Flight Privileges Have Been REVOKED

"Your goose is cooked bitch!" THWACK!, a plume of feathers dusts away from her delicate breasts and upper arms.

"Soar like an eagle?! I'll make your ass SORE like an eagle!" THWCK

Another hunk of feathers fluttering away in the wind, even if she wanted to try her hardest to fly away she could barely limp into the air, she was closer to a penguin than a peregrine, now.

She had so few feathers left.

But Hilda didn't seem content, instead she plucked each one slowly away, taking pleasure in holding the last one before pulling it out and placing it in her own hair.

"Nice body, PINKY!", Hilda laughs, giving a doubly sharp whack to a naked pink backside as Hunny squawks in thunderous orgasm like all the cock's that crowed when the savior was born.