"Duchess Lily, that really stings!"

“Oh, no, Duchess Beth! In order to be free from the witch’s curse, it looks like we’re all going to have to… spank each other!”

“Oh, no! How humiliating! But we have no choice!” Lily is sitting on a drawing-room chair. Beth reluctantly lowers herself over Lily’s lap, sticks her plump bottom in the air, kicks her legs and pleads for mercy in a very convincing tone of voice as Lily firmly spanks her, hand coming down again and again until Beth’s backside glows crimson. “Ow! Gosh, Duchess Lily, that really stings! Now my bottom is all red and sore, and everyone is laughing at me!”

“It can’t be helped, Duchess Beth. That’s just what we need to do to defeat the witch! Gosh, how I hate that awful, evil, grubby little working-class witch!” Lily jumps up, and shakes her fist in the air. The audience is in hysterics. “Now, Duchess Kitty, I’m terribly afraid it’s my turn to be spanked.”

“Oh, no! How dreadful for you!”

“Don’t hold back, Duchess Kitty! For the magic to work, it must be done properly.”