Intermission: Discipline Lost

Meanwhile, several hundred miles below, in a now all too familiar camp, the mood could not be worse. A certain Skiddo is outside, interrogating a certain ducieye about her most recent failure. To say that this mon is not happy, is a vast understatement.
"33% of our forces. Gone. In the blink of an eye." He growls as he walks circles around Duci. "Morale is at an all time low. I've had to put down twenty deserters in the last few hours." He suddenly stops, and looks harshly at her. 
"TWENTY. DESERTERS." He shouts at her. "IN. THE. LAST. FEW. HOURS!!" 
He takes a deep breath before he continues, he resumes his slow laps around her.
"Not to mention, your little hair-brained scheme of yours lost us a good portion of the war booty we worked so hard to grab, further damaging our troops morale."
He stops again, and takes a deep breath.
"Well, Duci, What do you have to say for yourself?!" He doesn't shout this last part, but one could almost taste the venom dripping from his mouth as he utters her name.

Duci is with her head hanging low, not out of shame from what just happened, but because of the horror she saw. One moment they were set to overwhelm Sandstones and then...those explosions happened, from the air she could see those large projectiles falling upon Grove's and then...they were reduced to pieces by those powerful blasts. "I..." She begins to speak, raising her head to look at him. "I'm not exactly sure what happened, nor can i put it into words...but it is as the our soldiers said...they were reduced to nothing, it was like...SOMETHING rained down from the sky and decimated our forces and broke the resolve of the rest in a single swoop."

"Yes yes, I heard the reports." The Skiddo says with a handwave dismissively near her face. "Oh, I'm very much aware of that. But that's beside the point."  He growls. "The point is, thanks to you, and your brilliant little scheme, the Grove has been handed the most humiliating defeat since the first battle of Bad Canyon. No, worse than that! At least with Bad Canyon the former commander tried. It didn't save them, though, before I took over, as you're well aware."
He looks her up and down, less than benevolent thoughts concerning the feathered ghost in front of him clearly turning in his head as he continues. 
"Here, the 'men' didn't even try to fight on ever since that... whatever it was, caused their uncontrolled route. You think Princess Ivy is going to buy this whole 'explosions from birds from the sky' nonsense? You think she's going to accept a failure of this magnitude?"

Behind all her silence and tired gaze, she is terrified, cornered. On one hand there is that which happened today, it's clear that there is something helping Sandstone, something that is not from here, but she doesn't know what to properly point to it, and on the other hand there is the wrath of her superiors. "No, of course she won't accept this, if i got back to the Grove as is i will surely be punished...But the fact remains that Sandstone is not an usual adversary, for all intents and purpose they are not part of the Kingdom of Sand anymore, they are completely alone, and yet...they aren't, no other town belonging to the Sands has made use of such disastrous power to repel us." The Decidueye says. "I will have to get to the bottom of this...somehow..."

"I don't think you understand the situation. I was talking about myself being replaced for your failure. Because of you, the men are demoralized. Because of you, they have no holes, male or female, to fill other than each other's. And because of you, I may be facing the princess's wrath like my predecessor..."
His eyes narrow.
"Unless....."
Suddenly the Skiddo grabs her by the chest and holds her up.
"GIve me a reason." He growls. "Give me a reason I should not toss you to the soldiers, and place all the blame on you? After all, this failure is yours and yours alone. It's only fitting that you should be the one getting punished for it!"

She looks at him in surprise and shock. After all of this he is STILL on about their soldiers not being able to have sex? Not worried about the dangers they or their forces might be in but himself...? The Decidueye thinks of something, anything, to prolong her life right now. She closed her eyes for a moment, to take some small respite, then opened...glaring a little. "...Sure, you can blame me, sir. You can put all the blame on me right now and then toss me to our soldiers so they can beat and rape me until i perish. But if I die, the princess won't have anyone else to direct her wrath at, other than YOU."

"Well thanks for reminding me." He growls. "I guess I'll just have to make sure you stay alive long enough for me to deflect the blame onto you. So allow me to repeat myself... give me a reason I shouldn't toss you to the troops right now, right after my own 'disciplinary action', of course..."

This...she doesn't know how to answer, even if she could think of something he is probably to angry to see reason at this point, she hates this, but she might just have to endure this 'disciplinary action', and whatever else is to come. "..." She said nothing and just slowly looked away from him.

"... I didn't think so." 
He slaps her, hard, as he simultaneously lets her go, allowing the blow to knock her to the ground. She lands on her hands and knees. 
"You know damn well the price of failure within the Grove's finest." The Skiddo commander says, his smirk barely contained as his own cock grows out of his sheathe in anticipation for what is about to come next. "You have embarrassed us, and led us to the worst defeat imaginable. You know there is no room for failure here."
He pulls her head back,  as his cock prods against her pussy. 
"I think you know what punishment comes next, don't you, bitch?"

