For Evelyn, this was the worst experience of her life. And it couldn't even be considered a real spanking, poor naive girl. She had begun to moan softly, surrendered, her eyes bright and sniffling. When she finally felt that series of slaps stop, she breathed a sigh of relief, certain that they were done with the scene and that her savior was about to enter the scene. But when she heard Miki's words she turned pale. The jeans were stage clothes, comfortable, they slipped over the curve of her ass with ease showing a nice pink tint and letting Ivy feel the air on her skin. "No! Please, not that!" She exclaimed, her voice tearful, trying to cover her cheeks and a pair of pretty lilac cotton panties. The surreal thing was that the crew seemed mesmerized and that they were all convinced it was a scene of intense acting.

(Sorry for the late reply, have been busy with pre-Christmas IRL stuff)

Miki was enjoying this more than she should, while she wanted to humiliate the girl, she did not want to hurt her too much.

"None of that," Miki replied as she pushed the girl's hands away from her bottom. The girl had a cute butt, she admitted that. Now it was time to turn it into a deeper shade of red.

The next few smacks landed on bare flesh and Miki could feel the difference between in the bare bottom spanking. The smack felt more raw against the reddening skin of her butt and she knew the girl must have been in agony at the pain.

(Forgive me but my holiday season was a nightmare)

Evelyn let out a strangled cry as the slaps began to fall on her bare skin.
"Auch! AH! Enough, ple-EA-se, st-top!" Her tears slid down her face, leaving streaks in the dark, dusty makeup that was supposed to simulate the ashes of the explosion.
"I'm sorry!" She moaned, she didn't even know what she was apologizing for, but she was hoping she was of some use.
Miki felt her give up, stop squirming, as if she understood that the only one who was in control there was just Miki.
But the protagonist was starting to wonder if it wasn't a bit excessive and if the director wasn't enjoying the scene a little too much.
He then he took the initiative, entering the scene. The new script required him to recite the new lines, and so he did.
"Hey! Are you okay? What ... what's going on here?" He asked, feigning extremely surprised.