Hazel spanks Shamie for a long, long time.

Hoping that he was going to pass out or even die, Shamie was bewildered at how much pain scorched both halves of his ass. His sisters knew that passing out due to pain was never something so simple as a particularly harsh spanking. Each girl felt good in her breasts, adoring the sight of this naughty little boy getting spanked in such a funny way. These 3 girls would slap his ass until their hands were too sore to spank him with any longer and then paddle him. Hazel lurched over him, smiling down at his misery before fetching a small wooden paddle.

"No! No! No! Ohhhhoh!" Shamie shouted and whined as his ass was smacked left and right. Finally Elizabeth tired and let Hazel take her place.

"Hehe! Yes! Shamie."

"Waaa! Waahhhaaagghh! Huahrrrwww!" Shamie sobbed as he looked at the paddle through blurry clouds of his crying. Hazel handed it to Helen before sitting next to her and using her turn to slap her brother's butt.

Hazel immediately began slapping her brother's ass just as Elizabeth had. She kept eye contact the whole time, occassionally glancing down at his butt and smiling at the room.

She kept on as long as she could, much like her sisters before her, but while that was a very long time- and longer still in Shamie's mind- it wasn't as drawn out as her sisters. She was more athletic than Helen in some ways and just as giddy to spank her naughty bratty little brother, but her palms hurt too much to continue spanking him as they had. It was still an agonizing, humiliating experience for Shamie, getting spanked by a petite girl in front of everyone.

"Your butt is so red, Shamie! I'm having so much fun. Your penis is a tiny little thing, and it's just flying everywhere the way you keep struggling around, hehehe! Aww it's smaller than the end of my pinky finger~~"

"Please, please Hazel! Oh stop! You're really killing me! It hurts so bad! Oww! Ahaoww! Oh!"

She of course ignored his pathetic pleading, knowing that he was in no real damger and kept spanking him.