Dame Athanasia Strikes Back

The night was young. Full Moon was high in the sky. Everything was sleeping, so nobody could see a two figures, who were crawling under the castle wall. A slim brunette, wearing a jackboots and a corset. Her hair were crow-black, but her skin was morbidly pale. Dame Athanasia Morrisville. A vampire. Her companion was wider. She was fully naked, but almost full covered with a gray fur. She had a bushy wolf tail. Livonna Grau. A werewolf. They stopped and looked up at the castle wall.

"So, here we are again!" Dame Athanasia smirked, showing her needle-like fangs "And now I'll get all I need!"

"Is that fern flower really that necessary for the ritual you're planning, milady?" Livonna asked, scratching her plump bottom "Last time we tried to get that flower it ended very very bad. Don't you remember?"

"It is necessary, stupid she-wolf! And if you'll remind me about your failures ever again, I'll give you a spanking of your life myself! You'd better not test my patience! Now let's go!" she jumped over the castle wall. She-werewolf sighed and followed her.

Remembering their last visit to the witch's garden, few minutes later girls found what they came for. The fern flower. Vampiress nodded.

"Yes! This is it!" she looked at her companion "Take it, and let's go! The only thing you're right, we'd better not to stay here for too long!"

She-werewolf bend on her knees to cut the flower.

Suddenly both thieves heard a girlish laugh like a bolt from the blue. Kajira, the young witch, owner of the castle appeared in the night sky, riding on her broom.

"My, my! If those aren't the pests, I dusted out not so long ago!" she smirked "What are you doing here, evil spirits? If you two came for some more switching, I'm more than happy to oblige!" she rose her hand, and a bright lightning bolt flew from her palm and stroke right in Livonna's upturned buttocks.

"AAAAWOOOOO!!!! My bottom! Not again! AAAAROOOO!!!!" the wolf-girl howled in pain and started the brat war dance, hopping around and clutching her electrocuted bottom.

Kajra laughed, watching at one of her enemies discomfort, while Dame Athanasia froze in fear. But suddenly Livonna, still howling in pain, jumped extremely high and brought down the witch down from her broom. Before Kajira even realized, what had happened, angry she-werewolf broke her broom and bend her over her lap, making her stick her bottom out.

"This night the only one pest who will get dusted will be you!" she growled and put some switches from witch's broom.

"Damned beast! How dare you?! Release me! Now!" Kajira screamed. She struggled, trying to break out, but Livonna was much more stronger. The witch tried to focus to use some spells to save herself from the furious werewolf, but before she could focus on her magic, the sharp stinging pain in her own buttocks made her scream out loud.

Dame Athanasia laughed, watching how Livonna walloped poor Kajira. The witch could do nothing, but screaming and weeping in pain, begging for mercy and promising to give Athanasia and Livonna all she has, but furious she-werewolf just couldn't stop, since she finally got a chance to recoup all her pain and humiliations for almost all her previous spankings, even knowing that that surely wasn't the witch's fault that she received all of them. So she went to town on Kajira's ass, striking her mercilessly. The bunch of switches became thinner and thinner, but the switching was still far from over, and poor witch's crying became more and more rueful.

And while Livonna was finally getting her revenge, Dame Athanasia turned back to the fern flower.

"Finally! It is mine!" she said and plucked it. Then she turned to her still busy partner in crime "I got it!" she shouted "Let's go! We still have many thing to do!"

Livonna growled and threw blubbered Kajira from her knee.

"Don't even think about!" she wagged a finger and followed her companion, leaving poor witch sobbing and whining on the ground.

"Brilliant! Just brilliant!" Dame Athanasia smiled, feasting her eyes on the fern flower "And not only did I get the flower, but I also got even with that witch! Just excellent!" she gave a playfully spank on Livonna's plump bottom "It looks like you do you Best right after this naughty butt of yours got some pain as a stimulation!" she laughed.

Livonna sobbed and carefully rubbed her bottom which was still sore after the thunderstroke.

"I'm happy to serve, milady!" she said "But what now? What else do we... OW!!!"

"We?!" Dame Athanasia flared up and gave Livonna another spank, making her whimper again.

