Lori stared at her daddy in the mirrored headboard. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Here was her Daddy kneeling next to her painfully stretched body on a strange bed holding something over his head. Lori didn't know that the object was called a flogger. She was sure that it would hurt.

Lori squeezed her eyes shut as her daddy swung the leather thongs towards her. She heard the whistling as the leather cut through the air and the harsh slap as the leather hit the mattress inches from her right leg.

Lori had clenched her butt expecting blinding pain. When nothing came she lay still, her eyes closed, hoping that her daddy was just trying to scare her, hoping that he wouldn't do what she already knew he fully intended to do.

Lori felt her daddy get off the bed and opened her eyes. Her daddy was getting something else out of the chest of drawers. He turned and she saw that he was holding something that looked like an oversized balloon in one hand, and a letter opener in his other hand.

Daddy walked slowly towards the bed. His eyes were locked on hers as he drank in her expression of pain and fear. Lori stared at the balloon. It looked like real rubber and was clear. Lori wondered what it was for.

She didn't have to wonder long. Putting the letter opener onto the bed, her daddy grasped Lori under her chin and pulled her head back off of the bed. Straddling her tightly stretched arm, he used his knee to hold her head up. Lori watched in the headboard as he took the balloon in both hands and stretched it until it was large enough to fit over her head.

Lori whimpered as her daddy slipped the balloon over her head and rolled it down onto her forehead. He reached into a pocket and pulled out two wax plugs, which he quickly stuffed put in Lori's ears. Lori saw his hands shaking. He then rolled the balloon down over her eyes and across her nose. Quickly moving his leg out of the way he rolled the hood over her chin and down to her collar.

The hood fit like a second skin. Lori could feel it squeezing her head like a vise. Her eyes were held shut by this latex prison.

The hood smelled like the gag in her mouth tasted. It was already getting uncomfortably warm. Lori was just thinking that it wasn't too bad when she realized that she couldn't breathe. She thrashed her head from side to side and moved her numbed hands and feet. She tried to scream, but didn't have any air. Soon Lori's lungs spasmed, trying to draw in air that didn't exist. Her head swam and she could see white lights behind her tightly closed eyelids.

Just as Lori was about to slip unconscious, she felt something cool and metallic pierce the rubber and go up her nose slightly, first one side of her nose and then the other. She could breathe again!!! She had never felt so excited about air before. She breathed as deeply as she could and found herself calming.

Lori felt two more tugs, both near the top of her head, and her head was jerked from side to side as her daddy freed the pigtails. She could picture her head trapped in the rubber, her eye shadow and lipstick showing clearly through the material, her long lashes plastered to her cheeks reddened by heat and embarrassment.

Lori was concentrating on this when she felt the horrible sting of the flogger on her bare ass. Even stretched as she was, she was able to lift her body completely off of the mattress for a second as the pain flowed through her from her head to her toes. She felt a little spurt of pee escape from inside her.

Lori braced for more pain, but instead felt her daddy lift her pelvis and slip something rough underneath it. Then he slipped something smooth and cool between her body and the rough material. She didn't know that he had just slipped a towel under her followed by a nylon panty.

Lori wasn't expecting her daddy to begin again as the flogger bit into her soft back. Working carefully and with obvious skill, her daddy started at Lori's shoulders and slowly carefully worked his way down her back, over her butt and down her legs to end up flogging her feet. All this time Lori screamed and struggled feebly, begging for the pain to stop. And stop it did.

Lori's back half buzzed with pain and heat. She had never felt pain like this before. Even the wrist she had broken in kindergarten couldn't compare with this. Before she could stop it, her bladder gave way and she peed. The pee soaked the panty that her daddy had laid out to catch it.

Lori laid there breathing as he picked up the panty and put it into a plastic bag and sealed it.

She felt herself being untied. Her spirit brightened, thinking that maybe, just maybe, whatever she was going through was over. Lori was disappointed.

Lori's daddy flipped her over onto her back. She whimpered as the rough material of the mattress brought new pain to her raw back half. Lori didn't resist as she was tied again, stretched on her back in the same way she was on her belly.

Lori screamed again as the flogger bit into her budding titties. Working carefully and slowly as he did on her backside, her daddy started with her shoulders and worked down every inch of her front side. By know the pain was such a part of Lori that she couldn't figure out where the pain ended and everything else began. She fell into a numbness that she had never felt before and stayed numb until he turned the flogger onto her tightly tied mound.

The first blow seemed to be like all the others. Encased in her prison of rubber, Lori had no way to tell what or where the flogger would reach next and so was totally unprepared. On the second blow she arched her back as far as the ropes would allow and let out a scream that could be heard beyond the gag and rubber hood. This spurred on her daddy, and he struck her again and again on her mound until Lori passed into oblivion.

Lori awoke to find that she was still tightly stretched face up on the bed. She tried to move her hands and feet but they had become numb. She breathed deeply and sighed as well as she could through her nose.

She felt her daddy rub something cool on her mound and budding titties. He applied the slave liberally, covering those areas completely. Lori could smell the salve, and the odor brought back some memory that she couldn't quite grasp. It was when the salve started to heat up that she remembered the stuff that her soccer coached used when one of the team had a muscle cramp. It started off cool but then heated up pretty well and the heat worked out the tension in the muscle. She remembered reading the instructions that warned the user to keep the stuff away from sensitive or irritated skin. Her flogged mound and titties were normally very sensitive, but after what they had been through even the cool salve hurt a little when her daddy put it on.

Lori moaned as the heat grew. She tried to beg around her gag, even though part of her knew that it was too late. Once the stuff was applied, she would have to just ride out the pain.

Lori tried to remember how long the effect lasted on her muscles. Then she thanked whatever providence there was that her daddy wasn't using the kind that came in patches.

After what seemed like hours, Lori finally gave in to the pain and passed out.