Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 19

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 19: A Pleasant Surprise

On returning to the floor above the Asylum, Roberta was not greeted by Therese as she expected, but by Jeanette. She was standing in the bedroom half of the room, with its heart-shaped bed and heart-shaped dressing mirror. This half definitely suited Jeanette, whereas the office half of the room was very 'Therese'. So where did Therese sleep during the day?

Not that Roberta was complaining at all! She had wanted to see Jeanette again, ever since Jeanette had zapped Roberta with a Dementation superior to her own, which filled her mind with lesbian lust for the naughty twin. As at their first meeting, the two vampiresses began flirting with each other. "Do I pogo-stick through your thoughts wearing nothing but a smile?" asked Jeanette coquettishly.

Roberta wanted to know what she did in Jeanette's fantasies. Her reply was "What all suede kittens do... on hands and knees, you lap up the milk of me... and we purr, kitten, like dragonflies buzzing around frog bellies."

Our heroine was even more turned-on, and wanted to make this real as soon as possible. But in the back of her mind, she thought some of these phrases were a little off, though not as mad as her own speech. Jeanette could also make a person overcome with erotic fantasies, as Roberta could (though hers were always the spanking kind). Everything suggested that Jeanette might be a fellow Malkavian, the insane clan of vampires. But she wasn't THAT crazy. Was she?

Jeanette slipped out of her clothes. She did it so quickly it was as though the clothes were teleported onto the floor, and the blonde twin stood instantly naked. "Come join me, baby girl" she purred, and taking charge, she set about removing Roberta's top and skirt. Roberta put up no resistance whatsoever.

As Jeanette pulled down Roberta's panties and made her step out of them, she said winsomely "I've so looked forward to this, my little tongue-tied beauty. And I can tell you have, too! As I recall, when we first met, you tried to make me spank you. I said I'd do it when it suits me. And now is the time. So get over my lap, sugar."

This wasn't what Roberta had in mind with Jeanette. "Preternatural power pushes people to prefer punishing posterior. Ditsy dame doesn't DESIRE derriere-dusting."

"Oh yes you do! You can't hide your erotic fantasies from me, duckling. You wanted to be spanked as a human, and deep down, you still do. Come on, if you want to cuddle up to me, do as I say."

Jeanette was sitting on the pink bed, and Roberta stretched herself nude over the waiting lap. The twin stroked her behind, making her shiver. She expected the first smack to come next, but what she felt instead was Jeanette's thin fingers burrowing down between her thighs to reach her pussy. The tips of fingernails gently stimulated her vulva, and she began gasping.

Just as the pleasure built up towards climax, the fingers were withdrawn and a hard smack landed on her bottom. Roberta's mouth opened in surprise - it hurt a lot, as a spanking from another vampire always did. But the state of pleasure she was in seemed to absorb the pain. More spanking followed, and the stinging blended with the ecstatic feelings from her mound.

With a giggle, Jeanette returned to stroking the brunette's pussy, again denying her an orgasm but going back to spanking when that seemed imminent. It drove Roberta mad with frustrated longing, as Jeanette kept alternating between pain and pleasure. "How much do you want me now, sweetie?" asked the blonde.

"Desperate desire drives damsel dotty. Voraciously vanquish me, voluptuous vampire vixen! I serve sillier sister as slave slut."

"Good, that's the state I want all my lovers to be in, whether they're boys or girls." Jeanette lifted Roberta up and rolled her onto the bed. Their bare bodies pressed together and they began kissing, writhing, caressing breasts, making each other squeal by roughly pinching nipples or labia. "Time for you to give me your lips and tongue, my mad little servant" demanded Jeanette after a while. "Then I'll give you mine."

When Roberta had licked the blonde to a panting, squeaking frenzy, Jeanette grabbed her ankles and pulled them upwards. Then, with a flash of fangs she descended between Roberta's upraised legs. Under the ministrations of Jeanette's expert tongue, it didn't take our heroine long to reach the shattering climax she had been begging for since the spanking began. The involuntary trembling of her pelvis made the bed shake, and her shrieks could be heard above the loud music in the club downstairs.

"Well?" asked Jeanette. "Give me one of your alliterative verses to tell me how good a lover I am." Roberta tried to speak, but only inarticulate sounds came out. Her adoring eyes spoke volumes, however.

Jeanette laughed. "As good as that? Then now's the time to ask you a favour. Just nod your head if you'll do anything I tell you to". Roberta's head went up and down vigorously.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 18

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 18: The Haunted Hotel.

The Ocean House Hotel was a daunting place. If it wasn't an essential step towards the quest that the Prince had given her, Roberta would never have gone there. Right from the start, chandeliers tried to drop on her and lightbulbs exploded as she passed, as if the whole building hated her.

In the basement she saw the apparition of a woman running and gasping in terror. A trail of clues led her to more and more parts of the hotel. But each time she bent over to retrieve a key or examine a paper, some object would fly across the room and hit her in the ass, making her yelp.

In a kitchen, dozens of utensils came flying towards her backside as she tried to find a way out. It was getting very annoying - even poltergeists were affected by her 'spank-me' mental aura. But usually, Roberta had been free to achieve her objectives once people she met had their way and gave her butt a good walloping.

So she decided to let the ghost do what it wanted. In a corner of the kitchen, she bent over and let the saucepans and plates hit her behind. It hurt severely. "Ow! Ow! Poltergeist's punishment, pelting pots and pans at posterior, produces prolific pain! Yeow!"

But it worked. The poltergeist was appeased after a while, and threw a large pot at the exit door, breaking it down for her. Roberta's bottom was covered in bruises, but these began to fade immediately as her vampire flesh always recovered quickly.

After crawling through a vent and almost being squashed by a plummeting elevator, Roberta at last found herself on one of the residential floors. She began searching for the ghost's personal item that would, according to Therese, help to exorcize it.

Suddenly, Roberta felt a tugging on her skirt that held her back. Her clothing was in an invisible but iron grip that stopped her advancing. She struggled out of the mini-skirt, and was able to move a few more steps. But then her top was grasped in the same way, and she had to shed that too.

By the time she reached a hole in the floor and prepared to jump over it, she was down to her panties only. She ran and leapt over the gap in the floorboards, breasts bouncing with the effort. But in mid flight, her thong underwear was grabbed by the same invisible hand. Her jump sent her flying out of the stringy garment and she landed with a tumble on the other side, quite naked.

The poltergeist had become angry again. As she ran down the corridors more objects flew after her, hitting her bare back, thighs and buttocks. A light bulb exploded in front of her, hurting both her breasts, especially her left nipple. She screamed. A door to one of the rooms was smashed into the corridor, and a splinter of it flew upwards hitting her right between her legs.

She ducked into a room at the end and collapsed nude to the floor, holding her pussy in agony and rubbing her sore boobs. "Oooh! Naked neonate needs to nurse nicked nipple", she moaned. "Tortured twat terribly tender."

Only when the hurting of her privates subsided did she realise the room was filled with light as if new, whereas most of the hotel was old and burnt out. A necklace sparkled on the table. Roberta got up and stepped towards it, covering her bare breasts and vagina timidly, fearing any further hurt in those tender areas.

