The girls walked back out onto the deck and into the sunshine. A welcome cooling breeze tempered the warmth of the day. The ship had anchored during the night to wait its turn to enter the Suez Canal, before continuing its voyage into the red sea and beyond through the Arabian Sea.. Their voyage would take them through the northern part of the Indian Ocean and past Sri Lanka. Heading east, they would pass the Bay of Bengal and the northern tip of Sumatra, before heading south through the strait of Malacca to Malaysia. In the distance the girls could see the shores of Dumyat, their vision of the shoreline distorted by the refraction of heat from the desert sands.

Kate looked around the luxuriously appointed deck. Some of the girls were sunbathing; their beautiful bodies splayed provocatively as they enjoyed the warmth of the sun's rays. Others were sat around the bar area sipping ice cold drinks from thermos glasses.

Occasionally their eyes would turn towards the boy. His upturned bottom displayed as if in invitation to punish or torment. Peter had been lying quietly for about twenty minutes he was acutely aware of his nakedness and the close proximity of the girls. He could not help flinching each time a girl walked past him, or blushing at the thought of the humiliation he had endured at their hands. He felt a hand gently stroke over his bottom, shivering as delicate fingers trailed down between his legs.

"Open your eyes Peter, are you awake?" Peter opened his eyes to see a young girl bending over him, her face only inches from his own. She was fully dressed in a white silken shirt and matching white cotton skirt. She was small and slender, her pretty face, wearing thin-rimmed spectacles made her look even younger than her eighteen year. Peter blushed as the girl looked in to his eyes; her words making his stomach churn in acute fear and embarrassment. Behind her stood a taller blonde girl, dressed in the same whites and carrying a leather tawse. She moved around to the other side of the bed, out of Peter's sight, and knelt down beside the bed. The first girl looked at Peter, her pretty blue eyes looking directly into his as she spoke.

"My name is Jill and it is my turn to spank you now. So if you will get up on to you hands and knees, I will take the cushions away and you can have your bottom smacked kneeling just where you are. Up you get then, there's a good boy." Peter blushed profusely, looking at the young girl and yet not believing that someone so young and innocent looking could actually mean to smack his bottom. He groaned in anguish and embarrassment as he raised himself from the sun-bed until he was on his hands and knees. He felt utterly embarrassed as he watched the girl carefully slide the cushions out from underneath him. He blushed again as the soft fabric of the cushions rubbed against the tip of his penis causing him to jerk his hips and try and raise his bottom even higher.

The girl's studious expression belied the enjoyment she was feeling as she took the cushions away, noting that the boy's penis was already semi-erect. "If you will give me the tawse Lisa, I will smack him first, while you hold his penis and testicles out of the way." Peter felt his stomach churn in utter dread and trepidation as he heard her words. He felt the soft skin of the Lisa's forearm brush against his bottom as she handed the tawse to Jill, who was kneeling in front of him. He watched in horror as she nonchalantly took it in her right hand and proceeded to swish it through the air.

Behind him, Lisa leaned forward and reached her hands out underneath his hips. She watched as the boy almost jumped out of his skin as he felt her delicate fingers encircle his scrotum and then other hand grip his penis firmly. She felt a thrill run through her body as she deftly slid his foreskin right back, exposing the glans fully, much to his obvious dismay.

Jill stood up and walked around to the rear of the boy. His knees were spread wide a apart and she could see Lisa's hands busily kneading his testicles and manipulating his foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis. She raised the tawse and without warning him, brought the thick leather down hard across the very centre of his naked buttocks. Jill could not have described the utter sensuality of the emotion she felt as she watched the tawse impact the soft flesh of his bottom and heard the sound of the hard 'slap' as the leather met his flesh.

"Arrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhh" Peter groaned in anguish and pain as the leather bit into his buttocks. He could not believe that so slender a girl could have beaten him so hard. He clenched and unclenched his bottom cheeks trying to rid himself of the pain unaware that a second stroke was already on its way.

"Slaaaaaaaaaapppp" The leather again enveloped the tender flesh of his bottom. Jill shivered with excitement as she watched the boy buck and writhe with the pain and indignity of the second stroke of the tawse.

