White Victim 11
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The meeting inspired Joe to come up with an invention to donate to the club. We
had a huge dead cedar tree on our property so he cut it down then cut a six foot
section he split in two and then in quarters. He drilled holes in the rounded
part and stuck in 3/4 inch galvanized pipe to make legs. I thought he was just
cutting firewood until he took me out to his shop to see it.
I said,"What are you going to do with that?"
"This is wild. You sit on it. Remember in history about how people were ridden
out of town on a rail? This is it."
"Yeah but they were wearing thick pants and long underwear If you think I am
going to sit straddling that thing you are nuts. It would cut my pussy to
shreds."
"Naw. Think of it as an exercise machine. You said you wanted to tighten up your
thighs. As long as you keep your thighs tight on it you can keep your pussy off
of it."
"Well okay. I'll try it for a minute."
"Three minutes I will glue an egg timer to it so you will know I am not
cheating. I swear I will lift you off after that."
Three minutes didn't seem like much. I had done push ups that long so I agreed.
He handcuffed my hands behind my back so I couldn't use them to help me and
lifted me up to straddle it. I gripped it with my thighs and said, "Damn it is
putting splinter in my thighs. You should have sanded it."
He grinned and said, "Just the opposite. I sandblasted it to make more
splinters."
He turned over the egg timer and I watched the sand slowly drizzle out as my
legs began to cramp. About half way through I slipped down a bit and there was
no way I could gain the loss. I swear the sand slowed down. The cramps got worse
and suddenly I felt the lips of my pussy touch the wood. I redoubled my effort
to avoid slipping more but that just caused more cramping and he wasn't even
watching to be ready to help me Then I felt some movement on the log and looked
back to see him bolting an electric motor on the back leg. That wrecked my
concentration and I slipped more till there was pressure on my pussy. I
yelled,"Get me off this thing!"
He just calmly said in a minute you have to see my refinement. He turned on the
motor and the damn log began shaking. He had put a big pulley on the motor with
a lead weight on one side to make it off balance.
Splinters drove into my thighs and I tried to shift but that just put more
weight on my pussy. then more weight and I began to yell "Get me off. It will
saw me in two!"
He just grinned and said,"As soon as the sand all runs out."
I blinked away my tears and looked at the timer. There was only about a guarter
inch of sand left but I swear it seemed like hours as the rest of the strength
in my legs went and all my weight was now on the sharp point that was vibrating
and driving in splinters.
I panicked thinking he could leave me on the thing for hours but he was true to
his word. When the last of the sand ran out he pulled the plug on the motor and
lifted me off.
The bastard laughed as walked awkwardly back to the house with my legs open to
keep the splinters from driving deeper in my pussy.
I flopped into bed and he got between my legs to pull the splinters with a
tweezers. Saying, "What do you think. Wild. Huh."
"It was terrible you bastard."
"Ah come on. It couldn't have been that bad. There is no blood."
"It was bad. You try it."
"Naw. I'll take your word for it. Hell I'll bet some of the mean guys would
leave their girls on it for hours."
"Well I don't want to get back on it for a minute."
"Okay but if you ever call me a bastard again I will put you on it for a half
hour and add weights to your legs."
That made me good especially when he went to the exercise shop and hung leg
weights on our bedroom wall.
He also got the fence charger and I found I liked that. The pulse of electricity
made the muscle in my cunt and breasts jump which got me off in a short time.
He also got a six inch plastic pipe with a cap on the end to store willow
switches in water. That made them so supple when he hit me with them the switch
could bend all the way around my thighs.
One day he came in to show me a paddle he had made It was just a little bigger
than a ping pong paddle and had holes drilled in it. He said "Let's try this
out"
I said,"Do you have to? I have been real good. Remember last night I made you
happy by crawling to you dragging my nipples on the carpet then kissing and
licking your feet and legs and anus and balls before deep throating you."
"Yeah that was great. I'll tell you what. We will make a game of it. I will
write a number on this paper. If you guess it. No spanking. if you guess less
you get twice the number you guess or the number whichever is larger. If you
guess more you will get the number you guess. The number is between one and
twenty."
"Oh shit. Okay the number is ten."
He laughed and showed me the paper. It was five.
I had been paddled before and it hadn't been bad but the damn holes really made
a difference. It made blood blisters that were sore for days.
