Fire and Ice

    Belinda, a pretty blonde from Germany, with ice blue eyes and a bubble butt, stormed into her apartment and headed right towards her refrigerator. Opening the freezer she removed one of the many ice packs she had stored in there. Why so many, you may ask. If you got spanked as often as Belinda did, your freezer would be full of ice packs, too. 

   Removing her skirt and panties, Belinda checked her plump posterior out in her full length mirror. It was even redder than she expected it to be. Holding an ice pack to her boiling butt cheeks, she sighed. “For such a tiny woman, Professor Amanda McClain sure can spank hard. Of course, she was using a hairbrush. That damn brush burned like Hell fire!”

 

   Professor McClain was Belinda’s art professor. She was thirty some years old, only five feet tall, and probably weighted ninety pounds. But she swung a hairbrush like a lumberjack swings his axe. Belinda was babysitting the professor’s daughter, Amy, for her tonight. Once Amy went to bed, Belinda decided to make herself a snack. Opening the refrigerator, Belinda saw Amanda had a bottle of wine. The temptation was too great for the alcohol loving girl, and she poured herself a glass. Turning she was surprised to see Amanda standing behind her. Belinda hadn’t heard her come in. Amanda, fire raging in her eyes, grabbed Belinda by the ear, and marched her into her bedroom.

 

     “I’m paying you to watch my daughter, NOT to get drunk. On the wine I was saving for my party tomorrow.” Amanda said, as she sat down in a chair by her bed, before pulling Belinda across her lap, flipping up her short skirt, and pulling down her panties. Picking up a large oval hairbrush from her nightstand, she began to rain fire down on Belinda’s big bottom.

   Hearing the commotion, the loud cracks from Amanda’s hairbrush, the yells from Belinda, Amy went into her mother’s bedroom to investigate. “Mommy, why are you spanking Belinda? Has she been bad?”

 

   “Yes, Amy, she’s been very, very naughty.” Amanda said, as she continued her assault on Belinda’s ample ass.

 

   Shocked by how red Belinda’s bottom was, Amy asked her, “Does your booty hurt, Belinda?”

    “Does it hurt? My ass is on FIRE!” Belinda said tearfully.

 

   “OH, Mommy, Belinda said a BAD word! Are you going to spank her for that, too?” Amy asked.

    Amanda had decided Belinda’s had been punished enough, but hearing that, she decided to continue. “How dare you use profanity in front of a child you’re supposed to be watching! You’re  a horrible role model.”

 

   “But…”, Belinda, said, begging for mercy. “I’m from Germany. I did not know that was a bad word here.”

 

   “Well, then, this will be a lesson to teach you how to behave when you’re hired to babysit somebody’s child AND an English lesson.” Amanda said before landing a final thirty swats on Belinda’s already blistering bottom, fifteen for each cherry red cheek, mainly on Belinda’s sit spots. 

   Releasing the bawling blonde from her lap, Belinda began to bounce around the bedroom, from foot to foot. Howling and rubbing her neon red rear. Amy thought she looked so silly, she couldn’t stop laughing.

   After a few minutes, Belinda had calmed down enough, to apologise to Amanda. While she did, Amy reached up and touched Belinda’s bottom, “WOW, your booty is HOT, Belinda! And RED! I’m glad Mommy never spanks me. I just get sent to time-out. I have to sit in the corner, in my naughty chair.”

   “That’s a really good idea, Amy” Amanda said as she turned the hard wooden chair she had just spanked Belinda in towards the wall. “I want you to sit here for half a hour, Belinda. Then I’ll pay you, and you can go home.”

 

   “BUT I CAN’T SIT DOWN! Not after that spanking!” the German brat protested, before seeing Amanda reaching once again for her hairbrush. That prompted Belinda to quickly hop onto the chair, and just as quickly hop back up. “AUTSCH! That hurts.” Amy giggled at that, but Amanda didn’t find it amusing. She gave Belinda’s fire engine red rear another half dozen hard swats, before Belinda gingerly sat back down.

