James made every last spank really REALLY count, taking into account the thousands of years of wicked misdeeds from the vampire queen. He made sure that Megan was satisfyingly hard-punished by his spanking (which literally lit her ass repeatedly).
After many more hits, James Van Helsing knew he had done it. He had succeeded in spanking Megan, the Queen of Vampires. He paused to admire his finished craft.
Megan's buttocks had been destroyed. Their pale, perfect pristine forms (the perfection of undead womanhood) were replaced by red and swollen forms. Megan gasped and groaned in the aftermath.
Even without additional hits right now, her ass STUNG, HURT, and SMARTED intensely.
"My... my ass," she said through gritted teeth. "You've DESTROYED my ass."
Her fists tightened uselessly at her sides as she trembled from head to toe with humiliation and frustration. She was really mad that he'd won... despite being the Queen of Vampires, she had taken over a dozen pranks with garlic, silver, and crosses (those really hurt), gotten her powers trimmed down, defeated by him in a 1 vs 1 and tied down. She HATED that he also got to punish and spank her sexy ass too. It truly felt like the ultimate LOSS.
"It's not fair," she groaned. "If it weren't for you I would have taken over THE WORLD."
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