I settled myself to the floor to watch. Kathleen's eyes widened as she watched Christi and Jane approach with the whips.

She questioned them silently, begging with her eyes for them to release her.

"Please. What are you going to do to us?" she finally asked.

Jane closed her eyes.

"Kathleen. Honey. He's going to make us hurt you. A lot."

"Oh G.o.d. Please. I haven't done anything. Please just let us go. I. I'm not good with pain."

"I'm so sorry. I tried everything to make him not do this to you. I even offered myself in your place. He wants to hear you scream. I don't know why."

"You are going to whip us? G.o.d. How can you do that?"

"I. I don't have a choice. He'll. Punish me if I don't. And eventually, I'll do it anyway. Please don't make it harder than it already is."

Jane moved towards Kathleen and hugged her fiercely. I could hear her soft voice whispering. "Kathleen. It's going to hurt. A lot. Don't hold back. Just scream your heart out. It helps."

"You've been whipped?"

"Yes."

The girls separated.

"I really don't want to do this. But. I just have no choice," Christi spoke to the bound woman in front of her.

"I know."

"You ready?"

Kathleen nodded her head. Bracing herself.

Christi stepped forward with the crop. I heard her whisper, either to herself or Kathleen, "Forgive me."

I heard the whistle of the crop through the air. Watched as the tip crashed heavily into Kathleen's chest. Catching her just above the nipples. A red line appearing immediately. Her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s dancing on her chest. The look of complete shock on her face as she realized that she really wasn't ready for this kind of pain. Her mouth opened and cried out her pain in one long sound.

"Aiiieieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," she screamed wonderfully.

I heard the smaller whip land on Nicole's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She followed her cousin's wail of despair as the pain settled into her body.

Kathleen was crying and pulling at her bound feet and hands. Jane had closed her eyes. Wobbly on her bare feet. Looking decidedly sick about this.

Christi let another fall onto the still crying girl. Kathleen tensed and cried out again.

"Aiiiieeeeee. f.u.c.k. f.u.c.k. f.u.c.k. Please no more. It hurts. Mercy. I'll do whatever you want. Please."

Nicole was simply hysterical as her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were caught again by Jane's strands. She was already broken. Screaming incoherently and crying. Sagging against her handcuffs, pulling Kathleen's arms up painfully through the tether. Not even having the energy to beg.

Kathleen began to beg. "Please. Whoever you are. G.o.d. You have t.i.ts. You know what this feels like. Please no more. I'm begging you. I can't take it."

Christi closed her eyes, bring the crop down against the bound woman's nipples.

She arched backwards and her mouth opened in a soundless scream. Incoherent. Tears falling unheeded down her face. Struggling against the steel and the ropes holding her body helpless.

She finally caught her breath. Crying.

"G.o.d. Please. Stop. No more. I can't take any more. If you have to hit me hit me somewhere else. Not the t.i.ts. You are going to kill me. Please," she whispered. "I'm going to pa.s.s out if you hit me again."

Christi closed her eyes and raised her bare arm again. Having to hit her until I told her to stop. I watched as Jane whipped Nicole's b.r.e.a.s.t.s again. The girl arched with the blow and screamed. But her voice was already getting hoa.r.s.e. Her eyes were closed and she would pa.s.s out with another blow. Both girls. I could tell.

"Hold." I spoke to the nude women. I rose to my feet and approached Christi.

"Thank G.o.d," she whispered. "She was going to pa.s.s out. You f.u.c.king b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Are you f.u.c.king happy?"

Kathleen was slumped in her bonds, hanging from her wrists. Breathing heavily, sobbing at the pain radiating from her chest. I ignored Christi and stood by Kathleen.

"Had enough?"

"Good Christ," she gasped out. "You have no f.u.c.king idea how much this hurts. I want to die."

"You won't die."

"Please. No more. I'll do anything you want. I would have before. You don't have to keep hitting me. Please."

"So, you don't want any more crops to your b.r.e.a.s.t.s?"

"Please. I'm going to pa.s.s out. I almost did on the last one. What do you want from me? I'll f.u.c.k you. I'll let you do anything to me. Anything. You can have me anyway you want me. Just. Stop. Hitting. Me. And Nicole. Please."

"How about your p.u.s.s.y?"

"You can have s.e.x with me. I don't care."

"I meant, instead of your b.r.e.a.s.t.s."

"You want to hit me between the legs? Good G.o.d. Why? Please no more."

I turned to Christi. "Cut her pants off."

Christi just looked at me. "You can't be serious. She'll faint. If you don't destroy her forever."

"Forever isn't very long for her."

"Please. Don't kill me. I swear. I'll be your s.e.x slave forever. I don't want to die." Kathleen interrupted. Probably misinterpreting my forever isn't very long for her comment. Christi had begun to cut the green uniform pants from Kathleen's body. Her long legs were exposed. Her bound feet still encased in white socks and running shoes. Christi took a deep breath and cut the panties off Kathleen in two quick strokes. Kathleen shuddered and begged quietly.

Jane had walked over and put her small hand on my shoulder. She whispered in my ear.

"Please. I'll take her place. You can whip me between my legs."

I turned to her. "Whip?"

She handed it to me.

"Will you stand still while I do it?"

