by
Scarletdown
Standing upon a narrow ledge, Lynx nervously gazed up at the summit of Spirit Mountain, her soft feminine curves covered by nothing more than her fur. Her voice echoed to the peak above her, “Lord Eagle! I seek your guidance and wisdom!” A majestic eagle peered down from the lofty peak. Mighty wings spread wide, he soared down to the ledge. A bright glow engulfed his body. When it faded, he stood before her in his humanoid form. She knelt reverently and purred, “My liege.” “Arise, Lynx,” Eagle commanded. She stood to her feet, legs spread and paws clasped behind her back. Eagle looked her over, taking in her beauty, then crouched so he could look into her eyes, “I sense a mix of confusion and guilt within you, Keeper of Secrets.” “You are correct, my liege,” Lynx admitted, “I have engaged in behavior unbecoming of an Immortal.” “Explain. Confession is good for more than just our mortal companions.”
“It started a year ago by our reckoning. I used a traditional mortal technique to discipline one of my young bond-mates.” “That was when you paddled that Elf lad for a full hour. Correct?” “Yes, my liege. I intended for the spanking I gave Frelic to be nothing more than punishment, a reminder to never neglect his training here in the Beastlands.” “And it worked.” “However, I found spanking his bottom to be a pleasurable experience,” Lynx averted her eyes, trying to hide her shame. Eagle nodded his feathery head, “That is no cause for shame. Many people, mortals and Immortals alike find pleasure in administering pain upon the bottoms of those under their control.” “But that is not all,” Lynx confessed, “Ever since, I wanted more. To accomplish this, I have purposely guided Frelic into situations where his mortal mistress and her associates have had to spank him. I observe these sessions through my scrying mirror in my den, and pleasure myself to orgasm.” “I see,” Eagle replied, “And this is why you feel guilt, as well you should. You have manipulated your young mortal for your own pleasure and lust.” Lynx bowed her head, “Aye. That I did.” “And to absolve yourself of your guilt?” She sighed, “I wish to be spanked as I spanked my Elf.” A wooden paddle, like she used on Frelic, appeared in her paw. “Then so shall it be,” Eagle took the paddle and sat down on the ledge.
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