Slave girl I guess I must have been about twelve or thirteen when we got to Black slavery in my schools history class. The book had a picture of a black woman hanging from a tree limb with the back of her dress open and stripes across her back. An overseer was standing by her with a long black whip. I guess it was meant to horrify us but I found it strangely exciting. I had played "Spy" or cowboys and Indians with my neighbor boy where when I was captured he would tie me and pull up my t-shirt to tickle me until I revealed a secret. When I began growing tities I stopped playing the game. I was embarrassed by them. None of the other girls had boobs as big as mine and they teased me so much in the gym shower I got permission to skip the shower. I even began wearing baggy shirts and sweatshirts to hide them. Looking at the picture reminded me of how excited I got from being tied up and helpless while being tickled. The tickling had not really excited me though and I wondered what it would feel like to be tied and whipped. Not hard like in the picture but maybe with a willow switch. My Dad spanked me any time I was bad or got poor grades in school since he wanted to be sure I could get into college. They weren't sexy spankings. He would have me bend over the table and hit my butt with a ping pong paddle. There was one spanking though that was different. We have a pond at our ranch I could swim in. It was really private since Dad had posted no trespassing signs all over. One time when I was hiking I got real hot from the summer sun and wanted to go swimming. I didn't have my bathing suit but since it was so private I decided to go just wearing my panties. My boobs were just bumps then about the size of a half grapefruit so I didn't wear a bra. The water felt great. I seemed to be able to feel the water so much better than when wearing my one piece bathing suit. Suddenly Dad rode up on his horse and yelled, "Goddamit Allene! I told you to stay out of the deep end unless someone was with you. Get out of there now! You are getting a spanking." "I can't get out Daddy. I am just wearing my panties." "I don't care! Get up here." "I was really embarrassed. I knew my white panties would be transparent wet but I didn't want him any madder than he was already. He watched me intently as I walked toward him stumbling over the rocks which made my titties tremble. When I got close he stared and said, "Jesus. You are really growing up but it doesn't matter. I will spank you until you are twenty if I need to." There was no table so he had me hold on to a fence post and cut a willow switch. That was totally different than the paddle. The switch was so flexible it curved around my butt to sting my front and wrapped around my upper thighs to sting the tender inner part. I don't know how many times he hit me I only know that when he stopped my butt, thighs and stomach was stinging under the panties. I was crying when he quit but at the same time I felt excited like when I played with the nubbin I later found out was called a clitoris. When he quit he said, "Jesus Allene. I am sorry I didn't know the switch would welt you so bad. Let me see if you are cut." he pulled down the back of my panties to look then gently rubbed the welts. It felt good and my excitement rose. He said, "It looks like some lines hit your front. Let's see." At that he pulled down my panties and I blushed knowing he could see my cunny which was just starting to grow fur. He traced some lines that went to my pubic bone with his fingers which excited me even more. Then he said, "I have some horse balm that should stop the stinging." He got it from his saddle bag and sat on a stump. I went over to him with my legs open a little to keep the panties from falling down any more and laid across his lap. He began carressing the salve on my butt and it felt wonderful. He did it a long time and I felt a bulge in his pants pressing against my hip. He started breathing funny and said, "I guess that is enough." I whimpered, "I have lines on my tummy too." "Do you want me to put salve on them too?" "Uhuh" "Okay but you can't tell Mama. She made me stop bathing you when you were six saying you were getting too old to be seen naked." I won't tell. Rub a long time it makes the sting go away." "Okay. Rollover. I rolled over and now my legs and head were hanging down and my pussy was pushed up like in a back bend. He began rubbing and it felt even better. His hand brushed over my pussy lips while getting the stripe by my pubic bone and I began to pant in excitement.I guess he knew I was enjoying it because he started running his hand up and down on my crotch with his middle finger dragging through the slit and rubbing my nubbin. I panted harder then this wonderful release ran through my body. I had never felt that before because I had never rubbed the nubbn long enough. Later I realized I had my first orgasm. He lifted me to my feet and said, "Remember. don't tell Mom about this." "Oh I won't. I wouldn't mind the spankings so much if you rubbed me afterward." "Yeah? Well there won't be any more spankings like this." I guess the episode bothered him because he went back to the over my jeans paddle. But I digress. When the bus dropped us off I asked Tom, the neighbor boy, what he thought about the picture. "Weird. Even though just her back was naked I thought it was exciting." "Maybe it was because she was tied. Remember how you liked to tie me up?" "Oh yeah. I was really sorry you made me stop. What did I do wrong? "Nothing. It was just that my boobs grew and I thought you might see them and make fun of me like the girls in gym. Besides the tickling became to seem childish to me." "I would never make fun of you. I think the fact you are growing boobs is wonderful." "Really? You don't think I am a freak? the other girls don't have them." "Gosh no. The other girls aren't as pretty as you either." "Do you really think I am pretty? Mom says I am but she is prejudiced." "Yes I do and I would love to see your boobs." "You won't laugh?" "No. No way." "Okay just for a minute." I began to slowly raise my baggy sweater. He stared as it went up to reveal my little innie bellybutton then finally as it slid over the top of my boobs to show the little pink nipples. It isn't like they were huge or anything. the girl who fitted me for a bra at the store said they were thirtytwo B. I bought the bra but didn't wear it because I liked the feeling of my clothes rubbing my nipples. "He looked awestruck."God they are beautiful. Can I touch them?" "Okay. A little." He put a hand on each