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Last to step up and bend over bottoms up and be put in the under the arms bungee harness was Pat. None of the girls including Katy had any idea what the inventor/avenger in the mask had in mind for their bottoms. However, they certainly suspected it was not going to be good. The Gibson Girl with shoulder length chestnut brown hair blew in the wind. The punisher enjoyed the view up her red checked dress in her red checked flowing skirt. Her punisher watched as her tight denim colored panties almost split her bottom reminded the punisher of her blue jean shorts.
The paddle was thick made of leather with rows of holes. Soon the paddling started as the Ferris Wheel brought their bottoms around to meet my paddle. I knew the closer to the top the less they could hear the cracks of thick leather as it met bare flesh followed immediately by a whimper. Each rider with there bottom sticking out tried to be brave as they received their spanking. However, that just would not do as the masked avenger flicked his wrist to put some extra energy behind each swat.
A chorus of cries and “oh no” greeted his delighted ears. As the spanker watched their rears turn redder and redder as each bottom made contact with his personal revenge. The cracks of the paddle rang out as each of the coworker or classmate’s selected naughty girls was grateful for the cool breeze which circulated under the dome and waft against their sizzling arses. The wind howled and so did the spanked girls. The masked avenger swung for the fences with the wooden paddle. The girls yelped and hick up cried to the beat of the master of the games leather strap paddle with blistering holes.
The apprehensive ladies view of the earth and twinkling stars was breathtaking and took their mind off their panty-clad behinds which were visible after their dresses had blown up above their waist. The air which circulated around the dome made this viewing treat possible. Slowly the roll bar cage ascended to the top of the wheel with bungee body harnesses and then back down toward there was a cracking sound in the air as the paddle and ladies feminine squeals merged in the air.
The naughty women heard the sounds coming from afar in the distance which raised their dread. Their thoughts turned to the future of their own moons soon to feel their masked classmate’s revenge. The avenger delivered retribution on his wild ride of bottom spanks yet there was no danger as the vendetta spankings were carried out with leather instead of wood implements. Naughty lasses of many ages would be fine, except some collateral damage to their asses courtesy of their spurned classmate or coworker. The masked avenger reflected on his artwork of red, blue and purple hues.
The state of Pat’s and the other ladies bottom foretold that sitting during moon school orientation was not going to be fun! It would be interesting to observe them squirm on their sore seats in the classroom. The naughty women had all arrived on the dome experience the strap paddle and now would become citizens with their masked avenger somewhere in the crowd. The dome covered 1/8th of the moon’s lunar surface ... It was time for the finale as the masked avenger put down the strap paddle and one by one stopped the chair cages and kicked the bar out from under the feet of each spanked woman. The result was they were hanging by the bungee body harness that had been put against their tender cracks.
After a full revolution of preparations he cranked up the speed of the wheel and waited for a view to a kill. Well he had killed their bottoms! The Ferris Wheel started to turn and rotated faster. The riders were all the naughty ladies which included two lovely adult coeds, Marcia and Pat with their colorful dresses blowing up in the breeze and their underpants sliding further down their pretty legs. This included Pat’s denim hue panties. The spanked naughty girls of all adult ages could have cared less, because they were far more concerned about their burning bright red blistered bottoms then losing their panties. The princesses of the group, Marcia and Pat was no grander than any of the rest as the masked man who exacted his vendetta with his paddle as evident of their inability to handle the burn which resulted in their farting in an unladylike manner.
Art watched as her royal blue panties made of silk from Harrods dangled from her ankles. A gust of wind caught the multi colored undies one after another the panties floated into the air. As the inventor of “The Pain Wheel” I took it all in, smiled and looked up at the clouds and spoke to my famous descendant who had first made it possible to ride the clouds. “Look, it’s raining panties Great Grand Pa Ferris!”
Elle
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