Lisa busied her fingers, moving her hand quickly up and down the shaft of his penis, her other hand gently kneading and hefting his testicles until she felt the penis begin to harden into a full erection. "Poor baby" She whispered softly to him. "Fancy having to have your poor bottom smacked so hard." She squeezed his testicles firmly and pulled them forward as she caught sight of Jill raising the tawse high in the air. "Relax your bottom, there's a good boy and let the strap do its work." Peter shivered with humiliation and pain as Lisa slipped his foreskin down the shaft of his penis and held it tight as once again the tawse bit into the soft flesh of his bottom.

"Slaaaaaaaaaaaaappppp" The tawse bit right into his bottom, the two tails curling under the overhang of flesh between buttock and thigh. "There's a good boy" Lisa whispered, her excitement almost palpable as she gently drew his foreskin up over the glans her fingers grazing against the sensitive tip as she once again held his testicles firmly. Jill was too excited to hesitate and savour the moment she raised the tawse high and with all her strength brought the instrument of punishment hard against the juncture of his thighs.

"Arggggghhhhh" His scream of anguish was music to her ears as she watched him buck and writhe in pain and utter degradation. She stood for a moment clutching her breast, aware that the other girls were watching the naked boy as he tried to deal with the pain. She could see that he was sobbing with distress, his shoulders moving up and down and his body shivering with emotion.

Jill knelt down by his side and gently stroked his cheek. "There Peter, I'm sorry I have had to smack your bottom, but that's what naughty bottoms are for. You can thank me for spanking you and then I'll hold your penis and testicles out of the way so that Lisa doesn't catch them with the tawse." Peter looked at the young girl through his tears; her expression was so demure that he could hardly equate what she was saying to him.

"I am so sorry miss, I'm er.. so sorry." Peter could hardly speak as he looked at the young girl, who had so cruelly spanked his bottom. "Please forgive me miss" Jill looked at him coolly. "Then thank me for punishing you." Peter could not believe how utterly humiliated he felt as he tried to form his words. "Thank you miss... er thank you for punishing me." He sobbed the words, blushing a deep crimson as Jill gently laid her hand against his cheek. She watched the boy continue sobbing as she walked around the bed, noticing the bright red welts clearly delineated against his pale skin. She moved around to the other side of the sun bed, handing Lisa the tawse as they passed by each other. She knelt down on the deck and reached under the boy's chin, making him turn his head towards her. "Now Peter I want you to look at me without turning your head away while you are being punished. Lisa is going to give you another four strokes of the tawse on your bottom, and I am going to hold you like this." Peter groaned as Jill deliberately increased his humiliation by making the boy look at her as she slid her hand under his chest and smoothed her fingers down under his tummy before grasping his penis firmly. She heard him gasp as her fingers encircled his penis only to moan more loudly as she cupped his testicles in her other hand and squeezed them firmly.

"Now be a good boy and take your medicine." She said; as she deliberately slipped the skin of his foreskin down the engorged flesh of his penis before bringing back up, squeezing hard as the skin slipped over the glans. Peter was quivering from head to foot as Jill held him firmly. He did not hear the first swish of the tawse as it travelled through the air and found it's mark across the centre of his bottom. He quivered and shook as Lisa lashed his bottom four times, her strokes equally as hard as that of her companion. He screamed with anguish as the tawse came down across his buttocks, leaving him no respite.

"Arrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh. He screamed as his already tender bottom received stroke after stroke. Lisa had equally spaced the tawse, marking him from the top of his buttocks down to the crease at the juncture of his thighs. Jill was in heaven as she watched the pain and anguish upon his face increase as he received each stroke, unable to hide his pain, humiliation and abject dismay. His penis throbbed mightily beneath her fingers as she deftly brought him to the very edge of a climax. She was careful to not to go to far; holding him firmly for the last stroke and then squeezing his testicles at the same time as her fingers pressed hard against the perineum.

Jill took her hands away from his genitals; she could see that a droplet of clear liquid had already formed at the tip of his penis.

Peter gasped and shook, tears rolled down his cheeks and dropped on to the bed below. His arms felt weary from the prolonged 'hands and knees' position, which he had been required to hold throughout the eight strokes of the tawse; the results of which were now clearly emblazoned across his tender bottom cheeks. Peter was left him no respite; several of the girls, on Kate's instructions came across to the bed and helped turn him over. They watched his anguished face as they laid him with his tender buttocks overhanging the edge of the bed; unceremoniously hoisting his legs in the air while two of the girls took his legs and held them wide apart. They held them back and above his chest, lifting his buttocks high off the bed.

