Lucas the Vengeful.

"Do you know what happens to maids who fail their masters?"

He reached out quick as lightning and grabbed her by the wrist, then pulled her into the library.

Eldwyn trembled. She hadn't often heard this harsh side of Lucas. She struggled to keep up with his long strides. "I'm sorry, sir. I promise it won't happen again. I... I'll do better. I'll—"

"Quiet," Lucas interrupted, his voice low.

He sat down in his easy chair, then gave her a wrenching tug on her arm that caused her to lose her balance and tumble onto his lap.

She tried to get up, but he was much stronger than her and easily held her down with one hand on the back of her neck, the other holding her arm behind her back.

"Stop struggling," he warned.

He tugged up the bottom of her dress. As he raised it, the cool air rushed at her bare legs. She felt his hand on her thigh and bit her lip as he slowly stroked up and down her smooth skin.

Eldwyn's face grew warm. His gentle caresses was not at all what she'd expected, it only made her more scared and nervous. Despite that, a warm feeling that now began to spread through her body.

"You rushed the task I gave you. Tell me why."

"I wanted... I wanted to please you, sir."

She felt the pressure on her neck increase a notch. He grunted dismissively. "Don't lie to me. If you wanted to please me you would have done a good job, not a fast one."

The hand caressing her ass moved, a finger trailing up her bare crack, just the slightest bit of pressure behind it.

"No panties," he stated, redundantly. "Why?"

"I... I thought you'd like it."

"Is that the whole reason?"

He took his hand from her neck and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look him in the eye. She flinched under the intense gaze that seemed to see right to her very core.

"Eldwyn. What else?"

"I... I wanted to be sexy for you. I-I thought, if..." She trailed off.

"If what?"

A long pause. "I-if I was sexy enough, you'd want to touch me... more."

"And you figured, the sooner I finish my tasks, the sooner that would happen." He shook his head, then released her hair. "If you had done a good job, I might have given you a reward. Since you did a bad job..."

"Y-you're going to punish me?"

"That's right."

"Oh," she said, her voice almost a whisper.

"Here's what's going to happen." He stated matter-of-factly, his hand on her ass shifting to more firmly grasp the soft flesh. "You're going to get a spanking. Let's say... 20 swats. You will thank me after each one, and count them out loud. Clear?"

"Yes, sir," she said, meekly.

Without another word, his hand came down on her ass. She yelped at the sudden pain that bloomed across her right cheek. "Ah! One, sir."

She felt his grip stiffen in displeasure. She thought frantically. "Oh! I'm sorry, sir. Thank you, sir."

He drew his hand back, then swung again. This time, the slap landed on her other cheek.

"Oh! Ah! Two..." she whimpered. "T-thank you, sir..."

"Better," he replied.

His hand came down again, on the same cheek. The initial flare of pain quickly died down, but it left behind a long, slow stringing sensation, as if a low fire was burning underneath it.

"Three, sir! Th-thank you, sir!" She exclaimed.

He hit the other cheek. The fire grew.

"F-four... th-thank you sir..."

He continued in that fashion, with Eldwyn grunting and groaning as he doggedly continued. "Five... Six... Seven..."

At ten, he gave her a break. He said nothing, but she derived a strange comfort from the feeling of his hand laying lightly on her pained butt. His fingers slid between her buttocks, gently rubbing her anus. She gave a little gasp, not expecting the intimate touch. Her embarrassment only grew as she realized how erect her member had grown from just that light touch. She knew he could feel it poking into his leg, and she couldn't even pull back, because his hand on her neck kept her firmly immobilized.

Yes, she had to admit, on the edges of the area his hand had reached, the feeling wasn't entirely unpleasant, but that was more than offset by the indisputable fact that her ass hurt awfully, a deep throbbing pain that she feared would stay with her for long after Lucas was finished with her. She didn't understand why her dick had interpreted this horrible situation as arousing.

Her contemplations were interrupted by his hand leaving her ass.

"Halfway there," he said softly. "Are you ready for the rest?"

She took a deep breath, already dreading the second half of her punishment. The words that came out of her mouth surprised them both. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl."

He gave her another moment to breathe, and then his hand came down on her right cheek.

Eldwyn's whole body jerked at the explosion of pain on her behind. If he hadn't had a firm grip on her, she'd certainly have fallen to the ground. For a moment after the blow, she couldn't even gather up her thoughts to count.

"Eleven! Thank you, sir." She finally called out when she realized he was waiting for her.

The only indication he gave that he had heard her was his hand coming down on her left cheek.

"T-twelve!" She cried. "Thank you, sir."

His hand came down again, and again, until her burning ass was consumed with pain and her eyes were misted over with tears. She could barely breathe between the cries, and could not stop herself from shaking.

But she did as he had told her, counting each one out loud and thanking him. It was that thought alone that kept her from bursting out in tears. She was following his orders. If this is what he thought she deserved, then she was determined to see it through. She wouldn't disappoint him a second time.

When the last blow came down, she couldn't stifle the shriek that leapt from her throat. She felt weak, and when he released her neck, she collapsed onto the ground. Her ass was consumed by stinging pain. A tear trickled down her cheek.

A moment later, his arms were around her, cradling her and patting her back gently.

"Shh..." he whispered into her ear. "It's all right... I've got you..."

He held her like this until she began to calm down. Eventually, he pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were still wet, and her bottom lip was quivering uncontrollably.

"You did well, little Elf," he said, his anger gone. "I'm proud of you."

Eldwyn couldn't help but smile. Hearing those words made all this pain worth it. Well, some of it, anyway.

"Now, there's one more thing I want you to do."