Demon Desires (Tangerine and zenith)

[Tangerine]

“Why would it cause any problems?” Setting the brush aside, she tucked her short strands behind her ears. “It's not a… big deal.” It was like a small game of sorts that revolved around some not so small orbs. Proportionally at least. Otherwise she wasn't quite sure if she could be classified as extra large as he implied earlier, which didn't really offend her.

This ongoing debate regarding who the most powerful titan might be. There were definitely people who liked to speculate about that. As an in-house thing though, it didn't exist. She doubted any of them really cared. “Hm. Well if I used my… Against her…” Although she had ideas who would end up lying on a hospital bed facedown with how much soreness, she let it remain a mystery. Starfire most likely couldn't push herself to give any of them something more than a light pat anyhow.

“Anyway. The bed would be comfortable. So it had to be somewhere.” To vacate the simple, armless chair she was on, the heroine got to her feet. “There. We can switch places.” In unhurried steps, she walked in the room. Towards the door. On her way, her cloak slid down her body to pool on the floor. “And this won't get out of this room.” Raven closed the door, leaning back against it, giving him some time to sit down. “You could start by gesturing where I need to be. Preferably in a confident manner.”

[zenith]

Robin's mask once again lifted an eye in an inquisitive fashion. "Because i am dating Starfire. Normally, dating a teammate and spanking another would be considered cheating. I doubt that would make Starfire happy," he explained to her. "Hence why I said that it's lucky that Starfire is a polygamist. She doesn't care about who I do these sorts of things with," he explained to her. He knew Raven didn't like hearing about other girls, but she had asked him, so as far as he was concerned, she got the answer she was looking for.

Robin moved and sat down on the chair she had left and looked at her as she dropped her cloak, and he stared at her curvy body, clothed in only a leotard. He didn't know if she ever wore underwear, and despite how submissive she was being, he didn't dare to ask her that. He was sure that she would tell him whenever she was ready. If she ever wanted to go further than spankings. He nodded his head. "That's fine Raven. Nothing leaves this room. As far as anyone knows, this never happened," he promised.

And then he nodded his head and guessed that since she wanted him to be confident, that she wanted someone in charge. He decided to act like she needed to be punished and see where that took him. If she wanted something different, then he could adapt to that. "Raven, you have been a very bad girl. I have seen that pentagram you are trying to keep under your bed. You know this is not allowed. You need to be punished," he said firmly. He pointed at his legs for her to lie down on. "I'll be generous this time and use my hand, but if you break the rules again, I will use your brush, slipper or maybe make you grab a branch from a nearby tree," he warned her.

[Tangerine]

Rather than a lie, it was a secret. Raven supposed it would be better not to say anything to Starfire about her boyfriend’s little side activity. Or to anyone else for that matter. Not only for that easily confused Tamaranean, but it was also for the sake of her own name too. Others certainly didn't need to know that she had this masochistic fantasy.

“Whatever,” she simply said when Robin talked about cheating, alien girlfriends, and loyalty. She was in one of those moods that being called bad felt nice. Very bad, apparently. Perhaps making such requests to other girls’ boyfriends could make her bad. Or pentagrams under bed apparently. It was a funny thing to accuse her of. She appreciated the effort though. And going after her demon heritage was a smart idea.

“Well that's a start.” Moving away from the door, she approached him. “I want you to know that we have stepped into a different plane. Figuratively.” Raven suggested. “Where I won't be offended by the things you say to tease me or to improve what we're doing.” And that included mentioning her pretty girlfriend, if it served the purpose.

Since she quite enjoyed this part, Raven wasn't in a rush. She moved slowly rather. She bent over. Her belly perched on his waist and slid up until her bent hips replaced it around the centre. Since that was an old unassuming chair, it creaked when her large bottom was placed. “If you're afraid of pentagrams,” the heroine slightly tweaked her positioning over Robin’s knees, “there are some circles.”

[zenith]

Robin gave a very short nod to show her that he understood. He understood that this was more of a session where he had to punish her and he could generally do what he wanted to make the experience better. And based on what he was seeing, it seemed that Raven really did want to be spanked. And she didn't seem that upset about him talking like this. He half expected her to want to be treated like a disobedient slave or pet next. Well, that might be the next time, but he thought that would be rushing it a bit.

