Self-proclaimed Queen of the Black Coast

 

The night was young.

A large shadow almost closed the moon. It was not a bird, not a cloud, but a ship. A flying ship. A raven-haired pale-skinned beauty looked at the horizon and smiled, showing her needle-like fangs.

"Perfect, girls! There it is!" she pointed her finger at the land on the horizon, which was coming closer and closer. "The forgotten continent ruled by barbarian Orcish tribes. Don't take it to heart, Wolffang," Dame Athanasia gave the orc-girl a kind look. "Now we need to find out, where is preserved the last part of the Paddle of Destiny, so we can prepare a trap for our dearest princess Maera. And that means, that we need a lair. We can't just fly around the continent all the time".

"Well, actually, we can," Kajira the witch shrugged. "The crystal contains enough energy for that."

"In the sky we are too conspicuous," Dame Athanasia replied. "We need a lair. A headquarters, from where we will making our moves."

"Speaking of potential lairs, I think, I see just perfect place for it!" Livonna, the werewolf-girl shouted from the bow of the ship. "I see a castle straight ahead, milady. It is ruined, but looks still habitable."

Dame Athanasia raised from her chair and came close to the werewolf.

"Yes. I like the idea. We're coming in for a landing!"

"Night Flier" began its descent and carefully landed right in front of a swampy sea-bank behind a grove near a ruins of an ancient castle near an ocean shore. Dame Athanasia smiled at her minions.

"Alright, girls. Now we need to conduct a reconnaissance of the terrain," she turned to the werewolf. "Livonna, dear. This is a mission right for you."

The werewolf-girl smiled. "Consider it done, milady!"

Lurking in the shadows, Livonna carefully sneaked inside the castle. She carefully sniffed and snorted in disgust.

"What? A sulfur?" she moved forward, keeping hers ears open. She sneaked right to the hole in the wall and looked inside it. Her eyes widened.

A group of demonettes had an orgy. The werewolf snorted.

"Just look at them! Having a good time, don't you? I don't doubt, Dame Athanasia won't be very pleased to know, that the castle she pretends to overtake already belongs to demons!" trying not to make any noise, Livonna sneaked out from the castle and ran back to the flying ship.

Dame Athanasia heard Livonna carefully. She smirked.

"Demons are having a good time, you said? Well, I think we will spoil their orgy, girls. Wolffang, Livonna, go and cut as many switches, as you can lift! We'll have a very long night!" she laughed.

Livonna and Wolffang smirked, but nervously rubbed their bottoms and ran to carry out the order.

Half an hour later orc and werewolf returned with a large bunch of nasty biting switches. Dame Athanasia smiled with satisfaction.

"Excellent! Just what we need!" she took a switch and cut through the air with a loud 'swish!'. "Maybe I need to test few of them on someone's backside?" she asked, smirking. Livonna and Wolffang trembled, covering their round bottoms with both hands. Dame Athanasia laughed. "Just kidding, girls. Now - let's go! Kajira, dear, prepare some loud and bright spell. If we'll demoralise those daemonettes right from the beginning, we'll have a chance to get them without a fight."

Kajira nodded.

Livonna took the lead and led her companions in the castle. They sneaked right to the banquet hall. Dame Athanasia nodded to Kajira. The witch winked at her and cast a spell. Suddenly a large flaming orb materialised right above the daemonettes. It exploded with a thunder-like noise, and before daemonettes had even a chance to pull themselves together, Dame Athanasia and her minions were already inside, standing between almost naked horned and tailed girls ant their weapons.

"Well, well, well," Dame Athanasia smirked. "What do we have here? Looks like you forgot, that the Darkness still doesn't own the world, bitches!" she turned to her minions "Girls, get these losers! Let's punish them properly!"

While Livonna and Kajira took care of three of the daemonettes, Dame Athanasia made two of them bend over in front of her, hugging each other, ordered Wolffang to hold them tight and started the switching.

