He went into a room and came back rolling a huge antique free standing mirror. When he put it in front of me I saw he was right. My body had never looked so good. My tummy had gone from flat to concave and my breasts were high. Even my pussy was pulled up to make a tight flat slit. I felt very proud and was happy to see that his dick was a little longer. I didn't think I would be hurt much because I was sure he would want to fuck me as soon as it was really hard.

He kissed me and asked if I was ready. The way I looked and the whole situation seemed to charge me with excitement.

I moaned, "Yes. Please whip me."

There was a "Slap!" with a sting and burn across both cheeks of my butt. I gasped but Mom was right! It hurt but not unbearably. When I made no protest he began putting them on faster and harder until I felt heat and tingling to my clit. The spanking was exciting me! Really exciting me! As much as any foreplay.

I was wrong about him stopping when he got hard. His dick was rock-hard but he was still hitting me. By that time I was so excited I welcomed the lashes to the point I was pushing back my butt to meet them.

I don't know how many times he hit me. I was much too excited to count. Eventually he covered all of my butt and started on the top of my thighs. This was so close to my pussy electric tingles went to it directly to bring me to orgasm. He must have mistaken my orgasm for great pain because he stopped to step in front of me and lifted my legs up to his waist to bury his dick in my sopping pussy. My orgasms continued until he began sliding down my body to his knees where he spread my pussy lips to lick my clit until I was trembling and pulsating with orgasms and struggling for breath.

Finally I was so exhausted I let my legs fall from his shoulders. He lowered the chandelier to untie my wrists and carried me to a huge davenport where we went to sleep.

I had this weird dream. I was back in the time of slavery. I looked the same except I was wearing a dress like the one I had seen in a history book that covered me to my ankles with only my head, neck and hands bare. I was standing on a platform with my arms tied above me and my ankles chained to rings in the floor to spread my legs very wide.

There was a huge audience in front of me. Both men and women, white and black. They all seemed excited as they stared at me. There were two big men on the stage with me. They had their shirts off to reveal big hairy chests and were wearing black leather hoods on their heads.

One of the men stepped forward to hold up his hand to quiet the crowd who had begun yelling.

"The master has decided his wife should be as obedient as his slaves. Since she refused his request to undress so he could prove her beauty to his friends she will be naked for all of you and be whipped."

They took knives out of their belts and began cutting off my clothes. It took a long time because I was wearing so many.

It was like a slow strip-tease as my dress then slips and petticoats were cut off and thrown out to the crowd. The audience cheered as each piece dropped to the floor to reveal more of my body. Incredibly this was exciting to me.

Finally I was down to a cotton half-shirt over my breasts and pantaloons. Rather than cut off the half-shirt they stuck their hands under it to press against my boobs and ripped it off.

The audience cheered louder than ever but they went crazy when they stuck their hand in to grip my pussy to hold me in position to rip off the pantaloons.

The blacks seemed most excited I heard one woman say, "It is about time one of these white bitches knew how we feel."

I had my eyes closed. I opened them to see Bill sitting in a big chair directly in front of me. He was smiling! He got up and handed whips to the men. They frightened me terribly. They looked like two black snakes about four feet long. He said something to the man I couldn't hear but I soon found out.

The man held up his hand again and when the crowd quieted he said,

"She will be striped from her armpits to mid-thigh front and back with close stripes on those parts she wished to hide."

The crowd went wild and I cringed knowing that must mean my butt, breasts and pussy.

I woke up just as I saw the blur of the snake at my breasts.

I was shaking and sweating but incredibly I was fantastically excited and when my hand went to my pussy it was wet. I dug frantically to get a small orgasm but I wanted more.

I began licking and sucking his dick to wake him but he must have just incorporated it in a dream because he just groaned and smiled while continuing to sleep.

I started nibbling on his ears and when I stuck my tongue in one he moaned, "Let me sleep. I am having a great dream."

"Wake up silly. It is morning. I will make your dream come true."

He sat up and looked at me and I saw his dick twitch and start to grow.

"I don't think you will want this dream to come true. You sucked my dick until it was hard then leaned over to hold on to the back of the couch and asked me to fuck your ass while I whipped your tits with the belts."

I knew that would hurt even more than the spanking but it would certainly prove my love.

"That scares me. My breasts are real sensitive but I am your slave. If that excites you I will let you do it."

"No. You don't understand. I didn't ask for it. In the dream it was your idea and you begged me to do it."

I slid off the couch to kneel in front of him and lick his dick then excitedly said,

"Master. Please let me suck you until you are hard so you can fuck my ass while whipping my breasts." as an afterthought I decided to offer even more. "If I spread my legs real wide and keep my tummy tucked in you could hit my pussy too."

"Oh God Yes!" His dick grew as I watched it and I just licked and sucked a few seconds before he said, "I am ready."

I went to the back of the couch and stretched out my arms to make sure they would not be in the way while bent over. He laid the straps on my back with the ends dangling from my shoulders in front of my breasts while he pulled my legs a little further apart. His dick was slick from my spit and slid in easily once the head had stretched my anal muscles. He let me work up more excitement by fucking me for awhile while playing with my clit then I felt the straps sliding on my shoulders as he picked them up.

I looked down to watch my breasts swaying with the impact of his hips to my butt and then a blur as the belt buried itself in my right breast. The pain was terrific and before I could absorb it my left breast exploded. The first two were the worst then I watched in excitement and fascination as they danced under the belt. I lunged back at him to bury his dick as deeply as possible and he seemed to use that to keep cadence. At each lunge one of my breasts would compress and bounce.

He stopped for a second then there was a sting to my pussy. I let my head rest on the couch so I could use my hands to pull my red boobs apart to see the belt tips hit at the slit to wrench them open. I sucked in my tummy and tilted my hips forward to allow the tips to come across my clit.

By then I was in full orgasm and when the tip hit directly on my clit I had such a powerful one I passed out.

I woke up with me lying back on his chest while he sat on the couch with my legs on the outside of his spread out knees. He was caressing some kind of pain killing ointment on my breasts and pussy. I was surprised that the pain had gone away and my boobs and pussy were just red and even the redness faded as I watched.

He said, "I am sorry I hit so hard you had to pass out. Do you hate me?"

I thought it would be better for him to think I suffered that much for him so I didn't tell him the orgasm had caused it.

No. I love you. I just hope I was conscious long enough to satisfy your dream."