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Red And Blue, An Erotic Spanking Story I've B free porn video
It's not 100% finished, and I'd like to work on it some more when I'm able to, but here is first draft of my first erotic story. Props if you recognise the setting.
“Peebee?” Sara Ryder questioned the Asari who had just barged into her quaters unannounced.
“Hey ya, Pathfinder.” The Asari in question answered. “I noticed you weren’t there for the movie tonight. It’s not like you to miss a crew get-together.”
“Oh, that.” The pathfinder checked the time on her omni-tool. 23:37 it read. “Oh shit, I lost track of time.”
“You said that last time.” The Asari deadpanned.
“Well… these colony reports aren’t going to check themselves.” Sara replied nonchalantly as she reached for the bottle of water at her bedside.
Peebee chuckled in response before she dropped her bombshell. “Yeah... I know that’s not all you check while you’re cooped up in here.”
“What do you mean?” Was the pathfinder’s response as she took a swig of water.
“Does “Asari spanking humans video” ring a bell? How about “Redhead teen spanked by asari matriarch”?” Peebee spoke the titles she had burned into her memory as though she were reading a news headline.
Sara spat a shower of drinking water across the room in surprise as her cheeks became redder than her hair. “Wa-what?! How… how the hell do you know?” She stuttered, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious and finding it very difficult to produce coherent sentences.
“Because, jackass I got an eyeful of your extranet search history when you were showing me that cat video the other day. Those creatures make you people so oblivious.”
The current state of indignity that she had the human pathfinder in pleased Peebee to no end. She was caught off guard, embarrassed, and afraid. It reminded Peebee somewhat of her first encounter with Sara, when she had jumped on her mere months ago on Eos.
“Oh my god, this isn’t happening.” The pathfinder seemed to have entered a stage of denial as the reality of her embarrassing situation dawned on her.
“Oh relax, you’re acting like a maiden stager who’s just discovered puberty.” Peebee took in the human’s shivering, red faced form and was reminded of just how young the human pathfinder was. Her choice of clothing, a simple white hoodie with an integrated scarf worn over the Andromeda Initiative uniform, framed her body in a surprisingly appealing way. The white of the utilitarian uniform surrounded by the white backdrop of the bed she was sitting on gave her an almost angelic and innocent appearance. It was a stark contrast to her armoured, digital camouflaged “In the field” appearance.
“You’re twenty years old, isn’t that past adolescence in human years? You shouldn’t be so bothered by this sort of thing.”
“You... You don’t think I’m some kind of creep?”
“What? No! Of course not. Having weird fetishes is actually completely normal despite being weird.” Peebee was almost pitying the pathfinder at this point.
“It’s just… extra embarrassing because you’re an Asari and what I looked up…” Sara tried to explain herself.
“Pfft don’t worry, Ryder. All the sentient species are like that about us, it’s in our nature.”
The pathfinder was evidently not entirely convinced by Peebee’s attempt at comforting, she got up from her bed and began pacing, Peebee swore she saw what looked like tears beginning to form in the girl’s eyes.
“Oh come on, Sara.” The Asari said, exasperated. Now was the time for her to be a good friend and comfort the pathfinder.
Sara Ryder gasped as she was suddenly and without warning hugged from behind. The Asari’s arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a close embrace.
“I’ve seen you go head to head with multiple Krogan and come out uns**thed.” Peebee halfwispered softly into Sara’s ear. “You’ve faced down giant Kett monstrosities more than three times your size and you never even flinch, why has this got you so upset?”
The surprise embrace seemed to do its job. “I don’t know, I’ve never been very good with intimacy and things like this, I was a lonely k**, never even went on a date my whole life. My brother used to give me hell for it, he meant well but it still sucked.”
Peebee considered her words carefully. “You know Sara, The best way to get over that sort of thing is to experience a little bit of intimacy.” Sara went still as a stone as Peebee’s hand drifted to her waistband.”
“You don’t mean-“ Sara began but stopped when she felt Peebee’s hand on her thigh. “Oh, you do. I don’t know Peebee…”
“Why not? We’ve flirted before, albeit awkwardly. I won’t hurt you, Sara. Not too badly at least.”
