A Proper Punishment For Odalia Blight Part 1 (Pixiv Fanbox)

Odalia Blight walked through the center of Bonesborough’s Marketplace, reveling in her freedom as she took in the sights of the primitive center of commerce. The market was particularly busy today, bustling with hundreds of people bartering and haggling at each stall she walked past. All of the buildings framing the market were either being rebuilt or had been reconstructed with stalls lining the streets. Nothing was new, the middle aged mother frowned, just the same old buildings made out of ancient slabs of stone being cobbled back together by Belos' subordinates and various heads of the evil emperor’s foot soldiers.

"This place has stayed exactly the same for hundreds of years,” Odalia sighed, disappointed by the fact that Emperor Belos’ vision of an orderly and magic free Empire died with him. ‘There would've been a new store on every corner selling Blight Industries products if things had gone my way.’

Odalia's mournful mood didn't last long. A smile formed on her face the moment she spotted Kikimora struggling to carry a stone that was larger than the small woman's entire body. Thanks to her connections, her money and, perhaps most importantly of all, her influence as the head of Blight Industries, Odalia had managed to avoid any form of forced labor or corporal punishment for aiding the dethroned Emperor. Still, the tribunal that was formed by the city's intellectuals to create a fair and unbiased judicial system, had sentenced her to be confined to her house for a period of two years.

The idea of being locked up in her house had initially annoyed her, especially after all the money she had donated to certain members of the tribunal council, but it wasn’t long before she was walking around Bonesborough, unrestricted by the sentence. Few seemed to care, not like there was a unified guard to police and enforce the tribunal's rulings. The limited muscle that did try to uphold peace in Bonesborough was too preoccupied with watching over the forced laborers to stop her from traveling through the town.

If only her long leisurely walks scouting out locations and meeting up with her investors could go unnoticed by her family, specifically Amity, who never seemed to tire of berating her whenever the middle aged mother came home. It came as no surprise when the young woman started shouting at her the moment she stepped foot through the front door after leaving the house for the very first time since her sentencing the previous week. The girl, who tarnished the Blight name by loving the fugitive human, was also the most vocal member of the tribunal. The little brat had actually argued that she should've been given a harsher punishment for aiding the Emperor with their family's line of Abominations. Even without her contributions to the members of the tribunal, Odalia, being the brilliant businesswoman she was, had outmaneuvered Mittens in that farce of a courtroom and ultimately won her freedom.

‘In a year’s time from now an army of Abominations will enforce my rule upon this city and Blight Industries will be the sole power across the isles. Once I’ve cemented my rule, Mittens will learn her proper place.’ The green haired woman's sly smile gradually grew into a grin.

“What are you doing outside of the house again, mom?!” The painfully familiar voice of Amity could be heard shouting over the crowd of shoppers.

Odalia turned around calmly, but was visibly annoyed by being called out by her daughter in public no less. The girl was going to make yet another scene, there was doubt of that in Odalia’s mind. She knew that any argument, especially such a public one, would not only make the family look bad but cast her company in a completely negative light, thus handicapping her ability to look like a strong leader.

“Mittens,” Odalia paused, walking over to where her daughter stood to try to quiet the girl down, “why don't we discuss this at home? Away from prying eyes and ears.”

She let her annoyance be heard in the last sentence, trying to subtly tell her youngest daughter that she wasn't happy with her behavior. The last thing she needed was an argument that would be seen by everyone in the market.

“I'm tired of shouting at you. It doesn't matter how hard I try; you never listen to anything I say.” Amity replied, her eyes burning with anger.

Despite the look in Mitten’s eyes, Odalia felt relieved to hear that there wasn't going to be an argument. ‘She can be as angry as she wants, but I'm only doing this for the family.’

“I'm overjoyed to hear that, Mittens.” Odalia’s smile reappeared on her now smug face. “How about we go home and-”

Amity's hands suddenly glowed with an intense lavender aura, catching Odalia completely off guard. Before she could react, the girl's pulsating purple energy swirled around her legs, lifting her into the air until she was dangling by her ankles facing the ground.

“Mittens!” Odalia shouted angrily as she hung upside down above the patrons of the market. “Cease this nonsense immediately and put me down this instant!”

The closest patrons of the market turned around and gawked in confusion upon seeing Odalia Blight hanging above their heads in the air. It took only moments for the mob of people to surge around the two Blights, eager to see what all the commotion was about.

