"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.
I heard him say,"Just a minute. I'll get you something." Then he started rubbing some salve on my ass. Since I didn't close my legs he started lower till he was putting it on my pussy lips. When I still did not protest or close my legs he began putting it in my pussy and rubbing my clit. It felt so good I began to orgasm again only not with the former intensity."
Finally he pulled me up and said I could go. He studied every move I made getting dressed and I saw this huge lump in the front of his pants,so I took my time to let him have some of the pleasure I had just experienced. When I was finally dressed he hustled me out the door and locked it behind me. I was pretty sure what he would be doing in there.
My ass and pussy was still throbbing when I got home so I was a little relieved when the boys said they hadn't finished their project yet so we wouldn't go to the woods today. I went to my room and looked at my ass. It was beet red but there were no cuts or welts. I was relieved to see the next morning that it had recovered to the point it was just pink and didn't hurt. The leather in the paddle must have been pretty soft.
The principal asked me how I was the next day and seemed to be relieved when I told him I was fine. For the next few weeks I would hear him talking to my teachers. I know he was disappointed that I was being good. I would not have been so good except I was afraid my folks may see my red butt and I would have to admit I had been punished at school. They knew how to punish me where I could get no pleasure from it.
The boys finally finished their project and took me out to the woods. I was really curious about what they had in mind but no matter how I begged they wouldn't tell me. They were carrying a paper sack and the plastic face shield my dad used when he was grinding metal.
When we finally got far enough in the woods they put my back to a tree and tied my arms up and behind me to a limb on the other side so my breasts were sticking out at their maximum. Then they put the shield in front of my face. Joe dug into the sack and brought out a small dart they had made.
"We got some small fish hooks and straightened them out to put in these wood dowels and made tail feathers with paper. The small barbs will keep them from falling out of your skin. We didn't get all the tails on perfect and when we were practicing some of the darts went wild. The shield will protect your face, neck and eyes. We have ten each. If we hit a nipple you will have to suck us off while your pussy is being switched. If we don't hit one we will lick you till you cum."
It seemed like a no-lose proposition to me. If they didn't hit one I would get my pussy licked which I loved. If they hit one I could experience what dad had done to mom.
At the last moment they tied a rope just under my tits and around the tree to keep me from dodging. Then they stepped back about eight feet and took turns throwing. The first few went wide sticking in my breasts inches from a nipple. One was so far off it was hanging just above my belly-button. The pain wasn't any worse than a vaccination shot and I was looking forward to having my pussy licked when they began to get better. I soon had six of them just at the edges of both nipples then two in succession hit my right and left nipple and on the last one Joe put one almost dead center. The ones in my nipple hurt a lot more but the worst was when they pulled them out. The barbs would pull the skin out before they turned loose. Just to be mean they pulled them out slowly. The pain and anticipation of what was to come was bringing me very close to the threshold and when they had me lay on a big stump just high enough for them to put their dicks in my mouth I was anxious to get on with it.
Tommy was first to be sucked while Joe used a willow switch on my pussy and nipples. Soon I was trying to emulate mom and was reaching back to grab Tommy's ass cheeks to pull him deeper in my mouth. At first I gagged but then I kind of yawned and Tommy was in seventh heaven as his dick went down my throat and my throat muscle milked him as I sucked.
When Tommy had drained himself down my throat they changed positions and like mom I begged Tommy to hit me harder and faster.
Even after Joe had cum he kept hitting me as fast as he could until I came so hard I passed out.
When I came to they were rubbing salve on my pussy, breasts and stomach. Evidentally they had become too excited to aim all the lashes at my pussy. I just laid there and enjoyed the soothing caresses of their slippery palms and fingers till they became bored and handed me my dress for the walk home. Evidentally some of the switches had gone between my lips as I could feel the lips rubbing on each other all the way home.
My twelfth birthday fell on a friday. I would be getting my birthday spanking along with any demerits I had. When I got home from school I was surprised to see my dad's brother Uncle Bill sitting at the table drinking beer with dad. I was wondering if dad would put off the birthday spanking as it had only been for the immediate family and dad had always insisted mom and I wore modest clothes in public. It wouldn't be sexy at all with my clothes on and I hoped maybe he would leave after dinner and it would still happen. I was a little intimidated by Uncle Bill since he always made his wife and daughter kneel by his chair when they came with him for a visit. They reminded me of big cats because he would caress their heads or shoulders idly as he talked. Their shoulders were always bare since they wore a kind of homemade blouse that was just a strip of cloth held above their nipples with a drawstring that went around their backs. Their backs were bare except for the string and the cloth just went to the bottom of their boobs to show off their tight flat tummies. He said once that he had them do fifty sit-ups a day to keep their stomach muscles tight for strapping. My brothers always sat on the floor across from them since their skirt were just anothe cloth with drawstings holding it below their belly- buttons and so short they almost always allowed them a look at their bare butts or pussies when they got up to do an errand. For some reason he had not brought them with him for my birthday.
I knew the answer after dinner when Uncle Bill said,