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now!” Each word she spoke betrayed her agony and desperation. “Stop it! Stop it, please!”
    She was more than certain that she was the first elf in history to have said 'please' to a human. She was exploring all sorts of taboo behavior today! She was nearly thankful her brothers were dead; if they knew about this, they'd never let her live it down.
    “All joking aside, little elf, you've earned yourself a good solid hiding. Now be a good girl and take your medicine,” Draevan replied unsympathetically, somehow even firming his grip on her, making it so she could barely buck or squirm around on his lap.
    That was probably for the best since her kicks and squirms, it came to mind, probably made her look like she was a naughty three-year-old being taken in hand. “I'm nineteen years old! You can't do this!” she tried, openly frustrated by all this.
    By now, it felt like a million fire-ants were biting her.
    “Oh, come now. A woman's never too old for a well-needed spanking,” Taric replied above her. “Drae, you missed a spot.”
    “I hate you! I hate you both! I can't wait until you're eaten, and you will be !” She was quickly beginning to wish that the giant wasn't deaf, because her cries would lead the creature right to these men.
    “Nnnooo!” she cried. Then, at last, she felt the leather bindings slipping away. Her hands were free! She grasped at Draevan’s leg, trying to heave herself off, but he wasn’t having any of her escape attempts, and held her tighter, pressing her chest to his thigh.
    “No need to be so angry at us just because you're a bad thief,” Draevan clucked. “Taric, can you hold her hands down? She’s getting a little dramatic, and I’m not near done,” he asked Taric with the sort of casualness that was reserved for ordering a beer at a tavern.
    “Okay, okay!” she cried, as if she had completely succumb to this inquisition.
    Only it wasn't an inquisition, so even though she actually said, “I'm sorry! Is that what you want? An apology?” it didn't help her a jot.
    “I want you to stop making a racket, so we can teach you not to steal without our ears bleeding.” Draevan didn't sound very sympathetic at all, which meant Taric wouldn't be, either. After all, only Draevan knew how hard he was hitting her.
    He stopped spanking only long enough to adjust her on his lap so she wasn’t half-way falling onto the ground like she was now. Lord, it hurt still even though he wasn't currently smacking her! Her skin burned heatedly and stung, and she wanted so much just to reach back and rub the pain away…
    SMACK. And the pain returned. Somehow, thinking for a moment that it might be all over after all and then it not being over was too much to bear. Her lip trembled as she felt her eyes begin to prick with tears. She had to get out of this!
    “Aaah!” she jerked, out of necessity for survival, in such a way that her hands were now free, and all she could think to do was struggle all the more, her arms cartwheeling, as she tried to escape this new pain. The leather felt like it was slicing into her! “No, no, no!” she yelped. “No, no…”
    Taric was suddenly crouched in front of her, gathering her hands into his own. His expression was oddly patient, and he watched her expression change. In turn, his face began to look not sympathetic, really, but warm. It was quite an odd contrast.
    SMACK! “Please, please…” she whimpered at him. “Help…” Her throat was already sore from yelping. She could feel that any second the dam would break, and she would start crying. There wasn't any stopping it.
    SMACK! The leather came down right between her bottom and her thighs. Her whole body flinched violently and, just as she expected, tears began to fall.
    Looking straight into the face of the handsome, dark-featured human, she began, smack after smack, to blubber like an infant.
    She stopped struggling since it was only wearying her, and low and behold, that's when Draevan finally