Beth
by Allene
Chapter 41
The next day I told him that the night before had really been
a thrill and asked him If we would do it again.
He said," No way! You enjoyed it too much which made me
jealous, and according to some guys in the audience there is a
law against letting the audience touch you. You could have been
arrested! The only reason the boss let you get away with it was
because he could claim you were an amateur and he had no control
over you. If a vice cop had come in he would have stopped you and
disqualified you. I was told he had done it before."
I knew then he would not agree to the stag party so I did not
bother to ask. I was glad to hear he was jealous as that proved
to me how much he loved me.
I told him I was sorry that I had made him jealous and that I
should be whipped.
" I agree completely. I just have not decided just how I want
to do it. In the mean-time I am going to tie your hands behind
your back while you stand in the corner waiting for me to
decide."
He decided to improve on that by attaching clothes-pins to my
nipples and pussy while I stood facing the corner. It seemed like
I stood there for hours with my nipples and lips throbbing from
the pins while I heard drills and other power tools behind me. I
was dying of curiosity but was honor-bound to face the wall.
Besides that, I did not want to ruin the surprise.
When he finally came to me to take off the pins, which again
caused new pain as the circulation came back, I turned to see he
had installed two pulleys with ropes in the ceiling beam about
eight feet apart and ten feet high. On further inspection I saw
two rings in the floor about four feet apart and a collection of
whips, switches and riding crops near the rings, I asked him if I
would have a choice of the whips. He said, " No. I am going to
use them all."
I had mixed feelings about that. I was a little dejected
since he did not seem so concerned about hurting me but happy
that I had made him jealous enough to really punish me.I knew
that if he only hit me a couple of times with each I was going to
be in for a hell of a session but I still had confidence that he
would not hurt me much as I stood between the rings to be tied.
" Just lie down on that spot while I put these cuffs on your
ankles and wrists"
When the cuffs were on he tied the ceiling ropes to my ankles
and the floor rings to my wrists. When he hoisted me up I was
standing on my head spread really wide. I knew my pussy slit had
to be open and really vulnerable which added to my excitement. He
pulled the ropes really tight. He said " Is that O.K. Baby?" Even
though I was in pain I told him I could stand it. That was a
mistake because he thought I could stand more. He really put his
weight against the ropes till it felt my hip and shoulder joints
were going to pull out of their sockets. When I began to whimper
he just said, " That must be about right. This is going to hurt.
I don't want you to let anyone else touch you again unless I tell
you to."
He started with the riding crop which he used to give me six
hard lashes on my ass. This really hurt and I could feel the skin
tighten as the welts rose and my butt swelled. Then he went to a
willow switch about five feet long he used on the outside of my
thighs to make them burn as deep red stripes were left. He
followed this with a shorter switch he used to stripe me about an
inch apart from the top of my pussy to my breasts. By this time I
was starting to go into orgasm. I was tied so tight I could not
do anything but shudder. Then he picked up the thong whip I loved
and gave me five lashes to the tender underside of my breasts and
my nipples then five more on my gaping pussy. By this time I was
in mindless orgasm.
He watched me convulse for awhile then said," This is the
finale Baby." He proceeded to lay lash after lash on my pussy and
breasts with the branch from a rose bush until they began to look
like hamburger. When he realized from my screams that I could not
stand any more of the terrible pain he quit and let me down.
