First Person Point of View...

...at a Brat War Dance or Bad Girl Boogie

Behind Closed Doors

“HOWL!!!”

“And if I’ll catch you out at night again, this will be a walk in the park in comparison!”

“HOWL!!! OWIEE!!!”

“You better learn your lesson!”

“HOOWL!!! Yes! Yes!”

“You will bring attention to us!”

“HOOOWL!!! I’m sorry! I’ll be more careful!”

“Nobody can know our secret!”

“HOOOWL!!! I’ll be more discreet! I promise!”

“It’s not the first time!”

“OWWW!!! No! I know!”

“But it better be the last!”

“HOOOWL!!! Yes! OOOOW!!!!”

Who's Been a Naughty Boy?

 

Vampire Nightclub

"AROOOOW!!!!"  the howling accompanied by very loud slapping sounds could be heard all  over the block. A few passers-by stopped to look around several  times,trying to figure out, where are strange sounds coming from, but  with no success most of them just shrugged their shoulders and moved on.  Few of them understood, that a plaintive howl was coming right from an  old pub, which had a very ambiguous reputation. There were rumours among  the townsfolk that those pub was nothing more but a gangster den or  something, but many people believed that usual customers there were not  just a regular bandits, but supernatural creatures. And that was another  reason not to try to eavesdrop, what is going on. Especially because  announcement on the door was saying: "Tonight private party, admission  strictly by invitation".

A tall and well-built young  werewolf-woman was howling and bawling in pain, squirming and struggling standing in front of a littler vampire girl on all fours. The vampiress was holding her  surprisingly strong by the scurf of her neck, smacking her plump buttocks repeatedly with all her power.

"So,  flea-bitten mutt, are you finally ready to tell me, who send you to my  pub?" the vampiress asked, raising her hand for an another stroke. A  bunch of nicely dressed vampires giggled, watching them. This she-wolf  was quite bold in the beginning, after one of the waitress found out,  that she is not a vampire as she tried to pretend. Trying to break out  from the pub, she not just shifted in her wolf-form, but even crashed  few stools, broke some bottles and ruined an old poster with an  autograph of a forgotten jazz singer on it. But the bouncers got her,  and the pub owner decided to teach an unwelcome guest a good lesson herself.

"OWIEEE!!!" the werewolfess wept bitterly, wagging her  terrible sore bottom and kicking her long legs. "Please, just let me go!  OW!!! OW!!!"

"Not before you'll tell me everything I wish to  know!" the vampiress said, giving the she-werewolf few more stinging strokes, making her scream and struggle.

"Okay! OW!!! OUCH!!!  Okay! I am not send by anyone! OWIEEE!!! I swear! OUCH!!!!" the  she-werewolf kicked her legs furiously, squirming and wagging her  terrible sore bottom, trying to make the stinging sensation in her  well-spanked buttocks easy even a bit.

"Bullshit! Tell me the  truth!" the vampiress gave her an especially painful spank, making her  bawl so loud, that all the glasses started cracking. "Oh, it looks like  you're giving me one more reason to tan your fat ass right to bones!  Tell me the truth finally, or I'll spank you into to next week!"

"OWIEEE!!!!  But I'm telling the... EEEYOOOW!!!! I'm promise! I swear! I'm not  lying! I came here by my own! I hoped, if I'll find out something  interesting about these vampires plans, my alpha will promote me in the  pack..." she broke in tears.

"Oh, how sweet! A flea-bitten loser  tried to spy on us just hoping, that it will help her to promote in her  pack of losers! I'm sorry, but it looks like you lose again! Okay, wolfie, I believe you. And the interrogation is over. But now I need to  punish you for this mess in my pub!" the vampiress looked at her customers. "Ladies and gentlemen, how many strokes of my lovely silver paddle deserves this werewolf-bitch for all the damage she had done?  And the first of all - any strokes I already gave her don't count!"

Hard Luck Werewolf

It was a cool spring morning. A lone tall blonde girl was walking through a forest. She looked around and noticed a rainbow.

"How interesting!" she whispered to herself "As I heard, a rainbow in a fine day should lead to a leprechaun's gold... Or a lair? Ugh! Nevermind! I'd better to check it!"

So she sneaked to the place, where the strange rainbow was rising from, carefully looking around and sniffing the air just like a hunting wolf.

"Oh, what do I see!" suddenly she heard a mocking voice "Where is your green, lass? Did you forgot what a day today is?"

The blonde turned around and saw a small red-bearded man dressed in green costume and top hat.

"What do you mean 'my green', dwarf?" she asked back "And I don't care what a day is today, it's more important that the moon is still almost full these nights!"

"That was rude, lass!" the man in green replied "I guess, you need a lesson!"

