"We don't have to let her go. We can kill her or the man who killed my wife would pay us for her so he could sell her to white slavers in the orient. I still have his phone number."

"I couldn't kill her but the idea of her being forced to be a whore would really serve her right. She loved being a prickteaser and said that she could get boys so hot on a date they would have to run to the bushes or a bathroom to jerk off to relieve themselves."

It took him several days to catch her alone but he got her. When I heard his car I ran out to find her hog-tied on the floor of the backseat.

When she saw me she begged me not to let him do anything to her. She was in for a surprise. He had told me to be wearing clothes he had bought for me when she arrived because she would be more embarressed when she was stripped with both of us fully clothed. I loved being naked so waited for the last minute when I heard his car to put on the nice skirt and sweater he bought for me. My looking dressed nicely and healthy seemed to relieve her. In spite of being abducted she began chatting while he untied her. She said that she was really glad to see me because everyone had assumed I was dead or had ran away. They had called off the search for me. She grinned at me and said triumphantly, "I told everyone you had probably ran off with some man. Why did you have him bring me here? Did you miss me too?"

Then she whispered in my ear, "He is really old! Can he still make love to you?"

I said, "Better than you could possibly imagine."

She giggled then looked around at our house. "Wow. This is really crude isn't it. I have only seen log cabins in history books. Don't you get awfully bored up here in the boonies? I can't stay long I was just going shopping then to a movie."

It made me mad for her to sneer at the house that was perfect in it's environment. I decided to let her know right away I was not going to help her.

"You should help to keep us from getting bored. Remember when you caused me to be strip-searched? I want you to know how humiliating that was. Take off your clothes. All of them!"

"No way! I wouldn't let you see me naked let alone some dirty old man."

"You need to learn to be respectful and obedient."

Tom anticipated that I would want her restrained and stepped behind her to pull her arms behind her to snap on handcuffs. I held her while he looped a rope over a hook in the ceiling then tied it to her cuffs.

She bitched and threatened all the time she was being tied. As usual she lied. She said that if we took her home right now she would give us a break and not charge us with kidnapping.

When I just laughed she said, "Alright you bitch! I will make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail. You will probably like it. I know you are a lesbian. I saw you looking at the girls in the shower."

She really knew how to piss me off and that explained why some of the girls avoided me. She had probably told everyone I was gay.

When Tom pulled down on the rope to lift her arms she bent over yelling, "Stop that, you bastard! You are hurting me."

I just watched her until she began to whimper and plead to be let loose then I said, "You won't mind showing your legs. You showed as much of them as possible any time a boy was around."

I took off her belt and used it to hold her skirt at her waist. I was glad to see she was wearing tiny panties that bared much of her ass. She whimpered, "Put my skirt down. You are embarressing me."

"You are going to be a lot more embarressed when you beg us to let you strip for us."

I took Tom aside and told him big willow switches hurt more than any of the whips and offered to cut a couple of them but he said that he would do it so I could watch her suffer.

I said, "If you don't agree to strip we may have to punish you. Last chance."

She looked at me defiantly and said, "Do your worst dyke! I have been punished before. Dad spanked me once and I can stand it."

Tom returned and we began stripping off the leaves and twigs in front of her. Her eyes widened in fear and when Tom "Whished" the switch though the air she whimpered, "I have changed my mind. I will strip for you."

I grinned at her and said, "Too late bitch! I told you that you had one last chance and you blew it."

I told Tom to whip her thighs until she bled but not her butt because she said she could stand pain there. He tied her legs apart so we could get to her inner thighs.

She began to sob "No. No. don't do this to me."

We began hitting all over her thighs but concentrated on the inner thighs I knew was most tender.

We didn't get to make her bleed. She fainted after only about thirty lashes. It pissed me off. I felt she cheated me. I got a pot of cold water and threw it on her to make her come to, sputtering from the water that went up her nose.

As soon as she stopped blinking her eyes and could see me clearly caressing my switch she panicked and fought her ropes but she soon found out she could not get away. She whimpered, "Please don't hit me anymore. I'll do anything you want."

"Anything?"

"Yes anything! Just don't hit me."

"Okay. You said your butt is tough. Ask us nicely to give you twenty spanks on it."

"No! God no! I can't take any more pain!"

"Alright since you still have not learned to be obedient we will give you forty."

She began crying and sobbing while moaning "No," over and over. I turned to Ted and said "Let's have a contest. You take the right cheek and I'll take the left. The one who gets it reddest will get a blowjob."

Tom agreed and said, "We are going to have to see how we are doing."

He grabbed the back of her panties and jerked them up till her pants were out of sight in her ass crack. She yelped then began to sob harder.

Twenty lashes on each cheek was enough to make every bit of it red and welted. Evidentally her butt was a lot less sensitive. She screamed constantly but did not pass out this time although we were really hitting hard.I expected Tom to win since he was stronger than me but he must have held back because I won. Some of my stripes were oozing blood. I thought that was very sweet of him. We took off our clothes and I laid on the floor in front of her with my legs open and back to show all of my pussy.

I told her to pay attention as she would end up eating a lot of pussy and sucking dicks.

She said, "Never! I would die first."

I ignored her because I was anxious to have him go down on me. I had not thought it would excite me so much to hurt her.

He was wonderful! I was very excited from whipping her and he was able to get me into orgasm fairly quickly. I was squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples to help me get over.

I was just going into even stronger orgasms when Patty ruined it for me. I opened my eyes to see she had stopped crying and was staring at us in disgust. Our eyes met and she sneered, "You guys are disgusting. You are nothing but animals."

I became instantly angry, losing my wonderful excitement. I could not believe this bitch. She was tied helpless and been badly beaten but she could still be nasty!

I sat up and Tom rolled to his side. His dick was hard and I knew she had ruined it for him too because he would have fucked me in moments.

Tom jumped up and said, "Jesus Christ! She is just the bitch I was looking for but that mouth is getting on my nerves."

He went over to a drawer and brought back what looked like a short fat dick with straps on it. He jammed it into her lips until she opened her mouth then pushed it in and hooked the straps behind her head. Her eyes bulged as she gagged on it from being pushed into her throat. It was a very effective gag. She could only make noises through her nose while her stomach jumped from her gagging. She gagged and fought the ropes for quite awhile until she either got used to the fake dick at the entrance to her throat or realized that she would not choke to death and calmed down to breathe deeply through her nose.