That blow was to be expected, but it still hurt and left her vulnerable on the ground, dazed. She gasped when he pulled her by the head. "Ngh...!" Then she felt his cock prodding against her pussy. The Decidueye was in this situation before...with a superior taking her anger out of her like this, she can't help but be reminded of those times...but right now there is nothing she can do. "Y...Yes sir..." She responded to him, trying to hold back the fear and disgust in her voice.

"Good. Glad you understand your place, cunt." 
To say that the Skiddo commander is rough would be an understatement. There is no mercy, no consideration for his victim's comfort or pleasure as he roughly jams his dick into her, with one swift push with a grunt.

She had tried to brace for the inevitable entry of his cock, but the jolts of pain from the walls of her pussy being spread apart so roughly still made a pained yell escape from her beak. "N-nnngh...! Aaaahhh..." Her body is now trembling.

The Skiddo doesn't pull back just yet. In fact, he gives a few more hard humps just for effect, to really drive the pain in. 
After about three of these, he leans in, and whispers to his victim. "I'll tell you what... you take your punishment well enough, I might consider keeping your punishment for myself instead of tossing you to the rest of the camp when I'm done... maybe."
He plants his paws roughly on her behind, and pulls back just as roughly as he pushed into her, and then, with another rough push in, her rape truely begins, at as harsh of a pace as he can manage.

The way he is handling her, pushing and pulling, only makes it hurt more for her. Between getting the air forced out of her lungs when he pushed her against the ground and the escalating pain between her legs, she can't answer him and just let's out yelps and groans of pain. She does feel some pleasure too, as much as she hates to admit it...she is being stimulated by this all the same but...it hurts her body and mind more.

Her rapist grunts and groans loudly, huffing as he uses and abuses her body for his own pleasure, a fact he barely hides from her under the guise of punishing her for her failure to take sandstone. 
"You're not enjoying this, are you, you little slut?" He taunts as he pounds himself into her snatch as hard as he can, as fast as he can. "Nnngh... that's good." He doesn't even wait for an answer. "Because I'd have to punish you even harder then." He raises his right paw into the air, and slaps her rear as hard as he can.
"This is your nnngh own fault, don't forget it!" He grunts. "If it wasn't for, ahhh! Your hairbrained scheme, you wouldn't be in this position. Would you?"
He slows down a bit as he feels his climax approach. He's denying himself the pleasure of cumming, but he doesn't want this punishment to be over too quickly.

She was just about to reply until he just kept speaking, so she just kept her face against the ground as he relentlessly abuses her pussy with his cock. There are some tears streaming down from her eyes. Duci is submissive right now, hoping that he is going to be satisfied and this whole affair will be over with quickly...but she has plans to leave after this, she HAS to do something about Sandstone, find out how could they have so much power. But for now she just bides her time and endures the pain...sensing that he is slowing down gives her some hope that this almost over. "Nggghaaah!" she lets out another pained yell.

In response to her pained yell, she raises his paw, and slaps her ass once again, this time on the other cheek.
"No talking during punishments!" The Skiddo yells, "Or the next one will be your face!"
He continues fucking her at this painfully slow pace, before speeding up again, and then slowing down just when he's coming close to orgasm, drawing this out for a long while. But just when it looks like he's settled into this routine, he suddenly pulls out of her completely.
"What?!" He chuckles mockingly. "You didn't think I was going to give you an egg, did you? You should be so lucky." 
He quickly lines his now lightly soaked dick up with her other rear hole, and gives only a few quick prods for warning, before jamming himself straight into her ass.

So remain as quiet as possible she will, even if that slap on her ass almost made her yell again. Though when the Skiddo stopped and ramming it in her pussy she was left surprised, looking back at him when he spoke. Though when Duci noticed where he was going to insert his cock next, her eyes went wide, and as it came invading her rear entrance full force..."GAAAAHHH!!!" That was her loudest scream yet, she didn't even had time to brace for it.

True to his word, he slaps her across the face, hard.
"What did I tell you earlier?!" He yells. "A true soldier of The Grove takes their punishment without a whimper or a yell!"
That said, they ram her ass at full force, mercy is not a luxury the skiddo is willing to provide as he rams that very tight ass of hers.
"Mmmph" a moan of pleasure escapes his muzzle. He's enjoying this way too much for his own good.
"This is... Ahhh... for your own good... mmmph... you know. If I weren't so merciful, you'd be on the rack for every... ahhh... soldier to use right now!" He tells her as he fucks her almost unlubed ass.
This time, he makes no further attempt to prolong this punishment, the feeling is just too good for him. He speeds up, faster and faster, until suddenly he gives one more hard thrust, and a yell. His spunk fills her ass, jets of his hot, icky semen filling her swollen, enflamed, and possibly bleeding hole. He gives a few more hard humps with each few spurts, just to drive it in further.
"Ahhhh.. Ahhhhhh...." He pulls himself away finally.

