This fictional story takes place in an elite college in the south of England. All the girls are in their final term of college and are 18 years old.

“Glenda you are a star. Your punishment would have been much less if you had ratted on us. We owe you. I had not heard of them giving 24 with the cane. Tell us all about it and we will try and soothe that sore bottom.”

“Well it was not actually 24 with the cane. Miss Taylor and Miss Burt offered me what they called a 4 times 6. I had no idea until they showed me the cane, the heavy strap, what they called a tawse and a lightweight flogger. They said that I could chose 6 with each or 24 with the cane. I thought it was a no brainer and confirmed the 4 times 6.”

“Sounds a very good choice and a surprising offer from them.”

“I had not asked any questions and realized that I was not sure I knew what I had agreed to when they told me to hold my hands out to receive 6 with the heavy strap. The pain was worse than I thought. After that they asked me to remove my blouse and bra so that the tawse could be applied to my breasts. While I was very worried at the thought, I was, for the first time in my life really appreciative of having a nearly flat chest.”

“They may be small but they are a beautiful shape. I wish mine were as firm as yours. Let’s see how they stood up to their punishment and see if we can help with a little of this cream.”

Glenda only hesitated briefly before stripping to the waist. Her breasts were small with good-sized nipples, which looked imposing on her breasts.

“They had clearly used the tawse before. Only one of the six strokes missed your nipples. Let’s get some cream all over your gorgeous boobs. Are they always as red as they are now?”

“No they are usually very pale but the pain has not only made them red they feel as hard as rock.”

Sam had been doing all the talking to Glenda but is was June and Jan that started to apply the cream very carefully to Glenda who was now laying on her back. They avoided the nipples for the first minute, working closer and closer with each movement.

“That is wonderful. No one has ever shown interest in my breasts let alone massaged them. Can you just keep that up for a minute or two?”

“Of course we certainly owe you that. Girls those nipples look like they need lots of cream applied very gently.”

The next few minutes found Sam stroking Glenda’s hair while the other two girls caressed layers of cream onto her breasts concentrating on the sore looking stripes. Glenda closed her eyes feeling very close to her new friends.

“What happened after they flogged you nipples?”

“They positioned me over Miss Taylor’s desk having stripped me of all my clothing. I was told to keep my legs well apart. Miss Taylor sat on her chair and held my hands so I was stretched taut across the desk. Miss Burt then caned me harder and more painfully than I could believe. I did not have time to settle myself as she applied three quick strokes. I then had time to feel the whole horror as the pain radiated out from the stripes. The two of them changed places while commenting on how my bubble bottom was beautifully toned and a pleasure to see under the cane. Miss Taylor then applied the other three strokes from the other side of me. Her technique was different with enough time between strokes to whisper in my ear what a good girl I was being. Her breathing was labored and I did wonder if she was aroused.”

“I am sure you would like some of the cream applied to your bottom, wouldn’t you Glenda?”

“I am not sure I could stand any contact. My bottom is large at the best of times but right now it feels swollen to twice the size.”

Even while indicating that she did not want to have any cream on her bottom, she was pulling her skirt and college panties off in one action. She kept her bottom facing her three friends as she lay on her stomach. The three girls drew breath in unison as the extent of the damage to Glenda’s firm but large bottom came into sight.

“Boy they did a job on your arse didn’t they? Thank goodness you did not take 24 on your bottom, it could have killed you. Let me try and ease the pain you are obviously in. I will be ever so gentle. Jan and June will massage your shoulders to relax you as much as possible.”

The cream felt ice cold on her burning bottom. Initially, she coated all the areas other than the six, distinct, long, ugly, red and purple lines. It seemed to Glenda to be cooling the area a little. She did jump the first time a stripe was gently creamed but settled as she realized that there was a soothing affect. It took a number of minutes before Sam said

“I think that should help reducing the bruising over the next few days. A daily application is recommended. What happened after the caning?

“I can not tell you. I am sure they set out to maximize my embarrassment and humiliation. They were more successful than I care to say.”

“Don’t beat yourself up. Pain can break your will and you had really suffered. It may make you feel better about yourself if you just let it all out to us. You are amongst friends here.”

“Thanks, I know you are trying to help, but I am not sure. I would just relive the embarrassment and humiliation. I can tell you the basics. They laid me on my back and told me to open my legs. Miss Taylor first sniggered then burst out laughing. She said that in all her years she had never seen any pussy in the state mine was. Miss Burt pointed to my clit and said it was the biggest and most erect she had seen. They said horrible things about me that I will not repeat. I have at all times become very wet and swollen when aroused. I have never seen anybody else’s clit but I know mine does grow extraordinarily. Their comments made it clear to me that they intended using the flogger on my defenseless pussy.”

“Let us see what they did to you, we may be able to help with pain control.”

Glenda nervously turned on her back, opened her legs and covered her eyes. She was aware of a sharp intake of air from Sam.

“Oh my dear what the hell did they do to you. It looks like someone has applied suction to your whole pussy and tried to turn it inside out. I have never seen one so red, swollen and wet. They must have worked on your clit for ever to get it that size.”

