Dad said "Well!"

"Oh yes. Thank you for whipping me, boy's. You did a good job. I feel better now about cheating you out of the food money."

Dad added, "We won't have to worry about her spending habits for awhile. She is not to wear any clothes until I tell her it is alright. That will keep her close to the house."

It helped my sex life too. When we got home from school the boys could not watch her moving around dusting and such naked before they took me to the woods for sex and games.

It seemed to help my folks sex life as well. We all noticed they went to bed sooner. The boys spent a lot of time at the keyhole. I always knew right away when they learned something new as they tried it out on me the next day. This was almost always a very pleasant experience for me as it usually meant new positions or ways to keep all my holes busy at the same time.

They learned something new one night that was not so pleasant. They had overheard my dad saying my mom was not trying hard enough to give him a good blow-job and devised a method to improve her performance.

I learned about it the next day. They tied me in a kneeling position with my back to a tree, My hands tied behind it and a rope around my waist to inhibit any movement. I knew from experience that I would be giving them blow-jobs tied in this manner, There was a new twist.

Joe explained, "We think you are getting lazy on your blow- jobs. It is taking too long for us to come. To get you to work harder Tommy will stick a pin in your nipples every ten seconds until I come. I will do the same for him. Open your mouth."

They had brought Mom's pin cushion which held hundreds of pins. I didn't really get ten seconds because they would just count to ten and stick in a pin. It hurt and kept on hurting although after so many pins were in my nipples adding others didn't make that much difference. After about ten pins I got into the pain and became excited enough to want them and was starting to come by the time it was Tommy's turn. I went at him so greedily I think I scared him because he lasted much longer than usual.

When they both fell back I looked down to see there were more needles stuck in my nipples than were left in the pin-cushion. They saw I was coming and left them in while they played with my clitoris until I just couldn't come anymore and begged them to stop.

They slowly pulled out the pins. Some of them were buried clear to the head. They counted them as they took them out. Joe announced that it had taken fifty pins to get them off. If I didn't do better next time they would have to think of something else. If I did better they would both lick my pussy.

I wasn't really looking forward to the next day as my nipples were still sore and I couldn't think of anything I could do without the use of my hands to hurry them along.

I don't know what they did. Maybe thinking of something else. Anyway they both lasted longer and I ended up with seventy -three pins stuck in me. They actually ran out of room on my nipples and stuck some around the edges.

I was relieved when they said they would have to think of something else as by now I was tired of having pins stuck in my nipples. That night they spent a lot of time in dad's shop. This gave me a chance to peek through the keyhole at my folks.

Mom was laying on the bed with her head hanging off the edge while my dad stuck his dick in her mouth till her nose was buried in the hair of his crotch. I was amazed she could get his eight inch cock all in her mouth till I noticed her throat moving and understood his dick was actually going down her throat. He must have still been trying to improve her performance as He was whipping her breasts and pussy as she sucked. It looked really painful but it must have been alright because her hands were free and she was making no effort to protect herself with them. She was holding on to the cheeks of his butt and would squeeze them when she was hit. He could hold off twice as long as the boys and I was starting to feel sorry for her when she pulled her mouth off his dick and pleaded, "Harder, faster!" At that I just admired her courage and wondered if I would be able to be that brave. I didn't realize how much the performance had affected me till I got up when he came and found my panties were soaking wet. I hurried to bed to rub my clit while imagining myself in her position. Naturally I slept soundly. They had to yell at me several times to wake up to go to school.

I was day-dreaming so much at school trying to guess what the boys planned for me the teachers had to tell me several times to pay attention. I was so bad in my last class the teacher got disgusted and handed me a note and told me to take it to the principal.

I really felt bad about having to go to the principal. My folks had always insisted that I be good at school and I had never had to see him before.

When I got to his office he said, "I am sorry to see you here. You have always been good in the past. Because of this I will give you a choice. You can have ten swats with this paddle, or you can stay after school in detention for a week."

This was an easy choice for me as the paddle did not look bad.It was a round piece of leather about the size of a ping-pong paddle at the end of a two foot handle.

"I'll take the paddle, sir."

I assumed I would be naked for it so pulled my dress over my head and pulled down my panties. I did not know until later all the other kids were paddled with all their clothes on. As I stood there in front of him with my hands at my sides,he looked at my by now thirty-two "c" breasts and nearly transparent blonde pussy hairs with big eyes and a shocked expression. He said nervously. "You must be spanked naked at home. This paddle really stings. If you like you can wear your panties for school spankings."

I knew that might hurt less but it was exciting to see a strange man obviously enjoying staring at my little slit.

I said, "Dad told me it wouldn't hurt much with clothes on and it is supposed to hurt isn't it?"

"Yes. You are right. Besides now I can see the skin to spread the spanks evenly."

When I said, "Will my folks have to know I had to be punished?"

He cleared his throat, "Ahem. Normally yes, but if you accept twenty strokes instead of ten they won't have to know."

"Give me twenty sir."

"Alright. I'll put this in your mouth to muffle your screams. Screams upset the secretaries."

"I won't scream sir. I promise."

He looked doubtful as he went over to lock the door but agreed with the provision that if I did scream he would gag me and start over with one.

"Do you still want to do it without the gag?"

"Yessir. If I scream I will deserve the extra ones."

He had me lean over his desk. Since it was pretty low I spread my legs so my stomach could rest on it.

His hands were all over me as he positioned me to be just right. This excited me especially at the end when he put his hands on my inner thighs to spread my legs more and move me forward to make my slit rub on the edge of the desk then rubbed my butt saying, "You have a beautiful round butt. It seems to be made for spanking."

That paddle was worse than I thought. The long handle gave it a lot of leverage and by the fifth I was beginning to regret not letting him gag me. Then he began to hit me lower on my ass and upper thighs and Ifound I was flinching forward to rub my pussy on his desk. This brought on excitement and I was able to feel the threshold approaching. When my initial squeals turned to moans he got braver and began hitting my inner thighs with some contact with my pussy. When I just arched my back to expose more of my pussy he concentrated on that area. My thighs kept him from hitting directly on my pussy but it was close enough to get me over.

When he was through I continued to lay on his desk moaning and rubbing my slit on the desk now my legs were really spread out.