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                            HORSE PUNISHMENT

While Mom and Dad and my brother and sister were in town I decided to go
for a ride on his new stallion. It was really fast so I decided to go to
one of our larger pastures so I could really let it out although I had
been warned there were gopher holes that could trip a horse.
As we were galloping the horse's foot went into a hole and it flipped
forward flinging me off its back to land hard on my back knocking the wind
out of me. When I could breathe again I went back to the horse and was
shocked to find it lying lifeless with a broken neck.
To my shame I didn't feel sorry for the poor horse but only could think of
how mad Dad would be. He had spanked me really hard just for little
offenses I couldn't imagine what he may do for this terrible thing.
One of our cowhands who saw me while fixing the fence came over to me to
ask if I was alright and when I said I was he said,
 "Girl you are in a lot of trouble. We were counting on that horse to
improve the herd and also sell sperm. Because of it's loss your Dad may
have to lay off some of us cowhands,"
That just increased my guilt. Dad had said our ranch was on the raggy edge
and needed all the income it could get.
I trudged back to the house and waited in the kitchen with my fear
building until they came home.
When I heard his car I ran out crying, to confess telling them it was not
my fault but just bad luck.
Dad got instant mad and yelled, "What in the Hell do you mean it wasn't
your fault! I didn't give you permission to ride that horse and you have
been told over and over to only walk the horses in that field because of
the gopher holes. You have hurt the entire family and even the cowhands.
This is far too bad for a simple spanking. I am going to think about it
tonight and at noon tomorrow you will get the worst punishment of your 19
years."
That was terrible. I would have all night to build up fear of what may
happen to me. My sister was no help saying that she hoped I was blistered
and my little brother was worse saying that he hoped this time i would be
completely naked instead of just pants down. I knew he would love that.
The little pervert peeked at me while i changed clothes or showered at
every opportunity but Dad had never done that before and I didn't think he
might now. It scared me though when my little brother said he was going to
Dad to offer suggestions for my punishment.
I was so scared I went to bed early to avoid all the hateful looks of my
family but I couldn't sleep for hours.
I didn't wake up until about ten AM and dresseed in my thickest cotton
panties and jeans hoping that if he used a switch or quirt he may allow me
to wear clothes.
I went down to the kitchen where Mom was cooking a big pot of baked beans
and was making potato salad. Dad was at the table and told me to sit down
as he had decided on my punishment.
When I was seated He said sternly, "I have decided that since you have
injured everyone on the ranch they should all participate in your
punishment. Your brother reminded me you were bashful so I have decided
you will be hung naked from the crossbar in the corral and everyone will
give you two lahes apiece with the reins of the horse you killed."
I wailed,"Oh God no Daddy! Not naked! Those cowhands stare at me if i just
wear shorts. I can't take all those lashes. That will be 88 you have never
hit me over twenty!"
Dad just grinned at Mom and said, "It looks like I picked the perfect
punishment. She never complained this much about a spanking."
I appealed to mom crying, "Please Mom don't let him do this!"
She said, "Don't come crying to me. You know you desrve it and I have been
telling your Dad you don't seem to mind the spankings anymore."
That was true in a way. I hated the spankings but I did like the hug after
to let me know I had been forgiven and the tingle after that sometimes
prompted me to lock myself in my room to masturbate.
He explained the cooking by saying, "We are having the boys up for a
little barbecue before your punishment."
I could hardly believe they were going to make a party out of my ordeal!
I cried, "How can you do this! It will make it worse having those raunchy
cowhands telling me they will enjoy my punishment. I won't be hungry."
Dad said, "Oh you won't be eating. You will be on display."
At around eleven oclock Dad said, "It is time Allene."
I tried to be brave but I hung back when I saw the rope with padded horse
hobbles at the end hanging ominously from the crossbar over the entrance
to
the corral. He dragged me the rest of the way easily since I am only 5'4"
and weigh a 105lbs next to his 6 feet and 200. He told me to undress and I
blushed to my toes as I took them off clumsily since I had never been
naked outside before and never in front of a man.
When I was naked he buckled the hobbles on my wrists. I noticed the new
holes in the leather to make them fit tight. He oulled my arms up to lift
my 
35D boobs and narrow my 22 inch waist then made it even worse by tying my
legs open to stakes he had put in the ground to keep me from clenching my
legs together to hide my sex.
He left me there sweating from the hot sun and my nevouseness.
A few minutes later the cowhands began arriving. They grabbed beers and
then came to me to fondle my private parts and talk about me as if I was
just an animal. In spite of the terrible embarrassment I found myself
becoming excited as their rough callused hands roamed over me and was
proud that they said I was beautiful. For some time I hung there as more
and more cowboys came to fondle me as my rotten little brother sat on the
corral fence and giggled.
Just before noon Dad came to me and draped leather reins about an inch
wide an 1/4 inch thick over my shoulders to lie on my nipples saying,
"Since we have so many people I have decided to save time. Two will hit
you at once."
Fear returned as I knew the sensual feeling of the leather on my nipples
would soon turn to pain.
Mom came out holding a basket full of pieces of paper and said, "Okay
guys. Pick a number to see where you will be in the line."
The cowboys fell all over themselves scrambling to get their number. As
they picked numbers they sorted themselves out and i looked at what seemed
to be an endless line forming of the forty cowboys plus my family.
Finally one and two was picked and two cowboys got on each side of me.The
one on my right said breathlessly. "Should we hit her front too?"
Dad said, "Sure. If all these lashes just hit her butt she will end up
bleeding. Spread them around."
Slim had number one and gave me two across my butt cheeks. To my surprise
there was just a small sting not nearly as bad as Dad's paddle and I
thought it may not be as bad as I feared but then Dad said, "Shit Slim!
She is here to be punished not tickled!"
That emboldened the other cowboy and there was two sharp stings across the
front of my thighs to make me gasp.
My rotten little brother was third and got my front. He giggled as he hit
across both my nipples to see my boobs jump and then brought his second up
from the ground to hit across my labia to start a precedent. From then on
nothing was sacred and I became hysterical as they concentrated on my
tender inner thighs, my tight tummy, my boobs and my pussy causing me to
shriek when the tip intered my slit to rip at my clit until I was just a
mass of pain reddened and sweating profusely from the heat of the leather
and my struggles. Toward the end I was so exhausted I just quivered and
groaned as the leather dug in. It seemed endless but finally it was over
and thankfully they took pity on my poor welted body and began caressing
salve on me which killed the residual pain in a few moments. To my own
amazement the caresses brought me to orgasm. I hoped they didn't notice.
                            end

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