Danganronpa: Spankings of Despair (QuintMC)

"Nope! Maybe if you just admitted to lying right away then we would have went straight to your main spanking." Junko shut down Sayaka's request before a sudden devilish idea popped into her mind. "Aaaaaactually, there is one other way I won't paddle you...if you want to hear it anyways!"

The ultimate despair didn't even bother waiting for the girl's response as she could already guess what it was going to be. "Since you were trying to hurt poor poor Leon, I think it would only be fair if he spanked your little red bottom himself! It would only be a hand spanking but it would have to be on the bare of course and your hands would have to be at your sides at all times!"

"Actually...now that I think about, isn't this Makoto's Naegi's room?" Junko gasped as if she just figured this small detail out now. "Were you trying to frame your own friend for murder? How cruel! I supposed that means he would have to give you a bare hand spanking as well. It's only fair after all."

The blonde cleared her throat as that was the only way to stop herself from giggling at the pop star's unfortunate predicament. "So here's the deal! I want you to choose one of these options: you have to either say 'Ms. Enoshima I want you to paddle my bare red behind' or 'Ms. Enoshima I want boys to smack my naked red butt.' It has to be those exact words or you'll just receive both of the spankings."

The power felt great and the sadistic teen only grinned as she soaked in Sayaka's reaction to her dilemma.

[QuintMC]

'She's really evil, isn't she?' Sayaka thought in dismay. To be placed back under the mercy of Junko, with a paddle this time or choose to have the closest people she befriended her, guys, put her over their laps to get spanked from them.

....

In the end, she couldn't bear to ruin the trust she made with them. Especially Makoto her trusting and caring old friend. She....she just couldn't. "I-I...you can paddle me. J-just....please don't tell them...I..." she started to sniffle again. She blinked upon realized something and started to panic. "I-I mean Ms. Enoshima you can paddle my bare naked red behind!! O-only you!"

"Perfect!" Junko clapped her hands together as she was more than pleased with Sayaka's response. The despair of having gotten a spanking and the despair of getting one sometime in the unknown future was practically radiating off of the girl and the fashionista was loving it. "I guess I'll be off then, I'm a very busy student after all! Whenever I feel like paddling your naughty butt then I'll make sure to come get you...it'll take place wherever you are at the moment of course."

Junko walked behind the pop star and suddenly lifted the back of her skirt once again, moved her arm out of the way, and gave her one last sharp smack on her sore scarlet colored rear. The ultimate despair then smiled and waved to the crying girl as she made her way to the door. "Anyways, I'm sure you have a lot of rubbing to do tonight so I'll get out of your hair! Byyyeeee!" With one last wave, Junko left the room and shut the door behind her with a gigantic mischievous expression on her face.

Spanking was much more fun than she expected! She was going to have to do this much more often in the future and luckily there were still many different students trapped in this school with asses just waiting to be warmed up!

[QuintMC]

Sayaka froze in horror over the implications of this. Anytime....!? And considering Junko's personality....this would mean a hundred percent chance of it being public. Where everyone could see her bare butt getting paddled. Sayaka was about to plead further as the fashionista mad her exit, but the quick swat given to her forced her silence.

Sniffling over the dread of her upcoming punishment, Sayaka went over to the bed and lied on her stomach. Obviously, sleeping on her back was no good. She didn't bother pulling up her panties (too painful) instead she opted to allow the cool sheets to help soothe it instead.

Unfair. That's what she wanted to say about being forced into such an unfair punishment. However. Considering, the consequences of her attempted actions could've gotten her or Leon killed...and Makoto blamed for it, deep down she know's she deserved this. And whatever was in store for her later. It's really better than the alternative. Besides....

"You....you all wouldn't want me to be a killer either, right?" She thought as her thoughts drifted to her friends. With her bloodshot eyes growing heavy and her butt cooling down. Slowly, she allowed herself to fall asleep in harmony. Until next time.

The next few days passed by very slowly for Junko Enoshima as she rather impatiently waited for another attempted murder to take place so she could give out another spanking which she had enjoyed so much...but she was unpleasantly surprised to find out that nobody had the balls to do such a thing!

Sayaka Maizono didn't dare mention that Junko was hiding in the school most likely because the last thing she probably wanted to mention was how she got spanked by the pig tailed beauty herself. Junko found entertainment in how nervous and paranoid Sayaka was about her future spanking, especially whenever Monokuma made a surprise visit to the blue haired girl asking her what her favorite type of paddle was.

Eventually that got boring too and Junko found herself groaning in boredom as she sit in the locked Control Room just outside of the room where she controls Monokuma. The blonde whistled to herself as she spun around in one of the chairs complaining to her sister, who she had ordered to come immediately and listen to her rant. The original plan was for Muku to dress up as a fashionista but in the end they decided to scrap that idea and just have her stay as the ultimate soldier without dressing up.