one to squeeze the base then slid them out to the nipples as if he was milking me. It felt wonderful and when he took down his hands I said shakily, "You can touch them some more if you want." That made him bolder and he began stroking them and lightly pinching the nipples. He said, "Wow! That makes your nipples hard just like my dick when I rub it." "It feels good too. Can I rub your dick?" "Yes!" He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It didn't need rubbing it was already hard but I wrapped my hand around it and slid it back and forth like he had done my nipples. Suddenly he grunted and snot like stuff squirted out of his pee slit. I was startled and said, "What happened!" "I came. It what happens to boys when they get real excited. It feels wonderful. Like a great release. I guess girls cum too but they don't shoot out anything." I knew that is what had happened to me when Daddy rubbed me. Suddenly he got embarrassed or something and put it back in his pants and began walking again. Then he said, "I know why I liked the picture. I have daydreamed about having a girl slave. It always makes me hard." Really? I have thought about being a slave and having to get naked for my Master. Would you like to play "Slave" some time? "God yes. When?" My folks are going to a cattle auction this weekend. We could have the place to ourselves. Our barn kind of looks like the building in the picture." "Great! My folks are going to the same auction." We walked a bit more then he said, "If you were my slave I could make you take all your clothes off couldn't I?" "I guess. I think you can make a slave do anything. If she didn't she would get whipped." "Oh Wow. You mean with a real whip?" "Well no a real whip could cut my skin but I have a plastic whip I bought at the fair that would sting a lot." "Wow. I can ask you to do anything and if you say no I can whip you?" "I guess so. That would give me a choice and my little whip isn't bad enough to make me do something really gross." By that time we were to my driveway so he said he would see me as soon as his folks left about ten AM. I told him that would be good cause my folks were leaving at eight. The next day was Friday but we couldn't talk about it anymore on the walk home because my folks had agreed to babysit a girl a year younger that caught our bus. I kidded her about needing a babysitter and she said it was in case the house caught fire or something. Her folks picked her up about ten that night and I went to bed. I got to thinking about what was coming and rubbed my little nubbin until I got a wonderful release which made me go right to sleep. I was on pins and needles all the next morning waiting for him. I was real excited when he came running into the house. He was panting and gasped, "I ran all the way here the minute their truck left the driveway. Can I tell you to do stuff now?" "No. Lets talk about it a little first okay. That way you can calm down." "I doubt if I will calm down much but okay let's talk." "Okay. I have been thinking about this all morning. I want to have some rules. I wrote them down. Here." I gave him a piece of ruled paper stating. 1. You won't do anything that will bruise me bad. 2. You won't stick needles or pins in me. 3. You won't do anything gross like peeing on me. 4. You won't leave me hanging longer than fifteen minutes. 5. You won't hit me anywhere yhat can leave a mark that can be seen when I wear shorts and a t-shirt. "Can you live with those rules? "God yes. I hadn't even thought about any of those things. Does Gross include kissing my dick?" "No I guess not. As long as it is clean it shouldn't be much different than kissing a thumb." "Great shall we get on with it. I want you to get naked." "One last thing. I think we should have a practice whipping. If it turns out that it hurts too bad the whole game is off. I have an old dress you can rip like the one in the picture." "How can I tell if it is too hard." You can start easy and if it doesn't hurt much I will say harder until it is too much." "that sounds fair. Only I don't want you wearing anything under the dress." "Okay. It is an old blue cotton dress you can't see through any way. I'll go put it on." end part one. Like it so far? Allene
Slav girl 2 I went upstairs to my room to change out of my baggy sweatshirt and jeans remebering to take off the panties too. I stopped for a moment to look at myself in the mirror. Maybe he was right. My boobies didn't look gross and at least I had a flat tummy instead of the pot belly a lot of the girls had. I turned and admired my nice round butt that seemed meant for spanking. I put on the blue dress. Tt had a square neckline and strings for shoulder straps. It was too small for me even before I got boobs so it squeezed my boobs to make cleavage visible but it wasn't any worse than models I had seen in the Sears catalogue. When I raised my arms the hem was barely below my naked butt. It was below it thugh so I thought it would be okay. I giggled thinking if the whipping went well it wouldn't make any difference since there was no doubt his first request would be for me to get naked.I kinda looked forward to that since he thought I was pretty. I got my whip out of the closet and swung it once through the air. It made a whirring noise that made my nubbin twitch. It was a play ring master's whip about four feet long with a tassle on the end made out of nylon string so it would pop when you swung and stopped it. I went downstairs and handed him the whip. He said,"Wow. Are you sure this won't hurt much?" It shouldn't it doesn't weigh much. Not as bad as a willow switch and Dad has used one of those on me." That thought made my nubbin twitch again. "Really? My Dad uses one on me. Do you have to take down your pants like I do?" "I did that time but usually he uses a ping pong paddle on top of my jeans." "You are lucky. That doesn't sound too bad." "Oh yeah. It stings over the whole buttcheek." He changed the subject by saying, "Are you ready?" "Yes. I spent all morning getting things ready. I punched new buckle holes in some horse hobbles to hold my wrists and tied them to the rope going to the pulley in the ceiling Dad uses to bring hay bales down from the attic." "Oh wow. I can't wait to see it." We went out to the barn and he buckled the hobbles onto my wrists then pulled up my arms with the rope until I was on my toes then tied it to a stall. To my surprise he went into role playing by saying gruffly, "Alright slave. You didn't obey so you will be whipped. Twenty lashes." He jerked at the dress but the hem