Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines
by KajiraGames.
Chapter 24: Tung and Cheek.
Bertram Tung's feud with the Asylum 'sisters' was finally over, and Roberta could go and see him in the old rusted water tank that was his home. Tung was a Nosferatu, a clan of vampires always hideously ugly.
Roberta was very apprehensive. Firstly, her Dementation aura that made people want to spank her was cetain to work on him. Secondly, she was asking a favor from him - the location of the Sabbat warehouse she had been ordered to blow up. It was a formula for a definite spanking from a deformed and monstrous creature, that she would rather avoid.
Bertram looked somewhat like the Elephant Man, but could have been worse. The conversation went exactly as Roberta feared: "Sure, I'll tell ya what ya wanna know. But ya gotta let me smack that cute butt of yours. With ya knickers down."
Roberta begged. "Male monster musn't mandate belting babe's bare buttocks. Forego flaggelating female fiend. Negate nasty negotiation, nice Nosferatu" she simpered.
"You're one crazy broad!" said Tung. "But just sane enough that ya don't want my wrinkled and wart-infested hand on yer smooth skin, right? Well, we can take care of that."
To one side of the round rusted tank was a metal box that he unclasped and opened. He began rummaging around saying "I've got a few toys in here". He turned around holding a riding crop, with a loop of black leather at its tip. "Ya prefer this?"
The crop looked frightening, but the Nosferatu's hands looked worse. The crop would hurt more but it would be less gross. Biting her lip, Roberta nodded. "OK, prepare yourself, honeybunch" said Tung eagerly.
Roberta pushed her skirt and panties down to her ankles quickly, to make sure Tung didn't do it. She didn't want to feel those hands touching her hips and thighs as they pulled down her underwear. "Grab your ankles" said the monster, and Roberta obeyed.
He smacked her with the leather tip, causing intense pain in a very small spot. It was possible to aim very accurately with the crop, and Tung began covering her nude cheeks with evenly spaced red spots. Roberta made every possible sound as she absorbed the horrible stinging: "Ow! Aaah! Yeow! Ouch! Aww!" mixed in with gasps, sobs, hisses and grinding teeth.
Then Tung aimed at the lower, inner corner of her left buttock, the closest spot to her pussy. It was the most tender part of her bottom, and Roberta screamed and leapt up, desperately trying to rub the hurt away. "Mercy, monstrous master! Curtail cropping close to cunt."
"Such language from such a sweet girl!" laughed Bertram. "But ya gotta get the same thing on the other cheek, for the sake of balance." Tears filled Roberta's eyes and she shook her head desperately. Relenting a little, Tung said "Come on, we'll make it the last one."
Trembling, Roberta bent over again. Tung aimed for the lower left corner of her right cheek and whacked her as hard as he could. The homeless guys in the street nearby turned their heads at the scream she produced. Crying freely, she leapt about like a kangaroo, panties around her ankles, massaging her hurt bottom.
Roberta headed for the warehouse, having paid a high price for its location. It was guarded by human gangsters that the evil Sabbat vampires had hired. She used vampire stealth to slip past most of them. A ladder near an old railway steam engine looked like a good infiltration point, but there was a gangster too close to it.
She zapped him with her Dementation power, which she knew would send him into a fantasy of spanking her. With the weak-minded, she didn't need to suffer the real thing. Without waiting, she began climbing the ladder. The gangster looked upwards, peering up her loose miniskirt as she climbed. In his mind, he was giving the bare cheeks that were on show a good smacking.
Crossing the warehouse rafters, she reached the central office - the best place to plant the explosives. There were several guards in the office area and she didn't have the blood-supplied energy left to 'Dement' them all. Roberta drew her knife. She slit one throat silently from behind, fought the next guy front on and fed on the third, draining his blood completely and recovering her strength.
When she was alone, our heroine armed the Astrolite charges, set the timer for three minutes and RAN!
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