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Kelly had picked up a long, thin branch which lay on the grass under a tree. It was springy and made a hissing sound as it cut through the air. She moved towards the brunette as her friends grinned and watched. She whipped it down against her back, and Meghan cried out in pain, twisting and arching her back.
She whipped it down against the brunette's naked ass, and again was rewarded with a cry of pain, and a red line across the soft white cheeks. The others all laughed in delight as Kelly whipped the springy branch down again and again and again, drawing cries and sobs and squeals from the brunette.
Meghan squirmed and rolled and twisted as the stinging blows lashed across her back and buttocks and thighs. She could not evade them, though. Then two of the girls raced in and grabbed her arms, dragging her up and back onto her knees.
They forced her arms up behind her head and pulled her head back by the hair. Meghan struggled weakly as the others laughed in gleeful anticipation. Kelly moved in front of her and gazed at the heavy round breasts, then raised the switch and lashed it down across one.