"I mean, what else do you need to complete your master plan, milady?"

"This is better! I still need the forest temple chalice! And that will be my next step!" she caressed Livonna's hair "Good job, dearie! Sorry for being rude to you sometimes, but you know, that's the only way to keep you in line! Too bad, we still need a charmer to complete my plan! But that's just a temporary problem! I'll change the Paddle of Destiny into the Paddle of Doom!"

The witch stand at the castle wall, rubbing her sore bottom and watching how vampiress and she-werewolf walking away hand in hand. The night was silent again, so she could hear almost every their word.

"Oh, so that's what you need?" she whispered "Ambitious! Really ambitious! Maybe even too much ambitious for someone who got taste of my broom! Ow!" she carefully robbed her burning bottom "Stupid mutt! But maybe I even can forgive you both for stealing from me and for this humiliation! You need a charmer? Maybe I can help you, milady! Not for free, of course..." Kajira smiled wet.

Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - https://kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)

Sacrifice a Pawn

Silence reigned in the royal library. No one was disturbing the peace of it's corridors and countless bookcases. Suddenly a bright sparkle splitted the air in one of the sections, and two fancy girls appeared almost like from nowhere. One of them - Dame Athanasia Morrisville - a slim brunette with a pale skin, wearing a black silk suit with a puffy sleeves, looked around and licked her lips, showing a pair of needle-alike fangs.

"Yes! Here we are again!" she smiled.

"Do you really think, it is a good idea, milady?" the other one, Livonna Grau, whispered. She looked much weirder, being fully naked, but almost fully covered with gray fur and having a bushy wolf tail "The last time we came here, it ended really bad! Do you remember?" she rubbed her plump buttocks.

"Stop whining, stupid mutt!" Athanasia pulled Livonna's tail "Or do you want me to give you a spanking right here and now? I have a plan! A genius plan! Now turn yourself into a human! And be quick!"

Livonna growled, but nodded. She bitted her lips, when her body started started completing the change. Few seconds later in front of Dame Athanasia was standing a tall plump young woman with thick silver hair. She smiled, showing sharp wolfish teeth. The vampiress nodded.

"Very well. Now clothe yourself!" she threw a parcel to the werewolfess. Livonna nodded and quickly put on a nice white dress with an emerald embroidery and a pair of black shoes. Dame Athanasia smiled "Perfect! Now you're looking just like one of the princess's ladies-in-waiting! So, where is the book I need?"

She-werewolf nodded and sniffed around the bookshelves.

"There it is!" she pointed at the top of one of them.

"Brilliant! Now stand on the lookout! if anyone shows up, distract them!" vampiress said and turned around to grab a ladder.

Suddenly the door opened and two tall beautiful elven girls appeared at the doorstep.

"Princess Maera? Lady Lydda?" Livonna made curtsy "I'm glad to see you! What brought you here today?"

"It's always a pleasure to read an exciting book in good company" princess smiled and winked to her companion "And what are you doing here? All my ladies-in-waiting are supposed to be in throne room or in their chambers, not just hanging around the castle!"

Out of the corner of her eye Livonna saw, how Dame Athanasia froze in place, holding the ladder. Princess and her tirewoman were still not noticing her presence. And Livonna knew very well, what suppose to happen if they will.

"That is non of your business, Your Royal Highness!" she said in arrogant voice.

"What?!" princess Maera responded in stern voice "How dare you speak to me like that?! You need learn a lesson, girl!" she stepped closer, but suddenly a lady-in-waiting appeared at the doorstep.

"I'm sorry for interrupting you, Your Majesty, but you are urgently need in the throne room!" she said.

Livonna noticed, that still unwitnessed vampiress was climbing up the ladder.

"Lydda, dear, can you take care of this ill-mannered wench for me?" princess Maera asked.

"For sure and with a great pleasure!" Lydda winked to Maera "You know, I know how to give a good lesson to a naughty girl!"