“I told you it is far to embarrassing to discuss. Miss Taylor sat on my stomach facing my feet. My legs were bent at the knees and held spread very wide by Miss Taylor. Miss Burt then told me they would whip my pussy six times. After each one I had to thank them and ask for the next whipping. My whole existence exploded when the flogger first made contact. It was centered right on my clit. I have no words for the pain. I did manage to quietly make the required response, only to be told that it was too quiet and that therefore it would not count. I shouted the response after the next three attacks. At this they changed places while discussing how I had no control over my sexual cravings and would probably be pregnant before my nineteenth birthday. I was in agony but aware that my whole pussy was pulsating as if in response to the pain. Miss Burt seemed reluctant to finish proceedings but did apply the flogger from a very different angle. She asked me how I felt exhibiting myself in such a wanton way.”

“You poor girl you must have been desperate to get it over?”

“That was the lowest point. I was in total disarray. The pain was overwhelming every nerve in my body. I don’t know if the pain, the humiliation or what, drove it but I knew that I would orgasm if they carried on hitting me. This frightened me on so many levels. I had never experienced an orgasm while with anyone else. I knew I would die of humiliation if their punishment brought me off. The most worrying thing was that I often squirt wildly if I experience a strong orgasm. Then the realization of the scariest thing hit me, I wanted to orgasm.”

“What the hell happened?”

“Please don’t question me, you will never find out or see me as a friend ever again.”

“Pain and extreme sexual frustration could lead most of us to do very humiliating things.”

“I actually asked them to let me climaxed. I made my response very quietly. It had the desired effect as I was informed that my flogging was not over. I requested the same thing two more times, with the same response. I was so close after these extra floggings when just enough sanity returned to my pain and pleasure addled brain. I pleaded with them to stop. The conversation they then had seemed to be them trying to decide whether they would carry on any way, as they were so excited about the prospect of me being forced to cum. The conclusion was that they asked me whether I wanted them to, as they put, it finish me off. I was just strong enough to almost politely decline.”

“Did they honour your decision or did they humiliated you further by forcing you to orgasm.”

“I think they panicked and told me to get dressed and leave immediately. I was out of there on very weak legs as quickly as I could manage in the state I was in. I was so close to orgasm I was frightened that as I stood up it might happen spontaneously.”

“It is little surprise that your pussy is now in the state that it is. If your clit wasn’t deep red, in fact nearly purple, and frighteningly swollen from all the abuse I would offer to relieve you myself now.”

“I am beyond any wondered of anything but to be allowed to cum. I know I look like by pussy and clit have been through a shredder while having a pressure washer applied. Yes the flogging was extreme but as I said earlier my pussy gets very swollen and wet when I am aroused. My clit is bigger than I have ever seen but it is at all times big when I am close to cumming. Could the three of you restore my faith in human nature and just very gently caress my nipples and my clit?”

“We would be delighted to help you, Glenda, we owe you so much. Given what you said I suggest you move down the bed so you feet are on the floor. If you do squirt we can at all times mop up the wooden floor. Girls, please be super gentle with Glenda’s nipples but tease them with either fingertips or tongues. I can not wait to play with this beautiful extraordinary clit.”

The stimulation applied by the three girls would normally have been described as irritatingly teasing but Glenda immediately responded as if she was in total bliss. After a couple of minutes she stirred from her daze and said

“Sam that is beyond anything I have ever experienced. I will cum very quickly if you carry on. I am desperate to cum but will never experience a state of body and mind as erotic as I am now. Would you please just slow me down a little so that I can enjoy it for a bit longer?”

Sam was not sure how she could slow her desperate friend down. In an inspired moment she reached for her very fine paintbrush that was beside the bed. Due to the length of the thick clit she was able to apply paint stokes from the base to the head of the angry looking clit. She stopped at the head and stroked back down to the retracted tight hood. The next half a dozen strokes were so light that Sam was not sure whether the brush was in contact half the time. Glenda’s gentle straining of her hips suggested that whatever contact was being made was perfect. Glenda was mewing and groaning for what could have been seconds or hours, she had no idea.

“If this is heaven then I want to die right now. Don’t stop, don’t stop that is fabulous. I think I can just hold back for a short time. Please bite those tender nipples I need them to hurt as I orgasm. Sam please suck and nibble my clit now. It is starting deep in my body and all the pain in the world can not stop me now.”

Sam decided to treat the clit just like a small prick. She sucked it into her mouth and licked its length. When Glenda’s hips starting pumping up and down as if trying to fuck an invisible prick Sam increased the pressure with her lips and teeth ensuring the clit could not escape. The noise being emitted from Glenda’s mouth sounded as if she was being murdered. The three girls acting in unison fought the movements of the thrashing Glenda ensuring the almost rough contacts were not lost. Glenda’s eyes were seeing nothing as wave after wave drove through her helpless body.

The waves slowed down but seemed to get even more intense until Glenda swore loudly thrust her hips so violently she deposited Sam on the floor. The first jet that squirted forcefully from her arced six foot in the air and over Sam’s head. The next was slightly less forceful. Sam was soaked and shocked. Instinct took over and she closed her mouth over the source. She had little option other than to shallow as much of the final three jets as she could manage.

A completely defeated and shocked Glenda was distraught at what had happened until she realized that her friends were buzzing with excitement. They were all naked within seconds. Glenda could only make out a sea of bodies making very happy very sexy noises.

She orgasmed three more times over the next two hours with pictures of her earlier humiliation and punishment invading her every wondered.