As we run towards the end of the dream

Nick and Kim’s attempts at roleplay were going in a weird direction. Specifically, Kim kept dragging them back to talking about the inequities of life in a capitalist system, which was… definitely a choice. And not one that Nick exactly knew how to address, if he was being perfectly honest.

So he decided that the best course of action was to redirect some of that energy towards another target, and shift the focus of the roleplay just a bit.

“You’re right,” Kim admitted sheepishly when he told her that it was kind of killing his sex drive hearing her rant about the plight of the working class. “That’s not really sexy at all, is it?”

The roleplay was making it easier for her to withstand the spankings, but it wasn’t really turning her on, either. No, they would have to think about something else, come up with a different scenario, maybe one that she could actually get into.

What did Kim come up with next? An entry-level employee getting punished by her boss for showing up to work late and not doing her job properly.

Nick rightfully shut that one down immediately, seeing the road it would take. And he also turned down the teacher-student roleplay she suggested next, because it reminded him way too much of his stepmother, even though he was going to be taking up the role of the teacher in this scenario.

Kim thought that maybe Nick didn’t actually want to roleplay at all if he kept shooting down her ideas like that.

“Okay, one last one,” Kim proposed. “And if you say no to this, then… well, I don’t really know where to go from here. It’s not like I’m some connoisseur of porn,” she said, trying to make a joke. It went over like a lead balloon.

Nick just looked at her.

When he heard her suggestion, he rightfully had his doubts. But it could have been worse, he supposed. After all, it wasn’t like she was proposing raceplay or something else that would make him feel REALLY uncomfortable. It was just… unusual, from her. And risky. But he figured that if things got too tough on them, he could always back out using their safe word.

“You ungrateful brat,” Nick hissed, bringing his palm down on Kim’s juicy rump, sending her meaty ass wobbling with a satisfying “SMACK!”

“Ahn!” Kim moaned, arching her back. His spanks stung like hell, but she’d gotten used to them at this point. She tried to focus on the sexiness of the situation to blank out the stinging pain she was in as best she could. “I-I’m sorry!”

“You better be sorry,” he growled, spanking her again. “I invite you into my home, give you a job, and what happens? You steal from me! How dare you!?”

“I-I… I couldn’t help myself!” Kim moaned. “I just had to try on that necklace, master! It looked so amazing… I swear, I wasn’t going to keep it! I just wanted to see how good it looked on me, I swear! Please forgive me!”

“Oh, I’ll forgive you,” Nick assured her with another smack. “The only reason I’m not having you arrested is because you’re right- my stepmother’s necklace does look amazing on you.”

That was the scenario they’d decided on. Nick was the dashing, rich aristocrat who had inherited a mansion from his stepmother, and Kim was the young harlot maid, who he’d caught trying on his stepmother’s jewelry.

It really was just trying it on! But that was still unacceptable.

She needed to be punished.

“I’ll make you think twice about ever stealing from me again,” Nick promised, getting into character as best he could. He wasn’t one for getting angry when he was having sex, not with a beautiful woman like Kim. Normally he was just glad to give her pleasure if possible. So this was kind of difficult for him- more difficult than it seemed to be for Kim, at any rate. And his hand was starting to get sore.

“Does… hng!” Kim’s body shook as a tremor shot through it from Nick’s hand. She looked back over her shoulder, panting. “Does that mean… you aren’t going to fire me… master?” She asked incredulously.

“That’s right,” Nick promised her, spanking her again. “There’s no way I could fire someone as hot as you… how else would I be able to properly punish this body of yours every night?”

A sly grin pulled up Kim’s lips as she wiggled her hips seductively at him, baiting her “master” to spank her again.

“Maybe… maybe you should spank me every night…” she agreed, getting into the mind of her character. Kim envisioned her role as less of an “innocent girl” who had made a “stupid mistake” and more of a seductive minx. After all, Nick’s character was a young, attractive bachelor- he could certainly benefit from having a beautiful woman like her on his arm!

…Although, wait, this was just roleplay, wasn’t it? To make the spankings pass easier. It wasn’t like this was going to be some big thing where they’d repeat their interactions more in the-

“SMACK!”