The human pathfinder was silent but breathing heavily. Her heart pounded against her chest like an angry Krogan trying to break free.
“What do you say then, Pathfinder? Wanna get spanked by an actual asari instead of just watching videos about it?
“I didn’t even think you’d be into me.” Ryder was to say the least, in a state of shock and disbelief. She had an interest in the enigmatic asari since they had first met. An idiosyncratic being, Pelessaria B’Sayle stood out amongst the admittedly few asari that Sara had met. A brash and bold individual, she had neither the feminine elegance nor the diplomatic mind that seemed characteristic of her species, yet somehow she was possibly the most attractive being Sara had ever encountered. In both attitude and body.
“Oh but I am Sara.” Peebee whispered into her ear again while caressing a painful looking scar that ran across the young pathfinder’s left cheek, an action that caused her to inhale sharply. “Even down to your supposed imperfections, you’re a sight to behold, Sara Ryder.”
The pathfinder laughed nervously, flattered but not still not quite believing what she was hearing. “Well, this has gone from horribly humiliating to very uplifting in a short amount of time.”
Peebee however was not finished with her aggressive flattery.
“And then there’s THIS!” Sara yelped as a well-placed slap impacted the centre of her backside. “Damn it, Sara. These generous, gelatinous glutes have been the one thing distracting me from finishing PoC! Now, can I get a yes from you already or do I have to kiss your about to be sore ass some more?”
“Yes.” The pathfinder finally moaned, giving in to the state of arousal she found washing over her.
“Yes!” Peebee echoed as she sat down on the chair at the pathfinder’s terminal desk.
The pathfinder followed, nervousness evident from her wringing hands and shaking form.
“Alright, stand in front of me and turn around.”
Sara did what was requested of her, she turned around until her backside was at eye level with Peebee.
“Time for the reveal I’ve been waiting months for.” The asari reached around and unbuckled the belt at Sara’s waist, resting her head on the pathfinder’s buttocks while doing so. The belt unbuckled and the trousers and black underclothes were pulled down eagerly to reveal Peebee’s most coveted goal. It was just like she imagined it, the utilitarian trousers did not in fact overstate the generous size and pleasing shape of the pathfinder’s athletic posterior as Peebee had at first suspected.
The asari planted a kiss in the centre of Sara’s left buttock. “An apology in advance for what I’m about to do to this masterpiece.”
“Do you intend to spank it or make out with it?” Sara questioned almost impatiently.
“I hope the second option isn’t off the table for some day.” Peebee replied, still enamoured. “Now, get over my lap.”
Sara complied, laying over Peebee’s lap steadily but eagerly. Once over the asari’s knees Sara felt very exposed, yet the pathfinder was comfortable as she knew she was in good hands. This was the exact position she had dreamed of being in since shortly after her first encounter with Peebee.
Sara’s hands touched the floor and her bare ass was propped up on the Peebee’s legs, giving the asari a perfect view of the pathfinder’s exposed nether regions, a vision which Peebee was all too delighted to take in. Sara was similarly thrilled to have her most intimate parts exposed for the asari’s perusal.
Sara relished the skin on skin contact as Peebee’s hand glided over the surface of her buttocks and then began to explore the crack, her fingers caressing the rim of her anal orifice and moving on to the lips of her vagina.
Sara let out a surprised whimper as Peebee’s hand ceased it’s examinations, and then a pleasure and pain filled yelp as the open hand came down hard in the middle of her backside in a loud slap that sent a wave of stinging pleasure through the pathfinder’s rippling buttocks.
“This is it, I’m about to make your ass as red as a Pyjak’s. If you want to back out now then say so, if you feel like you can’t take any more then scream “Peebee is the greatest” at the top of your little human lungs and I’ll stop, alright?”
“Please, just spank me already.” Sara moaned back weakly. By now she was surely in a state of peak arousal and could offer nothing else.
“Say no more then.” Peebee acknowledged as she drew her hand back and brought it down with an almighty slap that wobbled Sara’s cheeks and left a visible red handprint. The asari then brought her hand down again, this time on Sara’s right cheek, then once again on her left cheek, and again in the middle. This pattern continued and became more rapid with each slap.