 

   After a half hour, that seemed much longer to Belinda, as she squirmed back and forth, trying in vain to get comfortable, as comfortable as a girl could be, when she felt like she was sitting on hot coals, Amanda came back into her bedroom. “Belinda, I was talking to Amy while you were in time-out. She loves you and thinks I was overly harsh with you. Maybe … she’s right. I know you’re a good girl. And it was just one glass of wine. I want to apologize, and give you this. A bonus. A extra hundred dollars. And to ask you, if you can babysit Amy again next Friday.”

 

      Belinda thanked her and told Amanda she would see her Friday. Now, in her apartment, with the ice packs slowly cooling down her burning buns, Belinda had to smile. If she got a hundred dollars EVERY time she got spanked, she would be a millionaire in no time.

Beast of Kasterwood

Dame Athanasia sighed and added more wood to the fireplace. Kajira caught her eye. The vampiress nodded.

"So, where had I stopped? Oh, yes. As I said before, I spent a lot of time looking for a cure for vampirism. I studied many books and dissertation about supernatural beings, including vampires, werewolves, demons and such a creatures. I hoped I will find a way to become a human again. I became an expert in the Dark Side of the supernatural just to found out that if I really want to make the cure for my corrupted essence, I would need to spent almost all of my life just to find all the ingredients and to gather them in right moments of time. So, I preferred to stay a creature of the night instead of chasing shadows. After all, being an immortal worth it to drink a sentient being's blood time to time. And since I became an expert in supernatural, many people started hiring me as an adviser or even a monster hunter. A vampire hunting a children of the Darkness. Ironically, isn't it?" Dame Athanasia chuckled. "So, when a ferocious creature started terrorising a place named Kasterwood, the count called for me to help him to hunt and catch that monster..."

 As I arrived to the castle Helsubus, Sebastian Lannister, count of Kasterwood, brought me up to date. As he told me, a monstrous beast was terrorising villages around the town. It was coming every full moon. A wild beast, angry, relentless and almost invincible. No locks or hunting traps could stop it. The peasants and most of the guards were scared stiff by the only rumours about that beast. Beast of Kastrewood - that's how they called it. And count of Kasterwood wanted me to catch it for him. It was quite obvious that that Beast was with a high probability a werewolf. A rogue werewolf, as I supposed. Usually those beasts are living in packs and trying to stay away from any others settlements. At least - during full moon nights, when most of them are unable to control themselves. And, having a working hypothesis, I started my inquiry. It took almost half a year, since the Beast was making it's appearances only in the nights around the full moon, and I had no way to predict, where will it strike next time. Of course, count of Kasterwood and many other people in his lands already tried to systematise, where the Beast could coming from. Their mistake was that they was sure, that it was a kind of a demon in a wolfish body or just a possessed wolf, so they were looking for it in the forest thicket and uninhabited caves, ignoring old ruins. And as I knew, a lone werewolf would try to hide in a place, which will remember it about it's human nature. Or elven. Or dwarfish. Or orcish. Nevermind. The point is that count's people never tried to seek for that beast in any of those old ruins, almost forgotten in the forest. I have no doubt that if the count hadn't asked for my help, one day his people would have started searching for the Beast in these ruins anyway. But now that doesn't matter. I analysed all the facts about the Beast's attacks and then checked all the old ruins on the map for a place, where it could hide to be able to strike like it did that all those month. So I found a very old and almost forgotten Isaiah's temple. It was even uncharted on almost all modern maps. So on the next full moon I ordered to make an ambush near it after the midnight, but before the down. We were waiting for the Beast, but the only creature that appeared in the morning, was a young girl with a barely noticeable animal features. Count's men were unsure if she could be Beast of Kasterwood, but I ordered to take her and bring to the count."

