"No. No limit. Hit me until you believe I have suffered enough."

It didn't work out as I expected. he just hit hard enough to make them sting as they jumped. Around thirty I went into orgasm and screamed. He must have thought he really hurt me because the lash that got me over was right across both nipples. He dropped the whip and I scrambled over to Jim to put my head in his lap to wail. "I am sorry he made me cum. I couldn't help it. I feel I betrayed you!"

He said that he had risked that but in fairness since I had cum they should have the same pleasure. He put me on my hands and knees and said I should suck Jason's dick while he fucked my ass. I said excitedly, "I will be happy to do that if you will forgive me."

I assumed when he said he would fuck my ass that he would just enter my pussy from behind. He said that I should lick his dick first to make it slick to enter me. That made it plain he was going to use my rectum. I had learned that if I yawned I could let a penis go into my throat. Just as I accomplished this feat with my nose in Jason's pubic hair I felt stretching and tearing sensations as Jim drove his dick in my rectum. It was total humiliation which I felt I deserved. Knowing this let me enjoy the sensations of the stretch and filling of my bowel along with the occassional suffocation as Jason's dick filled my throat but even that was not bringing me to orgasm until I heard Jim say,"You do her left side. I'll do the right." then there were stings to the outsides of my boobs and I realized they were hitting me with their belts. The stings were almost constant as one raised his belt while the other hit with stings moving up and down my body from my boobs to my pussy until I began a series of orgasms that didn't end until they came and pulled back from me.

Jim rolled me over on my back and they laid beside me idly stroking my breasts and pussy while I fondly played with their now soft dicks.

I was really enjoying the caresses as a sign of their love and gratefulness of my services until their breathing got back to normal.

Jim said he was dying of thirst and got up to bring back three beers. We leaned against the couch sipping them as I spread my legs hoping they would go back to fondling my pussy.

Then Jason kind of sighed and said, "Jesus, talking about Jessica brought back powerful memories. It made me so horny that for years I only had to remember her trembling under the switches to get me hard enough to jerk off.She was so brave! She knew it would hurt but made no protest when she undressed to hug a tree and just gasp as the switches stung her ass and thighs. I never had the nerve to tell her to turn around so I could hit her pussy and those cute little round boobs. I always wondered if she would have been brave enough to turn around. I wish I had another chance."

Jim said, "I think she was like Jane and would have done it but it just seemed like too much to ask for at the time."

Jason said, "Jane took a lot of pain but she was tied and I know leather thongs hurt less than switches."

I saw what this was leading to and it frightened me, I whimpered, "Oh no! You wouldn't do that. It would hurt awful. You have whipped me, sodomized me and made me suck your dicks. Isn't that enough?"

Jim said, "That has nothing to do with this. You got off on the whipping and fucking. I want to show Jason how brave you are by accepting something that probably won't let you have orgasms."

That was what frightened me. Even the whip that eventually brought orgasms hurt at first. This might just be ever increasing pain. I moaned, "Oh please no. Jason. You don't want to hurt me bad do you?"

I got some hope when Jason said, "Hey man. Let's just forget it. If she can't do it without protesting it won't be the same."

Jim said, "No. She is just afraid because this is new and she doesn't know if it will get her off. Jane. You are embarrassing me with your cowardice. If you don't agree I will have to punish you with one of your Dad's whips until you bleed."

That frightened me even more and I thought it might not be too bad since Jessica took it although it was just on her relatively insensitive butt. I moaned, "No. I'll do it."

That wasn't good enough for him. He made me go to Jason and plead, "Please switch me just like you wanted to do Jessica."

I felt a sense of relief. I was committed now and it would soon be over but they were in no hurry.

Jim said, "Okay. Get the cleaver out of the kitchen and cut a couple of switches off the willow tree."

I got the cleaver and started out the door thinking I would just cut little ones when Jim said, "Make them as long as you are tall." I sobbed knowing that would make them thicker and give them a lot more leverage but kept going out as Jim turned on the yard lights so they could watch me out there naked picking out my instruments of torture. It was frightening but at the same time I felt some excitement imagining myself bravely accepting this new pain.

I cut three or four before finding a couple of straight ones slightly longer than my five foot three and began dragging them back. When I came back I defiantly held them up and said, "Are these long enough?"

Jim said, "Yeah but we aren't going to hit you with leaves. Strip off the leaves and little branches."

I used the sharp cleaver to strip them and fright returned when I had finished. Switch was a euphenism. These looked like long skinny whips. Fright returned as they had said they had caused welts on Jessica and I was sure they wouldn't have had the nerve to cut switches this big.

My nerve was rapidly leaving me so I said, "I am ready now." to get it over with quickly but they seemed to want my ordeal to last. They had me take different poses lying back over furniture and standing while they held the switches against my breasts and pussy to let me imagine how they would feel hitting that place. They finally decided it would be best to have me stand with my arms over my head and my legs apart.

I knew I could never hold that position while being hit and pleaded, "No. It is not fair. Jessica got to hold onto the tree. Tie my arms up or at least let me hold on to something."

Jason thought that was a good idea. "If she went out and held onto a tree limb it would be more like Jessica."

Jim agreed and led me out to a tree with a limb low enough for me to hold onto with my legs spread. Fear returned but at least I thought my ordeal would soon be over.

I had to wait trembling while Jim aimed the floodlights on the house towards me lighting my torso and face. It was like I was on a stage. The bright lights in my eyes made the lawn look black and my imagination took over. I thought there could be hundreds of people out there looking at me. I even began imagining shuffling feet and whispers from the breeze rustling leaves.

Jim returned so I could see him and said, "Yeah that is great. We can see her as well as Jessica in the sun. How do you like being in the spotlight, Jane?"

"Oh. I feel terribly naked. There could be strangers out in the dark looking at me."

Jim grinned and said, "Yeah I bet you do. Jason a week ago it was all she could do to get naked in front of me in the house."

Jason laughed then said loudly, "Here she is folks. How do you like these big tits and sweet pussy."

Jim stepped back into the dark to clap his hands and whistle to increase my illusion of a crowd. Eerily that helped. I gripped the limb tightly and resolved to be brave so I would not look like a coward in front of my audience.

Then Jason reminded me I would be in pain by laying the switch against my stomach below my navel and moving back sliding it over my skin as he stepped back so the skinny point rested on the juncture of my waist with my hips.

I had to know when the ordeal was over and said, "How many times will you hit me."