Mighty of an Angel

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

Luckily, the angel didnt need to worry about anything creamy on her soft thighs. The knight might be drunk and a little forward, but he has enough self control over that front. "Hey, I thought you didnt want to see me in such a state of undress" He retorted. using sarcasm to try and submerge his feelings of embarrassment for now.

The knight lightly exhaled through his nose as he lifted his legs up more for the angel. Creating a 90 degree angle, with his round buttocks facing out towards the ironically named angel. He had no problems following instructions, even if it was humiliating for him. However her remarks were starting to get on his nerves just a bit.

Luckily he didnt have to focus on that much more as he felt the first real swat to his bottom cheeks. The resulting smack created a sharp smack as his cheeks jiggled from impact, developing a pink hand print already. Due to the loud music and commotion from the party, no one had heard the spank. "I am sorry for drinking so much....Promise I wont do it again?" He said, still feeling awkward about this entire scenario as two more blows fell onto his cheeks. Each bottom cheek thanking the angel by wobbling for her viewing pleasure.

[Tangerine]

Just like it was a sinful act to show an angel his bum out of the blue, not presenting it when ordered to would have been so as well. She saw no contradiction or hypocrisy in staring at the bare arse she’d scolded him for greeting her with. There was some progress though. She was pleased with his apology. Granted, it was only about drinking, but his compliance was promising.

“Alright. Splendid. It wasn't that hard, was it?” Mercy nodded. “I forgive you then. Actually…” In quick succession, she slapped his right bum. Then the left one. And another one for the left side. “Now you're forgiven.” Walking around the table, she returned to her holy book. “At the same time, drinking too much before receiving an angel is your easiest crime to atone for,” she explained while flipping through pages. It was a rather thick magic book that practically included anything she might need while fulfilling her duty as a clemency agent from the sky.

“There… Implements,” she tapped her forefinger against the section title before she flipped more pages. Each had an ornate drawing with a description written under it. “Let’s see… Hm. No, that's for measuring.. That belongs on your foot.. That's just a tree branch, I think?.. That's obviously to untangle your hair…” Since she lacked the patience to go through more makeshift implements and eventually reach the paddles section, Mercy ended up just opting for the last one. She pushed her hand into the page. The drawing came to life, and she pulled out a fancy hairbrush.

“Anyway, your biggest crime is to be in possession of a potentially prohibited artefact.” She squinted at her bouncy target. “Where did you get that?” Although she didn't exclaim, she used the paddle to punctuate her question. She swung it swiftly, whacking his big bum with it. “Oh?! Was yesterday’s drinking in celebration of a successful theft?!” The oval shaped object hit Allias’ raised bottom again, harder this time.

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

Even as crass as it was to show his rump towards an angel, especially a lady, the knight still felt this was unfair. He was sleeping! Its not like he purposefully set this up so he could moon her with his large rear. That would be worth a paddling. Still, her authority was the main driving factor that allowed himself to be placed in this situation

Smack!
Smack!
Smack!

Aliias grunted as every strike made his round bottom jiggle and bounce. It was funny, at first he was going to complain that being placed legs up while completely naked was making him cold. That was slowly going away as his cheeks started to develop a slight sting that was only growing by every swat. He wanted to roll his eyes at Mercy's bratty behavior, but he was smart enough to know not to antagonize your spanker.

"Implements?" He asked, his eyes going wide as he saw the angelic being summon not only a regal book, but a regal looking paddle to boot. He could tell that this was going to hurt, alot. "I didnt steal anything. That AH! w-was from a successfully slaying a dragon. Gah!" Allias yelped, his hindquarter vulnerable to the hard swats from the paddle. "I found the emerald necklace at the dragon's lair! I didnt know it could summon angels!" Tho at this point it felt like he was with a demon.

[Tangerine]

Using a hairbrush seemed to be working wonders for him, so she decided to keep holding it. “Hm,” Mercy inspected the raised lower half of the pale knight more, pale except for the regions she made less so. “You don't look like someone who’s gone against dragon breath?” she inquired.

Spinning on her heel, she positioned herself beside him, facing away. Her right arm wrapped his lifted legs to make sure his bum stayed in place. It was kinda like carpet beating then. She gave each cheek three good smacks in turn. The back of the hairbrush slammed into them. Swiftly at that, as the total of those smacks were administered within a few seconds.

To observe the result, Mercy backed away some and looked at his backside. “Well you look like now,” she remarked, tapping the implement against her palm. “So you’re saying you’ve saved me from being summoned and enslaved by a dragon?” And since she was positive that would make him imagine a bound angel in a dragon’s lair, she hairbrush’ed his bottom one more time.

“It’s no excuse though. Not knowing what it did. It’s like shooting an arrow at someone and apologising that you didn’t know how bows worked.” At the same time, this was half about apologising and half about being forgiven. Not scot-free of course. “Alright, you may put your legs down,” Mercy said, “and bend over there instead.”

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

If you had asked Allias would he rather fight against that dragon again, alone this time or go back over Mercy's knee. He would have a hard time deciding which would be less painful. For a small plank of wood, it packed alot of punch on his backside.

"Dragon's breath?" He asked before gasping out from another sharp smack to his round rear.

Every smack making him try with all his might to stay the position, knowing that if he broke it then Mercy wouldnt be too happy. Luckily for him, Mercy helped him stay in the embarrassing diaper position, so all he needed to do was just take the "just" punishment.

"Isnt that a bit unfair? To treat the person who saved you so harshly?" Allias asked, before being rewarded with another couple swats to his burning backside. He let out a sigh of relief hearing that he can set his sore legs down now. Hissing tho as now all of his weight was centered on his bottom.

Tho said relief only lasted for a while as Mercy told him to bend over. A new position meaning a new assortment of spanks and smacks. He let out a sigh, slowly bending over the bed and presenting his round, pink rump to his newly found punisher. "Would it be rude to ask if we are close to being done?" He asked, turning his head back towards the angel.