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Rough Justice

... swim with a sore bottom, eh missy?” Emma said suddenly, “Mum, why can’t I spank one of them?” Tania looked at the Official quizzically. After a moment’s thought the Official replied, “Well actually there isn’t a reason why not.” “Hah,” Emma said in a gloating tone of voice. Tania thought for a second and saw a marvellous way to embarrass Sharon. She looked at Emma and said defiantly, “Well I still think I should spank Becky.” Emma retorted, “That’s fine, I can spank Sharon.” Sharon was mortified. “You can’t. You are much younger than me.” Tania interjected, “Well so am I, by a year.” Sharon stuttered, “Yes, but erm, well, one year is very different to, erm what, erm, twenty two years?” The Official again interjected. “Actually age is not so important and is not a bar to justice. The law requires the victim to be put first and if the victim metes out the justice then let the lawbreaker beware. Once the principle is established it is just a matter of degree, and under the law twenty two years is as acceptable as one year.” The Official added with finality, “You will be spanked by the young lady and that is final.” Sharon was exasperated but had no further arguments. She looked across at seventeen-year-old Emma, bit her lip, looked again at the Official but got no encouragement at all, so walked across to the now sitting teenager. Emma picked up her bag and by the time Sharon had got to her was holding a wicked looking paddle brush. It was then she knew it was a set up. She ...

... looked at the Official but she seemed oblivious she had been used. Sharon resigned herself to the now inevitable humiliation. Tania was the first to demand, “Becky, take your knickers off please.” “It’s a bikini so almost all my bottom is on show. Surely taking off my knickers isn’t necessary. “ “Get them off Becky,” Sharon repeated firmly, “Unless you want me to invoke Rule 34.” Becky knew what Rule 34 was. If the rules are questioned incorrectly then Rule 34 allows the punishment to be doubled. Becky conceded, “That won’t be necessary,” as she stepped out of her knickers and put them on an adjacent chair. “Get over my lap,” Tania ordered. The eighteen-year-old had one last look around at all the women looking back at her, some smiling, and noticeably no one actually looking as though they felt sorry for her. The whole matter had been aired in public, the Official had guided the participants through the maze which was the law, and the outcome was Becky going across Tania’s lap. She looked towards Tania and at her full breasts in her bikini top and her bare legs. Then she glanced at the lap she would be bending across. Becky’s mind was racing. She was standing in a room full of women wearing just her bikini top. Tania was sitting down wearing only a bikini. The thought of being put across Tania’s lap, a woman her Mums age near enough, bare skin on bare skin, wasn’t so bad. She was spanked regularly at home, as were most of her friends, so that wasn’t an issue. Sure her bottom ...