As the strikes rained down on the young elf's bottom Emmie could feel the growing heat. But beyond that she started to feel a growing wetness, and not only her own.

At that point she made a decision. She would do something to check, if it was a mistake then it would make for a degrading punishment for the Elf and she would be sent back home, if she was right though then there was far more options for this punishment to be far more fun for herself.

Deftly Emmie pulled on the elf's arm and levered her back to her feet. Before the elf could really regain balance Emmie had flipped her around and pushed her to the marble statue. Emmie then pressed the girl to the statue, flipped the back of the elf's dress out of the way and used a finger to feel for the tell tale moisture.

The finger slid smoothly over the elf's lips and easily in. The elf gasped and arched her back to give Emmie unfettered access. At this Emmie knew that this wasn't punishment and the possibilities opened up. If Emmie had not already been wet she would have been now.

"You are wet?" Emmie exclaimed in mock disgust, "Are all elves this dirty or is it only you. How pathetic getting off on a simple spanking. This is a punishment! I guess I will have to find something more for you to do to repay this transgression."