"It's all right Terry. I heal easily. Just see if you can find the salve."

As she was caressing salve onto some particularly sensitive marks on my ass, anus and pussy I said,

"Oooh. I am not looking forward to riding home in that jeep."

"You don't have to! You need rest. Dad has a CB radio in it. I'll tell him it is so nice up here we are going to stay overnight and I'll have him call your folks so they won't worry."

She hurried back after the call and continued to put on the salve till again I just had the heat with occasional twinges when I moved. Then she began to lick my nipples then worked down my chest into my navel and down until that splendid tongue contacted my bruised and sensitive clitoris and inner lips. Even though I am intensely heterosexual It felt so wonderful I was into another sweet orgasm in a short time.

While we were resting I said,

"You shouldn't have done that. I am not queer. Anyway you are the Master. Masters don't do that to slaves. Although,I have to admit I loved it."

"Well this Master wanted to do it. Get up and make us a drink slave." We drank two strong ones and I was feeling pretty good as I went for our third. It suddenly occurred to me that I had not reached my goal to really suffer for Roy. I hated my body for letting me cum. I whimpered, "It didn't work. I only suffered at first. I came over and over. I didn't pay for killing them!"

She held me and said consolingly, "God knows you tried! You must have forgiven yourself otherwise you couldn't have cum."

"Do you really think so?"

"Sure. Your brain knew you had suffered enough and gave you a reward."

That made me feel better. I began to enjoy her caresses on my tits and pussy.

She said, "Oh God. Now I feel guilty. Your tits and pussy have swollen so much the skin is tight. They must be super sensitive."

"Oh yes. Just your gentle caresses are sending tingles all through me."

I realized I was getting excited which brought back guilt so I got up to get us another drink.

While I was getting the drinks she began to dig around in the box. When I came back she held up the leather bikini.

"Do you remember this killer. My tits and pussy were sensitive for days. I used to be able to get off just by squirming in my seat."

I laughed. "Tell me about it! Watching you squirm in your seat to get off is what earned me a trip to the principals office."

"Oh yeah. I forgot to ask you about that. He must have just yelled at you. You didn't have to go to detention."

"Like Hell. Him and Miss Hauser gave me twenty lashes on my nude body."

"Jesus that must have been wild! How can they get away with it? That must be against the law."

"Not really. I looked it up. It just says students will receive corporal punishment if warranted. It doesn't say how, with what or how many times. Just that a woman witness must be present if the student is a girl."

"Yeah but naked in front of Rogers and that bull dike?"

"Well that is catch 22. They give you a choice between this wicked looking paddle on your clothes, rather on your panties, or on your bare skin with a thong whip like ours."

"Yeah I see. I would have chosen the whip too. I would hate to be whipped by those two. Meggan may like it though."

She was still turning the bikini around in her hands. She must have contacted a tack as she jumped.

"Jesus! Did Roy make you wear this thing for very long periods?"

I giggled. "You are the only one who ever wore it. It scared me and Roy never insisted on it."

"Shit! The only reason I put it on was because I thought if you could stand it I should be able to do it."

It suddenly occurred to me that the bikini may give me the pain I deserved to the areas still tingling from her caresses.

I gulped and said softly, "Roy was going to have me wear it while I jogged. I never got to do it for him. I'll make it up to you. I'll wear it while I eat your pussy until you cum."

"Jesus. Are you sure you can stand that? It really hurt me and I wasn't swollen."

"I have to. I owe it to Joe."

I stood up and took the bikini from her but when I saw all the sharp tacks I lost my nerve. I said, "You put it on for me.I don't have the nerve to tighten it as tight as it should be."

I held the crotch piece just grazing my red swollen pussy while she tied the strings around my waist. Then she reached through my legs to get the thong at the end of the triangle and pulled it tight. I moaned, "Ahow" as each point dug in.

Then she handed me the bra which I held as the strings wer tied around my neck. Then she grabbed the other strings and pulled it tight to tie around my back as I moaned, "Oh God!" as I felt points digging into my super sensitive nipples.

I stood there unmoving as I knew the slightest movement would increase the pain. It seemed to lessen a bit as Terry got a pillow off the bed to put on the floor. She sat on it then leaned back to raise and open her pussy as she spread her legs.

She said excitedly, "Oh God. I know what you are feeling. Eat me!"

I gingerly got down on my hands and knees with the slightest movement driving the points in deep and began to lick her already wet puss. I let my breast touch the floor to feel exciting pain rush from my nipples throughout my body as I licked furiously. Then Terry raised her upper body to grab my breasts to pull me tighter against her. All the points dug in but that just increased my excitement. I straddled her leg to push the panty into my pussy. the began pumping to feel a point dig and retreat from my clit until my orgasms became so strong I began letting all my weight press into her leg to grind in all the points.

I kept it up until we were both screaming in mindless orgasms.

I rolled over on my back allowing the points to retreat and laid there panting causing the points to move on my poor boobs. Terry got up to get us another drink.

She came back to say, "Jesus you made me cum hard. I feel bad though because it made me extra excited to know you were being hurt. Get up and I'll take it off you."

"No. It just made me cum. Maybe leaving it on will give me the pain I deserve."

My tits and pussy were throbbing in pain that no longer excited me. It gave me satisfaction.

We rested while having another drink then Terry said, "I still feel guilty. Maybe you should whip me."

"With the Cat?"

"Oh God. It must hurt awful but I deserve it."

She got up and went over to spread her legs to buckle on the ankle cuffs. I appreciated her courage to prepare herself with her legs spread so far the slit of her pussy opened. She put on the wrist cuffs. Then stuttered in excitement, "T tighten me."

I had become used to the tacks but when I got up to pull down on the rope to tighten her and tie it to the hook on the wall the pain came back with vengence. The tacks dug into my pussy but one hit my clit sending shock waves through my body. I grabbed at the crotch and moved it to get the tack off my clit. Every movement I made hurt as I tied her as I had been tied. I hated the smirk on her face as she watched me wince at every move. I could hardly wait to change that expression. I decided I would just stand in front of her while hitting her rather than move around and increase my pain. I Hit her the first time just below her belly-button. My tits jumped with the blow and my pussy moved in the bottom to drive in the tacks. It was worth it to hear her scream and see the blossoms from the knots appear on her stomach. At first I would have to stop to adjust the suit as the tacks dug into my nipples and clit. Later I began to glory in it and stomped around her to bury the tacks as deep as possible as I covered her body with "hickeys" as she had mine. Finally my orgasms got so strong I dropped the whip and laid on my stomach pushing my tits into the tacks while I squeezed the crotch with my hands until I just could not come anymore.