Lynx and Royal's Spankathon
Note before reading: Mentions of personalities. I do have other personalities but do not claim DID because I don’t have the same symptoms and I am not diagnosed and unsure. I am aware that alters/headmates cannot come out of your head into the real world. This is based on myself and on a fictional fantasy I decided to write. I do have consent from my headmate Lynx to include her in this.
The afternoon sun filtered in through the blinds casting lines of shadow and light in rows. I found that pretty. I was quietly sat on the wooden floor of the kitchen, gazing at the grains and the dust motes in the stream of light. What was better than just existing and being aware. It was better than laying in bed with only the walls to stare at.
I had been struggling with my identity lately. I had these parts of myself. They had different names and they had different tastes in music and different opinions. I thought I had been faking but sometimes it felt like I had zero control over these personalities. I sometimes could hear them talking to me in my head. and sometimes I felt like I was in them. I thought that meant I was faking too, the fact that I could remember what they did and what they saw. But it didn’t ever feel like me in those moments. I let out a slow breath as I close my eyes.
“Girl, the moping is really draggin’ me down.“
I hear a voice and my eyes snap open. I see a girl leaning against the kitchen counter looking at me with a semi bored expression, the other half I cannot tell. She is taller than me with bright electric blue hair, a half up half down hairstyle. Spacebuns? I didn’t know a lot about hair so that didn’t matter. She had piercing blue-gray eyes to match. Her outfit was one that might come from the game I had recently been playing, Cyberpunk 2077. The woman who had appeared before me was wearing a puffy jacket with a thick collar, a tank top, leather pants, and a pair of studded boots. She reminded me of someone.
“I can hear your thoughts y’know. You know me, Lynx. The crazy bitch in your head. Sound familiar?”
I was beyond surprised, was I hallucinating or did this girl just transport from my head into reality.
“What? How? I don’t-”
“It don’t matter Choom. I’m here, and I am gonna fuck shit up!”
Lynx pushes herself off of the counter and walks up to me, a swagger in her hips.
“The Physical therapist says we shouldn’t walk like that, it messes up our lower back and hips.”
Lynx grabs my hands and hoists me off the floor.
“Listen, I don’t give a shit, Imma walk the way I walk.”
“And what do you mean you’re gonna ‘fuck shit up’?”
I glance at Lynx before looking out the window.
“That? Well damn, what do you think my first thoughts gonna be upon being transported into the real world?”
Lynx grins a mischievous smile and pulls me along, she guides me through the hall.
“I don’t know, you’re unpredictable.”
“Let me spell it out for ya babes, I’m gonna rock your world.”
My jaw absolutely drops, the audacity of this girl was astronomical.
“Rock my world? I don’t think either of us even know how to have sex. I’m a virgin, and considering you came from my head, you have to be one too.”
Lynx just chuckles at me and I find she is leading me towards my bedroom.
“Tomato Tomahto, when’s that ever stopped me? I’ll figure it out!”
I am pulled into my room and when I get there, with ease she picks me up and walks me to the bed and throws me down.
“When did you get so strong?”
I sound incredulous.
“Royal, Roy, Babes! Were in a story, it ain’t gotta make sense!”
Lynx looks to the side at you who are reading this on your fetlife account.
“In a story, what the hell are you talking about?”
And if my jaw couldn’t drop any further, Lynx drops her leather pants revealing her bright lime green lacy panties.
“First of all,Greenunderwear?! Second of all... uh... Shouldn’t we like? What if my grandparents come home and, I dunno.”
I look practically devastated.
“They wont come home, so that’s not a problem doll.”
“What do you mean they wont come home?”
I give Lynx a look that says I am feeling sussed out.
“I already told you Royal, were in a story!”
Whatever the hell that meant. But it was already crazy enough that Lynx came out of my head so grandparents not showing up couldn’t be any crazier. Lynx kicked off her shoes to get her pants all the way off and then disrobed her jacket to the floor.
“You look like a deer in the headlights, maybe you do need someone to rock your world.”
Lynx laughed and got onto the bed. She climbed onto my lap and took my face between her hands.
“Don’t be a prune Royal. me and you are gonna have a lot of fun!”
“Prude, you mean?”
Lynx glares me down instantly.
“Girl, you’re being real mouthy for a girl who’s got someone on her lap about to ruin her for every person she tries to get with in the future.”
“And what are you gonna do about it?”
