The next girl I recognized. Her name was Mary and she was the personification of Miss Plain Jane, her parents were very religious and dressed her in long shapeless dresses. She was so quiet you could stumble over her. After Mr. Rogers spiel, she said quietly that she was willing to take forty if he didn't tell her folks saying "Your whip does not look as bad as my Dad's and if he finds out I had to be punished he will whip me again. Please spread them around so the welts can heal before he can see them. He makes me get naked before my whipping too."

She then took off her dress, slip, panties and bra to reveal a beautiful slim body with thin scars across her breasts and stomach from previous whipping. She walked over under the hook in the ceiling and stretched her arms above her head as if she had been doing it for years. I was curious.

"Is this her second or third session? Didn't you have the camcorder before?"

"No this was her first session with us but it was not the first time she had been whipped because there were some scars on her butt and stomach that could only have been caused by being whipped with a wire or very stiff thin whip. There may have been some on her vagina as well but I couldn't see them because of the hair."

By this time they had her stretched up and I saw what he meant. She was super hairy, the hair was so thick you couldn't have seen her crack if her legs had not been spread so wide. She stood there slowly pumping her hips back and forth while saying, "I know I deserve this but please don't make me bleed."

When Mr. Rogers agreed she made a little sob then said as she must have been trained, "One." Mr. Rogers took the hint and brought the lash across the roundest part of her ass. She didn't make a sound! She just took a deep breath and said "Two." It became obvious that this was her way of setting the cadence. When the lash was not too bad she counted fast but when one really hurt bad she would gasp and it would take a moment for her to ask for the next one. When he started on her front the lash hitting a nipple or her crotch would cause a moan and a delay indicating that pain was much worse. They took advantage of this knowledge and put the last twenty on her breasts, pussy or up into her crotch to hit her tender anus. the delays became longer but she never protested or tried to close her wide-spread legs that had been left untied. By the time he was at forty she was mewing piteosly and was covered with perspiration and hung there limply with tears straming from her eyes.

They let her down and she laid on the floor panting till Mr. Rogers and Miss Hauser returned from the nurses room. She got up on her knees to go to them and kissed their hands while thanking them for not hitting too hard. They both looked surprised as they had hit so hard they had both worked up a sweat.

Miss Hauser interjected. "I will never forget that session. Your dick stayed hard till you came three times!"

"Yes but Julie did that for me too."

My attention went back to the screen. She slid her dress down over her head and to my disbelief calmly said, "Thank You for the punishment I deserved. I will try to be a better person." and walked out the door.

It was time to change tapes so I asked if there were more of her. I was very impressed that she could be so brave considering the fact she was never excited by the whipping and the pain at the end must have been terrible for her.

"No shortly after that her folks took her out of school to be enrolled in a religious school. Don't you remember?"

That indicated how inconspicuous she was. I had never noticed she had left.

The person on the next tape was me! I could feel every lash I saw hit me and got so excited I climbed on top of Mr. Rogers dick facing the tv. and started pumping up and down. When he got to my tits on the tape I told Miss Hauser who was pulling on my nipples to whip them. She must not have wanted to take the time to get a whip so she slapped them as hard as she could with the backs of her fingers as they careened around on my chest.

I came about the same time I was cumming on tv.

We all took a nap together then began to drink again and watch more tapes. None was really out of the ordinary and many of the girls obviously hated it. Like me they had decided against the paddle so they would be able to sit.

On the last tape I was surprised to see Meggan standing there. She had never said any thing to me about being punished by them.

"This is wild! Meggan is one of my best friends. I wonder why she didn't tell me about it."

"This just happened last week. Since her folks were out of town she took off from school a few days to recover. She may not have had a chance to tell you.

That was probably true especially since I avoided talking to anyone in my grief.

When Mr Rogers had finished his spiel Meggan looked at him very calmly and said, "I feel I deserve that and more. If you use both the paddle and the whip I am willing to accept ten with the paddle on my butt and thirty on my front with the whip. Can you do it so the marks will be hidden by my panties and bra?"

Mr. Rogers replied, "Yes I am sure we can do it that way."

When she took off her sweater and skirt she was wearing a tiny bra that just barely covered her breasts and low cut Bikini panties that just barely covered her pubic bone and left a strip about six inches wide on her butt."

Mr Roger's eyes widened and I saw his dick pushing his pants out as he said. "Your bra and panties do not leave much area to be punished. Almost all your swats and lashes will be hitting the same place. Are you sure you don't want any on your thighs and stomach?"

"Yes I am very sure. My folks are out of town for a few days so I will have time to heal." At that point Meggan saw Miss Hauser bring out the rope. "You don't need to tie me. I know I deserve this. I won't move. If I do you can tie me and start over from number one. Just tell me what pose you want me to be in."

She reached for the catch on her bra but Mr. Rogers stopped her. "Wait a minute I had better mark the areas so I can comply with your wishes. I may forget what your underclothes conceal"

He picked a magic Marker off his desk and pulled out her bra and panties to mark around them. She began to breathe heavily as he marked her crotch and up the crack of her ass.

She took off the bra and panties and leaned over his desk.

"Is this okay for my spanking?"

"Yes but I want your stomach to rest on the desk."

In order to do this since the desk was so low she had to spread her legs wide apart providing a perfect view of her bald pussy.

He said, "Miss Hauser in order to comply with her wishes we won't be able to hit across her butt. Have the tip of the paddle hit right at the crack and pull outwards. You take the left cheek and I'll take the right."

Meggan gasped and so did I knowing that all the spanks would be hitting the most tender part of her ass. To make it possible for the tip to get between her cheeks they used duct tape to pull the cheeks open until you could easily see her anus.

She took all ten in almost exactly the same place. At each spank the cheek being hit would be jerked violently open as the tip grazed across her anus.She never screamed once! Her only reaction was to moan and drag her nipples around on the desk. At the end her butt was dark red and it looked like blisters were forming where the holes in the paddle had hit. They let her come down from her obvious orgasm as she ground her nipples and pussy into the desk. Finally she took a deep breath and rolled over and hung her head and shoulders off one side of the desk with her legs hanging off the other side. then she put her hands on the outside of her breasts to push them up and together.

Mr. Rogers got on one side of her while Miss Hauser got on the other side. They were very accurate letting the ends of the lashes fall from the cleavage to just in front of her hands. Meggan's only reaction was moaning, tossing her head back and forth and squeezing her legs together to compress the lips of her cunt. She never stopped pushing her breasts up.