at the top was stronger than he thought so he grabbed it with both hands and jerked as hard as he could. Surprising us both the sholder strings broke too and the dress slid to the floor leaving me totally naked. He said, "Oh shit. I'm sorry. should I pull it back up?" "I guess it is too late to worry about it now." He came around to my front making me blush then said, "God you look beautiful all stretched like that. Can I touch you?" I really wanted him to but I said, "No. Remember whipping first to see if I want to play this game." He went back behind me and brought the whip down on my back. It was so easy the tassles just tickled. I said "Harder." He brought it a little harder across my naked butt and it still didn't sting. I said "Harder." This time he hit harder across my back stinging it and the tassles stung the side of my boob." I yelled, "Yes." He got into it. He hit with the same strength up and down my back to my thighs with the tassle always coming around to sting my front. At twenty he stopped and came around to say, "Was that all right." God was it! I was panting in excitement and I knew my little nubbin and my nipples were hard. I just nodded my head because I didn't want to talk about it. He said. "Okay slave. I am going to put my finger into your pussy and you are going to like it." He stuck his finger in me. I was so wet it slid in clear to his knuckles. He seemed stunned and said, "God the whipping excited you. You are sopping wet." I groaned, "Yes push it in and out of me." He did but I wanted more and gasped, "Two fingers." Even that wasn't enough and I said, "three fingers." That filled my cunny completely and his middle finger on top was rubbing my clit. I panted and twisted until I got the most wonderful release I had ever had. I went limp and he pulled out his fingers to say, "You came. didn't you?" I moaned,"Yes. It was wonderful." He loosened the rope and unbuckled me. I stood there quivering Making no objection while he squeezed and tugged at my boobs even when he pulled on the nipples to make them look like cones. Then he said in his gruff voice, "I made you cum slave now it is my turn. Get on your knees and kiss my dick." I unsnapped his jeans and unzipped them to let them fall to the floor. He wasn't wearing shorts and his dick was so hard it pointed up nearly touching his bellybutton. I kissed and licked the sides of it then he told me to put the head in my mouth and lick it.He moaned, "Oh deeper and suck." I pushed my head forward until it gagged me then sucked and squeezed it between my lips while my head bobbed back and forth. Suddenly his dick jumped and the snot like stuff went into my mouth. It didn't taste bad but it had a gross feel so I took my mouth off and spit it out on the ground." He said gruffly, "You will learn to swallow it next time slave." I spit a few times and said, "I doubt it." "If you don't swallow it next time you will get another whipping" A whipping no longer frightened me and I said, "I would rather have the whipping. That is gross." "Maybe but it isn't on your list and I love whipping you." "It never occurred to me." His dick was soft now. I stared at it amazed at how little it got. He noticed my stare and said, "It will get long and hard again. You will see to that. Get on your hands and knees I want to run my dick back and forth in your butt crack." That seemed harmless so I got on my hands and knees then laid my head on my folded arms like he wanted to stick my butt up in the air. He began sliding his soft dick back and forth in my ass crack until I felt it harden. He got up and said "Roll over. I want to fuck your tits." I had no idea how he could do that but rolled over. He put his dick in my cleavage and squeezed my tits against it with his hands so hard they must have been like rubber balls. He rocked back and forth pullin my tits forward and back until he made a really weird face and lunged forward to shoot his cum on my lips. Without thiking I licked it off. He grinned and said, "I told you would learn to swallow cum." It wasn't that much but I was ashamed I would do such a gross thing. "So how did you like the ass and tit fucking?" "My boobs ache a little from being squeezed so hard. The Ass fucking did nothing for me except it seemed gross. It was like I was a dog being fucked." "Speaking of that your damn dog fucks my leg everytime I come over here. I wonder how he would like fucking you?" "Oh no way. That is super gross!" "It isn't on your list. A whipping then?" "Shit I wish I had thought more about the list. I'll take the whipping." Good. It is going to be different this time. I am going to whip your front." "Oh shit. I have never had my front whipped. Just with the tassle. Okay?" "Yeah. It is mainly the idea that turns me on. Dos your Dad have any of that soft orlon rope?" "Oh the soft rope he uses so their skin won't be cut if they struggle?" "Yeah thats it. Does he have any?" "I think so. look in the tackle room." He ran over to it an came back with a coil of the rope. He took me to a stall to back me up to it and wrapped rope around my biceps and the top pipe. That wasn't uncomfortable but then he pulled my knnees up snd tied them to another pipe so I was doing the splits." He came around to my front and said, "Wow. That really opens you up. I can see clear inside your pussy." I blushed to my toes as I thought how obscene I must look and said, "Get the whipping over with. This is really uncomfortable." He took careful aim and swung the whip so the tassle made a light sting across my bellybutton. He looked at me to see if I woulkd object and since I didn't say anything he hit again then one to my left boob it made me gasp so he stopped but since I didn't say anything he hit the right one. It was just a little sharper sting so I said. "Faster. Get it over with." "Harder too?" Yes dammit. Just get it over with, my hips are killing me." He began hitting harder then made it go across my nipples. That sent a shock to my clit and I moaned. he kept hitting just the nipples and I found myself nearly to orgasm He made that tassle go right into my gaping pussy stinging the tender inner lips. that really stung but it also put me right on the edge of orgasm. He said, "Too much?" I was so close to orgasm I went crazy and moaned, "No." He sent all last eight into my gaping hole even hitting my clit but I just went from one orgasm to a stronger one. When he untied me I just laid on the floor eith both hands pushing on my stinging twat. He said, "Are you okay?" "Yes but I am through. Let's take a break." End part two. Like it? Allene
