Then Bob stepped up to stroke the switch up and down my slit as he said, "Any special requests?"
I said breathlessly, "Oh God. Just get it over with fast. Hit me more than ten."
Tammy said, "Maybe you would like to get it over super fast by having three of us hit you at once. Bob is left handed so it would work out."
I knew that would be terrible but on the other hand it would all be over in a third of the time. I said, "Oh God. My body will be on fire but at least it will be over. Give me all the rest of the lashes."
They left me hanging there as Mike rushed out to cut two more switches. Fear returned as I realized I had just asked for ninety in a row. I consoled myself by knowing that many would certainly bring the numbness and I may even get to orgasm in spite of the greater pain of switches.
They decided that since Mike, Joy and Jim had the most chips they could give me thirty each.
They cut cards to see who would hit each area. Jim was disappointed to get my back and butt. He brightened when I pleaded, "Please don't hit my back. It hurts with no thrill."
Tammy said increduously, "Jesus. Can you believe this. She thinks this will bring her thrills!"
Rod grinned and said, "It might. She is awesome!"
Joy was told that she would hit from my belly-button up while Mike was to hit from my belly-button down.
Fear returned when Joy squeezed my boob and said, "When I am done with these they will be so swollen it will look like you have had implants. Mike said, "Yeah! And her pussy will look like she has grown balls."
I whimpered and tried to brace myself as they got into position. Then there was searing pain across my butt-cheeks followed quickly by worse pain across my boobs then across my pubic mound. They timed it so at least one switch was hitting me as the others pulled back so the pain was constant. I cried and squealed because it seemed to get worse and worse but then after about thirty I began getting numb and the pain began to be replaced by thrills.by about fifty my screams were replaced by just gasps and moans as I got closer and closer to climax. Finally toward the end I began pumping my hips back and forth to meet the lashes on my butt and pussy as orgasms ripped through my body.
My mind had gone into a kind of stupor but I heard Tammy scream, "Shit! She is cumming!"
I was still pumping when they quit. Rod yelled, "Don't stop. She will pass out when she gets the ultimate orgasm!"
Jim moved to my front and then two switches began hitting my pussy while Joy concentrated on my nipples. It only took a few before I let out a scream as this monster orgasm ripped through me and I passed out.
I must have slept for some time. When I woke the pain was gone replaced by throbbing. I was glad to see they all felt guilty and they all apologized saying they would never hurt me that bad again as they caressed salve on my boobs and slit. It was obvious my clit and nipples had been hit because they were still tingling.
The girls began licking my nipples and pussy but I weakly said, "I can't cum anymore. Just let me sleep."
Two of the boys helped me up and led me to the bedroom. I stopped when I saw myself in a full length mirror. Now I knew why they felt so guilty. I must have slept for some time because the red was replaced by ugly black and blue bruises and my boobs and pussy had swollen to the point the skin was tight as a drum.
I whimpered and said, "Oh Rod. How could you let them hurt me so much?"
He kissed me and said, "It was so bad at first I didn't think you should be cheated of your ultimate orgasm."
I didn't know what to say. He was right. The only way I could stand it was the constant pain that let me get numb. If they had continued with ten at a time it would have been worse so I just nodded.
I slept until noon but even then I was still a little swollen and the bruises looked even worse. They lasted for days. I showed them to them at every opportunity to reinforce their promises to never hurt me that much again.
It was a good thing my folks were gone on a three day weekend because I couldn't stand wearing clothes. Rob stayed with me to put on salve and make gentle love to me which made me forgive him for not stopping them.
The one I was really mad at was Tammy. She had been the one encouraging them to hit harder and all at once to keep me in constant pain. Somehow I had to get even with her.
At our next beer party I suggested it was Tammy's turn to be whipped. No-one agreed with me saying there had to be a reason. In desparation I took a chance on something I thought I could stand if I was unlucky and said, "Okay. Tammy and I can have a contest. We'll cut cards. High card gives the other thirty lashes with the thong whip just on breasts and pussy."
Tammy protested, "No. You are mean. You would hurt me bad."
I said, "It is only fair. You hurt me bad."
She refused but as we drank more beer while the others worked on her saying she had an even chance and was being cowardly she finally agreed.
She drew first and got a Jack. I moaned knowing I would have to get a queen or better to beat her.I said, "You can back out if you want."
She sneered and said, "Not a chance. This is your idea. Your tits and pussy are going to be black and blue for a week!"
I hesitantly reached out to the deck sure that I would lose but when I turned over the card it was a king. I squealed in glee. I had not just won but after what she said I knew no-one would complain no matter how hard I hit her.
She knew it too. She began to cry as guys pulled off her half-shirt and skirt. I was already naked since everyone wanted to check out the small bruises still remaining on my tits and pussy.
They buckled her wrist but as they started to tie her feet I said, "No. Just grab her legs and hold her in a split. They did and her bald pussy opened wide.
She screamed and howled as I hit her tits twenty times as hard as I could then I began bringing the whip up into her crotch lke a soft ball pitcher. Amazingly on the seventh one she screamed, "I'm cumming!" I hit the last three as hard as I could but she actually struggled to push her hips forward to meet the whip. They released her to lie on the floor where her body convulsed in orgasms as she frantically dug at her pussy.
I felt totally frustrated. Rather than getting even I had just given her ultimate orgasms and made her a heroine. Everyone gushed at how fantastic she was and guys and girls licked her red boobs and pussy.
About a week later I was putting gas in my car when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Spike!
I was consumed by hate and yelled, "Get away from me, you bastard! I should call the cops and have you arrested for what you did to me!"
"Hey! Chill out! It wasn't my idea. Rob said you got off on pain if you had an excuse. We paid him a hundred each to do anything we wanted to you. We thought you were never going to take a piss so we could stack the cards. If you want to bitch, Bitch to him."
I was speechless. I just stood there shaking with rage as he got on his Harley and rode off.
I drove to Rob's place and beat him with my fists as I screamed, "I know what you did you bastard. I loved you! How could you let those bikers do that to me! I never want to see you again."
The son of a bitch didn't even apologize. He just said as he fended me off, "Aw come on. You were only sore for a few days. You know you enjoyed being a hero."
I have a new boyfriend now. He is really sweet. He thinks I am beautiful and can't do enough for me. He is even pretty good in bed but to tell the truth it isn't very exciting.
When I see Rob caressing his new girl's butt as she looks at him adoringly I am tempted to go back to him. I am sure he would never hurt me that bad again.