Beth
by Allene
Chapter 20
Mary complained, " Sure that was great for you guys, but
what about me. I didn't get to come."
Paul and I were feeling very nice nestled in each others arms
so her complaint kind of irritated both of us. I didn't say
anything but Paul said, " How bad do you want to come?"
"Not bad enough to be whipped if that is what you have in
mind." Mary replied.
" No I have something else in mind. On the way in I saw some
clothespins on the line. How about we have a lottery like you did
with Beth, The number you get will be the number we put on you
and the number of seconds they will be left on after we get them
on. If you get lucky you'll just get two, left on for two
seconds."
Mary whined," Do I have to? Beth, I just made you come."
Paul did not let me answer as he quickly said, "No you don't
have to. Beth and I are tired and we aren't going to get you off
without some incentive. Besides, I doubt that I can get it up
again after that great blow-job without some special excitement."
Mary hesitated for awhile then agreed, "I guess it would be
okay. I kind of owe it to Beth. How will we do it?"
Paul smiled and said," There are about thirty pins out on the
line. Get a sack and go get them. Beth and I will put numbers on
slips of paper in multiples of two. If there are thirty pins you
will have fifteen slips to choose from."
While Mary went outside I started tearing pieces of paper
while Paul wrote on them. When I got twenty of them I offered to
help him put on numbers. He said, "Mary owes you. All your
punishments have been her idea. I know there are at least thirty
pins out there so I am putting thirty on all the papers. I
started to protest that this was not fair but Mary started into
the house so I kept silent. Paul asked her how many pins there
were and Mary told him there were thirty-eight. Paul started
writing thirty-two, thirty-four, thirty-six, and thirty-eight on
the remaining blank slips.
Paul dumped the pins out on the coffee table and put the
slips in the sack. He made a big production out of shaking the
sack to mix up the numbers.
Paul then said," Beth and I decided you might want to
chicken-out if you draw a high number. If you do you will get ten
lashes. If you decide to go on and want to quit before they are
all on, you will get a lash for each remaining pin. Agreed?"
Mary agreed saying, " Yeah, it's no big deal. I stuck one of
the pins on my finger and it doesn't hurt that bad."
Paul held the sack over her head while she drew out a slip.
Amazingly she picked number thirty-four. I did not feel bad about
our trickery now as I felt that with the odds favoring thirty she
must have thirty-four coming. Even if we had been honest she
probably would have got a high number.
Paul said, " Okay take off your clothes and lie down on your
back with your arms above your head."
" You are going to tie me up aren't you." Mary whimpered.
" No." Paul said, " Just your legs so you won't kick us."
Paul told me to get some rope. When I returned Mary was lying
as she was told with her legs so tightly closed you could not see
her pussy. We then tied ropes to her ankles and pulled her legs
apart till she was whining and tied them there. She brought her
hands down to rub her legs at the hips where they were being
strained by the pull.
Paul watched her for a moment then said. " Enjoy yourself now
because the next time you bring your arms down you'll get hit.
Mary moaned, " Please tie them up there. I don't think I can
do it."
"You'll do it. You need to show us that you are brave as
Beth." reasoned Paul.
" But I am not as brave as Beth. Where would you hit me?"
" Wherever we want to." I chimed in.
" Oh God, You would hit my pussy. Please tie me or give me
something to hold on to."
We relented and brought in a kitchen chair so she could hold
onto a leg, but we placed the chair so she would be stretched out
and put one of the couch pillows under her ass so her pussy was
prominently displayed.
Paul got on one side and I on the other. We would pinch the
skin and apply the clothespin starting at her pussy hair and
working up her abdomen. By the time we got to her breasts she was
moaning and shuddering, I got curious and attached one to my
breast. I was surprised to find how much it hurt and that it hurt
more the longer it was left on. Then hurt again when it was
removed and circulation returned. Try it sometime, you'll be
amazed.
After we had attached about eight pins apiece to her breasts
Paul whispered to me to save two pins for the last for the nipple
on my side and four for her pussy.
