most painful was when I had him use barbed wire. He would never do that again because I bled so much and the bruises lasted so long."
This conversation was making me terribly horny so I broke in,
"Tim, after you whipped me at the studio I had a fantasy that night where three people whipped me at the same time on my butt, pussy, and breasts. I had a small orgasm just thinking about it. Would you all like to do that to me? If you do I will get all of you to cum with my mouth. Mom too."
Bob was first to answer. "I am sure that would be very exciting. How would we decide who would whip which part and how many you should get?"
"I have already thought about that. You can each pick a card out of the deck. High card gets my pussy and next highest my breasts. The lowest my ass. The value of the highest card will be the amount. At worst one of you will draw an ace which would be fourteen. I know I wouldn't be hurt badly on any one place with only fourteen but having them all hit at once should increase the pain. The other part of my fantasy is to be tied very tightly standing up with my legs spread and facing a mirror so I can see the lashes hit."