Even the count did not believe me, that I caught Beast of Kasterwood. His men interrogated the girl I brought to him, and she said that her name is Livonna Grau and she was hiding from a loan shark. So the count sentenced the girl to a public birching. And that was a chance for me to prove my correctness! As you know, my dear Kajira, the werewolves often are turning in a beasts, when they are in a great pain. Luckily for me, the day was overcast, so I could stand outside without even umbrella.

A huge crowd gathered to watch the execution. Livonna was tied to a whipping horse. And after the count ordered, the executioner started the birching. The sharp blows of the birches made Livonna desperately screaming in pain and struggling in the ropes very quickly, but unfortunately for her, she was tied properly. So she could only wag her bottom slightly, unable save it from the burning, flesh-tearing strokes. Bright welts swelled on the girl's bubble butt. It didn't take much time before those welts stained with blood. Livonna screamed desperately as the pain was spreading through her body. She squeezed her eyes shut in horror and clenched her teeth. All the spankings she had to endure before were nothing compared to this one. And the very next two strokes knocked the last doubts out of her. At least that was what she told me when she was able to speak again.

An each birch stroke quickly started leaving small wounds around the immediately swelling welt, which bled enough that soon Livonna's plump butt was glistened with blood. Livonna screamed, desperately struggling and wincing in ropes, clenched and unclenched her fists, curled and spread her toes, but nothing gave her any distraction from the pain tearing her entire body apart even for a moment. The executioner knew his job. The birch landed smoothly on the buttocks, which were rapidly becoming covered with purple welts, cutting deeply into the soft flesh. Livonna's buttocks and thighs were becoming more and more covered with welts and bruises, and after each strike, her screams sounded more and more like frenzied grunts. And her body suddenly started changing.

Watching Livonna's body was squirming under the strokes of the birch, how she was screaming from unbearable pain, how her plump buttocks and even her wide back were covering with purple welts, even I began to feel uncomfortable. I won't lying - I never was very merciful with low classes and servants when it was about the punishments, but this birching was too much even by my standards. And when Livonna's wolfish features became obvious to everyone, the count ordered to birch this dark creature to death! And, unexpectedly for myself, I suddenly realised, that I I want to save this girl. I'm still not completely sure, why I decided to do that. Maybe because she was a dark creature just like me. Maybe because I wanted to save her from those dorks just because I knew, that they would torture me the same way, if they will know, who I really am.

So, when Livonna was almost passing out from the pain, almost turning into the Beast, that was scaring all the Kasterwood for almost a year, I thought that it is the time to intervene. And I said to the count, that now nobody can deny, that I caught Beast of Kasterwood for him. And since he promised me whatever I'll ask him about as the reward for catching Beast of Kasterwood, I insisted that he should not only knighting me, but also let me keep Beast of Kasterwood as my trophy. And he agreed.

So I returned to my castle having a knighthood and keeping a half-dead she-werewolf as a trophy. Livonna was in a really terrible state. All her back and buttocks were badly welted and bruised. I wasn't sure, if she will survive, but she did. I spent many days nursing her wounds. Even her natural healing power wasn't enough to make her recover quickly. And while she was weak, I decided not to waste time and started teaching her some etiquette. After all I was planning to make her my personal maid, so she should know how to behave in high class society.

Also I made her tell me everything about her. Just as I thought, she was from lower class. Her name was really Livonna Grau, and she became a werewolf after she stole a cursed pendant from a Gypsy. As she explained me, she was desperately needing any money to pay for her flat. So when I offered her to become my maid, she agreed without thinking.

But the main problem were not her lack of manners or of education. She was a werewolf and she had a big problems with controlling her wildness.

 

You'll ask me, how did I train my werewolf? Well, my dear Kajira, I analysed all the books and dissertations I had read about the werewolves, and reached a conclusion, that since the werewolves are not too different from animals, I should tame my werewolf just I would tame a wild wolf or a bad dog.

Next few month were very painful for Livonna. I was punishing her for every minor mistake. Especially, when she allowed her beast part to take over her humanity. Few times I was very close to give up and admit, that werewolves are untrainable. But after all I got the result.

