I could not even imagine what that would feel like and was amazed when it was over that Gloria was able to put her clothes back on with just little sobs.

Now it was my turn. It was obvious the whip was better since Gloria had almost calmed down while Myrna was still crying but I just could not stand having the principal leering at my naked body as I writhed and struggled under the whip. I decided the greater pain would be better than exposing myself. I chose the paddle.

The principal must have wanted to see me naked since he stared at my breasts that I knew from the shower were bigger than the other girls. He even offered to go easy if I chose the whip. I was tempted when he said angrily at my refusal, "Okay. Remember you asked for it."

It was a mistake! I did not escape the humiliation. After I was tied in position she pulled my panties tight into the crack of my ass then came around to my front and pulled my panties into the slit of my pussy then folded the waist till it looked like a had a satin rope around my waist and buried in my ass crack and pussy. It seemed even worse than having them taken off. When the first loud "Crack!" signaled the first blow I found the pain was not limited to the skin. The paddle caused a deep pain throughout the flesh of my butt and upper thighs. To make it worse there was a delay between spanks and his secretary would say the next number to let me know I still had many to go. I screamed and cried at each terrible blow until she said "Six" and I begged ""No more! Please! Use the whip."

His secretary gloated, "I thought you might get smart but it is too late. We would have to start over."

Even that could not be worse than fifteen more with the paddle. Gloria had taken thirty with only sobs and gasps and it seemed a little less embarrassing now that Mona and Gloria had left. I sobbed, "I don't care. The paddle is too awful!"

I hoped they would just pull down my panties and pull up my sweater and bra to finish on my back so I could keep my front hidden by the table but I was not allowed even that. They untied me and told me to take off my clothes while facing them. To add to my embarrassment they commented on my body as each article of clothing came off. When I pulled off my sweater she said, "Look at that nice flat tummy." He agreed, "Yes very nice. Do you exercise a lot?" I was too embarassed to answer and just nodded.

When I took off my skirt I looked down and saw how obscene my pussy looked with the lips puffed out to hold the panties inside and hurried to take them off. I blushed even more when she said, "Oh look how tight her vagina is. It closes to a fine line." He said "That will be good for her. The thongs from the whip won't go inside." That frightened me. it had not occurred to me that I may be hit there.

Finally I removed my bra to get another compliment when she said, "Oh look. Her breasts are so firm they didn't sag when the bra came off." He frightened me again by saying, "Yes. They are so round and firm they look like a nice round ass and can be whipped like one."

In embarressment I covered them with one arm while keeping my other hand over my pussy. This made him angry and he yelled," Put your hands by your sides. It is too late to hide yourself. You asked to be naked."

I felt guilty. He was right. By asking for the whip I was also asking to be naked. I was relieved when they took my arms to put on cuffs to pull them to the ceiling before they opened my legs because I did not have to feel guilty for not covering myself.

When I was stretched they began complimenting me again touching each place as they talked about my tiny waist, my firm breasts, my firm round bottom and my tight pussy. It was embarrassing while at the same time I could not help but feel proud that they were so impressed.

Finally she squeezed my sore bottom and when I yelped, she said, "Oh it must be sore. You are being a good girl would you rather not be hit on your back?"

I thought that was a giant favor and said, "Oh yes. Thank you." it did not occur to me that I was asking for all twenty to be put on the front of my body.

She asked if I was ready and I took a deep breath and nodded my head.

She said "One." and brought the whip across my tummy just above my navel. I gasped and shuddered but was relieved to find the sharp sting was not nearly as bad as the paddle.

She handed the whip to him and he said "Two" and stung and reddened my tummy at the navel. If anything his did not hurt as much as hers and I was glad I chose the whip. They kept alternating while I watched my stomach redden closer and closer to my boobs and crotch then as she said "Seven" I realized that one would hit my boobs and braced myself for the terrible pain but it was not much worse than my stomach. "Eight" across the top of my thighs at my crotch seemed easy. "Nine" hit my nipples and it was terrible but even then was not as bad as the paddle. "Ten" lower on my thighs felt almost good by comparison. "Eleven" above my nipples seemed better as well.

They stopped! I thought they had decided I had enough and moaned, "Oh thank you."

She sneered, "Don't thank us yet. We are just checking you for white spots to make you a nice even red."

She began moving my breasts around while he caressed my pussy. Perversely this excited me.

She said "three more to each side of your cleavage and the underside should redden your boobs nicely and three more on your crotch will make that area evenly red. You owe nine but if you are brave and say 'Please hit my breasts and pussy' we will let you off with six."

It seemed really perverse to ask to be hit on my sensitive boobs and crotch but I had no guarantee they would not hit them nine more times. I sobbed and murmured "Hit my boobs and crotch." That was not good enough. She said, "Louder and don't forget please."

I shuddered took a deep breath and said loudly, "Please hit my boobs and crotch."

She grinned and said, "Remember you asked for it."

She stepped to my side and brought her whip up from the floor to make my tits jump up and burn violently. Before I could get my breath she stepped in front of me to forehand and back hand my cleavage to make my boobs burn and jerk into my armpits.

I was crying hysterically and he let me calm down then brought his whip down from his shoulder and around like a softball pitcher to burn and distort my pussy lips. surprisingly it did not seem as bad and I felt the thrill I got from masturbation. The next two close together brought about an orgasm.

They turned me loose I fell to the floor like Mona sobbing my heart out while they all left me not so much from the pain as the shame I felt from getting excited from such an ordeal.

I must have laid there for several minutes till I could get calm enough to go home.

I waited impatiently for my folks to come home so I could beg them to move me to another school.

Dad had taken a job washing dishes at a restaurant, since he went to work so early he was at home at four to eat and rest till his night job as a janitor. Mom got home at five from her job at a convenience store.

As soon as Dad walked in the door I told him I had been beaten at school for no reason.I was ashamed to admit I had volunteered to get naked to be whipped and just pulled my mother aside to lift my skirt and pull my panties over to show her my red butt. She said, "Her butt is a little red."

I couldn't believe her statement. I assumed my butt would be badly bruised and ran into their bedroom to pull down my panties and look at it. I was amazed. In two hours it had recovered until it was barely red.

He immediately called the principal. When he got off the phone he was angry but at me not the school.

"Mona, you said you were spanked for no reason! Cheating is a perfectly good reason for a spanking. I know you hate the school but I am working my ass off and so is your Mom so we can pay off our debts so we can move. You should be ashamed of yourself for making trouble."