The next morning I woke up early since I had slept so long. My breasts were tender and I had a little cramp in my stomach. When I got up I noticed a spot of blood on my sheets. I panicked a little thinking Bill had hurt me internally when he had pushed the fake dick all the way inside then realized my menstruation must have started. I ran down to tell Mom. She was surprised it had come so early since she had been thirteen before her's started but showed me how to use tampons and a douche.

She left to work shortly after then the thought that I would no longer be able to be fucked in my pussy struck me since I did not want to become pregnant.

I went to school early and was crying by the time I got to the principal's office. When I blubbered out what happened he hugged me and said it was no problem except that I would not be fucked for the three or four days while I was bleeding. He gave me a business card with a doctor's name on it who would prescribe birth control pills without notifying my parents. I was really relieved except I resented the three days per month of sexual activity I would lose. I had already become to hate the boring weekends since most of the time my parents stayed home.

Bill decided he would fuck me even during my monthlies but the school wouldn't because they would not be able to tell the difference between menstrual blood or injury to my pussy.

The weekends have turned out not to be a problem. Bill's new friend's father wants the weekends off so he has his son work in the store on week ends. Mom thought Bill and I were such great students she was all for it when we told her we would be at libraries or galleries on Saturday's.

Bill introduced me to his friend, Dan, on a weekend my parents were gone.

Bill said that Dan did not really believe I liked getting spanked and whipped so when Dan got there told me to beg them to let me get undressed and hung up to be whipped. When he walked in I knew he would be great. He was totally different from Bill. Where Bill was blonde, stocky and always grinning Dan had black hair, lean and wiry and looked tough he was also older, about twenty.

It really excited me to slowly strip and watch him stare in amazement when I held out my hands for Bill to put on wrist cuffs and say, "Please hang me up and whip me."

When I was hung up I really felt like a star especially when Dan said, "Jesus! She is beautiful!"

He came over to me and squeezed my breasts and stroked my bald pussy. Then he said, How old did you say she is? She doesn't have any hair on her pussy."

"I know. I keep it plucked off so I can see it turn red."

"She is beautiful and has a great firm body. I thought you said she liked to be whipped. Why is she tied up?"

"I broke in to say breathlessly, "I kind of like to be tied. It makes me feel helpless."

"Well I don't want you helpless. I want you to help. Let's get her down.

When I was loose I stood there panting slightly with my arms hanging by my side and my legs a little apart curiously awaiting his next command.

He kind of sneered at me then said, "She isn't bashful. She doesn't try to hide anything. You are a real slut aren't you?"

That hurt my feelings, "No I'm not. I just like sex."

"Yeah you like sex and you like to be whipped. You are a slut but I like that because it means you deserve unending punishment. You know what your mother would think about the things you do."

I knew all right. She thought the girls on MTV were sluts. She would have a fit if she knew what I did. I suddenly felt guilty and understood the girl that asked to be whipped even though she just felt pain.

"Yes, you are right I should be punished. Hard!"

Dan turned to Bill and said, "Do you have a whip, or do you just use a belt?"

Bill reached over to the couch to get the thonged whip. I stopped him because I wanted to prove I was willing to be hurt bad by saying, "I'll get it."

I went up to get Mom's braided whip. When I got to the foot of the stairs he stopped me and told me to hold the whip in my mouth and crawl over to him. I started going on my hands and knees but he stopped me again. "No. Crawl on your stomach." I laid down and began dragging myself over to him kind of like swimming with a frog kick. My nipples and stomach rubbed against the thick pile wool rug making me tender and excited by the time I got up to my knees to let him take the whip out of my mouth that I had been sucking like a cock.

"I took a deep breath then said, "Where do you want to whip me and how many?"

"This is a nasty whip. You are lucky I am not mean. It will be all over but I will leave the amount to you. When you have had enough on your butt and thighs turn around and when you have had enough on the front just fall back and open your legs for your fuck. If you are really brave I will eat your pussy too."

He told me to kneel then bend over and rest my head on my arms. This brought my ass way up in the air which lowered when he told me to spread my legs.

He was really good at it. The lashes got harder in perfect time with my rising excitement. I didn't turn around in spite of the welts he was raising until two lashes in a row hit right on my puckered ass-hole

He had me kneel with my hands behind my head and my tits pushed out. He moved from my right side then my front and then to the left side to cover every inch of my boobs including lashes underneath hard enough to make my boobs jump up almost to my chin. The pain was terrible as I looked down to see dark lines crossing my tits as they got hot and began to swell. Just as I thought I couldn't stand anymore and was going to fall forward to protect them he seemed to read my mind and stopped.

He said, "You seem to be very brave. How many can you take on your pussy?"

I was sobbing from the pain and excitement I was tempted to say none but I had gone too far to stop and not get the orgasm he had promised. I moaned, "About half the ones you put on my poor boobies."

"That would be ten. That seems like a lot with this whip. If you want it can be five if your pussy-lips are opened."

"Oh yes! Give me five on my open pussy. I'll even take six so you can each have three. Can I please be tied for that? I don't think I am brave enough to keep my legs open."

I said I would take six because he hit harder than Bill and I thought at least half would not be bad.

To my relief he agreed and they put a pillow on the dining room table to raise up my butt and expose all my pussy then tied my legs in a split to the legs at each end and my arms to the center leg.

They let excitement build while the caressed my swollen tits and ran their fingers up down and in my pussy.

Then Dan said, "Her pussy still isn't open as far as it could be is it?"

Bill replied "Well no but she is doing the splits now. Should we get a couple of clothespins to hold it open more."

I was about to object to that when Dan came up with an even more painful idea.

"Clothepins would get in the way. Get my sack. I have some alligator clips with cord on them."

I began to moan "No. Please no."

Bill got the sack then there were sharp pains as they closed the sharp jaws at the edges of my pussy lips then an even sharper bite as they pulled the cords tight and tied them to the table leg..

Dan said, "That worked great! Would you like to see, Lena."

I whimpered, "Yes it really feels stretched and the teeth are biting me horribly."

Bill grabbed a mirror off the wall and held it over my pussy. It couldn't possibly have been further open. My outer lips were tight against my thighs and would provide no protection at all.

I moaned, "That is awful. All the lashes will hit the tender inside and my clit. I won't be able to stand it."

Dan said, "We'll make you a deal. We will just use the thong whip as long as you ask for each lash but if you don't ask for all of them we will start over with the bad whip."