It didn't took too long to make poor daemonettes weep bitterly and begging the vampiress to stop. But she was merciless and the thrashing took enough time to make all the switches in her bunch to break on the daemonettes's asses, fully covering them with very sore and bright red, almost purple stripes.

The supreme daemonette tried to run away, but Dame Athanasia caught her right at the exit.

"Where do you think you are going, horny princess?" the vampiress asked mockingly, baring her victim's bottom and turning her around to present her round bottom to the birches. "The party is just heating up!" she brought the birches down across the daemonette bare buttocks. The unholy girl screamed out loud. The vampiress laughed "Oh? Don't you like the treat? I'm sure, you just hadn't taste it well! Take some more! And a bit more! And this! And that! Oh, don't be shy! Enjoy yourself!" She repeatedly brought the bunch of birches down over the daemonette's bottom, leaving bright red, sore welts, making the daemonette screaming and weeping in pain. The daemonette struggled and jumped in place, just like she was dancing some strange dance.

"Please, stop! I beg you! Please!" she sobbed in pain. But Dame Athanasia was merciless, continuing the birching.

"Promise me, that you will take your useless minions and you all will go, you will walk away, run away - as fast as you can, and as far as your breath can carry you!" she said, accenting each word with a hard brich stroke.

"We will! We will! The castle is yours! Just let us go! I swear you, we will flee and you'll never see us again, mighty vampire lady!" she wept bitterly.

"Alright! Go to the corner! I'll let you leave, after I'll deal with all your useless minions!" Dame Athanasia said, finally stopping the birching. All the birches in her bunch were broken by this moment. She turned to her own companions "Livonna, Kajira, bring me the last two horned wenches!"

The she-werewolf and the witch proudly led the vampriress to the last two daemonettes, which were awaiting their fate shackled in irons. Dame Athanasia laughed. "And that's a cherry on the top! Prepare to taste some fire you never felt back in your purgatory!" she said, bringing the birches down across the daemonettes's bare bottoms. She birched them as mercilessly as their accomplices, making both demonic girls weeping and bawling in pain bitterly, squirming and jumping in place. And as before, Dame Athanasia didn't stop until she broke every birch in her bunch.

When all the daemonettes were birched with the utmost thoroughness, Dame Athanasia finally allowed them to leave.

The unholy girls ran away, bawling in pain and humiliation, while Dame Athanasia and her companions stood at the gates, laughing and waving last bunches of birches, just like those were swords.

"Yes! Run away, and never come back!" Dame Athanasia shouted. And when the daemonettes finally dissolved into the morning twilight, she turned to her companions. "Come on, girls, let us celebrate our victory. And discuss the plans!" she closed the gates.

"So, my girls, no we have an operations headquarters," Dame Athanasia smiled. "This coast belongs to me! Just excellent."

"Black Coast," Wolffang said. "Orcs calling this place Black Coast."

"So, I am the baroness of the Black Coast!" Dame Athanasia smiled wider. "And now we need to catch a tribe orc and interrogate he or she. Whatever! I guess, the Best choice will be their shamaness or chief. Someone, who is a keeper of an ancient knowledge. And when we will find out, where the last part of the Paddle of Destiny is, we'll need just wait, till princess Maera will bring us all the parts. But I will still need to have some ancient royal noble blood in my veins. And this is another thing, which our dear princess will bring me with the parts of the Paddle. And, since I'll become a royal myself by having a royal blood in my veins, I guess, I can call myself the Queen of the Black Coast right from now!"

"Hail to the queen!" her companions shouted in unison.

Curiosity Spanked a Wolf

The evening was young. The forest was black and empty. A tall, buxom wolfish figure flashed behind the bushes. She stopped and sniffed the air before finally show up. Livonna Grau, a she-werewolf. She carefully looked around and smiled. The forest looked like a normal one so far. Spring does its magic. But the more the werewolf-girl goes deep inside, the more something feel wrong. The birds' songs went to mute slowly and the trees looked like they were staring at her. It also got weirdly darker. Suddenly Livonna noticed a sign - a simple wooden plate saying: “Forbidden Forest”. The werewolf-girl shrugged.
“‘Forbidden Forest’? Nonsense! No forest can be forbidden for a wolf!” she looked around, noticing some fir-trees “Where are fir-trees, there are we, wolves!” she said proudly.

