Which didn't make any sense at all.Another thing occurred to me: I'd yet to come across any Demons. Choosing a good spot, I climbed under a rock ledge...to rest and think. The slices on my side, despite the fresh covering of skin, weren't healed completely because I couldn't stay still long enough. I was exhausted from running, from my time in the cage and from changing so often; food would help, but there was nothing to hunt, nor could I take the risk to find anything.My hiding place overlooked. I had to bent over your knees a you gave me a hard spanking?Immediately she moved and came behind me where you gave me a rather long and very hard spanking on by both bottom cheeks. The first ones were very hard but after a moment I felt warm up my bottom and it was less difficult to bear. Then at one once she gave me a few spanking between my legs hurting my balls. I cried it out. She came in front of me. ?That, you did to me in spanking my pussy! You feel it now on your balls?!? I looked. But there's not a lot of difference between boys and girls when they're eleven years of age. But at the time, I remember thinking that I was going to die from an acute and terminal case of girl cooties. Yet in the end, I adjusted. The only strange thing that really happened right away was me beginning to play with the dolls and stuffed animals in my room. I think the witch must have done something to make me want to play with them, but I never complained, because I always had so much fun. ‘Keep your mouth shut, girl. Your mouth, for now, is only to be used to let out sounds of pleasure when I allow it, or to be used to please myself and others.’ The spanking continued until Steven felt she had been ‘punished’ enough. In between every two or three spanks, he would open the snap of her crotch and play with her clit for a few moments, making her gasp and moan, but almost silently, so he let it pass. ‘There now…you took your punishment like a good little Slave should. Now, get on.