Greatest Hits
*blush* Uh, so, there was a kink meme prompt for Sage/Spoony spanking, where it didn't matter who did what. And I sort of wanted to try writing that. So I ended up with this ficlet. I don't even know. *blush*
Warnings for non-consensual bondage, non-consensual spanking, and dub-con-ish sexual themes sort of.
Obvious title is obvious.
Spoony wakes with a start when he feels the cold hand pressing against his forehead. Sleepy confusion rapidly turns to terror-filled panic when he realizes his arms and legs are bound tightly, and a cloth has been tied over his mouth to muffle his screams for help.
“Now, now,” a soft voice says as someone strokes his hair. “Settle down, my pet. It’s only me.”
Spoony grows enraged when he recognizes Sage’s voice. That fucking psychopath has already broken in and forced him to review yet another shitty anime. What could he possibly want with him now?
“You know, I’ve been thinking,” Sage continues as he sits on the bed beside where Spoony struggles to free himself. “About that movie we watched earlier. Remember that scene where the woman got kicked in the ass over and over again?”
Spoony only glares at him in response, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging him.
“Yes, that one,” Sage goes on, as if Spoony has answered him. “It was so fucking bizarre, and yet… it gave me some ideas.”
Spoony continues to glare at him until realization strikes. His eyes widen and his screams return with a vengeance as he pulls desperately on the ties binding his arms and legs. There is no way, absolutely no fucking way he will let Sage do this!
“I knew the idea would excite you,” Sage says with a laugh. “So what do you say we stop wasting time and get right down to business?”
In an instant, he grabs Spoony’s body, flips it over, and pulls it across his lap so that his head and feet dangle inches from the floor. Spoony rages, cursing out Sage with every breath, but his words go unheard thanks to the gag. He tries to wiggle off Sage, but the angle he’s at provides him little leverage, and he’s still pretty exhausted from the day’s events.
Sage is easily able to slide off Spoony’s boxers and he peers down at his pale ass cheeks with true appreciation.
“Shit, man, you are white as a sheet. I guess someone’s never been to a nudie beach, huh?”
As he talks, he squeezes Spoony’s ass, gently fondling each cheek with surprising delicacy. Spoony’s face quickly burns bright red with humiliation and anger and fear and (though he would never admit this to anyone) just the slightest hint of arousal.
“Don’t worry. I’ll bring some color to your buns.”
Without warning he strikes, bringing the flat of his hand down in a sharp smack on Spoony’s ass. Spoony jumps from the sensation, howling with shock and pain, but Sage places a hand on his back to steady him and delivers several more hard slaps in a row.
“There we go. I’m starting to see some real improvement here.” He starts alternating where he hits, first spanking Spoony’s left cheek until it’s developed a bright, red tint, then moving to his right cheek, then down to spank on the backs of his thighs. In no time at all, Spoony’s lower half is flaming red and radiating a soft heat.
Spoony continues struggling to escape even as the pain starts to wear him down. His eyes are screwed shut, but a few tears escape and slide down his cheeks. His moans grow louder, although they grow less aggressive over time, hinting that he’s feeling more than just anger and pain. Spoony tries not to think about it, but the burning on his ass and his being completely powerless are getting him unbelievably hard.
Sage doesn’t seem to notice, his sole focus on covering every bit of bare skin with his handprints. The pain is growing unbearable, and when Sage focuses on slapping the curve of Spoony’s backside, exactly where he will be sitting, Spoony starts to whimper. He also feels his erection growing larger and pushing against Sage’s thigh, but he’s helpless to do anything about it.
“You’ve got such a pretty ass,” Sage says, taking a temporary break to pinch Spoony’s now cherry-red cheeks. Spoony groans in response, his cock twitching with each squeeze. “It looks even better when it’s glowing.”
Spoony yelps from another round of slaps on the undercurve of his ass and whimpers even more pathetically into his gag. His face is drenched in sweat and tears, and he doesn’t know how much more of this he can take.
Lucky for him, Sage easily grows bored. He offers three more swats square in the center of Spoony’s backside before sighing.
“Well, I’m satisfied. Why don’t we call it a night?”
Sage reaches down to move Spoony’s exhausted figure back onto the bed, and finally feels the other man’s cock pressing against him. He arches an eyebrow and quickly flips Spoony onto his back, ignoring the squirms and cries of pain this causes.
“It looks like you’re having a little issue here, Spoony,” Sage says, tracing one finger down the length of his cock. Spoony shuts his eyes and thrusts his hips upward, desperate for more contact. “Would you like me to take care of this for you?” Spoony’s weak, but he still manages an emphatic nod. Sage smiles.
“Very well then. I just need one thing from you in exchange.”
He reaches behind his back and pulls out a wooden paddle that makes Spoony stop breathing for a moment.