I'm not sure if my punishments and cruelty worked, or Livonna just spent enough time in her new condition to finally learn how to control herself. And she became the Livonna we both know. A bit reluctant, but loyal. And the most important - able to control her beast and human parts enough to be useful for me. But since I'm still unsure, what really made her able to control herself, I decided to be strict with her forever, so she'll be afraid of me enough to never lose control of herself. Well, maybe I was wrong. Maybe I shouldn't be that cruel with my poor Livonna...

Dame Athanasia fell silent. She sighed and turned to the fireplace, looking at the cauldron.

"My poor Livonna. My poor wolf-girl. Where are you now?" she asked without addressing anyone. Kajira kept silent.

Suddenly the door opened and Wolffang broke inside. She turned to Dame Athanasia and fell on her knees, prostrating in front of her mistress.

"Milady, please, save me!" she whispered loudly "They came after me! Please, save me!" the orcess whimpered in fear.

Dame Athanasia gave her an angry look. "Are you scared enough to dared to return to me without Livonna? Who came after you? Explain yourself immediately!"

Enter the Brat Tamer

 

In the mountains surrounding the mighty dwarven city Wolffang the orcress burglar was smiling to herself as she had successfully stolen an artefact needed by Dame Athanasia, the vampireress, who Wolffang was working for. Wolffang was trying to get back into Dame Athanasia's good graces after a miscommunication between them. She knew that this artefact was important to her but not sure why.

Suddenly Wolffang heard the alarm go off in the city and she knew now that the dwarves would be out looking for it and whoever stole it. Wolffang had had run-ins with dwarves in the past that she had stolen from and didn't want that to happen again so she took off through the mountains to try and get away scot-free.

Unbeknownst to Wolffang there was someone on the mountain trails, a certain barbarian known throughout the land as Agatha Brat Tamer. Agatha had seen Wolffang sneak from the dwarven city and saw the orcress carrying an artefact that belonged to the dwarves so she decided to follow Wolffang to find out why this artefact was so important and give the naughty thief a good spanking.

Wolffang made her way through the mountains in a hurry not wanting to be caught by the dwarves when suddenly from no where a woman appears on the path in front of her blocking her way. "Out my way you scar-faced bitch!" Wolffang snarled thinking to intimate this woman. The woman didn't move and only smiles replying "I will not you little thief. I'm Agatha Brat Tamer and you stole something from that dwarven city and I want to know why."

Wolffang blanched when she heard the name but not wanting to get caught by the dwarves decided to try and push past the barbarian woman "I don't care who you are and what I have is none of your fucking business you scar-faced bitch!" As Wolffang tried to push by Agatha she simply grabbed her by the ear and marched towards a rock.

"Oww! letgo my ear bitch! Stop I said what are you..." Wolffang was cut off mid sentence as Agatha sat upon the rock and pulled the bratty orcress across her lap. "That is thrice you called me a bitch and it shall not go unpunished. I also said I wanted to know why you stole the artefact and you will tell me."

Agatha begins to spank Wolffang with all her might enjoying how she squirms and how her shapely butt jiggles with each smack.

"Oww I'm sorry I called you a bitch alright? I'm not telling you anything about the artefact no matter how hard you spank me." Wolffang yells defiantly.

Agatha simply smiles as she raises Wolffang's skirt baring her bottom. "We shall see about that you little brat," Agatha growls as she picks up Tear Bringer, her trusty hair brush, and begins to spank Wolffang with it. Wolffang instantly begins to kick her legs and tries to squirm away from the onslaught of smacks from Tear Bringer. Agatha simply repositions Wolffang on her lap and uses her legs to lock Wolffang's in place and continues to spank her butt enjoying how the orcress butt has turned from green to red. "You will tell me what I want to know or I'll spank your cute ass all day!" Agatha roars.

Soon Wolffang can no longer hold back her tears and begins to cry.

