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Spanked Malkav - an erotic tale of Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines

by KajiraGames
SPOILERS FOR THE GAME PLOT!
Chapter 2 - Mentor, Mercurio and Monica.

Outside the theatre a bearded, piratical man laughed at Roberta as she came through the door. Well, not exactly at her, but at what had occurred. "And now they throw ya out, to be a babe in the woods. I'm Jack." He offered to show her all that being a vampire meant.
When she admitted that she hadn't fed yet, Jack laughed again. "Oh man, we're poppin' a cherry here!" He told her how to go about feeding and pointed her to a man around the corner who couldn't find his car.
Feeling hungry, thirsty, and like a drunkard who's been sober too long, Roberta leapt on the man. She wrapped her legs around him and began to draw the blood from his neck. Considering that her skirt was already in disarray, her feeding position left little to the imagination. Sadly, the man was too stunned to enjoy the bare thighs embracing him enthusiastically.
Roberta stopped drinking the man's blood before she had taken it all. Jack warned her about the Masquerade - she must not leave dead drained bodies with puncture marks lying around - people would talk. And she had no wish to kill innocents anyway. She thought she might deserve plenty of spankings as a wicked vampire, but she didn't want it to be for that.
She returned to Jack, who taught her about lockpicking, computer hacking, and even fighting. A vampire of the 100%-evil Sabbat got in their way, and Roberta took it down. Oddly, Jack seemed to grow more irritated with each of her successes. It was as if he was waiting for her to fail.
Eventually, things didn't go quite right. Jack told her that as a Malkavian she could use the vampiric discipline of Obfuscation, a partial invisibility. But she didn't use it correctly, and the Sabbat vampire he had told her to sneak past detected her. She had to fight and defeat it face to face.
Jack was waiting to pounce on her around the next corner. "Wrong, kid! Ya could get yerself killed that way. I'm gonna have to teach ya a lesson, fer yer own good."
The penny dropped. Now Roberta knew why he had been miffed at her successes. Affected by her own special kind of Dementation, Jack had been waiting for an excuse to spank her. He put his foot up on a crate, and bent her over his raised thigh. He pulled her half-falling skirt all the way down, baring her pale cheeks seperated by the thin string of her thong.
As he spanked her he gave her a lecture, punctuated by the beat of his slaps. "Hide. Yerself. Properly. Or you'll. Wind. Up. Fitting. In a. Ashtray." Smack. Smack. Smack.
"Ow! Ow! Hirsute hand hurts horribly. Desist dusting derriere!" Roberta begged.
"Ya gotta learn kiddo!" he said as he finished off with some harder smacks that made her howl.
Roberta pulled her skirt back up to its standard half-mast position and rubbed her bottom. "Tanned tush tingles terribly", she pouted.
Jack's lessons ended with him loaning her a gun to take down some human gang-bangers that were guarding their turf, right in their path. Roberta shot them without much problem, just as a cab arrived to take her to Santa Monica. She thought she'd rather like to keep the gun and tried to slip out to the taxi before Jack noticed. But moving with superhuman speed, he blocked her path. "No ya don't, honey!"
Needless to say, she was back over his knee again, this time with the thong panties around her ankles. Jack put more of his vampiric strength into the spanking, and Roberta wailed loudly. "Ample abject apologies!", she yelled. "Forgive, and forego further flagellation!".
It was with a very sore butt that she finally arrived at the Santa Monica haven that Lacroix had arranged for her. But vampires heal quickly.
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Soon after, Roberta found herself standing in a puddle of blood stark naked, and being stared at by the man whose blood it was. She hadn't spilled the blood herself. So how did she get into such a situation?
Just half an hour earlier, she had been doing such normal things: reading her email, looking at the TV in her new haven, and grabbing some blood bags from the refrigerator. One of the emails invited her to the apartment block across the alley. It was signed by Mercurio, who Prince Lacroix had told her to meet.
At the door of her low-grade accomodations over the pawn shop, a homeless man accosted her. Since her activities for Jack had made her hungry again, she once again hiked up her loose mini-skirt, wrapped her smooth thighs around the bum and drank from him. It was like drinking the worst cheap wine, and she stopped as soon as she felt full, leaving him dazed.
In the street she noticed a trail of blood. "Line of luscious liquid leads me", she thought, and followed it into an apartment in the next-door block. An injured man lay on the couch there, with more blood on the floor in front of him. "Are you the winged god?" she asked.
