Bill told me later that she said I didn't have a fever and would be all right. He also checked on me later but I was still asleep.

Naturally I woke up early starved since I had missed dinner and began making breakfast.for the family. My folks ate and run since they were weekending with friends again.

As soon as they left Bill asked what had happened to put me into bed so I told him.

"Jesus Lena! Are you nuts? Why didn't you have them touch you with the cattle prod before you were surrounded by barbed wire. It is a miracle you didn't skin yourself. Let's see the damage."

I took off my nightie to show hundreds of scabs all over my torso made by the powder they had used to stop the blood.

He put me in a warm tub and gently bathed me. Most of the scabs came off to leave red blotches all over but no new blood. I actually felt good after the long sleep and good breakfast. I gave him a blowjob in gratitude for taking care of me Then we just made love and played with or massaged each others bodies for the rest of the day. We could have gone to Dan's but I was ashamed I had been stupid enough to let my body be turned into hamburger so Bill called him to make a date for next Saturday.

On Sunday the rest of the scabs came off and most of the red spots had faded. I asked Bill to punish me for being so stupid so I stood with my legs apart while he whipped my inner thighs until I cried. It was strange how excited I could get from having my breasts, stomach, pussy and butt whipped but when my back or lower legs were whipped it just hurt. The rest of the day he did nothing to let me cum as punishment. I just had to serve him by sucking and licking his dick and asshole.

It was Monday and time for Joy of torture. I was scared since I thought he might make it worse than last time. In a way it was.

There was a lot of preparation. He had me lie face up on the "T" table and tied my legs apart but not so wide I was uncomfortable then he put a strap around my waist and table to press my butt into it. He hung a grey box from the ceiling then put long rubber gloves covering my hands and arms then flexible metal gloves on top of the rubber ones. Finally he hooked wires from the grey box to my gloves. When he was satisfied all the electrical connections were tight he explained,

"This is an experiment to test your will power. When I turn this on your gloves will carry forty thousand volts of electricity. Twice as much as the cattle prod you experienced Friday. Unless you want to experience excruciating pain do not touch yourself with your gloved hands. It is even possible it could bring on a heart attack. You will know the electricity is on by a blinking light on the grey box. Do you understand?"

I said that I did and held my hands out and behind my head as far from my body as I could get them. He plugged in the grey box and the light began blinking. He picked up a vibrator that looked like a thin cock and moved it around on my nipples then my clitoris. In just a few moments my excitement grew to that terrible point just before orgasm. He stopped! When my breathing got back to normal he started again running it around my anus then slowly up the slit of my pussy till it touched my clit. He stopped again! He knew just when I was about to climax then would quit till I was going crazy. I tried to breathe normally so he wouldn't know I was close but it didn't work. He kept bringing me up to frustrate me until I didn't care if I died I just had to climax and jammed the metal finger into my pussy. Nothing happened! I thought it had malfunctioned and rubbed my clit till I had the orgasm I had earned over and over.

When I stopped vibrating from my glorious release he unplugged the box and removed my gloves and released my bonds.

I felt safe now so I told him the box didn't work.

"I know. I didn't turn it on. I suspected you were willing to take a chance on dying rather than being cheated out of your orgasm. That doesn't mean other things will not be real. From now on we may just see what is the limit of your tolerance to pain.

I found I was now totally jaded I never came in room B1, or B2 and only in B3 because I was fucked for such a long time.

For my fantasy I didn't want to be fucked or even have my pussy licked. I just had them whip me on my tits, pussy, and butt all at the same time till I fainted from the combination of pain and orgasms.

On Saturday we went to Dan's place. He introduced us to his girlfriend, Olga. She was real plain looking with straight hair pulled back with a bow and wearing a shapeless grey dress. She looked sad when he said,

"Bill and Lena meet Olga. I know she doesn't look like much now but she looks better naked."

She sat forlornly in a chair with her hands in her lap while he showed me the gold nipple rings. They were bigger than the pins put through my nipples. I undressed to show him. Olga seemed surprised that I offered to do it.

Dan pulled out my nipples and looked at the ear-rings I had in them to keep the holes open.

"Yeah, they will have to be opened up a little but it shouldn't hurt much since you already have holes. The needle to do it is in the box with the rings."

I took out the rings and lifted the cotton they had rested on. The needle was underneath if you could call it that. I had never seen a needle that big it was more like a big nail.

"Oh God. That will hurt awful but I don't care I want the rings."

Olga looked incredulous and got up to watch as I was seated in a chair while Bill got behind me to grip my tits to hold them steady for Dan. I don't know if he was trying to be kind or mean. He lined up the point of the nail with my holes and very slowly pushed it through. It hurt awful. It was too big to just stretch the skin as the needle had. It made my flesh tear to allow it to go through and tears came to my eyes as my pussy got wet.

He showed me how to open the ring and pushed it through my nipple. It was big enough to put a rope through it. I asked him to put the nail through my other nipple faster. He did making just a short sharp pain much better than the first one.

Olga watched wide eyed as they took turns tugging on them and agreed how great they would be to tie me for whipping.

Then Dan turned to Olga and said, "Olga! Get those ugly clothes off so they can see your great body."

"No! I won't! You will have to make me."

Dan seemed to expect that. He had Bill help hold her over the back of an easy chair and began spanking her hard with a big wood paddle. She began to cry right away then after about twenty spanks said while sobbing, "I'll do it! I can't stand the pain."

He let her up and she began taking off her clothes. It was quite a production. She took off her shoes, knee socks, dress, slip. a big cotton bra, and cotton panties. While she was taking this all off I whispered to Dan, "What is the deal with Olga? The spanking seemed to hurt her instead of turning her on."

"She may be braver than you. She is never excited by whipping and does not want to be. If I don't hit her hard enough to really hurt she will beg to be hit harder. Her folks are religious freaks. They and the preacher are always telling her sex is a sin she must be punished for. The bigger sin she thinks it is the more she needs to be punished so she won't feel guilty about it. The first time we fucked I had to rape her. She loved it so asked me to whip her to relieve her guilt. It is great. She goes to church on wednesday's and Sundays and comes to me to tell what they lectured against. We have gone through nude dancing, straight sex, oral sex. Today she told me about sodomy which is supposed to be a huge sin. I am anxious to see what punishment she will need for that."

Now that she had been punished for nudity she was no longer bashful. She put her hands behind her back to let her fingers rest on her nice big round butt and showed off her big breasts that looked round and firm. although her stomach was not flat like mine it just had a small bulge at her navel.