Sara yelped with each impact on her backside, a cadence that had Peebee almost as enchanted as the rapidly reddening derriere presented over her lap.
Peebee stepped up the spanking, putting more strength into each slap.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“You, Sara Ryder”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“have been a bad pathfinder!”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“And I”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“am going to fix that right here!”
Peebee briefly considered a lecture on some of the decisions Sara had made in her short career as a pathfinder, but quickly decided that it would be both inappropriate and mood killing. Sara had willingly confided in her about those tough choices, and they had affected her deeply.
“Alright, hand me that bath brush you conveniently left the table there, goddess knows what you were doing with it.”
“Wait, what?” Sara managed a response. “I’ve tried using that thing on myself, it hurts.”
“You want a real spanking don’t you? I said I wouldn’t hurt you too badly. You can tell me when you can’t take anymore.”
Sara wordlessly relented and did as she was told. She reached the brush from her position and handed it up to Peebee who took it by the handle and gave it a few test pats on Sara’s backside before bringing it down with an ear-splitting crack.
Sara screamed wordlessly. “AAARGGH!”
She was given precious little time to recover as Peebee renewed her onslaught, alternating between each buttock. Sara released an expletive after each blow.
SMACK “Shit!”
SMACK “Fuck!”
SMACK “Balls!”
SMACK “FUU-“
SMACK “ACK!”
SMACK “URRGGGHOH GOD!”
“Divine intervention will not save you now, pathfinder.”
SMACK “Fuc-“
SMACK “-k you!”
SMACK “ARRRGHHH!”
This continued for what seemed like minutes before Sara could take no more. She reached over to stop Peebee’s hand and plead with the asari. “Ok ok! I’ve had enough, please stop!”
Peebee stopped almost immediately. “You alright, Sara?” She asked as she gave the human’s smouldering red buttocks a gentle rub.
“I- I’m fine. Better than fine, thank you Peebee. I could use some help getting up though.”
Peebee helped Sara up and off her lap before standing up herself.
“I… I don’t know what to sa-“ Sara was cut off as the asari frontally embraced her and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. “You don’t need to say anything, Sara. Don’t for a second think I didn’t enjoy that as much as you did.”
“Peebee?” Sara Ryder questioned the Asari who had just barged into her quaters unannounced.
“Hey ya, Pathfinder.” The Asari in question answered. “I noticed you weren’t there for the movie tonight. It’s not like you to miss a crew get-together.”
“Oh, that.” The pathfinder checked the time on her omni-tool. 23:37 it read. “Oh shit, I lost track of time.”
“You said that last time.” The Asari deadpanned.
“Well… these colony reports aren’t going to check themselves.” Sara replied nonchalantly as she reached for the bottle of water at her bedside.
Peebee chuckled in response before she dropped her bombshell. “Yeah... I know that’s not all you check while you’re cooped up in here.”
“What do you mean?” Was the pathfinder’s response as she took a swig of water.
“Does “Asari spanking humans video” ring a bell? How about “Redhead teen spanked by asari matriarch”?” Peebee spoke the titles she had burned into her memory as though she were reading a news headline.
Sara spat a shower of drinking water across the room in surprise as her cheeks became redder than her hair. “Wa-what?! How… how the hell do you know?” She stuttered, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious and finding it very difficult to produce coherent sentences.
“Because, jackass I got an eyeful of your extranet search history when you were showing me that cat video the other day. Those creatures make you people so oblivious.”
The current state of indignity that she had the human pathfinder in pleased Peebee to no end. She was caught off guard, embarrassed, and afraid. It reminded Peebee somewhat of her first encounter with Sara, when she had jumped on her mere months ago on Eos.
“Oh my god, this isn’t happening.” The pathfinder seemed to have entered a stage of denial as the reality of her embarrassing situation dawned on her.
“Oh relax, you’re acting like a maiden stager who’s just discovered puberty.” Peebee took in the human’s shivering, red faced form and was reminded of just how young the human pathfinder was. Her choice of clothing, a simple white hoodie with an integrated scarf worn over the Andromeda Initiative uniform, framed her body in a surprisingly appealing way. The white of the utilitarian uniform surrounded by the white backdrop of the bed she was sitting on gave her an almost angelic and innocent appearance. It was a stark contrast to her armoured, digital camouflaged “In the field” appearance.
