"Here. I saved the best for last. You may whip her front."

I really didn't mean to hit her so hard. I started out easy with two to her upper thighs and one to her lower stomach. Then I became so damn excited with the first lash that wrenched her titties out of shape I lost control. I laid them in one after another first to her tits and then her pussy. I was too excited to even think about counting and her mother had to grab my arm to stop me after the fifteenth.

I stood there panting and tearing at my pussy as her mother got her down. Her breasts and pussy were beet-red and I fell to the floor in orgasm just as she dropped to the floor in agony.

I came to my senses as her mother was caressing salve on Mei Ling.

"Oh Mei Ling I am so sorry I didn't mean to hit you so hard. Let me help you." Her mother handed me the salve and I began to rub it into her breasts. They were smaller than mine but they were perfect and very firm. I became turned on again as I saw her moans of pain turn to pleasure. After I had spent some time on her pussy With it's sparse jet black hair she raised her head to speak.

"If you are really sorry you could kiss it and make it better."

I had never done anything like that before but I decided it was the least I could do to make up for the carnage I caused.

"Oh yes. Bobby does that for me and I forget the pain."

I spread the lips of her pussy and made a tentative lick on her clit. To my surprise her pussy tasted like strawberries. Her pleasure was so obvious I continued to lick it as Bobby had licked mine. I spread her cunt open even wider so I could lick and suck on her distended clitoris. It excited me as well and I began tickling my clit as I licked and sucked faster until she grabbed my head and pushed it into her pussy till I was afraid I might drown. Finally she could not cum any more and raised my head.

"Oh that was wonderful. You can whip me anytime as long as you lick me like that!"

I didn't know what to say to that so I just said, "Your pussy tastes like strawberries. It was really nice."

"Oh that. I douche with pop. You know cherry, strawberry, lemon-lime. Coke and pepsi are too sticky but the seltzer's work great. I started doing it when my boy-friend wouldn't go down on me because my pussy stunk."

"He couldn't complain now. Mei ling... I still feel bad for hurting you so much. Do you want to whip me?"

"No your body is not ready for that. All your welts would bleed. The underside of your breasts are all right. You could make up by wearing that 'posture bra' home."

I was curious about what it would feel like. I was encouraged by her mother's statement that it only hurt when you slouched. I decided to go one better.

"If that will make you forgive me I will wear both the bra and panties."

"Great! I'll help you put them on."

"Actually, I think she cheated when she put on the bra. It was strictly a push-up type. My nipples were totally exposed and she tightened the shoulder straps so much I could feel the points digging in even though I was holding up my breasts as high as I could. She carefully pulled up the panties over my legs so I never felt a point until she pulled them tight up against my crotch and tightened a belt in the back to hold them in position. There was instant pain from hundreds of punctures covering the entire face of my pussy, my crotch, and all over the cheeks of my ass. I tried standing very still with my legs slightly apart as her mother had suggested but nothing helped. The slightest move caused the points to dig in more."

"Oh shit Mei ling, this is terrible. Some of the points are hitting my welts and a couple are digging into my ass-hole. The scary part is I know there are some real close to my clit."

"Well I guess you had better not let your clit get hard. Don't worry. The points are so short they can't go deep enough to cause any real damage. Are you thinking of going back on your promise."

"No I know I owe you this. Besides I asked for it. It doesn't seem so bad now. Maybe I'll get used to it."

"Yeah maybe." She said doubtfully, "Hold your hands above your head while I put your skirt and sweater on, that will lift your breasts off the points."

That worked for my breasts but did nothing for my crotch. When I lifted each leg for her to put on my skirt I buried the points into my pussy. That was nothing compared to walking to my car as my breasts moved in the bra and each step moved the points around on my pussy.

When I sat down in the car my breasts settled into the points and all of the points buried themselves in my ass. I had never realized how rough the road back to my house was until I felt the points puncturing my breasts and ass with every little bump. About half-way back I began to get into it and started looking for bumps to hit. When I got home I jogged into the house and upstairs to my room letting my breasts bounce in the bra and squeezing my legs together to pinch the points into my pussy. When I got to my room I put a rock and roll tape into my stereo and began to dance violently. That did it! I was in orgasm before the first song was over and flopped on my bed and put a pillow under my pussy to drive the tacks in it while jamming my tits into the mattress.

When I had calmed down I felt wetness on my chest and pussy. When I took off the sweater and skirt I saw that the bra and panties were soaked in blood. That scared me and I took them off and got into the shower to wash off the blood. I was wondering what I could use for bandages when I noticed the bleeding had stopped! I had hundreds of little red bumps like mosquito bites but no tears or anything.

I had to hurry to get them washed before Mom came home. When she did I told her I wasn't feeling well so I could stay in bed to play with my super sensitive crotch and butt while fantasizing about things I could do for Bobby while I was wearing The bra and Panties.

Saturday and Sunday all I had to do was strip and feel my bruises or press the panties or bra against me to bring on enough excitement to bring me off by playing with my clit.

I was disappointed when Bobby did not show up Sunday night and was overjoyed to see him waiting for me in the parking lot when I got out of school.

I almost smothered him with hugs and kisses then asked him to take me home because my folks wouldn't be there for about three hours and I wanted to model my new clothes for him. Actually I mainly wanted to show him that I still had bruises from the "Cat".

As soon as we were inside I stripped as fast as I could. "Look Bobby, I still have bruises. All I had to do to remind me of you when you were gone is to get naked and look at them."

Actually all the lines had disappeared and only the blossoms of the knots were left as polka dots of purple.He kissed and licked all of them which made us excited enough to enjoy making love but it just felt good without bringing on the fantastic orgasms.

"I am glad you don't think I went too far. I was a little worried since you were ready to dump me after your first experience with just a belt."

"Oh God no! I could never leave you. I love and need you and I think you need me too."

"I love you too but don't get the idea that you are unique. A lot of girls will put up with almost anything. Girls are strange. You must have noticed that the really nice guys hardly ever get laid. Girls just want them for friends. They fuck the guys that may dump on them at any moment."

I hadn't really thought about it before but he reminded me of all the girl talk and I had to admit in a lot of cases he was right. Most of them ended up marrying nice guys but until they were ready to get married they were fucking all the real bastards. That got me wondering about our relationship and I was afraid there would be no way we could keep this monster flame going and it would have to burn out in time.