As the werewolf-girl was looking and sniffling around, she suddenly heard a voice upside her, in the darkness of the trees, as even the sun had a hard time to pass.

“What do we have here?” someone’s hand suddenly grabbed the wolf's tail. Livonna growled and turned around, seeing a young horned woman right behind her. The woman’s demonic tail moved left and right, up and down like a snake behind her. She looked at the werewolf-girl, like a mistress to a dog “My, my, my lovely furred one!” she giggled.

Werewolf-girl growled, struggling to break her tail free from the demoness's grab.
“And what do we have here?” she bared her teeth.

The demoness giggled again. Her laugh sounded like some unholy bell ringing around the trees.
“I'm a demonic entity. My name is Minalhan, but I allow you to call me just Mina. If you will behave properly. I admit. I love little creatures like humans and...You. You look fun and lovely… And furred.” Mina smirked “What are you doing here? And you better be polite, dear”

Werewolf-girl stepped closer to demoness
“A demon? Hmph! How theatrical! Why should I answer you at all?” she growled menacingly.

“Cause you're also a corrupted creature. A dark blooded thing. And you should respect your elders.” the demoness showed a finger to the werewolf-girl, like a mistress to a pet “Last strike. Behave.”

Livonna growled, showing her teeth.
“Or what?”

Mina giggled.
“Or else, like a mistress to a pet or like a mama to a child or like an elder to a pupil… I'll punish you. But as you're a dark entity. If you behave and obey, I'll reward you.” Mina looked at Livonna with green bright eyes, scary, like a cat's one “What do you choose?”

Livonna growled angrily.
“You would not dare!”

“Are you sure, my lovely werewolf, that you want to bet?” the demoness extended her hand and, in a very ashaming manner for any werewolf,.pointed the floor. “Here. sit.”

Livonna growled again.
“I’m a wolf, not a dog!”

“And I’'m a demoness, not a human.” Suddenly, the demoness, giggling, vanished from front of the werewolf-girl. And before Livonna could even figure out, what just had happened, Mina reappeared right on the stump, replacing her own sign, and grabbed the wolf-girl’s ear. “Time to learn a lesson in obedience!” she giggled and sat on the stump, making the she-werewolf to bend over her knee. “This position suits you much better, mutt!” Mina smirked. Livonna growled, struggling to break out from position, but Mina held her by her hair, pinning the werewolf to her knees. Suddenly she grabbed a rolled up newspaper. “Maybe this will deliver less pain, but for you this surely will be the most symbolic and humiliating punishment, puppy.” And saying that, she brought the newspaper down on the werewolf’s buttocks with an unexpected power, making the werewolf’s flesh under her thick grey fur turning a bit pink and providing a painful snarl from her.

Livonna growled, squirming on Mina’s lap, while the demoness continued spanking her with the newspaper. Maybe the newspaper was charmed, or maybe Mina’s hand just was powerful and heavy enough, or maybe both, but the spanking turned out to be not just very humiliating but also really painful for the she-werewolf. She squirmed, kicking her long legs at each stroke, growling and howling, but the demoness kept holding her in place, delivering one burning stroke after another.

“OW!!! OW-OW-OW!!!! Stop this! OUCH!!!!” Livonna cried out loud.

“I'll stop when you'll say ‘I'll be a good puppy!’ Say it or I will continue all night long if it needs to be!!!” Mina laughed, reinforcing each word with a hard stroke, making the she-werewolf bawl.

“Ugh! OW!!! I'm not a puppy! OUCH!!!! I am a grown up she-wolf! OUCH!!! OWIEEE!!! My bottom! OUCH!!!!” Livonna protested, squirming and kicking desperately, while tears started flowing like a stream over her cheeks.

The demoness just kept spanking the werewolf’s bottom again and again.
“Suit yourself.”

