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Elywen lets a little squeak as the palm of Lae'zel's hand connects with her ass. The stinging pain seeming to pulse through her.
"Hush if you wish to avoid this fate you should have provided more resistance in our duel."
Elywen's face flushed as she thought back to the two's fight. While it's true their relationship had always been marked by Lae'zel's dominace Elywen was c ertain that her training and their trials undertaken throughout their journey had put her over the edge and she'd have the upper hand. So, when Lae'zel had proposed this duel with the added stipulation the elf was sure she'd been the one delivering the blows, enjoying the sight of the githyanki's face flushed with indignation and being spanked.
Instead, here she was bent over Lae'zel's knee blushing up to her ears, thighs clamped together and hips squirming as she tried to pretend that each successive strike didn't send a shot of arousal straight to her core.
Lae'zel landed another strike before pausing.
"Or perhaps you threw our duel on purpose."
"What no I-eep."
Elywen's cry echoed out as Lae'zel’s next slap landed directly between the elf's legs. Lae'zel making sure her fingertips dragged against Elywen's clit as she pulled her hand back.
"How could it not be. It's clear that you enjoy being mine."
Elywen's only response was a deepening blush as she lowered her head to hide it.
"Nevertheless, whether the loss was intentional or not that last strike means you have served you punishment."
Lae'zel stroked the inside of Elywen's thigh touch surprisingly soft.
"So, you are free to go unless the source of my joy wishes for more."
Elywen's stuttered huff was all the all the response Lae'zel needed and the hand stroking Elywen's thigh rose higher as the two continued their fun.