"OW!!! Alright! OUCH!!! Alright! OW!!! I stole the artefact for someone I don't know what they want it for!" Wolffang says through her sobs. Agatha pauses the spanking and rubs her bright red butt comfortingly and asks "What is the name of the person who wanted you to steal this artefact?"

Wolffang cries even harder "I can't tell you she will beat me unmercifully!" Wolffang sobs not giving Agatha a name. Agatha laughs and picks up her paddle Butt Bruiser and says "You should be more worried about the beating you will receive if you don't tell me."

Agatha then begins to bring Butt Bruiser down repeatedly across Wolffang's bright red sore butt. Wolffang begins to scream in agony each blow from the paddle feeling like a lightning bolt hitting her ass.

While Agatha continues to paddle Wolffang the dwarves from the city who had organised to find the thief heard her screams coming from the mountain pass. They hurried to investigate.

Agatha heard the commotion of the dwarves hurrying their way and smiled. "Decision time little thief if you don't tell me the name of who sent you for the artefact I'll turn you over to the dwarves so they can dispense their justice."

Wolffang whose bottom was a deep crimson colour and beginning to bruise was screaming and crying as the paddling continues. As Agatha threatens to turn her over to the dwarves she yells: "Dame Athanasia! OUCH!!! I stole the artefact for Dame Athanasia! OWIEEE!!!! Please don't give me to the dwarves... OW!!!" Wolffang pleaded. Agatha gave Wolffang one more smack with Butt Bruiser and dropped her off her lap. She took the artifact from Wolffang and put it in her bag with her implements that she carries everywhere she goes.

Agatha looks at Wolffang sternly and says "Tell Dame Athanasia if she wants this artefact all she needs do is find Agatha Brat Tamer and try to take it back."

Wolffang a crying mess with a crimson butt,bruises beginning to appear on her sore butt cheeks, jumps up and runs away rubbing her sore butt as she goes hoping to escape the dwarves. As she runs rubbing her sore ass and crying her eyes red and puffy tears flowing continuously she thinks to herself how can she explain this to Dame Athanasia without receiving a much worse punishment.

 

Once Wolffang made sure the angry dwarves had not followed her she began to slow down to a walk rubbing her sore bottom and mumbling to herself trying to think of a way to explain to Dame Athanasia. She had left the mountain pass behind and was now walking through the woods to return to her gangs hideout when she suddenly heard the laugh of a particular werewolf that Wolffang found annoying.

Livonna Grau, still in her human form, approached Wolffang laughing at her bright red and bruised backside saying: "My my my it looks like the little burglar tried to steal the artefact but failed miserably." As Livonna said this she gave Wolffang a mighty smack to her already beaten and battered ass.

"Owwwww! Watch it she-bitch! I'm already sore enough back there. And I didn't fail I got the artefact."

Livonna looked at Wolffang shocked, "Wait really where is it? Let me see? Oh mistress will be so happy." Livonna says impressed that Wolffang had done something right. Then Wolffang began to blush,

"Well I can't show you because someone stole it from me that is why my ass is so sore right now..." Wolffang admits.

Livonna laughed as she smacked Wolffang on her sore ass again.

"So you stole the artefact but let someone steal it from you? Not much of a thief are you? Who stole it? I'll go get it back and I'll make sure Dame Athanasia knows I had to fix your mess!"

Wolffang jumps from the smack to her sore ass. "Oww! Hey I'm still a decent thief! I stole the damn thing from the dwarves, didn't I? It's not my fault that barbarian bitch Agatha Brat Tamer stole it from me. That scar-faced bitch can really dish out a good spanking." As Wolffang finished saying this she began to rub her butt trying to ease the pain of her swollen backside.

Livonna snarled at the name Agatha Brat Tamer replying: "Well I'll go handle this barbarian who gave your ass such a blistering and get the artefact back for Dame Athanasia but I want all the credit since I'm going to be doing the heavy lifting here and fixing your mess."

Wolffang continued to rub her sore ass. "Do as you wish I'll wait here for you then we can go to Dame Athanasia together. And Livonna, please, try to help me convince mistress not to beat me to severely!"

