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It was a dark and stormy night that morning, where Coil and Slingshot lay in bed together. They were both having the one of the most peaceful sleep of their lives in their king sized shared bed.
However, Coil kept trashing around their bed nonstop, causing Slingshot to wake up absolutely pissed.
"Dude stop fucking moving. Stupid asshole." Slingshot complained, while pulling the blanket all the way to his side, leaving Coil uncovered. "I swear, I'm going to beat your ass if you pull that shit again." He murmured.
After a couple of minutes, Coil woke up because he was cold as shit because he was uncovered, which was very selfish on Slingshot's part.
"Ugh, I'm cold! What the fuck, Slingshot? Share the fucking blanket you bitch!" Coil sneered. "I let you live here for free, and I don't even charge you rent!"
But, Slingshot wouldn't give him the fucking blanket! As such, Coil continued begging for it and tugging it to his side, but what he didn't know was that Slingshot already placed the blanket under his ass, akin to sitting on it.
Slingshot could clearly hear Coil complaining and the blanket being tugged, but despite it, he didn't share the blanket.
"No, actually, I'm not going to give you the blanket. You kept trashing around and disturbing my sleep while I was trying to rest!" Slingshot finally responded. he had a smirk painted on his face, all because Coil couldn't get the blanket back. "I need my beauty sleep after all… You're so fucking glad I'm not on my period, because if I was I would be showing no mercy." he said.
Slingshot was chortling and guffawing until he felt a sharp smack on his ass. It felt hard and cold, stinging horribly.
Slingshot turned around to see what had happened, and if Coil noticed or felt it too. He saw Coil pull back his arm, a smile starting to form on his face. He put the pieces together in his brain. Coil had slapped his ass.
Before he could open his mouth to speak, he lost his grip on the blanket, falling down along with it because duh🤯🤯, thus leaving Coil without a blanket to use at all.
"WHAT THE FUCK COIL, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!?! MY ASS ALREADY HURTS FROM LAST NIGHT FROM WHILE I WAS GETTING GANG BANGED!!!!" Slingshot complained, rubbing his ass to soothe the pain.
"Shit, that didn't work! I thought you would have let me have the blanket after that, I didn't think you'd fall with it! My bad dude. …You deserved it for being such an asshole, though." Coil snickered, giggling quietly.
After Coil had said that, Slingshot suddenly grew quiet. There was slight shuffling that lasted for a while, then stopped.
Then, out of seemingly nowhere, everything went black for Coil.
"What the fuck?" Coil opened his eyes, scanning the familiar, yet unfamiliar, room. It was Slingshot's closet. It was quite.. big? It was a spacious room, especially for a place where clothes were supposed to hanged.
He found himself tied to one of those bed like crap, he didn't know the name—it was metal and he was facing the floor. Odd.
"Oh hey, you finally woke up," A familiar voice perked up behind Coil, seeming to come from behind him. Oh. It was Slingshot. "Did I really hit you that hard?" Slingshot asked with fake concern.
"Whatever, don't care! Let's just get this over with," He walked to Coil and crouched down to see his face. "You're getting punished for spanking my ass when it already hurt enough lil' buddy." Slingshot said, standing up and walking out the closet, shortly coming back with a belt.
Slingshot then approached Coil with the belt and said, "So, you're getting spanked. I know you knew that already, but hey! You don't always know if what you're expecting is what's going to actually happen… Anyways, this is your punishment for spanking my ass and shit. I'll start with five spanks, and if you don't count them as I go it'll be five more. So on and so forth. I'll also be recording it so I can watch it later." Slingshot explained, already forming the belt thingy shit idfk to smack his ass!
Coil could only gulp loudly feeling nervous, but also aroused by the thought of that. Also, being recorded? That's so hot! He knew to think better, it was probably going to go down like hell in here for the next hour, but, wow.
"I'll start now. You better start counting unless you want to be spanked more than five times, you stupid MUTT." Slingshot said, before he started getting ready to spank Coil with the belt.
Slingshot raised his arm up and aimed it down to Coil's ass in a rapid motion, picking up the pace.
"OH, SHIT! WHY SO HA-" Coil tried protesting but he was quickly interrupted by another smack.
"I SAID COUNT YOU MUTT! SINCE YOU DIDN'T COUNT LIKE I ASKED, IT'LL BE TEN!" Slingshot shouted, clearly enjoying what was happening to Coil.
Twenty minutes had passed. Despite his best, Coil had been messing up while counting numerous times. 34 spanks had gone by now.
"Let's make a deal. If you answer this correctly and comply with what I want you to say, I'll let you free. If not, I'm not stopping until we hit fifty spanks, sound good?" Slingshot said.
Coil could only nod with a runny nose, quiet sobs leaking through.
"Heh… You're a good boy, aren't you?" Slingshot asked, his tone dangerously low.
Coil took a moment to process those words, thinking of what would be best to say as to not endure this torture any longer. "Yes mommy! Sorry Mommy!"
Slingshot grinned. "You know what happens to bad boys?" He followed after, satisfied with Coil's answer, but not satisfied enough.
"Yes mommy!" Coil stuttered in fear. Before he could react, Slingshot began spanking his ass nonstop. "OW OW OW OW OW OW WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!"
After like sixty-six spanks—maybe sixty-seven? Coil lost track after a while—Slingshot finally became satisfied and stopped, leaving Coil in both pleasure and pain as his cries filled the night.
FIN