"God Bobby that frightens me. Those mean guys always seem to leave the girls eventually. Will you dump me when you become bored with me?"

"That depends on you. My Mother is like you and Dad and her have been together for over twenty years. Dad has never gone with anyone else. He told me other women can't even be compared to her."

"Really! You mean your Dad whips your Mom?"

"Yes. That is why I thought it may excite you. It makes her very excited like you. Her only request is that she doesn't want anything done to her that will scar her since she is very proud of her body and enjoys the fact Dad is very proud of her and likes to have her show it off. He enjoys having other men saying how much they envy him. I am like that too I really liked the way the men looked at you at the picnic. Some of them were practically drooling."

"I am very much like her! I was really afraid the 'Cat' would scar me. I want so much for you to be proud of me."

"I am very proud of you and I don't want to scar you either. Actually she does have some marks that could be considered scars. She had Dad put his initials on her pussy."

"How did he do that?"

"Two ways actually. She has a ring that was pierced through the lip of her pussy that has a medal with his initials and she has two small brands a 'T' on the right pussy lip an a 'W' on the other one. Dad told me she had made the brands out of paper clips and had him heat them red hot on the stove. He was so impressed with her profession of love he offered to let her brand him just above his dick. I don't know if she took him up on it or not because his hair would hide it. Hers is really visible since she keeps her pussy hair plucked out all the time."

"You mean she let you see it?"

"Of course. We have an indoor pool so we have always gone swimming nude."

"That is so great! Do you know I have never seen either of my folks nude? Their bathing suits are even baggy. What does your sister think about it?"

"She plans on doing it too if she ever finds anyone she loves enough. Her chances aren't too good though. All the guys she has met in that snooty college are wimps. She told me she offered to let one of them give her a birthday spanking. He just patted her butt on top of her skirt and was embarrassed and apologized for that. She was so pissed she wouldn't talk to him anymore and he never did get it. Weeks later he was sending her flowers with little notes apologizing for hurting her. She is always anxious to get home so Dad or I can whip her."

"You whip your sister? God you don't know what a relief that is to me! My older brother used to take me out to the woods to play cowboys and indians or spies. I would hide from him and when he caught me he would tie me to a tree. Eventually he would have me take off my clothes so he could search me for hidden micro film by putting his finger in my pussy then finally he started switching me with little willow switches 'To make me talk'. He had always wanted to be an airplane pilot. I really missed our games when he went to military school. When he came home for vacation he must have felt guilty. He said we were to old to play those games anymore. At least he taught me how to play with myself. But this is the first time I ever told anyone about the games so I must have known it was not proper."

"You will love my sister. She likes to whip as well as being whipped and likes to play games to see how many lashes she can give or receive. When she got a little overweight she had me give her ten lashes for every pound she was over her goal weight every night. Her body eventually got so sore she got serious about her diet but it took two weeks to get to her one hundred and five pounds. She still has me weigh her as soon as she gets home."

"That is a great idea. If you think I am too fat you can do that with me."

"Okay. You look perfect now. We will weigh you and if you gain weight you will pay for it."

I was at my slimmest when he weighed me.I forgot about the fact I always retained water before I started menstruating. It gave a whole new meaning to pre-menstrual pain especially since my breasts got more sensitive at the same time.It took a lot of will-power to pull them out to the sides by the nipples so he could whip the part hidden by my cleavage but I couldn't complain since I had asked for it and I never had to be whipped more than a few days.

The next weekend he told me he was having a charity affair at his house. The country club needed another tennis court and this would help pay for it. It was to be a costume ball. When I asked him what kind of costumes we would wear he explained.

"All the girls are coming as animals and the boys as their trainers. We drew slips out of a hat for the costumes that would be worn. You are coming as an Easter bunny. I hope you won't feel silly. I already have the costume, you can put it on at the house."

I didn't mind. In fact I had worn one for a school play. The main thing I remembered about it was that it was hot under the fake fur. This time I would not wear anything under it.

I didn't have to worry about heat. I was there early so I could help him greet the guests and he got my costume. He painted a black circle around my nose, had me put on long fake eyelashes, bunny ears, bunny feet, bunny mittens, and taped a cotton tail onto my tail bone. I asked him where the rest of the costume was because I was totally naked.

"That's it. Except for these items."

He put a dog collar around my neck and attached a leash to it.

"You will move around on your hands and knees and when you stop you will stand up on your knees and hold your 'paws' next to your shoulders. You should look really cute"

I thought that being led around with a leash would be really humiliating but if it made him happy I would do it.

"Let's give it a try."

I got on my hands and knees and tried to stay by his side as he led me around the room. When he stopped in front of a mirror I stood up on my knees as he had said. This position exposed the whole front of my body and I began to get a little excited at the thought of strangers seeing me this way. I hoped everyone would like my body as much as Bobby and sucked in my stomach and pushed out my breasts to make it look better. He wasn't satisfied.

"Spread your legs a little."

I spread my legs little by little. He wasn't satisfied till they were open far enough to open my cunt-lips.

"Okay remember that position. I expect you to get in to it as soon as we stop."

The doorbell rang and he led me to the door and gave me time to get into position before he opened it. A boy a little older than Bobby was standing there dressed in a ringmaster's uniform complete with whip. At the end of his leash was a nude girl dressed as a tiger simply by painting stripes on her body and using makeup to give her a black nose and whiskers. She had short hair moussed to fit tightly against her head. I was a little jealous as her costume seemed much more sexy than mine. When she moved through the door her body seemed to flow like a cat's and looked sexier than ever.

When she was inside resting on her haunches with her elbows compressing the sides of her breasts she said, "You make a really cute bunny." I didn't know if I should answer or not since bunnies don't talk but when neither of the masters said anything I answered. "Thank you.I wish I could have had your costume though it seems awfully sexy especially the way you move."

She shrugged saying, "It was just the luck of the draw. It took a lot of lashes to train me to move this way. Under these stripes are a lot of big welts. Does your master whip you very much?"

"Oh yes but I don't mind. Do you."

"Mostly it is just terribly exciting. I just felt bad because it took me so long to move like a cat. The lashes seemed to hurt more when they were a result of my failure."