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“SMACK!”

“Ah! OW!” Kim grunted from the impact of Nick’s hand against her ass. The sound of hand striking flesh filled the room as she felt her body shake behind her, making a clapping sound that would have sounded rather tantalizing if it wasn’t her ass that stung like a bitch.

Nick paused, looking down at the woman beneath him. Because of the condition of Kim’s bounty they had to tie her wrists to the bedposts, so she was splayed out on the bed with her butt raised up and presented to him. He’d delivered over a dozen slaps at this point, 14 to be exact, and her backside was starting to turn red.

He could keep going, but he was hesitant. Still…

“SMACK!”

“Ooh!” Kim bit her lip as her body trembled like a leaf. That one hit a particularly sensitive spot, and stung.

“Are you alright?” Nick asked, concerned. This wasn’t like Gina where they were roleplaying and she was getting into it, so he could express his consideration without having to put up the façade of a cruel and domineering master. “We can slow down if you need some time…”

“Yeah… that… that would probably be for the best,” Kim agreed. She wanted to wipe her forehead but her hands were too busy being tied up. “I’m shocked people like Gina actually get into this sort of thing. Stings like a bitch.”

Nick wasn’t sure what to say in response. He bit his lip and gave Kim’s ass an appraising stare. The enflamed tissue wobbled enticingly and he could already feel the compulsion to smack her again, but that was just the transformation talking, right?

…No, he couldn’t pretend like that was entirely the case. The fact of the matter was, his body wasn’t the only one guiding him at this point. Part of him liked touching her like this. Having such a beautiful woman spread out and presented before him to do whatever he wanted with, being able to have as much fun as he liked with that delicious ass, it was compelling.

But his desires were tempered by the fact that this wasn’t some kinky game his partner was getting into. For all he could tell, Kim was just feeling the discomfort.

“…It’s supposed to feel good,” he offered lamely. “You know, kinky and shit. Sorry if it doesn’t, I’m really trying…”

“No, it- …It’s not your fault,” Kim said, swallowing. She wrung her wrists against the silk ropes, glad they weren’t chafing. “Maybe we’re just… doing it wrong.”

This wasn’t exactly something she had a breadth of experience with.

“…How does it go with… you and Gina?” She asked, tilting back her head and looking him in the eye. “Because to hear her tell it, this is the hottest thing around, but… it just feels like a big pain in the ass to me.”

She gave him a cheeky, taunting smile and Nick rolled his eyes.

“Very funny. With Gina, well… it’s different,” he said, not sure how else to describe his relationship with the other woman. “I guess because she has a different way of viewing it… for her, it’s like… a punishment, but in a good way. For being a ‘bad girl’. She feels good when she gets disciplined, like she’s receiving proper punishment for doing the wrong thing.”

Gina probably wouldn’t mind if he disclosed that aspect of their sex life. After all, it wasn’t like she ever really hid her desires around the other girls.

Kim was silent for a while, mulling that over. In the meantime Nick was trying very hard to resist his body’s urges to give her another smack.

Then she looked back at him again, biting her lip. There was a hesitation in her gaze that almost made him call the whole thing off, before-

“Do you… want to do something like that, then?” She asked timidly.

Nick’s eyes widened in surprise. “Huh?”

Kim felt her face heating up. “W-well… that was the whole point of Dakota tempting me with this bounty, remember? She wanted… to see me get punished.” In Kim’s mind, that was ridiculous since Dakota was the one who needed punishment more than anyone. But she couldn’t deny that was the host’s goal.

“Kim…” Nick wasn’t sure he wanted any part of an exchange like this, if it was being done just to satisfy Dakota’s twisted whims. But the way Kim was looking at him right now…

“Look, I’m not suggesting we do it for her,” Kim clarified, shaking her head. “More like… we do it for us, you know?”

Nick perked up at that and looked at her curiously. “So you… want to do some roleplay, then? For real?” He asked.

She nodded, but he could still see the hesitation in her eyes. “Look, I mean… we have to get to the end of these slaps anyway, right?” She pointed out. “One way or another. And I’m not sure if I’m opposed to another 50 after those… I want to get my money’s worth, you know? Get as much VP as I can?”