Peter watched in horror as Kate stood between his legs a thin rattan cane in her hand as she looked down at him. He was aware that his penis was standing upwards, the exposed tip, pointing straight in the air and that his testicles were hanging down between his widely splayed thighs.

The girls had gathered around him and wherever Peter looked, all he could see were the beautiful bodies and faces the girls, looking down and examining every inch of his body. A shiver ran through his body as Kate held the cane between two hands and spoke to him. Her tall statuesque body seemed even taller as he looked up from his spread-eagled position on the bed.

"Well Peter just four strokes to go. You are not to close your eyes, do you understand me. Peter nodded, unable to speak through his shame and tears. He felt his head being lifted and held as one of the girls, who was completely naked, slid across the bed above his head and straddled the soft mattress. She took his head and rested it against her tummy so that Peter could do nothing but look at Kate as she stood back and raised the cane above her head. Suddenly he felt several hands grasp his testicles and penis, soft fingers holding his most intimate parts. He felt his foreskin being forced back down the shaft of his penis and his testicles pulled up away from his buttocks. Cleverly the girls manipulated his testicles and penis causing him to gasp with sensation.

"I am afraid this is going to hurt you Peter, but it is for your own good." Kate's voice was soft and controlled, in stark contrast to the swift stroke of the cane, which bit into the tender flesh of his bottom.

"Arggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Peter raised his hip in agony as the pain seared through his body. He had never known such torment; his body shivered and shook, vainly trying to ease the snakebite sting of the slim rattan cane.

"Swiiissssssssssssssh....craaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk.The cane bit into his flesh once more, his buttocks shivering and quaking with the intensity of the unrelenting pain. Such was his anguish that the girls let go of his genitals, watching as his penis, although erect and engorged, still managed to slap from side to side against his hips. His head was thrown back against the soft flesh of the naked girl as his mouth opened wide and he gasped for air.

The girls took their cue from Kate, taking hold of his penis and testicles once more and holding them away from his buttocks as Kate quickly raised the cane. "craaaaaccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk." The cane bit into his flesh again. The soft skin immediately reddening as the cane impacted.

"arrrrggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh." Peter screamed. His voice pitched high into a wail as the pain coursed through every nerve ending. His body shook and shivered, his genitals, once more freed by the girls, slapped wildly against his hips and tummy.

Kate's voice was calm and controlled as she thrilled at the site of the naked boy laid prostrated before her. "Poor baby, fancy having to have such a hard smack-bottom. Never mind it will soon be over. Try and keep your bottom still for the last stroke there's a good boy."

Kate knew full well that Peter would not be able to keep his bottom still; her words were merely intended to inflame and embarrass his senses. His anguished face was a testimony to her success as she nodded to the girls, watching them quickly take a firm hold of his penis and testicles, as once more she raised the cane and brought it down in a graceful arc, watching the rattan bite into his flesh.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Peter's body stiffened as if he had been electrocuted. His head was thrown back and his scream was hideously high pitched as he fought the pain. "arggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Beside himself with pain he shivered and shook, his head lashing from side to side as the unrelenting pain seemed to build to an even higher intensity. The girls held his genitals firmly this time their fingers expertly milking him as he writhed and shivered. He became aware that his testicles were being squeezed and that his foreskin was being manipulated up and down as his body quivered and shook in anguish. "There poor baby, did I hurt your little bottom." Kate's words humiliated him as he once more became aware of his shameful and exposed nakedness in front of the young female officers.

He was in a daze as they lifted him from the sun bed; only vaguely aware of the silk scarves being tied to his wrists, and the stretching of his arms as they fastened his hands high above his head to the chromium plated overhead stanchion. He offered no resistance as his feet were spread apart and fastened with soft silk to the cleats set into the deck. He felt a glass being fed to his lips and water fill his mouth as they bade him drink.

The girls watched him carefully as he stood beneath the stanchion, his legs spread wide and his arms stretched above him. He had opened his eyes and Kate could see that his pupils were now properly focussed.

She looked down at him with a kindly expression as she raised the glass to his lips once more. Peter drank greedily before Kate lowered the glass and put it down on the table beside her.

She smoothed her hand across his face and then down his chest. Peter became acutely aware that her firm jutting breasts were only inches from his face as he looked up at her.

