Chapter 77
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Spanking (Complete)
Smack!
My black hand comes down squarely on that white ass.
The plump flesh jiggles with a wet slap. That soft texture wrapping around my palm...
"Kyaaah...!"
The little thing lets out a cute whimper and twists her body. She looks like she’s in serious pain.
Her arms and legs flail around like a drugged bug pupa. She’s desperately trying to escape my lap, but it’s no use.
"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts!"
"Of course it hurts. That’s why I hit you."
One smack and her pale cheeks were already flushed red. Hot to the touch... Should I give her another one?
Slap! Her ass jiggles like pudding. The reddened flesh turns an even deeper shade.
"Aaaah...!"
"Good. Finally starting to quiet down a bit."
Just moments ago, her noisy cries had been filling the air, but now they were fading. The pain must be too much for her to even speak.
I gently caressed that addictive, soft ass as I pulled out her wallet.
"Come to think of it, what’s your name...?"
I realized I still didn’t know this girl’s name. I fished out her ID from the wallet and checked.
[Isiyul]
Isiyul, huh. What a cute name. Makes me want to devour her right now.
"Now, tell me everything you did wrong."
"...Not using a condom?"
Smack! Before the words could even finish, my palm crashes down on Isiyul’s ass. Caught off guard, she convulses even harder than the first time.
"Ack!"
A sharp cry escapes Isiyul’s lips. That one must’ve really stung. Tears are welling up in those big black eyes.
...So cute.
Her bloodline might be utterly inferior, but sniffling Isiyul was absolutely adorable.
Truth be told, Isiyul’s face was pretty beautiful, all things considered.
Jet-black hair, sharp cat-like eyes, and huge obsidian pupils.
Her skin was white as a snowfield—enough to rival an Irishwoman’s porcelain complexion.
Long lashes even prettier than a girl’s, chubby baby fat cheeks, a high nose bridge, and dainty lips.
Her short stature’s the only flaw, maybe?
Of course, for women with certain tastes, it’d be a body to die for.
Not my thing, so I’ll just toy with her for now.
"P-Please forgive me now... You’ve hit me enough."
"Forgive you? Don’t make me laugh! You need to keep getting punished!"
Only two smacks in, and this insolent brat was already begging for mercy.
I immediately raised my palm high and gave that cheeky ass another whack.
Smack! The soft give clings to my hand.
"Owwie!"
"Hmph!"
Smack, smack, smack, smack.
I didn’t stop there. I kept slapping that ass flesh relentlessly.
Each time, her tiny body shuddered intermittently, and pained moans burst out.
"Kuh, keh-heuk..."
The violent tremors gradually die down. Isiyul’s given up now—she’s not even whimpering in pain anymore.
"Heh heh."
A laugh slips out on its own. Finally knowing her place feels great.
"Alright, from now on, I’ll spank you once for each wrong you confess. Burn it into that tiny brain of yours. Got it?"
True punishment starts now, just like I said. I raise my hand high.
"First offense: Daring to talk back to me!"
Whoosh! My massive palm slices through the air. Splaaat! Her ass flattens for an instant.
"Aaa..."
It must be overwhelming pain beyond words! Isiyul doesn’t even have the strength left to cry out, just murmuring in a dry voice.
"It huuurts..."
"Second!"
I raise my palm again. I’m dying to wreck this big, soft ass already.
"Cumming inside me, despite your inferior bloodline!"
"Ah!"
Splaaack! I slam my palm down hard once more. No more twitching this time.
She just takes it limply, like she’s dead.
Or not, actually.
"Ahhnya..."
Isiyul was—shockingly—waiting for my hand!
What’s with this girl?
Each smack barely showed it, but she was trembling faintly, welcoming my touch.
Hmm, doing it on purpose? Or does it actually feel good?
"Third: Cumming first while servicing me, of all things."
Smack! My fierce palm engulfs her ass again! Like a striking eagle.
But she’s anticipating the pain. Her body quivers right in sync with my swing.
"Ah..."
That confirms it. This girl isn’t reflecting on her wrongs at all—she’s turning punishment into pleasure!
What an insolent, ridiculous brat...
"You’re enjoying this, aren’t you."
"...! No."
"Yeah, you are."
"N-No! I’ve never— Ah!"
I knead her ass roughly as she spouts nonsense, and a moan spills from her lips.
See? I’m right. Writhing like a pig, just waiting to get fucked.
"Wow, what a disgusting little boar sow..."
"N-No! It’s not my body, it’s...! It’s the mana!"
"Mana my ass. This is bare-handed. Idiot."
Talking back again, huh? Hah, I’m done.
Spanking this girl would just make her happier. No point continuing.
"Looks like you..."
Physical punishment won’t work.
Yeah, I need something more systematic.
Not physical—mental.
I hated the night.
More precisely, the darkness. That day, my family and I were all slaughtered in the dark.
So as a child, I preferred bright places. Like a bug. A cockroach madly chasing light.
Not since I shouldered the Empire’s burdens, though.
"Go."
From today, I’ll love the night. Especially pitch-black ones.
Midnight parks have hardly anyone around.
"Gonna need a kick to your ass to get moving?"
"I-I’m going now..."
I’m draped in a heavy coat. A red dog collar’s around my neck.
The leash end is, naturally, in Black’s hand. Perfect for humiliating me—that’s why she made me wear it.
"Head straight to the swings. Yeah, just like that."
Indescribable shame washes over me. It’s a chilly January night, but the embarrassment heats me up.
Damn... Me, of the Empire’s noble blood, enduring this humiliation.
"Good. Sit."
I sit on the swing as ordered, and the cold metal bites into my damp ass. A chill creeps up my spine.
"Spread."
"B-But someone might see..."
"Don’t make me say it twice. I could strip you bare and drag you home."
"G-Guh..."
No choice. I turn my head to avoid her eyes and fling the coat wide open.
Of course, I’m naked underneath. My pale skin cools in the frigid air.
"Nice."
This shame, like being turned into a flasher! Black grins ear-to-ear, snapping photos over and over.
Me, of the noblest bloodline!
My house is Madness—the Empire’s equivalent of a duke.
Guardians of the North. Loyal to the Emperor for generations, repelling foreign foes.
And yet here I am! Captured by some mid-20s human girl, getting naked pics taken!
This... This is intolerable.
I can stomach her calling my race inferior. But dragging my house’s honor through the mud? Never.
"Not bad for an inferior race. Kinda cute."
"...I’m not inferior."
"What?"
First time defying her. Black’s black eyes go wide.
"Your white skin marks you as inferior."
"You can’t judge by skin alone. It’s about lineage!"
"...But isn’t that also not a fair judge?"
"I’m not some lowly commoner like you."
Commoner.
Just a regular person. Even as a Magical Girl, she’s no noble blood.
Me? Born with pure blue blood. No reason she should call me ‘inferior.’
The thought sends shivers down my spine. Like realizing something I’d forgotten.
"Commoner? Hah, you think being Isiwoos’s creation makes you noble?"
"...I’m no creation."
"Hah, so you’re his kid or something?"
"I..."
I grit my teeth. Should I reveal myself here?
Might be foolish.
But this woman was trampling my pride, shredding my noble dignity.
Unbearable outrage. I clench my teeth hard and bore into her eyes.
"I am Isiwoos."
...Way too bold for a half-naked declaration.