The Asian couple

The tourist with no personal implement has her arm draped round the other girl's neck, palm casually cupping one shapely boob through her ribbed ochre top. The bare skin you can see on arms, shoulders and midriff is sporting the familiar welts and bruises of a recent assessment, presumably from when her implement was assigned upon entry to the country, but if her girlfriend's attention is causing any discomfort, she's hiding it well.

"Excuse me, ladies," you lean in so that you can talk quietly but still be heard. "May I have a quick word, outside?"

You turn and leave without giving them a chance to reply, but when you reach the exit, you look back and see them hurrying to catch up, so you hold the door for them. They squeeze through sideways due to the fact that the younger girl now has her arm round the other's waist, as an additional connection between the two. You wonder whether there's some reason they're worried about getting separated, but it's probably just love. A few paces away, so as not to obstruct entry to the chapel, you stop and explain why you wanted to talk.

"Well, ladies, I like to think we're quite far from being prudish around here, but this is a religious building and public displays of affection, such as groping each other's breasts, are not really appropriate."

They immediately separate, standing with their arms by their sides, looking a little nervous.

"Now you're outside, it's a different matter, of course."

They shuffle together and link up again.

"However, as I'm sure you're aware, a spanking is expected in these circumstances—"

They separate again, more slowly this time and the spankable girl casts an anxious glance at her companion.

"—to make sure the lesson is learned. Now, you both look quite young. May I ask why you don't carry an implement?"

"I, er, am thirty, er, years old, er. I do not need, er, to carry an implement, er." She stumbles over the last word, clearly finding it difficult to express herself in a relatively unfamiliar language.

"Women over thirty here are not required to carry an implement, but they may if they wish. I would have thought that if your girlfriend has to carry one, you might want to, as well, especially since you're obviously so close."

"No. I do not, er, want to be spanked, er."

"Well, nobody wants to be spanked—" You correct yourself: "Nobody wants to be punished with a spanking. You knew when you came here that your friend might be disciplined during your stay if she misbehaved. It just seems imbalanced."

She looks to the ground, composing her thoughts, then back to you to explain.

"I, er, spank Himari at home, er, when, er, she is, er, naughty, er. This, er, holiday…" She drifts off, casting about for the words she's looking for.

"You came here for the spanking," you reply. Both young women smile and bob their heads in agreement, leaving you in a quandary. Himari is clearly less responsible for the inappropriate behaviour than her lover, but she's the only one you can spank unilaterally. Also, you'd quite like to bed them both if you get the chance.