"Raven, it's not about being afraid, its about what's appropriate. This is a school where girls become women. It is not a school where girls try and summon demons," he said as he rolled his eyes. "You know.this!" He said as he spanked her massive ass. His gloved hand crashed into the center of her backside, pushing her forward a little and making her cheeks ripple like water.

He wouldn't unzip her leotard without some indication that she wanted that. He knew she removed her cape, but he didn't know if she wanted him to strip her naked. He didn't think so, but he didn't think that she wanted to be spanked either. So anything was possible.

"Raven, you are probably one of the smartest girls here. And you waste your time doing this," he said as he spanked her again his hand making her cheeks jiggle. "Do you really know how much trouble you should be in?" He asked as he spanked her again. "You should be suspended for doing something like that," he said as he spanked her once more. Again, his hand collided with her backside as he gave a small smile. He was enjoying this. "You are not summoning any more demons. Do you understand, Rachel Roth?" He asked as he spanked her once more. "Otherwise, maybe I'll put you into a pentagram and you can see what it's like if someone summons you," he warned. The implication was that he'd make her obey someone, just like if she was a demon.

[Tangerine]

Assuming the posing alone was enough to trigger a rush of arousal in the heroine. Yea, this whole thing could be seen by some as somewhat odd or even shameful, and it kinda was, but sometimes people just had no say in what brought them joy. It was very like being vegetarian and only enjoying pizza with plant based toppings. Actually, it was nothing like that.

“What school?” So, he’d haphazardly decided to slap a school theme on this occasion. She supposed it wasn't a rare theme, when it came to smacked bums. A cliche even. It was interesting really. Starfire was usually the one who dressed up like a schoolgirl, she even sounded like she belonged in sorority sometimes, but Raven could be one too, a student. A moody one who sat in the backrow probably.

Five pointed stars and demonic stuff. Those weren't always related. She didn't know why people always thought that must be the case. It frequently popped up in the magic community and other cultures too. Having been always good at pointing out others’ misconceptions, she meant to clarify that.

“That's not for summoning. H-ah!” A yelp escaped her mouth when Robin waited practically no time to give her the first smack of the day. It somehow caught her off-guard. Otherwise, she would have kept her mouth closed and herself quiet. Not to give the impression that she was a weak-arse girl from the get-go. Especially after that ‘my gf would hospitilise you’ comment.

It also motivated her to play along. “Yes. Shouldn't meddle with… demon stuff. They are… dangerous? Should study, well, other school stuff.” She paused and often struggled to find the right words while trying to be a schoolgirl for him. Well no one said she was an excellent roleplayer.

It was safe to say that any smack that made her backside look like a pond in which someone just dropped a stone was a hard one. It felt so too, hard. As her bottom danced at the back, “Unh..” a muffled whimper came through her widened nostrils. “Oh I can't be, suspended,” she said, thinking that Robin was hardly bad at this, at having a spankee over his knee.

“Rachel?” She mouthed. For some reason, it sounded odd when he used his alias in the tower. In terms of drawing her away from her superhero self, and putting her in a new place, it was a smart trick actually.

Her wide bottom bounced another time. He’d surely elected to skip the warmup and just start with proper hits. “Yes!” The bright student Rachel agreed, with a hint of pain mixed in her cracked voice. “That wouldn't be good. I should rather obey the school rules.” Laying her onto a pentagram.. She didn't know if he was making those up on the spot, or if he was saying things he’d pondered before this at some point.

[zenith]

Robin was making this up as he went along. He never had thought he'd be spanking Raven today, or ever really. He knew that some preferred more rubbing or squeezing, but he wasn't sure if Raven wanted that. And since she wanted him to be confident, he guessed that she wanted something more disciplinary in nature. And that was what she was guessing. And he heard all the right answers. That she was agreeing with him and promised that she would be good.

He spanked her again and nodded his head. "I am happy that you understand your position," he said as he spanked her again. "And let me be clear. I do not care if the pentagram and demons are related or not. The fact of the matter is that you shouldn't be practicing anything forbidden. You know this," he said as he spanked her backside again. Her leotard was protecting him from the full force of his punishment or she would surely have handprints on her pale cheeks by now. Even so, her pale backside was starting to turn pink from the spankings, indicating that his punishment was at least physically effective.

"And yes, Rachel. I know you prefer to be called Raven, but when you're here, over my knee and being punished, your name is Rachel," he said firmly as he spanked her again. "You are not a magician or witch or anything. You're a student. And someone in trouble," he said as he spanked her again. The idea was that she was in his power. That her magic wouldn't protect her from being punished. He could do whatever he wanted to her.