Tears had sprung into her eyes. She slowly spread her legs apart, bare feet gripping the tile. She held her hands easily behind her back. She nodded. Tears running down her cheeks. Waiting for the pain. She closed her eyes.

I casually flicked the strands up between Kathleen's bare legs. She was intently watching, expecting me to hit Jane instead. Her head rocked back and her screech echoed around the store.

"Oh G.o.d. Oh G.o.d. Oh G.o.d. It hurts. Please not another one. I'll do anything. Argh. No. No. No. No. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Argh. s.h.i.t. Please. Whip my t.i.ts. Not my p.u.s.s.y anymore. Oh G.o.d. I'm going to die. I can't take this. Please. Oh G.o.d. Please. The pain."

Jane stood in her stance. Tears rolling down her cheeks. Knowing that she failed. And not being able to look.

I knelt down. There were faint red marks running across Kathleen's thighs, her lips and through her light pubic hair. She was moaning and trying to ease the terrible pain. I hadn't even hit her very hard. Still not really knowing how hard I could hit her without causing damage. It didn't look like any strands had penetrated the protection of her outer lips.

I let her rest. Jane had returned to her feet. "You are such a b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

All the girls were in pain. I didn't pay any mind to the name calling.

Finally, Kathleen turned her red eyes towards me. Pleading. A hurt expression on her tear streaked face.

"Please?" she whispered.

"Please what?"

"Please stop hitting me. I swear I'll do whatever you want. I don't even know what you want."

"What if I told you I wanted you to o.r.g.a.s.m for me?"

"I'll m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e for you. I'll f.u.c.k myself. I swear it. Just let my hands free. I'll do it however you want me. On my knees? On my back? I don't care."

"What if I had Christi rub you instead?"

"You'll stop whipping me? Having them whip me?"

"For now."

"Yes. I'll do my best to climax for you. I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Christi? Care to give your tongue a work out?"

"Not really."

I turned to her. The blonde woman was standing there crying. Shaking.

"Come on," said a little more gently. "After she climaxes, I'll let them both go."

"You promise?"

I nodded. I fully intended to let the girls go after this. I'd just about gotten as much out of them as I could. Without one of them going insane.

"Don't hit her while I'm doing this. Okay? She'll pa.s.s out. Please, I don't want to be punished for not being fast enough. Please?"

I nodded again. I'd lay off Kathleen. She did look like she couldn't take much more. She seemed to have a low pain tolerance. The only reason the girl hadn't pa.s.sed out was sheer will power which simply wasn't going to last much longer. Jane would have been able to take three times as much before she even started to beg.

Christi sank to her knees in front of Kathleen. I saw Kathleen try to close her legs instinctively. Tears running down her face.

Christi gazed up at the frightened girl above her.

"Kathleen? Honey? I don't want to do this any more than you want it done to you. He's not going to hurt you while I'm down here. You just try and relax and enjoy it. Okay?"

"It's okay. I understand. I'll do my best to hurry."

Christi's head tilted up and she ran her tongue down the lips in front of her. Spreading them with her fingers. I watched as her tongue darted inside and flicked at Kathleen's c.l.i.toris. Within moments, Kathleen was pressing her bound body into Christi's mouth and tongue. Flushing. Within minutes, she had tensed, holding her breath, and climaxed heavily. The fastest that I'd ever seen a woman climax. Especially a woman in pain. Her p.u.s.s.y had to still be tender from my kisses with the whip.

Christi rocked back on her bare heels. A self satisfied smile on her lips. Working her tongue back and forth. Happy that she hadn't had to spend a half hour between the other girl's legs.

"You getting better at that?" I asked her.

She blushed. "Maybe. But she was really wet. Didn't take much."

Kathleen blushed bright red in her bonds. I idly wondered if she just liked girls, or whether she was yet another one that got excited by the pain.

I walked up to Kathleen. "You alright?"

"No. I hurt like I've been run over by a truck. Are you going to let us go now? Please? Haven't I done enough for you?"

"I don't know. Weren't you going to f.u.c.k me?"

"I will. If it will get me closer to getting out of here. G.o.d my t.i.ts hurt."

"Christi. Jane. Come here."

The nude women padded over. I reached up and released Kathleen's right wrist. She immediately dropped her hand to her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Cradling them. Tears still falling down her face. I placed Christi's left wrist into the cuff I'd just released. I released Kathleen's left wrist and placed Jane's right hand into it. Christi and Jane stood quietly with their arms extended above them. Wondering what I was up to.

"I have to cuff you," I spoke a little more gently to Kathleen.

Kathleen, with an effort, held her arms out in front of her. I was surprised that she was even able to stand. I gently turned her around. Slipping the cuffs on her behind her back. She kicked off her shoes, using her toes. Not bothering with the socks. I had no idea why sh' had done that. Antic.i.p.ating getting raped, perhaps she thought she'd be more comfortable without her shoes.

I guided her off to the side. Her stocking feet swishing ahead of me. A little distance from Nicole, Jane and Christi, I stopped her.

She looked into my eyes. Tears still falling down her face.

"Please. I don't want to do this."

"That's alright. I won't force you to. I can put you back on the tether line. I can always have s.e.x, whenever I want. I don't have to force you."

"Are you going to hurt me more, if I choose to go back? Are you going to hurt me until I have s.e.x with you?"