I looked down to confirm they were red as beets but I also noticed my nipples had extended as if they wanted more. He allowed me to let the pain fade by waiting between lashes until I pushed them back out as it went on with occasional cheers when the belt made them jump or twist.

Then on the fifth or sixth, my mind was too screwed up to count, they went numb or something. The stings were no longer just pain. Stings and tingles seemed to go down my stomach to stimulate my clit. Now I was able to keep them pushed out as lashes created shudders all through my body.

Suddenly he stepped behind me and I thought he must have taken pity on me and was just going to hit my butt. I didn't want that! I was looking down at my red and now swollen boobs with my nipples like little hard-ons about to tell him I could take more when the belt hit my armpit and the tip came around so fast it was just a blur as the tip dug into my cleavage and burned my right nipple. He jerked back the belt to pull my boob nearly into my armpit. I am sure it had to be the worst ever and if it had been one of the first I would have collapsed in sobs but now tingles seemed to erupt all though my body. My audience must have known how bad it was because they cheered and with their encouragement he backhanded my left boob the same way. then again to the right and to the left as suddenly crashing orgasms shook my body.

I actually felt frustrated thinking it was all over when he moved around to my front but then he said, "Just two more but these will be special."

I looked down at the belt swinging by his leg and saw that he was holding the tip and letting the heavy western buckle dangle menacingly.

Perversely I had to know if that would bring me to the ultimate orgasm. I groaned then whimpered, "Do it!"

I pushed out my boobs now so swollen the skin was tight and the buckle hit the side of my left boob so hard it made a loud slap when it was driven into my right one. He quicly hit my right boob the same way and I just collapsed to the floor from an orgasm so powerful I passed out.

When I woke up the girls were slathering salve on my still swollen tits. Surprisingly the pain was gone replaced by throbbing that was not unpleasant.

When Rob saw I was awake and smiling from the pleasant caresses. He said, "Jane. You were wrong. You owe her a reward. Eat her pussy."

Jane said, "No. I can't do that especially with you all watching."

"Okay. Would you rather demonstrate your courage?"

She looked stricken and said, No. I'll do it."

She went between my legs and pulled them open to begin licking first the lips and then my clit. Normally that would have quickly brought me to orgasm but I guess I was exhausted because it just felt pleasant. It was great though. The other girls kept caressing my boobs and nipples so my most important erogenous zones were being stimulated I finally sighed in pleasure and Jane took her mouth away assuming I had cum. That was alright though since I knew I couldn't get off again even if she did it for hours.

I told Rob I was exhausted and wanted to go home to bed.

He took me home and apologized for hurting me so much and promised never to hit me again with anything heavy. It didn't mean he would no longer hurt me but I was relieved because after the fantastic orgasms from the belt I was afraid I may agree to something that might put me in a hospital. At least I was smart enough not to admit he had made me cum and just said, "I guess it was worth it. Now you know no other girl would agree to suffer so much for you."

He agreed and hugged and kissed me at every stoplight. He even offered to lick my pussy but I told him I was just too exhausted to appreciate it.

I really was tired but that did not stop me from caressing my boobs in bed remembering the stings until I became excited enough to masturbate to get a little orgasm to put me to sleep.

The next morning I got out of bed and immediately went to a mirror to see how badly my boobs were damaged. I was surprised to see all the redness had gone and the only proof of my ordeal was square bruises on the outside of each breast where the buckle had hit. I felt relieved not only because they weren't damaged but also by the thought my ordeal could not have been as bad as it seemed which made me feel less perverse for getting to orgasm. I rationalized that any girl would get excited from having so much stimulation to their tits especially since there was so much pride involved by the excitement I had given my audienceand the fact they believed I was so courageous.

I was still a little worried on the way to school because I didn't know if they realized I had cum. If they did they might treat me like some kind of freak.

I needn't have worried. They all greeted me with hugs and said they were proud to know anyone so courageous. They must have told a few of their friends because a senior girl named Linda said she had read a book about world war two where the Japs had whipped the american nurse prisoners breasts to get them to talk and they had taken it until they were unconscious without talking. She thought it was wonderful to have a girl in our school as brave as them. I protested that I was not really that brave since the Japs had probably used real whips rather than just a belt. I coulddn't help but wonder if the nurses had gone numb like me and became excited from the terrific pain.

At class break they wanted to see my boobs so we went to the bathroom where I lifted my sweater to show my bra-less breasts. They were as amazed as I had been to see only the two square bruises from the buckle. They touched the bruises gently and asked if they hurt. I told them, "Not now but it was pretty terible when they were hit." That brought more compliments on my bravery to keep them out for the second lash. Tammy said to Linda, "I know it was terrible she fainted just like the nurses."

Linda said, "That is the body's defense mechanism. You can only be hurt so much before you faint. Cherie must have a high tolerance for pain. I probably would have fainted long before absorbing all sixteen."

Jane was the only downer saying, "Okay you might not have been hurt too badly this time but you must know Rob will do worse things just to see how far he can go. You should dump him now!"

"No! We love each other. He felt real bad about hurting me so much and said he would never hit me with anything heavy again. It is important to me to prove I will do anything for him. He makes up for it with nice presents and taking me places. He will even lick my pussy to give me fabulous orgasms."

Jane said, "Well maybe he won't bruise you anymore but he didn't promise not to hurt you."

"Well no, but I don't mind a little pain because he knows he can't find another girl that will suffer for him."

Then I went on to say something stupid, "Besides it is exciting when he does it in front of you. I feel proud you think I am so brave and your cheers make me feel like a star.

Tammy said excitedly, "Oh Good! I was feeling guilty that seeing you spanked got me so excited. Now I know it is alright. I was digging around in my brother's room and found a magazine with pictures of girls hung up and whipped. I thought it was terrible but maybe they are like you and are excited by it. I'll bring the magazine to our next beer party. Maybe you might like some of the things in it."

That scared me and I said, "God no! That would be completely different than spanking where I can cover myself if it hurts too much."

She said disapointedly, "Well I'll still bring it. Maybe Rob will like the idea."

I was afraid he might and being tied and helpless seemed really frightening. I went out of my way to be totally submissive for the rest of the week. I even masturbated in a theatre in spite of my embarrassment just to amuse Rob who enjoyed seeing the man next to me get so excited he had to leave no doubt to jerk off in the bathroom.