Break the Targets! (for finkfly90)

Daisy's ass was glowing red from underneath her poor panties now and Samus' hand showed no signs of stopping as she smacked it raw. Sweat was breaking on Samus' forehead now, her arm having been already sore from Peach, but at least she had her suit on then. Working with her hand was much more taxxing. Still, she kept the spanking going.

"'Please' what?" Samus asked, "'Please' stop spanking you?" On cue, Samus paused, her hand hovering over her head dangerously close to coming right back down for another hard smack. "Hmm." She wondered aloud, "I could. But that depends."

"You're going to clean my ship for me, aren't you?" Samus asked. Her fingers waggling in the air as the threat of another spank loomed over Daisy's head.

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“Y-Yes!!! I promise!!” Daisy was blubbering almost incoherently as he bottom was spanked bright red, hanging her head in defeat and she laid over the net limply. The only saving grace being that it’s not her bare bottom that’s being displayed on the big screen. “I-I’ll do anything you want!!”

"Hm." Samus finished up with three final, hard smacks to Daisy's bottom, whap, whap, whap! Looking back at the color of her own palm, she paused for a minute, letting Daisy breathe from after such a harsh whooping. Her arm cannon still stayed off to the side, rather lazily as it kept Daisy's hands tied. "It's a deal." She muttered, and suddenly, the laser whip disappeared and Samus stood up, leaving Daisy dangling over the net to nurse to her sore tush. Just when she thought it was over, though...

Samus flipped her legs back over the side of the court, where a purple, discarded racket was left on the floor. Picking it up, she gave it a few spins in her hand before looking back over her shoulder at Daisy again. "Let's finish with this, then." She stated like it were nothing. Turning back around, she headed right back for the sobbing Princess.

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Daisy found herself squealing as loud as she could with each of those final slaps. Thankful it was finally over, she couldnt muster the strength to move just yet as she continued to lay across the net. She was so busy crying her heart out, she didn’t notice the bounty hunter grab the racket off the ground and approach.

She’d notice fast as Samus sat right back down, the curve of the net bending under her new weight and giving Daisy a small bounce. Before she could react, Samus would grab her wrist and practically fling the Princess over her lap while her other hand, now free of the cannon, raised the racket back into the air. “Back to business.” She mumbled.

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Daisy’s eyes went wide and instinctively begans struggling under the weight of the the tall woman and eventually flung over her knee, letting out an audible gasp. “I-I thought we had a deal...” The princesses lip quivered, not knowing if her butt could take anymore abuse.

“We did.” Samus nodded, giving Daisy her first taste of the racket as the unusual implement slammed against Daisy’s tush. “Don’t worry. You’ll still clean my ship once I’m finished.”

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“N-No please don- AHHHH!!!” Daisy screamed as the racket smacked against her sensitive chubby backside. Just as she felt like she was calming down, the tears soon began to build up once again.

What a satisfying impact! The racket created a waffle-like grid on Daisy’s panties, flattening some of her skin while the rest was uncomfortably pushed through the empty space. Samus stifled a laugh. “Shut up.” She murmured, “We’re almost done, you big baby.” Grabbing Daisy’s panties, she took them down and pulled them straight off her knees with a single pull, completely baring her lower body and attractive, athletic legs.

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Daisy was silently crying as she hung her head in defeat. Things would soon get worse as she felt her panties being removed from her body, letting her naked red butt with a slight “waffle” indentation get plastered on the big screen. Unable to fight back, she let out a loud wail to voice her displeasure.