"Oh that's sounds terribly exciting. It is even more thrilling to know you didn't even like him and he never fucked you. Tell me another story!"

"Oh no. It is your turn."

After that story my experiences didn't seem so bad so I told her how we had earned the tennis court. I left out the part about my being sold and having to fuck and suck all those people including women.

"Oh you were so lucky. How could they force those girls to go through all that?"

"They weren't forced. They volunteered. Considering what you have told me you might volunteer if the circumstances were right."

"Well...Maybe if I was a little drunk and I hadn't had any sex for awhile. Speaking of volunteering, my experiences with my job got worse because I became more and more guilty. He tied me up and whipped me a couple of more times when I made mistakes. My orgasms were so satisfying I could live without sex from Jim which made me feel even more guilty. Then weeks went by with no punishment. I finally made some mistakes on purpose but he either didn't notice or let them slide. Finally I needed the excitement so bad I made the cardinal sin of putting the wrong numbers in a contract and gave it to him first thing in the morning. When he went out for coffee at ten and didn't say anything I decided making a deliberate mistake that could get him in trouble was just too much and I found the contract and corrected it. When he came back I told him I had made a mistake and corrected it and asked him if I would be punished. He completely humiliated me by saying. 'You know that isn't punishment to you. You love it and have orgasms by it. Isn't that true?' God Kathy, this was terrible. I had forgiven myself for the excitement with the rationalization that I was forced into it. I had blamed him for the punishment and my reaction to it and now he was taking it away. I couldn't answer him I just began crying as he went on. 'I know you feel guilty about enjoying the whipping and in making deliberate mistakes to get them. I will relieve your guilt in two ways. I made a credit check on you and I know you can't afford to quit especially since I am giving you another raise. In addition to this from now on I will hurt you for no other reason than the fact that I feel like doing it. I know that you know your job well enough now not to make mistakes. If you make any from now on I will just cut your salary rather than whip you. Can you live with this?" I told him I could through my sobs and he said, 'I anticipated your answer. I have no appointments today. Go lock the door and put out the closed sign.

When I got back he had me undress and kneel in front of him while he sat in his chair. He let me kneel in front of him for a long time keeping me in suspense and then said, 'I an going to whip the inner portions of your breasts. To make it easy for me you will pinch your nipples and pull them out to the sides.' I did as I was told and he back handed and forehanded my breasts so hard I had to pinch my nipples very hard to keep them from being torn from my fingers as my breasts swung violently with each lash. He kept doing it till he saw I was about to go into orgasm. I was very frustrated as I felt my excitement and near orgasm slipping away. While I was calming down he said, 'I feel like doing something old- fashioned. Did your teachers ever spank your hands with a ruler?' When I shook my head he continued, 'No? Well this won't be quite the same anyway. Here take this.' He handed me an eighteen inch wood ruler. While I felt it's hardness and weight. He went on. 'That used to really sting on the palms. We are going to use it on your nipples. Do you know why I said, we?' When I shook my head again he went on. "Because you will be helping. You will grasp the bases of your breasts to make them hard and to make your nipples stay in prominence and remain in one position. I really do not know how much this will hurt. If you can't stand it just let go of them and I will quit.' When I had squeezed my tits hard enough to satisfy him he had me turn so my side was to him and deliberately and slowly hit both nipples at once so hard the ruler dug deeply into my tits. It hurt terribly and I don't know why I didn't let go on the first one but even this began to get me terribly excited."

Consciously or sub consciously she had demonstrated how she had pulled at her nipples till her breasts were nearly in her armpits and squeezed her breasts till they were hard balls and her nipples were sticking out like small boners. "Oh god that is so exciting! I am about to cum just listening to it. That must have got you into a great orgasm."

"No he cheated me again just as I was panting and sweating trying to get over he stopped and said. 'You almost got there didn't you? Maybe this will do it. Here feel it.' He handed me a strap about three inches wide. It had been soaked in oil and was soft but heavy. I was going crazy from coming so close to ecstasy twice and when he said, 'Would you like me to use that on your puss?" I nodded frantically even though I knew it would be terrible. he grinned at me and said, 'I think you deserve a really good orgasm so I will let you decide the amount.' I thanked him and told him I would let him know when I came. he gave me an evil look and said, 'I am curious to know if you have an idea as to how many it will take to get you over. There are map pins on the desk. Stick a pin in your breasts for each lash you want.' Even this thrilled me and I stuck in five pins. I hesitated a moment then decided that may not be enough and stuck in five more. by that time I was getting really excited and decided to see what it would feel like to put one in my nipple. That was a lot worse than just the skin but I still stuck five in each nipple before I said shakily that I was ready. He took me over to the couch and had me put my butt on the armrest then put one leg on the top of it and my other on the coffee table so my legs were spread really wide. This still wasn't good enough for him and he had me use my thumbs to pull my pussy lips apart till there were stretched tightly against my thighs. The pain of the strap combined with seeing the pins in my breasts got me over in a short time and they kept building till I passed out. When I woke up I found he had moved me so I was lying flat on my back on the couch. The pins were out of my breasts and were now stuck in the stinging lips of my pussy. This turned out to be a favorite thing of his. From then on I had to come to him first thing in the morning so he could take off my panties and stick six to ten pins in my pussy lips. It was a miracle I could do any work since all I could think of all day was my pussy. It was good thinking on his part because I would be so horny from feeling them I would usually be begging him to whip me by noon. We didn't eat lunch for months."

"Wow that is really something! I thought I had gone through some rough ordeals. And all this time he never had sex with you?"

"Well kind of. Sometimes after he whipped me he would have me masturbate with a vibrator and if he got turned on enough he would have me open my mouth so he could come in it while I was getting off. I never asked him why he didn't fuck me. I didn't want him to anyway. I already felt guilty about letting him whip me. I would guess he was afraid of a social disease or that he would get me pregnant."

"You must have been marked sometimes. How did you hide them from Jim."

That was no problem. I had always changed into my nightie in the bathroom and the few times we made love it was always in the dark"

It has been quite awhile since you worked. How can you stand not having that excitement anymore?

"Your Dad spanks me now and then and since he always makes love to me while I relive my experiences I can almost always cum. I just don't get the earth shattering ones anymore."

"I have a great idea. Dad's birthday is next week. Why don't you give him a whip and offer to take his birthday spanking? Once he uses it once he will probably do it again."