Joe got up and went to the closet to bring back the whip.

"You guys have the choice but I can tell you it would be a good idea to start out with twenty lashes just to get her warmed up."

"Yeah! That sounds really exciting." John agreed. "But how do we do it? Does she just stand there?"

"Well actually she has a little trouble standing still for twenty or more. We usually hang her up by her arms from the ceiling. She can take ten to her butt or tits without being tied. We tie her differently to whip her pussy to keep her legs open."

"God! I figured we would just be spanking her butt. Do you mean we can hit her anywhere?"

"Well no. You can't hit her where the marks can be seen with her clothes on. You know, like her face, neck, arms, or legs below mid-thigh."

Bill made me love him more when he said,

"Well that sounds pretty rough. I like Janie and don't want to hurt her much. I'll just spank her bottom."

John retorted, "Suit yourself. I see my sister get her butt spanked all the time. I have wondered for a long time what it would be like to whip the front. Let's get her hung up."

Once I was stretched from the rafters Joe said,

"Don't she look great that way?"

Bill was feeling my breasts and stomach as he answered,

"Jesus yes! John come feel how firm her titties and stomach get when she is hung up."

John came over and joined him adding, "She has the sweetest pussy I have ever seen.

I was really thrilled by their hands and the fact that I was being admired by new people. I got to thinking about how thrilling it would be to have a bunch of people admire me. As my thrills kept building I wanted to move to the next plateau and said with a tremble in my voice,

"I am ready for my whipping."

Bill said with awe, "Good God. She is actually asking for it! I'll start it out."

He was actually too nice to me. The lashes were more like slaps to the upper and round part of my ass. He took the hint when I pushed my butt out to meet the whip and began hitting me harder and lower to make me more than ready to continue with John.

John brought the first one across the tops of both tits which made me catch my breath and then brought one up to the bottom of them. He liked the reaction as he said,

"Wow. That really made them bounce!"

He kept them bouncing with four more to the bottoms and sides then went to ones across my lower stomach as close to my cunt as he could get. I did not think to open my legs for him until the last one. It made a loud "splat" as it went across both lips which must have been the last straw for him as he dropped his pants and turned me around to drive his dick into my ass. This also inspired Bill as he dropped his pants and pushed his dick into my wet pussy. Even the dick in my ass started feeling really good. They came too soon for me and I was frustrated and in a hurry for the next thing when my disappointment increased with Joe's next statement,

"We are beat! we need a break. Do you have any beer?"

"No. Just Dad's and he keeps count of them."

Then Joe noticed me wriggling with frustration and continued,

"Since you guys are beat maybe you would like to have me demonstrate how brave Janie is with a few of your lashes?"

They looked at each other and agreed that would be worth seeing. Joe released me from the cuffs and led me over in front of the boys. I had no idea what he had in mind until he said,

"Kneel on the coffee table with your legs spread and your hands behind your back."

When he was satisfied my legs were spread far enough and my hands were near enough to my elbows to really push out my tits he said,

"I told these boys you were brave. If you scream you will get ten extra on your back. Do you promise not to scream?"

He knew I hated to be hit on my back and how important it was to me to be brave but was not satisfied with the nod of my head.

"Say it!"

With a voice trembling with excitement I said,

"I promise I won't scream. If I do you can give me twenty more."

This made the boys perk up especially when Joe went on.

"You will be asking for them. When you say one you will get the first one. Fifteen will be the last. Don't move out of that position."

That seemed a lot to take without being tied. I wondered if I would be able to cum with all the concentration it would take to count, not scream, and stay in position.

Joe got behind me so I thought he was going to lash my ass. He surprised me when I said "one" and he brought the lash over my shoulder with the tips hitting under my right breast and lifting it as he pulled back on the whip. I had to gasp and let go of my arms for a second then I welcomed the feeling as the pain travelled down my belly exciting my pussy. At "Two" he hit my left breast and at "Three" he hit my pussy. I wasn't ready and had to gasp as I slapped my legs together but at least I did not scream. Then the thrill began to build as I rubbed my thighs together to soothe my stinging pussy and I began spreading my legs again.

John said excitedly, "Jesus! Look at her. She is opening her legs again even though that one to her pussy really hurt!"

That made me proud that he thought I was so brave and I smiled at him as I said, "Four."

Joe continued the same way with two lashes to my breasts and one to my pussy. By the time I got to "ten" I was wet with sweat and was pushing my hips back and forth as I tried to get over the threshold. The boys had been making comments all along about my bravery and the effects of the lashes but I had not paid much attention till Bill yelled,

"Will you look at that! She is getting off on this!"

I had mixed feelings about his comment as I primarily wanted to prove my bravery not my ability to get pleasure out of pain. I was too close to the threshold by then to worry about it. I couldn't stand the possibility of not quite getting there so changed my count to "Pussy twelve, pussy thirteen, pussy fourteen," Fourteen brought me over and at "pussy fifteen" I leaned back as far as I could so Joe could hit my pussy and asshole at the same time. Then I just rolled off the coffee table and laid there gasping.

When my breathing got back to nearly normal Joe said,

"I do believe you have excited the boys. Why don't you blow John so Bill can have a shot at your back door?"

Bill lifted me back on to the coffee table. When I leaned forward to take John's prick in my mouth he stuffed his in my ass. This time they were able to last longer and I managed to have another small orgasm.

As I sat between them on the couch Bill said,

"Jesus. I really need a beer now. I am dying of thirst."

"How do you think I feel after drinking salty cum."

Joe said, "Janie. You know where the beer is. Dad will give you ten swats for each one missing."

Bill asked, "How much do we still have coming?"

"Quite a bit. Enough for a fuck, a blow job, and thirty one lashes."

"John, Let's trade the lashes for the beers. I don't want to hit her any more. She is getting a lot of welts."

"Okay by me, only I don't know if I can get it up again without the whipping."

This was fine for me as I was really getting sore. I was very thirsty and would not have to pay dad till friday. If I was good otherwise it wouldn't be that bad.

That ice cold beer really tasted great as I sat between the boys while they felt my pussy, my breasts and pulled on my nipples.

I noticed that although they were playing with me while I fondled their cocks, they didn't get real hard.

Finally John said, "I don't think I want to fuck anymore. I never got to hit her pussy. Lets trade the blow-job and fuck for pussy lashes. It would only be eight of them."

"I don't know. Janie, do you think you can take eight more?"

"Yes I guess so. I could take them better if I was tied up. I am a little too sore to ask for them untied.