Princess giggled and went away, while Lydda took poor Livonna by her ear and dragged her to a chair. Then she sat on it and pulled Livonna over her knee "Once I was just an arrogant girl as you, and I want to show you, where it brought me!" she said, taking off her shoe. Suddenly there was a loud pop followed by a cry as the hard shoe sole came down hard on the upturned bottom. Livonna moaned and clenched her teeth, trying not to scream again, but after the few more spanks she started squirming over Lydda's knee and wagging her bottom, trying to save it from that stinging shoe. She moaned and screamed in pain, cursed and sweared. She felt like her bottom was on fire. She howled in pain like a she-wolf she was.

And while Livonna was taking the rap, Dame Athanasia, smiling at her partner's in crime misfortune, took the book she was need from the shelf.

Spank was coming after spank, turning Livonna's plump buttocks bright red from a light pink. Poor she-werewolf screamed and howled in pain, and while the pain was becoming stronger and stinger, her body started to change again. The burning pain in her buttocks started her to turn back in half-wolf form, just like it was always happening to werewolves, when they were in danger, great anger or a big pain. Livonna's arms and legs turned into a wolf-alike paws, her ears became pointy and a bushy tail appeared right over her butt. Lydda whistled.

"Oh, I heard those legends, that the pain can make turn a werewolf in it's true form, but I never thought, that those were true!" she said, grabbing Livonna's tail "It's a perfect scandal! One of the princess Maera's ladies-in-waiting is a werewolf!" she gave poor Livonna another few hard whacks with her shoe.

While Livonna desperately howled in pain, scratching the floor with her claws, Dame Athanasia sneaked away quickly, holding the book and giggling silently, watching her hard luck partner's in crime suffering.

Right after the door closed behind Athanasia's back, Lydda made a pause, tapping her shoe's sole over Livonna's sore bottom.

"Wait a minute? Had I see this sore butt before?" she asked herself before giving sobbing werewolfess some more strokes "It surely looks strangely familiar! Did we met before, beast?" she asked, striking Livonna's butt at each word.

Poor werewolf-girl could only shook her head, sobbing and bawling. She couldn't believe that Dame Athanasia just left her behind leaving to chance. And the vampiress did it after she made her Best to divert princess and her tirewoman attention! But she was still afraid of another public whipping enough to keeping quite about who she is, and could her tormentor ever see her before. But Lydda also was quite dogged, so she continued walloping poor wolf-girl's bottom. Finally she remembered how she already saw this butt turning red at least two times. First - through the key hole and then right at the central square.

"Livonna Grau, I presume?" Lydda asked, giving bawling she-werewolf the most hard strokes.

"Yes! Yes!" Livonna finally screamed, being not able to tolerate the pain any longer. She was broken.

"And where is your mistress Athanasia?" Lydda asked strictly.

"Boohoo!!! She is gone! She just left me at your mercy! Howl! Please, let me go! You will not see me ever again! I promise! Bawl!!!" Livonna begged.

"And what you two had forgotten in the royal library? Had you looking for that grimoire again?"

"No! AROOOO!!!! My bottom! AWOOO!!! Yes! Yes! But we hadn't... HOOOWL!!!! She stole it already! You can't change that! BAAAWL!!!!"

"What?! Well, then worse for you, big bad she-werewolf! Get up! Your punishment is still far from over!" she pushed Livonna from her knee.

When Lydda reported all she knew from well spanked Livonna to princes Maera, she even was afraid, that short-tempered princess will spank them both herself. But even being furious, she hadn't forgot, that she's a princess and should judge in fairness. So her judgment was laconic and merciless as always. Lydda took poor she-werewolf on a leash and made her to run the gauntlet. Every elven knight gave already sore and sorry wolf-girl a hard stroke with a rod, making her howl louder and louder and rearing up after each rod was landing over her skin. She was desperate. She still couldn't believe that her mistress just leaved her to her fate after all the loyalty she showed her. But Dame Athanasia was far away, safe and no doubt satisfied, while she was parading the elven capital city's streets, taking all the punishment for them both. Not only her buttocks but even her back were sore and striped.

When her punishment was finally over and her back and buttocks were fully covered with the sore welts, Lydda brought whinging she-werewolf to the city gate.

"You'd better to pray all the gods we not meet ever again!" she said before giving poor wolf-girl a powerful kick, throwing her out from the city.