Nick could see the logic in her reasoning, but…

“So… if pretending to be a ‘bad girl’ will help me get through these easier, isn’t that for the best?” She concluded. As an afterthought, she grinned and added, “Plus… it might even turn me on a little. Because the slapping definitely isn’t.”

She shook her ass teasingly at him. “Even if you’re doing a pretty good job.”

Was this the teasing? Was she already getting started? Nick held back his sigh and lightly slapped her butt this time, making for 16. He had to keep track or else things might really get messed up. Somehow he doubted Dakota would be informing them of when Kim earned her 1 Victory Point before they were done for the night.

“Okay,” he relented, putting a little more **** into his next slap, number 17. “If you want to be a bad girl… we can get into that. What were you thinking?” With Gina, there was a bounty of scenarios to choose from due to the punk girl’s extensive life of misbehavior. With Kim, it was a little more complicated. She’d lived her whole life following the rules and being a diligent, upstanding young woman. So what should they…

“I… I have an idea,” Kim said, wiggling her butt at him again. She craned her neck so she could look him in the eye. “I’m… supposed to be a naughty schoolgirl, right?”

That was the whole idea behind her Student path, and her very first transformation. Sure, she wasn’t wearing a schoolgirl uniform now, and she hadn’t been wearing one for most of the day, since none of them fit her, but it was still an idea he associated with her, so he could consider that.

“Okay,” Nick agreed with her idea, giving her another smack on the ass. “What were you thinking, then? You’re the naughty delinquent girl, and I’m what, the stern teacher who’s had it with your constant disrespect of myself and the school rules?”

Kim bit her lip. That sounded pretty cheesy. But not necessarily bad, either. “Mmm… or maybe… oh, I’ve got a good one!” She wiggled her hips and rubbed her thighs together as a new tantalizing idea popped into her head. With a grin she batted her eyelashes at Nick and smiled.

“Oh?” Nick was intrigued again. The more agency Kim had behind the scenario they played out, hopefully the better it would feel for her.

“So I’ll still be the naughty schoolgirl,” she proposed. “But it won’t be a school setting. Instead, I’ll be shoplifting something, and you’re going to be the clerk who caught me. And I really don’t want you calling my parents and the police, so… I promise to make up for what I stole with my body. What do you think? Sounds pretty hot, right?”

She looked back at him, her vision smoldering and her cheeks flushed. Nick was surprised that Kim would come up with an idea like that; surprised, but not necessarily opposed.

“Okay… I can work with that one,” Nick agreed, slapping her butt again. He did it one more time, a little harder, for an even 20, and got into character. “Young lady… do you know what I found, going through your purse? Did you really think you could get away with something like that?”

“Oh… I’m so sorry…” Kim moaned, wiggling her hips at him. “I know it was bad… but I couldn’t help it. I’ve always had such poor impulse control, everybody says so. When I see something I want it’s like my brain switches off, and I just go and take it. I know it’s bad… but I can’t help myself! I’m always getting into trouble because of it.”

Damn. She was actually pretty good at this whole thing.

“That’s no excuse, young lady!” Nick snapped, smacking her on the ass again. “I don’t care why you stole it. The fact is, your ID says you’re 18, and if you don’t want me to call the police and send you to prison, you’re going to pay me back for everything you stole, with that body of yours! Do that, and I won’t call the cops, or tell your school or your parents.”

“Oh!” Kim arched her back as Nick smacked her again. A giddy smile stretched across her face as she tried to get into character as the bratty shoplifter trying to escape the consequences of her actions. “Yes, please! Don’t tell my parents! I’ll do anything, I promise!”

Nick smiled. “I’m glad to hear that,” he said with a nice “SMACK!” on her ass. “And you’re in luck, because with a body like this you’ll be making it up in no time.”

“Mmm… that’s good… thank you, sir,” Kim moaned. Her instincts were right; playing a role did kind of make this feel a lot better. Her butt still stung when he gave her the spankings, but knowing that it was punishment for what she did helped it go from just painful to painful and kinky. “Thank you for not telling my folks… they’d be so disappointed… I’m such a good girl at home, they’d be so heartbroken to find out about this.”