"Oh, leave me alone, dwarf! Don't bother me, if you don't want me to teach you a lesson!" the blonde growled and showed him her wolfish teeth.

The man in green just smirked and suddenly snapped his fingers. The she-werewolf growled louder, but before she made any move, she suddenly became almost equal high with the man in green. She gulped out of surprise.

"What had you done?! Who the hell are you?!" she screamed. Suddenly her ears became pointed, while her body started to cover with a grey fur.

The man in green smirked.

"I don't care if you are a supernatural creature just like I am, wolf lass. But don't you dare to insult a leprechaun at Saint Patrick's Day! And since you was this rude, I think just a single pinch won't be enough to teach you a proper lesson!" the leprechaun took the she-werewolf by her hand and lead her to a stump. He sat on the stump and pulled her over his knees.

"Is this really that necessary?" she growled.

"Oh, this is very necessary, wolf lass!" he said, pulling her leather pants down, revealing her lace pink panties. He pulled them down too and took her by her tail. Then he raised his hand, and the first heavy spank landed on her plump buttocks. The she-werewolf whined in surprisingly sharp pain. The leprechaun continued spanking her. He was using just his hand, but his spanks were surprisingly painful, so the she-werewolf quite quickly started howling and squirming in pain, furiously kicking her legs and struggling to break out, but the leprechaun only laughed at her futile stand, continuing the punishment.

"OW!!! OWIEEE!!!! OUCH!!! Please, stop! EEEYOOOW!!!! I am sorry! OUCH!!! OW!!! YARAAA!!! That really hurt! OUCH!!! OW!!! OUCH!!!"  the she-werewolf howled and bawled in pain, begging for mercy.

"Oh, I don't think, that you really learned your lesson, wolf lass!" the leprechaun giggled. "You're howling is too weak! Howl louder! I said louder! I want your song to be heard all over the forest!" he laughed.

The she-werewolf howling became louder, then even louder and more and more plaintive. And the more plaintive it becomes, the less human she was looking alike. And when she turned into a wolf completely, the leprechaun finally stopped the punishment.

"Perfect! Now I believe, that you are sorry, wolf lass! And run away, beast!" he pushed her off his knees and gave her a powerful kick, before  snapping his fingers once more.

The she-wolf ran away, howling in pain and not noticing that she returned to her normal size, while the rainbow disappeared, just like it never was there...

Warm Evening

"AU!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! I am sorry, Frau Smith! AUA!!!"

"Are you, Miss Krüger? Judging by the fact, that you dare to sassy to me even after a caning I gave you this morning for your attitude, I doubt a lot that you are sorry even a bit!"

"AUTSCH!!! AUA!!! AU!!!!"

In Pennies

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo!!!"

"Hold still, Miss! It's in your own interests, if nobody here will know about our little deal, isn't it?"

"AUA!!! Yes... AU!!! It is... AUTSCH!!!!"

"Are you still thinking that it is a good idea to rummage through other people's things a good one, Miss?"

"AUTSCH!!! AUA!!! Nein! AUTSCH!!! No! AUTSCH!!! I am sorry! AUA!!!"

"Good! But I'm sure your fat German ass can take as much, as you tried to steal from me! In pennies!"

"AUTSCH!!! AUA!!! AUA!!! AU!!!!"

Watchdog

"OWIEE!!!"

"Hadn't we agreed, that you'll stay with the Dragonborn, while I'll look for that damned crypt?!"

"OW!!! But I was by him! OW!!!"

"Oh, yeah? And where is he now? We should all meet at Standing Stones!"

"Yes, but... OWIEE!!! We were passed by a cave and he asked me to wait him outside... OW!!! So I did, but he didn't return... OWIEE!!!"

"You did what?! Hadn't you even thought, that that something could happen to him in that cave?! Why didn't you follow him?!"

"HOWL!!! But he ordered... OWIEEE!!!"

"Does it really matter, what had he ordered? Dovakin is too important for the world to losing him such a stupid way! You should sneak after him! Werewolves are always in trouble!"

"HOWL!!!"

Library Rules

 

Cornertime for Belinda

 

Batman Returns: Catwoman vs Poodle Lady

A German Brat at Riverdale High

Merry Christmas!

The Curse of The She-Werewolf

Livonna finally stopped howling and just lay down, feeling how the raindrops were flow down her wool. She had no idea, where to go or even what to do. So long she was a loyal servant to Dame Athanasia, but now she was free once again, and she had no idea what to do with this freedom. All alone, not need to anyone, betrayed and broken - a lone wolf, but not proud and independent, as they almost always were shown in the old books. She sighed. Long time ago she wasn't Dame Athanasia's lap dog. She was a monster that was hunting in the night. But she wasn't born as a werewolf...