Eventually he figured out what she meant and said "Yeah, I'm Mercurio." Roberta had been told to get some explosives from him, but he told her how he had been robbed of them, and of his money, by a human gang of drug dealers. In her cracked way, she asked him where they were.
"I'm bleedin' to death here, and ya want directions? Pretty thoughtless of ya, Missy. I feel like spankin' ya buns for that." Mercurio was affected by Roberta's unique form of Dementation that planted the same desire in everyone she met.
"Way too weak to whip, O winged one" she replied. "Spanking solicits strength. Mercury's mauled mitts mayn't make me moan".
"Okay, so I can't spank ya right now" he coughed, "but I sure do want to. Show me that sweet target for it and I might feel better, enough to tell ya where those guys hang out."
Standing in the pool of blood in front of him, Roberta turned and bent over like a naughty girl waiting for chastisement. Her skirt, as usual, was hanging well below her panty line. But this wasn't enough for Mercurio. "I mean bare", he said.
"Reveal Roberta's rump, removing rearguards?" she said indignantly. "Pummelled patient is particularly presumptuous."
"In that case, I'm feeling too injured to talk". Mercurio's coughing and groaning grew louder, not very convincingly. With a sigh, Roberta dropped her skirt and panties to the floor and bent over gain, facing away from him and presenting the full moon.
"That's it, I'm feeling a little better. Just take a few more things off and I'll feel inspired enough to overcome my injuries." Seeing no alternative if she was to get the job done, Roberta removed the rest of her clothes. "OK, turn this way, honey, give me the full picture. Ah, NOW I remember better."
"Necessitating nudity is naughty" pouted Roberta, standing fully naked with her hands on her hips. "Reveal raiders' rooms rapidly, or Roberta repasts on remaining redstuff." She showed her fangs.
A threat from a naked vampiress is still an effective threat. "All right, all right. They're in a beach-house near the pier, just go through the carpark. Jeez, that wasn't much to give a dying man was it, just a little look at the goods? Nice ass, by the way, I still want to wallop it when I'm better."
"Post procuring pilfered munitions, maybe Mercurio may", she said as she replaced her clothes and headed out to Santa Monica beach.
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On the way to the robbers' beach-house, Roberta heard two cops talking about the gruesome murders she had seen in the papers. She decided to divert to the pier to take a look. She checked out the scene of the crime from a short distance away, but got caught on the way back.
The policeman who stopped her was pretentiously wearing sunglasses at night. "Stop right there, miss. You've crossed a police line. What are you doing here?"
"Helpfully hovering here at homicidal hotspot", she replied.
"What?" said the confused cop. "We don't need help from the public, especially from crazy girls with their clothes in disarray. I won't run you in this time, but I'm gonna teach you not to trespass at crimescenes."
Roberta could guess what this meant, considering the special way her Dementation aura worked. "Refrain from rapping Roberta's rear!" she begged.
"Er, I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm gonna have to spank your behind." He took her arm and leaned her over the pier railings. The way her skirt drooped down below her thong, he only needed to lower it a few more inches to reveal enough bare cheek for him to slap.
He wasn't spanking very hard, and had only human strength, but Roberta still felt miffed that it was happening. "Donut. Dunker's. Derriere. Dusting. Destroys. Dignity", she blurted out between smacks. "His. Human. Hand. Humiliates." But the vampire secrecy known as the Masquerade prevented her from breaking his neck or draining him dry. She had to stay bent over, and take her licks.
"Get off the pier, you crazy kid" said the cop when he had finished. Hitching up her skirt (a little), Roberta ran back to the sand.
There was a group of young vampires there, and she spoke to a bare-chested surfer known as 'E'. In an Australian accent he told her how he had lost track of his sire, a girl named Lily. "Down-under dude desires damsel?" asked Roberta sympathetically. "Say how surfer served sire."
"I did anything for her" said E longingly in his Aussie twang. "She used to tell me to go down on her a lot, and I always obeyed. I loved being between her thighs, making her squeal with my tongue."
"Cute. A keen koala cunning linguist, licking Lily's labia." Roberta was turned on by the idea, and the guy WAS cute. "Maybe man makes moans mouthing MY muff?"
"Er, sorry. You're nice and all, but I belong to Lily. Maybe if you find her and help her out, she might be grateful enough to give us her permission. Last time I saw her was at the diner."
"Fine. Finding flower for foreign friend, organizing oral orgasms", she exclaimed in eager anticipation. But first there were the beach-house thieves to take care of. She climbed the metal stairs towards their lair.
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