He cut the straps going around my waist and pulled off my panties to expose my pussy made completely hairless from waxing so no hair would show around my tights. I don't know what he had in mind but I definitely knew what I wanted.

"Yes whip it! Whip my pussy with your belt! It needs it! I have been so bad!"

He evidentally had not planned this as he anxiously searched for the belt he had dropped on the floor. He finally found it and began to hit one lip then the other then down the center till I went into mindless orgasms then he stopped and began licking my engorged clit with his fluttering tongue!

I don't remember being taken down from the ropes. The next thing I remember was a cool feeling as he wiped the sweat off my body and face with a cool damp cloth. When he saw I was coherent he pushed the rag under my pussy to cool it. I took it out as I did not want to lose the tingling heat enveloping it.

"Honey.. You are something else. A lot of girls like to be spanked or whipped but it is usually foreplay. I have never known anyone before that came that hard just from whipping."

"I had no idea I would react this way. My Dad used to spank me when I was little but I don't remember getting off on it. I do remember it never hurt as it was supposed to."

"Well you didn't get off when I spanked you either. Maybe it only works on your pussy. I suppose you want to call it a night."

"No. I am still excited. What is the next series?"

"The splits on the ground leaning back but I am excited too and I haven't got off yet."

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't even think of you. You will have to be careful though I am not on the pill."

"That doesn't matter I don't want to fuck you. I want you to blow me."

That sounded gross but at the same time perversely appealed to me. "I have never done that. You will have to tell me what you want me to do."

He slid his pants down and sat on the edge of the chair. "I'll be glad to tell you. Get up on your knees and lick my dick and balls."

He had evidentally worked up a sweat as well as me as it tasted salty. By the time I had licked all of his scrotum clear to his asshole his dick became so hard I could feel it throb. I was glad to hear him tell me to put it in my mouth. I realized he knew the pins were in my breasts when he began to pull up and release my sweater pulling up my tits by the pins. I became more excited as he finally grabbed my hair on both sides of my head and pulled me into him. I gagged every time the head hit the back of my throat at first but finally I kind of yawned and it slid into my throat. This did it for him as I felt it jerk while it pumped semen into my throat. When he stopped cumming I continued to mouth it gently till it was completely soft. He was taking deep breaths when I spoke.

"I have never fucked anyone either. Now that all your semen is gone would you like to do it to me?"

"It is going to take a minute for me to recover do you still want to do the last split?"

"Yes but my pussy has lost most of the tingle. I know! Get the straw door mat for me to sit on. That should bring back the tingle."

The straw was stickier than it looked. When I let down on it I had to lift again then go down very slowly as needles seemed to stick into every inch of my pussy. I leaned my head back while trying to keep as much of my pussy on the needles as I could.

"Man the look on your face is too X-rated to make a picture the school will go for. Just a second."

He put the camera on the chair facing me on a three quarter angle then had me hold up my arms while he took off the pins and brought my sweater, bra, and then skirt over my head and off. then he went to the camera and did something that caused it to whir and click about every five seconds. He told me to put my hands behind my back. When they were there I felt my tits explode with pain. I didn't care, I was way beyond that. I kept my arms back out of the way and rocked back and forth on the mat in time with his lashes and the click of the camera as he covered every inch of my jugs with his belt. I finally couldn't take any more and rolled over on my face pushing my tits into the rug as my pussy continued to rock on the mat unti he pushed me over on my back and drove his humogous dick into my sopping pussy to keep my orgasms going.

Later he caressed my tits and pussy with a cool wet rag while I calmed down.

I didn't bother to put on my bra on the way home and had no panties. I lifted my skirt so my pussy could move on the leather seat while my nipples tingled as they brushed against the heavy wool sweater. When I got home I ran to my room to study my body in the mirror. I had never felt so alive! My only disappointment was that I couldn't get another orgasm no matter how long I played with myself.

I was really looking forward to seeing Tim at school but I ended up disappointed. It wasn't that he was unfriendly or anything, he acted glad to see me and asked me how I was feeling. The part that hurt was when I saw him talking and laughing with Shawn Dennis. She was just a slut. I was prettier and sexier but she always got a lot of attention from boys because she always wore thin blouses with no bra so her nipples always showed and her breasts moved when she walked. She had been sent home a few times to change clothes because her skirts were so short she was flashing her panties every time she turned fast or bent over. The bitch dropped a book, I am sure on purpose, and instead of kneeling to pick it up she bent over so her whole ass came into view with transparent panties. When Tim slapped her on her butt she just giggled and pushed it out more for him to slap it again.

I dwelled on that scene the rest of the day then decided if that is what it took to get his attention I would go into town and find the shortest skirt and the most transparent panties I could find. When I got home I bombed through the door and yelled at Mom.

"Mom! I need some money I have to get some clothes."

"I'm sorry honey. We are broke till the end of the month I found a beautiful winter coat on sale."

"Jesus Mom. Of course it was on sale it is May for God's sake. You have gobs of winter coats and you promised you would budget to have at least a hundred dollars at payday in case we had an emergency."

"Yes I know I should not have bought it. I just got carried away. I felt guilty all the way home and I still do. I would take it back but it was on sale with no returns. Maybe we will both feel better if you spank me. I sure deserve it."

I was really mad and retorted, "Bull, you know you can hardly feel that little thong whip while you are wearing your skirt, slip and panties. It just makes me tired and you get to relieve your guilt without being hurt."

She looked a little flustered when she answered, "I have to admit that is true but isn't the humiliation I feel by being spanked by my own daughter enough?"

"No! If it was, you would not go back on your promise."

"Well I suppose I could take off my skirt...Maybe my slip too."

It occurred to me that I had never seen her naked. As I thought about it, whipping her nude body turned me on.

"No. If you really want to pay for breaking your promise you will take it nude."

"Oh that would be really embarrassing. It is broad daylight. I don't know, that might hurt a lot. How many spanks would you give me?"

She was trembling with excitement so I knew she was not serious about objecting especially since she wanted to know how many spanks she would get.

"Well we are going to be broke for eight days. Five spanks a day would make it forty."

I could tell by the way she was breathing The idea was exciting her so I went on, "Just in case you try to change your mind I will tie your ankles to the footboard of your bed."

She gasped and then said with a quaver, "Yes.. You are right. I may try to get away."