Your Mouth Says No, But Your Body's Honest
The sounds filling the room were far more stimulating, wetter, and more intense than before—sharp, meaty cracks that echoed off the walls.
I finally felt the sensation I’d been craving under my palm.
The soft give of that plump ass as my hand cracked across bare skin was pure, addictive stimulation.
“Auuugh…!!”
Nabi moaned, twisting her body against the pain of the merciless spanking.
Bare skin really did make the impact hit harder.
I looked down at her ass.
My handprint was already blooming bright red across the curve.
Seeing that clear mark of ownership sent a rush of conquest through me.
Until now, the Sect girl Nabi had only ever existed on the other side of a screen.
And right now that same Sect girl was bent over in front of me, taking my hand across her ass and making those filthy little noises.
The whole situation had me throbbing.
I was leaving spank marks on Nabi’s ass…
The sense of conquest was intoxicating.
There was even a strange, almost grateful thrill mixed in.
Sect girl Nabi was hurting from my spanks, yet she still couldn’t control that shameless, heat-soaked body of hers.
This was real—and somehow it still felt unreal.
Was I dreaming?
“Ah… it hurts…!! Stop…!”
Nabi’s voice cracked as she begged, eyes wet.
When she pleaded like that, it only made me want to torment her more.
Maybe she was genuinely begging. Or maybe she wasn’t.
Maybe she was asking for it because she wanted to be hit.
Maybe the pain of the spanking was mixing with the heat in her body and leaving her confused.
Her mouth kept saying “no,” but her body was painfully honest.
Every time I struck her and degraded her, she reacted so deliciously.
It could still just be my own fantasy talking.
But the longer I trained her, the more certain I became that she was in heat.
Haa…
This bitch tasted so good.
Smack!
“Auuugh!!!♥”
Smack!
“Ieuuugh!!!♥”
Smack!
“Haaaauuugh!! S-stop… stooop….!!♡”
I cracked my palm across her ass three times in a row.
The wet, meaty impacts were so loud I half-expected them to leak out into the hallway.
“Uuugh… uugh…!!”
Nabi whimpered and wriggled her bound hands, clearly trying to free them.
I’d tied them tight. She wasn’t getting loose that easily.
She was probably trying to free her hands so she could block the next spank.
I stared at the ass I’d just punished without mercy.
My handprints were even clearer now, glowing a deeper, angrier red.
She looked pitiful and desperate—and it made my cock throb.
“A bad little pervert who even tries to fight back needs a good beating to learn her place. Don’t you think?”
“Auuugh… n-no…!”
“No? This is a reward for you, isn’t it? Listen to the filthy sounds you’re already making.”
“No… hiiugh… huut…!♡”
Her mouth kept denying it.
But her body was quietly advertising how turned on she was.
I brought my hand down hard on the ass of the girl who still refused to admit what she was.
Maybe it really was a reward for her.
Even if she still couldn’t admit that to herself.
“A bitch who shoves her own fingers into that slutty cunt so shamelessly.”
Smack!
“Haaaauugh!!!”
“A bitch who posts on Sect begging to get fucked.”
Smack!
“Auuuuugh!!!”
“A bitch who begs for cock and to get knocked up while she’s getting pounded—and you still keep denying it?”
Smack!
“Haaugh!!!”
Smack!
“Auuugh!!”
Smack!
“Hiiuugh!!!”
Smack!
“Augh…!! It hurts… stop… please…!!”
I alternated between both cheeks, and Nabi twisted her legs together, writhing in pure agony.
She begged me in that pitiful little voice to stop.
After the first couple of hits she’d tried desperately to free her hands, but of course she couldn’t.
In the end she took all four spanks completely defenseless, unable to block a single one of my palms as they slammed into her ass.
Ah…
It felt so fucking good.
Watching this insanely hot Sect girl submit and beg me.
Watching her thrash and twist her legs in pain.
No porn could compete with this.
Of course it couldn’t.
I was shooting the porn myself.
Wait…
Something else suddenly flashed through my head.
If I could fuck her, didn’t that mean I could take over her Sect account too…?
Making money off it would be impossible, of course.
Ah… no.
I’d heard there were sites these days where even individuals upload Sect videos under a subscription model…?
Hmm…
Something to think about later.
If I seized her Blow account, I could bind Nabi to me even more completely.
Yeah…
I’d claim her slowly, piece by piece.
At first I’d only wanted to fuck her once.
She’d posted the Sect content herself begging for it, after all—perfect justification.
But now greed was starting to grow.
Letting a delicious little jotjip like this slip away would be a waste.
She was too good a piece of meat to let go.
“Haa… haaa… haat…♡”
Nabi’s rough, erotic breathing filled my ears and dragged me back to the present.
Still reeling from the brutal spanking, she kept twisting her legs together in pain.
And…
She was breathing hard.
No—more accurately, it was the breathing of a bitch in heat.
