When he was ready I took as much of his dick in my mouth and licked and sucked as lovingly as possible. I wanted it to last for a long time so when he got close to cumming I would lick his balls till he calmed a little. As I was licking the base of his balls my tongue contacted his ass-hole. This really made him moan. Since I was such a slut I kept licking his ass-hole and finally pushed my tongue into it. This was the last straw for him. He grabbed my hair to pull my mouth back to his dick and began to pump it in my mouth. I gagged at first then felt his dick stretching my throat as he buried my nose in his crotch hair and began to cum down my throat.

When we both calmed down he made us a couple of drinks and idly played with my pussy as we drank them. Instead of turning me on this just made me feel soothed and loved.

"Look at your tits."

To my amazement the red was gone. Now they were just a healthy pink. I pulled them around and up and found the only lingering redness was where the end of the whip hit under the crease at the base. My pussy also only had a few marks where the end had hit.

"I was not lying about the picnic. It is at the country club and we had better hurry if we are going to get there in time for the food. You can't wear the rags you came in. My sister is about your size we can borrow something from her."

Her room was something I had dreamed about. It was huge with room for a king size bed, a couch, a large TV and VCR. There was a large walk-in closet nearly full of very expensive looking clothes.

"Where is your sister?"

"Oh she is in college. She is a little lazy so she had to go to summer school to get enough credits to graduate with the class she started with. She will be home for the break before fall semester in a few weeks. I'll introduce you to her. You have a lot in common besides size."

"My God what is she wearing? It looks like she left most of her clothes here."

"Naw. This is only about half her clothes. She only wears things two or three times then she gives them to friends or the Goodwill. Here, This should fit you and it is formal enough for the picnic."

He held up a beautiful white silk brocade mini-dress with a neck line that looked like it would reach my navel and no back.

"Don't you think I will look like a slut in this to your snooty friends?"

"Are you trying to piss me off! These are my sister's clothes you are talking about. Do you think she is a whore."

"No! I'm sorry. It is just that my Mom always had me wear clothes that buttoned to my neck."

"Well she must have changed her mind. She bought you that sexy leather skirt and low cut blouse."

"You're right. Let me try it on."

His sister must have been a little smaller than me. My large breasts pulled the neck line open and the hem was only about three inches below my ass.

"That looks great! The other girls will be drooling with envy. I guess you had better wear panties since it is so short."

He went to a drawer and gave me some "panties." I had never seen anything like them. They were just a small lace triangle with strings to go around the top of my hipbones and down the crack of my ass. It was so small it barely covered the lips of my pussy. I knew I would have to be very careful when I sat down.

The country club was beautiful and the food was great. I was shy at first but everyone was nice to me and several girls complimented my dress and my figure. Two of the girls asked me what exercise club I went to. They were amazed when I told them the only exercise I got was riding my bike. I became proud of the admiring glances and the fact I had Bobby. All the girls fawned over him and I really felt fortunate he would go out with me when he had his choice of these rich beautiful girls.

I was glowing when we went back to his house so I could change clothes. When I hung up the dress I could not resist looking through the rest of her wardrobe.

"You really like these clothes, Don't you? I guess I will have to get you some nice clothes if you are going to go to my parties and country club functions."

"Oh I couldn't. They are all too expensive."

"That is no problem. All our clothes are tailored and the bills are sent to my Dad's company as supplies. He writes it all off his income tax. We just have to pick out clothes we like out of magazines or catalogues and the tailor makes them. My sister is partial to Vogue, Cosmo, and Frederick's."

His word was good. I was good and obeyed all his demands and in return he did not whip me. All week we made love and looked through magazines and catalogues. We finally agreed on some sexy lingerie and clothes my Mom would never see and some regular clothes for school and street my Mom would like.

He took me to a place called "A-1 Supplies". It had all kinds of expensive computers, fax machines, and furniture in the store front. Bobby said they did sell some real supplies on occasion to people who did not know about the back room. In the back room two men greeted Bobby enthusiastically. Bobby introduced me to Mr. Manchu and Mr Beachene.Mr. Manchu scared me a little because he looked like the evil Japanese who were so mean in the movies.Then Bobby told me to take off my clothes to be measured.

When I was naked it was so strange. I was embarrassed to be naked in front of two strange men but at the same time I felt sexy and proud as they felt my body and complimented me on my figure and beauty.

They measured every inch of me from the size of the vee that my crotch formed to the distance around each of my breasts. In spite of myself I became more and more excited with all the fondling while Bobby sat in a chair and smiled at me.

Both of them fondled my breasts and crotch. I kept looking at Bobby expecting him to object as I became more and more excited. Suddenly I felt a sharp slap on my butt as I heard Mr. Manchu say, "That's all the measurement we need for now."

I was a little disappointed it was over and hesitated a moment before I started walking away from them to the table that held my clothes. As I walked away I heard Mr. Manchu say, "You are really lucky Bobby. She has a beautiful round spankable ass."

"Yes she does." Bobby replied, "And the best part is she likes to have it spanked."

Mr Manchu said, "Is that right, Kathy? That is very interesting."

I was embarrassed Bobby had told strangers of my perversion and blurted, "Oh no. Bobby is just kidding. Nobody likes to be spanked."

"On the contrary. A lot of women like to be spanked including my wife and daughter."

Bobby's smile went away. "Don't lie Kathy! It will just make us all mad at you."

I hung my head in shame and mumbled, "Yes I guess I like it a little sometimes."

Bobby snorted, "Shit! Tell them the truth. You love it and get off on it."

"All right. I do love it. It makes me very excited."

Mr Manchu said, "In that case I have something you might be interested in."

He went into the other room and came back to hand me a leather paddle just a little bigger than a ping-pong paddle. It was beautiful, made of soft leather with a rose carved in the center of it with rose-buds circling. It was strange the leather was soft yet it was stiff enough to resist bending. The more I held and felt it the more excited I became as I imagined it falling on my skin. Bobby brought me out of my reverie.

"About ten swats with that should turn you on. Right Kathy?"

I thought about it for a second. I had never been hit with anything like this but how bad could just ten swats be?

"Yes." I said dreamily. "That sounds very exciting."

"Of course I mean ten for each of us." Bobby said quietly.

I gulped and I felt my clit tingle. Thirty would be a lot especially since this paddle seemed to dictate being used solely on my ass. I didn't argue, I was just curious.