When we had rested a minute he had me dress except for my panties so we could put the cleaning stuff in the car to go back to his place. We stopped at a restaurant that had big white tablecloths. He had me pull the table cloth up on my lap then said, "Remember to be a lady."

He slipped off his shoe and pushed his big toe in my pussy! I gasped and then spread my legs a little but tried to keep my face calm. He grinned at my effort which got greater as my body began to pulse and tremor. He kept it up even when the waiter came. It was lucky he ordered the food because I wouldn't have been able to talk.

He noticed my tits bobbing as the tremors went through my body in orgasm so he took his toe out so I could calm down enough to eat. I noticed a man staring at me but I just stared back at him and he looked down at his food.

I hugged him and held his dick through his pants all the way to his place. As soon as we got inside I slipped off my dress. He grinned at me and said, "You are really getting to be a horny little goat aren't you."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you really love the whipping and fucking."

"Oh yes! It is fantastic. Wouldn't anyone?"

"Well maybe not anyone but It is fine that you do. Which is best for you? The whipping or the fucking?"

"Gee I don't know? They are both really exciting but I guess the whipping makes the fucking even more exciting."

"Fine! Are you ready for your pussy spanking? You were making faces and panting in the restaurant."

I was afraid of the whip on my sensitive pussy so I said hopefully as he put me on the bed with my butt on the pillow,

"With the strap?"

"If that is what you want, ask for it."

"Ooh yes. Whip my pussy with the strap! Please!"

This time he did it differently. He sat on my chest while he whipped me. I reached around him to stroke his dick and kiss and nibble on his butt till I got so excited I let my arms fall out to my side to help me pump up my hips to meet the strap till I came over and over till I kind of collapsed in exhaustion.

Then he let me rest while he put away the strap and got us glasses of water. I was so thirsty I swallowed the whole glass. I noticed his dick was soft so I started to stroke it because it was fun to watch it grow. He moved closer so I gave it a little kiss. He said,"You want to suck it so it will get good and hard to fuck you don't you?"

I just kind of moaned "Yes.."

"Just tell me what you want."

"I want to suck your dick till it is hard."

"Then go ahead."

I opened my mouth wide and pushed the head inside. He pushed forward and made me gag so I wrapped my fingers around it to keep it from going too deep then licked and sucked till he grunted and sperm shot in my mouth. I didn't know what to do with it so I swallowed it since it didn't taste bad then watched diappointedly as his dick began to soften and shrivel even while I was stroking it.

I asked him if it would get hard again soon and he told me he doubted it since I had sucked him dry. He saw I was disappointed and said, "I think we can get you off again. Come with me."

He took me into the other bedroom. It was all changed. The bed was gone and hooks had been put in the ceiling and floor with ropes and padded leather straps at the end of the ropes. He said,

"I want to make an experiment. I want to see if you can cum without pain. The ropes will keep you from hurting yourself."

He put the straps around my ankles and wrists then tightened the ropes till I was stretched into an "X" shape.

Then he went to a drawer and brought back a rubber dick almost as big as his. He slowly worked it into my pussy by twisting it. When it was in all the way he turned a switch. It began to vibrate! He sat in a chair and watched me with a grin on his face while he idly slapped a strap on his leg. The dick got me into a state of excitement but since I couldn't move it with my hand or squeeze my legs together I was stuck in a high state of excitement without being able to get the big release. He watched me strain at my ropes trying to make it move faster and harder then said, "Do you need help?"

I looked at the strap in his hand. I needed it!

"Hit me. Please hit me!"

He began slapping my breasts but I begged, "No. Hit my pussy. Make it burn!"

That was fantastic! Now along with the stimulation of the stings the whip hit the end of the dildo to make it jump and squirm in my pussy. It only took a few to get me into orgasm but he kept hitting it driving me higher and higher till something snapped and I let my head fall to my chest in exhaustion.

He let me hang for a couple of minutes then untied the wrist ropes from a hook in the wall and let me slip to the floor. I laid there for awhile having little aftershocks while I caressed my hot pussy.

Then he said, "Obviously you are one of those girls that need extra stimulation to get the big orgasm. Is the orgasm worth the pain it takes to get there."

"Oh yes! As the orgasms get stronger I actually want more pain especially on my sensitive places. My nipples, pussy and crotch. At the end I was trying to get the strap clear inside me!"

"I could do that with a narrower strap. Should I get one?"

"Oh gosh. I'll bet that will hurt awful but I think I would like to try it if you will save it for last."

He agreed then told me it was time to go home and gave me three ten dollar bills explaining that he had to go out of town for a few days but I could still come to his house to stay out of moms way then give her the ten's one day at a time.

This time Mom was waiting for me on the sidewalk. She just grabbed the ten and scurried off to the liquor store. When she came back she didn't give me my four explaining that she had bought a fifth and a pint since she needed a back-up in case I didn't get home before the store closed. I argued that I needed the money for school lunches so I wouldn't get so hungry before I finished work and I was saving up for more clothes. She finally agreed to start giving me the four dollars again.

Although I admitted the spankings and whippings excited me I went to sleep thinking how nice it would be to have a couple of days off to do what I wanted.

That afternoon I treated myself to a hamburger and fries then went to stores to look at clothes. I found some cute things but it would take a week or two to save up for them.

I finally went back to Mr. Mill's house to kill time so I would get home at the regular time.

Just being in the house excited me and I took my clothes off and started wandering around.

Naturally I looked into the drawers that he had taken the dicks and straps from. I found a lot of fake dicks and all kinds of whips and paddles. I found one whip that looked real mean. It had really tightly braided thongs coming out of a long handle. I hit my leg with it to see what it felt like. It hurt so bad tears sprang to my eyes and I thought Mr. Mills was nice not to use it on me. There were some other things I did not understand.

There were some clamps you could tighten with little knurled wheels that had chains and a big iron ring attached to them and a whole bunch of tear shaped lead weights with the number 6 stamped on them. There was also some spring clamps with little teeth and strings tied to them.

I decided to watch TV. The only time I got to watch one was at school where they showed video tapes on history. It bored the other kids but I was fascinated with the movement and colors.

I found the on button but it was on channel three and there was nothing but snow. I saw he had a VCR like the one at school so I picked up a tape and put it in the slot and pushed play.

It was a movie where school girls were being spanked by principals or teachers. They would be spanked a little on their skirts then the skirts would be pulled up so they could be spanked on their panties, finally the panties would be pulled down and their bare bottoms would be spanked till they were real red. They yelled a lot and cried but I knew they couldn't be hurting much so decided that the screams just showed that they were excited. This was confirmed by the fact they always sucked the dicks of their spankers. I watched the whole tape because it seemed to prove that what I was doing was not unusual.