I didn't have folks as such. My Dad was a lawyer who worked too hard, smoked too much and drank. Three years ago he died in his office of a heart attack. Mom and I were really depressed as he had made all our decisions right down to the clothes we wore. He kept a whip made of leather thongs he would spank us with when we made him mad. He had it hanging on a hook in the bedroom. After he died Mom took it to bed with her and hugged it like a doll till she went to sleep. Our only consolation was the fact that he had left us a trust fund that gave us a check every month. He had left strict orders not to let us have any more money per month so the trust would last as long as we lived. Mom was forced to learn to budget. When we kept going broke before the end of the month she had me spank her if there was no more money in the checking account before the month ended. I thought her moans and sobs were caused by pain but later on I changed my mind.

My Mom had no objection to my going out as she knew I was popular and was proud of the fact. Mom could have been very popular herself. She was only thirty-seven and was very pretty with a great body she kept in shape by swimming every day at the Y.W.C.A. When I told her she had mourned long enough and should start dating she told me that all the men around were wimps. She couldn't settle with them after being married to a real man.

He took me home to get my uniform. I couldn't find my white tights so I decided to settle for white panties. They looked the same except they were the low cut bikini type and were much more flimsy than the tights.

When we got to the studio he decided he would do the back- bend first. Once I was in it he pushed my sweater down as far as he could without showing the bra and pulled my skirt down lower on my stomach to make my midriff as long as possible I held the pose till I was shaking from the exertion. I was wondering if he would spank me for shaking but he just told me to rest a minute while he started the film through the developer. Evidentally he had some sort of automatic machinery as he was back in a few minutes.

The high kick was next. I did them till I was sweating but he wasn't satisfied and decided to tie down my left leg and raise the right one to the ceiling. I had never kicked that high! If my ankle had not been tied down I would have been lifted off the floor.

He said, "This pose has pulled your panties into your pussy. I think it might be a little too obscene for the yearbook."

He pulled my panties out of the slit of my pussy then smoothed it with his hands to make me pant with excitement. I began to shake from the strain and excitement after he had taken several shots.

"Stop shaking you are going to cause the picture to blur."

When I couldn't stop he he pulled my panties into the crack of my butt and began spanking my bare asscheeks with his hand to cause a sting that just increased my excitement. I could feel the ends of his fingers coming oh so close to my pussy through my thin panties This just made it worse as I became very excited and trembled even more. He let me down and gave me a drink of orange juice and vodka while he developed the negatives. By the time he came back I had calmed down a little and was embarrassed that my panties had become wet from the juices from my pussy since it seemed perverse to become excited from a spanking. In spite of that I sat on the stickery rug to feel the bristle on my tingling butt. I was on my second drink and anxious to get on with my next adventure wondering if I could keep him from knowing how excited this was making me. We looked at the negatives and we agreed a couple of them were just about perfect.

He decided to do the mid-air split next. I tried one and he pulled me against his chest and said, "You aren't very modest are you? as he pulled my panties out of my asscrack and smoothed them over my tingling cheeks. I couldn't resist pushing my breasts into his chest and was disappointed when he just said, "Let's try some more. I did several of them but he was not happy and said, "It is obvious you can't do a real split in the short time you are in the air. I can fix that." He studied the pictures he had taken at the game and used tape that was sticky on both sides to hold my sweater up towards my breasts in the same height and drape as the picture then he had me do the splits on the floor then tied soft ropes to my ankles and to pulleys in the ceiling. He told me to hold on to the ropes until I was in position then to turn to face him and straighten my fingers and arms out to look like the picture taken at the game. I had trouble keeping my balance and had to keep grabbing at the ropes ruining his shots. I really concentrated and he was finally able to get a couple of shots before I grabbed at the ropes.

"You ruined most of the shots I guess hand spankings don't impress you."

"They don't hurt. They just make my bottom tingle."

Again he pulled my panties into the crack of my butt but then he went further by twisting the front of my panties and pulling them into my pussy causing me to gasp as the cloth sawed against my clit.

My eyes widened in fear and excitement as he slid his belt out of his pant loops. While he faced me he brought the belt up between my legs to let the end fall on my left and right ass- cheeks. The front of the belt was hitting my pussy! I don't know how many times he hit me. The pain and excitement just kept building till I came and my body sagged in the ropes. He let me down and gave me another drink.

I didn't know what to say. I did not want to admit I was so perverse I came. I settled for telling him in a quavering voice, "I am sorry my balance was so bad. I deserved being punished. I'll try to do better next time."

I am sure he knew I had cum but he just said, "You take punishment very well. You only gasp and moan with no protest but you look tired. Are you sure you want to go on. We can finish some other time."

I left no doubt I was enjoying all the perverse things he was doing to me when I said excitedly "No I want to! Just let me rest a minute while I finish my drink."

"Okay. I'll go develop these."

By the time he got back I had calmed down using all my willpower to resist digging at my pussy as I inspected my red glowing pussy lip and butt cheeks in a mirror before reluctantly pulling my pantie out and smoothing them over my tingling skin. We looked at the negatives. He had one shot that looked great except the ropes were visible.

"Don't worry about the ropes I will airbrush them out and use the football field as a back drop. It will look as if you did it at the game. You and the school are going to have a hard time picking out the best shots. All of them so far look good. Your legs are no doubt a little sore from doing the splits. We'll do the cartwheel next."

I tried a few but there was just not enough room in the studio to get my speed right. He had a solution for this too. He tied the ropes to my ankles again and pulled me up with my legs spread till my hands were pressing against the floor just about the same as in the game shots.

The problem was with no centrifugal force the sweater was hanging down in my face totally exposing my breasts and the skirt was below the top of my panties. He tried using the tape but I was sweating so much from the strain and excitement he couldn't get it to stick. When he opened a window to cool me off I felt coolness on my pussy and knew my panties were soaked with the juice from my pussy when I came. I wondered if he knew whether it was sweat or not.

He dried my legs with a cloth and made the tape stick but as fast as he tried my skin below my breasts I would be wet again. He decided to pin the sweater to the bra. I don't know if it was accidental or not but I felt the pins going into the skin of my breasts! My only protest was a shudder as each of them went in. the slightest move caused my heavy sweater to pull on the pins raising my level of excitement higher by the moment. When he had taken shots from every angle he pulled off the tape and let my skirt fall toward my face. Then he took out a knife from his pocket and said, "You did good you deserve a reward."