Over the centuries many had thought they had the advantage of the mighty vampire known as Evangeline Athanasia Katherine McDowell. Only one had been correct, and he had been an especially talented and clever magi. Alright, fine, her cyborg maid had hit her with this pervertification spell, but right now she wasn't seeing that as a loss. The point is that the idea, the very notion, that this mousy little tsundere net idol could pull one over one her was laughable. Risible. Obscene, and not in the fun way.
For in her single minded obsession to bring Evangeline low, she had forgotten about the third member of their little party. Chachamaru, standing idly by in the corner watching the proceedings, looking hot as hell in her modified maid uniform. Cool, compassionate and her ace in the hole.
A stinging sensation fell upon her backside. Chisame had cracked a whip, landing it in the middle of Evangeline's left cheek. She jumped, more from surprise than the pain, then turned to see Chisame standing there patting her palm with a paddle.
"How about it then?" Chisame asked. "Bend over that table. Let me paddle your rear. Let's find out if that pale skin of yours turns red under my not-so-delicate treatment."
The familiar sting of pain hit her then. It was strong. Really strong. It had to be, in order to provoke this reaction out of her! Part of her wanted to bend over the table. Let her paddle her behind until it was as red as a blooming rose. From past experience she knew it would feel good. Feel great! Feel amazing, spectacular, nigh-orgasmic!
But what would feel even better would be taking that paddle from Chisame and using it on her instead.
...
Nope, she wasn't buying that. It would give her a rush of pride, but... Chisame's argument was still solid. It would be more hot for the mighty and powerful vampire to be dominated by the slutty net idol than the other way around. Her hands wound up going over to the table and - and!
Then an embarrassing thought hit her. "Call me Eva-Chan while you spank me!" she blurted out. Oh! Oh yeah! That's the good stuff! Her hands gripped the table so firmly she was certain she'd left an imprint. Her butt practically flew up into the air and wiggled around as this euphoric magical rush overtook her body.
Chisame didn't start with the spanking at first though. Instead, she smoothed her hand along Evangeline's back, trailing it down, teasing her, letting it settle on her butt, then back up to the base of her spine to push her into position.
"I want you to beg me," Chisame said with a cruel smirk. Or rather, Evangeline imagined a cruel smirk on her face. It was what she would do if their positions were reversed.
This was it. The last point of resistance. If she gave in now it was all over. She'd become Chisame's bitch. Her, the mighty Evangeline, reduced to this horny stupid submissive state, outwitted by - Outsmarted by! It was impossible! Intolerable! However! It was not only her magical strength and knowledge that made her dangerous. It was her mind as well, for it led her to a possible escape route at this, her moment of near defeat.
"Chacha! Make her your bitch! That's an ordeerrrrrrr!" Evangeline yelled, experiencing a thunderous climax. Yes. Yes! It would be the perfect way to proceed! A circle of domination was so much hotter than a one way relationship! Chisame would domme her, Chachamaru would domme Chisame, and Evangeline would domme Chachamaru! Using this method she would be able to gain/lose control at her own perverted whims! Oh, she was such a lewd genius, her evil was only dwarfed by the sheer eroticism she possessed! She heard Chisame step back and gasp, she heard Chachamaru strut sluttily across the floor.
Yes, yes! How perfect, how magnificent! Chachamaru would put this slut in her rightful place in no time flat! A direct order like that would be obeyed without question. Oh, how might she do it? The anticipation! The tension! It was almost too much for her to take! Almost. Very nearly, almost too much, but not quite. Kukuku! How would it be? Would she put Chisame over her knee? Would she pinch hre ears? Would she put her in a headlock and give her the old noogie? Tie her up? Slap on a submission hold? It was endless! The possibilities were endless!
Yet the cyborg went for the path of least resistance. Of course. It was predictable, yet no less delicious. She grabbed the paddle from Chisame's trembling hand, lifted it into the air and with a mighty crack it landed down.
Squarely onto Evangeline's cheeks.
She went rigid. Her eyes rolled up, her tongue lolled out. Her expression was shameless, but even that fact alone made her cum a little from what the spell was doing to her nerves. "Again!" she whimpered. Yes, whimpered! Her, the mighty Evangeline! Nobody that had ever known or feared her would recognise this voice! "Again! More! Sp-Spank me again!"
"But Chiu, why did Chachamaru betray me," Chisame said aloud, mimicking Evangeline's body language and manner of speaking before hopping to the left and adopting a more Chiu like stance and voice. "Why, it seems as though the mighty vampire forgot all about my Pactio! It can freely manipulate all sorts of electronics!"
"Th-That shouldn't work on - Oh, Chachamaru, you can go harder than that! I won't break that easily!"
"Well, your body won't," Chachamaru dryly said. "But your mind, that is another matter."
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The more Chamo thought about it the likelier it was that Chisame had fled directly to Evangeline. Easily the scariest person in class. By dint of being a vampire. Which is just, you know, one of the most globally famous types of monsters there is. While Chisame didn't get on especially well with Evangeline - or vice versa - that is the first logical port of call upon discovering that Chamo was Up To Something.
Because Evangeline would then do Terrible Things to him. Like tell Negi. Maybe pin him to a dartboard, spin it around and randomly cast spells at it. Take away his collection of underwear. Oh! The horror! Oh, the inhumanity!
"This Negi body pillow is so comfy!"
"So comfy."
Chamo turned to see his allies hugging the Negi body pillow in quite lewd ways. Practically humping the thing. It was very hot! Something he should be encouraging! Yet at the same time this was not the moment to indulge!
