The Tables Are Turned

It is not every day that you strip nearly a thousand sprites naked in one go and certainly not ever day you feel this kind of power... although, admittedly, you have stripped three goddesses today and one of them wasn't wearing underwear, but she was wearing... oh wait... maybe you could...

There are a lot of thoughts going through your mind right now and you have to struggle to stay focused on the moment. What you need is more time to think. Even the panties of a thousand sprites do not compare to the power of one pair of goddess panties, but they have more than enough magic to tie each sprite and the goddess to various trees around you, each one tied in a different but beautifully humiliating way, so that is what you do.

"Wow, Raider," gasped Daisy in disbelief, "I thought they had you, I thought you were gone for, but you got 'em, even a thousand sprites and a goddess with all the magical power in the world could not outsmart you. You are the greatest trickster ever! You are the most powerful man in the universe! Every time you slap my ass it is an honour!

And the quality of this display! It is so creative, so intricate, so beautiful, so personal... did you base it off their individual personalities because they all seem to think they have the worst deal? How did you know this? Well actually that's obvious! You're raider the smartest, most cunning, greatest panty-thief in the universe!"

"Well thank you, Daisy. I am touched, truly touched - much like our friend Auroria here, but in a different way." You begin massaging and spanking her exposed buttocks to emphasise your meaning.

Auroria is dangling by her ankles from the branch of a tree. Her beautiful naked hands are tied behind her beautiful naked back and her beautiful naked bottom is turning red right in front of your eyes. You can hear screams and protests from her face which happens to be exactly at your crotch level, but you ignore them. You would like some peace and quite to think, so you are glad that the sprites seam too scared to say anything.

"Now, Daisy, Auroria I have a theory of philosophy that I would like to discuss with you."

"Raider, you have exactly nine hundred and thirty seven naked sprites and one very angry naked goddess at your mercy and you want to talk philosophy?" Said daisy, astonished.

"It is the philosophy of panties."

"Okay..." Daisy said, slowly and confusedly, "can I spank the sprites while you explain?"

"Yes, go on then." You walk around Auroria because it only feels polite to look at her face when talking to her.

"You know my fetish is panties and that I can use the panties of a goddess to rewrite the rules of the universe."

"Yes! And I outsmarted you, I may be tied up, but your magic must be drained from tying me, eventually someone will come here, find you, and make you suffer the eternal damnation you deserve!"

"I'm not sure, you see, what is a pair of panties?"

"What does it matter, I wasn't wearing any?"

"I once stripped a girl naked and she wasn't wearing panties, but she was wearing a kind of underskirt... she confessed to liking the breeze. Anyway, the magic of her underskirt was enough that I made a magical wind blow her clothes off every time she tried to get dressed for the next forty eight hours. She also had a presentation to give to the dean that day."

"I wasn't wearing an underskirt either." Auroria interrupted, in your opinion, rather rudely.

"I define all undergarments as the first layer of clothing over your skin and you were wearing only one garment which I skillfully stripped you of with a magical gust of wind."

You stopped talking for a minute and watched the realisation set across your victim's face, instantly replaced by fear, then, just as quickly, panic.

"Please don't I'll do anything, don't humiliate me like this forever! I can't be made a goddess of humiliation like Etherial or Djornella! Wait! You're bluffing, my dress isn't a pair of panties, you're a lying creep!"

"I've never done this with a full dress before; I don't know what will happen."

You pick up the discarded dress and look down at Auroria's furious and terrified eyes.

"If I can absorb these, we'll know I'm right. But for the record, I believe in credit where credit is due and you are easily the most worthy opponent I have ever fought. I am not sure if I should reward or punish you for that, but I'm sure I'll make the right decision."

You focus in on the garment in your hands. It evaporates into nothing and you feel a raw unlimited power course through your veins like nothing you have ever felt before, not even the panties of other goddesses. You look at a now terrified Auroria and grin. Only one question remains, does she deserve leniency for putting up such a good fight, or extra punishment for the inconvenience?