BUSH'S LAW 6
Mom wore only the apron for the rest of the week practicing walking slow and
leaned back as if she would have that option. I felt no need to burst her
bubble.
We were told we would have six seats reserved for family and friends right in
the front row. We suddely had a lot of friends but Dad picked Don and Marie and
our neighbors Mike and Patti for the seats.
On Saturday we got to the police station by ten-fifty to be sure we would not be
late. For some reason Mom had gone back to normal wearing underclothes, a slip.
a blouse. a long skirt and a suit coat although she would soon be naked.
They had us wait in the main office while two cops led her to a back room. After
about a half-hour one of the cops came out with her clothes neatly folded in a
bundle with her shoes and pantyhose on top.
We heard a crowd gather out side then Mom appeared in the apron with her hands
handcuffed in front of her with a small chain attatched to them. She had been
crying because the makeup had run onto her cheeks. I jumped up and wiped her
face. She said,"Oh angel. It is already bad."
They led her outside and the crowd cheered. She blushed and bent forward to hide
her face betwen her arms. Unfortunately for her that let the apron fall away
from her body so only her nipples were hidden.
It was six blocks to the town square and it had to be the longest six blocks she
had ever walked. People yelled ridiculous things like,"Kid Killer" and "Reckless
bitch." She looked totally miserable.
After about three blocks it got worse.Some kid picked up a piece of gravel and
threw it at her. She screamed and jumped when it hit the side of her breast. His
rotten dad said,"Nice shot." That inspired other kids and soon she was in a hail
of gravel. They were too small to really hurt her but big enough to cause red
blotches that made her twist to flash her boobs.
Finally we got to the town square. They had made a platform to get her up high
enough so all could see. I noticed it had the thirteen steps of gallows.She
climbed the steps letting everyone see her butt muscles flex.
At the top her hand cuffs were removed to be replaced by the leather cuffs
attatched to the rope.Her arms were raised above her head then her legs were
roughly jerked open to buckle her ankles to a spreader bar about four feet long.
All this time she was crying.
One man behind her undid the bow and let the apron fall to the floor. There was
kind of a gasp from the crowd then applause. I saw that she had been shaved. She
had lost the hair on her crotch that allowed just a little decency. The spreader
bar had pulled her legs so far apart her slit had opened to show the pink inner
parts.
It was not quite eleven so they let her stand there with her so embarrassed she
kept her head turned to avoid seeing the staring and cheering crowd.
An announcer went up on the stage with a microphone and said, "So she can
appreciate every lash there will be a twenty second delay between lashes. She
will be lashed from her armpits to her upper thighs. Fate will determine whether
she gets them on her back or front."
Then they lifted her until her feet were about six inches off the floor causing
a stretch to remove the small sag of her breasts and shrink her waist. They
pushed her legs to make her twirl slowly and a big electronic timer behind he
began counting off the seconds. When it got to zero a bell clanged and the men
swung their whips. The fate thing was bullshit. One hit her back while the other
hit her breasts.She made an agonized scream and lifted her legs. The counter
began again while she sobbed. On the next her sides were to them and this was
the worst since the ends of the thongs dug into her ass crack and jerked on her
breast.
It kept on a little more than eight minutes which must have seemed like eight
hours. The bastards had concentrated on her butt, pussy and breasts so they were
a reddish purple while her stomach and back just had red lines.
At the end the crowd cheered and hhe whippers bowed as if they were performers.
Mom was let down but was too weak to stand. they let her down to the floor while
they undid her wrists and ankles then carried her by her wrists and ankles like
a hammock to the waiting ambulance while she shuddered and moaned.
We waited at the hospital for her for about an hour. They told us that she was
ready to go and which room she was in. When we went in she was standing naked in
front of a mirror studying her body. She was a mess her butt pussy and breasts
wer now solid black and blue.
I said,"Oh Mom. You look awful."
"Yes I do but they put some kind of salve on me that has deadened everything so
I don't hurt. See?"
At that she took the cigarette from her mouth and pushed it into her nipple
looking fascinated at the steam or smoke that rose from it.
I said,"Jesus Mom that might not hurt now but it will later."
She said,"Probably."
Dad handed her the clothes he was carrying but she said,"I am just going to wear
the slip."
She put it on and Dad said, "Your bruises show."
"Good. They prove I paid for my sin."
