“Come on. It’s not like I’m telling you to strip yourself off all your clothes. Well, unless you have a thing for going commando.” Alex teased with a grin. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it, for what comes next you need to get the armor out of the way anyways.” He said simply as he gestured her to come closer. “You lost the bet, maybe next time you’ll actually try to win the bet.” He said, assuming there will be a next time as not finishing the mission didn’t cause him to have second thoughts. “If you want, I can take it off for you.”

"Was that a pun?" Cloe folds her arms as she gives him a glare. However, with the gesture to come closer got the cold woman's face to flush a little. However, at the mention of the bet resparked her memory. "Wait you can't be serious." She looked a bit flatfooted as she looks away but at the next comment about if he will take off her clothes, she stared right back. "The hell you will!"

Thinking for a second she speaks up, "Fine, you won and I don't go back on my word. Just know, if you speak about this to annoy, your dead." Setting her helmet aside, the silver haired maiden gives a sigh before working on her belt, with a click, it comes off. Folding her belt, she places it on a near by work bench before taking off her gloves. She stops for a second, taking a moment to gain her confidence before shedding her chest piece and cape, revealing her grey tank top. Next she takes a deep breath before lowering her plated pants, putting them on the workbench with the rest of her gear. Bending to organize everything, her black shorts ride up her ass a bit before she reaches back and undoes the wedgie.

Now out of her armor, she walks closer, letting him guide her over his knee. "Now what are you planning?"

Alex leaned back and enjoyed the strip show. As she undid her clothes, he smiled as her tank top revealing her cleavage and tight shorts were revealed. He looked her over and taunted her with a whistle. “You actually look good without all that armor on. If you actually dressed like a woman, you would be quite the catch.” He said with a smirk before sitting up.

Instead of telling her to do anything, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her belly first over his lap. Causing her stomach to feel his cold armor and presented the seat of his shorts to her. “I probably could have done this over your armor cause the seat of our armors are soft, but it was fun to have you strip in front of me.” He teased as he held her firmly in place. “For losing the bet, you’re going to get something you should have had every day since I met you. A good hard spanking!” He proclaimed as he brought his armored hard down on the middle of her butt

"Pig." Cloe huffs as Alex teases her, as he would observer though is she is moving more stiffly, clearly more embarrassed with his smart ass comments.

"HEY!" Cloe trips as she tugged. Though she maybe well built, she was both not ready for a sudden tug and Alex was well built himself due to being a Helldiver. Resting on the cold metal, Cloe shivers as she her midriff was exposed to his armor. As he was teasing about how he just wanted her stripping for him, she couldn't help but to mumble another curse under her breath, "Bastard."

Before she could respond to him telling her what is happening, Alex's hand of justice falls down and slaps her right on her well toned bottom, getting a nice jiggle from those cheeks still. Her face goes pink for a moment before she looks back. "You cant be serious, aren't spankings for married couples? You better not be try anything funny Flores."

“No, spankings are for spoiled little brats with potty mouths and that description describes you perfectly!” Alex said as he spanked both of those cheeks, alternating between both of them as he spanked. The armor was much more stingy compared to his bare hand, so she would definitely feel it, even over her clothes. “And if you say another curse or bad word, I’ll make sure your mouth is scrubbed out with soap!” He explained as he continued to bring his hand down in a steady fashion, watching the rear bounce under his hand. “You may dress and smell like a man but this butt is 100% feminine!”

Each slap stung pretty bad, especially since her last spanking was years ago in boot camp. Blow after blow stung, but right now, what hurt more was her pride. "You can't be serious, I can cuss all I want!" Cloe hisses as her legs kick from each slap. Though she was kicking, she wasn't fighting back, until she teased her about her ass being girly. "Shut the hell up! Why are you talking about how I smell you creep!" She looks back to glare but another hard smack makes her wince from the sharp pain, making her look more cute than threatening.

“See what I mean about you being a brat! I think this should be a routine thing when you act up. What do you think?” Alex asked with a smile. Though he knew she wouldn’t have a say in the matter. Suddenly, he paused the spanking but instead of letting her up like he’s sure she wanted, he grabbed the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down to reveal her underwear of choice for the day. Smirking a bit as her underwear and even more of her pinkening butt were revealed, he wasted little time and resumed the spanking where he left off

"I think your going crazy!" Cloe hisses at his question, it was clear he was smiling with how he said it. As the spanking stopped, Cloe begins to speak up, "Now that you had your fun....ALEX!" Cloe speaks in a irritated attitude before yelling at him, getting the full ships attention on what was happening in the hangar. Though her scream was ear piercing, the sudden tug revealed a nice silvery silk panties that were smooth to the touch. Before she could react, that cold armored gauntlet comes cracking down once more, getting a proper cry of pain from Cloe. "STOP IT ASSHOLE!"

“Cute undies Cloe! I bet your peers would love to know what kind of underwear you like to wear!” Alex teased as he continued his spanking at a brisk pace, alternating between cheeks as the rear bounced even more between each swat now that the shorts were no longer confining her butt. As some of the ships workers could now hear the yelling, the would silently smirk and keep their mouth shut as they didn’t want to get on Cloe’s bad side

"Sweet Liberty. I will beat your ass Alex." Cloe weakly huffs in resentment as the proper spanks came raining in. Smack after smack, each whack to her cute toned rear made her bottom jiggle as well as driving her panties further up her bottom. Even though if she looked up, Cloe still wouldn't be able to notice the snickering engineers and electricians due to her eyes now beginning to water. Though her ass might have now been warm, that cold metal glove was sending shiver through her. However, due to her bare stomach laying on his cold metal lap, the cold was getting to her muscle to tense up, making each blow even more painful. Now, Cloe was letting out little pained yelps from every other smack.