Spell for Spanking

When Isabel inadvertently gives a fiery redhead a love potion, it arouses dark passions in Tasha, an elf half-breed, and leads to a night of lust, spanking and love. But when the potion wears off, the women are faced with the results of their night of passion. WARNING: Contains mature adult themes, BDSM, spanking, anal play and explicit sex. STRICTLY for adults ONLY. All sexual acts depicted are consensual and between adults aged 21 years and over.EXCERPTTasha pulled the car into the...
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When Isabel inadvertently gives a fiery redhead a love potion, it arouses dark passions in Tasha, an elf half-breed, and leads to a night of lust, spanking and love. But when the potion wears off, the women are faced with the results of their night of passion. WARNING: Contains mature adult themes, BDSM, spanking, anal play and explicit sex. STRICTLY for adults ONLY. All sexual acts depicted are consensual and between adults aged 21 years and over.EXCERPTTasha pulled the car into the deep woods and pushed Isabel away. The redhead was hanging onto her sanity by a thread; she had to make it to the cabin! "Come on, Isabel. Get out of the car."The young shopkeeper flung open the passenger's door of the Mustang and rolled out of the convertible onto the ground. "Help me," she cried, stumbling in the gravel. "Please, Tasha."The redhead rolled her eyes at the drama of the witch and licked her full lips. She didn't dare approach the Isabel. Not now. Not when they were so close to the cabin. Huge guardian oaks towered over the young women, and Isabel was beautiful in the dappled sunlight. She was a brunette with pale skin, full lips and bright blue eyes. A slim girl, Isabel was almost boyish in some ways, with small breasts and a narrow waist. But Isabel's hips gave her away as all woman - full and wide, she was a big-bottomed girl, with an ass that begged to be spanked. Tasha licked her lips again, and imagined Isabel stripped of her simple frock, naked in the cool grass that surrounded the cabin."Damnit," Tasha moaned. The full effect of the dark love potion was taking hold, and all the elf half-blood wanted was to have Isabel in her arms, skin to skin, a tangle of limbs and tongues. With an iron will, Tasha shook herself free of wicked thoughts and turned to the cabin. "Come on," she said. "We've got to get inside."Isabel huffed, then stood and followed the redhead up the path to the ancient dwelling. Shuffling quickly, the young witch caught up with Tasha and threw her arms around the girl's waist. "You're overdressed," she said simply, her voice low - a growl in her throat. Hooking her fingers in the bodice of Tasha's sundress, Isabel ripped it from the redhead's body.Whirling, Tasha stood in the long grass that surrounded the cabin, clad only in her white, cotton panties and lacy bra. Her legs were spread wide, and Tasha's breasts heaved as she snarled her fingers in Isabel's hair and dragged the shopkeeper into an embrace. Their lips met, and Tasha's mouth felt as though it was on fire with the fury of Isabel's probing tongue. With one leg, the redhead tripped tripped Isabel, forcing the young witch backward until she fell. Tasha crashed to the ground with Isabel, their lips locked in a fiery kiss.