Slave girl 3 We started back to the house and I told him to get naked too so he could feel how great the sun and warm breezes felt on the skin. He loved it too.We went in to the house and drank some pop then a beer way in the back I was sure Dad had forgotten about. I sat here idly caressing my pussy. It seeemed unreal it didn't hurt considering what I thought were terrible stings at the time. We talked about our experience with both of us marvelling at how exciting it had been. Then out of the blue he said, "I think I would like to paddle your butt like your Dad does." "But I haven't disobeyed." I know. I am just curious and you seem to like a little pain. Just a few, Okay?" "Well maybe five easy ones." "No ten. It will take five just to see how hard you want them." We settled on eight and he grinned to let me know he would have settled for five if I had kept bargaining. He went into role play again saying, "No daughter of mine is going to drink my beer. You are in for a spanking." It was weird he said almost exactly what my Dad would say. He had me lay over the table then told me to open my legs so my tummy and boobs could press on it. He hit my right cheek and a sting radiated directly to my pussy. It was weird. Dad's spankings just hurt but being naked with my front rubbing on the table made it a whole new dimension. Since I had just grunted he hit the other cheek a little harder.That pain seemed to radiate right to my clit. By the time he was through my pussy was soaking and to my surprise he drove his dick deep into it then began pumping with his thighs slapping my red buns. It was great and since he had cum before he was able to last until I had a great orgasm. He stepped back and said, "God that was great. I got my dick in clear to my balls." "I know. I think you came close to touching bottom." We laid on the couch hugging each other then he said, My dick is sticky. Clean it off with your tongue." "Oh God that is gross and I am too tired for another whipping." "Too bad. Your rules." It was weird I knew in the back of my mind that I could tell him to fuck off and send him home but my stubborn pride made me want to comply with the rules I had made. "Shit. Okay." He sat up and scooted forward and I knelt between his legs and began licking. I knew it was my juices as well as his and was glad I didn't taste bad. I licked every inch of him including the head and his balls.As I was moving his balls around with my tongue I was amazed to see his dick harden again. I had heard Highschool girls say their boyfriends could only get it up a few times. He said, "I think I want to fuck your asshole." "Oh that is gross. You will get shit all over your dick and I am sure you can never get your dick in my tiny asshole." "Not if I give you a few enemas." "No. I haven't had an enema since I was little and I remember I didn't like it." "Okay. This time I think I will paddle your tits." God my butt was still stinging. I couldn't even imagine what it would feel like on my nipples. "Oh okay. Give me an enama." He took me to the bathroom. and found Mom's douche bag and an enema nozzle. He had me get in the tub and put my head on my arms then filled her douche bag to the top with warm waterand hung it on the shower curtain rod. He jammed the nozzle into my ass and I yelled, "Not so fast " but he just said, Too late it is already in. He unclasped the valve on the rubber tube and I felt myself being filled. Towards the end it began to hurt and I looked through my cleavage to see I now had a pot belly. He pulled out the nozzle and said, "Okay you can shit now." "Good. Go outside." "Noway. I want to watch this." "I won't do it with you here." "You will eventually." The little bastard was right. I began getting cramps that got worse until I jumped out of the tub to plop on the toilet just in time for a solid stream of water to gush out. It was really embarrassing especially with the farting noises that made him laugh. I wiped and got up saying, "Happy now?" "Oh wait. I forgot the soap. This baby shampoo should work. Get back in the tub." Only the thought of the paddle hitting my tits got me back in the tub again to be filled to the point of cramps. I later found Mom only filled it half way for enemas and only full for douches. No wonder I had cramps. This time I flopped on the toilet as soon as the nozzle was pulled for the relief of taking off the pressure. I wiped and started to flush it but he said. "Wait let me check" He looked at the water and said, "Sorry baby. It is still brown. I guess you need one more." "Oh come on. It is just a little tan." "Suit yourself. You are the one who will be licking my dick afterward." That thought made me nauseous and with a little sob I got back in the tub. This time my butt must have become sore becuause the nozzle felt like it was stretching me. I moaned, "Whats happening.My hole feels like it is being stretched." He giggled and said, "It is. I switched to the douche nozzle. I'll bet my dick will fit now." I moaned,"You bastard." Remembering that nozzle was so big my hand couldn't wrap around it.He kept pushing and twisting on it while I squealed in pain until I felt the wide end holding my ass crack open. He fussed around with the deouche bag for a minute then turned it on. I felt it filling me which is not bad at first but as I got fulller and fuller the cramps started. I knew from experience this meant the bag was nearly empty. This time though the water kept coming and the cramps got worse. I looked down and my belly had got so big I looked like I was pregnant. All of a sudden I felt water drip on my head. I looked up to see the flexible showerhead had been put in the top of the bag for a neverending source of water. I said angrily, "Damn you!" and reached back to jerk out the nozzle. I didn't make it to the toilet. As soon as I pulled out the nozzle water shot out of my ass and kept coming as the cramps subsided. He laughed and said,"Hey at least it is clean water. You won't need another." "You are mean. I don't want to play this game anymore." "No way. You said we would play till sundown which is still a long way off. You wanted to see how it would be to be a slave." I couldn't argue with that. I was sure he would never had the nerve to ask me to be a slave if I had not volunteered abd it was my fault I had not made more rules. I thought that since my butt hole was already stretched I might as well let him fuck me there. "Well okay. You can fuck my butt." "Great. Get down in the same head down position you were in the tub. I'll get some vaseline to make it go