As soon as she picked up the necklace and put it on, the room became burnt out like the rest and the hotel was suddenly quiet. The exposed vampiress tiptoed out of the room wearing nothing but the necklace, still covering her female parts apprehensively. She wanted to leave the hotel, and fast, but that would mean returning to town in the nude. Vampires of the Masquerade are not supposed to draw attention to themselves, and that certainly would!

Luckily, all supernatural activity had ceased. Retracing her steps, she found her panties and gradually redressed as she recovered the rest of her clothes. Then at last, she could return via the sewers to Santa Monica, and to the Asylum nightclub.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 17

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 17: Prosthetic Punishment.

Enquiries into the whereabouts of the bail bondsman's bounty-hunter, Carson, led Roberta to a basement unit whose sign said "Gimble's Prosthetics". Inside, she was met by a somewhat effete man who studied her carefully.

His gaze ranged all over her body, but it wasn't the usual sexual appraisal that an attractive young woman is used to. His examination was more clinical than that. Finally, he spoke. "My my, what lovely limbs you have! I'd just love to use you as a model for my work. Do you have time for a photo session?"

It would be a chance to look around the place, so Roberta nodded in agreement. "Excellent!" said Gimble. "Your skin is the whitest I've ever seen. And your sit-upon, if you'll excuse me, is very finely shaped. Wonderful!"

"Prosthetic posteriors produced?" asked Roberta, wondering at the relevance of his last remark. "Roberta's rump to represent replacement rears?"

"You'd be surprised what gets called for in my line of work. You do have a fascinating way of saying things, my dear. Just wait here a few minutes while I prepare my equipment." He hurried off, leaving Roberta in the waiting room. She soon got bored and followed him.

It was a complex place, and each room was more worrying than the last. She found tools that were suited partly to surgery and partly to butchery. Then a cell with a surgical table covered in blood. But there was no sign of Carson.

She came to a large room with another bench. Gimble's voice called out from somewhere hidden "Now now, I didn't say you could come down here yet. That perfectly-shaped tushie of yours needs a smacking."

Sighing with the predictability of this turn of events, Roberta bent over the surgical table and lifted her skirt. Her skimpy underwear left her behind mostly bare, waiting for the punishment that her Malkavian powers always called forth from people.

The first slap was the oddest one she had ever felt. It was a hard smack that hurt, but it was somehow very loose. And she thought Gimble must be a fellow vampire, so cold was the hand that smacked her.  Two more spanks followed. Weird! So cold against her bare cheeks! And it felt like he had his wrist completely limp. Was he a stereotype gay? If so, it was surprising that her aura worked, or that he had admired her butt so much.

After a few more strokes, she looked back over her shoulder - and freaked out completely. Gimble was spanking her with a severed limb! Holding it by a handle protruding from the upper arm, he was making a dead hand smack her behind.

She leapt up, grossed out beyond belief. For the first time the bestial side of her vampire nature urged her to kill. She had been carrying a baseball bat for some time, knowing she would need protection sooner or later. Now she lashed out with it.

Gimble fought back with the severed arm. "No you don't! Bad girl! Your parts are going to make a lot of people happy. As soon as I sell them. But I'll keep the best bits for myself." Even in the middle of the battle, he was trying to spank her with his white-gloved left hand. This didn't make for good combat tactics, so Roberta's mental power helped her in this, her first serious fight.

Gimble's insanity gave him strength, but not enough to match a vampire's in the long run. Roberta clubbed him into the ground. "Crazy carver craves killing. Pulverize prosthetic-producing psychopath" she said as she delivered the final blows.

She found Carson in a cell, missing only some minor parts, and released him. Then she reported back to Arthur, the bail bondsman who employed him. Both men were so grateful, they restrained the puzzling urge they felt to put her over their knees - fortunately for them. Roberta was in no mood for another spanking so soon after getting the grossest one of her unlife - so far.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 16

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 16: The Spanking Security Guard

Back at her haven, Roberta received an email from Prince Lacroix, instructing her to retrieve a sample of werewolf's blood from the hospital. They were about to test it, and the Camarilla didn't want scientific evidence of such creatures as werewolves and vampires to exist.

The top floor was better secured than the medical centre's lower tier. Locks were tougher, and an armed security guard patrolled the corridors. Roberta got as far as hacking a computer to unlock doors in the controlled substances room. But when she tried to get to the room itself, the guard spotted her.

"Halt. This is a secured area. How did you..." The guard's voice trailed off as Roberta's 'please spank me' Dementation aura affected him. His mind switched from how she got there to what he wanted to do about it. "Trespassing is very naughty, young lady. It's my duty to punish you."

Roberta was used to this reception by now, and began figuring whether she could use the upcoming spanking to prevent the guard throwing her out immediately afterwards. The guard began giving her instructions in great detail.

"I want you to touch your toes while I drop that drooping mini-skirt of yours to the ground. Then I'll slowly slide your panties down to your ankles, baring your butt for the sound punishment you richly deserve. Come on, prepare yourself - and you can yell all you want, because this is going to sting your naughty little cheeks."

So many words! It was odd for a security guard to be so eloquent on the subject of spanking. He carefully and deliberately removed her clothing in the way he had described, as if savouring every moment. Roberta realised the truth - her mental powers had been unnecessary on THIS guard. He was already keen on the idea of spanking a young woman, and probably would have prescribed the same penalty even if she had been an ordinary girl.

Roberta's submission and obedience, with no protest at such unorthodox punishment, was a dream come true for the guard. He rested his hand firmly on her bare ass, then stroked it a little. Then came the first smack. It was just hard enough for Roberta to grit her teeth and close her eyes. "Misbehaving young girls get their bare bottoms smacked" said the guard (no doubt his favorite phrase) as he continued slapping his pale target.

The punished vampiress gave little moans, until the guard had satisfied himself. "Pull your panties up now. Your cute little behind had to be punished for your own good. I hope you've learnt your lesson."

Roberta responded wordlessly by hanging her head and nodding, then holding her arms out to him like a child asking for forgiveness. The guard couldn't resist hugging her - and then reality melted away. He could never remember what happened in the next five minutes, only that when he came to his senses the girl was gone and a sample was missing from the controlled-substances cabinet.

Our heroine had done what comes most naturally to a vampire. The cuddle was so easily turned into a feeding session, needle-like teeth penetrating the guards neck. She drank just enough to feel sated, leaving the guard in a swoon. Then the werewolf's blood could be swiped at her leisure.

The guard DID remember that he got to spank a pretty girl's butt just before his memory lapse. He got in big trouble for the missing blood sample, with threats of dismissal if it happened again. But he counted it well worthwhile.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 15

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 15: Sweet Heather and Roberta's Reward.

As she had promised, Roberta picked up some morphine for Mercurio, by breaking into a doctor's office. On the way out of the hospital she came upon Heather, a slim redheaded girl with nerd-like glasses, crying and begging for a doctor.

Roberta felt sorry for her and looked for a medic in the next treatment room.

"Ginger girl groans grievously" she told the doctor. "Desperate damsel dies in distress; hurry hospital help for henna-haired Heather." But the doctor complained about how busy he was, and told Roberta to go back to the psychiatric ward where she belonged.

As Roberta had learned, her vampiric blood had curative and strengthening properties. That was why the blood-bank ghouls had been milking Lily of hers. But feeding it to Heather would make her addicted and enslaved to Roberta.

