I decided to go to the people we had been to dinner and the theatre with first hoping they would go easy on me.

As instructed I knelt in front of them and said, "I am here to entertain you. I will do anything you ask. If I refuse you may give me twenty lashes with this whip."

I was lucky. He just wanted me to stand still while he fondled my body. I thought that since I was not cooperating I could agree without appearing too sluttish. It was embarrassing because as soon as he began fondling me we were circled by people. Fortunately I blushed and felt vindicated because someone said, "Look she is blushing with embarrassment but is not complaining in order to please Jon." I began to think I would have been better off with the lashing because no time limit was set on his fondling. I began to get excited as he pulled on my nipples and put his fingers in my pussy and it was very hard to hide the fact I was enjoying this which would make me a slut.

Finally he tired of fondling me so I dropped back down on my knees and after taking a deep breath to steady my voice I made my speech to his wife.

She said, "Your body seems very firm. I would like to test it by slapping it with my hands."

This time I was smart enough to set guidelines and asked how many slaps. When she said twenty should do it I agreed.

She made it last forever. She had me stand with my back to her for a slap to one cheek then make comments about the way my ass jiggled when hit and the perfect red hand-print she left on my butt. Then she would have me turn to slap my breast. This really hurt but she just giggled at the way it had jumped then had me turn and bend over for another on my butt. By the tenth spank and pose I had some satisfaction when she said she should have used the whip since her hand was hurting. She gave me the next eight left-handed which did not hurt as much but as a finale while the others cheered she had me do a back-bend then hit me two hard ones on my pussy with the backs of her fingers. Her middle finger went between the lips to hit my clit to make me scream.

I was beginning to feel frustrated. The excitement of being the center of admiration coupled with the pain was making me excited but not enough to cum which I wanted so much while at the same time I realized there was no way I could get an orgasm without them all knowing it. I was sure all of them would think I was a terrible slut if I came while suffering pain and humiliation.

The next man wanted a blow-job which I had to refuse. He had me bend over and had his wife hold on to my tits to keep me in position while he whipped my butt. She actually hurt me more than he did by pinching my nipples with her long fingernails and jerking on them with each lash.

They gave me a drink to give me a break then his wife said she wanted me to eat her pussy and lick her asshole. I chose the lashes which were terrible since she put all twenty on my tits while her husband held me in a hammer-lock hold.

For the rest of the night I received lashes in all kinds of positions when they knew I would refuse sex. Some times I would be held spreadeagled by as many as four people. Other times I would have to assume a pose and hold it with no restraint. I found it was better to be held since it did not require as much courage. I also found that the women were much meaner than the men. They always demanded oral sex they knew I would refuse then concentrate on my sensitive nipples and clit. It hurt so much I could not have been able to stay still for it without being held.

It took several hours to satisfy all of them but I felt vindicated at the end when I was given a standing ovation for my bravery and devotion to Jon. All of them took turns caressing my red and welted body with the salve Jon gave them. I really felt proud and loved with the caresses and compliments. As the crowning touch one of the women said that I deserved a reward.

"You deserve something special. I am going to eat that sweet red pussy until you have a marvelous orgasm."

I didn't know if I should accept or not. I looked at Jon and he nodded so I agreed.

It was wonderful! She knew just how to do it and made it even better by having two other women lick and nibble my nipples. I came until the exhaustion from all the whipping and the orgasms put me to sleep.

I didn't wake up until the next morning. My skin was white again and it was hard to believe I had suffered so much that night.

Jon was very happy with my performance and after breakfast licked and fucked me to give me a splendid orgasm because I could remember all the pain I had gone through to add to my excitement.

Again Jon agreed to let me do anything I wanted for the next few days then he decided to have a pool party. I became a little frightened thinking I might be in for an even greater ordeal than the last party and was very happy when Jon said I would be equal to anyone at the party and would thoroughly enjoy myself. He had me wear one of my thong bathing suits which just had a small strap going up the crack of my ass and cut low enough in front to show my pubic mound. Unfortunately the other women also wore the same kind of suit and I was hurt to see Jon admiring their bodies while they talked about their special diets and their athletic clubs that kept them in shape. I felt really good when one of the women noticed my brands. I proudly told her that I had asked Jon to do it so I could prove I belonged to him and she said to her husband, "Don't get any ideas. I am not sure I love you that much." I walked away proudly noting her husband's look of disappointment. I knew I was really special.

One of the women told me I had a great flat stomach and said she could not work up the motivation to work hard enough to get that hard.

"Why don't you do as I do? I set a goal on each exercise and if I don't make it I have Jon give me a spanking. There is a great exercise. You hang from a trapeze and lift your legs up to your stomach. It really makes it hard. I can do ten or twelve of them. Would you like to try it?"

Her husband said, "Go for it! You know how I love flat tummies."

"Yeah sure! I suppose you would like to spank me if I don't make it."

"You know how lazy you are. You need something like that."

"Well okay but you will get carried away if you get to spank me. I'll do it if Joy does the spanking."

He agreed and we went to the trapeze at the deep end of the pool. I explained how it worked then Jon tapped me on the shoulder to hand me my thong whip.

She looked at it wide-eyed and said, "Wait. That thing looks as if it will really hurt!"

"Not really. It doesn't hurt as much as a man's hand. It is real soft. Feel it."

She took it from me and felt the thongs. The whip was deceptive. It had been soaked in oil and felt really soft but I had found it was actually worse than just dry thongs because the oil made it real flexible so every inch of it would be felt and the oil added weight.

By now everyone had gathered around her and when one of the women said, "Sandra! Don't be a wimp. You need this. You know how you quit at the club the minute you get a drop of sweat."

"Well okay but I have never done this exercise. If you can do twelve I will just try for eight."

"Okay. If you don't make it you will get sixteen spanks."

"That shouldn't be too bad. My brute husband gives me birthday spankings with his belt."

She went to the trapeze and her husband lifted her up since it was high enough to keep your feet from touching the floor. When he let go the little pooch went out of her stomach and her breasts lifted to show the top part of her nipples. She looked great! The audience Yelled out compliments and her husband felt her taut belly and said it was hard as a rock. Others ran over to feel it so she hung there beaming with pleasure at their admiration for a few moments using up some of her strength.