"Mukuro Ikusaba!" Junko sang her older sister's name before groaning again as she glanced at Mukuro and frowned. "I'm so bored that I had to call your ugly freckled face over here so I can have some company. Why isn't anybody KILLING EACH OTHER ALREADY?"

[QuintMC]

As the elder sister of the Ultimate Despair Mukuro had to learn several things. One, and the most important one of all, was to never let Junko's boredom fester for too long. The black haired bob cut soldier winced at prior memories of what Junko would do to delay her boredom for a while.

Walking up to her sister, she tried to comfort her and re-assure her plan still had merit. "I'm sure another killing attempt will start soon. Just give it some time and...be patient." For her next words Mukuro gulped as she can feel some nervousness over what she's about to say.

'As soon as I saw this....she'll punish me for sure...' She could feel her face grow warm as the thoughts start rolling in. To be over her sisters lap, underwear down....and getting her butt smacked like a little kid. She resisted the urge to smile at the fantasy. 'I'll do it....to stop your boredom, Junko!'

"B-besides...." C'mon act natural, have to make this convincing. "Being patient should do you some good, sister."

The only response Junko gave to 'be patient' was an eye roll as she continued spinning on the chair; thoughts flowed through the fashionista's mind as she considered what she could to do to pass the time. There were many possibilities on what Enoshima could do with fifteen students just waiting to feel despair but she couldn't think of not even one because of a certain soldier's stuttering voice.

Junko slowly looked towards Mukuro for the first time since the girl entered once she heard the slightest amount of sass in that black haired teen's sentence. The ultimate despair stopped spinning and frowned as she sat with her back straight. Normally people would be afraid of Junko's multiple random personalities but because Mukuro was so used to these, it was much scarier when the pigtailed girl acted like her normal self. So Junko looked Mukuro in the eyes without smiling nor without any sign of anger and said two words. "Lap. Now."

Those two words have been ordered of Muku many times before and she knew that her stoic sister knew exactly what to do without any further elaboration. Just as Mukuro was about to go over her lap, Junko suddenly stopped her and continued speaking. "Before you go over, I want your skirt completely off but keep your panties on. I'm going to see what type of undies my sassy older sister has been wearing lately."

[QuintMC]

"Lap. Now."

Mukuro's heart skipped a beat at the order. As if she was back at Fenrir she stood straight as she caught sight of Junko....being so normal with her. Anime like cutesy. Sailor mouthed punk rocker. Depressed mushroom wearer. Analytical and calculated. Not a single one was shown this time. While most would feel overwhelmed with the numerous personas Mukuro happily welcomed them. After all she knew how all of those personalities ticked and how to work around them. This one...the true Junko?

Even now she wasn't sure sure how to proceed with her.

Still, she tried to follow her order. Just as she was about to lay over her lap for seemingly the umpteenth time, she heard Junko's order and blushed. "A-ah, alright." Taking off her skirt she revealed her favorite pair of underwear: black panties that were said to be form fitting and good for fighting. Not spear proof though.

"You seriously think you're going to attract guys while wearing these boring old things? I don't know about your little crush Makoto but most men prefer a pair of panties that are little more colorful! I guess I'll have to help out by at least making your ass a bright color to make up for these boring ass undies." Junko yanked Mukuro's panties to her ankles as if she couldn't handle looking at them for any longer then she had to. This left the girl's butt bared while sticking out in the air, a perfect target for anyone willing to smack some buns.

The fashionista sighed, trying to act like she was still bored but she secretly was relishing in the idea of how much despair she was going to put her sister in. "Alright! To make things more fun, I want you to say thank you for every ten smacks I give you; if you say it too early or too late then I'm getting an implement to blister your bare ass with." Junko smirked before lifting her palm and not wasting anytime before she began to swatting away at the solider's naked cheeks.

Unlike Sayaka, Mukuro has been spanked many many times before by Junko herself so she didn't bother not spanking hard at first in order to embarrass her victim and instead started off swatting away at the bottom with all her strength. The sound of palm hitting butt cheek echoed throughout the room as Junko smiled in excitement to hear Muku's cries.

[QuintMC]

Mukuro blushed heavily at Junko's assessment of her choice of clothes. 'As usual she's so cutthroat when it comes to fashion!' She thought happy, though she did sweat at the reminder of her not so secret crush on Makoto. 'Perhaps I should borrow a pair of Junko's mext time? She does have a point as with everything.'

As the cold air of the control room hit her bare bottom the anticipation of her punishment was becoming somewhat unbearable. And then Junko threw a classic curveball. Of course. "O-okay, sister."

Finally, it began. As hard smacks rained on her rear, it was clear unlike Sayaka, Mukuro wasn't going to crack easily. Having been spanked for years by Junko and the training from her days with Fenrir gave her some tolerance to pain . As such, she wouldn't lose track of her punishment as easily ad most. 'Six....seven...eight...nine...ten!' She thought and opened her mouth's that exact moment. "Thank you!"