Howling in pain and humiliation, Livonna rolled over her head and fall on the ground, whining in pain. For a some minutes she kept laying, moaning and weeping, carefully rubbing her sore back and buttocks. She still hoped that Dame Athanasia didn't leave her and will return to help her get back to their lair. But no one came. Finally hard luck she-werewolf stand up, still moaning in pain, and walked away, weeping at her sore body and bad luck.

When Livonna finally arrived to the lair, she saw Dame Athanasia perusing the grimoire, biting her lips in annoyance. She even didn't turn her head, when she heard her companion returned.

"Milady, why did you leave me?" she-werewolf complained, sobbing "They punished me really terrible!"

"Stop whining! You are used for it!" vampiress said crossly "There's a much bigger problem, then your sore ass!"

"But I am in pain!" Livonna protested, sobbing and sniffing, while she was looking at her striped and sore back and bottom in the mirror.

"The ritual I'm planning will be much more difficult, then I expected!" Athanasia said, still not even looking at her companion "I'm not that good with the magic! And you're absolutely useless for it! I need someone else! Someone, who is good enough in such a things!"

"But..."

"Shut up and don't stop me from thinking! Or do you want another thrashing?"

Livonna just blubbered, feeling, how unfair life could ever be.



Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)

Cost of the Knowlege

 

“Are you still thinking, it’s a good idea, milady?” she-werewolf asked, wriggling nervously “Last time we came here…” she gasped.

“Shut your cowardly mouth!” the vampiress replied “I really need these books, and I’ll get them by all means! And don’t you dare whining about your roasted backside again! I don’t care, how many time you’ll got your stupid ass send on fire again, if that’ll move me closer to success!”

She-werewolf growled in anger, but said nothing. She was almost sure that this new raiding of the dragon’s lair won’t end well for them. Especially for her. Last time she was the one who got her poor bottom not just mercilessly whipped by dragon’s tale, but the dragon also roasted it with his flame. It took more than a week before she could just sit down again after that. And now she and her vampire companion returned into the dragon’s lair to try their luck again.

The lair was looking empty and the treasures were just right where they were the last time two adventurers walked in. Vampiress smiled.

"Excellent! Just excellent! Easy as pie! Now let’s take the books, and skedaddle!”

No sooner said than done. Girls grabbed the magic books quickly, but before they even turned around, they heard a familiar growing voice and heavy steps.

“Well, well, well! What do we have here?” the dragon asked, smiling “You two returned for another thrashing, didn’t you?” he exhaled some smoke right in the scared girls faces, making them cough. “Or do you want me to burn you both right here and now? Explain yourselves! Quickly!”

“Well, your mightiness, maybe we can make arrangements?” the vampiress asked carefully “Maybe these books aren’t very important for you? Maybe I can pay you for them, or we can discuss some other exchange?”

The dragon laughed.

“Stupid creature! Just look around!” he said “Don’t you see? I already have all I want! And even more! You can’t suggest anything to me, I couldn’t get by myself!” his eyes jumped from vampiress to her werewolf companion and back “Again - what have we here? A haughty and arrogant undead creature, who behaves herself, just like she already rules the world. And some time ago a proud, but now almost broken beast, who is tamed well enough to take all the injustice from her mistress, like a lamb. Well, I guess, we can make a deal!”

“Just name your price!” the vampiress said impatiently.

“It’s simple” the dragon replied “I want to see how the last will be the first and the first will be the last! I want to see how pride will turn into humility and a losel will return her dignity! If you really want these books, undead girl, you must step your vanity on it’s throat! Now bare your haughty bottom lay over your beasty friend’s lap and prepare to learn a lesson of humility!”

“What?!” the vampiress shouted. She was shocked.

“You heard what I said!” the dragon replied “Right now you will lay over your wolfish friend’s lap and she’ll give you a lesson, you won’t forget soon! And if you’ll insult her or command her to stop, or threaten her anyhow, or if she won’t give you a proper lesson, I’ll whip you both again and now roast rumps to both of you! Are you getting my point?” he exhaled some more smoke.

