"Maybe we could get Giles to clean up the vomit first" suggested Emily "It doesn't smell very nice."
"Yes, good idea Emily" said Victoria "Giles clean up that mess. I want the floor spotless. Use the towel and the bathwater!"
Giles put his pain wracked body to work, but unlike his body - he didn't complain. Paul retreated behind the drape and pulled out an upright chair, settling it in a suitably central spot. Amy sat in it, waiting patiently.
When Giles had finished, he obediently stood with his hands on his head again, awaiting further instructions. The pain is in his balls wouldn't allow him to stand quite straight, and so he was hunched slightly forwards.
Amy patted her knee "Come over here for your spanking, Giles" she said.
Giles moved, taking up a position at Amy's side, and when she gestured, he bent over her lap very carefully. He rested his hands on the floor, and lowered his groin into her lap very slowly. Amy patted his bottom, and Giles suddenly felt very vulnerable, very humiliated.
"I want you to be a good boy and not struggle" said Amy "If you do I am going to have to hold you down by grabbing your balls."
"I'll be good!" Giles exclaimed quickly. Amy began spanking him. She smacked his cheeks alternately, as hard as she could, but was disappointed at how quickly her hand hurt. She did her best, but wasn't able to keep it up for very long. Nevertheless Giles felt every smack, and although he had suffered much worse at the hands of his step-mother, each smack hurt. Giles had suffered so much humiliation since he had fallen into the hands of the gang that he had almost grown used to it. But being in this embarrassing and vulnerable position, laid naked over a ten year old girl's lap, being spanked, filled him with fresh humiliation. Girls were so inferior, so undeserving of any respect, that Giles took the spanking very hard. He cried at the shame of it.
Amy rubbed his bottom again, disappointed at how little redness, how little heat, she had managed to introduce. "Alison next" she said "Up, Giles, up!"
Giles lifted himself carefully and waited for Amy to rise and for Alison to sit. Once she was in position, she pulled Giles down over her lap and pushed him down, rather than letting him settle at his own pace. Giles whimpered, partly in pain as his balls swung more violently that he'd wanted, and partly in humiliation at going over yet another girl's lap.
Alison took her time; placing a firm hand on his bottom she rubbed it first. To increase the anticipation, Alison raised her hand high and held it there for a few seconds before bringing it crashing down hard. Giles yelped as the sting leapt upon him and he bucked causing his groin further pain. Alison was very pleased with the result and so she repeated the process; and again, and again. Giles tears of shame began to be reinforced by tears of pain, and he began squirming. This squirming caused yet further pain as his testicles moved round beneath him and increased his pitiful wailings further.
Alison had no intention of being merciful; quite the contrary, and she continued smacking him hard: arm raised high; brief pause; high powered descent; sharp smacking pain and sharp smacking sound, until she could bear the pain in her hand no longer.
"Get up, you pathetic little girl!" said Alison to cover any sign that she might be in discomfort. Giles rose, crying, and brought his hands round to rub his bottom. Alison smacked his hands away, and then smacked his bottom sharply one last time. "Don't you dare rub your bottom until you're told you can!"
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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