Punishment Time!

"Hmmmm," you say, over dramatically bringing a finger to your chin, "I do believe someone was behaving very badly and something should be done about that. Tell me, if you had won, what were you planning to do?"

Blue squirms in place, refusing to look you in the eye and grumbling, "... Why do you think I brought you to this clearing that nobody can see from the road, stupid?"

"Ooooh," you reply, a wicked grin coming to your face, "outdoor sex, huh? That is just so, so naughty! I think I may borrow part of that for what I've got in mind."

He squirms again, looking a little unnerved by your expression as he asks, "Whadda ya mean?"

You point to a tree on the far side of the clearing away from the road and reply, "Drop trough and then put your hands on that. Then I'll show you what I mean."

Blue gives you a worried look as he walks over to the tree, pausing for a moment before undoing his pants and pulling them and his underwear down to his ankles. He bends over slightly, resting his hands against the tree and sticking out his ass, looking over his shoulder nervously as you approach and reach out a hand to touch his right lower cheek. "And now..." you say, "It's time to answer some questions."

"Questions?" Blue asks, his voice shaking a little as he tries to crane his neck to look at where you're touching.

"That's right," you say, "Answer truthfully and I'll do something nice for you. But if I think you're lying..."

You pull back you hand and then slap it forward hard, the crack of your palm against his ass echoing through the woods, accompanied by Blue's surprised yelp of pain. "Okay, okay," he grunts, "I get it! I get it!"

"Now, tell me," you say, "did you REALLY not expect to run into me when you came here?"

"Of course not," Blue snaps a little too quickly, his eyes refusing to meet yours, "How could I possibly--"

Your hand comes down on his ass cheek again, the flesh of his bottom rippling under your palm. "I think you're lyyyiiiiiing," you giggle.

"I'm not," he growls, still not trying to look at you, "Jeeze, you're getting paranoi--"

You move your hand and slap his other lower cheek, and then throw in a second one for good measure. Blue lets out a pained gasp as you've evened up the blows to each side and you see faint, red outlines of your hand prints on his butt. "Still lying," you say.

"Alright, fine," he grunts, and this time he meets your gaze as he answers, "I used a shortcut to get here quicker than you would and I knew you'd have to come to the shop for supplies so when I saw ya walking up the block I slipped in when you weren't looking and waited until you got close to the door to start talkin' to the shopkeeper."

You smile and bring your other hand down, reaching around Blue's front to wrap your fingers over his dick (which is already quite hard). You give it a few slow, gentle, pleasurable pumps. "There... see?" you say, "It feels good to tell the truth, right?"

Blue shudders. groaning softly. "Y-yeah... I guess..." he gasps.

"Next question," you say, your left hand remaining on his penis as your right remains on his ass, "Does that mean your asking for a rematch was also your plan all along?"

"No!" Blue shouts, "I really didn't think I'd get that worked up but then I saw Victory Road and--"

He's not looking at you again so you move your right hand, this time giving the right side of his rump three swift blows. His hips buck at each strike, unintentionally making your fingers slide up and down his rod with his motions, drawing some pretty amusing sounds that mix his pain and pleasure out of his throat. "Okayokayokay," he says quickly, "I did start thinkin' about it on the way over from Pallet... and I knew the chances of ya turning it down were low so I figured I'd try."

You nod and put your left hand in motion, stroking his cock more purposefully as you lightly run the fingers of your right hand over the now angry red marks on his bottom. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" you taunt, "Unlike your dick. Holy cow, Blue! Who knew you had this much of a sub streak in you."

"What?!" he sputters, "I am NOT the one who likes being on the bottom, Loser! That's always gonna be YOUR place in the end!"

You respond to that statement by giving his left butt cheek four firm slaps... but instead of stopping your jacking off of his dick, you increase the pace, now fully marrying the two sensations and making him groan louder still. "And YOU seem to be enjoying what's happening to YOUR end," you purr, leaning closer to flick at his earlobe with your tongue before taking said lobe into your mouth and nibbling on it ever so slightly with your teeth.

Blue shudders and growls, a red flush coming to his cheeks, "N-No... nobody could like gettin' spanked!"

Once more, your right hand smacks against his ass flesh, and you shift the grip with your left hand, letting your thumb rub back and forth over his crown in time with each swat. Blue's strangled, quivering groans. "Oh come on," you say in a whisper, kissing his earlobe this time, "Why do you think they call it 'Spanking the Mankey'?"

"God, Red," Blue groans as he looks at you hotly, "that's a terrible joke and you know it!"

You back at him and then begin alternating your slaps between each of his butt cheeks, your left hand stroking and rubbing him harder and faster. After a short period of time, Blue's breathing grows faster and harder, his hips bucking in such a way that he moves in time with your motions... both to let your rubbing touch his full length and raising his ass for your strikes.

Eventually, he grits his teeth, his body quivering and his member quivers in your hand as it begins to fire off his load, some of it dribbling down on your hand as the rest of it splatters onto the tree and grass beneath it. You let go of him as he drops to his knees still quivering and, behind his back, you raise the back of your hand up to your mouth to lick off the cream that landed on it.

"And that's it," you say, kneeling down next to Blue, "This is punishment, you don't get the satisfaction of even eating me out this time. Because I know what REALLY gets you off is driving someone else wild and taking away their control. But this time, you were completely in MY power and the only comfort you'll get is the thought that I am going to masturbate to this memory a HELL of a lot when I settle down for tonight."

Your smirk grows wicked once more as you add, "But of course, then you're going to have to remember what exactly got me that hot and bothered in the first place."

Blue does not respond at first, shuddering still as he comes down from his orgasm, then reaching back to lightly rub his behind and wincing as his fingers brush over some of the bright red marks your own hand left behind. "... You say I got a sub streak," he finally says, "but you got one hell of a creepy dom vibe about you sometimes, y'know that?"

You shrug and reach out to pat Blue on the head with the hand that so diligently struck his rear only a short time ago. "I had a good role model," you say.

He grunts and looks away from you again. "Next time..." he says, "Next time maybe I'll just return the favor and then some..."

"We'll see," you respond, "Now go on back home. And thank Professor Oak for the Pokedex for me."