"Gimme a beer, boys," he said, and Shauna jerked as she felt his hand on her thigh.

"Take your hand off, Leonard!" she gasped, but he eased it up her thigh, tweaking and pulling at her white flesh as he reached her panties. "You can't do this, it's rape! I'll have you in jail!"

"Oh yeah? With seven of us saying how you lured us here because you knew my folks were away and begged for it?" He ran his hand over the tight curves of Shauna's ass, his fingers still mercifully outside her panties.

"Stop it!" Shauna cried, heaving on the sofa back, trying to get free. But her hands and legs were tightly tied and the rope around her waist stopped her from rolling forward.

Leonard laughed and flicked the little plaited cheerleading skirt with its red and gray stripes up and over her ass.

"Oh, fuck," he said, picking up his beer and slurping it down. "I knew this ass was good. Take a look, boys."

Shauna screamed and pleaded with them as they all gathered around to look at her lovely ass, the tight curves stretched to perfection by the terrible pull of the ropes. At least she had her panties on, but they weren't much protection. All of them came to look, even Pierre and Betty. The sides of Betty's blouse flicked around showing her tits in her little lacy bra, and that disgusted Shauna almost as much as the sight of the massive bulge in Pierre's pants.

"Okay, boys," Leonard said, taking another drink. "Let me show you how to use this. It's easy."

Shauna didn't know what he meant until the most terrible pain burst in her ass. She screamed and twisted in time to see the rubber paddle bouncing away from her stretched asscheeks.

"No, stop it!" she screamed, her ass burning.