“That ice cream was soooo tasty ♥.”
“Riiiight ♥?”
“What’s wrong, Master?”
“Yup, it was damn good all right!” I exclaimed, growing defiant.
The vanilla ice cream was super rich and tasty, huh? Must have been Jersey cow’s milk, right? Oh yeah, super delicious, yum. It was a bit too thick and rich in certain ways, and I felt like all the blood vessels in my brain were going to burst, sure, but yeah, it was tasty. Goddammit.
After that roller coaster, we continued to the next floor, the gymnasium. Here was where the Saint went into action. With a superb jump that would’ve put any professional gymnast to shame, she vaulted over the horse.
✦ ✦ ✦
I thought that the brief glimpse of her shapely butt’s contours I caught each time she jumped would give me a cerebral hemorrhage, but I was totally fine (this was a bald-faced lie)!
Naturally, she didn’t do all this out of the goodness of her heart. Her proposal was that in exchange for completing the puzzle, she would receive a One-Day Slave Ticket that would allow her to use me however she deemed fit. It appeared that she had taken a liking to me and wanted me to be at her mercy for a day.
I mean, I’d gladly become her pet if she wanted me to.
After some other trials and tribulations, we finally arrived at the last floor. The other three were shiny and glistening, while my mind was in tatters.
The final floor was the principal’s office, though this was in name only, as there were bondage implements and gags strewn about the area. What sort of deranged pervert was in charge of this school?
Of course, I wasn’t going to use any of them. I couldn’t. However, I would have to use the table in the middle of the room, which was commonly referred to as the bratty bitch discipline table.
“Uh, hold up. What the…?”
Katorina and the Saint stiffened as they took in the abnormal sight.
I assumed that the words written on the wall—WILLFUL CHILDREN NEED PUNISHMENT—were one major cause of their worsening fear.
The Saint turned around and rattled the doorknob, but it didn’t budge. They couldn’t escape.
Their bratty bitchification needed to be undone, or the teleportation circle wouldn’t appear.
They seemed to suss out the strange vibe I had, as their expressions completely changed from how they had been until this point. They looked ready to burst into tears at any moment.
“I-is this because we kept acting so spoiled…?”
“O-okay, I’ll apologize. I’ll apologize, promise! I’m sorry!”
I stopped the two of them as they tried to apologize. Meanwhile, Nanami had already set herself on the pedestal.
Her stance was absolutely perfect. She pressed her breasts down on top of it and shoved her ass toward me. A tremendously powerful sight. But I needed to delay for a moment.
“No, no, I should be apologizing. Sorry, I’m about to do something terrible to you both.”
“Huh?”
“You’re not mad at us?”
“Well, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t, I guess. But I did have fun adventuring with you three.”
Nevertheless, we couldn’t get back home with them like this. I needed to return the bratty bitches to their senses. In this dungeon, bratty bitches needed to be put in their place.
Spanking their butts on top of the pedestal—it was something that had to be done no matter what. To progress in this dungeon, I’d needed to turn them into bratty bitches. And thus, I would now need to put them in their place as well. It was unavoidable.
In the game, you spank them while they kick and scream, but I wanted to avoid being forceful if possible.
That, and I really did have a good time. A lot had happened along the way, and I’d caught some of their sexier sides, so it was a wonderful memory. I needed to steel my heart, though.
“So I wanted to express my gratitude to you both. Thank you. Thank you, and I’m so—”
“Whoa, c’mon, stopppp it ♥. Ewww♥.”
Katorina stopped me before I could apologize.
“Whatever ♥. You look weak and scrawny, so I guess I don’t mind ♥.”
“Just know you’re never getting a chance to do this to me again. Besides, no matter what you do to me, Stud, I bet it’ll be a walk in the park ♥.”
Both of you… Thank you. Hearing them say this helped soothe my guilty conscience.
“Heeeey, Stud ♥? I guess I can say this now that we’re here.”
“Say what, Katorina?”
“It was sorta fun for me, too ♥.”
“At first I was, like, what the heck is with this old dude, right ♥? Buuut…,” the Saint said, peering up at me. Then, with a devilish grin, she continued, “You were sorta cool, just a little ♥. I had fun, too. I’ll give you a passing grade, then, Stud ♥.”
Her overwhelming cuteness derailed my train of thought before I heard a voice from behind me.
“Nnnhhhaash ♥, Master, how long is this abandonment play going to go on for?”