The choice was: let her die, or take her as a slavegirl, however unethical that may seem. Roberta's Dementation aura would not make Heather want to spank her, as it did most people. On the contrary, Roberta could see that having her own 'slave-ghoul', and having to look after her, would probably mean disciplining her. The spanking would be the other way around.

Roberta found she liked this idea. It would make a change, and Heather was cute in her nerdy way. She extended her wrist to the groaning patient and said "Receive reviving repast of redstuff. Lap up loving liquid and live, lovely lady."

Heather drank from her, and her wounds immediately began to heal. "Oh, what did you do? I feel as if I know you. But what's your name?"

"A helping hand for hurting Heather. Fly faraway and feel fine, felicitous female." It would take time for the process of enslavement to work, but Roberta knew she would be seeing Heather again...

Mercurio was glad to receive the morphine, but Roberta didn't stay long. She hurried on to the beach, where she expected a great non-monetary reward. Lily and 'E' were there to greet her.

"Thanks for bringing Lily back" said E in his Australian voice. "She says I'm to do anything you want, to show our gratitude."

"Just for a little while" said Lily. "And I'm going to watch." The threesome went into the darkness between the pylons of the pier, out of public gaze. "You wanted me to go down on you, right?" asked the young surfer.

"Slide skirt southerly, and pull panties past posterior" Roberta instructed. She was delighted to be undressed in this way for a purpose other than being spanked. E did as he was told, and Roberta spread her legs invitingly.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, Lily?" asked E nervously.

"A deal's a deal - she rescued me" Lily said. "Give her clitty your best work. Make her come as fast as possible so this will be over. I want you working on MY puss A.S.A.P."

Obediently, E buried his face between Roberta's thighs. He began with long licks along her pussy lips, then concentrated on her little nub of pleasure with the tip of his tongue. Her moans, rising to gasps and shrieks made Lily immediately jealous. She pulled down her own jeans and put her hand in her panties, fingering herself in anticipation.

Roberta gave a high-pitched shriek and her hips shuddered as she reached her climax. As she came down from the high she gasped  "Oh! Oh! Extreme ecstasy emerges from E's experienced eating. Vampiric vagina vibrates vivaciously. Girl is giddily grateful."

"Well I'm glad that's over", said Lily. "Now E can come back home to MY muff where he belongs. I can't wait another second." She ripped off her panties and demanded "Do the stuff I Embraced you for, boy."

"Can't a man get a drink in between pussies? I feel quite dry." E licked his lips, showing his small fangs.

"No!" Lily exclaimed and pulled his head down where she wanted it. It was Roberta's turn to watch another girl's throes of ecstasy and hear her mewing and panting. When Lily knelt in front of E and unzipped his fly, intent on returning the favour, Roberta left them to their privacy. The last thing she heard as she left the beach was an Australian accent gasping "Oh Lily! You're beautiful! Oh my godfathers! Aaaah!"

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 14

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 14: Blood Bank Follies

The unethical medical assistant who had captured Lily returned to milk more of her strong blood for its curative properties. He entered the room just as she and Roberta were about to leave. Lily leapt on him and drained him dry. He screamed and gurgled as Lily sated herself on the last of his vitae. Then she looked up, embarrassed, at Roberta. "I don't normally kill people. I was starved and something came over me."

Begging blood brings out Beast. Frequent famishment facilitates frenzy. Cannot control carnivorous combat." Roberta spoke reassuringly - Jack had warned her about the maddening effect of blood starvation. They headed for the door.

No sooner had Roberta and Lily turned the corner, than they were confronted by another medical orderly. "Why'd ya have to go and kill Phil", he demanded. "Now I can't kill him myself. And where am I going to get the blood to sell to you vamps?"

"Larcenously lifting Lily's liquids? Mischievous medical man mustn't muscle maidens" said Roberta angrily.

"Whatever!" sneered the male nurse. "One thing's for sure, I'm not selling to you two ever again." Apparently, he was too angry for Roberta's passive 'spank-me' aura to affect him. So she unleashed her active Dementation power on him.

That certainly worked! In a daze he murmured "Gonna spank your buns... Bad girls... With pants down." But he was in a trance, too dizzy to actually try what he was seeing in his bewitched imagination.



Lily saw what was happening and, with a wink at Roberta, played along. "Oh, please don't spank me, you big strong man you. It'll hurt too much. Do it to Roberta, she's the naughty one!"

Roberta opened her mouth in a gasp and put her hands on her hips in mock resentment, but she was laughing. Then she began moaning and pretending to sob. "Ow! Ow! Sanguine seller's spanking stings stupendously."

Then Lily took up the ruse again. "Oh my God, you're smacking her bright red butt so hard. I'm terrified. Oh no, don't say it's my turn now! Please, please!"

"Your turn" murmured the nurse, completely under hypnotic suggestion. "Smacking bright red."

"Stop pulling my jeans down, I'm embarrassed to be seen in my panties. Oh no, you've dragged me over your knees." Lily leaned against the wall, her arms folded, grinning. "Unfair, you didn't have to pull my panties down so roughly. My poor bottom feels so bare. Ow, that smack really hurt. Ow! Yeow! Mercy!"

The medical man really believed this was happening. He stood swaying as the vampiresses laughed at him. "Take that... And that... Bad girls!"

"Ow! Ow! Please! We've learned our lesson, sir" cried Lily. "Now that you've punished us, tell us you'll let us buy blood. Our butts are so sore, and our tears are trickling down our faces, we're so sorry. May we pull our panties up now?"

"Er, OK" he slurred, like a paralytic drunk. "Buy blood. Pull panties up."

"Punished posteriors pay penalty for freeing fountain of fresh fluid" Roberta beamed, glad she didn't need to take a real spanking from the weak-minded. It was a shame that tactic wouldn't work on everyone. She waved goodbye as Lily departed. Roberta had more business to do in the hospital before claiming her promised sexual reward via Lily's boyfriend.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 13

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 13: Finding Lily.

It was easy enough for Roberta to move around the hospital and blood bank. There were no guards on the lower floors. But there was no sign of Lily in any accesible area. There were locked doors, including a combination-locked freezer - a device she couldn't pick.

Hacking a nearby computer, she found a record of the freezer's combination. She punched it in and entered, and found it had a false back wall. A lever opened the secret door, and she found herself in one of the locked rooms. There was Lily, her wrists tied to her chair and groaning. She was easily recognizable from the photo Roberta had found in her purse.

On closer inspection, Lily had been severely drained of blood and was starving. She begged for blood and to be released. Roberta remembered that Lily's handsome progeny and boyfriend "E" had promised her the same oral pleasures he performed for Lily, if she found Lily and helped her. But Lily would have to agree. It was time to press her advantage. "Roberta releases ropes right-away if Lily lends lover's labial licking", she said.

A Malkavian is hard enough to understand at the best of times, and in her starved and delerious state Lily didn't stand a chance. To get her message across, Roberta began rubbing Lily's crotch through her jeans. Lily moaned, feeling pleasure without fully understanding where it came from. "Manfriend must manipulate Malkavian's muff mouthwise, making me moan. Pussy pleasure promised. Agree?"

 Lily squirmed as her vulva was manipulated by Roberta's slim fingers. "What? Anything, anything, just let me go." Roberta untied the ropes.