“What do you say? A little relief for one round with her?”
Spoony can’t bear to look him in the eye when he nods yes.
Warnings for non-consensual bondage, non-consensual spanking, and dub-con-ish sexual themes sort of.
Obvious title is obvious.
Spoony wakes with a start when he feels the cold hand pressing against his forehead. Sleepy confusion rapidly turns to terror-filled panic when he realizes his arms and legs are bound tightly, and a cloth has been tied over his mouth to muffle his screams for help.
“Now, now,” a soft voice says as someone strokes his hair. “Settle down, my pet. It’s only me.”
Spoony grows enraged when he recognizes Sage’s voice. That fucking psychopath has already broken in and forced him to review yet another shitty anime. What could he possibly want with him now?
“You know, I’ve been thinking,” Sage continues as he sits on the bed beside where Spoony struggles to free himself. “About that movie we watched earlier. Remember that scene where the woman got kicked in the ass over and over again?”
Spoony only glares at him in response, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging him.
“Yes, that one,” Sage goes on, as if Spoony has answered him. “It was so fucking bizarre, and yet… it gave me some ideas.”
Spoony continues to glare at him until realization strikes. His eyes widen and his screams return with a vengeance as he pulls desperately on the ties binding his arms and legs. There is no way, absolutely no fucking way he will let Sage do this!
“I knew the idea would excite you,” Sage says with a laugh. “So what do you say we stop wasting time and get right down to business?”
In an instant, he grabs Spoony’s body, flips it over, and pulls it across his lap so that his head and feet dangle inches from the floor. Spoony rages, cursing out Sage with every breath, but his words go unheard thanks to the gag. He tries to wiggle off Sage, but the angle he’s at provides him little leverage, and he’s still pretty exhausted from the day’s events.
Sage is easily able to slide off Spoony’s boxers and he peers down at his pale ass cheeks with true appreciation.
“Shit, man, you are white as a sheet. I guess someone’s never been to a nudie beach, huh?”
As he talks, he squeezes Spoony’s ass, gently fondling each cheek with surprising delicacy. Spoony’s face quickly burns bright red with humiliation and anger and fear and (though he would never admit this to anyone) just the slightest hint of arousal.
“Don’t worry. I’ll bring some color to your buns.”
Without warning he strikes, bringing the flat of his hand down in a sharp smack on Spoony’s ass. Spoony jumps from the sensation, howling with shock and pain, but Sage places a hand on his back to steady him and delivers several more hard slaps in a row.
“There we go. I’m starting to see some real improvement here.” He starts alternating where he hits, first spanking Spoony’s left cheek until it’s developed a bright, red tint, then moving to his right cheek, then down to spank on the backs of his thighs. In no time at all, Spoony’s lower half is flaming red and radiating a soft heat.
Spoony continues struggling to escape even as the pain starts to wear him down. His eyes are screwed shut, but a few tears escape and slide down his cheeks. His moans grow louder, although they grow less aggressive over time, hinting that he’s feeling more than just anger and pain. Spoony tries not to think about it, but the burning on his ass and his being completely powerless are getting him unbelievably hard.
Sage doesn’t seem to notice, his sole focus on covering every bit of bare skin with his handprints. The pain is growing unbearable, and when Sage focuses on slapping the curve of Spoony’s backside, exactly where he will be sitting, Spoony starts to whimper. He also feels his erection growing larger and pushing against Sage’s thigh, but he’s helpless to do anything about it.
“You’ve got such a pretty ass,” Sage says, taking a temporary break to pinch Spoony’s now cherry-red cheeks. Spoony groans in response, his cock twitching with each squeeze. “It looks even better when it’s glowing.”
Spoony yelps from another round of slaps on the undercurve of his ass and whimpers even more pathetically into his gag. His face is drenched in sweat and tears, and he doesn’t know how much more of this he can take.
Lucky for him, Sage easily grows bored. He offers three more swats square in the center of Spoony’s backside before sighing.
“Well, I’m satisfied. Why don’t we call it a night?”
Sage reaches down to move Spoony’s exhausted figure back onto the bed, and finally feels the other man’s cock pressing against him. He arches an eyebrow and quickly flips Spoony onto his back, ignoring the squirms and cries of pain this causes.
“It looks like you’re having a little issue here, Spoony,” Sage says, tracing one finger down the length of his cock. Spoony shuts his eyes and thrusts his hips upward, desperate for more contact. “Would you like me to take care of this for you?” Spoony’s weak, but he still manages an emphatic nod. Sage smiles.
“Very well then. I just need one thing from you in exchange.”
He reaches behind his back and pulls out a wooden paddle that makes Spoony stop breathing for a moment.
“What do you say? A little relief for one round with her?”
Spoony can’t bear to look him in the eye when he nods yes.