“You’re twenty years old, isn’t that past adolescence in human years? You shouldn’t be so bothered by this sort of thing.”
“You... You don’t think I’m some kind of creep?”
“What? No! Of course not. Having weird fetishes is actually completely normal despite being weird.” Peebee was almost pitying the pathfinder at this point.
“It’s just… extra embarrassing because you’re an Asari and what I looked up…” Sara tried to explain herself.
“Pfft don’t worry, Ryder. All the sentient species are like that about us, it’s in our nature.”
The pathfinder was evidently not entirely convinced by Peebee’s attempt at comforting, she got up from her bed and began pacing, Peebee swore she saw what looked like tears beginning to form in the girl’s eyes.
“Oh come on, Sara.” The Asari said, exasperated. Now was the time for her to be a good friend and comfort the pathfinder.
Sara Ryder gasped as she was suddenly and without warning hugged from behind. The Asari’s arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a close embrace.
“I’ve seen you go head to head with multiple Krogan and come out uns**thed.” Peebee halfwispered softly into Sara’s ear. “You’ve faced down giant Kett monstrosities more than three times your size and you never even flinch, why has this got you so upset?”
The surprise embrace seemed to do its job. “I don’t know, I’ve never been very good with intimacy and things like this, I was a lonely k**, never even went on a date my whole life. My brother used to give me hell for it, he meant well but it still sucked.”
Peebee considered her words carefully. “You know Sara, The best way to get over that sort of thing is to experience a little bit of intimacy.” Sara went still as a stone as Peebee’s hand drifted to her waistband.”
“You don’t mean-“ Sara began but stopped when she felt Peebee’s hand on her thigh. “Oh, you do. I don’t know Peebee…”
“Why not? We’ve flirted before, albeit awkwardly. I won’t hurt you, Sara. Not too badly at least.”
The human pathfinder was silent but breathing heavily. Her heart pounded against her chest like an angry Krogan trying to break free.
“What do you say then, Pathfinder? Wanna get spanked by an actual asari instead of just watching videos about it?
“I didn’t even think you’d be into me.” Ryder was to say the least, in a state of shock and disbelief. She had an interest in the enigmatic asari since they had first met. An idiosyncratic being, Pelessaria B’Sayle stood out amongst the admittedly few asari that Sara had met. A brash and bold individual, she had neither the feminine elegance nor the diplomatic mind that seemed characteristic of her species, yet somehow she was possibly the most attractive being Sara had ever encountered. In both attitude and body.
“Oh but I am Sara.” Peebee whispered into her ear again while caressing a painful looking scar that ran across the young pathfinder’s left cheek, an action that caused her to inhale sharply. “Even down to your supposed imperfections, you’re a sight to behold, Sara Ryder.”
The pathfinder laughed nervously, flattered but not still not quite believing what she was hearing. “Well, this has gone from horribly humiliating to very uplifting in a short amount of time.”
Peebee however was not finished with her aggressive flattery.
“And then there’s THIS!” Sara yelped as a well-placed slap impacted the centre of her backside. “Damn it, Sara. These generous, gelatinous glutes have been the one thing distracting me from finishing PoC! Now, can I get a yes from you already or do I have to kiss your about to be sore ass some more?”
“Yes.” The pathfinder finally moaned, giving in to the state of arousal she found washing over her.
“Yes!” Peebee echoed as she sat down on the chair at the pathfinder’s terminal desk.
The pathfinder followed, nervousness evident from her wringing hands and shaking form.
“Alright, stand in front of me and turn around.”
Sara did what was requested of her, she turned around until her backside was at eye level with Peebee.
“Time for the reveal I’ve been waiting months for.” The asari reached around and unbuckled the belt at Sara’s waist, resting her head on the pathfinder’s buttocks while doing so. The belt unbuckled and the trousers and black underclothes were pulled down eagerly to reveal Peebee’s most coveted goal. It was just like she imagined it, the utilitarian trousers did not in fact overstate the generous size and pleasing shape of the pathfinder’s athletic posterior as Peebee had at first suspected.
