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Chapter 13 by alternatereality08 alternatereality08

How does the rest of the punishments go?

As well as they could go

Quinn was the next one to lie down on the ground, and Johanna took the position sitting on her face. Before she did, however, the waitress poured some of the hot sauce into Quinn’s mouth. Quinn was even worse at dealing with spicy food than Johanna and she gagged as the sauce hit her tongue and throat. Johanna waited for her to recover before lowering her ass and pussy onto Quinn’s waiting mouth.

The waitress pushed up Quinn’s legs, which Johanna took hold of, then began her **** on Quinn’s thighs, calves and cheeks.

*CRACK*

Quinn yelped into the folds of Johanna’s cunt, sticking her tongue out to try to get the spice out of her mouth. Johanna squirmed in discomfortable as Quinn’s hot sauce covered tongue burrowed into her hole. The sensation burned on the inside and outside, and Johanna had to work hard to not jump up off of Quinn.

As she struggled, the waitress continued to apply brutal strokes to Quinn’s defenseless lower half. Johanna had a tough time keeping her in place as Quinn wriggled and rolled on the floor. Noticing the struggle, Amber stepped in to hold Quinn’s arms down.

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

The final three strikes of the tawse landed on Quinn’s ass cheeks, just like they had landed on Johanna. With her punishment over, Johanna let Quinn up. The girl was a sobbing and snotty mess but otherwise seemed okay.

With two down, Amber’s punishment was almost identical. This time, Quinn took the position as face-sitter while Johanna got a chance to rest. Amber had the best spice tolerance of any of the girls but even she winced when the sauce entered her mouth.

The strokes went by rapidly, and the punishment was soon over. The three girls thanked the waitress for their punishment, who informed them that they would have to remain bottomless while they were in the cafe. They tried to sit gingerly at the table, but the hard, cold metal chairs made it almost impossible.

Deciding that the best thing to do would be to leave, the girls gathered their clothes and left the building. It was a good day out, which they thought would be perfect for a short walk.

What do they do next?

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