I give a shit eating grin. What could she do about it? I was terrible at domination so how could she do anything I couldn’t
“I know your weakness Royal.”
That didn’t sound ominous at all...
“What weakness? I ain’t got one single! Hey!”
Lynx tweaks one of my nipples through my shirt to interrupt me, it didn’t feel like much. I wasn’t much worked up yet...Yet.
“Tell me... What is that little thing that cute individuals like you get when they misbehave?”
Lynx rubs her chin and fakes an inquisitive expression. I know exactly what she’s talking about and I want to melt into a puddle on the spot.
“It’s a punishment.”
I murmur under my breath.
“No... well yes, but more specific. Which one?”
“I dunno.”
I stare look to the side feeling embarassed.
“I know you know, because I can hear your thoughts. So, tell me. What’s that weakness you’ve got there?”
Lynx murmurs in a low sensual voice that tickles my brain just right sending a slight ripple through my core.
“If you can read my mind why do I got to tell you?”
“Because I know you don’t want to say it, and so I’m gonna make you say it anyways.”
Lynx leans in close to my face with half lidden eyes, one hand tracing the line of my jaw before holding the side of my jaw with a gentle hand. She had a charming and soft smile.
“So... I am gonna ask again. What’s that punishment? If you tell me, maybe you’ll get out of punishment for being a brat.”
I feel my face begin to warm up and my body tense. Did I have to? I mean Lynx said it would get me out of trouble, and it’s not like I was really complaining.
“S........”
“I’m sorry what? I couldn’t hear you. You’re gonna have to speak up sweetheart.”
I felt my heart thud in my chest. She was going to make me say it again. It was already embarrassing saying it once.
“Spanking.”
I speak a little louder but still quiet and nervous.
“What about spanking?”
Lynx gives a knowing grin. Fuck that and fuck this! I had to repeat it again but with more context. She knows what I am thinking! This isn’t necessary! But hell, I am already here.
“The punishment I like... Is being spanked.”
I am avoiding eye contact like its the last thing I’ll ever do if I look at Lynx.
“Oh, you do like it. Then that makes the question! Is it a punishment if you like it? I suppose right now that doesn’t matter, because I lied anyhow. I am still going to punish you, for the sake of watching you pout.”
Lynx grins and then whispers close to my ear.
“And don’t forget I can read your mind. Your safeword is Pomegranate, and I wont ignore that.”
Lynx nuzzles her nose against my cheek and then dismounts my lap. I felt more comfortable knowing that Lynx was considering my boundaries.
“Alright Roy. bend over the bed for me.”
I feel embarrassed, but intrigued. very intrigued. I climb off of my bed and then bend over the edge of my bed. This felt humiliating, bending over my own bed, presenting to someone in a vulnerable and sensual way. And the humiliation gets worse when Lynx yanks my panties down to reveal my butt.
“Well, isn’t this just a pretty little ass.”
Lynx walks behind me and I can feel as she places her hands over the roundness of my bottom. Then with a sudden movement she pulls me by my hips against her front, leaning over my back and whispering against my neck. I can’t help as a soft moan escapes me.
“nngh~”
My moan was soft and breathy, and I felt as the fire burnt through my core.
“Moaning already? I haven’t even done anything yet.”
Lynx chuckles lowly and I feel the tickle of her breath against the hairs of my neck.
“It makes me wonder... What will you sound like when I actually begin?”
Lynx pulls back and lets go of me and I lean further down resting my arms on the bed.
!
Without warning I feel a sharp sting to my bottom and I give a little yelp and begin squirming a little.
“Seriously?! No warning?!”
Not that I had minded, the sensation was exquisite.
“You didn’t want a warning.”
Lynx gives a warm laugh and I feel the tickle of her fingers soothing away the sting. When the tickle disappears I brace myself for the next impact.
!
When I feel her hand come down again I groan and let my body fall forward onto my resting arms so my face is pressed against my arms.
“Now that’s a handsome little sound you’ve made...”
Lynx speaks in a low and gentle tone as she runs her fingers over my bottom.
“We don’t have any input though...”
Lynx muses as she gives my bottom a little pat before pulling back.
“What do you mean? Why are we stopping?”
I give a soft needy whine and wiggle my butt at Lynx.
“I’m saying, can’t give the people too much of a show without a little input can we? What do they wanna read?”
Lynx looks back at you again and grins.
“What do you say? What should we do with this pretty little lady?”
