My pussy was so sensitive I could feel the seam in the crotch rubbing it with each step. In my next class I tilted my pelvis forward so I could feel the seam in the slit. I suddenly felt a twinge of guilt about what I was doing, and more when I remembered dressing in front of the boys and Jake. I knew I could have put on the sweater first and my whole torso would have been covered while I put on the pants but I had put the pants on first slowly buttoning all the buttons to leave my breasts bare as long as possible while the boys said nice things about them.
By the last class I was really feeling guilty and came to the conclusion I must be a terrible slut because no girl should get orgasms from being raped. A kid came in the room and gave the teacher a note. He read it then brought it over to me. It said to excuse me from class to report to the principal's office.
I did not know why I had to go but I was sure it was not good news.
When I got to the office his secretary hustled me through his office then the room beyond,
The principal glared at me then said, "As you know, your father called me to say you had told him Jake and the boy's had raped you. This school has enough trouble without having bitches make accusations that could get to the news media. When I had convinced your father you were lying he said he would not blame me if I gave you another spanking. Actually you will be spanked every day from now on till you convince me you can keep your big mouth shut." He looked behind me, then continued, "Since you could have gotten Jake in big trouble I decided he should see your punishment."
I looked behind me to see Jake sitting in a chair grinning at me and stroking the bulge in his pants.
I began to beg and plead, "Please don't spank me. My bottom is still bruised. I won't say anything. I promise! You can't spank me. I don't have any underclothes. I'll be naked!"
"It is not our fault you aren't wearing underclothes. What will it be? The whip or the paddle."
Logically I knew I should choose the paddle. As mad as they were I was sure they would bruise my ass horribly and maybe my parents would be sympathetic but I just didn't have the courage to suffer that much.
I said, "I'll take the whip. How many lashes do I have to take?"
"I am not sure. Enough to make sure you are sorry for what you have done."
He led me under the ropes and stepped back looking at me until I realized he was waiting for me to undress.
I sobbed then unbuttoned the jeans to let them slide down my legs then slipped off my shoes so I could step out of them. Then I leaned over to pull off the sweater. I stood there still sobbing while they attached the cuffs to spread my legs and pull up my arms till my heels were off the floor.
At that moment I noticed something new had been added. I was looking into a full length mirror to see my naked body. That gave me mixed feelings. It added to my embarrassment to see myself so totally naked as they could see me but at the same time I was proud of the way I looked. The stretch had made my boobs lift up proudly and my tummy had become so flat you could see my ribs outlining it. I looked beautiful. As good as the professional models in my Dad's men's magazines.
Then to my astonishment and humiliation he reached from behind me to grab both my breasts and squeezed them till his fingers were buried in them. I watched blushing but fascinated as the skin bulged around his fingers.
Jake said, "She has great tits for a girl so young doesn't she Tom?"
"Yes, They are big but firm. They should move nicely under the whip."
My eyes widened in fear.I remembered that they had been the source of greatest pain and that whipping was supposedly easy. This time they were angry. "No! You couldn't hit them. That will hurt awful!"
"Pain is the whole idea. It won't be as bad as you think. It is still just skin. To make up for it we won't hit your sore butt."
They stepped to my side and began hitting the tops of my thighs. I was surprised. It was more scary than painful, there was just a sting and heat not nearly as bad as the paddle. They took turns hitting me and I watched in fascination, excitement, and pain as the lashes slowly climbed up my body leaving redness behind them. They took their time making sure every inch of skin was reddened. I braced myself when the lashes came across just under my tits and then they were being hit! They compressed and bounced with each lash and to my utter amazement I found that the whole situation of being tied, naked, and lashed by people who were obviously enjoying it was making me very excited.
They moved back down to begin hitting my inner thighs alternately slowly moving up to my crotch. I knew they would hit my pussy but I was just being excited by the pain and found I was pushing out my pussy for them. The first slap on my pussy brought me to orgasm. I think the woman knew it because she began to hit it harder but I didn't care, it was suddenly very important to me it should be hurt.
Suddenly they stopped, leaving me to pump my hips in and out to the old cadence of lashes.
Jake said, "I told you she could get off on anything."
Tom said, "I think I will keep them coming."
At that he stepped in front of me and dropped his pants to drive his dick in my pussy while he jerked me forward and back by gripping the cheeks of my ass. I went from one orgasm directly to a stronger one and continued when Jake replaced him while the woman began to join Jake in spanking my butt with their hands in time with his deep thrusts into my body.
I had never had such tremendous orgasms before. I was completely exhausted and when they removed my bonds I just knelt on the floor wet with sweat trying to get my breath.
They just watched me until I got calmer and crawled over to get my clothes. When I picked up my sweater Tom stopped me. "Leave that alone. You have a great body. We like looking at it. Come over here."
I stood up and walked over to him where he told me to kneel in front of him where he sat with his shorts and pants around his ankles. He took my hands and put one on his dick and the other on Jake's. They were wet and sticky.
Tom said, "You made a mess of our dicks. Clean them up."
I began to rub them with my hands but that was not what he had in mind.
"Not that way, stupid. Use your tongue."
"Oh no! That is gross. I couldn't."
"Would you rather take the same amount of spanks in the same places with the paddle?"
I cringed at the thought of that heavy paddle hitting my tits and pussy and bent over for a tentative lick at his dick. I was relieved that it didn't taste bad although it had the texture of snot. When he began to get hard again I could lick all of it and at his direction put the head in my mouth to take it as deep as I could till he told me it was Jakes turn.
Jake didn't let me go till I felt his cum spurt in my mouth for me to swallow.
My only satisfaction was that I thought I was finally through. I was wrong.
Tom said, "I think all your action has excited Miss Wilcox. Clean her up too."
I had forgotten she was there. I looked over to see her lying on the floor with her panties wrapped around one ankle while she dug at her pussy with her fingers.
I decided they would have to kill me first and told them so.
They dragged me over to her and she grabbed my arms while I stayed on my hands and knees holding my face as far as I could from her pussy. They put a board between my knees to spread my legs and tightened leather straps at the ends to my knees.