Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of it's characters. All rights go to Matt and Trey.

A/N: This is just a weird little idea that popped into my head today. Anyways, I hope you like it! =D

Grounded

Leopold "Butters" Stotch was sitting on his bed in his room, door locked, doing nothing. He was grounded. Again. And all because Eric had come over three days ago when his parents where out. Eric had asked Butters if he wanted to have a little fun, and Butters couldn't say no. He never could. There was just something about Eric that made Butters eager to obey, at no cost. Whenever Eric bossed him around, Butters felt a pleasant, warm tingle run down his spine.

Eric had been the one to take Butters' virginity. Or, "pop his cherry", as he had called it. He had been aggressive and dominating, completely taking control over Butters' body, and Butters had realized that he liked it. A lot. Eric had seen it too, and just for the heck of it, tried to spank Butters while the latter was dangling over his knee, with great success. Butters had been spanked to a screaming orgasm.

After that experience they had experimented some more. They had tried handcuffs and Butters had found it amazing to be completely helpless, bound to do as Eric pleased. Eric also started to use different things to spank him with. A whip, a ruler, a leather belt. Butters would never have thought that pain could feel so good.

He had looked it up on the internet, and found the definition he was looking for. 'Masochist; a person that derives sexual pleasure from being hurt and humiliated by others.' So he was a masochist, huh. He was actually alright with that. Eric got happy from causing Butters pain, and the pain made Butters happy, so it didn't bother him.

Eric also liked talking dirty to Butters, and Butters was only happy that he did it. He would whisper all kinds of dirty, arousing things into Butters' ear that made Butters go crazy with lust for the tall, muscular brunette. It was even better when Eric made Butters perform several humiliating, degrading acts. Butters face would flush a bright red from both arousal and embarrasment as he obeyed him.

Eric started to just show up in Butters' room whenever he wanted to play with him. And then, three days ago, it went wrong. His parents came home early, and found Butters crawling around completely naked on the floor, while a equally naked Eric Cartman had been barking out commands, occasionally whipping Butters with his leather belt. His mother had passed out, and his father had first looked at them both in shock, which then turned into anger as he started yelling out in wrath and horror.

"Butters!"

"Oh, hamburgers…"

And now, three days later, he was still grounded. His parents where out again, and he had nothing to do, since they had forbidden him to watch tv or sit by his computer. He was sitting on his bed, thinking about how unfair it was. So what if he was a little bicurious? That was not a reason for him to be grunded, was it? While he was sitting there feeling more and more sorry for himself, he heard a sound from the other side of the closed door. Oh, hamburgers, was he starting to see ghosts again? Somebody slowly turned the door knob, and the door opened, revealing a smirking Eric Cartman.

"Good evening, Butters."

A/N: Well, did it suck or did you like it? Please tell me! :) I'll maybe post a second chapter, if people like this one. Anyway, please review, and thanks for reading! =D