Beating obedience into the Activist(For Manny Malkavian)

[Friskspanker]

Things weren't well in this Country, with the Freedom party around.





The Party arose with promises to end the Riots, the Whines for politcal correctness and to restore America to its 'Great State'. After a Year soon the Democratic aspects of the election were slowly eroded away. Corporations were basically made the Government, and we're allowed free reign. Police were given Direct Control over there cities, to allow 'Better Enforcement'. Soon officials sympathetic to the Party were placed in power in Nearby countries, and the Result was the 'North American Union' being born.




One of the View things that stood, was the Internet.
People could still talk on there and such. And then there was a particular thorn in the Governments side recently, the online group 'Mistiri', a rebel group of hackers who had been exposing certain things the state really wanted to keep secret or releasing Videos inspiring rebellion.





Luckily, they recently caught the Leader of this organization. And they decided that perhaps they wouldn't have too hunt the rest down, just make a good example of the Head.





So, they put him under the Jurisdiction of a....Certain Agent.





Agent Jacob Smith was an Adult, Black smooth hair, blue eyes, and a Black suit with a Tie. He was smoking as he looked down from the Window at the Edge of the Hallway, viewing the Filming of one of the Most watched shows in America, 'Spare the Rod', where rebellious women were put in Bikinis and given floggings to the Cameras delight.





He then turned around and started walking to the Room the 'Rebel Leader' was in, agent Smith had a sort of, 'Strategy' so to Speak. He was a Firm believer in the parties 'Strong rule the Weak' stance, and had a way of showing it. His expertise was that he enjoyed taking Young activists, and inflicting Corporal punishment upon them. Beating them across there backsides til they sobbed, but also having creative ways to Humiliate them, to find ways to embarrass them. He loved making these whiny, entitled rebels squirm with a painful reality check that the world wasn't there Safe space.




He opened the Door to see his Newest Victim.

[Silverstone]

The boy inside, sitting in the corner, looked up at him.
It was a proud look, without fear, it was no coincidence that he was the leader of that telematic revolt.
His name was unknown, he called himself Atlas, a code name.
The regime's cyber terror that had long been faceless.
Many were surprised to find that this leader was such a young and delicate boy.

Yet the evidence against him was undeniable.

Atlas, Daniel Fergus in the registry office, had spent long hours alone in that cell wondering what they wanted to do.
But above all to wonder who had sold him. Because it was certain that it was so, the regime could never have found it if some of its own had not betray him.

[Friskspanker]

Agent Smith rolled his eyes seeing the Boys rebellious or Brave expression. Before walking inside and closing the door behind him. This was an effeminate boy....Would make Crushing him under the authorities boot even more fun



He walked into the Cell and took a seat in front of the Boy.




"Hello kid....My name is Agent Smith" he said, "I just want to speak on a few things....clarify them to you, I'm the one who's going to be in charge of....Handling you, and before I do, I wanted to let you get a word in....How do you think I'm going to torture you, and why did you do what you did?" He asked, he couldn't wait to Suprise him with what he was planning to do to him.

[Silverstone]

Daniel held his gaze.
His hazel eyes betrayed for a moment the disquiet that the officer's words had caused him.
"With violence, the only thing you know how to do", he finally says, contemptuous. "The only way you have to control people. You are pathetic. Anything you do to me won't stop the revolution." Hisses .

[Friskspanker]

Smith smirked as he saw the brief moment of Concern that slipped before he put the bravery mask back on.




"With some Violence yes, but I'm afraid contrary to what you and the others in your 'Know it all' youth think, we don't just use That....I specialize in Using psychological torment, in Humiliating people" he said, before he stood up. He then grabbed the Collar of his shirt and pulled him upwards.
"This is gonna Hurt like hell of course, but Not in the way your likely expecting" he said as he pulled him over to the Bars of the Cell, and pulled out some Handcuffs. Attaching one wrist to one bar and the other Wrist to another. He then glanced at a nearby guard from outside the cell, a Slender female Guard who was fairly attractive with red hair, she walked over and gave a smirk before pulling out a shock baton and activating it, Bringing it Close to Daniels.....Private Area. This was to Force him too push his backside outwards.



"You see....Were not gonna torture you the Conventional way, cause your not some intimidating, allusive enemy of the state, your not the ruthless rebel leader....you are, a naughty boy" he Said as he started to Pat Daniels backside, giving his pants clad rear a Sqeeze. "So I plan to Treat you like one" he said

[Silverstone]

Daniel was thin, even opposing strenuous resistance, the army man had managed to lift and move him without even struggling.

Shake his wrists, tugging on the handcuffs. "Fuck you!", He hisses.
It isn't known whether that stubbornness is actual courage, stupidity or pride.
Maybe all of it.

He hisses a curse when the woman approaches, forcing him to move his lower belly away from that shaft.
He didn't want to find out what would happen if it touched him.
In that position Daniel was unable to escape that unwanted touch without coming into contact with the truncheon.
So the only possible thing to do was give the soldier a fiery look.
"I bet you'd do it for free, pervert," he exclaims, a note of uncertainty creeping into his voice

[Friskspanker]

The agent sighed at the Boys attempt to remain strong or rebellious, but could hear how he was growing uncertain with His tone



"Are you still going to Try being rebellious or Snarky?....I admire the determination I'll admit that" he said before he lifted his hand and gave a Firm and Brutal smack across the Seat of the Rebels pants

[Silverstone]

A groan of disappointment was the only response he received, for a long moment.
The man, with the previous squeeze, will have sensed a thin and delicate body under those layers of clothes, through which the blow had arrived muffled.
It certainly wasn't the body of someone used to pain or punishment.

"You don't scare me," Daniel said through his teeth. But he was starting to sweat cold, with the woman forcing him to stay in position, he could not even escape that unexpected punishment.
His breathing was significantly faster than it was initially

[Friskspanker]

The Agent felt how delicate or Fragile the Boys body felt through the previous sqeeze, it made him look forward to this, too breaking the Boys will and putting him through this torment, he smirked as he heard the Boys increased breathing despite his attempt at bravery



He began a pattern of patting the Boys backside, giving it a Few squeezes now and then. To build some more anxiety and humiliation



"Kid, i know your terrified, i know you've never actually dealt with huge amounts of pain" he explained before he slapped his bottom again
"Take as long as you want trying to be the tough guy....before this is over, I'm gonna break that whole persona to pieces" he said as he started to make a pattern, raising his hand and slapping it down across the backside of the Handsome young rebel, then doing so again, ans again, and again, his firm hand abusing his body to implement the tyrannies dicipline

[Silverstone]

Daniel grits his teeth, fingers tightening around the bars, holding on to them.

The man's blows make him feel muffled moans, but the pain is still bearable for the moment.

What burns him the most are the groping. In addition to the humiliation of being forced to maintain that position, with the butt pushed out, due to the guard outside.

His pale face was flushed with the shame of that treatment. "You won't succeed," he hissed. He was young and naive and had a little too much faith in his moral fiber...