A particularly sharp smack from Nick across both her cheeks caused her eyes to roll in her head. Kim saw stars as she desperately tried to process the pleasure shooting through her body, and for a moment all the complex thoughts about the scenario they were playing went right out the window. For a moment, Kim thought that she really WAS Nick’s seductress maid, and…

As soon as the thought occurred to her, she was already crashing back down to earth. She shook her head, dazed, and looked back over her shoulder.

“Mmm… that… that was… wow,” she murmured, batting her eyelashes back at him. “You really know how to make a girl feel like she deserves the punishment coming to her… master.”

Nick almost rolled his eyes at that. She was laying it on a little thick here, wasn’t she?

Of course, the way she was looking at him… it was hard to imagine that this was really just acting on her part.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” He asked, not sure if his confusion was entirely his, or that of the character he was playing as well. “Master Reynolds”, the role he had chosen for himself, was a charming but occasionally imperceptive dilettante, the kind of woman who would succumb to the wiles of a particularly cunning seductress like the one in front of him.

Not that he was complaining or anything.

Kim paused. How would her character, Miki, respond to that?

“…I don’t know, master,” she cooed, shaking her butt at him in attempt to goad him to finish the rest of the scenario off properly. “Wouldn’t that make me… a pretty bad girl? Enjoying my punishment? You should really show me what I did wrong…”

Nick had to smile. She really had a way of turning things to her advantage, he had to admire that. Kim’s hardworking personality was shining in front of him, and he was quite proud of her for it.

Still- he needed to show her that in this scenario, he was the one who was supposed to be in charge! He spanked her again, striking a spot that had made her moan a few times before. He wasn’t sure if she was actually getting off to the pain like Gina would, or if it was the excitement of the scenario, or if she was just outright trying to fake it until she made it. But whatever was going on, he didn’t want her to regret anything that happened tonight.

He was going to treat her exactly how she was begging to be treated.

“Mmm… yeah… there we go,” Kim purred, arching her back. Her dark locks cascaded gorgeously past her shoulders, glistening with sweat. “Show me what I did wrong, master… I promise, I won’t ever do it again…”

The lie in her tone was obvious to anyone who heard her. Nick couldn’t help but laugh. He wound back his hand again and brought it down hard, making her shake with pleasure.

“OH!” She moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Mmf, yeah! Right there… mm…”

“It’s not a punishment if you enjoy it!” He snapped. “How many more times am I going to have to spank you before you learn your lesson, you bad girl?”

Kim’s ears twitched. “Bad girl.” That was one of their signal phrases they’d agreed to.

“T-ten more, I think,” she panted, looking back at him. For a moment the façade had dropped, and she was Kim again, not that slutty maid, Miki. She signaled him intensely with her eyes.

“Ten more, huh?” Nick pondered. That was less than he’d thought. They’d been at this for a while now, and he’d given her plenty of spankings already; enough for a decent amount of VP, he imagined. And with ten more spankings, he could get her another point.

“SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!” With three sharp strikes he brought that number down to only 7.

“Mmm! Ah, I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Kim moaned, wiggling her hips back at him. “I’m sooooo sorry!” Part of her really was sorry, too, that was the best part. It felt like she was really becoming a part of her character now.

Rose would be so proud of me.

That thought was like a bucket of cold ice water tossed in her face. She winced, and was about to say something, when Nick spanked her again. The sudden jolt was enough to get her back in the mood, and she grinned. “Mm, there we go,” she cooed, wiggling her butt. “Right there… yeah… fuck yeah… give it to me… OH!”

“SMACK!” Nick spanked her again. Things were starting to get a little weird for him, and he wanted to redirect the fantasy towards a more sensual direction. Luckily he had a few ideas about how he could do that.

“If you wanted to try on my stepmother’s jewelry, you should have just asked,” he told her, spanking her again. 4 spanks left to go. He had to be careful to keep track. “It looks better on you than it does just sitting in a safe collecting dust.”

“Mmm… in that case… any more pieces you’d like me to… model for you?” Kim asked in a breathy voice, looking over her shoulder coquettishly at him.

Nick growled. “You mean steal?” He snapped, spanking her again. 3 left. “You don’t regret what you did at all, you lying hussie!”

“It’s not… oh, it’s not stealing if you give them to me,” Kim pointed out, trembling like a leaf. She wasn’t orgasmic yet, but feeling the pleasure running through her body… it was giving her a sensation that was hard to describe. “Just saying…”

“SMACK!”

