Evellyn indulges the huntress

Though abjectly humiliated, the huntress decides it's worth a try.

"So... can I spank you? I mean, otherwise, you're just robbing me here."

Evellyn pauses in gathering up the clothes. She looks at the near-naked half-elf, and realizes that she's right. As unsavory as it feels, she can't escape the fact that she's truly the villain in this scene, and it goes against her chivalrous instincts to just extort this girl out of her clothes and leave her to fend for herself. She puts down the cloak with a sigh.

"Three strokes," she says.

"Ten," counters the huntress.

"Five," Evellyn says firmly. "And I'm not going over your knee! I will be spanked on my feet. And if you hit hard enough to bruise, I swear, I'm taking your thong."

The huntress smiles. "So long as you don't get dressed first, you have a deal. I get to see you jiggle while I spank you."

"Let's get this over with..."

Evellyn finds a good, sturdy tree and places her palms up against it, presenting her peach of an ass to the half-elf. She feels more than sees the girl's eyes go up and down her body, relishing the subtle sway of her breasts, the sweat dewing on her ass, and the blossoming blush of the one who humiliated her.

"No savoring!" says Evellyn.

The first impact comes in hot, catching her squarely on the right cheek with an open palm. Evellyn feels the shock travel up her body and set her breasts into motion. The huntress's giggle makes her grit her teeth with embarrassment.

"Look at 'em fly!" says the huntress.

The second stroke followed quickly getting her on the left cheek and causing her breasts to dance all the more delightfully. Evellyn closed her eyes and growled internally: Naked, in the woods, getting spanked by a girl in a thong.

"Oh, the things I would do with you..." says the huntress, taking a handful of Evellyn's butt and squeezing.

"You take one more liberty, and that thong of yours leaves your body the hard way!" says Evellyn. "Now hurry it up!"

Strokes three and four come in quick succession, one on the right and one on the left. The huntress laughs gleefully, watching the ripples run up Evellyn's form. The final spank gets her right in the middle of the ass, the half-elf's slender hand intruding just a bit too much into the copious butt and goosing her rather unexpectedly. Evellyn yelps and nearly jumps right out of her grip, then spins around, hands on her ass, to face the grinning huntress.

In one motion she snaps out, seizes the girl by the front of her panties, and yanks upward until they rip off. The girl goes cross-eyed, grabs herself by her naked crotch, and drops to her knees.

"I warned you," says Evellyn.

Tossing the huntress's final scrap of modesty aside, Evellyn makes to return to her newfound pile of clothes, only to discover that someone has absconded with them.