"It will let you prove how brave you are. We will use it for your birthday spanking then give you all the orgasms you can stand."

Everybody cheered and applauded!

I was the center of attention again. Rob suggested I do a strip tease to get naked for it. I really teased them to get them and me excited. I used the whole song by very slowly inch by inch removing my sweater and skirt then just slipping the cups down to flash my boobs then covering them again and when the bra was off I slowly rolled down the panties until it was like a rope at the pubic bone then pulled the crotch to one side to flash it. Then I spread my legs wide and pulled up on the panties until the crotch slipped in to the slit and sawed it against my clit. By the time I jerked them down and off I was shaking with excitement and my audience was cheering. I giggled and said, "Okay. Should I lean over the couch?"

Rob said, "No. You saw the picture in our history book. Slaves were hung up by their arms for whipping."

Mike held out some horse hobbles lined with sheepskin to avoid chafing while Bob brought out a coil of rope.

The thought of being so helpless frightened me because it reminded me of the switching. I hesitated and Tammy must have noticed as she said, "She is scared. She won't do it." I said, "No I will do it. I am braver than you." I was scared though. I wouldn't be able to get away if it got too bad and they were so excited I was afraid they would have no restraint.

As I held out my hands for the hobbles Bob climbed on a chair to thread the rope through the big hook holding our chandelier. I began to think of myself as a martyr to love and decided to be brave even if it stung more than I expected. Fear was replaced by excitement as I knew this could never be as bad as the switch.

They pulled on the rope until I was stretched with just my toes on the floor. I saw myself in the wall mirror and I looked fabulous. My tummy had sunk in until my ribs showed and my waist shrank to make ny hips and boobs look bigger.

They stared at me awestruck and Mike said, "Jesus. I have never seen anything so beautiful!"

They agreed and couldn't resist fondling me while commenting on how firm my waist, boobies and butt were and how fabulous I looked. I felt proud and excited and actually began looking forward to the whipping to show how brave I would be although I was sure sixteen spanks would not be bad. I didn't protest when ropes were tied to my ankles and my legs were pulled apart because that let them fondle my pussy which I knew must be wet. Tammy made it plain that this would not be a traditional butt- spanking when she felt my tummy and said, "Ooh Your tummy is so tight the whip will just bounce off it." Some guy said, "Yeah her tits are tight too, They will just quiver."

That should have frightened me but I thought that this soft whip should be less painful than Tammy's and certainly nothing compared to the switch.

Rob pushed them away then said, "Are you ready for your birthday whipping?" I was more than ready. Their fondling and watching Rob gently swinging the whip with the ends sweeping the floor had me so excited I was trembling. I was sure only sixteen would not bring me to orgasm and planned to tell them at the end that hey could all give me one too for an additional sixteen. I still wanted to maintain the lie that I only did it for love by saying, "Yes, because I love you."

He shook out the whip to swing it against my butt. I gasped at the sting surprized to find it was worse than Tammy's whip because of the extra weight and longer thongs that gave more leverage but it was not terrible. I actually managed a smile when he said, "Good girl! You are going to be brave. He let the sting subside then hit again a little lower. It was no worse and the next at the bottom of my butt caused a sting so close to my pussy I felt myself becoming excited.

He kept hitting my butt with just enough delay to let the sting seem to spread through my body with the excitement growing and then pride was added to the excitement as I was reminded of my audience by one girl saying, "God she is so brave! She only gasps when it hits her." A boy answered excitedly, "Yeah, and her butt is so firm it just trembles."

Then Rob said, "Wait. This is a birthday whipping not spanking."

He moved to my right side and hit across my tummy just below my navel. The sting was no worse than on my butt and it was much more exciting as the sting seemed to go directly to my clit. I looked in the mirror to see a red band just above my pubic mound and continued to watch fascinated as the band grew larger as he hit below and above the first band to bring the redness down to my thighs and up my stomach. My thighs protected my pussy but the stings were so close it was like ultimate masturbation.

It was strange. As I watched the redness move to cover my front I not only felt the stings but it seemed I was also in the audience marvelling at the courage of the girl who was making no effort to back away from the lash.

On his last two he quickly hit across my nipples then diagonally across my pussy lips. The much sharper sting made me close my eyes to squeeze out tears and take a deeep breath but it also made a huge jump in excitement and when my breath returned I planned to make my offer to let them have one. I didn't get that chance.

I just moaned in excitement when he handed the whip to Mike and said, "Your turn."

I was disappointed when he said, "Her butt is getting pale." and began hitting it but now it seemed more sensitive and the stings kept building excitement to jump even more when he started on my front to continue removing the last of my white skin. I saw a lash fall just below my breasts and was actually disappointed when he moved back down to darken the red on my stomach. He stopped at sixteen and now my body was sore from thirty two lashes. He stepped back and dropped the whip on the floor to watch me moan and shudder. Even though I had not cum I was relieved to know it was over. But it wasn't over. He watched me until I calmed enough to take deep breaths then he handed the whip to Jo who said, She is still white in places."

I suddenly realized they all planned to give me sixteen. I couldn't multiply sixteen by seventeen people but I knew it had to be hundreds and moaned, "Oh no! You can't all hit me. It is too much!"

Jo said, "We won't hit hard. You don't want to cheat anyone. Do you?"

That questioned my courage and I moaned, "I guess not." Even though I was frightened.

She stepped back and brought redness to the bottom of my boobs. I moaned but it wasn't in protest. The new sensitive area just doubled my excitement.

She was encouraged by someone yelling, "That is fantastic. Look at them bounce!" She hit them four more times with the last across the center to cause a sharper sting on my nipples that nearly brought me to orgasm. the excitement dropped as she went back to my tummy letting the ends snap against my back and then my butt.

The next girl returned to my boobs letting the ends hit the sides to make them slap together then in the cleavage to pull them apart. The last across my nipples brought me to that terrible maximum excitement just before orgasm then she hit down diagonally to let the tips hit my pussy. I watched in fascination as the girl in the mirror had her pussy lips rip apart and quiver. That did it. I let out a little scream as I went into orgasm and squeezed my thighs together to rub in the sting.

But the orgasms didn't continue which I am sure would have brought me to unconsciousness. The next whipper found white places on my back and shoulders on unsexy areas that just brought pain. From then on I didn't notice who was hitting me as waves of excitement went through me when my breasts, pussy and inner thighs were hit only to ebb as my back or butt was hit. It just seemed endless. They seeemed to know exactly when to stop hitting my erogenous zones to stop me near climax to bring yips of pain to ones at my knees or armpits.