in easier." He got the vaseline which he pushed into my butt hole with his finger then he had me suck him till he was hard and put the vaseline on his dick. I put on a lot but it wasn't really necessary. My butt hole had been stretched enough for hs dick to slide in easy. It felt pretty good as he told me to tighten and loosen my butt muscles but I knew I would never be able to cum from it until he reached around to play with my nubbin. Now with his dick and fingers going I began climbing to my orgasm. Unfortunately my butt clenching had really worked for him letting him cum before me. I kinda felt cheated as his soft dick slipped out. I hoped to be finished off and asked him if he wanted to play with my cunny but he said, "No. I need a break. That cum hurt me. I have never came so many times in a day. I think I would just like to play with you awhile." His first game was, "Baby." He got some talcum powder and put it all over my butt and pussy then used a dishtowel to make me a diaper. He had me crawl around on the floor saying "Goo'" for a long time. It did nothing for me but for some reason he thought it was real funny and giggled as he watched me. The next was "Model" He said his cousin Don had sent him a wild picture that he wanted to see live. He showed it to me. It was a girl wearing a leather costume. The top had holes in the bra that her boobs were pulled through to pinch them at the bases and the bottom was just a leather strap going through her legs and to a waist strap to make her pussy puffy around the edges. what alarmed me though was the fact she had rings in her nipples with weights on the end of a string. I said, "No way you are going to poke holes in my nipples. That is one of the rules." "I know that, I have it figured out. I got some stuff ready. It is in a sack outside in case your folks were still home." He got the sack and pulled out some hay bale twine. He had me hold my tits out by my nipples while he wrapped the twine around the base of my boobs till they were round and hard as softballs then tied the string behind my neck to make kind of a bra. The tight twine made my boobs throb and I thought if I ever wore a bra I would get one like hers. He took some rope out of the sack and tied it tight around my waist. Then he tied another rope to it and ran it down the crack of my butt and through my slit to tie to the front of my waist rope. As A final touch he pulled my outer lips out to puff around it. Then he took out a couple of big fish weights tied to a string he had made a hangman's noose in. He put the loop of the noose around my nipple and tightened it to make me gasp, "Oh it is too tight. It is hurting me." "Shh. It has to be tight so it won't slip off." He put the other one on just as tight and I stood there now with both my boobs and nipples throbbing. He completed the costume by getting a pair of Mom's high heel shoes. They were a little big for me and I had never walked in high heels so I felt a little off balance. He told me to stand up straight and start walking. I was clumsy at first and walking with little stumbles brought wild feelings all over.The weights jerked on my nipples to make them throb more but what was really wild was the rope between my legs. At first it hurt a little as it rubbed on my butt hole and nubbin but then I got wet down there and it just fel good. After walking around a bit he told me to trot. That made the weights jerk on my nipples to make them hurt but it was kind of a good hurt. Then he told me to do jumping jacks. I told him I couldn't do it in the shoes so he agreed to let me take them off as long as I stayed on my toes. That was WILD! The weights jerked real hard and y pussy opened and closed around the rope to make it seem it was going deeper. He let me do it until I came and flopped to the floor all sweaty and panting. He just watched me a while then said,"God. All kinds of things make you cum." He took off my costume and I found the blood rushing back to my tits and nipples really hurt. He took off the rope then pulled my pussy lips open to say, "The rope really made your pussy inside and your butt hole red. Do you have any salve?" "Oh yeah. I know just the thing. Dad has some horse balm in the tack room." He ran to get it and then rubbed it up and down from my butt hole to the top of my slit. God that felt so good! He asked me if I felt better and I told him I was fine now because that balm had some kind of deadener in it. "Good we may need it later. I have one more idea. Do you still have that leotard you had when you were taking ballet lessons. I knew what he meant. It was made of some stretchy material and when dad had seen it he had said,"Jesus she might as well be naked. Thank God it isn't flesh colored." Tom said."I know I remember seeing you in it. Even though you wore panties under it you could see your little puffy cunt lips. I thought of you in it when I jerked off." I was so young at the time it never occurred to me that I looked sexy. It was in Mom's Goodwill sack and I got it. I had grown a lot since then. I managed to get it up to my waist although most of the butt part slid into my butt crack. but it was too short to stretch up to my boobs. Tom said, "We can fix that. It is going to be thrown away anyway so I'll just cut it in two." He got the scissors and while I held it up he cut around the waist just below my belly button. I pulled up the top and went over to the nirror. I said, "Oh I see what Dad meant. The seam in the crotch sinks in to make a perfect outline of my pussy. The top is so tight it is flattening my tits to make me look younger." Tom said, "Yeah. You look just like I had hoped. I have something to put inside the leotard." He reached into the feedsack to bring out a grocery sack he opened to show me he had gathered hundreds of cockleburs. They are evil things if you step on one in bare feet they hart like crazy and they will even flatten your bike tires. I looked at them in horror and said "No. No! Remember no sticking." "No. You said no needles or pins. They are long these are only about a quarter inch." "I don't care they will really hurt. I know I stepped on one once." "Okay I'll tell you what. I will just give you one spank on your tit. You can decide if you want nineteen more or if you want to wear the burrs." "Seeing the burrs made the spanking seem not so bad. I said, "How long would I have to wear the burrs." "ten minutes tops. You can even set your Moms timer to make sure I don't cheat." "It still seems a long time so I'll try the boob spank." "Fine. Just pull down the top and put