Ah, but he lacked the heart or the stomach to tear them away from such comfort. If he tried and they let him, it would hurt them. Better to let their lewd, pretty smiles linger on as they hugged the body pillow. He would return later and lure them away with promises of something with greater lewdness. He wouuuld boldly leave the room and figure out a way to deal with the looming threat of Evangeline all by himself.
"Y-y-y-y-yep, I w-will f-f-f-f-figure out a w-w-w-w-way to deal with her," Chamo said. He was trembling like a jackhammer while walking the school corridor. Shaking like a leaf. Let's see, let's see. If he was going to deal with Evangeline, then he first needed to recruit a new ally. Someone tough enough to stand up to her. Ku-Fei makes for a good start, but she'd be best at long range combat Someone capable of long range -
Suddenly, he was picked up, and he found himself snout to nose with Mana Tatsumiya.
Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner. By which he meant 'shit, I'm about to get shot out of a modified sniper rifle'.
"Hello there Mana! Lovely as ever I see!" Chamo said. She scowled at him. "Is there something I can help you with?"
"... Seeing you walk around this nervously makes it obvious you are up to something," Mana said. "And Asuna has been running around all day asking people to keep an eye out for you. Can you give me a good reason I should not take you to her right now?"
"I'm an adorable fuzzy munchkin?" Chamo offered. Unsurprisingly, Mana didn't take this in the spirit it was offered. "Oh, you know how Asuna is! Ah, my shoe is undone! Must be that stoat's fault! Oh dear, someone left a leaf blower running at the bottom of these stairs, must have been Chamo! There's a stoat in my underwear drawer, must be Chamo yet again!"
"That last one makes you sound really guilty."
"I'm sure there are a lot of other British stoats at this Japanese school," Chamo nodded. "Look, no need to be so threatening! I mean, what would be the worst thing you'd do if, for example, I was secretly using a spell to turn your classmates into perverts?"
That was intended as a rhetorical question. He had not expected Mana to actually answer it.
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There's little Chisame liked more than seeing someone get their righteous comeuppance. If anyone had it coming harder than Evangeline, she couldn't think of them.
Well. Chamo had it coming. But that would be after she'd finished getting the vampire and cyborg under her thumb.
Speaking of, reprogramming Chachamaru into a spanking machine was really setting the spell dancing along her nerves in a pleasant tingling way. She'd climbed up onto the table Evangeline was leaning against, and laying there all seductively, watching Evangeline whimpering and moaning and smiling and wiggling her hips while Chachamaru teased her.
"Are you going to give up soon?" Chisame asked. She stroked Evangeline's hair. Remarkable, so silky and soft. "You already lost to this spell once, so losing again should be even easier."
Smack. "I -" Smack. "Can't." Smack. "Take." Smack. "This." Smack. "Anymooooore!"
This was it. This was it! The moment she'd been waiting for! Let her hear those words come from her lips, and then they could properly get to work overthrowing Chamo's perverted campaign!
"Oooohhhhhhh noooooooooooooo!" a voice, a distant mortified voice, echoed across the campus. The three girls stopped what they were doing to look up in wonder, for that must surely be the sound of absolute terror.
"That sounded like a stoat being threatened by a pissed off half demon, that doesn't especially have the time or patience to deal with the stoat's bullshit," Evangeline mumbled. "Chacha! Stop staring and keep on spanking! I'm not quite broken yet!"
"Hrm, guess someone else got to Chamo first..." Chisame mused. "A-anyway! How does it feel to be outwitted by a lowly net idol? Centuries old vampire can't keep track of her associate's pactios? Hrmph! Some all powerful beings you turned out to be!"
"Uh, Chisame, we can't actually hack Chachamaru."
Chisame turned to see one of her seven little sprites hanging around near her shoulder. So she hadn't been able to hack Chachamaru?
"Why didn't you tell me this sooner?" They shrugged in unison.
"This is really fucking hot," one ironically named Negi replied. Chisame was left to ponder if that meant her pactio had been corrupted like she was, or if they were just sensible creatures. Because really, who wouldn't find this hot?
"Hold on, so... if you can't hack Chachamaru, then why is she spanking Evangel-"
She was interrupted by a paddle striking her butt. It sent a gasp through her body, and tripped the spell something fierce. She shifted position, raising her butt in the air on instinct because it was the blatantly most perverted and dirty thing to do. Chisame was one of the most gifted ladies in the class when it came to butts, so her impact had a noticeable amount of wobble to it.
"I am spanking Mistress Evangeline because it is really fucking hot," Chachamaru flatly answered. "I am a machine with a soul, therefore it is not so simple to hack me with your Pactio. Even Hakase had to use this spell and external stimulation to effectively reprogram me, and she has full administrative access."
Oh. Well, that sort of made sense. "Then what do you want?" Chisame asked. The few seconds it had taken between Chachamaru's first spank and the inevitable follow-up had been agonizing. Chisame's ass already wiggled in Chachamaru's direction without her even realizing it.
The paddle fell upon both her and Evangeline's butts at the same time. The corners of Chachamaru's mouth turned up, ever so slightly, and then she said something so simple and thirsty that it made Chisame feel genuine jealousy for the android maid. How good must she feel with actions and words like this?
"My soul yearns for only one thing," Chachamaru pushed the two of them, so that Chisame was now underneath Evangeline. "I want to see you hate fuck each other."
You know, it was funny, but now that she mentioned it Chisame was kind of starting to want that as well.
- Time for some dirty, dirty hate fucking.
- So, which of these three is in charge now?
- Mana drags Chamo along to Asuna to answer for his crimes.
- Let's check back in on Ku Fei, it's been a while.
- Something else
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