Sharon and Becky were crying too much as the stinging pain spread right across their bottoms and the bruises developed in front of the audience’s ey...s. It had been four weeks since eighteen-year-old Becky had last been spanked. She had been sent to the local Discipline Centre for a parking offence. There was no court hearing. The Parking Official handed the ticket to her which stated she had seven days to attend the Discipline Centre for a hand spanking. The Parking Official had set the. The weasel of a back-stabbing prick was always sniffing around my wife's ass but I never suspected he had it in him to actually bonk her on the sly. My two children had conveniently re-located to distant jobs and told me in no uncertain terms they did not want to get involved. When I made a reasonable request to retrieve my dog and my guns, I was informed by a smiling young thing of a para-legal with a piece of metal in her septum that my Hilda had had my constant companion Spike "put away" out. The show was a simple one with the girls getting on the turning plate and then undressing and after a while spreading their legs and showing their cunt for all that were sitting around the table. Rather nice since everybody got a good view. Just posing girls. The chairs were placed in a half circle and the girls entered from behind a curtain to the turning table, it was tricky for them to get on and off since the plate turned all the time. I managed after a while to get into the front row so I. I woke up in the morning nervous about what tonight’s show would bring. The parcel still sitting on my desk only served to increase the anticipation, what was in it? What was I going to have to do? And more importantly would today be the payday I needed to bring up my tokens for this week? There was a lot riding on the contents of that package, and with my employment prospects not looking great I desperately needed to make it work.With time to kill and lots of nervous energy to burn I switched.