Slut Reform 5
When I woke up I felt really guilty so I went downstairs and saw Dad sitting at
the kitchen table. I went to him and knelt at his feet.
I began to cry and sobbed out, "Dddaddy I am still a slut. You must punish me
even more."
Dad patted my head and said, "Allene. I give up. Seeing you ask for more
punishment as torn up as you were made me sick. I called our Priest and he
suggested a school that may be able to cure you. He will be over to pick you up
at five."
"Oh Daddy I don't want to leave you But if the school will help me. I will go."
"I hope it will child. If not maybe you are just destined to be a slut and will
be happy placed in a whorehouse."
That thought made me sick and I planned to do my best to reform.
My brothers came downstairs and Dad told them what he had done.
Mike said, "Oh God Dad that is really extreme. Let us have one more chance."
George said, "Yeah Dad we still have more ideas."
I pleaded, "Yes Dad. Please give them another chance. I think I am close to
reform."
"All right but I don't want to see it. Take the pickup and take her deep into
the forest where no-one can see you."
"Allright! Sis go put on a blouse and skirt cause we will have to stop in town
for gas. We will load up the pickup."
I went up and as told put on a dark blouse and a skirt They didn't mention under
wear so that was all I put on except for tennis shoes. I ran down and sat in the
truck watching them bring out boxes and rope. I realized that in the woods we
would surely find a tree like in the picture and imagined being hung on it.
Rather than scaring me the idea excited me.
They finally had all the stuff they wanted and we went downtown for gas. at the
gas station George said, "Let's start out with a little humiliation. There is a
lot of guys filling up. Here let me fix you up. "
He unbuttoned my blouse then pulled it out of my skirt to tie it in a knot just
under my boobs. that left practically all of my boobs exposed. then he had me
lift up and undid the waist of my skirt so he could fold it until it was so
short it barely covered my buttcheeks. He pulled down the waist until if I had
hair it would have shown over the top. He told me to get out and fill the truck
making sure I stayed bent over while I filled it to give everybody a good view.
It shouldn't have bothered me, after all I had been naked for days but in public
in that busy gas station made me blush with embarrassment. They had me fill both
tanks to keep me out there as long as possible while guys stared and made
detours on the way to the cashier to be closer to me. When both were full Mike
gave me money and told me to go in and pay for it. There was a huge line and now
guys were really close and since I am short all of them were tall enough to see
down into my blouse. I blushed again knowing very little was hidden.
A woman paid for her gas then turned to see me. She frowned and said, "That is
the sluttiest costume I have ever seen. You should go home and put on decent
clothing."
That made me mad. After all this was not my idea and I glared at her and said,
"Too bad you don't have the body to wear something like this."
That made the guys laugh and she huffed out saying "Bitch!"
I finally got to the head of the line and the boy at the register got so
flustered seing me he had trouble making change. I thought that at least if I
was going to be a whore I had the body for it."
When I got back to the truck George said "Drop some change and bend over and
pick it up."
I did and it scattered so I had to bend over several times mooning everyone.
When I got inthe truck George laughed and said, "Did you see that old guy. I
thought his eyes were going to bug out."
I said, "That was mean. It was really embarrassing."
"Hell sis. You are a slut. That is what sluts do."
"But I don't want to be a slut."
"I know, we will do our best to help you."
We went up on a logging road then started out cross country The big four wheel
drive pickup just tore through the brush and Mike just had to dodge trees and
rocks. After about five miles Mike suddenly slammed on the brakes. He said,
"Look does that look familiar?"
He pointed at a dead tree with one limb sticking out just like the tree in the
book.
I said, "Oh yes. it is like the tree in the book but you know my whip like the
one in the book doesn't hurt enough."
Mike said, "I know. I pulled the ferrules off two bamboo fishing poles. They
will hurt."
We got out of the truck and George took off my blouse and skirt. It was a nice
day and the breeze felt good. He said You can leave on your shoes there are a
lot of stickers and things."
I said, "Good." I defiantly took them off and put them on my clothes in the
truck.
There were a lot of stickers and thorns. By the time we got to the tree thorns
covered most of the bottom of my feet to make it agony to walk but I refused to
pull them out.
