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request-seasstryu1521-jerr-spanking-seasstryu
Yet another request starring Jerr, a character birthed by the imagination of http://bromanfourman.deviantart.com/ .
However, this piece was requested by http://seasstryu1521.deviantart.com/ starring the one and only Seasstryu~ herself, getting a punishment she had been longing for.
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The open palm landed once more on her behind. She slightly lowered her blood red panties to check the damage in the mirror. She sighed. The skin was barely pink, and there was no exciting burning or tingle in her flesh either.
Seasstryu~ had been longing for a good hard spanking for months, but her boyfriend Jerr didn’t want to hear any of it. She had been nagging him for weeks, playing pranks on him, pulling his hair, trying to at least get some sort of reaction out of him, to set him off.
Nothing seemed to work, though. The last few months Jerr, who is quite an important figure in the hierarchy of hell, had a lot of meetings with the council of Infernal Lords. Seasstryu~ didn’t exactly know what was going on, she didn’t care much either, but apparently it was sooo incredibly important that Jerr just had to neglect his girlfriend to attend every single one of those boring councils. She attended one once, it was nothing but a bunch of old demon lords blabbering on and on about soul distribution and expansion of demonic lairs. So dull.
So that was the reason Seasstryu~ tried to pick up self-spanking, but it just didn’t work out for her. She missed Jerr’s scolding words, his firm hand and his infamous rapid strokes on her bare bottom, and ofcourse the cuddling afterwards.
Spanking herself felt so empty, and made her feel even more lonesome then before.
Self-spanking hadn’t been her only idea, though. She had looked up one of the more infamous tormentors of the doomed souls in the City of Dis, a young, blonde-haired demon and had asked him to take her over his knee. Oh, he had set her bottom on fire alright, but it just wasn’t the same as when Jerr did it. There was no love, no caring.
Seasstryu~ sighed. She looked at herself in the mirror. She didn’t even manage to make herself cry, let alone blush. Her hand carressed her pale bottom once more before pulling her panties back up again.
Outside of her room she heard a lot of bantering passing by. She opened her door and looked outside. Jerr and about a dozen of Infernal Lords were walking quickly through the hallway, while discussing and arguing and shoving old parchments in eachother’s face. Jerr was engaged in an argument with a chubby, short Lord, but she couldn’t quite make out what it was about. She could care less either. She left her room and walked along with the group.
“Jerr, could I have a moment of your time, please?” Seasstryu~ asked.
“...but we had a decline of souls since two decades, expanding the lairs would be...” Jerr continued to debate with the chubby Lord.
“Jerr, please. Come oooooon,” she started tugging at his hoodie.
“Not now, Seassy...” Jerr tried to shove her away, “...but you disprove your own point now, we don’t have the resources to...”
“Jerrrr, come ooon. Do something funny! Pay attention to me!” Seasstryu~ nagged. She clinged around his neck.
Jerr didn’t seem to want any of that. He loosened her grip and put her down on the ground. Suddenly he turned her around, lifted up her skirt and gave her a few slaps on her bottom. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt the blood rushing to her cheeks. This she did not see coming. An approving mumbling came from the group of Lords.
Jerr lifted up her chin to make her look him in the eye. “Seassy, you know I love you very very much, but I am currently really busy. Now stop acting like a spoiled brat and go annoy someone else...!”
Jerr and the group continued their trip down the hallway, while Seasstryu~ stayed behind, bewildered, rubbing her bottom. The adrenaline was still rushing through her system. It were only a couple of swats, but still. It was the most he had given her in a long long time.
She hurried back to her room and lifted her skirt to check the damage once more. Her bottom was blushing red. And that after just a few spanks. Seasstryu~ had missed this, but now the only thing she wanted was more and in her head she thought up devious plans to set Jerr off. Apparently embarrassing him in front of the Lords was a pet peeve of his. She wondered if she could make advantage of this...
Jerr left the council room along with the other Lords of Hell. They said their goodbyes and shook hands, and suggested to continue the meeting tomorrow. As soon everyone was out of his sight, Jerr let out a big sigh and leaned against the wall. He rubbed his temples.
Jerr didn’t mind controlling the ins and outs of Hell, but sometimes it was such a slog. They had been trying for months to come to an agreement, but there was always one or two Lords who didn’t want to hear any of it, setting back the process to the drawing board.
And then there was his lover, Seasstryu~. Jerr realized he had been neglecting her the past couple of months, but he had no choice. Work comes first. When all this is over, he promised himself, he would take her out on a nice date, get some nice food and give her all the loving she deserves.
Alas, that had to wait for now. He had another important appointment to attend. Some wealthy arrogant demon was opening a new art gallery in the City of Dis, and the main art piece, a huge statue of himself made out of brimstone, was his pride and joy.
Jerr didn’t feel much for going to a dull opening, but as a Lord of Hell, he couldn’t really turn down the invitation either.
It was a painting of a man, she guessed. Or something that was supposed to resemble a man? Or perhaps a woman? Something humanoid for sure. Or perhaps not?
