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heel.’
    She stood up and walked briskly across the room. Adam stayed by her side, feeling somewhat lost but determined to give of his best. Cakemix followed, her head briefly hung in submission before she looked up in order to negotiate the crowded balcony. There were even people on the stairs, and the room to which Elaine led them was packed, increasing Adam’s nervousness at the thought of giving a punishment in public. It wasn’t immediately obvious what he could do either, because while there were several pieces of furniture plainly designed to aid in chastisement, all of them were occupied. A single, plain chair remained unused, making him think of the way The Gardener had disciplined Jasmine so many years before. Keen to assert his control, he took Cakemix by the ear.
    ‘Right, you – over my knee.’
    She gave a muffled squeak as he caught hold of her but didn’t resist, allowing herself to be led across the room and pulled across Adam’s lap as he sat down. His heart was hammering and he could feel the blood pumping to his cock as her softness settled against him, but he did his best to remain poised and authoritative, quickly turning up her skirt to expose the full spread of her bare bottom to the room. Nearly all of the other people being punished were male, and Adam was already attracting interest, although his audience kept a respectful distance, with only Elaine close by, standing at his shoulder.
    ‘How does that feel, then, Cakemix?’ she said, taunting her girlfriend. ‘Over a man’s knee, again. They always like to spank you, don’t they? Although with a bottom like yours, I suppose it’s hardly surprising.’ Then to Adam, ‘Have a feel, if you like – she’s all yours.’
    Adam needed no further persuasion. Immediately, he allowed his hand to stray to Cakemix’s full, fleshy bottom. She was far bigger than Jasmine, and Elaine for that matter, each cheek a ball of plump, resilient flesh with a texture that put the final touches to Adam’s erection. Cakemix took it placidly at first, then, as Adam allowed his fingers to stray into the slit of her bottom, she suddenly pulled her panties from her mouth and turned her head up to her mistress.
    ‘He’s getting dirty over me, Lady Sappho,’ she complained, ‘and he’s hard. I can feel it – a dirty great big cock, pressed right into me.’
    ‘It will be right in you in a minute if you don’t shut up,’ Elaine answered and reached down to cram the now soggy panties back into her girlfriend’s mouth. ‘I’m really sorry about this. She’s not normally such a brat, but she thinks she can get away with it because you’re not really experienced.’
    ‘She’s not the first girl I’ve had over my lap,’ Adam replied. Then he began to spank her, gently at first, then harder.
    Cakemix barely reacted, even with her bottom bouncing under smacks every bit as hard as Adam had used to discipline Jasmine. He was forced to redouble his efforts, using the full weight of his arm to land the blows across her bottom, and aiming for where her meaty cheeks pushed out to either side of her cunt and anus. Still she lay passive, unresisting but apparently oblivious both to the smacks being applied to her behind and to her exposure in front of an audience of some 20 men and women.
    ‘Smack her thighs,’ somebody suggested. ‘They hate that.’
    Adam took the advice, switching his target to the gently rounded flesh of the girl’s legs, only to be rewarded with no more than a slight jerk, quickly stilled. A few more hard smacks to each thigh saw the backs of them take on the same rich pink hue as her bottom, but still she didn’t seem to care. Adam cocked his knee up, to lift her hips and cause her cheeks to open, to give a full show of the deeply puckered corona of her anus and the mouth of her cunt. Cakemix gave an exaggerated yawn and somebody in the crowd laughed.
    A man stepped forward, tall, with close-cropped blond hair, dressed all in black