"Right Peter this will be the last part of your punishment from us today. You have been a naughty little boy and have shown no respect for our privacy. So now we are all going to watch you, while you have your privacy violated." Peter looked aghast as Kate spoke to him. He could see the girls had formed a semi-circle around him and was well aware that his naked body was freely on display to everyone.

"Now Peter, we are going to make this penis of yours stiff again." Peter shivered as she emphasised the word "penis" by taking hold of the base of his now flaccid member and slapping it from side to side against his hips.

"Jill and Lisa are sitting behind you. Jill is just going to pop something into your bottom. And then she will milk your penis until you ejaculate in front of everyone." Peter tried to turn his head to look, but could not see either Jill or Lisa, who were sat on small stools behind his widely, spread legs. A small table had been placed to one side, on top of which were a variety of instruments and a full range of anal electrodes. The table also held a large assortment of jars, tubes of electrode lubricants, towels, a bowl of hot water and a bucket full of ice.

Peter was so embarrassed at Kate's announcement that he blushed profusely, the blood rushing to his cheeks until they were coloured a deep crimson.

"You will keep your eyes open and face the girls while Jill is milking you. Do you understand me?" Peter was shivering with embarrassment, he tried to drop his head, but Kate held him under the chin and made him look up at her. "One more attempt to look away and I will ask Ami to put her shocker to the end of your penis and press the trigger, have you got that young man?" Peter blushed up again, his head spinning as Kate held his face close to hers and looked him straight in the eye. Her beauty overwhelming him and her words embarrassing him so much that he could hardly breathe.

He jerked his hips in shock as he suddenly felt his buttocks being stretched wide apart. He heard Lisa's voice admonish him. "Keep still or I will hold you by the testicles - to keep you still! Do you understand me?" Peter could barely mumble his affirmation as his buttocks were stretched wider and a lubricated finger started to probe the puckered flesh at the entrance to his anus. His buttocks seemed to be on fire as Lisa stretched the mounds of flesh apart. She watched intently as Jill, probed with her slim finger until the sphincter dilated enough for her to slip her finger inside him.

"Arrgghh" Peter could not help but groan as Jill expertly slid her slender finger all the way in and began to probe and prod the sensitive mound of the boy's prostate gland. "Argghhh" Peter groaned and shivered again as her fingertip rubbed against the sensitive gland.

"Smaaaaaaccck" Jill delivered a sharp slap to his buttocks while at the same time pushing hard against the sphincter with a second finger. Expertly she manoeuvred her hand until she had two fingers firmly inserted up into his bottom. "Relax your bottom now, don't be a naughty boy, I would have thought your bottom was sore enough as it is without me having to smack you again." "Arrrggggggggh" Peter moaned as she lubricated his anal passage, pressing this way and that, curling her fingers and then widening them in a scissor motion deep inside him. She lubricated his anus diligently, pushing in and out of him, incessantly stretching the virgin orifice, until she felt that she had him loose enough to insert the egg-shaped electrode.

Kate watched the boy begin to shiver with sensation. She looked down at his genitals, seeing the telltale throb of his penis as it began to engorge. He tried to turn his head as he heard Jill speak to him. She had pulled the stool, she was sitting on, closer to him and he could feel her breath against his buttocks.

"Just relax and breathe deeply, there's a good boy." Peter attempted to do both aware that his penis was beginning to erect as Jill's delicate fingers explored inside his bottom. Suddenly he felt her slip her fingers from his bottom and press something large between his buttocks. He jerked his hips forward attempting to escape the object that was invading his bottom. Kate quickly reached down and took hold of his penis in both hands. She slipped the foreskin back and ran the palm of her hand over the sensitive opening of the urethra. As Peter pressed his hips back to escape the acute sensation to his penis, he felt the egg shaped object being pushed firmly upwards into the tender opening of his anus. He gasped unable to believe that he could accommodate anything so large within his bottom.

Jill expertly introduced the narrowest part of the device through the opening, carefully increasing the pressure as she watched the sphincter dilate. Inexorably the bulbous egg slid slowly up inside him, stretching him so unexpectedly that he involuntarily bent his knees outwards in an obscene gesture as the widest part of the device was pushed upwards through the sphincter into his anus.

Jill watched the ring of muscle contract over the shiny metal of the electrode, accelerating it up into his bottom. She gently patted the cheeks of his bottom as the device disappeared inside him. Nonchalantly she wiped the lubricant from her fingers with a towel before taking the cable that was attached to the egg and plugging it into the control unit.