Seasstryu~ did not understand art, let alone the abstract pieces in the exhibition room. They were just a weird mixture of colours and shapes. If it was not for Jerr, she wouldn’t even be here. He was standing a couple of feet away, talking to a couple of stuffy looking Lords. He was obviously trying to look interested. Jerr was like that. Always trying to be as kind as possible.
Suddenly a devious plan started to unravel in her head. Maybe she could try to shove him into the other Lords, making them spill their drinks. Would that be enough to set Jerr off? Would that assure her of a burning bottom?
The longer she thought about it, the louder the voice in the back of her head got and yelled at her to ‘Just do it’ and to ‘Make her dreams come true’.
And before she even realized it, she had dropped her drink and was running towards Jerr and the Lords.
She would have hit him perfectly in the back, sending him forward into a Lord with a big mustache, were it not for the fact that they all walked aside to look at a painting.
It was too late to brake, too late to stop her feet from running forward and ran straight into the brimstone statue...
Before she regained her bearings, the statue was already toppling over, and it fell onto the marble floor. What was left of the brimstone depiction of the Lord was nothing more than a pile of rubble, with a soon to be very sorry girl at the edge of it.
The room went completely silent. Seasstryu~ felt all the Lords and Ladies looking down at her, and once again she felt the blood rushing to her face. This isn’t what she wanted. She wanted some attention, but not like this. She didn’t want to break anything or hurt anyone.
The silence slowly started to turn into an angry murmuring. “Scandalous!” “What is wrong with her?” “That girl deserves to be punished very badly!” and in the back of the hall she saw Jerr trying to talk down a demon lord with foam at his mouth, most likely the owner of the gallery.
When the lord was calmed down a bit, Jerr came over to her. He kneeled beside her and combed her hair behind her ears.
“Are you alright? Are you hurt?” Jerr asked her.
“N-no, I think I’m fine. I’m not hurt, “ Seasstryu~ said, trying to avoid his gaze.
“Good, “ Jerr said, obviously relieved that she was okay, “Can you come with me for a second?”
It didn’t seem like Seasstryu~ had a choice in the matter, because Jerr grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her off to one of the rooms to the side, accompanied by the gossipping of the Lords.
Jerr locked the door behind them. They were in some sort of lounge room. There was a nice couch, a coffee table and all other things you’d expect. There was a distinct scent of cigar smoke in this room.
“What were you thinking?” Jerr suddenly stood in front of her.
“I-I don’t know. I just wanted to...” Seasstryu~ said, startled by the tone in his voice. She really made him mad this time.
“You don’t know? I think you do know! You just don’t run into a statue!” Jerr scolded her.
Seasstryu~ hated these moments, when he made her feel even more guilty, especially when she actually realized she did something very wrong.
“I-I just wanted to startle you, just wanted to get your attention...”
“Well, you got my attention now? Is this what you wanted?”
“...I-I didn’t want you to be mad...”
Jerr seemed to be taken off guard by this. “Mad at you?” his voice became warmer and less stern, “No, no. You got me all wrong. You just really embarrassed me, and I was disappointed by your behaviour. But I could never, ever be truly mad at you.”
She looked up. Seasstryu~ couldn’t see his expression because of his trademark mask, but in his eyes she could see a caring and loving smile.
Seasstryu~ knew what was expected of her.
She reached under her skirt and slowly lowered her panties to the floor. “Please do what you need to do, sir.”
“With love,” he responded.
He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up under his arm, which made her bottom a perfect target. She couldn’t see what Jerr was doing, but then she felt his all too familiar hand caressing her naked buttocks, exploring both her left and right cheek and preparing her for what’s to come.
The slight cold that she felt when his hand abandoned her behind was soon forgotten when the first stroke reached his destination.
She knew what was coming, she felt it dozens of times before, but each time she had to yell ‘ow’ at the first stroke.
She squirmed a little bit, it was a habit, and the sight of Seasstryu~’s wiggling butt made him giggle.
“Now, do you promise to never be a brat again, Seasstryu~?” Jerr asked.
“Promise,” Seasstryu~ answered, and her answer was met with a flurry of strokes on her naked behind.
“And, will you promise never to embarrass me in public again?” Jerr asked.
“P-promised.” She squeezed her eyes shut, knowing what was to come. And as she had predicted, Jerr’s hard, but loving hand did its duty.
“And are you going to make your apologies to Lord Mammon later for breaking his statue?”
“Promise.”
And it didn’t matter how hard or for how long Jerr spanked her bare behind, she still managed to smile through all this. Her bottom was on fire, but she felt the same fire inside. Finally Jerr had attention for her again and she had never felt happier in her life.
Jerr ended with a couple of fierce blows to her reddened bottom and then set her down on the floor.
Before Jerr could even say anything, Seasstryu~ was around his neck, kissing him passionately.
When they were done, Jerr looked her in the eyes and he sincerely promised to never neglect her again, for whatever reason.
Seasstryu~ could care less about the upcoming wrath of Lord Mammon, or the judging gazes of the Lords outside of the room or even the heat in her bottom.
All that mattered now was the renewed bond between Jerr and herself.
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Another job well done I think. I hope the requester and everyone else likes it as much as I do.
As always, please don’t hesitate to leave a comment or a personal message. I love to read through every single one of them 
Mitch
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