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Tyra squeezed the young elf gently, waking him. He opened his eyes, his cheeks still tear stained. Kissing the boys forehead Tyra whispered "I told you I forgave you and I'd comfort you didn't I?" Holding his head to her breast, she caressed the back of his neck and hair. Her eyes no longer angry, she asked, "Are you sorry child?" Khalraan replied with a nod, his eyelids closing again. Tyra turned the child across her lap again, and Khalraan struggled, afraid she would hit him again, sharply she slapped the back of his thigh, the pain flaring sharply for him. Tyra lent over to whisper in his ear, the tip of her breasts touching his back, although, he was too tired and afraid to notice. "Silly child," she said reassuringly, "I told you I'd finished punishing you, now stop struggling." trembling, the boy obeyed. Removing her cloak, Tyra made folded it, forming a pillow of sorts. She placed it under the boys head, who gratefully sighed. Lifting the part of his loincloth that covered his buttocks, Tyra looked at Khalraan's red cheeks. He'd deserved the spanking, but now it was over. Gently, with tender fingers, she massaged his painful flesh, drwing the pain out and easing it. It would still be sore, but it would have lessened considerably. Khalraan driffted off again, resuming his slumber, leaving Tyra to continue massaging him.
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