Giles was stood by the open French windows, looking out into the garden and wondering if he could risk getting someone else into trouble. He was aware that he had to be careful not to overdo it. He watched Emily particularly. He'd just love to see her naked and spanked, and since Mrs Weaver was already cross she might just deal with Emily that way; if he could come up with something convincingly bad. The risk was that Paul and Victoria would leap to her defence and somehow get her off, like they'd done with the Ben. Giles frowned.
He checked out other candidates. There were some other pretty girls here, and he started to make calculations: who spanked and who didn't; who might spank in public, and what severity of crime might be required to bring that vengeance down on the girl.
For the second time this afternoon, he didn't see Alison approach, and when his gaze swept round and he caught sight of her right next to him, he jumped. Her puffed up, tear stained face looked defiant and angry, but she didn't look like she was about to point a finger and shout 'rapist'. He relaxed a little, but only for a moment.
He didn't see Victoria; she had passed behind him to his other side. He did feel her though, as her hand touched, and the stroked, his bottom. Giles face fell and he went pale, pulling away from her dramatically.
"What's wrong, sweety-pie?" asked Victoria sounding upset.
"Don't touch me!" he said harshly "Mother might be watching!"
"I'm really looking forward to our date" she said stroking a finger down his chest; her eyes downcast and her expression coy and innocent.
Alison was saying something to him, but he couldn't take it in; he ignored her completely.
"Stop it!" he said in a whisper trying to move away from Victoria. She followed him.
"Why don't we go and see your step-mother, tell her we're going out?" said Victoria "Won't she be pleased?"
Giles was shaking; he did his best to escape this mad girl's attentions, while at the same time trying to draw as little attention to himself as possible. It was the slowest chase scene in history.
"I'd love to suck your cock" said Victoria quietly "Will you let me?"
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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