Released from bondage, Lily recovered her senses somewhat. "You're a Malkavian, aren't you? Thank you so much for letting me go", she said.

"Amorous Aussie asked assistance. Promised to pleasure pudenda pending princess's permission. Roberta requires Romeo's raunchy repayment."

"Aussie? You mean 'E'?" Lily frowned suddenly. "WHAT did he promise you? That's my boyfriend you're talking about. I feel like spanking you just for making the suggestion!"

Roberta suddenly gave an uncannily perfect impression of Lily's voice, saying "Anything, anything, just let me go."

"Yes, I suppose I did promise", said Lily grudgingly. "And I AM grateful to be free. All right, I'm starving! Let's get out of here and I'll let 'E' give you one of his pussy-lapping specials. Just once! Then it's hands off."

"Tasmanian's tongue tittilates temporarily" agreed Roberta. "Oral orgasm once only. Subsequently, saviour says so-long."

Lily smiled and took Roberta's hand, leading her out of the room where she had been imprisoned. "Both babes bid blood bank bye-bye" she said mockingly.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 12

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 12: The Bail Bondsman's Belt

One of Roberta's first batch of emails had been an ad for Arthur Kilpatrick, the bail bondsman, who boasted a database of local people who had been arrested. This was just what she needed. Her only clue to the whereabouts of the vampiress Lily was a bail bond in the name of Rolf Toten.

Arthur's office was in a dingy part of town, with many homeless men near his windows, one shouting about the doom of the world and calling for repentance. Roberta thought that if things went the usual way, she would end up punished for HER sins in a very direct manner.

She was not wrong. As soon as she tried to use the computer, Arthur was gripped by her Dementation aura. "Hey, that's my system, girlie! Who said you could just breeze in here and use it? You need your ass reddened."

Arthur was fat and oily. Roberta hated the idea of his beefy hand on her behind. Ignoring him, she managed to quickly gain the knowledge that Rolf Toten owned a distinctive red car that she had seen in the parking station. Then she made a run for it, but Arthur's large frame blocked the doorway.

If she drank him or otherwise attacked him, the bums outside might come and see what he was screaming at. The consequences of a Masquerade violation could be much worse than a spanking. So she sighed in resignation and said "Girl gives ground. Bail bondsman bops babe's behind? Proceed precipitously with punishment."

It took Arthur a few seconds to unscramble what she was saying, but it added up to an invitation to do just what he was longing to do. "Lift that skirt and take down your drawers. Now bend over the back of that chair" he ordered. Roberta obeyed, thinking this might be the most distasteful smacking she had had yet.

Then she heard a clink that meant she wouldn't have Arthur's fat hand on her ass after all. But it wasn't necessarily good news - Arthur had taken off his belt. This punishment was going to be less nauseous but more painful. "Bad girls get the strap where I come from" he said, doubling it over.

The leather hurt even more than she expected, as the big man lashed her naked bottom very hard. She yelled loudly, and after a few strokes tears welled up in her eyes. She wiped them away quickly, suspecting they might be tears of blood. "Yeow! Ow! Suspend strapping, stop such searing swats! Belt bare buttocks less brutally." She began sobbing.

Arthur wasn't a vicious man, and since her involuntary hypnotic aura was making him lash her for his own pleasure, he realised he didn't need to thrash her so hard. Her sweet bottom squirmed around just as much under lighter blows. So he eased off, and Roberta's cries subsided a little. But this meant that he didn't run out of breath so quickly - his flicking of the leather onto her red-banded butt went on for some time.

At the end, Roberta wiped her face before turning around. Feeling a little compassionate, Arthur said "Sorry kid, but ya gotta learn to respect other people's property. Most of my clients failed to learn that lesson. So I bail 'em outta jail, and if they skip I send a bounty hunter after 'em. Ya don't wanna go down that road, do ya?"

Rubbing her hind cheeks vigorously (a higher priority even than pulling her panties up) Roberta stammered "B-Bounty bailiffs batter bond-skipper's b-behinds?"

"Much worse than that, honey. But my present hunter's gone missing. If ya find him ya can use my database as much as ya like. I'll pay ya cash too." Sniffing, Roberta replaced her skirt and nodded. "You're OK, kid!" said Arthur sympathetically. "Good luck, and try to stay out of trouble. This town can do things to ya a lot nastier than belting yer buns."

Backside still blazing red hot, Roberta went to find Rolf's car. In the trunk, she found Lily's diary. The last entry said she was going to the blood bank to buy or steal some bags of the good stuff. With her vampiric recovery rate, the stripes across Roberta's bottom had gone by the time she reached the hospital.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 11

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 11: Tale of the Twins

On the second floor of the Asylum nightclub, Roberta heard two similar female voices arguing. The contretemps ended with the slamming of a bathroom door. She entered the room in front of her, which turned out to be a combination office and bedroom, with a pink heart-shaped double bed.

Therese was, of course, a blonde like her twin but it was done in a tight efficient bun, and she blinked at Roberta through business-like spectacles. "I know you. You're the childe that Prince Lecroix spanked in front of the assembled kindred. What do you want?"

Roberta took Jeanette's advice and didn't try her Dementation power. She asked Therese to cut short the feud with Bertram Tung, so that he could come out of hiding. Therese agreed, if Roberta would brave a haunted hotel she had just bought, and bring back a personal item belonging to a ghost so it could be exorcised.

Roberta agreed. As she turned to go, she stopped to look at a large painting of an American-Gothic type man with two little girls. "Jeanette and I, with Father" said Therese. There was something very creepy about this family picture, an effect that grew as Therese continued speaking.

"I was always the good girl, while Jeanette was constantly naughty. You'd think Father would favor me as a result, but his attention was always on Jeanette. Every day, even twice a day when we became teenagers, he would spank her over his knee. Meanwhile, I was completely ignored."

Therese grew more and more maddened as she went on. "He would lift her dress, pull her across his lap, and take her panties down. I would fume at the fact that he never had any kind of intimate contact with ME, as he smacked her bare, quickly-maturing bottom, pausing to stroke it now and then. Jeanette would yell and protest, but at the end she would hug Father, and he actually hugged her back! He never cuddled ME!"

"Therese's terrible twin's teenage tush tenderly tanned", Roberta sympathized. "Sister sought similar smacking?"

"Of course, I thought of being bad to get some of the same attention. But I just couldn't bring myself to disobey my Daddy. So I just spent my teenage years longing to have him spank me. I wanted to be over his knee with my panties down, and howl as he slapped me over and over. But it never happened. One day I couldn't take it any more..."

Suddenly she came to her senses and, embarrassed at revealing so much to a stranger, she blushed and said haughtily. "Well, anyway, seeing what Lacroix did to you brought back some jealous memories. If you want a favor from me, you'll have to do one FOR me first. Go and sort out that hotel."

Therese's sister never emerged from the bathroom, much to Roberta's disappointment. Jeanette had made her obsessed with the idea of Sapphic lovemaking, but a haunted hotel seemed a daunting prospect and it was some distance away. She decided to follow up on finding Lily for 'E' - there were sexual pleasures promised for that too. So the next stop was the bail bondsman.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 10

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 10: Dancing for the Barman


Roberta was desperate to follow Jeanette, but the private elevator belonging to her and to her twin sister Therese was remotely locked. It made sense that the control was behind the bar, and she soon spotted it. But there was no way she could push the button without the barman seeing her. If she used her invisibility she would be sure to bump into him, which would make her reappear.