Livonna wept bitterly, squirming in pain
“OW!!! OUCH!!! Ugh! OUCH!!! Okay! Okay! OUCH!!! OWIEE!!! I will be good werewolf! I promise! OUCH!!!”

Mina just kept going.
“A GOOD LITTLE PUPPY! I said!”

Livonna growled through her weep.
“OW!!! I... OUCH!!! ...am... OUCH!!!! ...not... OW!!! ...a... OW!!! ...puppy! OUCH!!! Please... OWIEE!!! ...let... OUCH!!! ...me... OWIEE!!!! ...keep... OUCH!!! ...at... OWIE!!!! ...least... OUCH!!! ...a... OWIEE!!!! ...bit... OUCH!!!! ...of... OUCH!!! ...my... OW!!!! ...dignity! OUCH!!!! EEYOOOW!!!”

Mina’s strokes became faster, making Livonna growl and bawl louder.
“SAY. IT!”

Livonna growled with all her anger which was still not spanked out.
“I am the wolf, not a dog! Ouch!!!”

Mina just kept spanking, without any pause, making Livonna bawl in pain and humiliation.
“Only you can make it stop and I told you how. Blame yourself.”

Livonna bawled in terrible pain and desperation.
“Ow-ow-ow!!! Ouch!!! Ugh! You will pay for this! Owiee!!! Ow!!! Ouch!!! One day you will pay for this... OUCH!!! Ugh! OWIEEE!!!! Okay! Okay! I'll be a good wolf cub! OUCH!!!”

Suddenly Mina finally stopped and pushed Livonna out of her lap.
“Now, rub your bottom, puppy!”

Livonna jumped up and started jumping and hopping in place in pain, just like she was dancing a kind of a war dance, howling and rubbing her terrible sore bottom.

Mina watched her brat war dance, smirking.
“You may be a werewolf. Or a she-wolf stuck in that form, I don't care. You don't attack me or even show your teeth at me, Puppy.”

“Ugh! Okay, okay, as you say! Ouch!” Livonna whimpered. She continued her dance of pain about a minute or two more, before she could get herself together and finally stop.

Mina stood up, walked to Livonna and hit her head with the newspaper, making the she-werewolf growl through the tears.
“Allright, what are you doing in my forest? What is your goal anyway?”

Livonna pouted.
“Just to know what this forest is, and why is it forbidden. Well, the last part I already got, I think…”

Mina gave her a strict gaze.
“You're a naughty girl, you won't get a free tour. Begone and think about a wiser approach, naughty pup.”

Livonna sighed.
“And if I'll ask nicely?”

Mina smirked.
“Funny how you needed a hard spanking to get to this conclusion, hm? So what is the truth ? Villagers and humans are mean with a she-wolf and she wants a sanctuary forest?”

Livonna thought for a minute and nodded.
“Well, yes…”

Mina smirked wider.
“And was it wise to insult me, attack me, rebel against that forbidden sign to get it, Puppy?”

Livonna sighed and shook her head.
“Well... No... Sorry for that…”

The demoness opened her side little bag and got out a thin leather collar.
“This is the key of my forest to you. The only one. Decide yourself.”

Livonna snarled.
“To become your hellhound or to be banished from your forest?”

Mina nodded.
“Correct. You want to stay? That's the collar. So?”

Livonna shook her head and turned around to go away.
“Thank you, but no. I'll better find my own forest, where I'll be free.”

Mina shrugged.
“Humph! Suit yourself, Hellhound.” She threw the collar away “Be a nice pup.”

Livonna growled and ran out from the Forbidden Forest. Only far away from the forest edge she finally stopped and gave her sore bottom a few gentle rubs.
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ugh! I’d better warn milady that this forest is impassable, and there is nothing valuable… Ow! Ouch! Ow! My bottom! How is it possible to give such a spanking with just some newspaper?! I won’t sit for a week! Ouch!”

(Livonna the she-werewolf meets Mina the demoness (who belongs to Minalhan))