“A good girl?” Nick raised his eyebrow. “I find that hard to believe, given how much you managed to fit in that purse before I caught you.”

“I never do stuff like this!” Kim wailed, directly contradicting her earlier statement about her poor impulse control. Not that either of them really gave a damn about narrative consistency right now. “But I just… I couldn’t help myself. But let me prove it to you, sir, let me prove I can be a good girl for you, I promise!”

“Well, this is a fine start,” Nick gruffly replied, spanking her again. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you turn over a new leaf. You’ll never steal from me again!”

“No!” Kim’s pained groan from his hand smacking down on her almost turned into a moan. This was actually starting to feel kinda good. Not the spankings themselves, but her imagination was quickly shifting into gear. “I promise, I won’t! Never again!”

“We’ll see.” Nick smacked her again, putting more **** into that one than he’d intended. He froze for a moment as he heard her yelp, but after a few seconds to catch her breath Kim looked back at him, her eyes blazing with excitement.

“Just a bit more, yeah?” She squeaked out. “Will that be enough, s-sir?”

She was doing a pretty good job of playing the remorseful teen shoplifter, Nick was impressed. Was this due to her experience at adapting to different roles in her various jobs? Or did she secretly have a flare for acting?

Or maybe this was a fetish that had been simmering in her all this time, just waiting for an opportunity to come bursting out?

“SMACK!” Nick wondered if he was onto something when he heard her moan.

“Apologize,” he said sharply, smacking her again. “Apologize for all the things you’ve stolen!”

“SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!” Kim’s body trembled and warbling moans escaped her lips as three swift strikes slapped down on her shaking ass, filling her with excitement. She could feel Nick getting into this as well, which made everything feel a whole lot better.

“I’m sorry!” She moaned out, arching her back and making her breasts bounce, not that Nick could fully appreciate them from this angle. “I’m sorry I was so bad! I deserve this! I deserve it! You work so many long hours, just trying to provide for your family, and here I am, some spoiled little teen who thinks that your job doesn’t matter, that you don’t matter, that it’s okay to just take whatever I want and treat the staff like crap, even though you’re the one who gets yelled at by your shitty boss when inventory goes missing… I’m so sorry, please, make me pay for being such a spoiled little brat!”

“Uh…” Nick stared at Kim, not sure how to incorporate the massive outburst she’d just made. “Okay, time out.”

He realized they hadn’t agreed on a safe word, which was another reason to end this before they got any further. Kim looked back at him, her brow furrowed in confusion.

“What? What’s the matter?” She asked, leaving her character behind as she gave Nick a concerned look. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, it’s not that,” Nick assured her, shaking his head. “I just… that was a little…”

“What? I was getting into character,” Kim replied. “A real shoplifter wouldn’t care about stuff like that, but it’s a serious problem! I was just trying to apologize for what I- err, what my character did.”

Yeah, he understood that well enough. But… “Kim, that’s a little… intense,” Nick said, trying not to laugh. “I mean… you’re not wrong about what you said, but that much realism kinda takes some of the sexiness out of it. It’s like if you’re roleplaying being a princess **** by an evil knight and then things suddenly devolve into a series of criticisms of monarchy and the need for a representative democracy to account for the needs of the people. Too much detail takes away from the sexiness.”

Kim blushed. “Oh, uh… I didn’t… I didn’t think about it that way,” she admitted with a sheepish grin. “Sorry?”

“It’s fine.” Nick gave her a tender smack on the ass to show that he didn’t have any hard feelings. “Also, uh, we really need to come up with a safe word. In case I go too far.” He was smacking himself in the face mentally for not doing that to begin with. Too much experience with Gina who never used their safe word, had nearly made him forget about the concept entirely.

Kim turned pale, realizing that Nick was right. She knew that a safe word probably wasn’t necessary since Nick was so gentle and careful and hesitant under normal circumstances that he would immediately put an end to their game the second she expressed genuine discomfort, but he was right- they needed a safe word.

“How about, um…” Kim bit her lip, wondering what the best safe word they could use was. Something that would immediately signal that it was too painful for her and they needed to stop. “…How about Medicaid?”