Her Dementation power, which made almost everyone she met want to spank her, had not worked on Jeanette but the barman might be an easier target. She engaged him in conversation, asking after the twins. The barman was indeed affected, but totally loyal to Therese and Jeanette. He wouldn't even admit his desire to smack this young brunette's ass, at least not right away.

"Are you here to poke your nose into the bosses' affairs or to have a good time? Let's see you on the dance floor."  The barman hoped that if Roberta danced he could at least watch her bottom writhing around and nurture his concealed desire to spank it.

Roberta guessed this, and played along. She took to the floor and danced as sexily as she could, grinding her hips and (with her backside towards the bar) putting as much feminine pelvic rotation as possible into her gyrations. The barman began drooling as he watched her cheeks, that seemed begging to be smacked.

So when Roberta returned to the bar, all resistance was gone. "Okay, maybe I'll let ya use the elevator, but if I find out you've wasted the mistresses' time... Well I'll show ya what happens." He took hold of her arms and pulled her forward, bending her over the bar. Then he stepped out from behind it and took up position beside Roberta's waiting bottom.

This was going to be another embarrassing public spanking in front of the Asylum's patrons, but it was necessary and Roberta resigned herself to it. The barman began spanking her, quite hard for a human. He smacked not only her behind, but sometimes on her bare thighs below her mini-skirt, which hurt quite a bit.

The loud music hid the sound of the spanking, but one by one the revellers noticed what was going on. Some giggled, some found it sexy, some simply raised their eyebrows. "Time was when he would just throw trouble-makers out" said one. "Is this a new policy?"

Roberta gritted her teeth and endured the stinging and the humiliation. Finally, the barman's arm got tired. As he moved to unlock the elevator she leaped up, and rubbing her bottom and thighs she bounced up and down going "Ooo! Ow!"

"Now that's what I call dancing!" said the barman enthusiastically. With bottom lip pouting and bright red patches showing on her upper thighs, Roberta entered the lift and pressed the button for the second floor.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 9

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 9: Jeanette.

It was time for Roberta to turn to her most important task. Her orders from Prince Lecroix were to blow up a Sabbat warehouse. But the only person who knew where to find it was a Nosferatu named Bertram Tung. Tung was in hiding because the vampire sisters who ran Santa Monica had declared war on him. So Roberta headed for the twins' nightclub, 'The Asylum', to try to make peace.

As soon as she stepped inside, an alluring blonde kindred stopped her. "What do we have here?" she purred. "Another scrumptious young plaything straight out of life and into my club? You smell new, little girl, like fabric softener dew on freshly mowed Astroturf."

Roberta flirted back, and managed to find out that this was indeed one of the twins, Jeanette. "I'm the name on all the men's room walls" said the blonde. "When I pout, the whole world tries to make me smile. And everyone wants to know, who... is... that girl?"

The only thing missing from Jeanette's banter was any mention of wanting to spank Roberta's butt, which was a first since she became a vampire. Roberta hoped to use this desire as leverage in getting Jeanette and her sister to call off the feud with Tung. But nothing was happening - Jeanette's interest in her seemed straight-out lesbian.

Roberta decided to use the active version of her Dementation power, as she had with Dennis the drug-dealer. She zapped Jeanette, willing her to enter a state of obsession with putting Roberta over her knee. It would probably hurt a lot, being spanked by another vampire, but the stakes were high. It could be worth it.

"Ooh, I felt that, little dove! And I wouldn't mind smacking your pretty posterior some time. But at a time of MY choosing, not yours. I've been using mind tricks much longer than you have."

Jeanette blinked, and Roberta was overcome with erotic visions - not of spanking but of her naked body next to Jeanette's, limbs writhing, breasts rubbing together. Then of hands exploring everywhere, moans and gasps. Next, they were '69', tongues exploring into crevices and tickling each other's clits until both were screaming in climax.

The vision passed and Jeanette stroked Roberta's hair saying "See? Don't teach your sexy young grandma to suck eggs, little neonate. And don't try it on my sister Therese either - she's as cold and barren as an iceberg. Bye bye now!"

Jeanette wiggled as she walked into an elevator and disappeared. Gasping, Roberta tried to follow, but the elevator button was evidently switched off remotely from somewhere. She was now doubly obsessed with Jeanette. The visions had filled her with desire, and their cessation left her frustrated and desperate. She not only wanted to discuss Bertram Tung, but another kind of tongue.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 8

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 8: Public Display at the Diner.

Vampiress Roberta was looking for another of her kind, named Lily. Lily's progeny and boyfriend "E" told Roberta that she was last seen at the Santa Monica diner, and had promised her certain sexual rewards if she was found, provided Lily agreed.

Roberta approached Doris, an older woman who ran the diner, and tried to express in her cracked Malkavian way what she wanted. "Finding floral female. Pale pretty princess." Eventually Doris managed to understand, and said Lily had left some things at the diner. But with her communication problem, Roberta couldn't persuade Doris to let her see them.

She decided to search behind the counter. Moving to the back of the diner near the public phones, she waited for Doris to turn away, then engaged her Obfuscation discipline. Roberta vanished from sight and climbed over the counter.

Slowly and carefully, she advanced invisibly towards the kitchen door behind Doris' back. Near the door she saw a purse. "Perhaps purse pertains to pursued person" she thought. Opening it, she found a photo that fit Lily's description, and a bail bond for one 'Rolf Toten'.

But Roberta was inexperienced with her new powers. She didn't know that the act of opening the purse would break her invisibility. She reappeared just as Doris turned toward the kitchen. "Hey, what are you doing there? Get out of it!"

Doris grabbed Roberta's arm and pulled towards the counter. With Doris' poor strength, it was like trying to drag a ten-ton statue, and she looked at Roberta apprehensively. There was a great danger of a Masquerade violation, so Roberta went limp. On Doris' second try she managed to drag Roberta out through the counter flap.

There were several customers in the diner. It was vital not to use any kind of vampiric strength or powers in front of witnesses. So when Doris began talking about rude young people needing a lesson, Roberta knew what was coming and couldn't do a thing about it.

Doris bent her over one of the tables and took off one of the firm slippers she was wearing. She flipped up Roberta's miniskirt and said "You need what I give my granddaughter when she acts up." In front of the customers, she began whacking the vampiress' behind, which was almost bare in her thong.

Doris was the weakest person to spank Roberta yet, but the hardened rubber sole of the slipper stung nevertheless. The laughter of the customers made her feel all the more embarrassed, but their presence made it essential that she submit. She could have snapped Doris like a twig, but instead just lay there enduring the old lady's humiliating spanking.

But she refused to cry out or beg for it to stop. Sensing that the punishment wasn't very painful, Doris decided to make the experience more embarrassing for this rude young trespasser. She grabbed the thong panties and pulled them down below Roberta's knees.

"Unfair! Undo undressing! Utilize underwear upwards!" protested Roberta.

"No way, missy. Your bare butt needs a good whacking." She carried on slippering her target for another five minutes before saying "Now get out of here!". Roberta stood up, briefly showing the customers that a vampiric pussy looks the same as any other. So much blood rushed to her face as she blushed, that she felt hungry again.

