The Spank-Happy One! (for QuintMC)

In a world full of individuals with their own unique types of superpowers, there was one. Yes, only one individual out of billions of people on earth who can’t use his powers like the rest of them, and unfortunately for the rest of the world, he’s extremely spank-happy and…kind of dense! His name is Rich. A brown skinned 18 year old boy with a white hoodie and black pants who was on his way to meet his trainer so he could improve on his striking power for…obvious reasons.

The boy reaches the dojo where his trainer remains dormant and opens the door to peek inside. “Heyoo!” Rich says.

[QuintMC]

"Can't you knock sometime?" Was the response from inside.


In the middle of the dojo was his trainer. Tanned complexion, black hair done in a bun, dark green sports bra and matching shorts. Name: Liza. Like usual when Rich failed to do so, she was sternly staring at him for his usual bad habit. Still, such annoyance quickly faded away to shrugging. "Anyways, good day, Rich. How are you?"

Rich rolls his eyes from the response he gets from Liza, why knock when you can just walk in?

“Heh, I’m feelin’ “rich” today! Hah!” The boy says with the usual bad puns Liza has heard…maybe too many times. “You know what I’m here for! I haven’t been able to work on my striking power for a while since I’ve been busy with a load of missions, but I’ve got time now!”

[QuintMC]

"Ergh, can't you get better material..." Liza muttered, but shaking her head. One of these days she'll have to send Rich over to good joke book. "Very well, then I'm guessing you're eager to star the usual routine then? Alright, then go get a chair from the corner." She said, pointing to where stacks of folded chairs were. While most these days wouldn't bother with training someone without a 'power' of their own...Liza found it as an opportunity to test herself as a trainer.

Rich walks over to the corner, grabbing a chair and placing it right next to his trainer. “Alright, I got the chair since you were too lazy to get up and get it yourself!” The boy jokingly says as he takes a seat and pats his lap. “It’s been awhile, you sure your tush is ready for this?”

[QuintMC]

"Oi, don't forget how easily the situation could be reversed." Liza said and it wasn't an empty threat. Her power revolved around bursts of immense power. If she felt like it, she could use it no problem to teach her cheeky student a lesson. However, instead she went over and went over his lap. "Yeah, it's fine. Trust me I can take a lot, especially if it's just mere slaps from you." she said, trying to goad him into giving it his all.

“Oh, pffftt” Rich says while rolling his eyes. Rich knows his master is extremely powerful, but he finds it kinda fun to press her buttons every now and then. “You may be more powerful, but you’re the one over my lap right now.” Rich whispers under his breath, purposely disregarding the fact that Liza let’s him do this.

Rich begins to spank his master with just pats for a little since Liza’s bottom has a wonderful way of bouncing!

[QuintMC]

Siiiiiiiiiigh, this guy just had to be a jokester. Well, whatever, not like she really cared that much. Growing comfortable over his lap, he awaited the expected firm slaps...only to look exasperated as her (admittedly shapely) bottom was bounced mere pats. "Oi, what happened to you wanting to test your striking power!?"

“Jeez I’m just warming up! Definitely no other reason…” Rich says, continuing with the warm up pats. While he is just warming up before the real deal, he likes the way his master’s bottom can bounce! And unless you’re an enemy of Rich, he’ll practically always do something like this!

[QuintMC]

"Uh-huh..." She wasn't blind!! She was aware of how much people (and Rich) tend to glance at her backside at times. While she didn't particularly mind, when it came to training she rather people go out from the get go. "Come on, let's go!! Or would you like to be placed on dojo sweeping duty again?"