Malangi's Pussy Spanking Frenzy
“Hek♡ Hewk♡ Hup♡ Hiiik♡”
Silk Blond lay there unconscious from the full-power spark, her toes curling tight as pussy juice squirted out in intermittent bursts. I was sprawled face-down beside her, clutching the back of my head where it had smashed into the ceiling.
“Grrrh... fuck, my head...”
It had hit so hard I was ringing like a bell with tinnitus to match. More than the pain, though, danger flashed in my mind first. Even when an S-rank awakener cums, they're still a threat? Shit, was this a concussion? Still, thanks to my usual training, it didn't feel like anything major was busted. After a bit, the dizziness faded, and the ringing stopped. Better safe than sorry, though—I'd swing by the infirmary later. Meeting Ia Ris made me a little uneasy, but health came first. You can't be happy if you're not healthy. Nothing beats good health. One of the many mottos I'd carried in my heart since I was a kid. The others were all tied to Ska or those S-rank bitches, so thinking about them just pissed me off more, but this one? I could repeat it a thousand times and never get tired.
Anyway, Silk Blond had nearly gotten me hurt again. Sure, I made her hips buck, but she was the one who bucked me right into the ceiling. Threatening my health like that? No way I'd let it slide. With a forced excuse to punish her now in hand, I turned my gaze to Silk Blond.
“Hic♡ Hik♡ Hehk♡”
Face-down and trembling from the waist down even in her stupor, she was still cumming in small, steady waves. Her eyes unfocused, cheek rubbing the floor, drool pooling from her mouth—she looked exactly like a puppy. Her sloppy pussy squirted love juice like a little water gun, psshht-psshht.
Ska never reacted like this. Looked like the Rabbit Hole sparks, combined with the impact, amplified the effect. Up till now, I'd only used Rabbit Hole sparks while in contact with someone. But knocking out an S-rank like Silk Blond cold? That hinted at potentials I hadn't tapped yet. Otherwise, there was no way my palm print could be blazing red on her pussy mound like that. My strength alone couldn't leave a mark on an S-rank body. Yet here it was, plain as day on her pale mound: a red handprint. I'd only noticed rolling around after head-planting myself, but this was no small thing. The Rabbit Hole sparks must've done something special.
Hmm... I thought it wouldn't hurt, but damn, that looks painful. Of course, less painful than smashing headfirst into the ceiling and landing knee-down. Still, knowing I'd caused her injury stirred a creeping guilt.
I hated hurting people. Maybe it was from getting beat on so much at the Academy, but the act itself disgusted me. Violence was the most primal, horrific way to torment another human. If Ska had ever laid a hand on me, S-rank or noble blood or whatever, I wouldn't have held back—I'd have cut her off for good. But she never crossed that final line. She'd never directly harmed me out of spite. That time she broke my arm as kids? She couldn't control her strength. It wasn't on purpose. She never apologized, but she was antsy about it. And during those forced spars she'd drag me into... she'd only grapple, never strike. Plenty of shit to hold against her, sure, but she'd never hit me intentionally. That's how I'd endured fifteen years and kept the thread of our bond intact.
Point is, I loathed violence. And now Silk Blond was hurt by my hand. A heavy sigh escaped me on reflex.
“Haaaah...”
No matter that I hadn't meant to hurt her, or that it was consensual—it was still my slap that did this. Once that sank in, guilt flooded my head. The juice dripping from her red pussy started looking like tears of pain. Silk Blond was crying because of me. Buck-naked, pussy and asshole on full display. Knowing those S-rank tormentors actually liked me had gone to my head, made me reckless, and now I'd hurt someone. Guilt twisted into regret, weighing down my heart. I wanted to dodge responsibility for what I'd done. But this was undeniably my fault—no excuses—and when you fuck up, you apologize.
“Yeah. If I expect apologies from others, I gotta be the kind of guy who gives them too.”
I shook my head to scatter the fleeing thoughts, then generated a faint spark at my fingertips. Time to wake her up. Like with Ska, I reached for her lower belly, but she was sprawled naked and messy. Not exactly a posture for receiving an apology.
“Honestly, I hate doing this... but no choice.”
I was the sinner here. Had to suck it up. Didn't want to manhandle her like this, but I steeled myself, slipped my arms under her neck and knees, and scooped her up like a princess. Her perfect proportions made her seem tall, but cradled like this, she fit snugly in my arms—surprisingly petite. Realizing that made my heart thump for some reason. Silk Blond, already gorgeous, felt even more so... No, what the hell am I thinking? Too sweet an emotion for a guy who needed to apologize. I shook my head again to banish it. Settling into a chair, I let a faint spark flow into her body.