When Livonna was telling her past to Falaen, she didn't lying. Almost. Of course, she didn't tell him many things about herself, but the main part was true - she was raised in a family from a lower-class, so she never had any chance to get a proper education. But she always loved studying even while she had almost no time and money for that.

When she grew up she had no choice but to find any job, so she left her ancestral home and moved to a nearby town, where she became a waitress in a tavern. Almost all the money she was earning again and again went towards food and rent, but she always tried to by a new book, when she had a chance. And one day she spent her money to a book instead from paying her rent in time, hoping that her landlord won't notice that before the weekend, when she was sure she will be able to pay.

At the next morning Livonna was preparing to go to work, when the door of her cheep flat suddenly swung open with a loud crash, and a tall robust man appeared at the threshold.

"Livonna Grau! Where are you planning to go, I wonder?" he shouted. "Did you forgot, what a day was yesterday? If so, I'll be happy to remind you!" he struck a thick leather strap over his palm.

Livonna gulped nervously.

"Oh, master Codogno! Good day!" she curtsy. "No, I didn't forget anything! I just was short on money, so I hoped, that you will give me a little delay. Just three or four days more, and I will pay you for my flat."

Codogno frowned.

"I don't need your stupid excuses! I need my money. And I warned you several times - if you need some delay, warn me in good time! I have every right to throw you out right now!"

Livonna looked at him pleadingly.

"Please, no, master Codogno! I will pay you right at this weekend! I swear!"

Codogno shook his head and took Livonna by her arm.

"You'll pay me right here and now, or you can start looking for a new flat immediately!" he dragged her to the door.

"Please, I am sorry! I will pay you, I promise! I just don't have enough money right now! But I will pay you as soon as I'll have! I promise!"

Codogno dragged the girl out from the flat and stopped, frowning.

"Well, maybe I can give you a little delay."

Livonna sighed in relief. But before she could say anything, Codongo continued: "I will pay me this evening, or I will throw you out. And I don't care, if you have nowhere to go, wench! And right now I'll give you some stimulus not to forget our deal!" he lifted her skirt and raised the strap.

Codongo had a very heavy hand. Livonna was jumping and hopping in place at each stroke of the strap across her bare buttocks, bawling and screaming in pain and desperation. She wanted to run away, but she knew very well, that in this case Codongo surely will just throw all her things out from the flat like a garbage.

"And this will be an example for all of my tenants - if any of you will overdue rent or will try to cheat on it, I will show you no mercy." every his word was followed by a heavy stroke of the strap, making poor Livonna scream and weep in pain. When Codongo finally stopped, she continued jumping and hopping in place, just like she was dancing a kind of war dance, for a few more minutes, rubbing her terrible sore bottom.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! I am sorry, master Codongo! I will pay you this evening! I promise! I swear! Ow! My poor bottom! Boohoo!!!!" Livonna wept bitterly.

Codongo nodded, still frowning.

"And if you won't pay the rent this evening, I'll give you another walloping and throw you out! Is that clear?"

"Crystal clear... Ouch!" Livonna finally stopped her dance of pain and lowered her skirt, still rubbing her bottom.

Codongo nodded and walked away, leaving tearful girl alone.

With a very sore bottom under her skirt and restless restless thoughts in her head Livonna had difficulty remembering customers' orders. Usually she had no troubles with them and was always getting a good tips, but this day she was lucky, that no one wanted to complain. And the worst thing was the fact, that she had almost no chance to get the money she was need so much before the evening. She was almost desperate, but suddenly she got an idea.

A new customer, Reginald Front-de-Bœuf, baron of Finsterwood, ordered "Shadowbanish" one of the most expensive wine the tavern ever got. Livonna went to the wine cellar and pour some wine from a barrel with the wine the baron ordered and some wine from a barrel with one of the most cheap wine in the tavern. She sniffed and tasted from both portions and shrugged.

"I don't seen almost any difference... Maybe the baron also won't notice, if I'll replace the wine he wants with this cheap wine? And then I'll finally get the money I need!" she thought, feeling the jug with the cheap wine.

Livonna put the order in front of the baron and moved to the next customers. Time to time she sneaked a peek at Front-de-Bœuf, but he was just enjoying his meal. The sneaky waitress was almost sure, that her little mischief managed well, but suddenly the baron called for her.

"Excuse me, girl, but what is this?" he asked in annoyed voice, pointing at his goblet.

"'Shadowbanish', milord," Livonna curtsy. "Just as you ordered."

"Don't play games with me, wench!" the baron replied more annoyed. "I know very well, what an excellent taste 'Shadowbanish' has. And this is surely not 'Shadowbanish'! Call the innkeeper! Now! I have few questions for him!"

