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Friday, May 2, 2025

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


Friday, April 25, 2025

Bad Girl from Valley High: More Bad Luck

   Cindy Lou was still standing in the hallway, when Miss Browning exited Belinda’s room, closing the door behind her. For just a second, Cindy got a quick glimpse of Belinda, dancing by her bed, as she furiously rubbed her crimson butt  cheeks. Cindy was shocked by how red Belinda’s rear was, and decided, right then and there, she was NEVER going to give Miss Browning an excuse to punish her.

   The redhead, sweating and out of breath, smiled at Cindy and said, “I just had a talk with Belinda. I don’t think she’ll ever bother you again.” Cindy thanked her as they both walked back down the hallway. 

    Inside her room, Belinda stood on shaky legs, wishing she could sit down, but knowing from last weekend, how painful that would be. She opened her window and laid on her bed, hoping the night winds would help to cool down her sizzling hot buns,  but it didn’t. She still felt like her big bottom was boiling. Remembering there was an ice machine in the basement, where the students washed their clothes, she picked up her wastebasket and headed downstairs.

   In the basement, two of the students, dressed for the night as goth girls were doing their laundry, before heading out to the local goth club. Tonight was their favourite night there, it was Bad Girl Night, a night where you could act out your favourite fantasies. Della loved being spanked in front of a crowd, and Jill loved spanking her. The two girls were shocked by Belinda’s appearance, when she entered the laundry room. Her hair was a mess, her eyes red and swollen, and she was walking stiff legged, like a robot. A wastebasket in one hand, her other rubbing her roasting rear.

     Already in a bad mood, and in a lot of pain, the German brat screamed at the goth girls, “WHAT ARE YOU FREAKS LOOKING AT? ISN’T THERE A HOUSE SOMEWHERE YOU SHOULD BE HAUNTING?”

    Della, the more sensitive of the two, was hurt by Belinda’s verbal assault, and felt like she wanted to cry. Jill, however, seeing someone hurt her girlfriend’s feelings, was furious. “HOW DARE YOU TALK TO US LIKE THAT! WE HAVE A RIGHT TO DRESS ANYWAY WE WANT TO ON THE WEEKEND!”

    “And THAT’S how you chose to dress?” Belinda snarled, “ Like two escapees from a freak show? You look like goth clowns.”

   Seeing Della begin to cry, Jill slipped a pair of handcuffs out of her oversized purse, one of the items she planned on using later that night at the goth club. Before she knew what was happening, Della had forced Belinda across a chair, and handcuffed one of her hands to the leg. She then turned to Della, and with an icy whisper, she said, “Looks like we found a bad girl early tonight. Raise up her skirt, and let’s show her what we do to naughty girls with foul mouths.”

   Della did, and was shocked to see the state of Belinda’s bottom, swollen and a deep dark magenta, with bruises and blisters decorating her sit spots. “WOW! It looks like somebody already beat you to it, Jill. That’s one well spanked ass.” Della said, as she gently traced a finger across Belinda’s blisters. “Her butt is STILL as hot as a pepper pod.”

    “So, Miss High And Mighty, you call US freaks and you like to be dominated. Well, if you like to be spanked, you’re going to love THIS.” Jill, said, smiling devilishly, as she removed a heavy leather strap from her purse.


Saturday, December 14, 2024

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.


Tuesday, August 13, 2024

Morgana the Merciless

 In Northern Ireland, a pack of werewolves, led by a ghostly white werewolf named King Smoke, claims Falstaff Forest as their home. King Smoke rules his pack with an iron claw. Any werewolf that breaks one of his rules, is bound across a fallen tree, called The Tree Of Woe. Once tied securely in place, the pack’s disciplinarian, Morgana The Merciless, will whip the disobedient werewolf’s rear with her heavy leather strap, until they’re howling for mercy, their blistered bottom burning like a bonfire.

    Any human that wanders into Falstaff Forest after dark, may also find themselves bound across The Tree Of Woe. Recently, a harlot, returning from her rich client’s manor, decided to take a shortcut through Falstaff Forest, believing she would be home long before nightfall. Unfortunately for the busty blonde beauty she became lost in the woods, and was captured that night by King Smoke. Stripped bare, she was forced across The Tree Of Woe, where Morgana The Merciless painted her plump pale posterior burgundy with her vicious leather strap. Once released, she fled the werewolf’s lair, still completely naked, her rear glowing in the darkness, like a pair of fiery demon eyes, as she ran crying all the way home.

