"Jesus Bill, you weren't shitting me. She is fantastic! My girl friend can't take near that much."
"You didn't tell me you had a girl that was in to this."
"Yeah I'm sorry. I wanted to be sure you weren't talking about little wimpy spankings. She will be at my place Saturday when you come over. You can whip her too."
"God that will be great to whip someone different, but Lena is in to other kinds of pain too. She has had her nipples pierced and her pussy lips too."
"Really. That is great. I have nipple rings and pussy rings I will give you that I stole from Dad." He laughed, "Dad thinks he has a shoplifting problem but it is mostly me. You have to be twenty-one to go in his store but I have a key to the store so I can go in the back and turn off the alarm. I have all kinds of goodies. I'll show them to you when you come over."
That interested me so I sat up. "What do the rings look like?"
He grinned and said, "Glad to see you are up. The nipple rings are about the size of a silver dollar and the pussy ring about like a quarter. Let me see your nipples."
I went over to him to offer my breasts, "The holes aren't big enough but that is no problem we can make them bigger."
For the rest of the afternoon they fucked me in the pussy or my ass and played games Dan and his girl had invented.
They cut cards three times. any card of five or less was lashes to my pussy, five to ten went to my tits and eleven or more went on my butt. If all high cards were drawn the highest went to my butt the next to my tits and the lowest to my pussy. They used the thong whip that Bill had made since the braided whip had marked me pretty bad so I enjoyed even all high cards.
The other game he said his girl invented. He brought out a sack full of darts and a long bottle cork. He showed me a dart and explained, "My girl likes to be punctured but not deep. She made these darts by straightening little fish hooks and putting them in dowels. Even though they only go in a little way they won't fall out because of the barb."
I looked at them doubtfully but they were no bigger than a pin and there were only ten of them so I agreed. They put a loop of rope down from the ceiling to go under my stomach then tied me bent over so far my tits were pressed against my legs. They put the cork in my pussy and threw darts at it with the winner getting a blow job while the loser had to eat my pussy. They weren't very good at it. The first ten darts all landed in my pussy lips or ass-crack. It didn't hurt too bad but then I found the game was not over. They jerked out the darts to start over and I found they hurt a lot more coming out than going in because of the barbs. It took more than twenty darts stuck in my ass, pussy-lips, or thighs before Bill finally hit the cork. I lived in fear one would hit my clit. I was lucky that didn't happen. I knew a dart being pulled out of it would hurt awful.
The pain was worth it it. I loved my "Master" having to lick and suck my pussy till I came.
One Saturday Bill and I biked way out of town to where there were farms and woods. We thought it would be fun to fuck out in the open air and it was, but the best part was when we found an electric fence to keep cattle in. Out of curiosity I touched it. It jolted me and made my muscle jump but it didn't hurt so I pulled my shirt up and rested my boobs on the places between barbs. It was neat! My boobs would jump as the electricity went off and on in pulses. I grabbed Bill's hand and he jumped and jerked loose but when I called him a pussy he began slapping my bare ass which brought shocks to him too. I got him to fuck me from behind while my tits were on the wire. We both got off on that. Bill was going to buy a fence charger but our local hardware store didn't have one and he never bothered to find a farm store.
At school I found I was getting pretty jaded. Rooms one, two, and three were things I could get at home and on weekends. The other two would keep me interested forever.
Since I was not afraid of electricity anymore I decided to try the barbed wire dress form they called "The Barbed Maiden"
It took awhile to set it up. Once I was in it with my arms tied above my head to raise my tits the wires were all tightened so the barbs were lightly pushing into my flesh. Then the three wires were brought up in my crotch with the wires on the outside digging into the lips of my pussy and the center one actually inside my pussy and resting on my clit.
When everything was ready they asked how many jolts I wanted. It always took twenty lashes at least so I asked for twenty thinking if I didn't quite get to cum I could ask for more.
It was nothing like the fence. The jolt was just fierce and my body bounced forward and back and twisted with each jolt as the barbs dug into my skin.
It only lasted about twenty seconds according to the teacher. I let my body settle into the crotch wires ignoring the points buried in my pussy lips in total exhaustion. They took it off me while I cried and moaned.
To add insult to injury I was bleeding all over from the barbs tearing into me and they put some kind of powder on me to stop the blood that set me on fire. I screamed till I was hoarse because it kept burning for several minutes.
They took me to a bed to rest and recuperate before I went home. I got home just before my folks. I told Bill to tell them I was not feeling well and was going to bed. I guess Mom came up to check on me but I was already asleep in a flannel nightie buttoned to my neck.
Bill told me later that she said I didn't have a fever and would be all right. He also checked on me later but I was still asleep.
Naturally I woke up early starved since I had missed dinner and began making breakfast.for the family. My folks ate and run since they were weekending with friends again.
As soon as they left Bill asked what had happened to put me into bed so I told him.
"Jesus Lena! Are you nuts? Why didn't you have them touch you with the cattle prod before you were surrounded by barbed wire. It is a miracle you didn't skin yourself. Let's see the damage."
I took off my nightie to show hundreds of scabs all over my torso made by the powder they had used to stop the blood.
He put me in a warm tub and gently bathed me. Most of the scabs came off to leave red blotches all over but no new blood. I actually felt good after the long sleep and good breakfast. I gave him a blowjob in gratitude for taking care of me Then we just made love and played with or massaged each others bodies for the rest of the day. We could have gone to Dan's but I was ashamed I had been stupid enough to let my body be turned into hamburger so Bill called him to make a date for next Saturday.
On Sunday the rest of the scabs came off and most of the red spots had faded. I asked Bill to punish me for being so stupid so I stood with my legs apart while he whipped my inner thighs until I cried. It was strange how excited I could get from having my breasts, stomach, pussy and butt whipped but when my back or lower legs were whipped it just hurt. The rest of the day he did nothing to let me cum as punishment. I just had to serve him by sucking and licking his dick and asshole.
It was Monday and time for Joy of torture. I was scared since I thought he might make it worse than last time. In a way it was.
There was a lot of preparation. He had me lie face up on the "T" table and tied my legs apart but not so wide I was uncomfortable then he put a strap around my waist and table to press my butt into it. He hung a grey box from the ceiling then put long rubber gloves covering my hands and arms then flexible metal gloves on top of the rubber ones. Finally he hooked wires from the grey box to my gloves. When he was satisfied all the electrical connections were tight he explained,