Mike put some wrist cuffs on me he had made from dog collars with sheepskin
glued to them. They felt soft and I knew I could hang for hours without having
my wrists cut. He threw the rope over the limb and tied the end to my cuffs then
rolled over a small log to tie my ankles widely apart. George leaned the
fishpoles against the tree. I looked at them and shuddered. They were about
seven feet long and came to sharp points at the ends. Then he pulled down the
rope until my arms tightened and tied it to the tree.
I said, "Aren't you going to lift me off the ground. I know you love to see me
stretched."
"For sure but we are going to play first. We want to do things to you we
couldn't at home."
They began fondling me rubbing and poking my pussy and asshole and squeezing my
breasts and pinching the nipples.
I whined, "Don't do that. It feels good."
"I know we want you to feel good. It will make the whipping worse.
They kept playing until I was so excited their fingers were making slurpy sounds
as they twisted three fingers in it them rubbed my juices on my asshole. They
dropped their pants and drove their hard dicks into my pussy and asshole at the
same time. It felt wonderful as I felt their dicks colliding inside me. Just as
I was about to cum on that terrible edge just before going over the cliff Mike
jerked out of me and shot cum on my thigh saying. "I don't want you to get
pregnant."
George said "I don't have to worry about that back here."
I had no idea there were so many sensitive nerves in my asshole. It really felt
good and I began clenching my buttcheeks to tighten my anus on his dick. He
moaned,"Oh yeah. do that."
Mike began scraping his cum off my thighs to feed it to me. I licked it off his
fingers enjoying the exquisite degradation. George said "Arghh" and shot his
sperm inside me then pulled out to wipe his dick off between my asscheeks.
They shared a beer then began lifting me. The log tied to my ankles made me
stretch even more and I thought my shoulder joints may be pulled out of their
sockets. George held one of the poles against me and watched as the point slid
down me to just above my breasts. He said. "Perfect. Tie her off there."
Mike said, "This is gonna hurt. We will both hit you at once so you will get two
lashes at a time."
"Ooh it will hurt! How many will you give me?"
"I have no idea. We are going to hit you until every inch of you is striped from
the top of your tits to mid thigh."
"Oh good. Make big welts I deserve them."
"Yeah we will try not to let the welts cross each other because that will
probably make them ooze blood. If we do though I brought a couple of gallons of
Mom's salt water in an insecticide sprayer."
"I moaned, "Make them cross. Make them cross a lot!"
They began slowly circling me making me scream as the poles dug in at two places
at once. I found sensitive places I had not even thought about like my armpits
and my belly button. it seemed to go on for hours until my screams went hoarse
and I just made gurgling noises as they stood in front of me hitting making sure
there was not one white place. George even held my ass crack open so Mike could
get all of that.
Finally Mike said, "I think that does it. I don't see any white places do you?"
"No. I don't even see any unwelted places. She is tough, there is only blood on
her tits, belly button and pussy."
Mike said, "How are you doing sis?"
I was so hoarse from screaming I could only whisper, "I have never hurt so bad
in my life."
"Oh you can hurt more. Get the sprayer George."
I could hurt more. They began spraying the salt water on me and my whole body
caught fire. I could only make hoarse screams and twist in agony.
They let me down until my feet were on the ground then tied off the rope. I
don't think I would have had the strength to stand without the help of the rope.
They went over and sat on a stump to drink beer and watch me baking in the now
hot sun. I don't know what good I thought it wuld do but I began to twist and
flex my muscles trying desperately to lessen the pain.
George said, "Look she is dancing for us."
"Yeah and the little bitch has me horny. Let's fuck her again."
I moaned, "Oh no."
This time Mike went behind and ripped open my burning asscheeks with his
callused hands and drove his dick into me ripping the tender membranes. George
jammed his dick into my swollen and stinging pussy.
It hurt awful at first but then it began to feel really good in spite of the
fact they were squeezing and jerking on my poor welted boobies.
George said, "I don't believe this. In spite of the pain she is getting real
wet."
Mike said, "Maybe it is because of the pain. She is wet back here too but that
is from her blood."
Mike was right I guess. the fucking really hurt with their sweaty bodies rubbing
on my welts and their dicks jerking on my pussy made tight by the swelling of
the whipping but I was excited. Really excited! In only moment I had an orgasm
then another and another each stronger than the last.