Friday, March 31, 2023

Hydrogen

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo!!! AUA!!!"

"And now, Miss Krüger, let's talk again, why nitric acid is a poor choice for the demonstration of the hydrogen displacement reaction!"

Sunday, January 29, 2023

Antique Methods

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUTSCH!!!"

"Hold still, Krüger! You said, that you want not just polish your English while living and working in Great Britain, but also learn more about British traditions! And this is a traditional punishment for a clumsy servant!"

 

Sunday, July 3, 2022

Hard Choice

"But Herr McNully, maybe this is not that necessary?"

"Hold still and shut up, Miss Krüger! You'd better not talk back to me, only if you don't want to feel all those implements on this fat German butt of yours right here and now!"

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

Rules of the House

"This is unfair! Yes, I returned to your home almost at midnight, but I am not a child and I am even not your daughter!"

"Well, that's true, Miss Krüger. You're an au pair in my house, but since you're living under my roof, you should follow rules of my house. And I don't tolerate breaking the curfew from anyone! And for this backtalking you'll get your strapping bare bottomed!"

Wednesday, March 16, 2022

Deal

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!!"

"Well, Mr. Jackson, I really hope this will be enough compensation for your wasted time. Again, my apologies for my temporary secretary poor work performance with all the documents. I expected my more professionalism from a German woman!"

"Don't worry, Mr. McMurphy, your apologies are accepted. And I think, I'll inculcate this work discipline practice in my firm. Looks like it's quite effective! At least, to relief all your stress from your employees poor working!"

"AUA!!! Mein Gott! AUTSCH!!!"

Monday, December 6, 2021

Truant's Dance


"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo!!! Boohoo!!!"

"Well, well, well. Looks like that fat German ass of yours wasn't very happy to meet the proper English strap, Miss Krüger, was it? Next time you'll skip my lessons, I'll introduce you the cane!"

Sunday, February 7, 2021

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Job Interview

"I need to warn you, Miss Krüger, I don't believe in fines and such a penalties. In my house if au pair shows a poor work performance, she goes over my knee!" *thoughts* "Even if she'll refuse to hire, I'll strap her German ass for wasting my time!"

Friday, May 8, 2020

An Example

"Well, Miss Krüger, I need to say, that I really don't like what an example you are for my dear daughter! But I'm really happy to make you an example, what could happen with such a naughty young lady!"

Saturday, October 26, 2019

Wild Wild West

Belinda was hired as a errand-girl by an Texan businessman. Her job was delivering the documents to his business partners. One day, after she finished the delivery, Belinda decided to visit a local saloon, to drink some beer and relax. When she came in a beautiful blonde named Susan saw her and said "Hello!". Belinda greeted her too.
The girls introduced themselves and started talking. All was fine, until Belinda didn't say something in her native German. She just quoted one famous German philosopher but Susan was already a bit drunk thought that the German insulted her in her Mother tongue.

"What did you to say?" the American asked angrily "When I was a little girl my mother'll made me wash my mouth with the soap for such a language! I think you're mother didn't do it to you in right time, so I'll do it myself now!" Susan took a laundry soap from the board and before Belinda could say anything she put it into her mouth and made her bite it with her teeth.
Belinda mumbled trying to spit the soap out. Susan looked around and saw a heavy leather razor strap in the wall.

"I think just a mouthsoaping won't be enough to teach such a dirty German a lesson!" she said and made Belinda bend over the nearby table "Here we're calling this a good old fashioned Texas style ass-whipping!" she raised Belinda's skirt and pulled down her white panties. The heavy leather strap landed over milky-white flash with a loud crack. Belinda mumbled and bite the soap harder in pain.

The stroke was coming after the stroke, making poor German kicking her legs and squirming over the table in pain. Two glasses with whiskey, which were staying over the table fall down, spilling the drink over the floor. Susan pulled Belinda by her hair.

"You clumsy stupid girl! How dare you to waste such a good drink! You're in for it now!" and she continued the strapping, striking Belinda's bottom as powerful as she could.
For a some minutes the saloon was filled with the sound of the strap's strokes over the flesh and loud screams. Belinda finally spited both peaces of the bite through soap and bawled in pain. When her bottom was almost bruised, Susan finally stopped the spanking.

"Well, I think you learned your lesson, Hun!" she smirked and then pushed Belinda down, making her fall on all fours "Now clean this mess, if you won't get some more strapping!" Susan threw a rag in front of the German.

Weeping in pain and humiliation Belinda started wiping the whiskey away, with her sore dark red bottom on display.