by KajiraGames.
Chapter 31: Brother Kanker
With her butt still burning from Nines' wooden paddle, Roberta set out to solve the mystery of the epidemic that had struck the downtown area. The Anarchs were sure a vampiric plaguebearer was spreading it. And with the Centre for Disease Control in town, there was a danger they would discover the sickness' supernatural cause.
Enquiries among the homeless, who were the most affected, led Roberta to a particular sewer grate. Down among the tunnels, she found a lair decorated with corpses. It seemed unoccupied, but then a hideous Nosferatu turned off his Obfuscation power and thus materialized.
The monster raved that the Cult of the Ninth Circle would purge the world by spreading 'holy disease' and that he, Brother Kanker, would punish unbelievers. Roberta wasn't at all sure that she could defeat this creature, so she hoped the mention of punishment was, once again, her Dementation power at work. It would make Brother Kanker want to spank her. Perhaps after that, she could talk him out of this crusade, or at least escape.
As the creature rushed forward, Roberta bent over so that it would whack her behind rather than aiming some more deadly blow. It worked - the Nosferatu began spanking her, swinging his arm right back so that he could smack as hard as possible. This would have been bad enough. But there was a further catch - the monster's arms began to glow blue.
Kanker was using the discipline of Potence - extra vampiric strength. The result was agony on Roberta's already tender backside. She shrieked, "Mercy, monster missionary! Relent ravaging rear, religious ripper!"
"All opponents of the Ninth Circle will be punished" raved the insane beast. "Suffer the consequences of your unbelief."
"Roberta repents, righteous reverend!" shouted the vampiress - anything to make this super-strength spanking stop. "Camarilla cutie consents and converts, cancer carrier."
"You wish to join the circle, and spread the holy sickness?" asked the Nosferatu, pausing in the terrible punishment he was inflicting. "Then lie down amidst the beautiful rotting filth of my lair, and I will inject the sacred germs into your body."
Roberta was horrified. Surely he didn't mean.... But yes, the hideous thing was already taking off its pants, revealing a warted and cancerous male member. Ugh! Putting up with the horrible pain of a Potence spanking was one thing, but this alternative didn't bear thinking about! She decided to fight, even though the monster seemed to outclass her by miles. Rather a 'final death' than be bonked by this filthy apparition.
Our heroine struck Kanker a blow to the head with her bat. Enraged, the monster returned to the idea of spanking the 'unbeliever'. It aimed every blow at her ass, and the pain nearly brought her down. But since Roberta was NOT under a spanking obsession, she aimed her strikes at her enemy's head. So in the long run she did a lot more damage.
At last the insane Nosferatu could take no more, and exploded into dust and orange fire.
Roberta wept with pain and fear, but also with relief. Desperate for sustenance to heal her bruised butt, she drained the blood from every rat she could find down in the sewers.
Back at the Last Round bar, Nines was impressed by Roberta's success, but Damsel was not. "That's just one plaguebearer" she sneered. "There's at least one more, and possibly a whole cult. Did you think it was that easy, you stupid tart?"
"Grouchy girl's gratitude gives great gladness" said Roberta sarcastically.
"Do I have to get the paddle out for you two again?" warned Nines. Damsel said no more, and Roberta decided now was a good time to leave.