Livonna just smiled as she turned into a wolf and headed out to find Agatha Brat Tamer. She went to the mountain pass and found Agatha's scent and began her hunt for the barbarian who had the dwarven artefact that Dame Athanasia needed. As night came Livonna followed the scent till she came across the campsite of Agatha Brat Tamer who was in her sleeping bag by the campfire. Livonna smiled to herself as she crept into the camp and attacked the woman in the sleeping bag.

Much to Livonna's surprise it was not Agatha in the sleeping bag but a decoy Agatha had made up. Livonna was stunned not believing this could be when suddenly she was being choked by the very powerful arms of Agatha Brat Tamer. Agatha had set up the decoy expecting someone to come for the artefact. Agatha' s decoy had worked to perfection as the overconfident Livonna had not expected a trap. Now Agatha had applied a sleeper hold and was pulling with all her strength to cause the werewolf Livonna to pass out.

As Livonna lost consciousness, she began to revert back to her human form much to the delight of Agatha Brat Tamer. Agatha found Livonna Grau to be quite beautiful with a bottom just perfect to spank.

Agatha picked up Livonna as if she weighed nothing at all and carried her limp form over to a nearby stump and sat down placing Livonna across her lap then sat waiting for Livonna to regain consciousness.

As Livonna began to stir she was dazed and confused not sure what had happened and surprised to be facing the ground. Livonna then realised that she was laying across someone's lap as she felt Agatha drumming her fingers on her butt.

"Ahh you are awake finally. I'm sorry for the trap I laid, my dear, but as I expected trouble I had to have an advantage and luckily I did you destroyed that decoy easily and I doubt I would have fared much better. So I take it you work with the thief who stole the artefact I now possess?"

Livonna only growls in reply to Agatha's question causing her to laugh. "Ahh a feisty one are you? Well a sore bottom will fix that, then you can tell me why this artefact is so important to this Dame Athanasia, person the little thief told me of."

Agatha then begins to spank Livonna smack after hard smack landing on her bare bottom causing her to squirm. As the spanking continues Agatha begins to ask Livonna some questions. "So how does an orcress and a werewolf come to work together hmm? Tell me, how you two came to work for this Dame Athanasia and why you are stealing for her."

Livonna begins to howl in protest as her bottom begins to redden

"Oww! Stop spanking me you bitchy barbarian. Me and Wolffang have worked with Dame Athanasia for awhile, now we each have our reasons and they are none of your business. Dame Athanasia is a powerful being who you do not want to piss off or steal from."

Agatha raises an eyebrow at this statement from Livonna and picks up her trusty wooden spoon Bottom Burner, given it's name as it was enchanted to make any bottom it was used on to feel like they were set on fire, and begins to spank Livonna with it.

"A powerful being is this Dame Athanasia? Someone I shouldn't piss off? Someone I shouldn't steal from?"

As Agatha asks each question she smacks each of Livonna's sore butt cheeks with Bottom Burner causing Livonna to kick her legs as her ass now feels like it is on fire from the enchantment of the spoon.

As Agatha continues the spanking she says to Livonna: "Luckily she shouldn't be pissed at me but thanking me for correcting her stooges mistakes and I didn't steal anything from Dame Athanasia, I took an artefact stolen by the orcress thief"

Livonna begins to howl louder squirming uncontrollably unable to prevent her legs from kicking as her ass now feels like it is setting inside a bonfire due to the magical properties of Bottom Burner. As Livonna continues to struggle she begins to lose control and begins transforming into a wolf.

Agatha notices a tail begin to grow from Livonna's backside she quickly grabs hold of her tail holding her in place she sets down Bottom Burner and grabs her leather strap Brats Bane, made from the hide of a dragon, and gives Livonna a sadistic smile.

"I have heard rumours, that if a werewolf is in grave distress, they cannot control their ability to transform, but I never thought to experience it in person. Well I'm surely going to cause some distress with Brat's Bane you simple mutt."