your arms on your head while pushing out your tits." I think it may have been better to be tied. To have to pose that way made it seem I was helping him hurt me. When he was satisfied I was pushing out enough he brought the ping pong paddle so hard on my nipple my tit went flat. My whole boob stung but especially my poor nipple." "I screamed, "No more. I'll take the burrs." He got the timer and I set it to ten minutes knowing I was cheating a little since nothing had happened yet but he didn't object. He had me hold out the back of the leotard then put on a leather glove to grab a handful of burrs to jam down clear to the crotch. I began to whimper feeling the needles sticking the edges of my butt hole and all up the buttcrack. He sprinkled a bunch more into the back and told me to let it go. I squealed as hundreds of needles stuck into me. I remembered Mom whining when she stuck a needle into her finger while sewing. She should try this! He had me hold out the front and I again felt a pang of guilt about helping him. He got a handful then jammed in his fist his middle finger parted my cunny lips and when he took out his hand they closed over a couple of burrs to make me squeal in pain. He sprinkled more down into the panties and told me to let go. This time I just let it go back slowly but I could still feel the needles digging all the way from my crotch to my lower belly. He had me hold out the top and just dumped in the rest of the sack but then he moved a few to make sure they would be on my nipples. The top was so tight even though I very slowly let it go back the needles stuck every inch of my boobs I stood there shaking from the pain to every inch of my sexy parts but he wanted more. "Okay I want you to do the goose step like we saw in the history class movie." I just stood there cringing at that idea until he said, "Am I going to have to spank your butt to get you moving." I knew that would really drive them in so I whimpered "No," and began marching. You can't imagine how bad that was. My legs going straight out from my waist then hitting the floor made more burrs go into my pussy and butt crack and the exaggerated swing of my arms buried the burrs in my boobs. By the second circuit of the room tears were flowing down my cheeks so he felt sorry for me and let me stop. I immediately opened my legs in an effort to take the pressure off the burrs in my poor pussy. He said, "Do you want to cut the time down to a minute?" I whined, "God yes." "Okay." He tied a rope around my wrists and said the minute would start when I was in position. he led me out to the barn and every step was torture as the burrs dug in. Then he led me over to one of the gates made of two inch pipe and told me to climb up and straddle the pipe. I said, Oh god. That will drive the burrs deep inside me." "Yep. That is the idea. Either that or you goose step and do jumping jacks." I just moaned again feeling guilty by helping him torture me and gingerly sat straddling the pipe with my feet on a lower pipe. He pulled my wrist rope over to the vertical pipe by the hinges and pulled me Forward. I squealed as the pipe pushed burrs into my pubic bone. then he began wrapping rope around my body from the top of my boobs to the bottom driving the burrs in as deep as they would go. He started the timer and sat it on the ledge where I could see it. I thought nothing could be worse than this but I was wrong. he jerked my feet off the pipe and began pulling down on one then the other to make me rock and drive the burrs into my puss and butt hole. I had no idea a minute could be so long. Finally there was a "Ding." The minute ws up. It had seemed like an hour." I was so weak from the constant pain he had to help me down. He unwrapped the rope then took off the leotard. None of the burrs fell to the ground because they were either stuck to the leotard or to me. He laid me on my back on a straw bale which stuck my naked back but it was nothing compared to the burrs and now I could open my legs as far as possible. He came back from the tack room with a needle nose pliers he used to pull out the burrs buried in my pussy and asshole. It hurt having them drug out but the relief when they were gone made it worth it. He got the horse balm and rubbed it in and on my pussy and butt hole then over my boobs which were covered with tiny drops of blood. It felt wonderful and I was amazed the balm could work on even that pain. I said, "I feel better now but no more torture. Okay?" "Sure I am out of ideas anyway but seeing you squirm on that pipe has me hard. Should we fuck?" "Uhuh it will help me forget the pain." He climbed on top of me which pushed straw into my butt and back but it was okay once his wonderful dick started going in and out. By then he could last a long time and I had two orgasms. Our folks would be home in a couple of hours so he went home and I went to bed. Amazingly thinking about the tortures excited rather than horrified me and I masturbated my self to sleep. End part 3
Slave girl 4 School was now out for the sunner and I hadn't seen Tommy since our slave game so I went to his house to find he had gone to camp for two weeks. I was pissed off that he would rather go to camp than be with me but I later found out his folks had paid in advance and forced him to go. I found I couldn't get great orgasms anymore just from masturbation. I thought about whipping myself but our house is about as far from soundproofed as possible. I could hear our grandfather clock ticking downstairs and I knew they would hear the slaps. For a whole week I could only get tiny orgasms and was desperate. I was in our kitchen looking at the black woman's picture and sipping a coke when Daddy came ibto the kitchen and started rummaging around in the fridge. He pulled out his head and said, "Dammit. I know I had a bottle of beer in here. Did you drink it?" I knew that even a Dadddy spanking might help and quickly admitted, "Yes Daddy. I wanted to know if it would make me feel funny. I know I was bad I deserve a spanking." "You sure as Hell do. go get over the table." "No Daddy I was badder than that. I deserve the willow switch." I saw a bulge grow in his pants as he said, "You mean like last time on your panties?" "No I was badder than that. I should be naked and hung by my wrists like this lady. See. She probably wasn't as bad as me." I showed him the picture and watched the bulge in his pants get bigger as he looked at me. I had lost the shyness of my boobs and was wearing a cutoff T-shirt that showed bumps at the nipples and my flat tummie. He must