Terry asked,

"What about you, Jan? Did you get into it early?"

"I fantasized about it early. When I was still pretty young I was browsing in the college library while waiting for my older brother to get out of class when I saw a picture of a naked black girl being whipped by an overseer. The text said he was sadistic so I looked up books dealing with sadism and then masochism. I have read all of the Marquis De Sade books, The Story of O, and anything else I have been able to find. I found a lot of stuff in religion especially the French and Spanish inquisition. I have tried to piss off my boy-friends hoping they would at least spank me but no luck. Even David just pouts when I piss him off. I never got to realize my fantasies till last night. It was even more thrilling than I had imagined. It was fantastic! I just wish I could get David to do it so he could fuck me afterwards.

Julie, How did you find out?"

"Pure accident. I pissed off Roy by sitting close to another boy. I was afraid he would leave me and asked him to punish me instead. I had no idea I would like it. I had never been spanked before. I came while he spanked me and he must have known as he has been dominating me ever since. I love every minute of it. Actually he has never hurt me by whips as much as you did last night, Jan."

"Yeah I know I got carried away. However, You should keep in mind the fact that I have had these pent-up emotions for a long time. If you guys let me do it again I will try not to be so mean. To prove to you I am really sorry I have decided to let you whip me with this. I spent all morning making it out of an old leather skirt I had."

She reached behind the couch and brought out the whip she had made by braiding six leather thongs about an inch wide together just long enough to make a handle. When she held it up to her waist the thongs reached almost to her knees.

"I hit myself with it once and it really stung. To make sure I don't back down I want you to tie and gag me so I can't beg you to quit."

Meggan said hesitantly, "Are you sure? You might hate it, and us for doing it."

"I am sure I will hate it. The whole point is to make it up to you guys for being so mean. I should never have hit you that hard. I know you guys won't be that mean to me."

I wasn't so sure of that.I did not plan to go easy on her. Meggan and I quickly agreed. We couldn't find a good place to tie her so ended up out in the garage which had open beams across the ceiling.

When she had taken off her skirt and blouse she said,

"I don't need to take off my panties and bra do I?"

We replied in unison,

"Of course you do!"

She made a little sob then took them off to stand nervously in front of us. I could hardly wait to turn that lily white pussy as red as the cherry we had trimmed on it. We tied her wrists up to the beam then wadded up a hankie to put in her mouth with a scarf tied around her head to hold it in. We decided to tie her legs so she couldn't kick. The ropes weren't long enough to reach the legs of the workbenches on the side walls so her legs had to be pulled apart about three feet which opened the slit on her pussy and put her weight on her arms to flatten her stomach and raise her tits.

We odd-manned to see who would be first. Terry was first, I was second and Meggan was last.

Jan made a few practice swings against the side wall. There was no way the lashes could be too easy as it was so long and grabbed so much air it just snarled on an easy swing. Jan's eyes got as wide as saucers when she saw the whip bounce off the wall and heard the loud snap.

Terry said "I don't think she can stand more than ten apiece." and used all ten on her butt and the back of her thighs. I could see Jan was not enjoying it as she screamed through her nose on each lash and tears were running out of her eyes as Terry handed the whip to me.

I thought she could take fifteen. Her butt was really red so I put all fifteen on the front starting at the top of her thighs and spacing them up her flat stomach to finish with two to her tits.

I could see that She was reacting differently. She was still sobbing but her stomach was pulsating as she pumped her hips back and forth while pussy-juice was beginning to leak out of her cunt.

Meggan took off the gag and said, "Are you alright? I want to give you twenty. Do you think you can stand it?"

She just moaned, "Yes! Put them all over and hurry before this excitement goes away."

Meggan didn't hit real hard covering her back with ten then working up her front as Jan shuddered and pulsated with a scream through her nose as Meggan used uppercuts to her pussy on the last three."

We took her gag off first so she could babble.

"My God. I came! I actually came from being whipped! This is unreal. I thought I would hate it. I did! The first ten or twelve just hurt terrible but then for some reason it just became totally thrilling. Did you see! I was actually pushing out my pussy to meet the whip! This is fantastic!

Even after we got into the house and she had chugalugged a beer. She twirled in front of the mirror.

"Look how red I am! My tits. My Pussy. My butt. I look like I have a sunburn but it doesn't hurt! it just feels hot. I can't believe I reacted this way. Shit! I whine for an hour if I get a paper-cut. It can't be just from pain. It must be a combination of things. Fear, being naked and helpless, I don't know. Just everything. Can you do it to yourself like masturbation?"

Jan said she had never tried to whip herself. Meggan and I agreed it was not the same and just didn't seem to work.

"It just doesn't matter. We can whip each other. I can't lose I can get off either by whipping or being whipped. Did you guys get off whipping me?"

Jan admitted she did because she was as thrilled watching the whipping as doing it. Meggan and I admitted we got close because we could imagine what Terry was feeling. If it had lasted a little longer we probably would have come too.

School the next day was wild. All we had to do was look at each other and recall our experiences to get excited. We compared notes and found that we were all fast healers. Terry said that she had a few little black and blue marks on her ass and pussy. She was a little disappointed when she looked in the mirror. She wanted proof the whole thing was not a dream.

I sat behind Terry in Mr. Lucas's class. I watched her squirm in her seat and knew from past experience she was trying to feel the bruises.

I was concentrating so hard on her I jumped in my seat when I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I looked up to see Mr. Lucas glowering at me.

"What is wrong with you? I called your name three times. What is your excuse this time."

I was so startled I could not think of an excuse.

"I'm sorry. I guess I was just day-dreaming."

He had me come up to his desk where he gave me a note to take to the principals office.

I walked there with a feeling of fear and dread. I did not know what to expect. Other girls who had got swats would never talk about it except to say it really hurt. I knew it must leave marks as the girls were always excused from gym classes for a couple of days. I remembered the girl with the red swollen ass after her swats and that was two days later. I also was worried about what my folks would do when they found out. The last time I had to stay after school they had grounded me for a month. I was dying over the possibility of not being able to go out with Roy for that long.

I handed the note to Miss Hauser, Mr Rogers secretary, only to find I would be suffering the rest of the day when she said,

"Mr. Rogers is too busy to deal with you now. Come back after school."

Miss Hauser was lean but muscular. She had hardly any tits. The kids all thought she was a butch dike. I remembered with dread a picture one of the arty kids had drawn showing her wearing a leather bra and jock- strap with swastika tattoos on her body. She had been holding a long whip and had a sneer on her face.