“No!” Amity cried out in anger. “I'm tired of you acting like there's no consequences for your actions!”

Odalia was about to respond when the lavender tendrils coming from her daughter’s hands forcefully yanked the middle aged mother's pants down, leaving her speechless and exposing her plump, and perfectly round, panty encased ass for all to see.

All around them, shocked gasps rang out amongst the crowd.

“Mittens?!” Odalia cried out in horror as her panic stricken pale face turned beet red, burning with embarrassment.

The middle aged mother couldn't help but think about the sheer amount of damage that her daughter was doing to her reputation. How could she ever live this down? Her bottom was literally being displayed to everyone!

“You know that saying you loved telling me every day as I grew up, mom? ‘A Blight always upholds their end of the deal?’ It's time for you to finally upheld your end of the deal!”

‘Is she really going to spank me? In front of the entire marketplace?!’

Odalia felt the oozing hand that had been gently patting her panty clad bottom pull away, leaving the middle aged mother with no doubt of what it was about to do. Not wanting to be spanked like a child in front of everyone, she made a last ditch effort to get through to her daughter. “Mittens, if you let me down I promise to forget this ever hap-PENED!”

The sound of Odalia’s voice going up an entire octave as her bountiful backside was slapped caused the assembled crowd to burst out in laughter which was quickly followed by murmurs amongst the more talkative members of the audience.

“Stop this at once!” Odalia howled as the massive hand landed another sharp spank to her tender backside.

The crowd hooted and hollered in response, some cheered upon seeing the woman who single handedly armed the evil Emperor with an army of her Abominations getting a proper punishment. If you had asked anyone present about Odalia's confinement to her luxurious house they wouldn't have hesitated to tell you that she got off virtually scott free compared to the others who were now working thier butts off to rebuild the town. Some might've suggested she be locked up while most wanted to see her break her manicured nails doing manual labor. However, all in attendance were beyond satisfied to see such an unrepentant woman being publicly humiliated and shamed for her role in the Day of Unity events.

“Mittens! Please- Agh!” Odalia exclaimed in a pathetic voice, pleading for this horrible spanking to come to an end.

The prim and proper business woman could feel the growing heat radiating from her sensitive skin, spreading across every inch of her bountiful backside. Her mind raced, her emotions in a whirlwind as Amity used her magic to bring the giant purple hand down again, slapping her stinging cheeks. She squealed through gritted teeth, wriggling her hips as she desperately tried to squirm her way out of the purple tendril’s grasp. Try as she might, she was powerless against her daughter's superior magic.

Again and again the hand fell across her punished posterior, causing Odalia to scream out in agony whenever it caught a part of her thighs. It went without saying that the proud woman had never been spanked by her parents in her entire life. The feeling of such a sharp and stinging pain coursing through her sensitive skin was completely foreign to the middle aged mother. Even in such a state of swirling emotions and unbridled pain she refused to give her daughter the satisfaction of seeing the spanking bring her to tears, but with each blow it was becoming harder and harder for her not to break down.

She screamed out once more as yet another swift smack landed on her already sore ass. The sharp pain was rapidly overwhelming the normally dominant and elegant face of Blight Industries who could feel the wetness of tears forming on her warm, blush covered face. One thing a Blight never did was cry and she refused to lower herself to such a level. It was bad enough that her blistered backside was making her scream, but she would not be reduced to crying like a baby!

Odalia had clenched her eyes shut, trying desperately not to break down into a full fledged bawling fit. However, closing her eyes not only amplified the pain, but it also seemingly made each passing second pass much more slowly. The normal rhythm of the hand spanking her like clockwork must've ceased because it was taking far too long for the next blow to strike her jiggling backside. Slowly, and with great curiosity, Odalia opened her eyes and looked down at the furious young woman standing below her; she had stopped spanking her!

“I want you to apologize to the citizens of Bonesborough for everything you have done.” Amity's voice rose above the delighted crowd, demanding that her mother admit that she was wrong.

Odalia blinked her tear stained eyes, breathless and all too embarrassed by the brutal spanking that her daughter had put her through in front of the entire marketplace. Still, even as her plump bottom throbbed, her ego refused to allow her to admit that she had done anything wrong by aiding Emperor Belos.

“I will do no such thing!” Odalia declared in a defiant scowl, her tone betrayed by the black mascara dripping from her brows as she hung upside down.

Amity gazed up at her mother in disbelief at what she had just heard. She knew that the woman was pig headed, but this was on an entirely different level of pride driven foolishness . “I can't believe how stubborn you are!”