have seen me looking at his crotch because he suddenly sat at the table to hide it. He said thoughtfully, "You are really grown up for thirteen. Maybe you are too old for childish butt spankings." "Oh I am grown up Daddy. Mom even got me birth control pills just in case I was raped or something." "Really. She never told me. Why did she do that." "She saw me naked in the tub and said, "You are was too sexy looking for your age and a pedophile might grab you. It would be bad enough to be raped but worse if you got pregnant." "Does the idea of getting raped scare you?" "No. Mom said if it happened just to cooperate because if I fight I may get hurt or killed." "Are you really that grown up?" "Sure Daddy. Look." I stood up and pulled the T-shirt up to my chin to show him my boobs that were bigger than my gym teachers although that wasn't saying much. He dropped his hand into his lap and looked real embarrassed then said, "I'll have to think about your spanking." I saw him fussing with his pants. He stood up and I saw he hadn't hidden anything. He had just moved his dick so I saw a bulge from his crotch to the top of the pocket of his jeans. He left saying, "Don't tell Mom you showed me your boobies." "Oh no Daddy. I can keep a secret. I didn't tell her about my switching." He gulped and said,"Good." then left. I knew from Tommy that whipping me would really excite him and I daydreamed about his dick that looked twice as big as Tommy's. It would fill every inch of my pussy. That night I got a lot bigger orgasm from imagining him driving that monster into my little pussy. I was not about to let him forget. I got one of my cutoff jeans and cut them even shorter until you could see the bottom of my butt cheeks and even more when I bent over. Then I cut the neck out of one of my t-shirts so it was just held up by my shoulders finally cutting off more of my waist so when I lifted my arms the bottom of my boobs showed. "when Mom saw me she said, "Jesus Allene. That outfit is way too sexy for you." "Aw Mom. It is really hot outside. I won't wear it where strangers may see me." She said doubtfully, Well maybe it will be alright just around the ranch but try to remember not to bend over." "Oh no Mom I am a lady. See." At that I bent my knees to squat with my shoulders back so my butt cheeks or cleavage didn't show to touch the floor. "Good. Remember if you have to pick something up from the ground do it that way." I went out and followed Dad around all day while he fixed fences. I took every opportunity to bend over in front of him to show my buttcheeks or to let the shirt fall open so he could see my boobs clear to the nipples but even when I faked the need to stretch revealing the undersides of both boobs he showed restraint. I knew I was getting to him from the bulge in his pants but he didn't say anything. Then out of the blue he said, "Do you masturbate Allene? Don't be embarrassed by it. Most kids your age do." "Oh you mean like when I rub my finger on my little nubbin and even stick fingers inside." "Yeah. That explains the spot of blood Mom found on your sheet a year or two ago. You must have broken your hymen." "What is that." "It is just a thin piece of skin that covers the hole in your vagina which proves you are a virgin." "Oh that is why it hurt for a second when I jammed in three fingers. But the pain went away real fast." "What do you think about when you masturbate? "A man sticking his penis deep in me like they talked about in Sex ED. I know it is naughty to do that before marriage so I always imagine I am spanked or whipped along with it so I won't feel guilty." "So you don't feel guilty if you are spanked afterward." "No. you know you guys always forgive me for whatever I have done after spanking. If I want to kiss his penis like the highschool girls talk about I imagine I am whipped first." "Oh God. I don't think we should talk about this anymore. Let's go back to the house." That stopped my teasing with Mom there and he seemed relieved." I decided he needed a bigger push and so the next day. I cut strips out of a deerhide Dad used to patch saddles and braided them into a whip as close as I could get to the one in the picture. It was soft though and not as thick as the one in the picture but I was sure it would work. I put it in a sack and carried it out to the field where Dad was fixing a gate. I went up to him and said, "I made something for you Daddy." "Really? What?" I pulled out the whip and said, "This. It is for the whippig I owe for drinking beer. I know you have to be twenty-one to drink. Feel how soft it is. You could even hit my front with it. My boobies are more sensitive than my butt." That did it. He felt the whip and his dick got so hard I thought it might burst from his jeans. He gulped and said, "Do you really think you deserve this." "Oh yes. At least twenty maybe thirty. There is a rope hanging down in the barn like in the picture and I poked new holes in some horse hobbles to hold my wrists. It won't hurt long if you rub me with the horse balm after. That would make me feel so grateful I would kiss your penis. Highschool girls say guys love that." "Oh Jesus. Mom is going to run a church auction Sunday. We will do it then. We will have all day. The hobbles are a great idea the sheep wool won't let your wrists get chafed." I said, "Oh yes. I can hang as long as you want." "Oh Jesus. Let me see what I will be whipping." I pulled off my T-shirt and shorts. I wasn't wearing panties cause I liked the feel of the crotch seam on my slit. Then I stretched my arms up as high as I could. I had practised in front of my mirror and knew that made my tummy shrink so much my ribs showed and my boobs lifted. He came over to run his hand over my tight tummy and firm boobs then he said, "Oh God. Go back to the house. I am out of will power." Later I saw him go into the barn. I snuck up and peeked through a crack in the wall. He was staring at the rope and rubbing his dick which was just as big as I had hoped. I realized this was a private moment and snuck away. It was Saturday. I only had that night to wait. Thinking of what was to come gave me a really good orgasm and I went to sleep knowing that would make the time go fast. I woke early and put on my t-shirt and shorts and went down to the kitchen. I was too excited to eat so just sipped coffee Waiting impatiently for Mom to leave. Dad was outside checking the oil in her car. She made me crazy fussing around While I was dying. Finally she settled on just the right dress, shoes and gloves and walked out the door I heard her say. "I