Roberta was glad to hitch up her panties and depart. She left with (1) the name Rolf Toten on a bail bond; (2) recollection of an email telling her where info on bail bonds could be found; (3) two reddened buttocks; (4) a red face at being exposed and spanked in public by someone whose strength she exceeded a hundred-fold.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 7

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 7: House on the Beach.

The criminals who had robbed Roberta's contact Mercurio of both cash and the astrolite explosives she needed, were holed up beside Santa Monica beach. A white hoodlum was guarding the gate, and challenged her approach. She said she was "asking after astrolite armaments".

The shirtless guard didn't even try to understand what she said. He was aleady in the grip of the maddening Dementation aura of her Malkavian clan. "A cute girl like you showing up uninvited is just begging to get her butt spanked cherry red. And I'm dying to do that right now. But Dennis is the boss, and he says any female ass that shows up here is his to deal with first. So you go up and see him right away." He watched Roberta's rear all the way as she walked toward the front porch, dying to lay his hand upon it, hard.

The other hoodlums let her in, but the most direct door to the room that the guard had pointed out was locked. She made her way around the other rooms of the house until she came to another door towards Dennis and, hopefully, the astrolite. But to her right was an airvent near the floor, and her vampire senses could smell dollar bills. Nobody else was nearby.

"Manhole masks Mercurio's money" she said to herself, and opening the vent she started to crawl in. Just then, Dennis, a black dude who thought himself the coolest thing in the universe, came out of his door. He was confronted with the sight of Roberta's butt disappearing into the vent, panties clearly seen above her skirt as usual.

"Hey, what you at, momma?" he demanded. But the combination of this first sight of Roberta, added to her special form of Dementation, made his suspicion give way to the usual desire. "Come here, sweetness, I'm gonna put you over daddy's knee!"

She decided to play along with the effect of her aura this time. Backing out of the airvent, she stood like a little girl caught in the act - hands behind her back, head bowed, one knee bent and tapping the floor behind her with her toes. "Please don't punish princess, papa!"

As expected, this begging had the opposite effect from what it seemed to ask. Dennis dragged her into his room. For show, Roberta skittered her feet on the floor as if she was powerless to prevent this. She was upturned over the gang-leader's lap. In quick, firm movements, he dragged her skirt and underwear down to mid-thigh, and began to spank her.

Dennis was human, but stronger than the cop who had last smacked her behind. It stung, and Roberta had no trouble playing the 'little girl' role, yelling and sobbing as her bare bottom was slowly reddened. "Desist, daddy! Baby begs! Ow, blistered butt!"

Roberta's Malkavian power had always had a passive effect of making people she met want to spank her. But Dementation could be used as an active discipline, and she unleashed it full force on Dennis, right at the point when he was most enjoying smacking her cute bottom. The effect was devastating. He was paralyzed in a state of ecstasy. His upraised hand froze in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the bare pink cheeks over his knees.

Roberta was able to climb off his lap and stand up. He didn't notice. In his mind the spanking was still going on. "Naughty little hoes get their asses tanned" he murmured in a hypnotized manner. Roberta grabbed the astrolite from the table behind him.

It was risky, but she crawled back into the airvent to retreive Mercurio's cash. She hadn't even bothered to pull up her clothes, so it was her bare butt disappearing into the crawlspace, in front of Dennis's gaze through the door. But in his mind, that bottom was still on his lap being slapped again and again.

Leaving him in his pleasant illusion, Roberta sneaked out the side door, then back to the beach. She returned Mercurio's money to him, but he was still too weak to try spanking her, despite the desire. Roberta promised to get him some morphine, but her first priority was finding the vampiress Lily for her progeny, 'E'. She had been promised oral pleasures from the good-looking guy if she could return Lily to him. So the next stop was the diner.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 6

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 6: Punished on the Pier

On the way to the robbers' beach-house, Roberta heard two cops talking about the gruesome murders she had seen in the papers. She decided to divert to the pier to take a look. She checked out the scene of the crime from a short distance away, but got caught on the way back.

The policeman who stopped her was pretentiously wearing sunglasses at night. "Stop right there, miss. You've crossed a police line. What are you doing here?"

"Helpfully hovering here at homicidal hotspot", she replied.

"What?" said the confused cop. "We don't need help from the public, especially from crazy girls with their clothes in disarray. I won't run you in this time, but I'm gonna teach you not to trespass at crimescenes."

Roberta could guess what this meant, considering the special way her Dementation aura worked. "Refrain from rapping Roberta's rear!" she begged.

"Er, I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm gonna have to spank your behind." He took her arm and leaned her over the pier railings. The way her skirt drooped down below her thong, he only needed to lower it a few more inches to reveal enough bare cheek for him to slap.

He wasn't spanking very hard, and had only human strength, but Roberta still felt miffed that it was happening. "Donut. Dunker's. Derriere. Dusting. Destroys. Dignity", she blurted out between smacks. "His. Human. Hand. Humiliates." But the vampire secrecy known as the Masquerade prevented her from breaking his neck or draining him dry. She had to stay bent over, and take her licks.

"Get off the pier, you crazy kid" said the cop when he had finished. Hitching up her skirt (a little), Roberta ran back to the sand.

There was a group of young vampires there, and she spoke to a bare-chested surfer known as 'E'. In an Australian accent he told her how he had lost track of his sire, a girl named Lily. "Down-under dude desires damsel?" asked Roberta sympathetically. "Say how surfer served sire."

"I did anything for her" said E longingly in his Aussie twang. "She used to tell me to go down on her a lot, and I always obeyed. I loved being between her thighs, making her squeal with my tongue."

"Cute. A keen koala cunning linguist, licking Lily's labia." Roberta was turned on by the idea, and the guy WAS cute. "Maybe man makes moans mouthing MY muff?"

"Er, sorry. You're nice and all, but I belong to Lily. Maybe if you find her and help her out, she might be grateful enough to give us her permission. Last time I saw her was at the diner."

"Fine. Finding flower for foreign friend, organizing oral orgasms", she exclaimed in eager anticipation. But first there were the beach-house thieves to take care of. She climbed the metal stairs towards their lair.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 5

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 5: Santa Mercuria

Roberta found herself standing in a puddle of blood stark naked, and being stared at by the man whose blood it was. She hadn't spilled the blood herself. So how did she get into such a situation?

Just half an hour earlier, she had been doing such normal things: reading her email, looking at the TV in her new haven, and grabbing some blood bags from the refrigerator. One of the emails invited her to the apartment block across the alley. It was signed by Mercurio, who Prince Lacroix had told her to meet.

At the door of her low-grade accomodations over the pawn shop, a homeless man accosted her. Since her activities for Jack had made her hungry again, she once again hiked up her loose mini-skirt, wrapped her smooth thighs around the bum and drank from him. It was like drinking the worst cheap wine, and she stopped as soon as she felt full, leaving him dazed.

In the street she noticed a trail of blood. "Line of luscious liquid leads me", she thought, and followed it into an apartment in the next-door block. An injured man lay on the couch there, with more blood on the floor in front of him. "Are you the winged god?" she asked.

Eventually he figured out what she meant and said "Yeah, I'm Mercurio." Roberta had been told to get some explosives from him, but he told her how he had been robbed of them, and of his money, by a human gang of drug dealers. In her cracked way, she asked him where they were.

