My folks didn't have a dog show that weekend but Mom was going to Seattle. Dad said he had to stay home to finish a project so she insisted Sam and I go along to keep her company while she took a bitch to a stud for breeding. I watched it but seeing the dog humping our bitch excited me so much I had to turn away. We stayed overnight in the same motel room with me sleeping with Mom so there was no opportunity to be with Sam.
The next day he bought another program that would let him change the background.
Mom said,"You have spent a lot on these programs. When can I see one of your tapes?"
Sam said, "Soon. It takes a lot of time to get it right."
"Well have something for me to see thursday. I want to see if the programs are a waste of money."
Sam said he would have something. This was bad for me because when I went to his room he said, "Go away. You heard Mom. I have to have something "G" rated for her by thursday or else I won't be getting more tapes and programs and I have another project I have to do after school."
It was the same tuesday and wednesday. On thurday he showed the film. I had to give him credit. He had put together my old tapes to make a lot of special effects like me jumping over myself on roller blades and riding on water or clouds on my bike. They were impressed Dad said it would be great for an audition tape if he wanted to go into TV when he graduated.
That night I got to lay with him but he came before I could even get very excited. When he just rolled off me I began kissing and licking his dick to get it hard again but he said, "Forget it. I am too tired to get hard."
I pleaded, "Please lick my pussy then. I need to cum. I need it real bad. It has been almost a week."
"No. That is special. You have to earn it."
"How?"
"You know how. The same way you have always earned that privilege."
"Oh you mean by suffering but I told you I don't want to be hurt any more."
"Fine. I am tired anyway."
All the time we had been talking I had been playing with myself but that just kept me excited and wanting more. I decided to try a bargain.
"You can't whip me. The folks would hear. If you will lick me until I cum you can spank me tomorrow."
"No. I know how you can earn it now. In the bed table you will find some thumb tacks. I will lick you for ten seconds for each tack you push to the head in your pussy."
"Oh I couldn't do that."
"Okay. Go to bed so I can get some sleep."
"Maybe I could stand it if you did it."
"No if I did it you could pretend I was forcing you."
That was ridiculous. He was forcing me to hurt myself. I decided to try just one.
I turned on the light to reach in the drawer and took out a pad of tacks stuck in cardboard. I held my breath and pushed one into the puffy lip of my pussy. Tacks aren't very sharp. It felt like it tore my skin as it went in but it wasn't unbearable. I held my breath again and stuck another in the other lip.
"Okay you bastard I did it. Lick me."
"Do you really think you can get off in twenty seconds?"
"If it takes longer I will put in another tack."
"No I get nothing from licking you. Decide on what it will take. When the time is up I am going to sleep."
I decided to be sure I should go for 120 seconds. By the fourth one it seemed easier. I lined up six tacks on each lip then gasped as he pushed on all of them to make sure they were in as deep as possible. He began licking me while moving the tacks with his fingers. I came twice before the 120 seconds were over and it got better when he fucked me crashing into the tacks.
He pulled out the tacks saying, "I am proud of you. You were really brave."
I went to bed happy that I had been brave and had also became orgasmic and went to sleep almost instantly.
I woke at the sound of Mom's van going down the driveway. I hurried to Sam's room to shake him awake. He muttered, "What's the matter."
"What's the matter? Mom and Dad are gone and I am horny. What will you do to me."
He looked at his watch and said, "Jesus it is six in the morning. I am not going to do anything now. You can wake me at eight with a blow-job."
I wandered around the house naked then saw a note from Mom saying she had made the dog food and we should feed them before going to school. As I went into each kennel the male dogs would lick me and I saved the dog who had fucked me for last and let him lick and nibble on my pussy until I knew I had to leave or I would let him fuck me.
I ran into the house and threw off Sam's covers to suck on his dick. I just meant to get it hard enough to fuck me but he grabbed my head and held me on it until his warm, slimy cum flooded my mouth.
When he let go of my head I whined, "You came! Let me suck it some more so you can fuck me."
"Naw. I have to get to school. I have two tests. I'll take care of you later. I have something for you to think about. I have another idea for a movie. The clubhouse is perfect for it. It is set during the Spanish Inquisition. You will be arrested as a heretic and tortured until you confess you are controlled by Satan."
"But I told you I didn't want to be hurt anymore."
"It will just be exciting hurt. You may change your mind."
It was all I could do to force myself to go to school. I really wanted to let the dog fuck me. At school my mind was in turmoil going from one fantasy to another. I couldn't get Sam's "exciting hurt" out of my mind. I had never heard of the Spanish inquisition so I read everything I could find about it during my study hour. I was amazed. It had gone on for fifteen years and thousands of people were tortured and killed. All of the authors agreed it was a terrible thing and had become perverted to eliminate mainly non-Catholics. Interestingly although both men and women were tortured they usually described humiliations and torture done to women. I shuddered at the terrible things that were done to them but also thought how proud the women who suffered without confessing must have been. I wondered if I could be that courageous and was excited by descriptions of how women were stripped naked and flogged in front of hundreds of people. I couldn't understand how Sam could make a movie since all the tortures would leave permanent scars but assumed he had thought of a way to torture me in a realistic but lesser way.
I couldn't think of anything else and when I failed to respond to my teacher's questions for the third time I was sent to the principals office.
He threatened me with "Swats." Other girls who had been "Swatted" told me it hurt terribly. I decided that this un-sexy pain may let me stop considering agreeing to Sam's new movie. Rather than apologizing and saying I would try to be better I said, "Yes. I probably deserve them. Maybe that would make me pay attention."
He seemed surprised but called in his secretary to be a witness as demanded by the rules for corporal punishment.
He had me lean over his desk and gave me five swats with a big wooden paddle. It was not sexy since it was done on top of my clothes and it hurt bad. The aftermath was sexy. My butt tingled for hours as I squirmed in my seat and imagined how it would have been if I had been spanked naked in front of everyone at school.
By the time I got home I was so excited my panties were wet. I decided to surprise him. I took off my clothes and hung myself by my arms by tying the end of the rope to the leg of our heavy desk then climbing on a stool to put on the wrist cuffs. I kicked away the stool and hung there imagining hundreds of people staring at me until I heard him come in and call for me. I told him I was in the office. He came in and his eyes widened when he saw me and gulped then said, "I guess you have changed your mind about pain."
I groaned, "Yes. Oh yes! Please whip me and fuck me."