She agrees.

“I’m not going to lie, this is making me very uncomfortable. However, that is what we want, right? Those words really sound naughty but if that is what you want me to use, I’ll use it,” Eleanor says with a nod.

“Good, now come over here and get over my lap,” Megan says, patting her legs again.

“Megan, she agreed to use the words,” Matt protests.

“I know that. However, she needs to learn that when she doesn’t do as I say, when I say, she is going to be spanked,” Megan tells him.

Eleanor slowly walks over to Megan and allows Megan to guide her naked body over her lap. This is completely unfamiliar to Eleanor. Punishment on Luaril is administered through the Holostyle Watch in the form of several minor electric shocks to the person’s bottom. Eleanor’s early experience with spanking from Megan in the library suggests that spanking is an archaic and primitive form of that punishment.

The best part about Luaril was there was no physical touching involved. She really does not believe that Matt nor Megan can truly comprehend how shameful or humiliating anyone touching her bottom is to her. It doesn’t matter if it is meant for punishment or not, it is still quite humiliating.

Eleanor’s mouth drops open as Megan begins to rub gentle circles over each of her bottom cheeks. She can feel her face start to heat up. No one has ever touched her bottom like this woman was.

“How old are you, Eleanor?” Megan asks.

“I have been alive for twenty-two years,” Eleanor tells her.

“Excellent. I am going to spank you eleven times on each cheek. Are you ready?” Megan asks.

“I am,” Eleanor mumbles.

“Good. Here we go,” Megan says.

*SPANK*

The pain of the slap is absolutely nothing compared to the feelings of mortification that sweeps through her body. The Holostyle Watch on her wrist begins to vibrate rapidly. She has never seen it react like that. This is a whole new level from the way it vibrated at the library.

“Take off your watch,” Megan instructs.

“Why?” Eleanor asks, concerned.

“Do as I say,” Megan says.

With a sigh, Eleanor removes the watch and holds it out to Megan. However, Megan never takes the watch which causes Eleanor to glance back over her shoulder.

“Take the watch and bring it down to your pussy and hold it there for each spank,” Megan says.

“Absolutely not!” Eleanor shouts. “My sex… my pussy… is off limits,” Eleanor says.

“Megan, she isn’t ready for that,” Matt says with a sigh.

“Eleanor, I’ll make a deal with you. You do what I tell you and if you don’t like it by the end of the spanking, I will never ask you to do it again,” Megan offers.

“Really?” Eleanor asks. “Never again? Nothing to do with my… pussy?”

“I promise,” Megan says.

Eleanor nods her head and slowly brings the Holostyle Watch towards her sex. She immediately feels weird about the whole thing. She frowns, knowing that this will more than likely be the only time that she has to do anything with her sex. There is no way she is going to enjoy this.

At least that was what she told herself before the next spank hit. When the Holostyle Watch started to vibrate, Eleanor’s jaw dropped and her eyes got wide. Before this moment, there was not a single thing that came close to the energy that was found in the atmosphere of Luaril. Now, she was absolutely sure that all of the energy in Luaril didn’t come close to the feeling she was experiencing right now.

With every spank and every pulse from the Holostyle Watch, she feels something bubbling inside her that is threatening to explode. Her heart is beating rapidly and her sex is feeling warm and wet. She feels that if she doesn’t resist, she is going to lose control completely.