"Ask Master Timothy to punish you and address him properly or you'll be very sorry my girl!" Lisa stared wildly around the room, the thought of the boy punishing her in front of them all filled her with shame. A young boy being allowed to cane her would be dreadfully embarassing but she knew there would be no escape. She looked at his grinning face and hard cock, the women were staring at her intensely, waiting to see her sink to this new depth of humiliation. Very quietly she said, "P.P.Please Sir," she swallowed hard, "will you cane me?" The boy responded with a forceful "Yes" much to the ladies delight.

Yellow and wickedly thin, the cane was extremely supple. He bent it double in his hands as Mrs Henderson forced Lisa over the back of a dining chair. "Stick your fat arse out for the cane you little tart," said the older woman, "we all want to see you get it and I know you want us to watch!" Timothy swished the cane through the air experimentally, the noise was enough to make Lisa's red bum cheeks flinch and clench in anticipation. She knew it was going to hurt horribly. "Go ahead Timothy, as hard as you like. We all know the dirty girl deserves it," said Mrs Henderson, "and remember to count each stroke out loud for us young lady." There was a whirr as the cane sliced through the air then wrapped itself around the fullness of the already very sore bottom. A white hot line burnt it's way into Lisa's consciousness, she screamed in shock and pain, her hands grabbing her wounded flesh as she screamed. "Aaaaarrrrrrrrhhhhh! Oh God! Please! Please!" Doubled over she suddenly remembered what she had to do, "One!" The cruel indignities she suffered so far were nothing compared to this. "Get your hands away girl! Get over that chair at once!" Taking careful aim he brought the cane down across the flinching cheeks again. Her hips and bottom wriggled in the most extraordinary way in their response to the searching intensity of the thin cane. "Oooooooooooohhhhhh! Oh God! Oh God! Two!" She continued to squirm and twist in the most provocative manner, no longer worried that she was blatantly displaying the pink folds of her most intimate flesh to the boy. The strokes continued to cut her bottom and at every one her full hips rose. It seemed endless, her shrieks, the pain, the humiliation that it was a young boy doing this to her. Amidst the gales of laughter she wondered if any of them knew how much it hurt and if they cared? Dark stripes soon crossed the swollen cheeks in all directions. At the eighth and final stroke she collapsed to the floor crying hysterically, her hands clasped to her wounded bum cheeks, rubbing the tight flesh in an attempt to ease the ferocious burning. "Stand up girl and thank the young gentleman properly," said Mrs Henderson laughing, "he's managed to teach you a much needed lesson by the look of it." Lisa stumbled slowly to her feet, tears streaming down her very red cheeks. "Th.Th.Thankyou for caning me Sir," she sobbed. "Now I think it would be a nice gesture if you demonstrated your appreciation in a more practical way young lady. Christine needs to be on her way and obviously we can't send her nephew away in that state!" The ladies eyes were once again drawn to the furiously stiff penis. They began laughing and giggling as Lisa's face went through a series of contortions. Her disbelief was plain to see, "I couldn't Miss! Not in front of everyone, please don't make me, he's just a boy!" "Shut up you stupid girl! Now you ask nicely to be allowed to suck him or we'll all take a turn with the cane and believe me you'll wish we hadn't!"

Lisa looked frantically around the room hoping that some miraculous happening would reveal a way out for her. But of course there would be no escape, their expectant eyes met her own with amusement and excitement, they wanted to see her defiled in every possible way. Wanted to see her suck the boy, wanted to see her squirm with embarrassment. Wanted her to do exactly as she was told. The threat of the cane made her comply. Very quietly she asked, "May I suck your cock Sir?" Wild laughter filled the room. "Yes you may," he said sternly, playing his part perfectly for the ladies. He sat down on the chair his rigid penis jutting excitedly upwards from his lap. Lisa immediately knelt in front of him hoping to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. "Just as I thought," said Joanne, "look at her she can't wait to get at it!" "She's certainly a little tart!" said Helen. Susan Sellers watched intently, her eyes dancing with excitement and a wetness in her knickers. This evening had opened her eyes to a whole new world. Watching the woman humiliated had awakened her own sadistic impulses and had turned her on amazingly, jut as much as playing with the boys hard on had. "Hands behind your back girl," shouted Mrs King as Lisa bent forwards to take the shiny engorged head in her mouth. The boy gasped at the exquisite sensation as she took almost the whole of his length into her throat. As she sucked she moved her head back and forth, licking his glans all over. The women made remarks about her technique, how she was obviously a whore and commented on her sluttish nature before collapsing amid roars of laughter. She didn't hear much of their teasing as she was concentrating on the hard cock in her mouth. It didn't take long, suddenly the boy convulsed and grabbed her hair. His penis exploded in her mouth and he groaned loudly as spurts of thick semen filled her throat. She swallowed as quickly as she could surprised at the volume of come that pumped out of the young cock. Totally spent Timothy collapsed back onto the chair. The ladies clapped and giggled amongst themselves. As the boy left the room to get dressed all eyes focused on Lisa, their attention making her embarrassingly aware of her nakedness once again. Mrs Henderson made herself comfortable at the centre of the settee. Alison, her mother and Helen joined her. Together they all looked expectantly at Lisa who was still kneeling on the carpet. "Come here girl," said Mrs Henderson placing a cushion on her knee, "lie over my lap on your back, get a move on!" Jackie, Joanne, Miss Cooper and Susan all moved their chairs closer so they wouldn't miss what was going to happen next, sure in the knowledge that it would involve maximum shame, and hopefully pain, for Lisa.

As for Lisa herself she was horribly aware of how wet and sticky her pussy and bumhole were. In truth she'd been turned on since she'd had to put on the awful party dress several hours before. Anticipation, fear and her imagination had kept her moist until actual events had overtaken her fantasising. Several times she'd been forced to the edge of orgasm but then denied. Pain from the spankings, the strap and the cane was even now turning to a pleasant glow which suffused her sex totally. Her boobs were tingling but her bum and the back of her legs were still sore, this just added to her state of extreme sensitivity. She was so turned on it was frightening, the more humiliating the situation had become the wetter she'd got. Sucking the boy's hard excited cock had set her pussy pulsing madly, especially having to do it in front of them all. It was certainly getting late, the boy and his aunt looked as if they were getting ready to leave, so whatever was about to happen would probably be the final test of her obedience for this evening. She stood up, aware of the women's frank appraisal of her nudity, and went to stand in front of her landlady. With boobs wobbling delightfully she gingerly sat down on the cushion. Mrs Henderson grabbed her hips, turned her to one side and forced her down on her back. She gasped as the rough material of the cushion cover rubbed against her sore buttocks.

Lisa's head rested on Mrs King's lap, her legs rested across Alison's and Helen's knees, but the cushion beneath her bottom pushed her pussy upwards. Her plump hairless pubic mound thrust shamelessly forwards, her legs falling slightly apart as her face burned. Positioned this way the wet slit of her vagina was totally unprotected. "Hands above your head." She did as she was told. "Ladies if you'd be so kind." Strong hands immediately gripped her ankles and wrists. She felt helpless as the women gazed down at her bare front. "Well young lady you've proved tonight what a disgusting little girl you really are. You seem to have no shame where this fat pussy of yours is concerned." Lisa squealed as the woman suddenly thrust a finger between the slippery labia and into her wet hole. Involuntarily her hips lifted to meet the invading digit. "You seem to enjoy showing it to everyone we meet so it seems only fitting that I should punish it for you!" Lisa gasped, frightened but aroused by the threat. She didn't dare speak. "Smack!" The sting took her by surprise making her squeal and grind her bottom onto the cushion.