I was finally able to sit up and take off the top and bottom. I remembered how Terry had looked so the blood didn't bother me that much as I knew the damage would not be as bad as it looked. I was idly spreading the blood around on my stomach and inner thighs when Terry moaned and reminded me she was still stretched to the max in the "X" shape.

When she was loose I led her to the bedroom so she could inspect her body. I was proud of her bravery when she said,

"Wow! Now I guess we are polka dot twins."

Then she noticed all the blood on me and led me to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth to take off the blood on my body. Amazingly the blood had already stopped flowing.

"Thank God you don't look any worse than I did. It is amazing that anything that could hurt that bad doesn't cause more carnage."

We had a couple of stiff shots of whisky and then went over to the couch to put salve on each others hurts. One thing led to another and we were soon in the 69 position. After that we continued to drink until we went to sleep.

In the morning Terry had a headache and suggested we take a walk in the fresh air. I spotted a log and it reminded me of my experience with Joe.

"That log reminds me how I got into S&M. To prove my love I had Joe spank me while I laid over a log like that. When he was through my pussy and breasts were full of stickers."

"That explains how you can get off with that killer bikini. God that makes me horny. Let's go back."

She trotted all the way back. She must have been in better shape than me because I was panting and sweating while she dumped out the contents of the box. She found the double-dildo and we decided to try it. We had the thing buried in us so deep our pussies were hitting but it was not enough so I picked up a strap about four inches wide. I just meant to hit my own pussy,but got hers too. She squealed then picked up the quirt and started hitting mine. This did it as we both got off big time.

After we rested for a while we agreed that was enough for one session. By this time it was hot so we just put on our bikinis for the trip back. Seeing my tits bounce must have given her an idea as she said,

"Wait a minute I'll be right back."

She ran back in the cabin and took off behind it with a sack. In about ten minutes she came back with the sack now full.

"This will make the trip back more interesting. Hold out your top."

When I did she compressed and lifted my right breast with one hand while she reached into the sack with her other and brought out a handful of cockle-burrs which she dropped into the cup. She did the same with my other tit then held out the front of my bottom to fill it. she did the same to herself while I held the material away. I didn't think it was any big deal. They just kind of itched. She squealed when she jumped into the seat as her tits bounced and then started down the dirt road. She drove fast over that rutty road and our tits were bouncing and asses sliding around in that hard sprung jeep like crazy. We had to stop and take them out about two miles down the road as I was gasping with orgasms and she was driving erratically. Even after the burrs were out we could not help kneading our pussies and tits for the rest of the way home.

I went to sleep early and slept better than I had for weeks.

Unfortunately in the morning the guilt came back with a vengeance as I felt I had betrayed Roy, especially since it was a lesbian sex adventure. My guilt grew until vacation came. It did not help when my folks said how glad they were I had gotten hold of myself and volunteered to use my vacation for extra study, as this was all a lie. They dropped me off at school to get into Mr. Rogers car. They thanked him for helping me and understood when he told them they would not be able to visit with me the next weekend as I would be too busy with my studies.

My guilt continued to grow as we drove and I counted my faults. I had killed Joe, betrayed his memory and now I was lying to my folks who had always been so kind.

When we got there I was anxious to get started but they said there was no hurry. First there was the matter of the additional 105 points which they planned to use to get me ready for the ordeals I had chosen.

They had me get naked which is how I was to remain for the next two weeks. Mr. Rogers said,

"I see by the rings in your nipples that you are no stranger to piercing. These will come in handy." At that he connected my rings together with a chain then hooked a leash into the center link. He had me sit on a bench then slapped my inner thigh to get me to spread my legs. I was to have my legs spread all the time except when I was walking.

"From now on you will speak only to answer our questions. Any questions or verbal protests will earn you additional punishment. We will only speak to you to give you directions when necessary. If you understand nod your head."

I gulped and nodded my head wondering if a scream was a verbal protest. I decided I would not scream if I could help it.

To demonstrate the fact that verbal communication would be minimal instead of telling me to get up he simply jerked on the leash slapping my tits together and lifting them by the nipples as I pushed myself to my feet. He led me into a large room with several devices to tie a person and chains attached to winches on the walls. I was led me to a bar attached rigidly to the ceiling about waist high. He tied my hands to the bar while Miss Hauser spread my legs and tied them to rings in the floor.

"We thought we would break you in, so to speak, with a couple of devices you did not deem worthy of putting on your list. This position is interesting as I can use the agitation of your breasts to judge the strength of Miss Hauser's arm. "

Then he went over to a closet and brought back the paddle I had seen at school. he handed it to Miss Hauser then sat at a chair by my side to study my breasts hanging down from my body.I saw what he meant when I felt this terrific burn to my ass as a heard a slap echoing off the walls and my tits jumped back and forth. Miss Hauser said calmly,

"How was that."

"Well from the action of her breasts that seems about right."

I just moaned. The moans got louder and turned to squeals as she laid on nine more as hard as the first. to my mortification I felt my pussy getting wet and my tummy begin to pulsate.

"Her tits fascinate me they are so large and full for such a young girl. Miss Hauser would you get me the thonged whip?"

My tits were in a perfect position with my arms holding my head up out of the way. He walked around me as he struck so he could hit the back, front and sides of my hanging tits making them flop around to their limits of elasticity. By the eighth one I was cumming so hard I couldn't maintain my position and fell down on my knees.

"No-one told you to kneel! But, that's all right this will make it easier to hit the nipples."

After the first two I just sagged supported by my wrists. He gave me four more in that position While I screamed through my nose with my teeth clenched."

"I think that will be sufficient for today."

That bitch Miss Hauser stuck her fingers into my pussy and said,

"Just as I thought. She came to climax with that. It looks like we are in for a lot of work to actually punish her."

"Really. I thought she had climaxed at school as well. I believe I will join her."

They untied me and Mr. Rogers put the chain and leash back on my nipples. then he tugged on my tender nipples to where he sat on a chair and opened his pants.

"Suck on this. If you do a good job we may let you go to bed."

I gave him the best blow job I knew how to do while he jerked on my tender nipples until he flooded my mouth with cum. Some of it spilled out of my mouth and he made me lick it up off the floor. Then I had to wash his dick and balls with my tongue. As I knelt there wishing someone would fuck me Mr. Rogers looked over to his side.