THE INDULGENCES OF ISABELLE

'I'd like to be spanked, please,' Katie said happily.

Tiffany gave her a dirty look, but Katie barely noticed, bouncing happily across to Duncan's chair and draping herself across his lap. He made something of an exhibition of it, applying a dozen firm swats to the bulging seat of her jeans before pulling them down and repeating the process on the pink polka-dot panties beneath.

By then Katie was warm, with the soft bottom-flesh sticking out around her leg holes glowing distinctly pink, but she was still blushing as Duncan pulled her panties down. She was given another two dozen on the bare, hard enough to set her kicking and break down her self-control – and to make sure we all got a glimpse of her pussy from behind . . .