Emmie quietly walked through the garden. Her years as an adventurer had taught her to sneak competently and her bare feet helped her be even more silent.

Once she was close behind the naughty elf Emmie grabbed an arm and levered it up and forward. This pulled the elf over the rail and off of her footing completely and put her at the mercy of Emmie. Emmie pulled the back of the flimsy dress up and out of the way and began to ferociously spank the elf.

"I had warned you that there were consequences for trespassing and the last spanking was not enough for you it seems. Perhaps you want more, in which case I shall give you all you can handle!"

The elf did not try to make an excuse, beg for lenience, or ask for the spanking to stop. She did cry out in surprise and sob in pain.

The elf also seemed with her free hand to be trying to touch and hold the arm of Emmie, not the one spanking her in fact she didn't try to cover herself back up or block the blows. Nor did she try to brace herself on the railing. Instead it was almost like she wanted to hold onto Emmie during the act but was just in no position to do so and Emmie was not about to let the elf get into a position where she wasn't off balance and under her control.

The slaps rang loud, the elf's rear became red and hot, tears marked the pretty elven face.