The next thing he came up with was for me to sit on the board of nails while I sucked him. This would be a lot better than hanging by my tits while they were whipped or some other horror I might draw so I chose that.

I let myself down on the board slowly and found that once the little nails had punctured my skin it was bearable.

I assumed he would kneel in front of me to bring his dick down to my mouth but he knelt between my legs then pulled them apart to give me a tearing sensation at my ass to sit on the floor between my widespread legs. He said, "Okay. Suck."

I had to lean forward to reach his dick with my mouth and this caused the nails to dig into my pussy. To make it worse he pulled my head around to make my pussy squirm on the nails. It is hard to believe but those damn nails digging in my pussy excited me. I found I was letting my back down and up as I sucked to let a nail poke and retreat from my clitoris. When he came I let my legs spread even more and let myself down to have my clit be stuck over and over as I rocked my hips until I exploded in orgasm. My poor pussy was raw and bleeding when it was over but again it was my fault and I didn't think to blame him for sitting to make me pussy contact the nails.

He had me lie over his legs on the couch to put on salve. The punctures were tiny and the bleeding and pain stopped quickly. He noticed my pussy was sopping wet and smiled saying, "You came didn't you? Don't lie."

"Yes. I think you are making me crazy. Those damn nails digging into my pussy caused so much excitement I could ignore the pain. Do you think I will get to the point that all pain will bring on orgasms?"

"No. Some pain will be just too intense. Draw a slip and see if what is on it would cause you just enough pain to cum."

The slip I drew said that small candles would be put in my pussy and asshole and would burn till they went out while I was hung upside down. I had only been burned once when grease from bacon had spattered out on my hand. The pain had been terrible and I was glad that I had accepted the nails instead. I told him about my experience with burns and said that burns would only cause pain.

He said, "You might be surprised. The pain would come very gradually. At first you would just feel the hot wax falling into your pussy then the wax would slowly become hotter and hotter until the ultimate sensatiom of actual flame close to your clitoris and the sensitive tissues of your rectum. Since you know that pain can bring orgasms you mat eventually volunteer for this. The bad part is that burns cause long lasting pain to hurt you after the excitement is over.

Perversely I pictured myself hung upside down watching the flame getting closer and closer to my pussy and it excited me. I said, "Your wonderful salve would stop the pain."

"Yes but it wears off so you would have to keep putting it on for a day or so."

It intrigued me and I said breathlessly, "It would be wild if there was a mirror on the ceiling to let me see the flame slowly burning down."

He laughed and said, "I will put one up just in case you draw that slip again or wish to see your pussy punished in some other way."

I was allowed to heal a few days and only had to give him blow jobs but as soon as my butt and pussy healed it was game time again.

This time he wanted to tie my legs open then put alligator clips on the lips of my pussy to hold it open for him to spank with a leather strap. I realized that meant the strap would hit the tender inner parts and especially my clit so I refused and drew a slip. I drew the slip that said I would be hung from my breasts! I began to cry remembering that horrible long lasting pain.

He decided to give me a break. He said that since I had done that already he would let me draw another slip. I was so relieved I went to him and kissed him while I thanked him. By that time I had become completely convinced that pain was inevitable and only hoped it may be possible to have it be exciting.

I rummaged around in the bowl and pulled out a slip.

I shuddered as I read it because it would take a long time and involve humiliation. I had to walk out in the snow to cut a willow switch. Then I would have to hold out my breasts, pussy, or butt till I had received ten on the left, ten on the right of my butt cheeks then ten on each breast, and finally ten on my pussy while I kept my legs spread for him. I could take them in any order I wanted but no more than two at a time in a certain place. I could see that he could spread this out as long as he wanted and I would not have the excuse of being tied and helpless. I would be offering myself for the pain and even asking for it. Worse by limiting the lashes to two I would not get a chance to have the area get numb. To make it even more demeaning I would have to say "Please." when I asked for the whip.

He gave me a big knife and told me the willow tree was just to the left of the front door. I began to shiver the moment I went out the door. The snow was now up to my butt and still falling. The willow tree was about fifty feet away but even that short distance with the fluffy snow brushing against my pussy as I rushed to it to hurriedly cut a switch then rush back made me shiver uncontrollably by the time I was back to the cabin.

My mind raced on the way to the tree. The man was making me crazy. I was getting to the point of not minding so much being hurt since He would give me orgasms afterwards or else soothe me till I felt wonderful. I had to admit I could get them from pain alone if the pain was not too bad. I decided if I did not do something soon I would not only be his slave I would be a willing one. I made up my mind that when I gave him back the knife I would stab him with it.

But when I entered the door he was holding a big fluffy robe he put over my shoulders then hugged me to warm my quaking body while telling me how proud he was of me for trudging out in the snow to get a whip to please him.

When he stepped back holding out his hands I handed him the switch and knife without thinking. As soon as I did it I felt ashamed of myself for being so submissive.

He took the switch and coiled it in steaming water in the sink. I looked at it coiled there like a snake and thought that seemed appropriate since it would soon be biting me.

He came up behind me and said, "Look at it darling. The hot water will make it nice and limber so you will be able to feel every inch of it on your pulsating body as you strain to get to your mindboggling orgasm. In order to help you in your quest I have decided you may have all twenty on your butt at once and all twenty on your breasts as long as you agree to twenty on your pussy."

Believe it or not I was very grateful. I knew he could make me cum if he wanted to or cause great pain. I not only agreed to it I told him if it made me cum I would suck his dick and lick his balls and asshole until he was completely satisfied.

I put my hands on my head and turned sideways to him so he could stripe my butt.

He was right about the switch. I felt every inch as it curled around my ass with the end leaving a thin stripe and then a blotch where the end hit just above my pubic bone. It didn't hurt nearly as much as it thrilled me. I took my hands off my head to pull my breasts apart to watch in fascination and increasing excitement as the stripes slowly moved down little by little until it had moved past my pubic bone and the blotches began to appear on my left pussy lip as the thin stripes went across the face. When it got just above my clitoris I opened my legs wider and actually felt disappointed when he adjusted to have the end continue to hit the lip rather than sink into my gaping slit. I was beginning to pant and pulsate with passion when he had me turn around. I moved my hands under my breasts to hold them up and together as I watched the stripes covering them inching toward my nipples. When the first one crossing them caused me to gasp with the extra pain I found I was squeezing my breasts to push out my nipples and began to chant, "Hit them. Hit my nipples, Make them burn. Make them burn!"