He spanked her again. "Now then, since you agreed so readily, I could just stop now, but I think ten more spanks should convince you to wash that pentagram away and never open those books for this sort of thing ever again," he figured as he lifted both hands and cracked his knuckles.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"There. I think that is enough. And i am sure your bottom thinks so too," he said as he looked down at her once pale backside, now glowing red. "You will go to the corner and stand there for an additional ten minutes and then your punishment will be complete," he added to her as he gave her back a more gentle rub. He knew it was shorter than she probably expected, but he didn't want to cause bruises and it was her first time. He needed to make sure he didn't go too far. Once the ten minutes were up, he expected she'd probably give feedback.

[Tangerine]

Confident. Yea. That was what she had said. Regarding having an air of confidence, he didn't fail to fulfill that request. As if he had practised it beforehand. Surely, he didn't seem to have the common fears that would accompany someone who had the most dangerous and capable half-demon in the world on his lap. But then again, she didn't look terribly dangerous while bent over someone's knees.

As she received another one, her brows arched upwards, her cheeks raising on her face and lips widening into a grimace. “I suppose I do.” Understanding her place didn't have the same kinky ring as being put in place, but it worked as a phrase she liked to hear in these types of ordeals. “Listening.” She lent an ear to what else he had to say on the matter. The smack she suddenly received made his words more convincing. Her head shot back. She took a shaky breath as her bum cheeks bounced about. “Right!” She exclaimed with the impact. “Should have known better than to break the rules.”

Her leotard didn't provide her bottom with much protection actually. It didn't cover it fully either. There wasn't anything special about the fabric, other than being a good fit. It was rather his own gloves that prevented her from carrying Robin’s handprints in a more distinct fashion. Other than that, she was already getting pink back there. Which couldn't be considered that big of an achievement anyway given her fair complexion.

That same pinkness was also the reason she didn't argue against embracing her other name. He would probably whisper Rachel in the future when they weren't alone to subtly remind her of this day and what they did.

Well he wasn't wrong. She wasn't being a magic user right now. Without it, she was only as durable as a stubborn 19-year-old with a big tush who exercised on occasion. Leaving herself defenceless allowed her to enjoy it fully when her full bum was used. And while enjoying it, it was easy and natural for Rachel to affirm what was said. “A student in training!” she exclaimed. And she wasn't exclaiming because Robin’s ears didn't hear well. “Can be only a Halloween witch.” All show, no power. She was probably going to cringe at those statements later on.

Ten more, it seemed. A nice, round number. For her round assets. “Oh..” She could hear him getting prepared back there, cracking fingers and such. It brought a sense of anticipation. In the meantime, she held onto the chair in preparation herself.

The first few smacks made her squeeze the furniture harder. Her lips twitched, her legs tightening. “Hoo!” Rachel started to yelp upon getting more. Her cheeks sprang and her body rocked. “Ow. Ow! Oww!” Her bent legs rose behind her swatted tush. While her legs were as pale as usual, her bottom was getting colour. “H-ah! Oop!” As her soft buttocks bounced, her uneasy legs did their own thing and moved about independently.

Her lips were rounded while she took some quick breaths. Once Robin stopped, she got to feel the pulsing she had all over her bum better. She soon carried that pulsing large bum and moved over to the corner. It faced the room while its owner stared at the wall. Was it his strength, or swiftness? Regardless, she had truly felt those last set of smacks.

Although still in the corner, Raven turned around. It felt nice to press her bottom against the relatively chill wall. Her arousal was still in place. And she didn't seem to be complaining about the pain. So everything was OK. “Still want to watch me,” in a little dance of sorts, she rubbed herself up and down against the wall, “get down and clean it?” A purple glow appeared under her bed. Not all of it was visible, but one of the fives arms of a circled star could be seen sticking out under the mattress.

[zenith]

Robin watched as Raven obeyed him and raised an eyebrow. He really wasn't used to her being this obedient. Okay, he knew that she would listen to his commands when fighting. He was the leader and that was bornal, but this was different. This was more like she wanted him to order her around and for her to submit to his power. He assumed that maybe, maybe, she submitted to him because she was a half demon sorceress. Maybe she found the idea of being punished by someone weaker hot. It wouldn't surprise him.