Pzzt.
“Hyak?!”
The Rabbit Hole spark jolted Silk Blond awake with a start. She slowly scanned her surroundings to get her bearings, then locked eyes with me holding her.
“Wh-what? M-Master? Wh-what's going... on...”
Her innocent pumpkin-colored eyes, utterly clueless, pricked my heart like thorns of guilt. Fuck.
Paster, you pathetic idiot.
I swallowed the sharp ache in my chest and apologized from the heart.
“Sunbae, I'm sorry. I went too far. That must've hurt a lot, right?”
“Eh? H-huh? What do you mean?”
Her baffled expression was fair—she'd just woken up to a sudden apology.
Not the nicest thing to say in this situation, but to help her understand, I explained.
“Um... I smacked your pussy so hard it turned red. You might not feel it clearly since you just woke up, but it looks like it hurts bad. I'm really sorry...”
“Oh yeah! Master spanked my pussy till I passed out. Felt amazing, first time ever! Do it again, Master!”
Her unexpected interruption shattered my sincere apology. It was so out-of-left-field I had to question what I'd heard, responding in a dumb voice.
“...Huh?”
“Punish this naughty Malangi pussy that doesn't listen to Master—make it obey from now on. And since Malangi couldn't hold it in, you'll spank it a hundred times like you said, right? Right?”
“N-no, what the...”
Her words left me dazed. Her red pussy was still screaming in pain, but she was begging for more like it was a treat. The disconnect froze my body and mind for a second, and she wriggled happily into my lap.
“Snuuup... haaaang♡ Master's scent is the best... Just sniffing it makes my pussy drool♡ Even better buried against Master like this...♡”
She buried her nose in my firm chest, inhaling deeply, then raved like a sommelier appraising wine—but about my smell in the crudest terms. Seeing that, I knew: no real damage from my smack. More precisely, it had hurt on impact, but her S-rank healing had mended it instantly, leaving only pleasure. Proving my theory, the red handprint faded visibly before my eyes. Stunned by the sight, I had to ask the wildly breathing Silk Blond with her face smashed into my chest.
“Sunbae, you like getting your pussy spanked that much? You were howling in pain earlier.”
“Snuuuup... huuu♡ Wh-what? Y-yeah. The pain's just a flash, but the afterglow's so good... Quick, spank Malangi's pussy hard, Master♡ You promised a hundred...♡”
Rubbing her cheek on my chest and gazing up, her eyes burned with pure pussy-spanking lust. Silk Blond—no, Malangi—was way more of a pervert than I'd imagined. It was so absurd I burst out laughing.
I chuckled, meeting her eyes. No guilt left when she loved it this much. Hell, she was begging for more. As her owner, I couldn't deny my pet dog's request. What started as punishment for her cockiness had turned into a reward. But this beat stabbing guilt and regret any day—way better to discipline her with a clear conscience.
“Alright then, sunbae... no, our Malangi. Ready for Master to really put you in your place?”
“Y-yeah! Malangi will take her punishment good!”
“'Take her punishment good'? What even is that?”
I brushed off Malangi's ridiculous line, flipped her body over my lap belly-down. Perfect spanking position now, ass and pussy presented. Once she realized it, the spanking addict wagged her hips side-to-side like a dog ready for walkies.
“Hek♡ Hak♡ M-Master♡ Teach this naughty Malangi pussy that won't listen♡”
She twisted her head back for a sidelong glance, hips swaying, voice pure trained bitch in heat. Grinning, I charged sparks into my palm.
“You got it. Just like before, a hundred smacks on that pussy. Cum, pass out, piss yourself—whatever. Don't hold back for my sake. Got it?”
“Haaang...♡ Y-yes♡”
“Here comes the first one.”
SMACK!!!!!!
The downward sweep cracked across her ass and pussy. Her huge, jiggly cheeks quivered in the wake of my palm, her upper mouth wailing while the lower squirted endlessly.
“Kkiiiiiik♡”
Pshht! Pssshhh!
One smack and Malangi went limp again, out cold. Sorry, but 99 to go—I reloaded sparks and spanked her pussy once more.
SMACK!!!!
“Hiyaaak?! E-hek♡ Eek♡ M-Master, Malangi's home♡ More, more spanks♡ Dying from how good it feels♡”
SMACK!!!!!!
“Kyaaahhhehehek♡”
One to knock out, one to wake. Every smack, pussy squirt. Through that hell of moans and orgasms, I finally hit a hundred. Malangi couldn't form words anymore.
“Heik♡ Huk♡ Hiik♡ Kiiing...♡”