He is very proud of my courage which of course makes me proud too. Sometimes I work up the nerve to ask him to use a switch, a bamboo cane or a rubber whip which he knows hurts terribly and leaves my boobs and pussy swollen for the fucking afterwards. Later on he said, "I love you so much! I told my friends how wonderful you are and they are dying of jealousy."

That gave me mixed feelings. I was proud he would tell them how much he loved me but I was embarrassed that they may think I was a total slut. I said, "Oh God. You don't tell them about the whipping do you?"

"Of course. That is what makes you unique. Their wives are willing to do sexy things but they never volunteer to suffer for them."

"Oh God. They must think I am a terrible slut that is willing to do anything to achieve orgasms." Unfortunately that was true I had admitted to myself that if he had not wanted to whip me I would have found someone who did.

"You are not a slut! You are just an incredibly sensual girl who loves me enough to do anything to please me."

That salved my conscience. As long as he believed I only did it for him it was just a proof of love and I did not have to feel slutty at all.

I kissed him and said, "Yes. I love you so much it makes me happy I can prove I love you with total submission to anything that excites you."

Then he said sheepishly, "My friends did not go to our college and don't know how brave girls can be. They don't believe you would let me whip you without some sort of threat. They think I am exaggerating and you only allow little handspankings they give their wives."

"Are you suggesting you want me to prove what I will do?"

"Yeah I guess so. What do you think about it?"

"You know how excited you get whipping my nude body. They may too. What if they want to fuck me?"

"To Hell with them. They can wait until they get home."

I know it sounds awful but that disappointed me. Whipping even in front of an audience had always been foreplay for me with the really great orgasms by sex afterwards.

I said, "You know I can only bear the pain because of the great sex afterwards. You would have to promise to fuck me when it is over which would make you part of the show. Do you want that?"

"No I guess not. Maybe if I forced you to have sex with them they would know I had total control over you. That could prove your ultimate submission."

That brought back my excitement. The fact that his friends were total strangers to me made it even more exciting but I thought I should make some protest.

"Gee. Wouldn't you be jealous. You know how excited I get. I may enjoy fucking them. I don't want you to hate me."

"I don't think you will like it. They aren't very attractive. Besides, you would only be doing things I told you to do to make me the envy of them."

"I guess I should do it. The fact their wives wouldn't should prove you are a Master and I am your willing slave."

"Great! I will set it up for friday night. I'll ask them over for drinks."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"I am not going to tell you. I don't want it to look rehearsed. Just do what you are told."

He didn't whip me for the rest of the week and since we had become so jaded neither of us was really interested in sex. I fantasized almost constantly about things that may be done so by Friday I was ready for anything.

He came home from work early Friday and went out to the garage to return with an electric drill. He rolled back our Persian rug to drill two holes in the floor to screw in metal rings about three feet apart then screwed another in the ceiling beam above them.

I said, "You are putting those in to tie me. Why? You know I will assume any pose you want for whipping. Won't tieing me make it look as if I am being forced."

"No. At the proper time I will tell you to prepare yourself and you will go to these rings and buckle your ankles in cuffs then buckle your wrists in other cuffs. Finally you will stretch up your arms as high as you can to let me tighten the rope to the ceiling. I know it will really excite them for you to make yourself totally helpless."

I was sure it would. The idea certainly excited me. I was sure the time it took me to tie myself would allow me to be more than ready for my whipping especially since he would not tell me what he would use or how many lashes.

He put the rope and cuffs on a ladder in the next room so they would have no clue about what would happen.

He told me that they just expected me to be submissive and was only hoping I would be told to strip and maybe get spanked.

Then he said it was time to dress me. I expected him to have me wear something really sexy but he just had me put on tiny panties and bra then a perfectly respectable cocktail dress that fit tightly to show my tiny waist that accentuated my big boobs and butt. As I buttoned the several buttons at the front I realized he had picked it because it would force me to do a slow strip.

They arrived about eight. He was right. They weren't attractive. Bill was nearly bald and paunchy. Jim was skinny and looked like a nerd in his hornrim glasses and Joe looked evil with his beard that really didn't hide his pockmarked face.

I was anxious to get to the exciting part but I was teased by just serving them drinks in small glasses that made me make several trips while they made small talk. Even though I was completely covered they stared at me so I teased them by walking slowly aceentuating the swing of my hips and leaning over to serve them to let them see into my cleavage.

Finally Bill started it by licking his full lips and saying, "Your wife is really beautiful. That dress really shows off her tiny waist and nice breasts."

Bob said, "Yes she is but most importantly she will do anything I want. Won't you Dee?"

I pleased him and shocked them by saying, "Yes Master. Anything at all. I was put on this earth only to please you."

He said, "Come over here closer so they can have a better look."

He moved the round table they had sat around and I stood in it's spot within arms reach of all of them. Bob had me put my hands on my head to raise my breasts to show more cleavage and turn slowly in front of them. I really felt proud because just doing that was obviously exciting them.

Then I gasped at greater excitement when Bob squeezed my ass cheek and said, "She exercises every day to keep her body firm for me. Feel how solid she is."

To my surprise I blushed.

Jim said, "That embarrasses her."

Bob said, "Yes but she will let you do it because I want her to."

I gasped again as all three of them reached for me. At first they just felt my legs and butt. Since there was no potest they became bolder and began rubbing my tummy and squeezing my breasts. Finally Joe let his hand slide down my tummy to rub my pubic mound. I began to tremble with excitement Bill misinterpreted this by saying, "We are frightening her."

Bob said, "Only because she knows this is just the first step on a long journey. Dee. They can't really appreciate you with all those clothes on. Take them off for me."

He got up and walked behind me.

I moaned in excitement as I unbuttoned the first button. This was also misinterpreted by Jim who said, "She doesn't want to but she will."

I think I became more excited than they as I slowly unbuttoned the dress revealing myself by inches while I gloried in their excited stares.

I finally shrugged it off my shoulders to drop to the floor. I didn't have to take off the bra and panties. The minute the dress hit the floor Joe slid my panties down my legs while Jim unsnapped my bra.

There were hands all over me but especiall on my hairless pussy they found fascinating. Just after my legs were pulled apart to allow fingers to sink into my pussy to make me pant and tremble Bob said loudly, "I didn't tell you to let them fondle your nude body. You are a naughty girl. Come take your punishment."