Search the girls

A couple of minutes later, both Vaillia and Viestra are standing on tiptoe, their hands tied above their heads with spider-silk ropes, hanging from the ceiling of the cavern. They don't look happy. Daisy's eyes roam up and down their bare, defenceless bodies, looking very happy indeed.

"Say, Raider," she says. "You know when I lived down here, these girls used to bully the heck out of me."

"Yeah?"

"It was terrible. They used to lie in wait for me after class and set ambushes for me. Sometimes they'd steal all my clothes and throw me in the slime pits, and I'd have to run all the way home naked. That was before I became so comfortable with my body, of course."

"That's awful, Daisy. You know, I just had a thought."

"What thought would that be, Raider?"

"Well, I think it would be only fair if such mean bullies got a taste of their own medicine."

"You know, Raider, I think you might be right. But what should we do to them?"

"For a start, I think they ought to feel all the embarrassment you felt when you were running home naked. So I think someone should steal all their clothes."

"But, Raider, you already did that. Look at them. They're all naked."

"That's true. I guess someone should tie them up, then, so they can't cover up at all."

"But, Raider, you did that as well."

"Darn. Well, I'm out of ideas. Maybe while I'm thinking, we should search their bodies to see if either of them have a star-shaped mark."

"That's a great idea," says Daisy, reaching out and tracing the outline of Vaillia's right nipple with her forefinger. "First, let's see if there's one on her boobs."

"You bitch! I'll kill you!"

"Boing, boing, boing..." Daisy lifts Vaillia's boob up, then lets it fall again. "Look how big her boobs are, Raider. There could be hundreds of marks here."

"Strange," you say, giving Viestra's left nipple a pinch, to howls of outrage. "This one only has tiny boobs. Teeny, tiny, itsy-bitsy little boobs."

"Let go of me! Don't you dare touch me there!"

"Aw," Daisy giggles, squeezing Vaillia's breasts with both hands. "Look how angry she is!"

"Mine's getting angry too," you say, as Viestra glares daggers at you, shivering and squirming as she tries to draw back from your probing hands. "I think she doesn't like being reminded that she has tiny boobs."

"Hey, Raider, I just figured something out."

"What's that, Daisy?"

"I can see their vaginas."

"That can't be right, Daisy. No self-respecting elf girl would ever let a total stranger see her vagina. Especially a human stranger. She'd die of shame first."

"But, look, Raider! There it is! See, between her legs, with all those white curls on it."

"You know, you're right. Mine's got one too."

"They look pretty," says Daisy, her hands wandering lower down Viellia's body, as the curvaceous elf shrieks in fury and tries to cross her legs. "White on black. It's cute."

"You know, Daisy, I think we'd better search their vaginas really, really carefully. Just to make sure they're not hiding any star marks."

"Great idea, Raider."

"Eek! Eeeeeek! You're not allowed to! Don't stroke my... stop!"

"And then I think there was something about a spanking?"