Both girls just nodded. She-werewolf looked at her vampire companion with a strange smile, full of fright and courage at the same time. She didn't even dare to dream of revenge, and now she got her chance. The vampiress stepped her foot and gasped in anger, but she knew she had no other choice. So she bared her alabaster bottom and lied down over she-werewolf’s knee. She-werewolf carefully looked in her eyes then at the dragon and finally raised her palm. Suddenly there was a loud pop followed by a cry as the pawn-like palm came down hard on the vampiress's bottom. Spank after spank, she-werewolf hardly tried to make herself not laugh at her mistress’s discomfort. She was really enjoying finally being on top. Her heavy hand was rising again and again, striking the vampiress's bottom without any mercy. The vampiress bitten her lips again and again, trying not to command she-werewolf to stop. She was really upset and humiliated at being put over her servant’s knee for such an unladylike punishment, but she could do nothing about this. Her cheeks blushed, her eyes quickly became full of tears, and very soon she started just crying like a little girl. She wanted to plan some revenge, but all she could think about were pain and humiliation. Humiliation worse than even death.

When the vampiress was pretty sure that she’ll die in shame, the dragon finally opened his mouth.

“Yes! That’s what I wanted to see for a very long time!” he laughed “You wanted the knowledge, undead girl. But knowledge has its price. You just paid yours. Now grab these books and get out from my lair, before I had changed my mind!” he exhaled some more smoke.

Pulling her pants up very quickly, ignoring how sore her freshly spanked bottom was, the vampiress nodded to she-werewolf. Few seconds later they both were already running away, clutching the books they came for.

Few hours later both girls arrived at their lair. Still trying not to show that she’s in pain, the vampiress took the books from she-werewolf’s paws and put them on a bookrack, leaving just one. Then she, moaning and wriggling in pain, stripped naked and lay on the floor.

“Well, at least I finally got some of the books I need!” she said “That's worth it all!” she turned to her werewolf companion ““Now bring here my healing lotion! And quickly!”

She-werewolf smirked, but resignedly brought a big bowl of the lotion and started carefully putting it over her companion’s sore parts.

“So, this is the beginning!” the vampiress smiled through the tears “In these books surely should be some instructions, how to make an immemorial artifact to make it tractable to my will! The first step to change the Paddle of Destiny into the Paddle of Doom! Ow!!! Be more careful, you!”

“I am sorry, milady!” she-werewolf said calmly, hardly hiding a wicked smile.

“Our next step is again the Royal library! And I hope you won’t let me down again! Ouch!!! Be gentle, you beast!”

“I’m sorry, milady, but I have only paws…”

 

Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - https://kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)

Bess Gets the Whip

 

Night Before Execution

...Count of Finsterwood whip her without any real anger, but really thoroughly. There were no doubts, that many his previous wives and concubines and most probably careless maids had exposed their bottoms for such a punishment long before her. Unlucky intrigante supposed, that she won't stand her punishment easily, but she never thought, that it would be that painful. Soon her moans became screams, and her hands clenched headboard hard. Her covered with a bright red welts rosy glow bottom was wagging after each stinging stroke. Her will was strong enough, so she didn't beg for mercy, but she couldn't stand the pain, not wagging her sore bottom, trying to save it from the hand of vengeance. The riding crop stung her bottom just like a wasp, making Bess squealing like a housemaid. At first she tried to distract herself from the pain imagining, how she will make Livonna pay for her suffering. Bess was sure, that Sebastian will grant she-werewolf life. but not freedom, so Livonna will become her housemaid. But every fresh crop stroke was making vampiress harder to turn her mind to anything, but the stinging pain in her butt. She bite her lips, trying not to scream, but every fresh stroke was not just leaving a crimson welts over her red buttocks, but knocking a squeal out of her chest. Tears were running down her cheeks and falling on the pillow. Bess hardly stand not to cover her burning bottom or beg Sebastian to stop. Only her desperate disinclination to stay in this strange Middle Ages forever didn't allow her to give up. If it all was just about Livonna's fate, Bess would decide to save her own buttocks but not she-werewolf's live. But the fear made her stand to the end. So vampiress wagged her sore bottom under the merciless crop desperately, clenching headboard so hard, that her knuckles turned white. She hated Livonna, who was the reason of her suffering. She hated Sebastian, who gave her such an ultimatum. But the person, who she hated the most, was mysterious collector with a scorpion on his signet, and who was the reason, she and Livonna got into this all. Bess screamed out loud and hardly stand on her knees, gripping her toes in pain. She felt herself, just like the crop was ripping her tender flesh to pieces. She lost count long ago, so she even couldn't say, how long was her suffering. But the crop's swishing again and again made her buttocks clenching in fear, and the count was making pauses between the strokes, to made Bess recover and to feel all the pain. Her round buttocks turned dark red, and the welts became blue, when Lannister finally stopped...