Whoops, my bad. I’d completely forgotten about her.
I immediately went over to Nanami’s butt. I instinctively gulped in the face of its intense presence.
She was sweaty. Her bathing suit was almost translucent, and she was basically hiding nothing. Her most precious areas were miraculously still hidden, and that was it.
I put a hand on her sweaty back. Then I slowly lifted my hand into the air.
Her butt bounced. Nanami’s buttocks, so powerful they could probably defeat the Demon King on their own, trembled like jelly.
“Ah ♥! Master ♥! Yes ♥! I-if you hit that hard ♥! Mnhgh ♥!”
Ten seconds after I was done spanking her, Nanami lifted herself up.
“The stunningly beautiful maid Nanami has made her return.”
She appeared to have come to her senses. I mean, she was spouting her usual nonsense, so I couldn’t really say for sure, but she was probably fine now.
Next up was the Saint.
“Uppsie-daisy ♥!” she said as she got herself in position on the pedestal.
It was an amazing sight. The Saint, dressed in a sexy school uniform, was sticking her butt out at me. I instinctively gulped back my spit and attempted to raise my hand…but found myself unable to do so.
I began to feel uncertain about whether it was okay for me to do this.
I mean, it was the Saint in front of me. Would this fly? I was about to spank her and all.
The Saint appeared to notice my sudden loss of will.
“Omigosh, you’re getting cold feet now ♥? Laaaaame ♥,” she said to provoke me. Deciding I didn’t have any other choice, I took a good look at the Saint’s butt, when I realized something.
“Oh…”
Her fair-skinned, beautiful, sweaty buttocks were trembling.
She was scared. The Saint was terrified at the prospect of being spanked. Yet she had tried to provoke me to give me courage.
“…Saint, this is going to hurt, so prepare yourself.”
“Hold on, just call me Stef ♥.”
“Huh?”
“Just for this one second, I want you to call me Stef. I want you to call me by my name, ’kay ♥?”
I needed to steel myself as well.
“Got it, Stef. Here I go.”
“Give it to me, Stud ♥. I’m sure that I can take whatever you’ve got, no problem ♥.”
I put a hand on her sweaty waist. Her body jerked. I raised up my hand and slammed it down on the Saint’s ass.
The sound of palm on flesh echoed. Sweat splashed up into the air.
“Mhn ♥! Ah ♥! N-no, I can’t— ♥! Mhnnn ♥! Eek ♥! Aaaaangh ♥!”
After I had finished spanking her five times, I gently helped her back up. It appeared that the Saint’s bratty bitchification had been reversed.
It must have hurt, as the Saint looked at me with tears in her eyes, her butt and face equally crimson. All of her memories from her time as a bratty bitch were clearly intact. As such, she knew I had been privy to all of her shameful behavior.
Unfortunately, there was no way to clear the dungeon other than put up with the bratty bitch routine.
Both the Saint and Katorina understood this.
That was why the Saint didn’t say a word.
Next was Katorina. She got her body in position and shoved her butt at me. I grabbed her demon tail with one hand, and her body twitched.
I swung my hand down on her sweaty butt.
“Eep ♥! Ahn ♥! Hnnggh ♥! Mrnhh ♥! Nnnnha ♥!”
Then Katorina also went back to normal. She and the Saint still wouldn’t say anything. Faces and butts bright red, they silently stepped into the teleportation circle that had appeared.
There was likely a shower room and a change of clothes waiting for them on the other end.
It was at that moment, right as I took a step toward my own long-awaited shower…
“Oh, by the way, Master.”
“What is it, Nanami?”
…Nanami called to me, and I turned around.
“We had to do all sort of things to get through that Bratty Bitch Dungeon, yes?”
“Sure did.”
If I had been all by myself, I would have chosen a route that didn’t require the bratty bitchification, like the one where you had to wear see-through clothes that left nothing to the imagination. I hadn’t chosen the route because revealing the full monty with Katorina and the Saint around would’ve been bad news, though.
“I probably could have cleared all of those rooms without the bratty bitchification. I knew the answers to the questions in the first room, I was able to play the instruments just fine, and correct me if I am wrong, but even you could have handled the vaulting horse yourself, Master, yes?”
I looked up to the sky.
…Now that I thought about it, Nanami probably could have handled all of it.
“Don’t say a word about this to the Saint or Katorina, got it?”
If a day ever came when they found that out, it would likely be my last day on this earth.