Dad must have thought he caused great pain because he dropped the strap and pulled Mom off the chair to drag her into the bedroom.
I just flopped on the floor jerking on my crotch cloth until I became exhausted.
The next morning I got out of bed to look at myself. It was amazing. I didn't have a mark on my body. The deep red I saw the night before had faded completely and the only evidence I had that the whole thing was not a dream was my slightly puffy cunt and a super sensitive clitoris.
That was great! I knew I could be strapped to orgasm as close as the night before seeing Bill without having to try to explain marks to him.
Mom burst into my room while I inspected my boobs marvelling at their healthy pink look with my erect nipples.
"Sue. Thank you for last night. He became really excited. It was great! I was afraid to have him whip me again on my bruises I was afraid they might bleed. Are you mad at me for having him strap you?"
"Are you kidding? I had fantastic orgasms!"
She giggled. "I know. Your Dad thought he hurt you terribly. He is going to bring you home a present to make up for it."
"Oh good. That means he won't hurt me any harder than he did last night."
"I don't think so. He thinks you are more tender than me but he admitted spanking you made him excited so he may want to do it again."
He had satiated my desire for orgasms for the day so I remained dressed and mowed the grass and other chores until he came home.
He called to me to come in where he was sitting with a box on his lap. Mom was kneeling by his side and he was stroking her hair as if she was his dog. I stopped in front of him.
"Sue. I have been thinking about yesterday all day. It was wrong of me to punish you. You are very beautiful and it is natural for you to want to display your body. You just must remember to disply yourself only to loved ones. Your Mom is also beautiful so I have bought some things for both of you to wear. You must keep a robe handy in case a stranger comes to the door.
He handed me a little silk gauze triangle with elastic strings and a similar one to Mom. "Go ahead. Try them on."
I gulped and asked if there was a top.
"There is no need for a top. You both have beautiful firm breasts that don't need support."
Mom got up and started toward the bedroom and I followed but he stopped us. "No. Change here."
Mom and I looked at each other confused. Yesterday I had been punished for a costume that revealed less and now he was asking us to strip naked to put on a costume that would hide nothing.
He explained, "I want you both to be proud of your beauty and to hold yorselves proudly with your tummies tucked in and your breasts high. You look so much alike you will become proud by seeing each other."
That gave us an excuse. We made it good for him by undressing slowly and when we had put on the costume walked around as asked with our best posture.
He complimented our every move and we both became proud and was glad to hear him say that we would wear nothing more than that from now on.
He told us it was important to stay in shape so he took out an exercise video tape and put it in the VCR. He had bought a tape that involved a lot of jumping jacks and twisting exercises to keep our boobs bouncing and swinging. At first it was fun to see him staring at our bouncing boobs but neither of us were used to thirty straight minutes of exercise. When it was over we stood in front of him covered with sweat and kind of slumped.
He looked at us and said, "Your breasts have dropped and your tummies are out. I told you not to do that. You will have to pay a penalty. Sue. Get the strap."
When I came back he had taken off his belt and gave it to Mom.
"From now on any time I see you allowing your boobs to drop or your tummies out you will get five spanks. Naturally the spanks will go to the area that slumped."
He had us face each other and said we would take turns.
Mom started it by swinging his belt against ny boobs. It was not bad at all just a sting that created excitement but I had the best deal. His belt was not as heavy as his strap and my lash to her boobs really made them jump and brought a squeal. On the next she got even by hitting harder. By the time we had reached our tummies we were hitting as hard as we could and I was reaching the peak.
At the tenth Dad grabbed Mom's arm and led her to the bedroom.
I was totally frustrated I had almost made it to orgasm but ten spanks weren't enough. I dug frantically at my pussy but I just couldn't get over the threshold.
When they came back I was sitting on the floor sniffling.
Mom said, "What is wrong, Sue. I didn't hurt you that much."
I sobbed "Oh Mom, it isn't fair. After you are punished Dad makes love to you to let you forget the pain. I have nothing."
Dad said, "Well I can't make love to you. That would be incest and also your Mom drained me but we can help you relieve your frustration."
He went into the bedroom and came back with a replica of his dick made of rubber.
He had me lie on my back then began kissing and nibbling on my nipples. Then he told Mom to get me wet. She knelt between my legs and pulled the little triangle aside and began licking my pussy. It felt wonderful! When I began to pant in excitement she slid the rubber dick into me. That also felt great but got better when she turned a switch and it began vibrating against my clit.
In a short time I had a great orgasm and laid there smiling and pulsating with after shocks while they watched me.
When I had calmed down Mom said, "Do you feel better now?"
"Oh God! That was wonderful. I won't mind a really painful spanking as long as I can have this afterward."
Dad said, "Good. We don't want you to be frustrated because you may be tempted to cheat on Bill. We are sure he will marry you if you keep him pleased and that will be good for all of us."
Bill called the next day to say he wanted to pick me up that afternoon to spend the weekend with him. I think Mom was disappointed he didn't ask her too. She brightened up when Dad said they could spend the weekend in the mountains.
On the way to his house he asked, "Do you love me?"
"Oh yes Bill. I'll do anything to make you happy."
"Good. That is why I love you."
That really made me happy because I knew pleasing him made him love me. I got out of my seat to sit on the floor to hug his leg while he stroked my head then he said, "I am very proud of you and would like to show you off. Would you like that?"
I looked up at him adoringly and said, "Do you mean that? Really? I know that you have had girls as pretty as me and they are rich."
"Rich is not important. Other girls have been selfish only thinking of things that please them. I think it is important to you to please me. Is that true?"
"Oh yes! It makes me very happy to please you especially when other girls might refuse you. What can I do?"
"That is easy. Just do as I tell you. Some things may embarrass you or even cause some pain. Does the idea bother you."
"No. You will see! No other girl will obey you like me. Remember? I am your love slave."
He told me that he was having a little party at his house. By the time we got there caterers were setting up a buffet table and stocking a bar by the pool.
He took me upstairs and handed me a large box. It had a beautiful silk dress inside that I pulled out and held against me. It was lovely! I kissed and hugged him then gently rubbed his crotch but he said, "No time for that. We have to get dressed."