My excitement rose with my audience who were cheering while Bill gripped the arms of his chair and looked at me in shock.
From that point on all the lashes hit my front except for the times they hit the sides of my hips or thighs to let the tips dig into the crack of my butt or sting my tender inner thighs.
Someone yelled, "That is heating her up. Look at her sweat!"
The pain increased but no more than my excitement. My audience got wild too I saw girls being fucked while facing me sitting on their boyfriends laps or being fucked doggy style so they would not have to take their eyes off me.
Bill was gripping his chair so hard his muscles bulged while he stared at me avidly.
As it went on and on I became so excited orgasms began and my vision blurred from my tears.
Then just as I was about to lose all control I felt a slap to my tit and realized the girl in front of me was saying something. I focused at the next slap with her hand and heard her say, "Damnit. Can't you hear me? Spread your legs!"
I did to feel a searing pain from my pubic bone to my anus. It sent me into a greater orgasm but I still heard someone scream, "Look at her! She is spreading them even wider!"
She kept rising me higher with lash after lash to my crotch and there was no delay when she handed the whip to a girl behind me who began bringing it up between my legs to make the ends fall on the face of my crotch with one or more strands burning my clit.
I had never tried to count the lashes but that must have completed the hundred because they stopped to stare at my sweating convulsing body until Bill stepped up to me. I pleaded, "Please fuck me. Make the pain go away."
Somewhere along the line he had joined the others in removing his clothes so it was a simple matter for him to lift me by my butt cheeks so I could wrap my legs around him to bury his glorious tool into my sopping pussy.
I was weak from my orgasms but I didn't need strength since he gripped my sore butt-cheeks to pump him into me to continue my orgasms until he came and let me slide down our wet bodies until I hung limply from the chandelier.
Someone lowered it and Bill picked me up to cradle me in his strong arms while someone else took my chains off the chandelier.
Bill said, "The party is over gang." and carried me to his bed.
I remained naked and wore my chains that night and the next day but that was good because I would not have wanted to put clothes on the welts covering my body and the chains seemed to help him be excited enough to fuck me two more times.
The next day he said he was going shopping for something really special but he had an idea to keep me occupied while I was gone. He surprised me by putting tight panties on me. It was the first time I was covered since the day before.
He chained me spreadeagled to the four poster bed then went to a drawer to bring back a huge rubber dick and a smaller one. He put the big one in my pussy and the smaller in my ass then turned them on. They began vibrating to create wonderful sensations to my whole lower body then he clamped two other things to my nipples and turned them on to shake and jerk on my pinched nipples.
He walked out just as I began panting and jerking as excitement quickly grew to orgasms. At first I loved it but finally I just couldn't cum anymore and the constant vibration and pain to my raw nipples became pure torture. I jerked and thrust to try to dislodge them until I just laid there crying until the batteries went dead and I could go to sleep.
When I woke up I was untied and he was pulling the rubber dick out of my ass. He said, "They must have done a great job. You were sleeping soundly."
I moaned, "It was too much. I couldn't cum any longer and it became torture. Please don't do it again unless you stay to turn them off when I cry mercy."
"I'll remember to do that but now I have a surprise for you. Can you guess what it is?"
I don't know. Probably sexy clothes or maybe a new whip."
"Wrong. If it were a new whip would you hold a pose for me to use it on you even though you still have welts from the girls?"
"It would hurt terribly but I would do it if you wanted me to suffer that much."
"Good girl. Here is your surprise."
He took a small black box out of his pocket and gave it to me. When I opened it I saw a ring with a huge diamond.
I jumped up to hug, kiss, and thank him profusely.
He pulled my face back by my hair to grin and say, "I know I will never find another girl like you. This can be an engagement ring if you will have me as a husband."
"Oh of course I will marry you. I'll make a wonderful wife for you. I promise I will exercise to keep my figure so you will always be proud of me."
"I'll hold you to that. I may want to show you off again. Will that bother you?"
I gulped and said, "It makes me feel like a slut to go naked but if I am punished afterward I don't feel guilty."
He laughed and said, "No problem. Any time you do something slutty I will punish you."
It was a beautiful wedding. In spite of my fears His parents approved on the condition that I would sign a paper that said if I divorced him I would receive only five thousand dollars. That didn't bother me. I planned to stay married to him forever.
We honeymooned in the Bahama's. It was beautiful. He found a nude beach to give him an excuse to give me a spanking or whipping every night but none were bad and just excited me for great sex.
We got back in time to find a cute apartment to stay while he went to college. He joined the fraternity his father had been in. The first few weeks were a real drag for me because he was gone all day at school or the fraternity and when he came home he had to study.
Worst of all the walls were so thin in the apartment he couldn't spank or whip me without our neighbors hearing us so neither of us could get maximum enjoyment of sex.
He hated being a pledge saying it was humiliating to wear a beenie and have to wait on the established members. Worse for him they would "Swat" him on his butt with a large wooden paddle for the smallest infraction. He had bruises on his cute butt constantly. I felt sorry for him. I would have hated it too because unlike my whippings which started easy then got harder as I became excited he would just be hit two or three times very hard that would only bring pain with no chance for an orgasm.
One night he came home really depressed. He had found out that in a week the hell week he was going through would end in Hell night. An older member told him that would be ultimate humiliation including being "Swatted" on bare skin but when it was over at midnight he would become a full brother.
Perversely his description of having to strip and bend over for swats in front of all those boys excited me.
He said, "I would drop out of the fraternity rather than let those sadistic bastards humiliate me but my Dad would be pissed off and I would lose all the connections for success later."
Since he hated the idea so bad I knew I could definitely prove my love by volunteering to take his place even though I wasd sure it would not be allowed. I said, "Oh poor baby! I would give anything if I could take your place. I wouldn't care what they did to me as long as it made you successful."
He brightened immediately, "You would do that for me! Really?"
"Yes. Unfortunately they probably wouldn't let me. Do you think they might let me do it?"
"Maybe. It is a lawyer fraternity and we are being trained to negotiate."