I put Beth in the car and started home with her. She asked, “What are you going to do with me now?” “Well what do you want me to do?” I asked. She sighed, “Please take these vibrators out of me. I can’t stand anymore orgasms. I think I have had enough of them today to last me a year.“ we finally arrived at home and I helped out of the car. It was funny to watch her waddle to the house and then double over again with another orgasm. I took her into our exam room and had her sit on the table. I removed the clamps from her nipples and heard an immediate yell. “Ouch, those things are nasty.” Next I had to undo the chains from the nipple clamps to the harness so I could get the straps off. I removed the locks from her harness and undid the straps. I removed the elastic tape from the controllers going to the vibrators. I had taped them, one on each of her inner thighs. Although they were accessible to her, I had taped them in such a way that she would have to remove a lot of tape to get to them. Now that the tape was removed, I pulled on the harness and it fell to the door. I relieved the air going to the one in her pussy and it fell right out. It was still buzzing when it came out. That caused her to sigh in relief once again. I told her, “Ok, you are going to have to stand over the toilet when you take out the one in your ass. Otherwise you will have a big mess. And I am not cleaning that one up for you this time.” She lumbered out the door down the hall into the bathroom.

”Let me know if you need my help.” I shouted as she closed the door. “You’ve already helped too much today. Go away!” And after that I heard the huge gush of water pouring into the toilet, followed by a loud, ”Ah, that is better.” She didn’t come out of the bathroom for a good 30 minutes. She took a shower and cleaned her self up. In the mean time I made her a sandwich and some fruit since she never ate anything all day. She came out of the bathroom wearing her robe and came and sat at the table thanking me for some dinner.

She kept looking at me as she ate her sandwich and finally asked, “Why did you do all of this to me?” “You haven’t figured this out yet?” I responded. ”I am not sure.” She again replied.” I explained, “ I had a very nice talk with Yvette, and she told me some things about your upbringing and home life and some of the issues you dealt with growing up. Would you share them with me? I would like to know.” She hesitated for a moment looking directly into my eyes. Than she looked away and said, “You won’t like what you hear.“ “ Go ahead, try me.” And with that being said she started to tell me.

” You know I have six brothers and I am the only girl in the family. When I was young my brothers all picked on me. I had one brother that was younger than me. He left me alone. They picked on him as well. They were all in to sports. Whenever they played football they wanted me to play with them. I was sort of a Tom boy back then, wanting to just fit in with them. Sometimes they would tackle me a hold me down and tickle me until I would almost pee my pants. After I started to develop breasts they would pull on my nipples. I never told my parents about this. I was afraid they would retaliate if my dad ever were to discipline them.

As I got older into middle school they sort of lost interest in me. You know we lived out in the sticks on a small farm my dad inherited from his family. He would never sell it though. We had some chickens, a couple of milk cows, and some horses. My dad worked a lot as a lineman for the utility company. So he was gone quite a bit on call outs. My moms health wasn’t that great so I helped her in the house. The boys were expected to do all of the farm chores, and every one them was always looking for a way to get out of them. One day one of them found a old wooden paddle in the work shop next to the barn.

The next thing I know is they are all taking turns giving each other swats to see who could take the most. Whoever could take the most would get out of doing their chores for the week. I decided I wanted in on this. So one day we all met in the work shop and started giving and getting seats. The first time I bent over and took the hit I was shocked. I actually liked it. This eventually morphed into us all pulling our pants down and taking the paddle with our bare asses. I enjoyed this even more. I could always take more swats than any of my brothers. I also found out I could dish it out just as good and hard, if not harder than my brothers. I had a natural swing with the paddle. My favorite thing was to back up from one of those bare asses and take a running start. I would take about 6 to 8 steps with the paddle cocked ready to go and run by them at the same time I swung the paddle. It would literally knock them over and make them cry. I loved it. I also got out of doing my chores that way. After a couple of months of this my brothers figured this was a lost cause. So they quit doing this. Than one day my oldest brother came home with a friend of his from the football team. My brother told him how I could hit better with a paddle then any of them could. Well this kid who by the way, was the quarterback of the varsity team, decided to challenge me. So I accepted the challenge. So I dropped my pants and told him, “Ok you get to give me 10 swats. After that I give you ten. Than we do 20 swats. Then we follow it with 30 more. Whoever gives in first loses.“ “Ok.” He said. “So what are we playing for!” I thought for a moment and finally came up with, “How about this, the loser has to pay the winner one dollar for each swat they lose by.“ The kid thought for a moment then said, “Ok deal. But no body ever hears about this. I have a reputation to guard.” And with that the competition started. I went easy on him for the first ten swats hitting him like I was a girly girl. He hit me really hard for the first ten I got. I think he was trying to prove something. After we got to twenty I let lose on him. I started running and hitting him as hard as I ever hit my brothers. Pretty soon I started hearing him laugh saying is ”That all you got?” Then I really tore into him with the fierceness of a lion, ripping and tearing flesh apart. He started crying saying, “Ok, Ok, you win! But you promise to never tell anyone about this!” “ I promise! What about my money?” I asked. “ I will bring it later this week.“ And with that he left. My brother stood there dumb founded. “I think you are on to something here sis. What if we bring you over more guys who want to get there asses spanked by a good looking girl. We could charge them and make some money doing it. You certainly enjoy it and are good at it. “ I thought about it for a minute finally saying, Why not. It might be fun.”