The Unexplored (For Frankfly)

Kit shrugged. "Nah, they're not. It's the captain's personal choice. She prefers this type of discipline. Says it works better than confining people to their rooms and half rationing..." she poked at her cold soup. "Despite the fact that I only have half a meal sitting in front of me... grrr!"

The captain's hard demeanor softened a little and she pat the young woman's hand. "Tipi, it's okay. We all make mistakes. I know this is embarrassing, but it will be over quickly and afterwards, we won't speak of this again. All I ask is that you don't give me a reason to do this with you often." She sighed. "Now, please lay over my lap. For your actions, you are going to receive twenty five strokes with the brush, over your uniform. If you block or struggle too much, I am going to give you an extra ten on the bare. Understood?"

[FrankFly]

Tipi wanted to argue that this was the first time she had ever had received a reprimanding of any kind on the ship, and that it was going to extremes to spank her for her first misdemeanor, but no sound escaped the Taelon woman's lips. She both appreciated and disliked the captain's sudden, motherly demeanor. While Tipi was indeed, very worried about her inevitable punishment, the fact that the woman was talking to her like this made her feel like a small child who was about to get a punishment from her parent.

"I-I understand," Tipi whispered, blinking tears of fear out of her eyes. At least it wasn't going to be on the bare, she thought, gently lowering herself down across the captain's lap, her wide bottom nervously awaiting the barbaric-looking brush's bite. She had never been so embarrassed before, and knew that memories of this event were going to follow her for quite some time... Especially if her crew members, namely Kit, found out about it...

Speaking of Kit, Lady, the android, was still thoroughly perplexed by the fox.

"I still do not understand. How is a 'spanking' an effective form of discipline?" she asked in her monotone.

"It's not," chimed in Delra, whose face was still on the screen. Obviously, she had been eavesdropping on their conversation. "Trust me, they don't work. Anyone who says they do is full of crap."

Lady wasn't really sure what the term 'full of crap' meant, but understood that the navigator's views conflicted with the captain's. The android glanced at the fox curiously, seeing if she... he... it had a comment about that. Observing her crew was sometimes the best way to learn.

The captain nodded and lowered her down over her knees, taking hold of her hips with her free hand, resting the large brush against her cheeks. "Thank you for making this easy." She nodded and raised the heavy implement above her head, bringing it down in a straight, practiced arc. SMACK!" it impacted her cheek, nice and hard, making it bounce. SMACK! she repeated the motion on her opposite cheek, to similar effect. Soon, she was in a slow, steady rhythm, switching from one buttock to the other.

Kit snorted slightly. "It's about fifty fifty for me." She grinned. "Hehe, besides, the captain has quite an arm, Delra. Tell me, how hard did you cry last time she took you into her room? hehehe."

"Um, um," chimed in a shy, quiet voice over the intercom, "I-I find it very effective." It was Lanka, their engineer. "Um, last time I was paddled, I really didn't want to mess up again, so I worked very hard to make sure I was doing a good job."

[FrankFly]

Tipi lowered her head and began to whimper each time the huge brush made contact with her spandex-clad rear. She could feel her wobble with each strike, and this knowledge embarrassed the cabin girl to no end.

"C-Captain... I'm sorry," Tipi said for a second time. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes, from the humiliation rather than pain, although the brush definitely stung, even through her suit. She was determined not to struggle against the captain, as she did not want to feel the paddle on her bare bottom. Still, she couldn't help but squirm a little as the rhythmic swats continued to fall. Punishments such as this were unheard of on her planet, but being a crew member on Amia Minxe's ship, she quickly learned about them, even though she had never had to endure one.

Meanwhile, Delra's face had become a bright red.

"I-I didn't cry," Delra insisted, scowling at the fox through her holo screen. "Anyway, Lady, spankings might be effective if your a huge wimp. Like Lanka."

To Delra, the best way to get over being embarrassed was to do the same to someone else. She had grown up being a bit of a bully... Indeed, the color had already disappeared from the pink-haired woman's cheeks.

Lady watched silently as the crew continued to talk. Yes, she learned from them, but at times, they could be terrible influences on her...

Amia nodded. "I know. Don't worry, we're almost halfway there," she said, landing a slap on each of her sit spots as the spanking continued. She kept careful count in her head of every slap she gave the cabin girl, to make sure that she was not going over or going any harder or softer than was necessary.