Agatha then brings Brat's Bane down repeatedly across Livonna's ass which was now bright red and feels as if it is engulfed in flames. Six blows Agatha gives Livonna each harder than the last. As the last lash of the strap connects Agatha releases Livonna from her lap who finishes transforming into a wolf and runs into the woods howling.

Agatha yelled taunting y after Livonna "Tell your Dame Athanasia, I do not care how powerful she is, I am not afraid. If she wants the same treatment I gave you and the little orcress thief then tell her to dare try and take this artefact away from the mighty Agatha Brat Tamer!"

Livonna ran through the woods hearing the challenging call she runs to where she knows a pond to be and sticks her backside in the pond to try and ease the inferno she feels on her ass. After staying at the pond for an hour Livonna returns to her human form and returns to Wolffang her eyes red and puffy and rubbing her sore beaten ass which was bright red and beginning to bruise.

When Wolffang saw Livonna she snickers and says: "So I take it you didn't retrieve the artefact?"

Livonna simply glares at Wolffang before they both begin the trip to their hideout to explain what happened to Dame Athanasia.

As Wolffang and Livonna approach the hideout they see Kajira waiting on them smiling.

"It seems you two bird brains have let Dame Athanasia down she has heard how you stole the artefact only to have it stolen from you, Wolffang. She also heard how you claimed you would retrieve the artefact but failed, Livonna. And since you two chose to try and steal the artefact without making a plan with her, your plans to get a reward have backfired, and when Dame Athanasia returns from dealing with this barbarian Agatha Brat Tamer, she plans to give you both a punishment and has instructed me to make sure you both remain here and prepare you for your upcoming punishment."

As Kajira says this she smiles and Wolffang and Livonna cry not sure if they will be able to handle a punishment from their mistress.

 

The howling of the werewolf could still be heard in the distance, when a pair of a glowing red eyes suddenly sparked in the bushes right behind Agatha's back. And while the barbarian woman was laughing at the spanked werewolf, a menacing figure with a pale white skin and raven haired beauty noiselessly appeared from the night shadows. In the blink of an eye she was already close to the barbarian. Her needle-like teeth pierced the woman's neck.

"So, you wanted to see Dame Athanasia in person, Agatha so called brat tamer, I suppose?" the raven haired woman laughed "Be careful, what do you wish for! Because here I am! And you have something, that belongs to me!" she smiled sinisterly, releasing Agatha.

The barbarian turned to the vampire, feeling, how some supernatural force makes her unable to resist the creature of the night's will. She was still able to argue with the vampire, but had no power to protect herself. "It belongs to the dwarves, no to you, bloodsucker!" she spat out.

The vampiress laughed louder and sat on a log, placing her opponent over her knees. "Well, well, well. I need to admit, I'm much appreciated, how you punished my useless minions for their failures, but it doesn't change the fact, that you dared to spoil my plans. And even while I am appreciated to you, no one have a right to punish my girls, except me or someone I allow to do that! And I don't remember, if I allowed you to punish any of my maids." she bared Agatha's bottom and opened her travel bag. "It looks like this is the artefact I am looking for. Thank you for keeping it for me!" Dame Athanasia took the artefact and hidden it into her own travel bag, before continued checking Agatha's goods. "Oh! It looks like I have here all I need to teach one overweening young woman a good lesson!" she smiled, raising Agatha's own hairbrush, Tear Bringer. "I wonder, if you ever felt all these nice things over this muscular ass of yours, Agatha! And, anyway, I'm happy to oblige!" she laughed sinisterly, before heavily landing the hairbrush on her owner's bottom for the first time. Agatha clenched her teeth. Her bottom was familiar with this hairbrush very well, since once it belonged to her mother, who was a very strict woman. But even she never spanked her this hard, so it didn't take much time from Dame Athanasia to make Agatha Brat Tamer to squirm over her lap, furiously kicking and crying out loud at each smack of the brush landing on her buttocks which turned bright pink quite quickly.