"I'm bleedin' to death here, and ya want directions? Pretty thoughtless of ya, Missy. I feel like spankin' ya buns for that." Mercurio was affected by Roberta's unique form of Dementation that planted the same desire in everyone she met.

"Way too weak to whip, O winged one" she replied. "Spanking solicits strength. Mercury's mauled mitts mayn't make me moan".

"Okay, so I can't spank ya right now" he coughed, "but I sure do want to. Show me that sweet target for it and I might feel better, enough to tell ya where those guys hang out."

Standing in the pool of blood in front of him, Roberta turned and bent over like a naughty girl waiting for chastisement. Her skirt, as usual, was hanging well below her panty line. But this wasn't enough for Mercurio. "I mean bare", he said.

"Reveal Roberta's rump, removing rearguards?" she said indignantly. "Pummelled patient is particularly presumptuous."

"In that case, I'm feeling too injured to talk". Mercurio's coughing and groaning grew louder, not very convincingly. With a sigh, Roberta dropped her skirt and panties to the floor and bent over gain, facing away from him and presenting the full moon.

"That's it, I'm feeling a little better. Just take a few more things off and I'll feel inspired enough to overcome my injuries." Seeing no alternative if she was to get the job done, Roberta removed the rest of her clothes. "OK, turn this way, honey, give me the full picture. Ah, NOW I remember better."

"Necessitating nudity is naughty" pouted Roberta, standing fully naked with her hands on her hips. "Reveal raiders' rooms rapidly, or Roberta repasts on remaining redstuff." She showed her fangs.

A threat from a naked vampiress is still an effective threat. "All right, all right. They're in a beach-house near the pier, just go through the carpark. Jeez, that wasn't much to give a dying man was it, just a little look at the goods? Nice ass, by the way, I still want to wallop it when I'm better."

"Post procuring pilfered munitions, maybe Mercurio may", she said as she replaced her clothes and headed out to Santa Monica beach.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 4

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 4: Jack's Tutelage

Outside the theatre a bearded, piratical man laughed at Roberta as she came through the door. Well, not exactly at her, but at what had occurred. "And now they throw ya out, to be a babe in the woods. I'm Jack." He offered to show her all that being a vampire meant.

When she admitted that she hadn't fed yet, Jack laughed again. "Oh man, we're poppin' a cherry here!" He told her how to go about feeding and pointed her to a man around the corner who couldn't find his car.

Feeling hungry, thirsty, and like a drunkard who's been sober too long, Roberta leapt on the man. She wrapped her legs around him and began to draw the blood from his neck. Considering that her skirt was already in disarray, her feeding position left little to the imagination. Sadly, the man was too stunned to enjoy the bare thighs embracing him enthusiastically.

Roberta stopped drinking the man's blood before she had taken it all. Jack warned her about the Masquerade - she must not leave dead drained bodies with puncture marks lying around - people would talk. And she had no wish to kill innocents anyway. She thought she might deserve plenty of spankings as a wicked vampire, but she didn't want it to be for that.

She returned to Jack, who taught her about lockpicking, computer hacking, and even fighting. A vampire of the 100%-evil Sabbat got in their way, and Roberta took it down. Oddly, Jack seemed to grow more irritated with each of her successes. It was as if he was waiting for her to fail.

Eventually, things didn't go quite right. Jack told her that as a Malkavian she could use the vampiric discipline of Obfuscation, a partial invisibility. But she didn't use it correctly, and the Sabbat vampire he had told her to sneak past detected her. She had to fight and defeat it face to face.

Jack was waiting to pounce on her around the next corner. "Wrong, kid! Ya could get yerself killed that way. I'm gonna have to teach ya a lesson, fer yer own good."

The penny dropped. Now Roberta knew why he had been miffed at her successes. Affected by her own special kind of Dementation, Jack had been waiting for an excuse to spank her. He put his foot up on a crate, and bent her over his raised thigh. He pulled her half-falling skirt all the way down, baring her pale cheeks seperated by the thin string of her thong.

As he spanked her he gave her a lecture, punctuated by the beat of his slaps.  "Hide. Yerself. Properly. Or you'll. Wind. Up. Fitting. In a. Ashtray." Smack. Smack. Smack.

"Ow! Ow! Hirsute hand hurts horribly. Desist dusting derriere!" Roberta begged.

"Ya gotta learn kiddo!" he said as he finished off with some harder smacks that made her howl.

Roberta pulled her skirt back up to its standard half-mast position and rubbed her bottom. "Tanned tush tingles terribly", she pouted.

Jack's lessons ended with him loaning her a gun to take down some human gang-bangers that were guarding their turf, right in their path. Roberta shot them without much problem, just as a cab arrived to take her to Santa Monica. She thought she'd rather like to keep the gun and tried to slip out to the taxi before Jack noticed. But moving with superhuman speed, he blocked her path. "No ya don't, honey!"

Needless to say, she was back over his knee again, this time with the thong panties around her ankles. Jack put more of his vampiric strength into the spanking, and Roberta wailed loudly. "Ample abject apologies!", she yelled. "Forgive, and forego further flagellation!".

It was with a very sore butt that she finally arrived at the Santa Monica haven that Lacroix had arranged for her. But vampires heal quickly.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 3

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 3: A Theatrical Trial

Prince Lacroix had proclaimed a meeting of the Los Angeles branch of the Camarilla at the Nocturne Theatre. Since all vampires were told they were members of the organization, whether they wanted to be or not, it was well attended. The primogens of the various clans were there. Very reluctantly, even the Anarchs who despised Lecroix and the Camarilla, had turned up.

Roberta and her sire were pushed to their knees on the stage, and only then were the stakes removed from their hearts, freeing them from their paralysis. The Prince began making an imperious speech, reminding the assembled vampires that no kine (humans) were to be embraced into vampirehood without the Prince's permission, on pain of 'final death'.

Roberta's sire was pushed forward, and a huge vampire of clan Gangrel, the Prince's Sheriff, swung a mighty sword and decapitated his victim. With a flash of orange fire, the Malkavian's skeleton became visible, and then crumbled. Then the Prince moved on to Roberta, who was weeping at her loss.

He began talking about the problems of a new kindred without his or her sire - it seemed most important to him that such a vampire would not know the laws they must obey. Then his voice began to falter. "All kindred must have.. umm.. discipline. I therefore feel this new childe must be disciplined. Er... And it should be physical discipline."

A little uncertainly, he moved behind Roberta and pushed her head towards the stage so that she was kneeling with her bottom up. The enforcers had done a poor and hurried job of pulling her skirt back up - it hung low, exposing her skimpy panties. Still sounding a little dazed and unsure, Lacroix continued: "So I shall personally chastise this neonate before..."

"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" The shout came from Nines Rodriguez, a prominent Anarch, cutting off the Prince from pronouncing Roberta's death sentence. Everyone in the theatre stared at Prince Lacroix, whose arm was raised to deliver the first smack to Roberta's upturned buttocks. The Tremere wizard and the baron of Hollywood, even the hideous Nosferatu, sat with raised eyebrows. The Anarchs sneered with contempt, showing that this was the behaviour they expected from aristocratic scum like Lacroix.

"If Mr Rodriguez will allow me to finish. This childe must be taught obedience before I... release her." Lecroix had sniffed the political breeze and shifted ground, attempting to appear magnanimous. But his determination to give Roberta a thorough spanking, a wish he had never harboured before, was unabated.