2 spanks left to go. And he hoped Kim would get the most she could out of them.

“Oh! I’m sorry!” Kim wailed, getting into character. “I promise, I won’t steal anything ever again, not without modeling it for you first! I’m sorry!”

“You’re damn right you will!” Nick growled. “In fact, starting tomorrow, I’m instituting a change in uniform! How would you like to clean my mansion buck naked, wearing only my stepmother’s jewels, huh!?”

“OH!” Kim’s eyes rolled back into her head slightly as Nick punctuated his outburst by delivering the final spankings to her. Again, it wasn’t like she’d cum or anything, but the feeling of satisfaction from accomplishing her 100% Completion transformation was quite exceptional.

“Arboretum!” She blurted out, snapping out of her daze and looking back at him with wild desperation in her eyes. “Arboretum, Nick!”

Nick stopped what he was doing immediately and nodded, returning to his regular self. “Was that 50 spanks, then?” He asked. “I was keeping track, but I wasn’t sure…”

“Yeah,” Kim said, wiggling in her restraints. “A little more than that, you know. But I think that’s a good place to call it for the night… my butt is so fucking sore after all of that. And your hand…”

She looked back at Nick’s hand and winced. It looked pretty damn red.

“Hey, at least I had two of them I could use,” he pointed out. “You’ve only got one butt.”

“Ah, but that’s not technically the case!” Kim laughed, wiggling her butt back at him. “You see here? I count two!”

Nick rolled his eyes. She wasn’t wrong. “Fair enough,” he reluctantly admitted, moving to undo the silk restraints on Kim’s wrists. Even if they didn’t cut into her skin like ropes, it couldn’t be comfortable with how long she’d been tied up for. “Now, could you please stop shaking your butt like that, before you make me do something we’ll both regret?”

“Hey now, it’s not the woman’s fault if the man can’t control himself,” Kim fired back, getting up onto her knees. It was the only way she could position her body right now with how sore her ass was. “But you’re right- wouldn’t want to have to go through another 50 of those.”

How many spankings had Nick given her? Well, quite short of the 5200 she needed to win the season.

But it was a substantial amount.

Bounty Completed! +5 VP

“5 VP, wow,” Kim murmured, looking at the number flash up on her hand. 101 VP. She was the second person to cross that threshold after Rose. Over halfway done now.

She wondered if she would be able to get more spankings tonight, or if the “Bounty Completed” meant that she was done. Hard to say. Maybe it was sensing that she had no intention of continuing further than this.

“That’s quite a- Nick!?” Kim reacted in surprise as Nick threw his arms around her and held her tight. He began caressing her head, running his fingers through her silky-soft and sweat-drenched hair.

“You were amazing,” he said tenderly into her ear. “Putting up with all that. I know it got really intense, but just know that’s not how I really feel about you, Kim.”

He was still a little clumsy when it came to aftercare. But after an intense bout of spanking like that one, he needed to handle Kim with delicacy. This was the best way he could think of doing that. He cared about her, he really did, and he wanted to show her just how much.

“Hey… come on,” Kim cooed, looking into his eyes as she pulled back. “I know you really adore me a whole hell of a lot. You don’t need to worry about anything like that…”

Nick looked into her eyes and shook his head. “No, Kim, that’s not right at all,” he said firmly. After the rough life Kim had lived, he didn’t want anything short of absolute reaffirmation of his feelings to be bouncing around in that head of yours. “Kim, I… I love you.”

Her breath hitched as she stopped breathing. Her eyes widened enough to rival her boobs as all the pain in her butt just fell away, a distant throbbing that no longer even registered as she tried to process what she just heard.

“You… you… you love me?” Those words didn’t come easily to Nick, she knew that. Even when he showed it to her, to so many other girls, even when it was obvious how serious and intense his feelings were, when Nick used the “L” word you took notice.

He had a pretty big harem, even by the show’s standards. But even then, the number of women who he had said “I love you” to was very, very small in comparison.

“I’m not just saying that to make up for how much pain I inflicted on you,” Nick promised her.

Kim rolled her eyes, a sarcastic gesture to shield her feelings. Come on, she knew THAT much, give her SOME credit!

