Yea. Being in an underwear that wedged too deeply that it only covered the utmost essentials pretty much meant that the princess had her buns bare. They kinda looked like pizza dough. Well rested and risen. Even in a busy store, a pizza chef probably wouldn't need to prepare more for a week had they been so.

Compared to somewhere like her thighs, the thicker parts of her bottom didn't hurt as much. More fat to absorb the impact. “Oww!” She still yelped. Her voice just didn't crack as much this time. “Lucky seven!” She counted again, “So very lucky, yeah…” mumbling a bit too. “Thank you sir.”

Aether looked her over and saw how nice and plump her bottom was. It showed she'd not be bothered too much by compared to her sit spots. "Good girl." He told her being a few years her senior. "Almost there." He gave her a quiet, caring praise.

He'd then bring his hand down again getting the spot just above her sit spots.

Since she was kind of conditioned to say it thanks to all those firm smacks on the bottom, Zelda said “thank you, sir” again when she was told to be a good girl. It made her bashfully roll her eyes around. Well there wasn't anything particularly questionable about being said to be good. The context of course was different in this case.

Having already received quite a few swats though, she didn't want to risk getting even more of those and didn't say much about it. Other than shouting an “Eight! Ouch.” Ripples ran across her flesh, her bottom bouncing upwards as it was hit from a lower angle. “Thank you sir.”

Aether would be looking at the plump rump of the princess as he heard her give the eight and the thank you again. He saw the ripples of the rump and knew he wanted more. But Zelda and her bottom were pretty close to their limits.

Looking at her he raised his hand and then struck her in the exact same spot finding it make her butt ripple plenty almost as much as the meatiest parts of her backside. He rarely hit the same spot twice so it should be a surprise for her too.

Stealing his hand’s momentum launched Zelda’s bottom forwards. Quite similar to the last time though, its motion was mostly upwards. Like a bouncing, heavy, inflated basketball; her wide backside sprang up and down.

While he probably amused himself with this new toy of his, the princess was busy counting and extending her appreciation. “Oww! Nine.” As her body jolted up, the words shot out of her mouth. “Thank you very much sir.” She felt the need to adjust her position a little, her rounded hips swaying from side to side.

Aether was enjoying the way her hips swayed from side to side as she adjusted on his lap. "Last one Zelda, ready?" He asked her with a bit of a nod of his head there. It was a shame he'd probably not get a chance to spank such an ass again. There was no way she'd give him another chance to do that.

This time Aether raised his hand and she'd feel the firmest slap he gave her right across her sit spots once more to make her feel the last one so she'd be able to remember the message as he had a plan there for her after that.

Not necessarily less painful, but it felt like the second half of the punishment went by faster. Perhaps she was indeed learning to be a good girl who didn't feel like she must say something witty every time. And in terms of seeing herself above the rules for being the princess, spending some time over a lap surely granted her a sense of modesty.

“Oh finally. Ready yeah. Go on.” Clenching her eyes shut, she crossed her legs at the ankles. This being the last one, she was positive he intended to give her a good one. “O-hoh!” And she wasn't wrong. Her bottom jiggled, her legs shaking. Like a dolphin, she rocked back and forth over her disciplinarian’s knees. “Owie-owie!” She squirmed more. “Ten. Ten!” She spoke the number. “Thank you, sir.”

Aether was admiring the view there as he watched her jiggling ass there as he saw her squirming a bit there. He'd then reach down and with both hands one warmed by her cheeks and the other cool to the touch as he caressed both cheeks switching hands on both cheeks.

"There we go, now when you are ready I want you to go over the wall over there." He pointed in front of her. "Put your hands on the wall and keep your ass sticking out, no rubbing or touching. Just facing the wall."

At last, it seemed to be over. Her poor bum could finally take a break. Not only had the swats been rather firm, she had even thanked him for delivering them. As a princess at that. So along with her bottom, there was some damage done to her dignity.

Although it was soothing to some extent, having her royal bum fondled and rubbed so casually was hardly prideful. Though it would be a lie to say that she had absolutely no pleasure from it. She wasn't quite sure why exactly there was some joy involved in being put in her place. Maybe she was that type of woman?

Walk. Stay. Arse out. Those were the instructions apparently. Grimacing, Zelda stood up from his lap. “I'm positive you could find a more.. respectful way to talk about your princess’ backside.”

Her shorts were still around her left ankle. They were dragged across the floor while she walked up to the wall, trying not to make any eye contact. Sighing, she pressed her palms against the wall. “Unbelievable…” she quietly murmured. For a few moments, she stood there still. In the end, she pulled back a step, leaned forward a little, and stuck her large bottom out.

Aether was glancing at her when she talked about the backside of the princess. "I would find a way to talk about my princess' backside in a more dignified way... but I'm talking about a naughty trespasser's butt." He told her before she went over to the wall. Her shorts around her ankle, panties up her cheeks.

Seeing her palms against the wall she'd then pushed her ass out as it made sure her panties were properly between those cheeks. He was getting to admire the view in this position facing her cheeks fully. She was presenting her well spanked ass to him.