Multiversal Grudge Match (for Dezmok)

The crater they had started in was behind them now. Realizing that Zoey was bent on some kind of end destination, Ellie became determined to ensure she never gets there.

Unfortunately, there was little she could do besides struggle in place, her legs kicking out cutely behind her as she continued trying to fight her way off of Zoey's shoulder.

"Did your bitchiness take time to cultivate? Or were you born with it?!" Ellie quipped back. She grunted annoyingly afterwards, the feeling of Zoey's hand on her nearly exposed thigh doing little to help her mood.

Words were not her friend currently. Yet, fighting back seemed to do little besides make more of a target out of her stripped and defenseless backside as it wiggled left and right the more she squirmed.

[Dezmok]

"I'm gunna take that as a no" Zoey sighed, while giving herself a sharp boost and letting Ellie fall, back first, onto the hood of the car.

She then quickly turned Ellie over onto her stomach and pulled her waist towards the end of the hood so that her legs were hanging off and her bottom was accessible.

One sharp slap had left a feint pink mark on her pale cheek, Zoey noticed, and it was a small mark at that.

"Ya know, if you weren't too cool for panties you may have been able to save yourself some embarrassment" Zoey lied, she had decided the spanking would get to her bare bottom about 2 minutes into their fight.

She punctuated her taunt with a smack, hitting both buttocks and delivering a satisfying sound of impact. Zoey knew it was a bit vengeful, maybe even petty, but the sight and sound of Ellie's jiggling cheeks felt like justice after their interaction.

"Can you please shut the-!" Ellie began to lash back, but had no time to finish her sentence before she was abruptly swerved and dismounted from Zoey's shoulder.

With an ungraceful "crash," Negasonic was sprawled out over the top of a steel car hood. Almost instantly, she scrambled to get back up.

Her efforts were cut short as Zoey pulled her towards her. "Let GO of me!" Ellie demanded, kicking her foot against the front of the car a few stern times.

The following comments flustered her to no end. "W-Well, my suit is skintight, dumbass, it-it's not like I can fit them underneath or anything-!" She cut herself off at the realization that she had no need to justify herself.

Her struggling did little more than annoy, though. With her buttocks now left propped up and firmly pinned, Ellie looked over her shoulder just in time to see Zoey's hand raise over her backside.

The quiet city was lit up with a echoing "SMACK" that passed through the many empty doorways and windows, Ellie yelping "G-AAh!" with surprise at the first strike. "Wh-what the fuck, lady?!" She demanded to know what was happening.

Now only in a more demeaning position, Ellie's toned rear end wobbled enticingly as a light pink print spread across her cheeks, matching the fervent blush on her cross expression.

[Dezmok]

"I really don't know much about this arrangement, well, more than you obviously, but I'm not sure if my job would be considered done with you still lipping off like that.

Zoey delivered 10 methodical slaps, alternating between each cheek and sometimes venturing lower to Ellie upper thighs that were still partially protected by the jumpsuit.

"Let me know if your're learning your lesson, I don't have a lot of practice spanking children like yourself"
She said in a bored tone, while actually taking interest in the gradual change of Ellie's bottom pigment

Ellie's eyes shrunk. "THIS was your 'job?!'" She asked. "God, g-get off of me! If you're not gonna kill me or-r anything, than let me g-!"

Once again, Ellie found her mouthy retorts to be silenced as stinging swats met again and again with her curvaceous, youthful bottom. Her rear swayed more and more with every strike, only fueling the sick feel of humiliation in her stomach worse and worse the more Zoey continued.

"I-!" She started, cut off by a firm strike to her left cheek. "B-But," She tried again, for the same result. "Gah-!" Another swipe prompted a pained reaction from her as her upper buttocks began to turn red. "W-Why!?" She finally spat out.

"I'm learning the lesson that you're a total freak! A-And I'm not a fucking child, so let go of me!" Ellie demanded again, this time fighting back against the grip on her waist by throwing one hand back to cover herself.

[Dezmok]

Zoey grabbed her wrist and forced the hand behind Ellie's back.

She scowled at Negasonic's words and used her free hand to brutally rip her jumpsuit open more, revealing her thighs and most of her back.


She raised her hand onto the air but held it there and said quitely

"Wait... do you hear that?"

Feeling her wrist wrapped tightly under Zoey’s firm hold, Ellie pulled against her grip the whole way, making it a struggle for the older woman to pin her hand onto the flat of her back.

Now with little ability to fight back, all the mutant could do was push against the side-walk with both feet, trying desperately to push herself off of the car hood.

Zoey held her tight, though, shoving her back down onto the steel front with an uncomfortable “Ump-hh!” as she landed.

She laid still in this slightest moment to recover from the unpleasant fall - just long enough for her resistance to be punished as her clothes were torn like shreds behind her, exposing the upper flat of her back and even more of her youthful lower body.

Mortified, Negasonic sputtered “Wh-what the fuck?!” and started fighting back further.

With no traction on the ground and no use of her hands, though, all this did was shift her hips back and forth across the cold, hard metal.

Her rear end swayed left and right as if creating a moving target for the open palm that cast a shadow over the top of it.

The list of people Ellie was willing to listen to right now had a natural bias against women who bend naked strangers over cars, but she begrudgingly opened an ear out to her question. 90% sure it was a trick, but at least 10% hopeful it meant a distraction was coming.

“Hear ‘what,’ you… mangy freak?” Ellie grumbled, trying to get a hold on the end of the car with one of her feet as she spoke.

[Dezmok]

"I was going to say the silence, but you ruined it"

She said feigning disappointment while bringing her hand down in a barrage that was, perhaps, slightly more exaggerated because of Negasonic's 'mangy comment.

The first five smacks weren't planned or calculated, just a release of frustration that landed indiscriminately on Ellie's vulnerable rear.

Soon, Zoey regained some composure and started rotating from cheek to cheek and then upper-thigh to upper-thigh, in a controlled circular rage.

She stopped at the 15th swat, giving Negasonic the benefit of the doubt and trying to listen for the silence that may indicate that she has begun to learn her lesson.

“Well, then that was a stupid fucking thing to ask, wasn’t it?” Ellie rolled her eyes, before making a second attempt to sit back up.

One that was thwarted by a onslaught of uninvited strikes to her helpless tush.

Zoey’s hand returned again and again to pepper her pale white rear end, leaving a little pink stamp every time she swung it down and bounced it off of the heroine’s ample behind.

Such a constant stream of stinging impacts again and again left Negasonic speechless for once, biting her lip as she tried to fight back against the building heat in her throbbing bottom.

It began to get the best of her, as Zoey targeted her more sensitive spots. “Mm-gg-aggh!” She wailed with frustration, violently thrashing her hips left and right as she tried to break free of the zombie huntress’s grasp.

Nothing seemed to work, the more she fought back. By the time Zoey finally paused, she was breathing heavily from such an exercise in escape attempts, a violent rage burning inside of her body.

“Fuck you, bitch!” She lashed out with fury, banging her forehead against the roof of the car to vent her frustration.

[Dezmok]

"Jesus" Zoey said releasing Ellie's wrist and grabbing the back of her hair to stop her banging
"If you're going to throw a tantrum that's fine, but try not to concuss yourself. " She warned before placing a hand on one of Ellie's glutes to feel the warmth and inspect its progress to pinkness.

Not very warm, not very red, Zoey was going to have to hear this girl's shouting for some time.


Unless.....


She kept holding Ellie's hair while pressing her elbow down on her back to keep her on the car. With her free hand she began to take of her belt.