Honey

"For your own good you had better get this wet and slick with your spit."

When I hesitated Mom said, "Do it unless you want to feel that strap on your pussy."

The idea scared me to death. I opened my mouth and he slid in his dick until it choked me then told me to use my tongue to get him wet to his balls. I did it causing his dick to get even harder then he went behind me and grabbed my hips to drive his dick into my tiny asshole. I was sure he would tear the skin as it stretched bigger than it ever had even when I was constipated.It hurt at first but then I relaxed my muscles and it slid easier. It began to feel good, especially when he began using his hands to play with my nipples and clit. He took a long time to cum and in spite of all the pain I went into orgasms that increased when he used my nipples to help pull him inside me.

After he came he came back in front of me and told me to clean off his dick with my mouth and tongue. It was gross. it was covered with his slimy cum and my shit. I whined and moaned but I knew better than refuse and at least I didn't have to swallow it.

He zipped up his pants then left telling Mom he would be back when I needed more punishment or she needed money.

This time the pain did not go away soon. The heavy strap made the pain go deep and my ass hole felt torn. I cried and moaned so long Mom told me to take a cool bath.

That helped a lot and it gave me time to think. I was relieved that I was not perverted enough to become excited by the terrible pain of the strap but ashamed that I had enjoyed the butt fucking especially since I knew that was called sodomy and the church thought it was a terrible sin. Thinking just made me feel more guilty. I could have avoided the beating and the sodomy. I could have climbed our fence and run away instead of showing off. It would have been embarressing to run down the street naked but there would have been no pain and Mom would be arrested by the police so she could never hurt me again. Then I remembered one of the girls at school had been hit by a wood switch by her Father so long and hard her butt had bled. She had snuck out at night and ran to a cop but he had just brought her home. Her Dad told the cop he had caught her smoking pot and the cop just said that he guessed she deserved it and that if more parents controlled their kids we would not have so many drug problems. Rather than being helped she was switched every day for a week for telling on him.

If I had run away I would have only had tiny bruises to show and I am sure Mom would have told them I did something terrible to deserve it. That still did not make any difference because I knew I could have run to one of my friends to borrow clothes and money to get away. Even worse I had orgasms from being fucked in my ass by the same man who had hurt me so badly. I shouldn't have enjoyed it.

Even after the cool bath my butt and thighs were still dark red with purple welts. While I was looking at them in the mirror I suddenly remembered my ordeal was not over. Bill would be coming over and he would probably want to spank my pussy again.

I had mixed feelings about that. It had hurt but it had also given me a fantastic orgasm. I felt guilt but also excitement at the prospect. I gave in to the excitement and knelt on the bathroom floor to caress my pussy. Just as my excitement was peaking the door opened!

Mom walked in looking shocked then amused, "Jesus! You are just a sex crazed animal. I was actually feeling a little guilty for selling you but you can get off on anything. That's great because you can earn your keep."

"Mom!" I cried, "You don't understand!"

She watched as I rubbed my wet fingers dry on my thigh and said "Well?" obviously awaiting my explanation.

I couldn't explain why orgasms let me forget or ignore pain so I just hung my head and said, "Nothing. I guess you are right."

She grinned at me triumphantly and said, "Good. You know what you are so I expect no further arguments. I'll try to make sure you get orgasms as well as pain."

She told me to go take a nap so I would be fresh for Bill. Rather than frighten me, I was excited remembering Bill did not try to hurt me badly. I played with myself until I went to sleep.

Mom woke me then said since I was an animal I should have obedience training. She put a dog collar and leash around my neck and began leading me around on my hands and knees teaching me to "Heel" by kepping my head close to her legs while she moved around. If I fell behind or got in front of her when she changed speed she would hit my sore butt with the quirt. When I could stay with her in spite of sudden turns or stops she taught me to beg by getting up on my knees with my hands by my shoulders with my boobs pushed out. If my boobs were not pushed out enough the quirt would hit the underside of them which really hurt.

Finally she taught me to play dead by flopping on my back with my legs spread looking obscene. She reminded me I was dead then hit my tummy. When I arched in reaction she said, "Naughty dog!" and hit me twice more. She told me if I moved when hit I would get two more until I could do it or was unconscious. It took a lot of willpower and I was hit several more times before I could take a lash with only a quiver.

The door bell rang and she led me over to it and said, "Beg"

I got into position and she opened the door to reveal Bill. He obviously enjoyed my submissive position then laughed and said, "What is this all about?"

Mom said, "This is our puppy. I have been giving her obedience training. Isn't she cute? Her tummy is red because I had to hit it a lot with the quirt before she would play dead."

"Yes. I see you have got her over her embarressment too. She isn't blushing or hanging her head anymore."

That was true. I was staring at his crotch to see if it excited him to see me this way. I was sure if he was excited he would not hurt me much before fucking me. Maybe even my pussy instead of my asshole. There was a definite bulge but I knew it would have to get harder to fuck me and men only got hard from hurting me.

I thought there might be an alternative. Our neighbor really seemed to like it when I put his dick in my mouth. I reached out and pulled the zipper down on his pants. He wasn't wearing shorts so his dick popped out and I licked it while looking up to see if he liked it. He just looked irritated!

"Hey! What is this. You said she was an obedient puppy. Nice doggies don't jump on people and lick them."

Mom agreed, "Naughty doggie! Now you will have to be punished."

"Nooo.. It's not fair. I just wanted him to like me. I'll be obedient. You'll see!"

At least Bill felt sorry for me. "She has a point. I think if she is real good for light punishment we may not have to really hurt her."

"I will! I will! I'll be good! Give me light punishment. Please!"

I meant it! If anyone told me a few days ago I would beg for pain I would have thought they were crazy but I wanted it now. Not terrible pain our neighbor had given but exciting pain that I knew Bill could do for me.

He walked behind me then said, "Jesus! What happened to her ass. It is solid purple."

Mom told him what had happened and that I had earned a hundred dollars.

"I have to give you credit. You proved she is so used to being nude she wants to show off her body and get paid to have her punished more than you have the nerve to do yourself. We can use her exhibitionism and since you are willing to sell her I know a man who would be willing to pay to whip her."

"Great! She deserves it and I need the money."

"For now I think I will just spank her pussy until she is real excited then fuck that sweet pussy. Would you like that, Honey?"

I would not have to feel guilty for that. My pussy is where girls should be fucked. I said excitedly, "Yes. Oh yes. Spank me until you are excited too."