In the heat of a virtual reality battle, Tracer finds herself captured by an enemy, stripped of her weapons and left at their mercy. The foe, a sadistic dom, binds Tracer's wrists and bends her over his knee. The first smack of his heavy hand on her tight, blue-clad ass makes her yelp, but it's only the beginning. He spanks her relentlessly, leaving her cheeks bright red and stinging. Tears stream down Tracer's face as she cries out, but her captor only growls, "That's for losing." Her body trembles with a mix of pain and unexpected arousal.