Odalia felt herself being gradually turned over until her legs were dangling beneath her. She felt her stinging bottom being lifted up slightly as her upper body slumped forward over yet another abomination’s hand; she was literally being put into a proper position to be spanked!

Without warning, the huge hand brought down Amity's anger across her mother's already burning bottom causing the woman to cry out in pain. Her defiant tone could no longer be heard as the initial strike was followed by swift and more powerful smacks that were gradually building in strength causing Odalia to plead in a most pitiful voice.

“Mittens!” The matriarch of the Blight family cried out before another devastating slap landed on her bountiful backside, causing a spasm in her bladder. “Mama’s had enough!”

“Apologize and I'll stop!” Amity shouted up at her mother.

Odalia knew that her daughter was right, but she couldn't admit that to the throngs of people gathered around her. It was bad enough that she was being spanked, an act of public humiliation not even bestowed on that power hungry Kikimora, by her own daughter no less! However, if she apologized to a single soul, let alone half of Bonesborough, it would destroy her reputation more so than getting her backside blistered. She could explain this terrible act away by claiming that there was a power struggle in the family over who controlled Blight Industries, her investors and the general public would understand that, but not an apology; One doesn't apologize in business!

“I did nothing wrong!” Odalia howled after a particularly hard hit landed on both of her panty clad cheeks, catching a portion of her upper thighs.

If Amity had said something Odalia was too fixated on the spurt of urine that had shot out of her to hear what her daughter had said. She managed to clench her thighs together to stop the stream from becoming a raging torrent, but the damage had been done. The front of her once pristine silk panties were drenched in pee, the delicate material cradling her mound was becoming soaked and clung to every inch of her skin. She felt positively mortified that even a drop had left her body, she was stronger than that; she was a Blight!

The next firm opened palm strike on her throbbing ass caused her thick thighs to squeeze even tighter together, rubbing the wet spot coating the crotch of her panties deeper into her skin. It not only reminded her of the consequences of her stubbornness, but with each slap, Odalia was quickly realizing that she was losing control over her body. The purple palm was hitting even harder than she thought possible and she was starting to feel her body inadvertently acting on its own due to such overwhelming amounts of pain being inflicted upon her punished posterior.

“Please stop!” Odalia cried out again, desperate to get through to her daughter without admitting any fault of her own.

“You know how to stop this, mom.” Amity called out to her, seemingly resigned to carry this out until she broke.

Another Titan shaking slap of the abomination’s hand infused with her daughter's magic spread across Odalia's now throbbing bottom. The stinging was becoming unbearable and she could feel her skin starting to bruise. If she didn't give in now she probably wouldn't be able to sit down for a week! However, at that moment all Odalia could think of was not wetting herself as she bit down on her lip and braced herself for what she knew was going to be the strongest smack yet. Right before she clenched her eyes shut she caught a glimpse of the onlookers in the crowd, taking in their amusement, feeling sickened that they revealed in her torment; they were actually enjoying this!

That was the last thought that crossed her mind before the final devastating blow landed across her reddened ass, causing everything to go black for the briefest of moments. It may have been a second or a minute, Odalia had no clue, but the first thing she noticed was the steady stream of warmth spraying out from between her legs.

Much to Odalia's horror, her ego hadn't given in but her body definitely did.

Unlike the first trickle of pee that had leaked into her panties, this was practically a river. She could feel it hitting the inside of her underwear, pooling against her lower lips for roughly a second before leaking through the sides of her panties. She could see some of it falling to the ground, but most of it was running down her thighs. It was this feeling of utter disgust and horror caused by her own bodily fluids drenching her skin, panties, pants and her shoes that caused her to break down and start openly crying.

From her position on the ground, Amity could see shining droplets of liquid sliding down the front of her mother's legs. It was hard for her to consider the fact that her mother had pissed herself, but it was almost beyond a certainty that was what was causing the unexpected streams to travel down the woman's pale legs; her mother had pissed herself during the spanking!

“I guess it shouldn't surprise me that you would rather wet yourself like a baby than admit you did anything wrong.” Amity remarked as she used her magic to lower her bawling mother from the sky.

“Dad and I have been trying to figure out a way to enforce the tribunal’s order,” Amity paused, looking over the crying woman who had curled herself up into the fetal position on the cobblestone floor, "but what's held us back is treating you like an adult instead of the baby you keep acting like!”

To Be Continued...