“I really do feel that way, Kim, I do,” he said, taking her hand. “I wouldn’t have been able to go that far with you if I didn’t trust myself enough to be able to pull myself back. And the only reason I could do that is because I love you so much. You’re amazing. You never give up, no matter what obstacles get thrown in your way. You keep enduring, you keep pushing forward, and it’s… it’s fucking beautiful. Even tonight, we had so many things go wrong, so many things happened that neither of us expected, and sure, you complained the whole time-”

“Hey!” She interjected with a groan.

Nick laughed. “…But that’s just who you are, Kim. You’re always like this. When you get knocked down, you get back up again with twice the fervor. I think that’s what I’ve always admired most about you. Me, something bad happens to me, and I’ll be crushed. For years. But you just keep pushing forward without giving up, and to me… that’s about as amazing as it gets.”

Kim felt her face heat up. She looked bashfully up at him and smile one of her amazing, dimple-cheeked smiles that melted hearts left and right.

“…Thank you,” Kim said. “And I… I…”

How did she feel about Nick? He was being honest with her and telling her that he loved her, but the two of them, they’d never properly defined their relationship, had they? And that was a problem for both of them.

So Nick loved her. But Kim… Kim, she…

“I… I want to love you back,” she said finally. “But stuff like that, it’s hard for me to properly get the words out, so… can you wait, just a little bit?”

She felt so shitty for that. Why couldn’t she just toss out an “I love you” back, and be done with it? Wasn’t wanting him to be happy hearing that enough to prove that she DID feel that way for him?

Well… but maybe it was because her own heart was a mystery to her at times, too.

Nick smiled and shook his head. “No, it’s okay,” he said gently. “I didn’t say it because I wanted you to say it back.”

Well, now she felt like a jerk. Wasn’t aftercare supposed to be for the person getting the spankings?! Why did she feel like she had to be the one to console him, now?

“…When I’m ready to say it, I promise, I’ll tell you right away,” Kim swore, looking him deeply in the eyes. “You just gotta wait a little longer, okay?”

“I’ll wait as long as you need,” Nick assured her. “I can’t really blame you for feeling uncertain about your feelings right now, given I’ve been such a pain in the ass.”

Kim twisted up her face in frustration. “No, Nick, don’t say that, you’re not a-!” Her voice caught in her throat as she realized. “…Oh, you piece of shit!” She burst into a fit of laughter and almost punched him, only stopping herself because she remembered how obscenely strong she was right now.

“Sorry,” Nick said, cracking a grin. “You’re not the only one who can make dumb jokes.”

“Well… now that you’ve reminded me, fuck, I’m sore as shit,” Kim cursed, shaking her head. Years of working in the service industry had led to her censoring herself, but now she was swearing up a storm just because she could. “I doubt I’ll be up for a lot of regular sex tonight. Sorry, might leave you a little blueballed… maybe, um… maybe just some hand stuff, or…?”

She hadn’t really had an orgasm herself, either. That had been less “sexy” and more… other stuff. But she wasn’t exactly in the mood given how her butt was feeling.

Nick couldn’t say he was exactly “up” for sex right now, either.

“What if we just cuddle a little?” He suggested. It seemed like a waste, with all the changes Kim had inflicted on herself, turning into the perfect little sex doll for him, but honestly? Whatever she looked like she was beautiful for him, so he couldn’t care less. Sexual goddess or no, a nice cuddle as they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms promised to be just as satisfying as raunchy sex.

And frankly, after what had just happened, they could really use the break.

“Tell you what,” Kim said, shifting on the bed to find a comfortable position that wouldn’t hurt her butt too much, “how about you reward me with actual sex when I finally get up the nerve to say it back?”

“Oh, now that’s just cruel,” Nick said with a **** laugh, hoping she wasn’t feeling pressured. “That could take weeks!”

Kim wiggled her eyebrows playfully while looking adoringly at him. She wanted him to know just how much she cared for him with her eyes, even if her lips couldn’t say it quite yet. “Oh, I don’t know,” she murmured. “Might be a lot sooner than you think…”

She wrapped her arms around him and held him from behind, so he wouldn’t put any pressure on her butt. And as they nestled in together and she felt his hands over hers, she felt the safety and security that she’d always been chasing in her string of worthless, dead-end jobs.

“Yeah,” she murmured wistfully, drifting slowly off to sleep in the perfect bed she’d yearned for since childhood. “That’s the stuff dreams are made of…”