And then he saw her rub her body up and down the wall and then saw the magic glow. He could see the pentagram and looked almost amused. This was a bit different. Now it felt more like she was trying to seduce Robin. It wasn't something he minded, but it wasn't what he really expected either. He rubbed his chin and considered how to respond.

"Rachel, turn around. You will stand, facing the corner for ten minutes. I will tell you when to stop," he ordered her. "Now, you stay there while i get the cleaning supplies. I'm happy you reminded me, because yes, you will be cleaning everything," he promised her as he left to go to the cleaning cabinet. He returned and placed a mop bucket, bottle of soap and a sponge on the ground. The bucket made a loud "thunk" as it hit the ground, and the sound of water splashing was audible.

"Keep holding. I will tell you when ten minutes have passed," he ordered her. It felt a little weird, seeing Raven like this. His best guess was that she was finally giving into her submissive desires. And if she wanted to be punished and have him make her clean, he wondered where the rest of her desires lay. He supposed that Raven would be sharing them, sooner or later.

And, true to his word, Robin waited ten minutes before he nodded his head. "Enough," he said as he stared at the goth. "That's ten minutes. Rachel, go ahead and start cleaning. Do not atop until everything is spotless," he ordered as he snapped his fingers. "Since you managed to get the pentagram under the bed, I imagine you can remove it from there too," he added.

[Tangerine]

Monsters under the bed. She didn't have those. There was no pentagram either, despite what they talked about throughout her spanking. Well there was one now, glowing brightly like blasphemy. To cause some predictable trouble probably.

Her back against the wall still, she stared at him. “As you wish,” she ended up saying after a while of ominous glaring. Her freshly beaten bottom presented itself once more when she turned around again. It wasn't awfully fun to just stand there facing the wall. It was a complimentary punishment though, commonly practised.

Admittedly, she wasn’t quick to discard the idea that he might use this opportunity to just leave to spend the rest of the day away from this odd incident. But he did return. And her bottom welcomed him in the same position. It sounded like he’d brought some items too. Some cleaning supplies.

“It felt longer,” she said and got out of her little corner. On paper, there wasn't anything awfully peculiar about someone cleaning her own room. However, wearing a close-fitting leotard tended to make things tricky.

She walked up to him first. “You’re getting used to this. Ordering me around.” Inches below the jewel on her forehead, her eyes narrowed. “Just remember I can send people to other dimensions.” Next to that, floor cleaning must have been less than a walk in the park for someone like her. Well she supposed it had to be manual labor this time though. “I can remove any stain.”

With some red stains on her arse, she got to work then. First, she pushed the bed away to uncover the whole shape. Making sure Robin was right behind her, she sank to her knees and hands on the floor. The sponge was dipped and soap was added. Though she doubted he cared too much about those parts. Anyhow, she held the sponge with both hands, pressed against the floor. She drew it back and forth. From the knee up, her whole body moved with it. A little above the floor, the knelt heroine’s jutting bum moved forward, and came back. The bottom edge of her leotard subsequently went between her cheeks and got out in the process. As a demon, she was scrubbing a pentagram at a human’s command. “Tell me to work faster,“ she suggested, apparently enjoying the irony.

[zenith]

Robin nodded his head. "Comes with the job. As a leader, I am used to telling others what to do," he commented as he shrugged his shoulders. Despite the threat, he didn't think that she meant it. He was sure that she enjoyed being commanded. And she probably wanted more orders. He still didn't know what to make of this, but he did enjoy the idea of her collared and obeying him. And when she asked to be commanded to work faster, he was only happy to order her further.

"Rachel, that is not fast enough. You will clean it faster and harder," he ordered. He was tempted to just order her to use her body as a sponge, but he had a feeling that would be too much, too soon. If she wanted to be naked in front of him, she would probably give some sort of signal.

What signal was clear was that she was happy to put on a show for him. She clearly enjoyed showing off her massive ass to him. And he was only to happy to watch the show. He looked amused as he saw her backside move up and down. "Now Rachel, have you learned your lesson yet?" He asked her. "You should be well aware that further transgressions will be punished harshly," he warned her.

He knew that Raven would probably be curious about what these other punishments would be and he didn't really know good ones. The fact of the matter is that he wasn't sure how far she wanted to go in general. Clearly she wanted to show off her body for him and she enjoyed being submissive and spanked. He was unaware that she wanted to be tamed like a demon and ordered around more. He truly didn't know just how much that she wanted.