Suddenly Dame Athanasia stopped and rubbed Agatha's hot and already quite sore buttocks, slightly scratching them with her long sharp nails.

"I guess, since I want to check all these beautiful things this night, I need to switch to the next one," she giggled. "I don't want to broke you completely, so called 'Brat Tamer', but just teach you a lesson. So the spoon next, I guess!" she giggled some more, before raising the wooden spoon, Bottom Burner, aiming to Agatha's sit-spots. Even she was quite surprised, when these strokes made the woman scream out loud like she was a student of some Institute for Noble Maidens but not a barbarian warrior. "I guess it is enchanted, isn't it?" the vampiress smirked "Well, it looks like you're now taking your own medicine literally, Agatha. And hold still! Your behaviour is completely unladylike! Maybe this paddle will fix that?" she grinned like a pixie, now taking out Butt Bruiser.

The next few minutes seemed like an eternity to Agatha. An eternity of a burning terrible pain in her badly bruised buttocks. But that still wasn't the end, and she knew it. There was another one implement in her travel bag. And she was praying, that Dame Athanasia won't notice it. But the vampiress was observant enough to find it. She smiled dreadfully. "Oh, it looks like this is the thing that made my poor loyal Livonna howling so pitiful!" she turned to Agata's dark red ass covered with many purple bruises and chuckled. "I suppose it will be very unfair to my poor loyal Livonna, if you won't get some taste of this nasty strap yourself. I wonder, where did you get a dragon hide? It is illegal to slay such a rare species, you know? But enough talking, let us finish this!" and, paying no attention to all Agatha's pleading and weeping, she started tanning her already unbearable sore backside with Brat's Bane. She gave her just six strokes, but she made herself sure that those will be the Six of the Best, and then threw the almost passing passing out woman from her lap.

Agatha hardly sat on her hip, carefully rubbing her black and blue butt, weeping and bawling in pain. Dame Athanasia smirked sinisterly. "I hope, you'll learn your lesson, Agatha Tamed Brat, and will never dare to get in my way again. Don't try to hunt me down, if you don't want to get another thrashing. Thank you again for my artefact. And goodbye!" she threw all Agatha's implements to her and vanished in the night shadows, leaving the barbarian woman, who now was nothing more than a weeping mess, laying on the ground, nursing her terrible sore bottom.

The night was already old, when Dame Athanasia finally entered the camp of Blood Moon Gang. She glanced at her comrades and smiled sinisterly and triumphantly, making some accent at Wolffang's and Livonna's still red and sore bottoms. Both girls were still in tears, carefully nursing their badly spanked backsides. Kajira caught vampiress's eye and grinned.

"Just as you told me, milady." she said "I made sure, that these two won't go anyway, until your return."

Dame Athanasia nodded. "Good. So, I got the artefact and tamed the brat, who dared to call herself 'Brat Tamer'. And now it is time to give a valuable lesson to you two, since you both failed me!" the vampiress came closer to the orcess and the she-werewolf. Both girls trembled in fear and wept bitterly.

"But milady, please, that scar-faced bitch spanked us really bad!" Wolffang pleaded. "And I successfully stole that artefact from the dwarves! The only one, who really failed, is her, not me!" she pointed her finger at Livonna.

"Me?! I hunted that barbarian down! I bet my ass, you told her everything about Dame Athanasia, when she gave you that spanking! That's why she knew, that I will come! That's why she set a trap!" Livonna growled angrily.

Dame Athanasia sighed. "Enough! You both failed, and you both know very well that I do not let failures go unpunished." she turned to the witch "Kajira, dear, bring me a switch, please. A good and flexible one! It is time to teach this two useless girls a good lesson!"

Livonna and Wolffang both gulped in fear and covered their already badly sore buttocks with their hands, while Kajira smiled sinisterly, nodding to her mistress...

Part of my collaboration with guybert. His OC Agatha Brat Tamer meets my Blood Moon Gang