Of course Livonna's little trickery was quickly found out. Baron of Finsterwood was furious and insisted, that dastard girl should be punished for her villainy. Livonna tried to talk herself out of trouble, saying that she just mixed up the barrels when she was pouring the wine, but nobody listened her. The innkeeper said the bartender to drag the guilty waitress into the cellar, where they striped her out from her clothes and tied her to the barrel with the cheap wine she served to the baron.

Livonna already was punished few times for the bad customer service. Just like all other waitresses. The usual punishment was bare bottom belting from the bartender or the innkeeper himself, but this time he ordered to give her a good dozen with a cat'o'nine tails. And while poor Livonna was bawling and screaming in pain out loud, promising never to shortchange customers again, the innkeeper had a talk with Front-de-Bœuf. The baron made him agree, that after such a insult he has a right no to pay for his meal, and that the dastard waitress should be fired immediately. So right after her whipping, which left almost no untouched place over her buttocks and back, Livonna was threw out from the tavern.

Weeping in pain and despair, Livonna was walking down the street. This surely was the worst day in her life, and she couldn't blame anyone but herself. And the worst part was that she still had no money to pay the rent. Could this day become any worse? Livonna stopped and carefully rubber first her terrible sore bottom and then aching back, sobbing. Suddenly she heard laugh and music. She almost came to a town fair. And that gave the poor girl a new idea.

Trying to act as if nothing had happened, Livonna walked across the fair, looking around carefully. Her new plan was simple - to steal something valuable and then sell it somewhere else. She knew, that would be wrong, but she had no other choice. But luck didn't smile on her. She had stopped in front of many counters, but marketers and customers were watchful enough, so she didn't get any chance to steal anything. Finally Livonna stopped near the stage, where a beautiful Gypsy woman was performing a passionate dance. Livonna noticed, that Gypsy's golden pendant was almost failing from her neck because of a frayed rope at each her move. So she just waited, until the Gypsy moved near her and seized the moment to catch the pendant. Then she slowly turned around and walked away.

The rest of the day Livonna spent trying to sell the stolen pendant. She knew few buyers of stolen goods in the town, but non of them made a bid which was enough for her. She even didn't try to get more money than in she was so terrible need to pay the rent by selling it, which meant that she would starve until she will find a new job. When the first buyer offered her his price for the pendant, which wasn't even a half of the money she need, she refused to sell it and went to another one. And then to another one. And then to another one...

The sun has set. Livonna put the pendant on and sighed, looking at the rising moon. She didn't get the money to pay the rent. And now she had no choice but to return to her flat, which already was no longer hers, get another whipping and become a vagabond. She sighed and turned away from the moon. Suddenly she felt strange. Very strange. She fell on her knees, feeling that something is happening to her body. Something strange. Something weird. She finally could stand up and looked around. Then she screamed out loud. But a wild beast's howl drowned out her scream. The wolf was staying right in front of her in a doorway. It was showing off it's teeth. It's hungry eyes were glowing in the dark. Livonna screamed louder, still hearing a wolfish howling instead of her own voice. She reached her hand out to touch the beast and fell only cold glass under her fingers. Under her wolfish fingers. The only beast there was herself, and she was staying right in front of the closed basement window.

A large grey she-wolf was running across the streets. She had no idea what to do or where to go. All she wanted was just run away. Somewhere far from the town. In the woods, where she would be able to live by herself. Where nobody will find her. She stopped near a house at the end of the street and howled long and hard. First she heard, how the dogs started responding her with the howling from all over the town. Then the window she was standing under suddenly opened and something terrible hot scalded her back, bottom and hind legs. Poor she-wolf howled even louder, now in terrible pain, jumping and hopping around.

"What's the matter, mutt? Don't you like it?" she heard a female voice. "Than go away and never come back if you don't want to get some more!"

Still bawling in pain, she-werewolf ran away in the night.

And while Dame Athanasia and Kajira were talking about the past, sitting in a warm room in front of a fireplace, and Livonna was recalling her own past, lying under the heavy rain in the forest, Wolffang still was walking through the streets under the heavy rain, desperately searching for Livonna. She entered another gateway and stopped in fear. Two young elven women were walking down the street right in front of her. Wolffang held her breath. She would recognise this two any where. Van'Elle and Flavia! Did they finally found her? Or Or did she still have a chance? The orcess tiptoed back through the gateway.

"What was that, Flavia? Did you hear something?" Wolfang heard familiar voice.

"No, Van'Elle... Are you sure, that we will found anyone... Ow! Was is it really that necessary?!"

"Yes, it was! And I will give you a proper spanking, if you will continue this arguing! No go and check that gateway!"

Wolffang decided not to wait. She rushed to her heels without looking back.