“…Oh, that’s sexy,” Nick couldn’t help but laugh, giving her a playful spank on the ass again to show how he felt about that idea.

“What!?” Kim’s face burned hot as she looked at him. “It’s perfect! It’s a social safety net, which makes it, like, the perfect safe word!”

He could see how she might think that. “Kim, a safe word is something that’s supposed to be completely random and innocuous, not the kind of thing that you would ever inadvertently end up saying in a sexual scenario,” he informed her.

She looked back at him.

“…Really? You think I’m just going to start raving about federal health plans in the middle of our intense sexual lovemaking?” Kim couldn’t think of anything more likely to kill the mood.

“After the spiel you just went on?” Nick smacked her ass again, pausing for a second to get a nice, juicy grip on it. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you started ranting about the plight of the working class and the proletariat uprising right before you reach climax.”

The dirty look she gave him was definitely worth a bit of ruining the mood. Nick couldn’t help but smirk at her pouting expression.

“Fine, something else then,” she pouted, trying to think of some random innocuous word that she’d never blurt out in the middle of intense sex or in the guise of a disciplined schoolgirl. “How about… arboretum?”

Nick raised his eyebrows. He could see the merit behind a choice like that.

“I guess that kills my dream of having sex with you on a nature walk,” he teased, earning him an eyeroll from the tomboy.

“Yeah, well, don’t hold your breath,” she scoffed. “Now are we going to do this thing or not? The more time we spend talking about it, the more time I have to notice how sore my ass is getting from all those spankings,” she chided.

A smirk slowly spread across Nick’s lips. “Well, perhaps you should have thought of that before you tried to sneak those condoms into your purse, young lady,” he said, smacking her ass again.

“Huh? Condoms? What are you-?” Kim looked back at him in confusion for a second before realization dawned on her. “Oh, we’re back to the roleplay, gotcha.”

Nick stifled the sigh that was building up in his throat. Yeah, Kim may have good instincts when it came to sexual stuff, but clearly she had a long way to go when it came to roleplaying out a scenario like this one.

“…As I was saying, if you didn’t want to be spanked like the bad girl you are, maybe you shouldn’t have stolen from my store,” Nick said, getting back into character and giving her another spanking. “Those purchases add up!”

“Well, it’s not like I have a choice!” Kim whined, wiggling her hips and looking back at Nick with a pouting face. “All my teachers in school and my parents keep telling me how important it is to practice safe sex! And it’s not like birth control is covered by my health insurance, so what am I supposed to do, huh?”

Nick was thrown for a second, imagining Kim actually shoplifting condoms because she couldn’t afford them, only to remember that she had been a virgin when they met. “Well-”

“I can’t be an unwed teenage mother!” Kim wailed, shaking her head rapidly. “I’m a good girl! And… and an abortion would cost too much money! But if I have a baby then my financial prospects would be shot! I’d be stuck working dead-end jobs for the rest of my life, struggling to make ends meet, all to keep my baby fed! And she would probably grow up resenting me, wishing that she could have the nice things all the other kids get to have, and how do I explain it to her that it’s because her deadbeat father ran off to the other side of the country to start his own family without paying child support?! So I had to steal the condoms, mister, I just had to, or else-”

“Arboretum!” Nick blurted out. “Arboretum, arboretum, ar-bor-e-tum!”

Kim’s head snapped up and she looked back at him, confused. “What’s the matter?” She asked, raising her eyebrow. “Did I mess it up again?”

Nick fought back his sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “No, it’s not that you… it’s just… …Haaaah…” He let out a long, exhausted groan. “I think maybe we’re going about this all wrong.”

Kim may have been playing a role, but her own biases kept leaking into it. Which was fine, usually, especially when it helped the submissive be more comfortable with their sexual submission, but…

Bringing all this actual economic stuff into a sexual role play was really killing Nick’s arousal. Usually, the point of a scenario like this wasn’t realism, it was being sexy!

And there wasn’t anything sexy about Kim’s obsession with economics in the bedroom like this, that was for sure.

Judging by the sheepish look on her face, he could see she somewhat agreed with him.

“…Let’s try something else,” he suggested.