In front of all the assembled vampires, Roberta was spanked long and hard by this Prince of the Ventrue clan. She squealed and struggled, but the enforcers who had captured her held her still. A bespectacled vampiress named Therese grinned delightedly in the front row as smack after smack resounded in the fine acoustics of the theatre. Damsel, an Anarch vampiress in a beret, seethed in fury. Velvet Velour, dressed in sexy strippers' attire, rubbed her thighs together excitedly and wished she could touch herself more thoroughly.

It hurt more than her previous spankings, and had the added humiliation of an audience. Roberta was relieved when the Prince had satisfied himself, and dismissed the meeting. He took her backstage and lectured her on vampire law and obedience. Her bottom still burning, she nodded her assent when he told her to go to Santa Monica.

"One more thing" he said. "I'm not stupid. I know what happened out there. I was affected by your Dementation aura. All Malkavians have it. But I've never known it to compel anyone they meet to spank them. That's new."

Roberta spoke up. "Punished posteriorly pending the procedure of procreation. My sire, smacking my sit-upon, simultaneously supplied the sanguine syrup."

"Spanked throughout the dark embrace? I suppose that explains it. But I don't appreciate being manipulated in any way. If I hadn't given my word... You are dismissed." The Prince walked away, and Roberta tottered unsteadily out of the theatre's stage door. Her skirt was still hiked half-down, like a visual invitation to back up her special form of Dementation. It was to remain that way, placing her panties on show, for a long time.

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 2

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 2: The Camarilla Disapproves.

Vampire Roberta woke on the bed, with her insane sire sitting and watching her. "Notice the newness of the night, my naughty neonate" he said. "The blessings of blood boil boisterously in your body."



She tried to reply, but words formed a tangled web in her mind. When she forced her lips to speak, a verbal soup came out:  "Vampiric vivification is vested in me? Sound the sooth of such sayings, my sire sans sanity."

"Post punishing your pretty posterior, rich red rivers ran, bleeding between us bothways. Spanked and sired simultaneously. Name me your name. Remembering rigorously, it's Roberta, right?"

Again, she had difficulty turning thoughts into words, even saying her name. "Router. Robot. Rabbit. Robert. Redbutt."

He cackled briefly. "Right! Rationally, Roberta Redbutt you remain."

But this cracked discourse could proceed no further. The door splintered and broke, and two vampires rushed in. One threw a wooden stake at her sire, the other plunged one into Roberta's heart. For a moment, having heard all the tales of vampires, she thought her new life had been cut very short. She expected to turn to dust. But instead, she felt completely paralyzed, yet conscious.

One of the newcomers addressed her sire. "Were you too mad to see this coming, Malkavian? Even you crazies know you don't get to sire anyone without Prince Lacroix's permission."

The other leaned over Roberta's helpless form. "Hey, he's picked a pretty one. Those Malkav's are usually drawn to weird-looking kine. As weird-looking as him."

His friend joined him. "Yeah, nice curves too!" He began to fondle and squeeze Roberta's breasts. She felt the unwelcome caresses, but could do nothing to shield herself, or even protest. Like a doctor confirming a diagnosis, the first vampire enforcer did the same.

"Shame she's gotta be dusted" he said, as he shifted his groping lower down. Immobile, Roberta couldn't struggle, moan or cry as fingers stroked her inner thighs, then manipulated her vulva through her brief thong panties.

Then a puzzled look came over both her tormentors, as if foreign thoughts were entering their minds from some unknown source. Slowly, one said "I want to...."

"...spank her?" said the other. "I don't usually go in for that sort of thing but, yeah, that's what I was thinking. I don't know why." They rolled her over onto her front.

"Get that skirt out of the way, pull it down."

"Those undies don't cover her cheeks at all. This'll be easy." When they began smacking her unprotected behind, Roberta felt it. It wasn't sexy this time, as it had been with her  sire, who was now paralyzed and unable to come to her aid. Her mind screamed (not with pain, it wasn't that bad) but with humiliation and indignity. What she had given feely to her vampiric progenitor, these two were taking, against her will. But the scream could not come out.

They both had a turn belabouring her cheeks, making her new epithet "Redbutt" a literal reality. Then they both shook their heads, as if throwing off a clouding of the mind. They looked at each other sheepishly. "Let's not tell the Prince about this".

"Agreed. I wouldn't normally be interested in giving some neonate kindred a spanking. Something came over me. Anyway, once they've been tried, neither of these mad Malkavs are going to be going around telling the tale. Let's get them to the theatre."

Spanked Malkav - Erotic VtMB Chapter 1

Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 1: The Embrace

"He's really, like, deep - you know?"  That was what Roberta thought of the strange young man she met at the Asylum nightspot. He spoke in cryptic phrases that at first seemed non-sensical, but a moment's thought and she could see what he was saying.

He kept her fascinated to hear what he would say next, so when he suggested they "retire to my domicile, repair to my lair" she said yes right away. It wasn't very salubrious, and she had a moment's pause, seeing the handcuffs attached to the foot of the bed.

"The girl constrained, ecstatic writhings against wrist-metal" he said, as if this was an explanation.
"You wouldn't hurt me, would you?" asked Roberta. But it was a loaded question. She had read "Fifty Shades of Grey" and knew that its first draft was in the form of Twilight fan-fiction. She had found it so exciting she had felt a little guilty.

As if he knew her thoughts, the now bare-chested youth looked intensely at Roberta through his darkened spectacles. Her head seemed to reel and she began giggling uncontrollably. "Hurting should be tasted only a little, young wine that you are. Come, place yourself in the position of naughtiness."

He sat on the bed and , still laughing, Roberta stretched herself along it so that her hips were across his lap, face down. As her seducer adjusted her clothing, he described what he was doing: "Skirt fabrics, so mini and easy to invert, now folding upwards towards giggling shoulders. Two fair cheeks revealed by thin thong. I will thing a thong and draw it downwards to knacks of bees - that is, backs of knees."

Roberta found it hilarious that her bottom was bare, and her laughter doubled as he began to spank her, each cheek in turn. It stung, but not badly. As the spell of Dementation wore off and her laughter subsided, she made no move to escape. It was no longer funny, but it was erotic and sensuous. Her giggles turned into moans and gasps.

Then she experienced a different pain, on her thigh. Her lover had leaned down and punctured her skin with thin white fangs. Confused, she thought it was part of the same sexy game of mild S&M she had found herself playing. But then she became dazed again, not laughing, but sleepy and dizzy as the blood left her.

The vampire stopped drinking and returned to spanking her. "Yes, I'm a bad girl, teach me a lesson" Roberta begged.

"My voices told me you craved punishment, girl-kine, even though I see only a little naughtiness in your past. You must indeed learn lessons. And perhaps they should go on forever." He returned to draining her blood, then back and forth, drinking and spanking.

Nobody ever died of such a mild hand-spanking before. But when her last drop of vitae was gone, Roberta died over the vampire's knee. In a swoon, she never remembered that he was also feeding her with his blood. Blood that belonged to the Malkavian clan of vampires. It carried with it insanity, but also insight.

And so it was as a childe of Malkav that the vampiress Roberta was born, still being spanked over her sire's knee.

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