Hawke Fade Away | By : HunterOpera Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 22975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“You should strip her,” Orana said. “It helps.”
“What?” Carver sounded taken aback by that request.
“Spanking is violence by moral imperative.” Orana's eyes were glossy and narrowing, and it sounded like she was quoting. “The Magisters know that spanking is done not to invoke punishment by pain, but more through humiliation. The act reduces the victim. So does forcing them to strip during the spanking process.”
“I am not going to strip!” Hawke shouted, the last word turning into a cry as her brother brought his palm down on her ass another ten times.
“Well?” Carver asked, his hand rubbing her warm and aching skin.
“No, no, not now,” Orana said. She was leaning forward, looking like a predator. “You're spanking her in bunches. When she doesn't do what you want, you spank her in that bunch and then ask her. She gets spanked that bunch after she submits to further cement her place.”
“Alright,” Carver said, slapping her ass. “You heard her, Marian. Do you want to strip now? If you don't, I'll spank you and ask you again until you do, and then I'll spank you another ten times after you finally give in. Is that what you want?”
“Go to the Fade, Carver,” Hawke spat. His hand was slamming into her backside before she was done talking. He kept up a steady rhythm, every swat sending shockwaves through her.
Maker, but he's strong, Hawke thought. He was asking her if she wanted to strip again but she was still trying to make sense of what was happening to her, the unreality of this moment shattering coherent thought.
“Are you going to be a good girl and obey?” Orana cooed. She'd gotten closer sometime during the fourth or fifth batch of strikes, wiping the tears from Hawke's cheek with a gentle hand.
“N-no...,” sobbed Hawke. “Let me g-go... it h-hurts...”
“It's supposed to hurt,” Carver said, sounding like a god from somewhere above her. “That's why it's a punishment.”
The next time they asked her if she would strip she nodded, suffering the spanking that followed with a crumbling dignity. Carver's hand moved from her back and she thought about bolting but there was only one door and Bodahn was standing in front of it.
“Try it, lass,” Bodahn smiled. “I haven't had a go yet.”
Closing her eyes and sobbing, Hawke nodded to herself as Carver slapped her ass and told her to get on with it.
Slow, unsure of herself, Hawke walked a few paces away from her brother and the elf she had rescued. She looked at them, looked around the room. Carver leaned back, smirking, while Orana crossed her arms and stood waiting. Bodahn leaned against the door frame, leering at her, making her feel like meat.
“Get on with it,” Carver said. “Shoes, too.”
Hawke glared at him, but her lip and nodded. She could pretend to go along with them, at least for now, at least until her magic came back or her lovers came to investigate or she found some way to escape.
Standing, slow, she unfastened the robe and let it slide off her shoulders, down her arms. It pooled on the floor behind her. She stood in her underwear, the chill causing gooseflesh along her body and aching ass, the weight of the people watching her making her face warm. Her boots came off and she stood, trying to cover herself.
A quick glance at her captors told her that they expected her to go further. Silent, she cursed all of them in her mind as her nimble fingers unclasped her bra, exposing herself more fully to them. Closing her eyes, bowing her head, she pushed her fingers between her hips and her panties, sliding them down her long legs until they fell on the floor.
“You filled out.” The words were Carver's, and Hawke remembered the time he had nailed Bethany's hair to a bed post. There'd always been a cruel streak running in her younger brother, but to see it play out like this...
“Make her kneel,” Orana spat. Carver grinned and gave the order. Shaking with rage and embarrassment and helplessness, Hawke did as ordered. “Now, tell us that you deserve this.”
“What?” said Marian, unable to make sense of the words. The elf was fast as a serpent, surging forward to slap her across the face so hard that Marian lost her balance and fell.
“Back to your knees!” Orana shrieked, and Hawke stared at the women in shock. The elf kicked her, commanding her to get back to her knees, and when Marian had done as instructed the elf crossed her arms and glared down her nose at Hawke. “Tell us that you deserve this!”
“I...,” Hawke closed her eyes and bowed her head, but the elf clutched her hair and yanked her head up.
“Eyes open,” Orana said. “Tell us the truth. You deserve this.”
“I...,” she stammered, looking to her brother for aid, but it was clear Carver was enjoying her debasement. It would cost her something to say the words, but she glanced at Orana and felt a sliver of fear. “I d-deserve this.”
“By the Maker, you surely do,” Carver said, grinning. He patted his lap. “Now, crawl on over here, Marian.”
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