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His open hand cracked hard against my ass and I tensed hard as the sound echoed throughout the room. He did it again and the pain hit me all at once. With a soft cry, I tried to launch myself off of the crate, to escape the cruel bite of his hand, but it was useless. He was too strong, and I was too weak. With just his hand on my lower back, he kept me secured in place. I wasn’t going to be able to get away.
That’s when the spanking really began, and I truly began to understand just how little control I had right now and how much power he had over me.
My nipples pressed into the metal surface beneath me, hard and sensitive as I was spanked for the very first time. His palm lit into my bared backside, ensuring to punish the entirety of my ass and the backs of my thighs. Those were the worst and I found myself crying out each time he slapped them just as harshly as he smacked my ass.
He spanked me hard and I struggled to take it. He had said he was going to teach me a lesson and there was no doubt in my mind now that he had meant it. It hurt far more than I expected it to. Every time he thrashed my naked backside, I could feel the painful ache deep down into my core. Even worse, I knew that I was wetter and with my legs splayed open like this, I couldn’t hide it. I knew he’d be able to see it. All of it.
My entire ass burned hot from his ruthless palm and still he didn’t let up. I cried out from the terrible pain, thoroughly ashamed that everyone in the room was seeing this. I whimpered, thankful for the curtain of hair that veiled my face. I couldn’t hide the rest of me, but I could at least conceal the open shame that was written all over my face.
He punished the backs of my thighs particularly hard and I could feel myself beginning to lose control. I’d tried so hard to remain strong, to show the other Aberrants that we couldn’t be broken, that we’d be stronger together. Vane had taken that away from me. He’d stripped me of my clothing and now he was giving me the most brutal punishment of my life, all while on display for his men and for everyone else.
I was naked. In front of everyone. Getting spanked for the very first time.
And the worst part of it all was that it turned me on. It made me wet.
Vane stopped spanking me for a moment before sinking his fingers into the sopping wet folds of my pussy. He was gentle in his movements but that didn’t stop a very deep sense of embarrassment washing over me. I had known he could see how swollen my pussy was and that he could see my wetness gathered there. It made it that much more shameful when he explored me there himself, with his fingers.
I moaned softly with shame, feeling more vulnerable than I ever had before.
“Your little pussy gets very wet when you’re properly taken in hand, little human,” he observed, and I pressed my forehead into the crate beneath me. I couldn’t help myself as my hips arched into his touch. I made myself not think about the fact that I was rubbing myself against the roughened skin of his fingertips. I ignored how aroused he was making me by exposing my dirty little secret to everyone around me. Or at least I tried to.
But I couldn’t hide. Not from him.
His fingertips explored the wet folds of my pussy before they settled over top of my clit. He circled the sensitive little bud once and then twice before my breath hitched in my throat. A feeling of electricity jolted me straight to my core and I whined quietly, the sound almost inaudible. I’d never been touched there before. It wasn’t allowed.
Back on Earth, the government forbid any form of sexual relationship before you were placed in your rightful sector at the age of twenty-one. If you were caught breaking the law and engaging in any questionable activities, they would make an extreme example of you. Self-pleasure was also strictly prohibited. I’d touched myself once, but I had been too nervous to get myself off. I hadn’t wanted to get caught. Now though, it didn’t look like I had a choice.
Vane was going to touch my pussy all he wanted, and I couldn’t stop him.
To be honest, I wasn’t sure I wanted to.
He teased my little clit with his fingertips, and I could feel unreleased desire building up deep in the very center of my core. I felt my pussy tighten with need and I whimpered as I grappled with the foreign feelings racing through my body. The rough surface of his flesh on mine was intoxicating and I pressed back against him. He lightly pinched my clit and I moaned hotly with desire.
“Bad little girls don’t get to come until they’ve begged for forgiveness,” he taunted, still playing with my clit as he spoke. I trembled, feeling the wetness begin to drip onto my inner thighs. I had felt cold before, but my body had grown warm, like I was burning from the inside out. I felt like a dormant volcano, ready to burst at any given moment. I didn’t know how to handle it.
Vane had made me like this. Even though I hadn’t wanted it.
Not at first. Now I wanted more. So much more.
His fingers slid away from my pussy and I whined quietly with disappointment. I lifted my hips, encouraging him to return to my tender little clit, but he didn’t.
He started spanking me again instead.
Fuck. His hand hurt so much. I felt so much more sensitive than before. My entire focus was on the place between my legs and just how much my poor backside was suffering under his punishing blows. Everything hurt. Everything felt like pain, like pleasure, and I struggled to figure out which was which.
He demanded my submission and I couldn’t give it to him.
I fought back because it was my duty. I fought back because everyone was watching. The Aberrants were still locked in their cages, witnessing every terrible moment of Vane’s punishment. I refused to let him break me, especially not in front of them.
He spanked my ass hard and I squeezed my eyes shut. I could feel my fury beginning to grow. I allowed it to brew deep inside me and I took it and molded it into something more tangible. When it was fully ready, I released it with as much intensity as I could.
“Is that everything you’ve got, you sick fuck? You spank your women into submission and they just give into whatever you want? Fuck off. You don’t own me. You never will,” I yelled, making sure my voice was loud enough for everyone around me to hear.
The following silence was terrible. It almost echoed. Vane paused, running his claws over the punished flesh of my backside, likely admiring the red hue he’d forced onto my skin.
“I can see I’m going to have to deal with you far more harshly than I intended, isn’t that right, little human,” he said quietly. His voice was low. Dangerous. Seductive.
“Do your fucking worst,” I dared him.