She did her best to not scream through the rest of all of that, bringing her wings to her beak to hold it shut, hoping he won't listen to muffled noises of pain. "Mmmph...!" When the Skiddo commander finally reached his orgasm and began filling her abused rear with his load, she felt a tinge of relief, finally...he must be satisfied now. Though the pain is still making her tremble on the floor. The Decidueye slowly looks back at him, she is in tears and afraid...She was thinking about asking him if that would be all, but opening her mouth could probably get her into further pain. 

The commander catches his breath, standing beside her in the afterglow of his own orgasm. After a while he speaks.
"That was goood... Er, I mean," He quickly catches himself and clears his throat. "That will be sufficient for today. But do not think this is the end of your punishment. You will report back for more personal punishments until you have paid for your abysmal failures. Should you fail or be late for your punishments, I will recant my mercy, and have you tied to a rack outside and you will be reduced to a mere morale booster. Do you understand?"

"Yes......Sir." That isn't exactly Duci's plan, she needs to get to the bottom of what is up in Sandstone, it could mean danger to the Grove. Things are going to get...very complicated for her. Though part of her is questioning if she is really going to do this. She can just keep it quiet and keep receiving her 'punishment' and live with the shame, or she would disobey him and head off to do a thorough examination of Sandstone to find out what their secrets are.

"Good. I will expect you back for your next punishment before-"
Before he can finish, there is a whine in the air. An all too familiar whine for the Ducieye. Followed by an all too familiar boom some feet away from their position. The explosion kicks up dirt and sand, creating a large but shallow crater in its wake.
But a crater is not the only thing it creates. Panic and screams fills the camp, the sounds of feet kicking about in the sands as various mons run aimlessly in terror are heard, as are screams and shouts of panic. 
"It's happening again!!" "We aren't safe here!" "We're all going to die!"
The commander, his ears ringing from the sound of the impact, bellows loudly.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

The first sound she recognized, and it made her freeze in place...then the explosion happened. Last time she was far from it, now that it's closer she knows how noisy it truly is for someone on the ground. "It's...it's happening again! It's what they used in the battle!" There is no mistaking it...Are they raining death upon their camp as well? Do they intend on killing them all with this? The Decidueye proceeds to get up, even with her ass and vagina aching plenty after getting raped, she makes her way out of the tent to have a look at what is happening out there.

The commander is already inspecting the crater as are a few other soldiers, at least the ones that aren't screaming their heads off or cowering away in their tents. 
Thankfully for all of them, this one lacks the gore and blood the other one did. It appears as if the shot has hit no one this time.
"They... missed?" The commander asks himself silently. 
"THEY MISSED!" The commander roars cheerfully. 
Some of the mons, not wanting to get on his bad side, cheer along with them, albeit nervously, some even egging him on. Others stay quiet.

Duci senses that something is not right. Sure they missed but...that could have been on purpose, they must know exactly where the camp is if it hit this close. Could it be...that they are being spied on right now without noticing? "They know where our camp is..." She says. "You need to move away from here." Yes, she said 'you' instead of 'we', because she spreads her wings and takes flight. She made her decision, she is going off to investigate with no intention of coming back here. It might be a stupid decision but it looks like she is the only one not completely cowering in fear or being absolutely selfish and horny in equal measure.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" The Skiddo commander bellows in anger. "GET BACK HERE!!"
Seeing that she's not coming back, he grabs one of the soldiers, one of the suck-ups, and gives him an order.
"If she ever comes back, seize her, clip her wings, and bring her to me. I don't care what kind of intel she brings back, from here on out she is to be considered a deserter, and is to be punished as one. Am. I. Clear?!"
"P-Perfectly sir!" The mon in question, a Snivy, squeaks.
"Very good." He puts the snivy down, and looks angrily at the others. 
"Don't just stand there you idiots! Get off your asses and pack up this camp! We move out within the next few hours."
"But sir..." one of them, a grovyle, whines. "Where are we going?"
"We're pressing on. If Sandstone wants to be its own place that badly, we'll let them. .. for now. We have the rest of the Sand Kingdom to conquer."

Duci doesn't look back, she just keeps flying off towards Sandstone's territory...there is no going back now. That Skiddo is not going to forgive her and she knows it. Now she has made it her mission to do the following: Find out how Sandstone is able to call down explosions from the heavens and fly back to the Grove capital to report it directly to Princess Ivy...or die trying. She already made it far and high enough to be away from all that shouting, now she has some time to relax as she flies under the light of the moon.