A more personal touch

“... the last part will differ somewhat.” Michael announces. "Since there are only a few people left and each feels something quite... special... about you, your remaining spankings will take place over the laps of the spankers. As this position will be far easier to maintain than your previous ones, it will be up to each individual spanker to determine whether you are holding yourself in place well enough to avoid penalty strokes. Let's get started."

Your heart sinks deeper still. Basically Bella and other will be able to give you penalty strokes at their discretion. You will need an inhuman degree of self-control if you do not want to not want to be paddled into unconsciousness. The not exactly good but slightly better news is that only six people are left. The previous part must have been longer than you estimated, not that you are blaming yourself for your lack of accuracy. Apart from your ex and your new girlfriend, there is your cousin Layla, Bella (of course) and Michael's two close friends. One is also Mike but does not get called anything but "Lanky" by his friends (he towers almost two feet over you) and the other is Helen, whom you somehow missed earlier. You know she grew up with Michael and is practically a sister to him, a state of affairs made easier by the fact her interest in men is smaller than even Diana's who has not dated one since high school. She will not be any nicer to you because of her preferences, though.

The queue is still loosely facing the bench but now instead of being on it you are waiting awkwardly by the side for Lanky, who is the first person in the queue, to sit down onto it. You climb over his bony knees, every movement a jab of pain, and to your further humiliation realise you cannot even reach the floor properly. You settle yourself somehow, your butt's pained movements doubtlessly hilarious to most of the audience; as soon as you are still, Michael launches the short countdown and the stopwatch beeps. The restart is even worse this time. You have not even stopped sobbing completely and now you are reduced to tears again almost instantly by the large hand. You have no doubt you have earned yourself penalty strokes despite your best balancing efforts but when the minute is over Mike announces he is satisfied. You wonder if it is out of pity or in genuine recognition of the shortcomings of his lap as a place for one to balance oneself on. He even helps you up before giving his place up to Helen. You mutter a muffled thanks to his back and prepare to get back down again.

Helen is probably stronger than half of the guys present but she moves with a grace that is hard to match as she takes her temporary seat and guides you over her (much easier to reach) lap. Before you catch your breath and far, far before you can get any rest worth mentioning, Michael announces the next minute of spanking hell and Helen does not believe in warm-up. From the very first spank her palm lights a blaze second only to the one left by the paddle and you scream through your tears, fighting yourself, willing your muscles to remain still. You do not want to be paddled by her... But it will not be really your choice, no matter how hard you try. You feel yourself pushing to your left into her once, then again, your body trying to roll over and move your bottom from the merciless onslaught. Helen does not stop, however, either giving you a second chance or simply planning to do so later on. She still has plenty of time.

She makes full use of it too. Your cheeks were practically numb earlier but she somehow finds the spots to bring forth fresh waves of pain. You twist your ankles together to stop yourself from kicking and that seems to work; your palms have just enough friction on the non-slippery floor to keep you steady. Helen seems almost surprised at your success in subduing your reactions and redoubles her efforts (not that she was going easy on you before), drawing a new continuous scream out of you but somehow you have found a way to keep yourself in place and mostly still. Time is running out now and with the last few truly vicious strikes Helen ends her part and like Mike before her does not call for penalty strokes. You have to give Michael's friends that much at least, they are not using all at their disposal to make you miserable. Helen gives your bottom a hard squeeze as you get up, making you interrupt your expression of gratitude with a sudden yelp and gets up to give her place to Bella.