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The princess has been brought back up to normal speed; however, the three seamstresses are still frozen place, except they have been delicately arranged by yourself, Daisy and Banti in the window display. They are bent over, ass facing towards the busy streets of the moon elf capitol and they are all receiving a thorough spanking.

Princess Tracia's arms are connected by a rope of panties to the ceiling, she can just stand on the balls of her feet, leaving her beautifully **** and helpless. She is of course relieved of her dress, but you have kept her panties on for now, best she experience the next part in real time. You bring her back to normal speed, until she is thrashing and twisting in the centre of her shop such that her tiny little tits jiggle delightfully for you, your companions, and her three naked seamstress's.

"Release me now and I will let you live!" She screams furiously. "You! you're a moon elf, what are you doing working for a pathetic human pervert?"

"Honoured to meet you, your majesty." Banti gives a shy bow, with one hand still crossed over her boobs, the other still administering a spanking to the pink bottom. She looks so cute when she's embarrassed.

You ignore the princess for the time being and turn your attention to the naked lovelies in front of you, with a wave of your hand you release their heads from the freezing charm. The sudden chorus of squeals and yelps is the most beautiful music you've ever heard.

"How would you girls like us to stop spanking you?"

"Ouch! Yes, please let us go!"

"Please, this is so humiliating!"

"It's rush hour, the whole city is looking at my bottom!"

"I'll stop spanking you, if you tell me what you honestly think of the Princess Tracia's royal boobies."

"They're lovely, eek, she has a beautiful full chest!" answers the pink one.

"Yes, a full and large, ouch, shapely bosom!" agrees the violet one.

"One of the biggest busts in the city! Ah!" concludes the deep purple elf as Daisy administers another hard slap.

"Liars!" you declare, "I guess you must really enjoy being spanked. Look, there are people taking photos now."

"Ow! Please stop! I can't be seen like this!" cries the elf in front of you.

"I just want honesty." You say, giving another firm whack with the back of your hand.

"They are being honest, I have the most full and beautiful bosom in all the moon elf kingdom!" shrieks Tracia, swishing from side to side in her bonds, her little nipples jiggle in front of you.

"No!" says the violet elf. She hangs her head in defeat. "You have a flat bosom, your tits are barely there and no amount of padded dresses will make up for your lack of boobs."

"How dare you!" Tracia screams, "I am a princess, and if I say my boobs are big then my boobs are big, you insolent little-"

"She's right, you're flat as an ironing board and your ass isn't much better either." The dark purple moon elf interrupts her.

"But I'm a beautiful princess my boobs are-"

"Tiny!" the pink elf interjects.

"Tiny tits! Tiny tits! Tiny tits!" The seamstresses chant in her direction.

"That'll do, ladies." You say, admiring the look of fury and humiliation on the face of the princess. "Now, who wants to see what a royal pussy looks like!"

"I do! I do! I do!"

With that you saunter over to the princess and dramatically remove her gold threaded panties.

"Yay!" Daisy giggles and claps, "Three cheers for Raider, the greatest panty thief of all time!"

With that, you stamp the princess's ass and perform an elaborate bow.

"So... you'll give us our clothes back now?" Asks one of the elves.

"No, of course not."

"But you promised!"

"I said I would stop spanking you."

"But everyone can still see our assholes and pussies!"

"Fantastic isn't it? Still, you have a point, I've got the princess pancakes naked over here, and the view is being blocked by your bruised bottoms."