The Spanking Wench Chapter 4
The Spanking Wench By Yu May and JezebethNoir Chapter 4: Who Is That Mysterious Woman? The Shocking Answer Revealed! By John Wilkes The young halfling man raised his rather impressive nose high, sending his curly, jet-black hair flying majestically. His clothing was richly tailored, and he wore a peacock feather in his cap. With a flourish, he produced what looked like an antique scroll of parchment from his coat (though it was actually just a cheap, mass-produced prop), and a riding crop with a leather tip cut into the shape of a heart. Clearing his throat, he began to read. “Good folk, I dedicate this verse to my muse! For I am in love! In love, I say!” Lothario whipped his scroll around him like a dancer’s ribbon, landing at the side of the bemused spanking wench, who was still holding her flimsy sash in place to cover her breasts, before he landed a stroke across the wench’s backside once with the riding crop. “Now, lend me your ears, for the poetic art of Lothario Lovefoot, ...