"What do you mean bragging again. I never brag about sports. Get over my knee you are really going to get it."

She told him that was too childish and to wait there while she got something. She was gone so long he began to think she had left but just as he was walking to the door to check on her she came back in carrying a thonged whip. She handed the whip to him saying,

"You scored twenty-four just like you said so I guess I have twenty- four swats coming to me. Please don't put them all on my butt. It will get too sore."

He could not believe his good fortune, He had only planned on ten or fifteen hand spanks to her butt and would not have insisted that it be naked. It got even better as she decided she wanted to hang from a trapeze for the whipping. He just hit her hard enough to turn the skin red concentrating on the front of her body. Naturally they had great sex after it was over.

I could hardly wait to see Terry to ask her if she had lost on purpose.

"Hell no. I thought I had a lock. I keep all his newspaper clippings. They only gave him credit for twenty. I planned to bring his cute little round butt to a fiery red. Since I lost I thought I might as well make it as sexy as possible. He didn't hit all that hard and the sex after was terrific. We will be making a lot of bets from now on. I don't care if I win or lose. At least if I win he won't be able to back down."

Burt came over to me the next day grinning from ear to ear.

"Julie! I love you! After she opened her presents we went over to my house since I had it all to myself. We were sitting on our couch drinking some wine when I told her I should give her a birthday spanking. She agreed! Not only that, as I reached for her to pull her over my lap she squirmed out and stood in front of me and took off all her clothes. While I sat there with my mouth open in surprise she reached over and unbuckled my belt and handed it to me then laid over my lap. I gave her ten swats on her butt and her only reaction was pushing down her stomach on my blue steel hard-on so I then said, 'Let's see. You are bout thirty years old now aren't you.' to my surprise she told me that since I didn't get to give her spanks for her last couple of birthdays she had about forty some coming. I began to lay them on a little harder and when she opened her legs I hit as close as I could to her snatch. After a couple of those she rolled over on her back. I thought that meant she didn't want any more and stopped. She looked at me all excited while she mauled her tits and said, 'No don't stop. I need it.' I reddened her up from her tits to her crotch. Toward the end she put her foot on the floor so I had easy access to her pussy. The sex after was fan-fucking tastic. Then she went down on me to get me hard for a second session. On the way home she told me to look for different things to whip her with. God. Who knew I would get this lucky."

Naturally since we now all knew we were into S&M we began to hang with each other exclusively and kept looking for private places we could meet.

Terry was really into gambling as it gave her a chance to be the whipper. We would all get a stack of twenty different colored chips. As soon as four of us lost all our chips the winners would give lashes to the losers depending on how many of each color they had. It worked out good as nobody had to take more than twenty so nobody could get really hurt. Well actually, sometimes Meggan and I would get more than twenty because Joe and Burt hated to be whipped so we would volunteer to take some or all of their lashes. Jim didn't seem to mind getting them he always had a hard-on when they were through whipping him.

One night we went to the cabin ostensibly as a favor to Joe's dad to clean it up after a party his dad had thrown. It must have been some party, There were booze bottles all over the place, somebody had puked in the bathtub and all three bedrooms had condoms strewn around the floor. Joe's dad was a good guy and had told us to help ourselves to the booze if anything was left. We found a bottle of whiskey and a bottle of vodka and was about to sit down for the game when we discovered that there were no cards. We sat around the table to decide what we could do instead when Terry piped up.

"I'll tell you what. Only a girl knows how to give another girl a good whipping. Why don't I give you a demonstration on Julie?"

I knew what had brought this on. Joe and I had been winners the last few sessions and Terry had lost. I had given Terry sixteen out of her twenty on the last session with most of them going to her pussy and ass- hole.

I was about to suggest we match coins to see who would be the one being whipped when Joe spoke,

"Yeah. That could be a real educational thrill. I will agree to it if you will wear Julie's leather bikini."

I had been leery of that thing myself and had hoped Joe had forgotten about it. In fairness I said,

"Terry. Maybe you should take a look at it before you commit yourself."

Joe held it up so the tacks could not be seen saying,

"Here it is. Your common everyday leather bikini."

Everybody laughed at that but Terry must have smelled a rat as she went over and took it out of his hands. With one look she said,

"My god. This is a real torture device. This thing will stick me with every move."

We watched her avidly as she turned it over and inside out. Finally she lifted her skirt and pushed the crotch part into her thigh. She gasped in pain but kept turning it in her hands till she finally said,

"The hell with it. If I don't whip somebody I will die. I'll do it."

Once decided they took off my clothes and Joe had them tie me in his favorite position stretched out from the beams and walls in an "X" shape. Terry started to leave to put on the bikini but Joe stopped her.

"No. No. Put it on here. This might be fun to watch."

Terry stripped and put on the bottom first. One of the tacks must have hit near or on her clit because she squealed and spent some time adjusting it before picking up the bra. When Jim hooked it at the back for her she squealed again and tried to adjust it. I had spent a lot of time looking at that thing. No matter what you did one or two tacks would be pushing against each nipple. She finally gave up and leaned over to pick up the whip. This caused her breasts to change position and she let out a gasp as sweat popped out on her forehead. Then Joe handed her the spike heel shoes. She leaned against Jim as Burt forced them on her feet. I knew they were about a size too small for her. When they were on she started wobbling over to me wincing at each step. The audience watched with fascination as the crotch moved with each step and her tits jiggled in the bra.

On her first lash to my belly I am not sure who got hurt the worst. As she swung her legs opened and closed which would move her pussy against the tacks and her tits jumped violently in the bra.

From then on we would both scream or moan with each lash. I think she freaked out as the whipping seemed to go on forever. I couldn't come anymore so it became pure pain. Joe finally grabbed her arm and pulled her away from me.

When they took off the bikini blood ran down her stomach and thighs. The girls rushed her into the bathroom to clean her up and check her out. They told me later she continued having mindless orgasms all through the clean-up process.

I was relieved to find I was not badly hurt. It turned out the lashes weren't that hard, there had just been a lot of them. Joe thought about fifty. Joe and Burt put salve on me and after a couple of shots of whiskey I was nearly normal except for the heat. Sweat continued to roll down my body as they led Terry back in.

Everyone was relieved to see that except for hundreds of tiny punctures and scratches she was all right.

"Thanks for stopping me Joe. I was freaking out. If you hadn't stopped me Julie and I would be hamburger."