The night of the meeting came and this time everyone had dressed normally. There
were card tables set up for eight to a table. We had a few drinks then the
President brought out a big Black board with the values of poker hands on it
from a Royal flush down to high card. He said this is for you people who haven't
played poker. We play a simple game called Texas Holdem. In it you are dealt two
cards. Which are your hole cards. If you think your hole cards can't win. Like
maybe a two and three you can throw them away and just lose your ante of one
chip or one article of clothing. If you like your cards you can bet before the
flop. The flop is three cards dealt face up. If the flop goes with your hole
cards you can bet and raise again. Then another card is dealt face up and new
betting. Finally the fifth card is dealt and best hand combining your cards with
those in the flop wins. Got it?"
One girl said, "What happens when we run out of clothes?"
"I was getting to that. We play until everyone at the table is naked. When the
girls run out of clothes they will be given chips. Each chip is worth five
lashes or spanks at the discretion of the winner. When a man gets naked He will
pick up what chips he has won if any to drop out of the game and drink..
I said,"What happens if you lose at first but then begin to win?"
"Good question. If you win you may buy back your chips. Each girl has a
different colored stack of chips. If you win you can spank or whip the girls
that have your colors of chips But if you are a good sport you will give your
winning chips to your master."
Two of the girls at the table had been mean to me. If I won I planned to keep
their chips but would give Joe the chips of the nicer girls."
We were all given a stack of chips. If we lost we could reclaim the chips for
clothing until we were naked.
The game was not that simple. I found that it paid to stay long enough to see
the flop because even if you had what you thought were shitty cards you may get
cards that helped them on the flop. For instance once I threw away a pair of
twos only to see two twos come on the flop. That would have given me four deuces
that would have won easily.
We girls found that with bets and raises we ran out of clothes quickly. Even
though pain turned us on we still we real serious about the game because one of
the really mean guys may win our chips. I am sure the guys bluffed us out of
good hands because all they could lose were clothes and the chance to whip
someone while we stood to get a lot of pain.
The guys stayed in the game as long as they could. Once they were down to their
shorts they would use the chips they had won to bet with.
The girl next to me also naked whimpered "God I have already lost twenty chips
and John is still in the game with all his clothes except his shoes."
That made me realize I could get hundreds of lashes. I shouldn't have thought
about it. I began playing very cautiously and dropped out of games I would have
won. My chips dwindled and when the last guy was finally naked I had lost thirty
chips. Thank God Joe was good enough to buy back ten of them but I was still
looking at a hundred lashes.
The guys were trading chips to get to spank or whip the girl they wanted. I
prayed the mean guys would not have my chips.
They threw ropes over a big ceiling beam and six of us loser girls were hung
from them. the outer girls would have a leg tied to the wall then the other
girls were tied to each others legs so we were all hung with legs open to make
all parts of us accessible.
Not all the girls lost. I saw the girl I had whipped with the rope milling
around but thank God she did not have any of my chips.
They put coffee cans in front of us painted the same color as our chips and guys
or girls would drop in chips for the lashes they would give.
I had never been hit with as many different instruments before ranging from
fraternity paddles to a Cat O Nine tails. I have also never experience such a
variety of feelings. I would get hit with a flogger or lightly to just excite me
and then something terrible to bring me up and down.
When it was finally over I hardly had a white place on me Some people even
pulled back my foot to whip it which hurt and seemed dumb since I saw nothing
sexy about hitting feet.
Joe was sweet. He just slipped my dress on me and carried me to the car. I had
to ride on my knees because my butt was so sore.
He said, "God that was exciting. I never dreamed that someday I could hit all
the different pretty girls. Did you get turned on?"
"Sometimes but there was also a lot of bad."
"Oh well. Maybe you will win next time."
"At least I think I will have a better chance now that I know the game."
"Sure. You are smart. You will get them next time."
Then he told me some of the secrets like looking for "Tells" most players will
do things that give them away like holding chips in their hands when they are
sure of their hand or maybe neatly stacking chips when sure or chain smoking
when they need a card. Also talking a lot or being quiet. He said you can't just
play the cards you have to play the players. So even if you are not in the hand
watch how they act.
When we got home he massaged me with soothing oils and when the stings had
subsided we made gentle love.
THE END