won't be home until about eight so you will have to reheat the leftovers in the fridge for supper. There is sandwich meat for lunch." Dad was impatient too and said, "Don't worry we will be fine. You had better go before you are late." "Oh if I leave now I will be there early but I guess I should to help with the snacks." "Dad held open her door saying,"Definitely." She made us both crazy by pausing to say, "My. How gentlemanly. You haven't held my door for years. You would think you are anxious to get rid of me." "Don't be silly. Call if you will be late." She started out the driveway. Dad and I watched until she was out of sight then I came out. He said,"God I didn't think she would ever leave." I said, Me either. I'll go get the hobbles." He had second thoughts, "Are you sure about this? You really don't mind a whipping on your back and even your front? You know you will end up real red." "That's okay. If I am still red when Mom comes home I will wear my flannel nightie." He knew the one I meant. It covered me from neck to ankles. I ran to the barn and got my hobbles to hand to him and held out my wrists for him to put them on knowing I needed to be as helpful as possible to keep him from losing his nerve. He said, "Wait. Shouldn't you take off the shirt first the hobbles will be in the way." "It is an old shirt. You can rip it off me when I am hung up like the woman except you pull down my shorts too." I saw his dick jump then he put on the hobbles and hooked them to the rope. He pulled down on the rope to lift my arms but stopped when I was still flat footed. "I gasped., "Higher. Just my toes should touch the floor." He lifted me on up and tied the rope to the stall. I said, My ankles sould be tied to the stakes so I won't twist. He looked down to see the stakes with short ropes I had prepared the night before making sure the ropes were short enough to open my legs. I spread my legs clear to the stakes to be helpful and he tied them there with my feet about three feet apart. Even then he needed to justify what he was doing. He said shakily, "You know you deserve this. Beer drinking is not only naughty it is against the law." I said, "Yes Daddy. I would much rather you whipped me than have to go to jail." That must have been the perfect thing to say because he immediately came to me and ripped off the shirt and unbuttoned the shorts to jerk them down and off my legs. He took off his shirt to show the farm work had given him a broad chest and ridged tummy. He looked like a greek god. He stepped back and swung the whip across my buttcheeks it stung a little but not much and the second was no worse. "I said, "Those don't count. They didn't hurt." "Are you sure? They made you red." "Anything makes me red I have really white skin but it is tough." "Okay thirty it is. Fifteen back. Fifteen front. Do you want to count?" "No Daddy I trust you." I actually hoped if it excited me as much as I imagined that he may give me even more. Now he began hitting harder to make a real sting. I kept my reaction to just little gasps to keep from scaring him. He hit my butt four times and I hoped they would not all land there but then I made a louder gasp as the thongs went to the back of my thigh to sting the tender inside." To the surprise of both of us I moaned, "Oh yes." That emboldened him. He hit the other thigh with the tip of the whip grazing my pussy then the other side a little lower. His aim got better, now more barely grazed my pussy lips then two in a row at the top of my butt with the tips coming around to sting my pubic bone and lower tummy. that must have been fifteen. because he moved to my other side to bring it across my belly button then one lower to sting my pubic bone. He began going up as I watched the red climbing through my cleavage. Then I saw my boobs jump as a deep sting enveloped them just below my nipples. Another above my nipples, another below and my excitement was near peak. Then He hit across both nipples for the strongest sting of all. I squealed not so much from the pain as from the orgasm it gave me. He stopped and said, "Are you okay?" I moaned, "Yes. I only have one white place left. Hit it." He looked at me increduously and at my only white place. My pussy below the pubic bone. He hit down diagonally to cover both lips and again. Then as I hung there panting, sweating and quivering from powerful orgasms he moved to the other side to hit diagonally there then went behind me and brought the tips up between my legs to go into my slit and cause a powerful sting to my clit. I exploded in orgasm. It was too much for him. He dropped his pants and buried his dick in my sopping pussy then grabbed my stinging butt cheeks to jerk me back and forth hitting his thighs as it went deeper than I thought possible. I came twice more before he grunted and pulled me to him as hard as he could. I Felt his dick jump inside me while he flooded my pussy with his cum. I was so out of it I hardly noticed his untying me until I fell into his arms. He had done some preparation too. The old mattress that had been in the attic was on the floor of the tack room. He carried me to it then begn putting the horse balm all over me. I almost regretted the sting fading away. I soon recovered and when he was caressing my pussy I said, "Thank you Daddy. That feels wonderful." "Are you angry because I hit your little puss." "Oh no. I deserved to be hit on my most sensitive places. If I am naughty again my most sensitive places are my inner thighs close to my pussy, my pussy, and my nipples." He grinned and said, "You shouldn't have said that. Maybe next time I will just hit those places." "Oh Daddy. Thank you. I was afraid there may not be a next time." "Oh yes. Many more times. Now did you mean it about being grateful." I knew what he meant and rather than answer I slid down and began kissing and licking his dick finally taking the head in my mouth and bobbing back and forth from the tip of his dick to the back of my mouth to gag. In a few moments he came and I swallowed every precious drop. We played until seven oclock when we went into the house to make sure Mom wouldn't catch us but even in there I sat on his lap holding my flannel nightie up to my neck while he kissed and bit on my nipples to pull them out while his fingers probed deeply into my pussy. I ran up to my room when I heard the crunch of Mom's car tires on the driveway. I was near orgasm again so I finished myself off. Then thought. Fuck Tommy who needs him. I have Daddy. End part four.
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