Rachel

We went to sleep hugging each other.

The next morning we woke up both amazed that all the redness had gone away and the only evidence of my whipping were a few small bruises where the tip of the belt had landed. I told him that I was surprised because his belt had hurt as much or more than my Dad's spankings with a paddle but it had left big bruises. In our conversation I realized he had not known he had brought me to orgasm and that my gasps and trembling as my excitement built up must have been interpreted as just a reaction to pain. I decided not to tell him I had been excited by the experience as he seemed most impressed by my willing to submit. If he knew I had enjoyed the experience he might not be as impressed by my willingness to submit to him.

We decided that either my skin was tougher now that I was older or else the paddle caused more bruising.

He said, "Maybe we should experiment with different instruments to see what works best."

I realized then that my first whipping was not to be my last but when I remembered that the leather had brought on an orgasm I was only excited by the prospect.

I said, "Yes that might be a good idea. I will try to be good so you won't need to punish me but if you want to whip me just to make you excited it will be alright."

"Really! You would submit to a whipping even if you had done nothing wrong?"

"Yes. That is how I can prove my love. It would not mean as much if I deserved it. If I do something wrong you should punish me much more severely. Have you ever punished a girl before?"

"Yes but it was several years ago. It was my introduction to sex. I was about eleven and used to play in the woods with a neighbor girl. One day she told me it was her birthday so I gave her a candy bar I had with me. She said that since I had given her a present I could give her a birthday spanking like her folks and older sister would do after her party. I knew what she meant because my folks gave me a playful spanking on my birthday too. I expected her just to lay over my lap with her clothes on but she surprised me by taking off her little coveralls and sliding off her panties before laying across my lap. I had seen her naked before from going ski

From there we went on to games where she was a captive of indians or caught as a spy where I would tie her to a tree and spank her with little willow switches.

The most exciting thing did not involve her. One day she told me her older sister had wrecked her Dad's car and that she was getting a whipping after di

It obviously excited her Dad and his wife. She was panting with excitement and his dick was pushing out his pants. He told Tammy her little sister to let her down and take care of her. My thrills continued when Tammy helped her to a mattress and then began caressing salve on her while she was on her hands and knees. I realized that the caresses were exciting her by her trembling and agitated breathing and this was confirmed when she laid on her back and asked for more salve on her breasts and pussy.Her agitation increased until she made a huge sigh and said, "Thank you Tammy. You made me forget the pain."

I wanted to whip Tammy the next day but she would only let me use switches because she was afraid her folks might see the welts from a whip."

"When I whip you I will caress you with salve so you can forget the pain."

His story both frightened and excited me. The idea of being totally helpless while being whipped was really scary but I could see it would prove my complete trust in him not to hurt me badly.

I gulped then said, "I can see how that would excite you. Were you ever allowed to whip her?"

"Yes, but just thirteen lashes. I was hanging around so much I kind of became part of the family. On her next birthday I was allowed to join her family in giving her a birthday spanking on her naked bottom. At her next birthday she told me proudly that she was now a woman and would get a birthday lashing. Her Dad said if I promised to tell no-one I could participate in her birthday whipping. I told him he did not have to worry because my folks would not let me come there anymore if I told them and my friends would never believe me. I could hardly wait till the cake had been eaten. I noticed the thirteen candles and tried to imagine how she could stand fifty-two lashes. It turned out that the whip for birthday spankings was not as bad as the punishment whip with smaller thongs. The other difference was that she was hung from a chandelier in the house and her legs were not held open. Her Dad was first and I was relieved to see that he hit her on her breasts and lower stomach. Her boobs were bigger now and I had wanted to whip them but I was afraid they would be too sensitive. I used ten of my thirteen on her breasts and as close to her pussy as I could. I was afraid they may think I was too mean but I knew she was getting off on it and knew it was okay when her mother told her that this would help them grow and put eight of the thirteen on her boobs. The real surprise was at her sister's turn. She didn't even touch her butt. She just started at her breasts and worked down until she got below her belly - button then told Tammy to spread her legs. She did! then gasped and went into orgasm while the lash became wet from her pussy as she screamed in orgasm."