Red Spark

Upwina was an eighteen-year-old lady often told to mind her own business during her childhood, but that did not stop her from targeting those attractive to her. She was often told to leave people alone; to stop being so clingy; to get a life. She was figuratively the black sheep of her family, but ironically quite the opposite of a literal black sheep: born with pale skin, crimson eyes, and straight, orange hair unto a family of grey skin, violet eyes, and naturally bald from birth traits. Only if well-disciplined could she learn to co-exist with the normal, hairless people in her town, her parents figured. Often, said discipline came with a restriction of privileges.

Her parents were indifferent mostly, but slightly amused whenever they would say, "We've had it up to here with you. Now get up and outta our house."

"If only they felt like they were here," she would normally mutter under her exhalation in response.

She would walk around the neighborhood and observe the walls' cracks' slight expansion due to natural weathering phenomena. The pavement was often possessing small crevices as well. Measuring how large they were growing was the best thing she had to do outside, so she did it several times a punishment per crack.

If she was lucky, being banished was all she would receive as punishment. A more common punishment for Upwina was a pain vibrator. Although not electronic, the device was attached to a pole with a button that manually activated the movement inside whomever's orifice. It had a sharp, spiky exterior deliberately meant to be coarse so that the wrongdoer could not derive any pleasure from it. Often times, it would result in bleeding, but it came with a convalescent cream with which one lubricated the device before insertion. If the adult-aged child you put it in bleeds to the point of death, you no longer have a child in which to put it, after all.

Upwina had a brother who was respected by their parents tremendously; so much so, that they respected his judgment as to when he saw fit himself to discipline her.

"You are not to touch someone else's walls inside their room," he said while pressing the pain vibrator inside Upwina's vagina after having ordered her into his unlit room to punish her for a different offense.

Occasionally, a red spark would appear, coming from the submerged part of the pain vibrator to the wielder of the buttoned end. Her various discipline implementers made it a goal to keep molesting her with the pain vibrator until it showed.

Upwina could remember multiple times when her mother would say, "It's just a little too slow. Let me give my fingers a break. Okay, I'm ready to try again... Nnnnnnhh! I think that was almost fast enough." Upon success, among murmuring of satisfaction, was stated, "Good enough."

There would be randomly dispersed trials to see who could keep the red spark resonating the longest. Usually, Upwina's mother would win, but her father could achieve an uncommon victory. The one instance her brother had the superior time length, their parents gave intermittent praise once it was clear he had succeeded.

"Well done, son," her mother non-chalantly commented.

"Way to take after me," mentioned their father in monotone.

As much as the pain vibrator had an apt title, the red sparks made Upwina hate the button presser more and more. She used to love the people around her; arguably too much, according to the grey, bald people; but now she could hardly stand to even look at them. Sometimes, she wished she could replace the button with an explosive detonator, rigged to blast them to pieces.

The reasons for discipline were a myriad: talking to somebody that had not met her gaze prior, tapping somebody else's shoe with her own while walking past, not honking the car horn loudly enough, breathing air from within someone else's airspace, etc.

"I'm certain that you were thinking about entering this hallway before I had left it," Upwina's father remarked unenthusiastically, despite her disagreement. "I don't know why your mother is superior at this. Rrrrrrrahh! Everyone, I've done it again. I got the red spark."

The majority of Upwina's home life was spent banished, hoping that nobody would follow her with a pain vibrator in hand. Her favorite spot in town was the area in which the two walls became so close together, that only somebody fairly thin like herself could hope to squeeze between the gap. The town was already sealed within a large, grey-bricked building, but finding a hiding place amongst all the fluorescent lighting could not have been done any better.

Confiscation used to be preferred by her punishers before she became eighteen-years-old. Now that she had reached that age milestone and it was legal for people to use the pain vibrator on her, it was the only punishment seen as worth trying simply because of the red spark. Whether due to raw sadistic pleasure; fascination at the highly unusual sight that somehow never caused the recipient any uncomfortability; or the pride of achievement in activating it; the red spark made life more enjoyable for everybody but Upwina.

