EXTRACT FOR
The Initiation
(Miranda Birch)

She looked at the others. 



"Are we ready to start then?" 



"Count me out," said the youngish one. "I'm only here for the beer -- and for a look of course." 



"I'll start," said Mary Ann, getting to her feet, her face rather flushed. She had obviously been laying in to the booze before Arthur arrived. "What I like... is to spank a young boy's bum." 



"On the bare of course," laughed Brenda. 



"Of course -- what other way is there? You always have to take a naughty boy's trousers down!" 



Suddenly in spite of his protestations they were all grouped around him, pulling him to his feet. They got his jacket off and Ada then got a firm grip on his arms, her body pressed up against his back with those big breasts squashed against his shirt. Arthur struggled ineffectually. All four of them were too much for him. Mary Ann, bending down, was at his belt, and then the zip of his jeans. He tried to kick but Brenda got down and grabbed his ankles. Mary Ann, grunting, got his belt unbuckled then zipped down the jeans. With a yelp of excitement she dragged down both jeans and underpants. 



It had all happened in no time at all. With arms and legs still immobilised Arthur was bare from waist to knees. Red-faced he felt his organ stiffening. Oh, no! 



"Oooh, look!" squealed Mary Ann. "He's getting a hard-on. You naughty boy! Didn't your mum tell you not to wave your willy in front of respectable ladies!" 



He was now fully erect. He felt slightly faint as Mary Ann took hold of it in a be-ringed hand. Squeezing it she pronounced, "Yes, I'll have to give you an extra good tanning for this, you randy little sod!" 



She backed away then, back up to the settee, where she sat down heavily. With Ada still holding his arms, Arthur was pushed down over Mary Ann's lap. He felt the silky material of the dress against his stiff cock -- at least it was out of sight for the moment, not sticking out for all to see. But his bare backside was on display, right in the centre of Mary Ann's lap. Arthur felt her hand patting and stroking it. He had never been so embarrassed in his life, but there was nothing he could do about it. Her hand lifted... and came smacking crisply down with considerable force. 



"Ow!" 



He struggled a bit then, but there was nothing he could do against the three of them. Mary Ann's hand kept coming down, again and again, smack, smack, smack,... The rest were laughing and shouting things, with Brenda in particular egging the spanker on. Ada, who still had hold of his arms, was kneeling close in front of him so that his head was pushed up against her breasts. The whole thing was just so totally unexpected that Arthur could scarcely believe it was happening. But it was! 



The spanking seemed to go on and on. Then at last Ada said, "OK, he's had enough now," and let go of his arms. Mary Ann's hand gave his bare bum a last hefty whack, then slipped in between his legs and took hold of his balls. 



Desperately exerting himself Arthur broke loose from her other arm which was round his waist and rolled off on to the floor. His penis was still quiveringly erect. Feverishly he grabbed at his shirt-tails, then his pants and jeans, while the women watched and laughed and made various ribald comments. 



When he had got his clothes back on Ada pulled him down on the settee next to her. 



"That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked.