The Spanking Wench, Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Full Video: A Traditional Halfing Roasting Ceremony! By John Wilkes The laughter rang in Wilkes’ ears as he stooped back to his corner. Before he had time to either sulk or congratulate himself, something pinched his arm and he started. He’d completely forgotten about the cloaked woman, hidden in the shadows. She clutched her hood tight around her face with one hand, but he could just make out her eyes. They sparkled with a sort of teasing mischief. “Not bad, Mister Blogger, considering it was your first time delivering a spanking.” Wilkes' ears burned. “I’d say I did famously, all things considered.” The woman’s eyes crinkled, revealing her hidden smile. “Meaning it was your first time.” Wilkes dug his fingers into the fabric of his sleeves. It was much easier to handle a sarcastic woman’s teasing when he could answer her with a sharp slap across her behind whenever he wanted. “Well, what of it? I’d say I put that wench in her place.” The secretive woman relaxe...