Then I heard a loud "Whap!" as I felt this terrible burning pain to my ass that drove me into the bark and stickers. It hurt so bad I lost all my excitement. I managed to take ten of them screaming each time till I realized that I could never convert this much pain to excitement and screamed, "Please no more! Use the whip! Please use the whip!"

While he picked up the whip I turned around to do a back-bend over the log. I was no longer straddling the stub so my pussy was in perfect position. The first lash brought back the excitement and made me forget about the pain to my ass. I was cumming by the fifth lash and he put his prick in me as I laid over the log.

When he had come he turned me over to look at my ass. "Wow! This is a new record. Your ass never got this red before. It is almost maroon."

When I got home I looked in the mirror. Maroon was the least! It was already turning black and blue. By the next morning it was all black and blue and was still throbbing with pain with huge welts caused by the sharp edges of the board.

School the next day was pure hell sitting on those wood chairs and I found I was supporting most of my weight with my legs. At noon We went out to his car where I showed him my ass and made him promise not to ever use the paddle again. "I agree, I had no idea that it would do this much damage."

He was very sweet for the rest of the week it took for the bruises to go away and went down on me at every opportunity.

Eventually it was not enough for him to know I was his slave it became important to him to prove it to others.

It started out fairly simple. He had suggested that I not wear panties or bra on our dates. Now he insisted I never wore them and went shopping with me so he could pick out light, loose skirts that would blow up in a breeze and then had me hem them up as short as the school authorities would allow. When he saw how fast I could catch the skirt before it blew up and exposed me he insisted I stop using a book bag so I would only have one hand to catch the skirt. It kept me on my toes but I managed to get through the week without exposing myself in the wind or while sitting. I did appreciate the fact that he had easy access to my breasts or pussy anytime we had some privacy.

This went along with my frustration caused by his teasing me by just feeling me long enough to make me hot but not long enough to get over. He did the same thing with my spankings as they never were quite hard enough or long enough to get me really excited for the following fuck which he did not even try to prolong. By the next weekend I was begging him.

"Roy. Please.. Please help me come. I am going crazy. I feel so horny all the time I can't concentrate on anything!"

"Okay. If you are really good this week I'll help you. My folks are going out of town and we will have our house to myself. We can do anything. If you make any protest of anything I want we will just continue this way."

My first public obedience test came the next day.

When I met Roy in the parking lot he had about eight of his friends with him. I was wondering what the occasion was when he called out to me.

"Julie. Come on over. Do you know all these guys?

I didn't really know them to talk to them but I naturally knew their names because they were either star jocks at football or baseball or they were rich.

"Only by name. I am glad to meet all of you."

"Come and join us. Guys form a huddle."

Roy led me into the middle while they formed a circle around me. They were so tall and so close together no-one could tell I was with them.

Roy let me be the center of attention as they made comments about my good looks and nice body. Essentially I had been a modest person before I met Roy. I knew everyone had noticed my shorter skirts and the fact I never wore long pants anymore but they had never seen anything since I had been so careful. Their admiring comments excited me and made me blush at the same time.

"Look at that guys. She is blushing. I guess she is just a modest girl. Along with being so pretty I love her because she will do anything I ask her to. Isn't that so, honey."

I was thrilled that he would say he loved me in front of all his friends. By now he had told me to refer to him as "sir". With no thought of possible consequences I immediately replied,

"Yes Sir. Anything."

The boys looked at Roy with total admiration as he went on.

"Since you are always wearing loose skirts and baggy sweaters. They aren't convinced your body is as good as I have been telling them. Why don't you take off the sweater so they can see for themselves?"

I hesitated for a moment then remembered what he had said about being good. I couldn't stand the thought of not being able to come next weekend so I slowly started pulling it over my head. To my surprise I found it was exciting to be admired and it got even more so when Roy said,

"Feel them. There is not a firmer set of tits in the country."

They passed me around while they felt, kneaded and pulled and pinched the nipples till they were standing out like little hard-ons. I was in a kind of daze of excitement when he said,

"You haven't seen anything yet. Julie. Drop the skirt."

To increase their excitement and mine I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt and let it slide slowly off my hips. They freaked when they saw my shaved pussy. One of them said,

"Jesus that is fantastic. I have never seen a shaved pussy before."

They could hardly wait to pass me around to feel it and stick their fingers inside which built the thrills to a head.

Evidentally this was the last straw for Roy too because he pushed my nude body into his car and drove off. I had unzipped his fly and was sucking his dick when he found a deserted spot to pull into. Then he jerked his pants and shorts down and had me sit on his dick facing him so he could spank my ass in cadence with each deep penetration. I finally got to cum. It was fantastic and I was so grateful I was blubbering how much I loved him and didn't care who knew what I would do for him.

I had second thoughts about my performance at school that night. Just as I feared the boys had talked about it and I was barely in the school when my girlfriends came over to me to say,

"We heard Roy showed you off in front of the boys. Is it really true?"

There was no use lying about it so I admitted it. even though I was sure they would think I was the queen of all sluts. I said, "Yes. Roy thinks I am beautiful and wanted to prove it to his friends. I love him, I'll do anything he wants."

I was amazed and delighted to hear,

"God it must be wonderful to love somebody enough to let him do that."

"Yeah. Jesus, I have had fantasies about a bunch of guys looking and feeling my naked body but I would never get enough nerve to do it."

"You would if you loved your boyfriend enough to do anything to please him and you are right. It is fantastically exciting to have them all looking and fondling you while you get compliments on how you look."

"Maybe. There are only about three boys in school I could love that much and Julie already has one of them."

It made me even happier that they considered my actions enough to cement my relationship with Roy into stone.

"Is your pussy really shaved? Can we see it?"

At their insistence we went into the girls room where I lifted my skirt to show them my bare snatch. I checked it every day and used a tweezers to pull any hair that showed so it would be nice and soft for Roy.

"God that is really wild. Would you shave mine at my slumber party friday?"

This was working out great! I was afraid on the way to school that Jan may retract her invitation since I was such a slut. Instead I was a celebrity! I was quick to agree,

"Sure I would be glad to do it. I read in a magazine that some women had cut the hair in different shapes like hearts and things. That might be fun."