Elfie cringed while the mini-giantess fingers roamed her abused rear. Christy’s assault had left her flesh super sensitive. She couldn’t help emitting a whimpering “P-pl-pUHleaseeeeee!”
“Welll.l.lll.ll since you put it that wayyyyyy!” Christy drawled out in a wickedly playful tone. She took a deep breath and once again began to methodically swat Elfie’s defenseless panty clad bottom and the back of her now naked thighs. She dished out a rapid string slaps that were so fast the echoes of the impacts overlaid each other.
Elfie kicked her legs and twisted desperately as she tried to free herself from the child’s grip. Her poor bottom was stinging fiercely and her breathing was becoming very ragged now as she sobbed and gasped between pleas for mercy. At last Christy paused once more. “Christy...let me go now.”, she sobbed. “You can’t… treat me like …this, I’m your ba…by-sitter!”
“You were my baby-sitter when you were big, now you’re my baby sister and you’ve been very naughty.”, Christy responded, coolly. Again, she stroked the curve of her prisoner’s rear. Smiling at feeling of the soft silky panties. They were so much softer at their reduced size. The smile turned to a smirk as she imagined how much softer they would get at the final stage. Her musings were rather rudely interrupted.
Elfie lost her temper again “Just let me go! You little bitch!”, she screamed, angrily. Suddenly her face was shoved back down.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Elfie instantly regretted her fit of temper and choice of words.
“Mommy doesn’t let us say that word either”, Christy announced, “Now you’re really gonna get it!”
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Elfie gasped in shock and alarm as she felt Christy lift the waist band of her panties and pull them down to her knees. The cool air brushing over her burning bottom brought her some slight relief but only for a moment. Elfie’s head was spinning. She could not imagine how she could be in this predicament. It defied all comprehension, how she, a grow woman could be reduced to the size of a four year old and draped across the knees of a child that she was supposed to be baby-sitting. Worse yet it seemed that this torturous spanking was about to be continued on her bare behind!
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Christy paused and regarded Elfie’s small buttocks. They had the hot, red glow of a well-spanked bottom. Soon Elfie would be ready to Promise. She drew back her hand and brought it down hard on Elfie’s naked left cheek. A single hard, ringing stroke. The little woman squealed and kicked as Christy raised her hand once more. This time the blow landed squarely on the little right buttock. Christy liked the way that Elfie’s bottom quivered and shook with each spank. Elfie’s flesh felt so soft and smooth, even compared to Christy’s palm. The feeling of control and power over this miniature grown-up made Christy want even more. She redoubled her efforts, spanking the small, red bottom before her as hard as she could. She was eager for the moment when she would be able to bind Elfie to her will.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
For Elfie the bad dream of shrinking to the size of a small child had become the nightmare of a humiliating and painful bare-bottom spanking at the hands of a young girl. Despite her desperate struggles to free herself, she was helpless against Christy’s powerful grip. The sting of the spanking was becoming too much for her to bear. In desperation she began to plead with Christy once more. “Christy! Ouch! Please! Ouch! No more! Ooooowwww!!! I’m sorry! Oh! ... “
Christy paused. A grin that would have terrified Elfie split her lips “Do you promise to be good?” <Swat!> This one not quite a pat, but no where near as hard.
“Yes!!! I p-p-puh-romise!” poor little Elife whimpered.
“Do you promise to behave?” demanded her abuser. <Smack!>
“Aaaaawwww!” Elfie sobbed “Y-yuh-y-yes!”
“Do you promise to obey my Commands?” demanded Christy, harshly.
“W-w-w-what?” Elfie sobbed.
<Whack!> <Smack!> <Swat!> <Swat!> <Swat!> <Swat!>
Christy dished out still another series. In actuality, the youngster was quite pleased. She was certain that last had broken the half-sized teenager’s resistance.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! YESSSSSS!!! I PROMISSSSSSEEEE!!!” Elfie squealed.
Christy stopped. She remembered blushing wildly when her mother told her how to complete the spell. However, now that she’d spent quite a bit of time touching Elfie’s rear, it was really quite appealing to close the deal. ‘And she’s mine now, so why not?’ the young girl thought. Out loud, she said “Very well, this should make you feel better.”
Elfie blushed crimson as she felt Christy lean forward and plant a soft kiss on the burning skin of her left buttock. She couldn’t see the soft glow that lit up the spot where Christy’s lips contacted her abused rear. Astonishingly the pain of her tortured behind did seem to diminish as soon as the girl’s lips touched her delicate derriere. As Christy released her Elfie staggered on wobbly little legs and hastily pulled up her panties, then squealed and danced around the room comically as this sent a new wave of searing pain across her ravished rear. Elfie stood staring back at the smiling girl and rubbed her abused bottom for several seconds before she bolted for the door.
For her part, Christy was seriously considering planting another kiss on that little bobbling derriere “Where do you think you’re going?’, she called after Elfie.
“I’m getting out here! Right now!”, Elfie called back as she struggled with the large door knob.
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