We then went back down and started putting on them on her
inner thighs and outer parts of her pussy. By this time Mary was
really moaning and twitching but was holding tight to the chair
leg.
We went back to her breasts and Paul pulled out her nipple
and attached a pin horizontally at the base. I followed suit. He
then put another pin vertically on the end of her nipple the same
time as me. Mary couldn't stand it and got her hands almost to
her tits before she remembered. Paul just said, " That's once."
Mary knew immediately what he meant and grabbed the chair leg
even though she knew it was too late. We then started putting
them on the lips of her pussy. Somehow I had lost count and had
one left over. I tried to put it on her clitoris but by this time
she was so wet and shaking so much it slipped off. On my second
try Mary brought her hands down to protect her clit and Paul
said, " One more for the hands and one for the last pin."
He then told her to say "One" When she did he brought his
belt vertically down the lips of her cunt. I don't know if the
pins in the way helped her or hurt her. It took her a few minutes
to recover enough to say, "Two" When she did the belt came down
again with the tip hitting her asshole. The effect on her body
was chaotic. Her stomach and cunt-lips were shuddering and
vibrating while pussy juice ran down over her ass-hole as she had
this great orgasm. She must have wanted to keep it going because
she began to scream, "Three, three, three" over and over till
Paul gave her lash after lash in the same place until she stopped
screaming, "Three" and just laid there panting and shuddering as
the orgasms raced through her body.
We waited till she had calmed down enough to lay quietly
whimpering and moaning then he then told her to start counting to
thirty-four by saying one and two and three etc for the seconds
the pins were to stay. She did not understand at first under the
effect of her orgasms and pain so the pins were on for a few
minutes before she counted to thirty-four. We started at the
bottom removing the pins and kissing, licking, or biting the
place the pin had been. This started her orgasms coming again and
by the time we got to the last pins on her breasts her body was
soaked in sweat from her spasmodic shuddering.
Even after we got her untied she did not try to move. She was
making a whispering sound so I knelt close to her lips to hear
her saying " Thank you, thank you, thank you," over and over.
That really made me feel good. Mary was obviously excited by
pain too so I no longer felt perverted. I rationalized that any
girl would become excited.
We went to get a beer while she rested. By the time we got
back she was asleep.
In about twenty minutes she woke up and I asked her if the
thanks were for the orgasms or for ending the experience? She
told me she did not remember saying thanks. She said she had
really mixed feelings as she had never come so hard or so long
before in her life but was not sure she would ever let this be
done to her again. She asked me to put some salve on her pussy as
it felt as if it was on fire. Believe it or not the salve
massage got her excited again so Paul fucked her while I worked
on her breasts with my lips and fingered her asshole. She was so
exhausted by now her first orgasm caused her to pass out.
Paul and I carried her to bed. The experience really made me
horny but no matter how much I sucked and licked on Paul's dick
he couldn't get it up again and we all fell asleep.
We must have all been exhausted because we slept till noon.
Paul and Mary gathered up their stuff and helped me clean up the
house so they could be gone before Dad got back.
We were standing out in the yard hugging and kissing each
other when all of a sudden Paul said, " Wait a minute I want to
leave you a present." then he headed toward the pasture.
When he came back he had his hands behind his back. He told
me to pull down my shorts and close my eyes. I said " Don't hit
me, we don't have time to start another session." He said I am
not going to hit you. This is a present to remember us by." I did
as I was told and felt Mary pulling out the front of my panties.
I could feel this prickling sensation and when I pulled my
panties back out I saw he had dropped two handfuls of cockle-
burrs into my pussy hair. When I pulled up my shorts they pressed
into my pussy and Paul increased the sensation by rubbing my
pussy with his hands. After they left I found that just walking
around caused a hundred needles to stick me and if I wanted to
increase the sensation I could press against something. Although
it did not get me off it did keep me aroused so I took them out
long before Dad got back so I could be calm. It was a good
present as I found using them or the clothespins or both would
get me off for months afterward combined with masturbation.
