I began to cry saying my butt was too sore to be spanked but he said, "Your butt is not what got you in trouble. I am going to spank your pussy."

That really scared me because I was sure that would hurt even more than my butt and I whimpered, "No. I don't want to be hurt. I want to go home."

He said, "Not all spankings are bad. You have to learn to trust me. I promise I won't hurt you bad but I won't force you. If you want to go home just go, but don't ever come back."

I was trapped! I knew if I went home to tell Mom I was quitting to avoid a spanking she would whip me terribly."

I cried, "No! I don't want to go home! I trust you!"

"Fine. That is better. Say please spank my pussy until it is nice and red."

That was hard because I knew that my butt had to be hit pretty hard to make it red and it seemed worse to have to volunteer for the pain but I had no choice and whimpered, "Please spank my pussy until it is red."

He had me lie on the bed and then put a pillow under my butt to raise up my pussy. He went to the drawer and brought back a leather strap about three inches wide and a foot long. I began to cry again when I saw it but he just came over and began spanking my pussy. He didn't hit hard and the strap was soft. To my surprise there was just a little sting and I was soon back at the peak of excitement. My reaction seemed to surprise and delight him as I spread my legs even wider and began to pump my hips to meet the strap and twist to let it cover every inch of it. He spanked it till I was panting in orgasm while I squeezed my breasts.

He let me calm down a moment while I caressed my red pussy now wet with my juices then took off his clothes and laid down beside me on his back. He had me get on top of him and held his dick pointed at my slit. I used my fingers to spread it then let myself down on it. There was a terrible stretching till the head was in but then I found I was wet enough so I could slide it in till my butt was resting on his thighs. I got my breath and began to slowly raise myself up and down on it. Suddenly he said, "Faster! Faster!" and began spanking my breasts and stomach with the strap. I worked up to a powerful orgasm just as he pushed me off to let his dick spurt out semen on his stomach.

I had never felt such wonderful excitement in my life and hugged him and kissed him while I said, "Thank you! Thank you." over and over.

Evidentally he was worn out because after he had rested awhile he told me to get dressed and told me to go home after giving me ten dollars.

On the way home I became excited again just by reliving my experience in my mind. I knew it was strange to enjoy pain but decided that I must just be special and no matter how much I was hurt it would be worth it as long as I could get the wonderful orgasms.

When I got home Mom was pacing the floor and grabbed my ten dollars and ran out the door to get to the liquor store before it closed.

After she had left our apartment looked worse than ever after his grand house so I began to clean it.

She came back and gave me four dollars then said, "Work must be good for you. Now maybe you will keep this place clean. Will you always get home this late?"

"Probably. It takes quite a bit of time."

"He should pay you more. You were gone about five hours."

"Oh I didn't work all that time. Most of it was spent getting supplies and driving to the apartment."

"Well maybe, but if he likes your work you should ask for a raise."

I argued that I was lucky to get the job because most people said I had to be sixteen to work and she grudgingly agreed.

I was real tired so I went to bed. She was still drinking when I went to sleep.

The next morning I checked my butt and it looked a lot better with just a few bruises. I thought that Mr. Mills must have a miracle salve.Even more surprising was my pussy. It had returned to it's normal color and no-one could guess that it had been so red the night before.

The day at school was endless since I was so anxious to get to Mr. Mills. I fidgited so much and day dreamed that one of my teachers sent me to the principal.

He took me into his office and locked the door then had me bend over his desk. He got his ruler out of his drawer but when he pulled up my skirt and saw my bare butt he put down the ruler and began to spank with his hand. He didn't spank hard but it lasted a long time because between each spank he rubbed my butt. It began to excite me especially when he rubbed close to my pussy. I remembered my last spanking that really hurt and wished I had been wearing the panties that bared my butt before. It was hard not to ask him to hit harder but I was sure he would think I was weird. I am sure he realized that I wasn't being hurt badly in spite of the loud "Slaps!" since my only reaction was low moans and squirming.

When he finally stopped I was so excited it was hard to keep my hand away from my pussy. He did something new. He told me to give him a kiss and thank him for the spanking. I did and I meant it. When he hugged me I felt his hard dick against my stomach and knew I had excited him. Before I left he told me that if I felt guilty about anything to come back and he would give me another spanking so I could relieve my guilt.

I enjoyed the warm feeling on my butt from his spanking through my last class then ran to Mr. Mills house.

When I got near I saw him loading a vacuum cleaner in his station-wagon. When I got to him he told me to get in the car as a tenant had moved out and we had to clean the place.

I was disappointed. It had not occurred to me that there would be real work. I thought it was just an excuse for mom.

It turned out okay. It was just a one room apartment like ours that just needed vacuuming and the sinks cleaned. He said to make it more interesting for me that I should do it naked with the rubber dick in me. It only took a little while to clean the place but that was long enough to make me really excited. I went to him and asked him to put his dick in me.

He seemed to enjoy seeing me so excited. He took out the dick then began squeezing my breasts and fingering my pussy but that just made me more excited and I began to beg. "Please put your dick in me. I need it. Please!"

He said, "Putting my dick in you is called fucking. Say please fuck me while you whip my breasts."

That made me more excited because I remembered how that had made me crazy.

"Please whip my breasts while you fuck me. Do it all you want!"

Then he reached into a sack and brought out a whip about two feet long made of braided leather with a knot on the end."

He looked at me staring at the evil looking whip then said,"Do you still want them whipped?"

I knew it would hurt a lot more than the strap he had used but I was too excited to care.

"Yes. Yes! Just fuck me."

He pulled off his pants and laid on the floor holding that beautiful dick straight up for me to get on and slide down. As soon as I began pumping up and down on it he started whipping my breasts. It hurt a lot more than the strap but I didn't care! The pain just sent thrills to my pussy. I watched with a weird fascination while they bobbed on my chest almost like they belonged to someone else as little red blossoms from the knot multiplied. I brought my arms behind my back to tighten them and push them out as one red line followed another in time to the shocks to my pussy. At the end I just sat on it as hard as I could and squirmed waving my tits so the lashes could hit every inch with an even sharper pain when the knot would hit my nipple. I must have kinda spaced out, the next thing I remember was lying on the floor while he tenderly put salve on the dozens of red lines and blossoms where the knot had hit my tits. I decided that it didn't matter how much he hurt me. The orgasms and the gentle application of salve on my sensitive skin made it more than worth it.