On the Way to Castle Vilmark

All the way to the castle poor Livonna could only scream from the pain in her hands, almost ripping out from the articulations, in her raw from cobblestones feet and hardly spitting out from the horses hoofs. But the worse part was, that when she started lagging behind, Sir Galvin again and again started to whipping her up by whipping her freshly belted behind with his horsewhip without any mercy. Those again and again made her squeal in pain especially loud, hopping and running as fast, as could, trying to forget about a pain in her raw feet...

Ambush

...The wind betrayed Bess just like Livonna. It suddenly blew right from behind, so Sir Gisborn's horse smelled her own horse and snorted. Supposing, that the Sheriff of Redelwood would notice her anyway, Bess decided to came out from the woods, pretending like she was just making a horse ride through the wood. When Livonna just grasped, who was approaching, her heart beat became faster with a new hope. Even now, when Sir Gisborn noticed the vampiress, she still had the advantage. The Sheriff couldn't expecting an assault from a young countess. But Bess had no wish to risking. If she even knew, what a dishonor was the result of Livonna's ambush and assault, she would stab Sheriff without a second thought. But the vampiress didn't saw the she-werewolf's bloomer, so she was pretty sure, that Sir Gisborn overcame the beast, which cowardly ambushed him, in a straight fight. So Bess decided not to stretch her luck. Especially seeing such an example, what could happen to a presumptuous hussy.

"My regards, Sir Gisborn!" Bess smiled politely "Are you teaching a young poacher a lesson?" she decided not to show, that she knew Livonna. Sir Gisborn surely could not know, that these girls were knowing each other. Even while it was not a secret for anybody in the count Lannister's castle, after the new countess decided to teach her worst friend a good lesson, when Livonna showed no respect to her new dignity, and provoked count Lannister to order the impudent wench a public birching.

"My regards, milady!" the sheriff greeted the countess "Yes! These peasants just grow impudent! I recommend to his excellency to be more strict many times, you know milady!"

"His excellency believes, that the mercy can be stronger, then the whip." Bess quoted the count. Of course, it was just a hypocrisy. The count maintained a reputation as a merciful ruler, but that didn't mean, that his didn't care about trespassing and poaching. The vampire just loved to hunting people in the night and enjoyed, that the intruders even couldn't to cry for any help. "But if you'll ask for my opinion, Sir Gisborn, I don't think, that anyone could understand, what the mercy is, if you won't show them the severeness! Just look at this poacher. She won't forget the lesson you gave her for a while. But if you had just let her go, she surely would try her luck in the count's forest the tomorrow morning. A ninety seven wenches out of a hundred at every turn are deserving a good sound thrashing, and it won't be a big deal, if one of them will howl a few days, thinking about her behavior. And now, by your favor, I'd like to continue my promenade, Sir Gisborn. I was happy to see you!" and Bess waved hand and spurred her horse.

Livonna was hearing the conversation between her torturer and her worst friend in a silence. Just the bitter tears were running down her cheeks, which were burning from the anger and humiliation almost the same, then her thoroughly whipped backside...

And Again: Happy New Year 2020!

I'm a bit late with my own drawing, but I wish you merry Christmas and happy New Year, my dear watchers! :) My Best wishes for all of you!:)

Vamriress and She-Werewolf

Hallo everyone! :)

I have a plan to make a spanking-fetish comics based at vampiress and she-werewolf adventures in kind of fantasy Middle Ages.

I'd like to hear your suggestions :) The Best ideas I'll use in the series ;)

Thanks! :)