I'll show tough love. (Pink Trigger >199)

Who among us, even the most studied of Witch Hunters, the foremost researchers of the history of Rokkenjima and its secrets, could predict how any of its inhabitants would react to this kind of play? That said, this wasn't the time to hesitate. I had a big impression to make, after all. With that in mind, I wasted no time raining a series of firm-palmed slaps upon the back of Jessica's skirt.

I felt the young woman's body tense up below me to absorb them. Hmm, now that I think about it, Jessica's form of magic includes power-enhancing enchantments, doesn't it? No amount of enhancing your power is going to help you in this defensive battle, Jessica...

Ahem. Putting the fantasy aspect aside, the fact was the young woman had abandoned any snark in favor of simply enduring the blows. She probably imagined that by simply toughing it out, her mother would see it wasn't working and begin to doubt my methods. It was time for a different strategy. Natsuhi, I have something in my bag that I require for this. Would you mind fetching it...? You'll know it because it's the biggest, heaviest item in there.

Raising an eyebrow, the concerned mother went to my bag, unzipped it... and found what I was looking for. A thick wooden paddle. She carried it to me a bit gingerly, as if finally **** to acknowledge that she was complicit in my actions.

Jessica, meanwhile, did not stay silent. "H-heh! I knew it! You're not tough enough to get me to do what you want unarmed, so you're gonna rely on a crutch like that? What a joke. A real man would get the job done with his bare hands, hehe!"

Hehe, I laughed along with Jessica. I'm sorry for being so weak. However, even as a weakling, I'll have you respect my authority, Jessica...! I stopped playing around and flipped up Jessica's skirts, then began paddling her panty-clad bottom with my new tool.

I felt her tense again, but this time, it was in vain. She immediately began letting out loud cries with each strike, to her obvious mortification. To stop it, she grabbed a nearby pillow and bit down on the case. After only a small number of strikes, her ass had already reddened at the cheeks visible from the edges of her panties. "Hold on, hold on! H-how many are you gonna do?!" Jessica asked me. "It's not reasonable for him to just keep on doing it, is it, Mom?!"

Natsuhi cast her glance aside, apparently preferring to leave her daughter in my hands now.

You're right, Jessica. It isn't reasonable for us to do this on and on. After another... five strikes, or so, I'll have you tell me what you think you've learned. If I'm satisfied, I'll bring this to an end.

"F-f-five?! Haaaugh!" she yelled as I rained down another blow before she could bite down to stifle the embarrassing noise again.

There was another... and another... and another... I could tell she'd stopped tensing up before them, trying to change something up in a **** attempt to find some arrangement of her muscles that would soften the blow. For my part, I was satisfied to watch her bottom jiggle as I displaced it with my paddle, then mechanically move to another strike. Finally, I reached over and took the humiliatingly drool-stained pillow from Jessica so she could speak.

"Mr. Player... sir... I'm sorry, sir! I was wrong. I should have respected you, and Mo- um, Mother. I'll act more dignified from now on and won't do anything that'll bring shame to our family. So... Please? I'm... not gonna be able to sit..." she complained, her red face looking like she was struggling not to break into tears at the shame.

Very good, Jessica. That wasn't so hard, was it? If you carry this attitude of humility with you and just try to work on that way of talking of yours, I'm sure your parents will be very satisfied. Now, as a way of apology, I have some soothing lotion to take some of the burn off after these sessions. Would you like me to apply some for you?

"... Huh?" she asked, her temporary hope turning to despair once again. "W-wait... you'd just give it to me and I'd apply it myself somehow, right? Uh, sir?"

That would be difficult, Jessica. But don't worry. If you ask me politely, I'm happy to do this for you.

"... N-n-no way! Mom, tell him-" she started.

I brought my paddle down once more on her thoroughly red butt, causing her to cry out in surprise and struggle against me. Jessica, you're rejecting a gift I'm politely offering in a very rude way, and you slipped back to calling your mother the inappropriate title.