We walked out of the hospital and were met by reporters who asked dumb questions
like "Will you speed again?" and "Which lash hurt the most."
Mom said she wouldn't speed and that probably the first few were the worst since
toward the end she was so out of it the lashes couldn't add much more to the
pain.
Then although we all knew they couldn't use them on the news they asked her to
take off the slip so they could see the damage.
To my surprise Mom smiled and took off the slip then posed for them in positions
she would not ordinarily assume clothed like with legs spread and leaning back
and then bent over with her legs spread.
When we got home Mom said to Dad,"I need you. Let's go to bed."
Dad said."Are you sure? I may hurt you."
Maybe you will but it is alright. I need to know I am loved."
They went off to the bedroom and I went to bed too.
I laid there seeing the whips hitting her and in spite of my guilt it excited me
and I masturbated myself to sleep.
The next morning Mom was preparing breakfast while Dad sat on a kitchen chair
and watched her smiling. She was wearing the apron so her poor bruised butt and
upper thighs showed.
I said,"Mom. It is all over. You can wear clothes now."
"I know but I think they may irritate me besides Don and Marie are coming over
to see the damage so I would just have to get undressed again anyway."
I could hardly believe how she had changed. Before the whipping they had at most
seen her in a bathing suit but I guess like Jan she thought it was too late to
worry about modesty.
I said it must have been awful."
"It started out awful then got worse. The two cops took me to the back room
where the sheriff was sitting. He said, "Take off all your clothes or we will."
"I didn't want them to touch me so I turned my back to them and took off my coat
but they wouldn't allow that. The Sheriff told me to face them. I was afraid if
I didn't they would strip me so I faced their stares and grinning faces. I took
of my clothes slowly trying to put off being naked as long as possible but the
sheriff said, "That's right Honey. Nice and slow." That made me feel like a
slutty stripper so I hurried to get my bra and panties off. One of the men got
up and pulled my hands behind my back to put handcuffs on my wrists. Another man
got up and came to me then the first man reached in between my arms to grip my
breasts while the other man wrapped his arms around my thighs to carry me over
to the desk. They used a nylon tie to hook my hand cuffs to a desk leg making my
head and shoulders hang over the edge then the two men pulled my legs so wide
apart I thought my hips may dislocate. The sheriff plopped an old fashioned
shaving mug on my stomach then showed me an oldfashioned straight razor while
saying,"You better stay real quiet. This thing can slice off a cuntlip in a
heartbeat."
In spite of the humiliation I froze in position while he shaved off all my pubic
hair even the little bit around my anus. In spite of the humiliation I got wet
since the way he was moving my pussy lips around was like your Dad does to get
me ready for sex. I blushed to my toes when the sheriff laughed and said,"The
slut likes this.She is getting wet."
"They got eyebrow pluckers and searched for any stray hairs. I had a few on my
nipples and it really hurt when they slowly pulled them out."
Then they massaged oil all over my body saying it would soften my skin to keep
it from being cut.I have to admit having them massage my breasts,crotch and butt
all at the same time felt good."
Dad broke in to say,"Of course it did. Those are all erogenous zones."
Mom smiled at him and said,"Thank you for understanding."
Then there was some time left so they had me stand against a wall with my legs
spread to wait while they sat there and discussed my body as if I was some kind
of animal they were thinking of buying.
Finally they put the apron on me and you know the rest."
Don and Marie showed up a little later.She got them coffee then took off the
apron without being asked. They gently caressed the bruises on her body even the
ones on her pussy while she stood there smiling.
Marie said,"You seem to be proud of your welts and bruises."
Mom said,"I am. I think I was really courageous to take all those lashes without
fainting or screaming very much."
Marie said,"You were. That must have hurt like hell."
"It is strange. It was just awful at first but about half way through it didn't
seem so bad. I guess I tuned out or something. I watched the lashes hit me and
felt the pain radiating from them but it was now just a dull pain that seemed to
travel all through me."
Even after the bruises were gone she was changed. She bought a new wardrobe that
was much more revealing and even a thong bathing suit she wore to sunbathe in
the backyard even though she knew the neighbors on all three sides were looking
at her.
There were no more whippings for a couple of weeks and things became normal then
the principal overheard me tell Kelly my folks were going out of town for the
weekend.
That afternoon he called me to his office. He said,"Angel you are a lovely young
lady and could be an asset to the school."
