Dany's Rear-End, where else?

"The back," The Elder said. That was apparently all he needed to know. He stepped forward, his cock already starting to stand to attention, and adopted a sitting position, then picked Dany up and flipped her over, pulling her arse-first onto his lap. "Begin," The Elder proclaimed.

Dany could feel his cock resting against her stomach. She would never admit it to herself but part of her was almost beginning to settle into this, if only a little. As with the first man and her tits, this second man dipped the sponge into the water and rubbed it, this time a little more firmly, against her soft, round bum cheeks. They wobbed and jiggled slightly at his touch, and she felt his cock press ever more insistently into her belly in response.

She couldn't see exactly what he was doing, so it came as quite the surprise when she received a short, sharp smack on the bottom.

"Hey!" She exclaimed indignantly, looking at him over her shoulder. "That...that hurt! Can't you at least be like the other—" Another smack, this time she saw it coming, but the sensation it still made her jump. "This...wait...this isn't what the Elder said! You're supposed to clean me, not spank me!"

The moustachioed Bloodrider looked up at The Elder. The old woman gave a disinterested shrug. Dany's next words caught in her throat, as another blow landed on her beleagured bum. "Ow!" She whined, the moustachioed fellow wasn't deterred by her complaining, if anything it seemed to spur him on. He spanked her again, a little harder still, leaving a small, red mark on her right cheek this time, then, he took the sponge up and rubbed it across the very same cheek.

By this point, Dany could feel he was rock hard. The spanking seemed to be a source of much enjoyment for him, moreso than the scrubbing of her backside. He spanked her a few more times, alternating between her left and right arse cheeks each time, and scrubbing them down afterwards. Dany kicked a little after each one, her futile complaining eventually devolving into little more than brief, inarticulate squeals.

When The Elder had decided enough was enough, he harrumphed loudly, and put the sponge back in the water, but before he let Dany slide off his lap, he maneuvred her so that she was standing in the water in front of him. She wasn't quite sure what he was doing, but then she felt something hard press up against her arse, realising with a start that it was his cock. He didn't fuck her, though she could tell by the strained sound of his breathing that he desperately wanted to, and his cock obeyed those wishes, sliding up between her cheeks and resting there for several long moments. Dany stayed on tip toes for the duration, worried that if she sat down or slipped from this position at all, his cock would 'slip' into a certain place. He grabbed a cheek in each hand and squeezed tightly, then sighed and began to back away from her, leaving the water.

She watched him go, his cock leading the way before him, as he rejoined the other Bloodriders and began to pull his trousers back on. "That is enough," The Elder said, watching Dany intently. "Remove yourself from the springs."

Dany stared at her, she had begun to grow quite accustomed to the heat of the Springs, and she knew besides that if she left, the Bloodriders would once again see every last bit of her, now that the feeble excuse for underclothes she'd been provided lay torn and ruined on the floor. She shook her head slowly, backing into a corner of the tub.

The Elder smirked, then turned to the Bloodriders once more. "Remove her," she ordered. "Do not be gentle." The Bloodriders nodded in unison, bright smiles appearing all around. They began to wade into the springs one after another, coming right for Dany, who crouched in the corner, naked and afraid.