The asari planted a kiss in the centre of Sara’s left buttock. “An apology in advance for what I’m about to do to this masterpiece.”
“Do you intend to spank it or make out with it?” Sara questioned almost impatiently.
“I hope the second option isn’t off the table for some day.” Peebee replied, still enamoured. “Now, get over my lap.”
Sara complied, laying over Peebee’s lap steadily but eagerly. Once over the asari’s knees Sara felt very exposed, yet the pathfinder was comfortable as she knew she was in good hands. This was the exact position she had dreamed of being in since shortly after her first encounter with Peebee.
Sara’s hands touched the floor and her bare ass was propped up on the Peebee’s legs, giving the asari a perfect view of the pathfinder’s exposed nether regions, a vision which Peebee was all too delighted to take in. Sara was similarly thrilled to have her most intimate parts exposed for the asari’s perusal.
Sara relished the skin on skin contact as Peebee’s hand glided over the surface of her buttocks and then began to explore the crack, her fingers caressing the rim of her anal orifice and moving on to the lips of her vagina.
Sara let out a surprised whimper as Peebee’s hand ceased it’s examinations, and then a pleasure and pain filled yelp as the open hand came down hard in the middle of her backside in a loud slap that sent a wave of stinging pleasure through the pathfinder’s rippling buttocks.
“This is it, I’m about to make your ass as red as a Pyjak’s. If you want to back out now then say so, if you feel like you can’t take any more then scream “Peebee is the greatest” at the top of your little human lungs and I’ll stop, alright?”
“Please, just spank me already.” Sara moaned back weakly. By now she was surely in a state of peak arousal and could offer nothing else.
“Say no more then.” Peebee acknowledged as she drew her hand back and brought it down with an almighty slap that wobbled Sara’s cheeks and left a visible red handprint. The asari then brought her hand down again, this time on Sara’s right cheek, then once again on her left cheek, and again in the middle. This pattern continued and became more rapid with each slap.
Sara yelped with each impact on her backside, a cadence that had Peebee almost as enchanted as the rapidly reddening derriere presented over her lap.
Peebee stepped up the spanking, putting more strength into each slap.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“You, Sara Ryder”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“have been a bad pathfinder!”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“And I”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“am going to fix that right here!”
Peebee briefly considered a lecture on some of the decisions Sara had made in her short career as a pathfinder, but quickly decided that it would be both inappropriate and mood killing. Sara had willingly confided in her about those tough choices, and they had affected her deeply.
“Alright, hand me that bath brush you conveniently left the table there, goddess knows what you were doing with it.”
“Wait, what?” Sara managed a response. “I’ve tried using that thing on myself, it hurts.”
“You want a real spanking don’t you? I said I wouldn’t hurt you too badly. You can tell me when you can’t take anymore.”
Sara wordlessly relented and did as she was told. She reached the brush from her position and handed it up to Peebee who took it by the handle and gave it a few test pats on Sara’s backside before bringing it down with an ear-splitting crack.
Sara screamed wordlessly. “AAARGGH!”
She was given precious little time to recover as Peebee renewed her onslaught, alternating between each buttock. Sara released an expletive after each blow.
SMACK “Shit!”
SMACK “Fuck!”
SMACK “Balls!”
SMACK “FUU-“
SMACK “ACK!”
SMACK “URRGGGHOH GOD!”
“Divine intervention will not save you now, pathfinder.”
SMACK “Fuc-“
SMACK “-k you!”
SMACK “ARRRGHHH!”
This continued for what seemed like minutes before Sara could take no more. She reached over to stop Peebee’s hand and plead with the asari. “Ok ok! I’ve had enough, please stop!”
Peebee stopped almost immediately. “You alright, Sara?” She asked as she gave the human’s smouldering red buttocks a gentle rub.
“I- I’m fine. Better than fine, thank you Peebee. I could use some help getting up though.”
Peebee helped Sara up and off her lap before standing up herself.
“I… I don’t know what to sa-“ Sara was cut off as the asari frontally embraced her and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. “You don’t need to say anything, Sara. Don’t for a second think I didn’t enjoy that as much as you did.”
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