"... I-it's probably excusable if my daughter... slips... once in a while," Natsuhi advised me timidly, clutching her hands at her brooch.

I snapped for Natsuhi's attention, observing her make a startled shiver. I pointed to an item on Jessica's vanity and had Natsuhi bring it to me. She hurried to do so.

I held the handheld mirror she brought me, then placed it at a certain angle. Then, as Jessica continued to struggle, I grabbed a hold of her panties and pulled them down a bit so that her bare ass was exposed. Frankly, I'd done a number on it, and it looked sore in a way that was painful to even look at. I clicked for Jessica's attention now, and when she looked at my face, I pointed for her to instead look at the mirror I was holding. See, Jessica? This is what your bottom looks like right now. Do you really want me to strike you again? Wouldn't it be so much better if I could give you something to take that pain away?

"..." Jessica was so headstrong that, even in this situation, she was weighing whether it was okay to throw her pride away in this situation. Finally, now actually crying, she turned her head to face me. "Y-yes, sir... Please... If you'd be so kind..."

I smiled at Jessica and stroked her hair dotingly (and inappropriately) while Natsuhi brought the cream from the bag. I took the top off the jar, slathered some on my hands, and began rubbing Jessica's round bottom while her mother watched. Apparently, concern for her daughter's pain was outweighing her common sense, letting a man do this to Jessica.

As I kneaded the curves of Jessica's ass... Hm. I probably should spare her this last bit of dignity... No. I'll lay this truth bare. How should I put it?

That young lady had a shameful, euphoric look on her face. Her eyes were practically rolling back in her burning face as she clutched the pillow to avoid making a joyful noise. Don't judge her harshly, if you've never experienced this kind of duality of pain and relief yourself.

Finally, I stopped. Hmm... I used too much. Despite my efforts, there was still more cream than I could rub in left on her behind. Oh well. I pulled her panties back up regardless, leading to a humiliating wet squishing noise as some of the cream leaked around the edges of her panties and stained the white fabric. Do you have anything you want to say to me, Jessica?

"... Thank you very much... Mr. Player, sir..." the young woman cried, wiping her face with the sleeve of her jacket as she rose and straightened her jacket. Ah, now her jacket and her face were a mess...

No, thank you, Jessica. Thanks for showing your mother and I that you're capable of being a proper young woman yourself. Stay that course, or your father and mother might bring me back here one day...

"Hrk...! Th-thank you, sir!" Jessica shouted in response, standing straight and stiff, stopping just short of saluting. "I don't think it'll be required, sir! I'll be a proper lady from now on... sir!"

That's good. Natsuhi, you should stay here and help Jessica clean up before she comes down. I'll go and tell your husband I'll leave on the boat that is bringing your family.

"... Thank you... Mr. Player..." Natsuhi said in a wavering voice, still obviously unsure of whether or not she should be thanking me. Didn't I do a good job? She handed me my bag and tools, then sent me on my way.

In any case, I unlocked the door and left that room whistling, walking through the hall towards the exit. Was there some way I should use the rest of my time before I left? Maybe I could find Shannon and give her a proper discipline, too...

Before I could react, I was pulled into a guest room, then whirled so I was facing into the room, away from the door. I felt something poking against my back... then through me. Something sharp. I tried to look down, but the hand that muffled my scream was also keeping my head tilted up.

I took two steps into the room. With the last of my effort, I tried to whirl myself around to get a glimpse of who'd done the deed, but I collapsed in an unnatural pose face-down, instead.

I regretted that I wouldn't be able to see the new Jessica interacting with her family. Still, it'll be pretty funny when the family finds the first **** to start the events is some stranger carrying a bag of kinky discipline tools. I wonder if Natsuhi and Jessica will be able to explain it... I'm counting on you for that now, okay, Jessica? Be a good girl like I taught you...