Kit smirked at Delra. "Says the woman who still cries whenever she watches 'All My Planets.'" she taunted.

Lanka flushed a little bit. "I am not a wimp. I just know better than to upset the captain, a-and you two should know better too."

Kit rolled his eyes. "Oh, I know better, I just find it very, very boring to be a good little soldier all the time, hehe. "Besides, a few smacks on the butt is nothing to deter me from, say, dipping Delra's hand in warm water while she's sleeping."

[FrankFly]

Tipi winced as the captain landed two particularly stinging smacks on her sit spots. She didn't like this very much at all, but knew it would be far worse if the captain had an angry demeanor. Instead, Amia had chosen to go for a much more kind approach to the punishment, which was exactly the kind of attitude one had to take when dealing with a girl like Tipi. Still, despite the kindness, her bottom was definitely starting to sting a good deal.

"Aaaah!" she yelped softly, still trying to keep some of her dignity, as a very well placed paddle stroke hit her backside. She couldn't help but squirm a bit harder. Even though she was actively trying to hold her position and be a good little spankee, her natural instinct was to escape from that which was causing her pain.

Meanwhile, the color in Delra's face had returned.

"I-I don't watch junk like that," she muttered quietly. How had that wretched fox found out? "And if I ever catch you in my room, you'll be getting a lot more than a few smacks on the butt" she warned. It was a vague threat, but one she planned to carry out if the situation arouse.

And then the last few smacks landed. They were a touch harder, but that was the last of it. She took a deep breath and laid the nasty implement to the side, rubbing the young alien's back for a moment before she carefully lifted her up and sat her on her lap, letting her sore bottom cheeks hang off the edge of her knee so as not to cause any undue irritation. She gave the young woman a gentle hug and smiled at her. "There... all over," she promised.

Kit grinned. "Now why would I ever wanna venture into that pigsty?" she countered, leaning on his arm. "I wouldn't be surprised if spores were breeding in the vent in that place. Ick!"

[FrankFly]

Tipi had to restrain herself from instinctively reaching back to shield her backside from the captain's cruel brush. She knew that the captain would stay true to her word, but Tipi's bottom felt as though as it hand endured at least forty whacks with the paddle before the captain finally raised her up to a sitting position on her lap. She hugged the captain back, although this action was more to support herself than anything.

"I-It won't happen again, captain," Tipi said quietly, her arms still wrapped gently around her commander. "Um... Captain," the cabin girl began. Something had went through her mind during the spanking... "Um... C-Can you keep the other girls... From teasing me?" Tipi asked, her blue face growing a darker blue as she blushed. Kit and Delra could prove to be unbearable for the easily embarrassed girl.

Out on the bridge, the conversation between the women, the android, and the fox continued.

"A pigsty is a habitat for swine, not spores," Lady said intelligently, looking at Kit. Clearly, she was not one to use colorful language around...

"I'm sure you have your reasons, you scruffy little rat," Delra growled back. "Anyway, you're not in much of a position to talk about my quarters... I had a peek in your room the other day, and I saw something in there that the captain wouldn't appreciate you having..."

The captain sighed and rubbed her back softly. "I can try," she promised. "But I can't make any promises. You know how some of the women on this ship can get." She gave her a soft smile. "But you're a smart girl, I'm sure you'll be just fine."

"Those herbs are... are for medical purposes!" she shouted, growling at the navigator, bearing her fangs a bit.

Lanka cleared her throat slightly. "But uh... Kit, aren't you in perfect health?"

He snorted. "My tail gets sore now and then," she said lamely. For once, her wit was failing her a bit.

[FrankFly]

Tipi was enjoying the captain's gentle hand on her back a little bit more than she would like to admit. Even though she wasn't satisfied with Amia's answer, she would have to try her best to continue with her work normally. However, she wasn't going to climb off the captain's lap until told to do so. She kept her arms around the woman, although she had balanced herself, and really didn't need to anymore.

"I can treat tail soreness," Lady said in her monotone. The android had a wealth of medical knowledge programmed into her, and often served as the crew's doctor when needed.

"Medical or not," Delra began with a smile, knowing that she had found a weak point in the fox's defenses. "I'm fairly certain that intergalactic law prohibits the use of those herbs by organic beings..." Grinning broadly through the holo screen, the pink-haired navigator leaned back in her chair. "So, unless you want a soundly smacked bottom, courtesy of the captain, you had better not cross me."