Rough, sticky, needy breaths.
My eyes traveled up her body to her face.
“Haa… haaa… haat…!♡”
Her restrained body rose and fell with every ragged breath.
A faint flush colored her pretty face.
Lips slightly parted, eyes closed, cheeks pink—she radiated something lewd and sticky.
It was like watching a heroine captured by a villain, forced into an erotic pose and tormented.
Her clothes still covered her pussy and tits—technically still a 15+ rating.
But the expression on her face was pure 18+ adult material.
From posture to face, she already looked thoroughly trained.
This filthy Sect girl was radiating pure sex just from getting her ass spanked.
Smack!
“Auuuuugh!!!”
I brought my palm down hard on the bare ass that had been hidden under those dolphin shorts.
A thick, meaty crack rang out as her ass rippled and jiggled under the blow.
The sound of flesh being struck was immediately followed by a near-scream that stabbed into my ears.
Another bright red handprint layered itself over the already peach-red skin of her ass.
Just like that, I was breaking the heroine Nabi—caught red-handed in her filthy secret—with threats and violence until she submitted.
“It hurts… it hurts… please… stop…!”
As I spanked the captured heroine, flooding her with pain and shame, she was almost crying as she begged.
She looked humiliated and pathetic.
But there was no mercy for a lewd, vulgar, filthy heroine like this.
Her mouth kept begging me to stop, yet she couldn’t hide how turned on the pain of the spanking was making her.
“Stop? Why do you keep asking me to stop?”
“Ah… it hurts… please… spare me…. I… I was wrong…!”
The heroine who had looked so beautiful as the girl next door was now groveling, admitting she was wrong after a little blackmail and a few spanks to the ass.
“Wrong? What exactly did you do wrong?”
“Th-that’s….!”
Even when I asked her what she’d done wrong, Nabi couldn’t bring herself to answer right away.
Still clinging to her pride, maybe.
Smack!
“Haaaauugh!!!”
The crack of the spank and her near-scream hit my ears at the same time.
I raised my merciless hand high and brought it down hard again on Nabi’s apple-red ass.
Waves of flesh rippled out from the impact.
Nabi cried out and twisted her body again under the relentless spanking.
I could feel her straining against my grip, trying desperately to free her hands so she could block the next blow.
It was useless. I subdued her in an instant.
Her plump, thoroughly beaten ass was so red and swollen it looked ready to burst at the lightest touch.
She’d already admitted she was wrong, yet she still didn’t know why—so she deserved to keep getting hit.
Even if she hadn’t really done anything wrong.
“You don’t even know what you did wrong, do you?”
“Auuu… uugh…!! B-because I got caught doing Sect….!”
Smack!
“Higgggh!!!!”
I raised my palm high and cracked it across her ass again with full force.
Nabi took the spank and twisted her lower body like a pretzel, moaning.
She looked just like a schoolgirl getting the paddle.
“Sect? That’s not it.”
“Augh…! Th-then what…?”
“I never even said you did anything wrong.”
“Iugh….! Then… why…”
Why??
Smack!
“Hiiiuuuugh!!!”
This spank had a reason.
Because she’d asked me “why.”
Don’t ask why.
You perverted bitch.
I’m training you to become my personal jotjip.
“Auuugh… uugh…. huugh…. huuuugh….!!”
Under the continuous spanking, Nabi finally started to sob.
Pain, shame, and fear all mixed together.
Her ass was swollen bright red, ready to burst.
Because I’d been alternating cheeks, both sides were thoroughly cooked red.
My own palm was starting to sting.
It was about time to let Nabi know one particular fact.
One of the reasons I’d been spanking her so mercilessly.
Thud!
“Hiiuugh!!”
I grabbed a handful of her swollen red ass and squeezed hard.
“You. Why can’t you just be honest?”
“Iugh… ieuugh… huugh…!!”
I kneaded the ass in my grip the way you’d fondle a pair of tits.
Humiliated and degraded, Nabi could only let out lewd little cries.
“Why can’t you just be honest, you perverted bitch!”
Smack!
“Auuuuugh!!!!”
I raised my hand high and slammed it down hard on her already-red left cheek.
Nabi’s scream filled the entire room.
“Ahk… stop… please…!”
She still wouldn’t give me the answer I wanted.
All she did was keep begging me to stop.
“Haa…”
Thud!
“Hiugh!!!”
With a short sigh I seized her left ass cheek again and squeezed hard.
Nabi flinched in surprise.
“I said, why can’t you just be honest, you perverted bitch.”
I kneaded the flesh like dough, then slowly, deliberately slid my hand toward the cleft of her ass.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about, don’t you? You’re just not saying it.”
“Ieuugh!!”
My eyes followed my hand as it moved.
It was heading straight for the silver cotton panties that still covered her pussy and asshole between those cheeks.
And those panties…
were soaked through, darkening to a deep, wet gray.