George got alarmed and caid, "Jesus. We better stop. She is having convulsions."
Mike retorted, "Duhh. She is just cumming stupid."
"Jesus. Really? Nothing stops her from cumming."
When they came they returned to the stump and finished their beer.
When I calmed down I said hoarsly,"Please give me a drink. I am dying of
thirst."
Mike said, "I don't doubt that. You must have sweat out about a quart with the
whipping and fucking and now the hot sun. What will you do for us if we give you
a beer?
"Anything!"
"Ok we will turn you loose."
They untied me then told me to kneel. Thorns dug into my knees but I didn't
protest knowing they wouldn't care."
"Ok. Look up and open your mouth. I will give you a couple of gulps then you can
have the bottle when you finish your task."
He poured the beer in my mouth and I gulped greedily not wanting to lose one
drop. He took it away and I beggged for more but he told me I would have to wait
until I did what he told me."
He said, "I want you to lick the sweat off my inner thighs and balls then lick
and suck your blood and shit from my dick. If it should get hard you may suck
it."
That was so gross I was sure a whore wouldn't do it but I did. His dick tasted
mostly just salty so I guessed there was more blood than shit on it. It did get
hard so I sucked it until he continued the humiliation by shooting his cum on my
face then having me scrape it off with my fingers and eat it.
George wanted the same thing only with the addition of licking the sweat off
between his asscheeks and his anus. I knew then why boys have skidmarks on their
shorts I tasted something bad that must have been shit. That seemed especially
humiliating.
At least that satisfied them and Mike gave me the beer which I drank savoring
every drop. They said I could sit on the stump to rest but that was awful too
since sitting on all my welts brought back the pain. I got up again and Mike
said, "Butt a little too sore to sit on?"
"Yes. everything is sore. You guys were really mean."
"Hey we just tried to help but obviously it was not enough since you still got
orgasms."
"I coudn't help it. It really hurt bad at first but then it began to feel good.
I just hate my body. It is always betraying me."
"Nasty body! We will make it sorry. I have another idea. We are going for a ride
but first help us gather pine cones."
They had some feed sacks and we began to pick them off the ground to throw them
into the truck. In a little while the whole floor was covered. They found a
couple of lmbs and cuffed them to my ankles in wrists so I was again X shaped.
Then they picked me up and laid me face down in the truck. The pine cones dug
into my whole front but I found I could carefully scrape cones out of the way
for my knees and got up on all fours."
George said, "This is not going to work."
"Sure it will. Tie her arm limb to the cago hooks and I will tie her ankle limb
to the ones at the front."
They hooked the rope around the hooks in the truck and just to be mean slowly
pulled them tight dragging my body out straight so the sharp cones slowly dug
into my legs then arms then my boobs and finally my tummy. Even lying quietly
hurt and I whimpered, "How long do I have to lie here. It really hurts! The
sharp points are digging in to me."
"Just a few miles."
I suddenly remembered with horror that he said we would go for a ride. That damn
truck rode so hard it was like it had no springs. I knew I would be bouncing on
the cones and cried, "No. God no. The cones will tear me up."
George just grinned and said, "Don't worry we still have some salt water."
That thought made me cry again and I strained to lift myself off the cones as
much as possible. That was fruitless. As soon as the truck began rolling over
the rough ground and rocks My body began to slam against the cones. I tried to
hold myself tight to the floor to avoid the impact but that didn't work either.
I think he purposely hit rocks and swerved to make me slide on the cones. In a
short time my whole front felt raw.
When they stopped I was crying hysterically but they just lifted me out of the
truck and laid me on my back on a huge stump and began drenching my front with
the saltwater setting me on fire from my ankles to the very tops of my boobs.
There was extra sharp burns at my nipples and clit so I knew they had bled as
well.
Eventually the burning lessened then stopped. They began carressing my wet body
with their hands and in spite of all the cuts it felt good.
"George said, "Shit. Even that didn't work. Her cunt is getting slippery."
"Yeah I guess Dad was right. Let her dry out in the sun and then we will dress
her and take her home.
They left me in the hot sun until it felt my skin was shrivelling from the heat
then dressed me and took me home.
End part 5