Red with anger was Upwina's default state. She hated everybody and everyone, constantly cursing them under her breath. She kept trying to predict the end of the world with a smile on her face. There was nothing she truly treasured.

One day, a neighbor, bearing in mind that any neighbor in town that sought permission to discipline her had already received such, decided that Upwina was an inch too close to them for their taste. The pain vibrator was hooked into her body and squeezed vigorously.

"You should practice greater distance from other pedestrians," commented the neighbor casually.

In this particular instance, the pain had finally exceeded Upwina's threshhold and she erupted, both figuratively and literally, "I can't take it anymore!"

The ostensible eruption, physically speaking more so an impactful absorption, was not obvious to observers because it had happened inside her vagina: the pain vibrator had been destroyed, shattered into pieces. The neighbor continued to press the button, only to witness no reaction in Upwina. She grabbed the newly loose end that was attached to her previously; just to show the confused neighbor that it was no longer functional; when suddenly, the remainder of the contraption became freezing cold.

"H-how did you do that?" the neighbor, slightly surprised, asked as they dropped the incredibly chilled handle, watching it shatter upon contact with the ground.

"I don't know. I'm so sor- Whoa! Oof!" Upwina tried to apologize before slipping on the newly created ice beneath her feet, colliding with the recipient of her apology, only to watch them freeze in place as if buried within an avalanche for decades. "Oh, my- Aaughh!" she screamed into her hands, then quickly pulled them away from her face, afraid it might have the same effect; it did not.

Upwina felt like people were valuable again though, and as much as she truly lamented losing the neighbor, she could only lament them now that she possessed some kind of love within her being. She was trudging toward her family home when the authorities arrived, having heard the screaming from before which was against the laws of their society.

"Freeze. Hands in the air," the head officer commanded, approaching Upwina with restraints.

Upwina pleaded, "Please don't do anything to touch me. I know that it's your job, b-"

Once the officer grabbed her, she feared his freezing and silently sobbed for a couple seconds. The officer put the restraints on her and then ripped her pants off of her.

"Hey!" complained both the deputy and Upwina in tandem as the head officer began undoing his own pants.

The deputy informed him desperately, "Sir, this is against protocol!"

The head officer, now with his cock fully inserted within Upwina's cunt, nervously defended himself, "Well, uh, she's in need of discipline and, umm, I don't have a pain vibrator with me, so, yeah, uh, this'll have to do. Awww, yeah! That's it, girl!"

The deputy, thoroughly confused, reached into the backseat of squad car and said, "You mean this?"

"Uhhh, yeah, okay then," the head officer nodded, looking at the pain vibrator in his partner's hand. "Fine. Go ahead and use it on her," he sighed, removing his dick from her body.

The deputy officer thrusted the pain vibrator inside Upwina, pressed the button, and conjured a red spark. Then he removed his pants, removed the pain vibrator from Upwina, and thrust his penis inside her vagina.

"Umm, it seemed like it wasn't working, s-so I guess we're stuck doing the, uh, the discipline like this," he stammered to his partner.

"Yep. Sounds about right," the other officer said while undoing his pants again.

"What're you talking about?!" screamed Upwina.

They continued to rape her together for another minute prior to reinforcements arriving due to the scream. Each time a new police officer had any physical contact with her, her clothes, or a red spark after they pressed the button on a pain vibrator attached to her, they made some excuse to rape her. There were a few exceptions; some of the men with larger penises said that she was too beautiful and wonderful to ignore; that each was making love with the love of their life. But when one finally froze nearly instantly; alongside her restraints which shattered; Upwina made a break for it, blasting through a wall with heat now manifesting from her to the point of red flames pouring forth. She subsequently escaped to the inner city successfully.