I said,"Thanks, How can I be an asset?"
The whole town would come to see you whipped. The school could make a lot of
money."
I said shocked,"You expect me to take a whipping so the school can make money
willingly?"
"No it has come to my attention that you were caught cheating last year.'
I panicked, that was thirty lashes but worse I was afraid it may change me like
it did Mom. I said,"That isn't fair. You didn't whip then and it wasn't my fault
Marcie looked at my test paper."
Yes Marcie would be here too if she hadn't transferred you were told to guard
your paper and I don't think the law says it can't be retroactive. However I am
willing to offer you an alternative."
Anything seemed better than thirty lashes in front of a crowd of jeering people
so I said resignedly, "What is the alternative."
He took a picture out of his desk and handed it to me saying,"Do you know him?"
I looked at the picture. It was a man about fifty years old with greying hair at
his temples.He looked a little like Clint Eastwood at the same age. I said,"No I
don't know him."
I am surprised he doesn't look familiar to you. He is one of your biggest fans.
He has been watching you lead cheers since you were in the eighth grade. He is
willing to give the school five thousand dollars if you will be his sex slave
for 12 hours."
The idea appealed to me. I had fantasies about fucking an older man since a girl
friend told me they were much better at sex than teen boys but I had a
reservation. "You want me to have sex with him? Won't that make me a
prostitute?"
"No. You should not think about it like that. You don't get the money and
essentially you are forced to do it to avoid a whipping."
"All right. I'll do it. I won't be hurt will I?"
"That is up to you. You will be a sex slave. If you refuse a command you will be
punished."
That didn't worry me. I had sucked a cock and been fucked in my pussy, my ass
and my tits. What else could happen?"
"I don't want to be hurt. I will do anything he wants."
"Actually you will do anything we want. He has asked me to join him."
That still didn't bother me the principal was about forty and was not bad
looking.'
"Okay anything you both want."
"Fine. I will pick you up at eleven AM Saturday morning. The session will last
from noon to midnight."
Should I wear anything special?"
"Yes your cheerleading uniform."
I got up from the chair and said,"Okay. See you Saturday."
I told Kelly about it and was glad that she agreed that was much better than
being whipped and actually she envied me a little.
I was all dressed and ready by ten thirty thinking it woulld be easy to get
naked since I was only wearing the satin top, skirt, and panties.
He picked me up and we drove out of town and up a hill to a big iron gate which
opened majestically when the principal pressed a button and announced himself in
a microphone.
It was a big white house with a great view of our town and the mountains around
it. Mr. Childress was waiting for us under a porch kind of like the White house.
He opened the door and I stepped out. He took my hand and twirled me around
saying,"I am glad you came. You never failed to give me a hard on while
cheerleading."
I was a little surprised since I had never thought cheerleading was especially
sexy. I said,"Thanks, I guess Mr. Childress."
"It was a compliment. From now on you will refer to me as Master and your
principal as Sir. Do you understand?"
I thought that was kind if kinky and said,"Yes Master."
He took us to a huge living room then made drinks for them. I was a little
disappointed thinking a few drinks might make this easier for me.
When they were seated on the couch he said,"Take off your clothes. I have
fanticized about seeing you do your cheer leading routine nude."
When I was with the boys I didn't mind getting naked because they were
undressing too but it was a little embarrassing to take off my clothes while
they stared at me fully dressed.
When I was naked I started my cheerleading routine.When I had clothes on I
didn't think how obscene the splits and back bend and jump splits were.
I was beginning to sweat by the time he said,"Good. I am hard.Crawl over to me
and suck my dick."
God I thought I would get some kisses and fondling before sex. This was really
cold. I got on my hands and knees and started to crawl over to him but he
said,"No. Not on your hands and knees.Crawl over to me on your belly."
I dropped to my belly and began propelling myself to him with a kind of swimming
breast stroke plus pushing with my toes. The thick wool rug was kind of sensual
prickling my breasts, tummy and crotch with each push.
When I got to him he opened his legs then said, Unzip my pants. Take out my cock
and lick it all over before you suck it."
This wasn't like sex at all. I just felt used and may have refused if I hadn't
remembered the warning that I would be punished for refusal.While I licked his
cock I looked up at his face. Rather than the look of excitement Don had worn he
just had a smug smile indicating to me he was enjoying my debasement. Knowing
that made me feel even more humiliated. It seemed to take forever for him to cum
and when he did he pushed my forehead back to spurt his cum in my eyes and nose.
He must not have cum for awhile because there was a lot of it. I felt like
crying over being treated like a common prostitute but didn't want to give him
that satisfaction. I wiped my face with my hands but since there was nothing to
wipe them on I wiped them on my outer thighs.
Master said,"You have soiled yourself. Would you like to be cleaned?"
I said,"Oh yes Master." thinking he may have a kinder side after all."
He led me to an outside shower by the swimming pool. The shower head was a
couple of feet over my head and I saw handcuffs were bolted to it. He lifted my
wrist and snapped the handcuff around it.As he lifted my other wrist I said,"I
don't need to be bound. I love showers."
"I prefer to have you bound, and you spoke to me without saying Master so you
must be punished. Sir Robert would you like to administer the punishment."
"Certainly Master William."
He was carrying a skinny bamboo cane and gave me six fast swats on my butt that
hurt enough to bring tears to my eyes. I sobbed ,"That is a lot of punishment
just for forgetting to say Master."
Master said,"She is really not very smart.She did it again. Give her six more."
I pleaded,"Please Master. I am sorry." I was ignored and six more even worse was
given to me."
Master grabbed my hair to pull my head back and said, "Thank Sir Robert for
helping you remember."
It was terrible to have to thank him for pain but I sobbed,"Thank you Sir
Robert."
Master said, "Let's wash her."
Sir Robert said,"Yes." and I looked at him to see him hand Master one of two
scrub brushes, "I wailed, "No please Master the brushes will take off my skin."
Master said,"No they will just get your skin nice and sensitive for the next
phase."
Cool water began coming out of the showerhead and they started scrubbing. It was
awful I was sure I would be rubbed raw and twisted and struggled to try to move
away from them but pulling away from one just pushed me into the other. Finally
I just hung there sobbing as they scrubbed my entire torso including my pussy
and anus.
They finally stopped and I looked down to see my breasts were red and scratched
but miraculously not bleeding. My breasts,tummy pussy,thighs and butt were
stinging and tingling.
They had me kneel and watched as tears rolled down my cheeks to splash on my
breasts.
I sobbed, "Sir Robert. You lied to me you said I would not be punished as long
as I followed orders."
He said,"Punishment is whipping or caning. This is just to get you sensitive.
Does your skin feel very sensitive?"
"Yes Sir. It feels raw."
"Good. Get the leather strap on the table and ask me to give you two easy lashes
on each breast."
I said, "No. Please no. That will hurt terribly." Then remembered to add "Sir."
"Pity since you are disobeying you will get four hard ones to each breast."
I tried to get up to run away but Master grabbed me and held my arms together
with my elbows touching each other behind my back to make my tits push out.
I watched through tears as the strap flattened and jerked at my breasts hitting
my now super sensitive nipples to make me howl like a tortured animal which is
what I was.
They let me kneel there sobbing until I began to breathe more normally then
Master said,"Ask me to give you four easy ones to your pussy while it is still
sensitive."
I knew now I couldn't refuse and whined,"Please Master. Give me four easy ones
on my pussy."
He patted my head saying,"Good slut."
He put a collar around my neck with a leash and led me like a dog over to a big
ottoman. He had me sit on it then lie back until my head was on the floor. I was
doing a supported back bend.
He patted my tight tummy then said,"Okay do the splits."
I groaned knowing how vulnerable that would make my poor pussy but spread my
legs as wide as I could. He told me to count to four slowly. I said,"One" and I
heard a "Splat" just before I felt a sting. He hadn't lied since it was easy
enough to just sting so I said,"Two." he hit again then said, She is
courageous.Did you see how the lips flattened to allow the strap to hit her
clitoris."
It had stung more but not unbearably. I appreciated his comment on my courage
since it was taking all my will to keep my legs open for him and said,"Thank you
Master."
"You are welcome. Would you like the next one a little harder?"
I didn't know if refusal would earn me four hard ones but didn't want to take a
chance so I said,"Yes Master. Harder."
That one made pain go deep into my womb to make me gasp and flex but weirdly it
also had an element of excitement."
Master smiled and said,"She is a born pain slut. Look how her pussy has made the
strap wet."
I hated the fact he knew this was exciting me and felt I should be punished fo
it. I said,"Another Master. Harder."
On that one I felt the strap go into my slit to hit my clitoris then be dragged
down through it. My effort to punish myself instead brought a crashing orgasm
that made me twist and moan.
Fortunately he interpreted my struggle and moan as pain. He said,"That one
really hurt!" Then he gently played with my protruding clit to continue my
orgasm.
He let me lie thre a few minutes recovering then said,"You have earned a drink."
He led me to the kitchen on my hands and knees then poured a wine cooler into a
dog dish. I was so thirsty I didn't care how humiliating it was and lapped it
all up.
They were in the living room talking to each other when I crawled out. Master
said,"Sir robert has expressed an interest in fucking your asshole. Naturally
you will have to be cleaned first."
I said,"Oh please Master no more scrub brushes."
"No this will just be a simple enema."
Mom had given me a couple of enemas and although humiliating they had not hurt
so I said,"Thank you Master."
I was led on hands and knee to the bathroom and told to get into the tub. I saw
him taking the familiar rubber enema bag with a hose out of the drawer but it
was different than Moms.The bag was twice as big easily capable of holding a
gallon of water and instead of the little black nozzle this had a big rubber
cock with a rubber ball at the end to hold in the water. While Master filled the
bag Sir Robert put grease on the rubber dick that I knew would stretch my
asshole to the max.
They had me lower my head to the floor of the tub with my butt up and Sir robert
began pushing the dick into my ass. I groaned as it stretched my asshole which I
tried to relax.When it was in about eight inches Master released the valve and I
felt cold water going into me. It wasn't bad at first but then the pressure and
coldnees in my guts began to cause cramps. I wailed,"I have cramps it may rip
open my bowel!" Master said,"Only a quart or so more."
He squeezed the bag to force every drop into me The cramps were so bad I was
sure I was being torn up inside.
They had me get up and sit on the toilet and I pulled out the rubber dick.Water
gushed out of me with some farts that made them laugh. Humiliating as it was it
was worth it to get the relief.
They had me get up and we looked at the brown water in the bowl. I was relieved
not to see blood.
Sir Robert said it is pretty brown. She needs another." I whined,"Please Master
but they ignored me and put me back in the tub.
The second was not as bad but then Sir Robert said,She looks a little pregnant.
Lets have her crawl around for awhile to let it slosh and wash."
I said, "Master there is too much pressure. I won't be able to hold the cock in
me."
He said,"I can fix that."
He reached in a drawer and got a roll of duct tape. He put several strips from
my belly button through my legs and up my back to hold in the cock.
They pulled the hose up my back and wrapped it around my neck so the bag hung
down near my boobs then had me crawl around with my distended tummy. It was
horribly humiliating but also painful. The cramps got worse with every moment.
When I began to cry they took me back to the bathroom then ripped off the tape
which pulled out all my crotch hair but it was worth it to get the cock out and
let the water gush.
They took me back to the living room and Sir Robert fucked my ass while Master
knelt in front of me to suck his dick. I don't mind being fucked in the ass and
Sir Roberts dick was smaller than the nozzle but the only way I can get off is
by having the guy fucking me play with my clit or let me do it. Since Master
wanted me to fondle his balls while I sucked. I didn't get off.
I guess they were happy with me because they let me sit between them on the
couch for another drink while they fondled me.
Then I went in the kitchen for three beers for us while they talked. When we
finished the beer Master said, We are both going to fuck you at the same time.
This time with me in your ass and Sir Robert in your pussy. You will be doing
all the work so bring us two straps in case you need incentive to go faster."
I could not imagine how they could do that. They had me alternately suck their
dicks until they couldn't get harder then they laid ont their backs on the floor
and scooted together until their balls were touching and both dicks were
pointing straight up. I straddled them and aimed their dicks into my pussy and
anus. I let myself down until they were buried in me then began lifting up and
down. Master said,"Faster!" and hit my breast with the strap while Robert
spanked my ass. They kept on hitting my breasts and butt no matter how fast I
went but the pain just added to the excitement for me and I got glorious
orgasms.
Master said,"I have had it. I am ready for bed. Take her home."
Incredibly I was a little disappointed. On the way home I realized the only time
I climaxed was when I was being hurt. Maybe I am a pain slut.
The end.
