Days passed now and strong arm had a new pass time beyond getting spanked and messing with windy. Now a days it was having as much robo-sex as possible with grimlock. Not a day would go by when their wouldn't be loud moaning from strong arm and grimlock, and from side swipe and windblade. With no decepticons in sight, nothing else to do, and no new faces, all their time was spent shagging.
Until finally they came to a battle where multiple autobot were fighting a team of decepticons.
Down on the ground of the battle, five autobots fought five decepticons.
"You won't win Pyra! Mega Empress will destroy this world!" Yelled the leader of the decepticon team, mega empress.
"You'll be punished soon enough empress! My team never gives up!" The leader of the torchbearers, pyra magna, yelled.
"Not by the decepticon symbol on my black panties! Decepticons retreat!" Empress yelled at the team of decepticons ran into the woods. The team of autobots regrouped at the center of the field where their leader began talking.
"So pyra, how'd we do!?" The small motor cycle bot know as Rust Dust asked enthusiastically.
"Rust, I told you to go right in the lobster grab formation but you went left! I wanted the twins to take the claws and you to take the tale!" Pyra yelled at the small fembot.
"I-i was talking to storm clash and I just wanted to-" rust dust began before Pyra cut her off.
"I've heard enough either way you jeopardized the mission and must be punished!" Pyra demanded.
"Please commander! Anything but that!" Rust whined and begged.
"The law of caminus states all Deliberate actions to defy orders will be punished by the paddle, the mistress of flame demands it." Pyra told.
"Please! I'm sorry!" Rust whined again.
"There's no reason to be stalling, the law is binding." Pyra continued to lecture.
"Hehe, well you have fun rust, we'll be doing our job right."
"Hold it soldiers, I did not dismiss you! When one soldier fails, you all fail! All of you be over and remove you crotch plates!" Pyra ordered.
"Wha bu-, yes commander..." they all answered in unison as they Bent over to expose their back sides with rust dust. Pyra walked by Inspecting her targets, giving rust dust, dust up, jump stream, sky burst and storm clash on their pantied rears. Next walking back the other way and giving a hard paddle slap to each fem bot as she passed, each one wincing at the pain as it shocked them. She made another round, giving an even harder two slaps as she passed, rust dust began to tear up as her butt was the smallest and least padded. Though the two biggest booties, sky burst and jump stream, weren't any better off as their panties, one a white thong with angel wings on the tiny back fabric, and the other a red thong with black devil horns on the tiny back fabric, neither pair protecting their large back sides one bit.
"A poor choice of knickers don't you think you two?" Pyra joked.
"Yes ma'am..." the two said in unison.
Pyra took another walk through, this time giving three hard paddle whacks to each derriere. Pyra thought as she went back and forth adding an extra spank of the paddle each time.
"At least none of the girls chose to go commando..." she thought, not mentioning the fact that she was bare under her crotch plate.
After ten rounds totaling fifty five hits to each of their bottoms, the torchbearers were all starting to tear up. But then they here all told to drop their, "knickers" as Pyra called them, to the floor. A pair of bright white panties with a red heart pattern around rust dust's ankles, a pair of black panties with a skull pattern around dust up's ankles, the mentioned devil thong on jump stream, along with the mentioned angel thong on sky burst, and finally a pair of the pinkest lace panties ever on storm clash. With all the pairs around all of their ankles, Pyra began her rounds again. The paddle sting even harder on each of their bare back sides, each of their bright crimson red bottoms getting redder on full display.
Team bee watched this in awe, the girls wincing as the swats came harder and faster.
After another round of 55, totaling 110, every torchbearer's butt was the darkest red it could be. Each girl had created a small puddle of tears under them and hand squeaked and whined enough to chase if any bird.
"The four of you go on patrol I want to talk to rust dust personally." Pyra ordered.
"Y-yes m-ma'am..." they all said with a sniffle before driving and flying in different directions.
"Rust dust." Pyra called her.
"Y-y-yes ma'am?" She said still bent over and rubbing her dark red rump.
"I want you to know I only do this because the mist is has set the law as such. I got my fair share of paddlings as a soldier myself, I only give them to you and your teammates because I have to." Pyra explained.
"I know ma'am, it's ok." Rust dust said standing and rubbing her bare bottom.
Pyra was stunned as rust stood up and she could see her small vagina completely.
"D-do you think I could make it up to you?" Pyra asked.
"Um sure do whatever you want commander." Rust replied.
Quickly Pyra picked rust up sitting her with one cheep in each hand, her spread legs stretching her panties from the stimulation as Pyra began licking her privates.
"Ah! Commander! You naughty thing!" Rust dust yelled seductively.
Rust focused less now on rubbing her red tail pipe and more on humping into Pyra's tongue to better feel it on her robo vagine.
Pyra fell to her knees and let rust sit in one hand to keep licking as she went to reach for her own wet puss. She rubbed herself as she licked rust dust, both girl moaning and ready to cum. Pyra tasted rust's drops of cyber-cum as she felt her own private part ooze with the same thing. She let rust dust regain her balance as she set her down to stand up and straighten out.
"Oh commander, I think you turned my exhaust port inside out! But did you want to do that or..." rust questioned.
"Y-yes rust dust, I couldn't help myself seeing you in such little armor, and I used the punishment as an excuse. Ima disgrace to caminus!" Pyra told almost falling over crying.
"Hey hey hey, don't be like that, to be honest you've been on my radar for a while now, I can't help myself sometimes after briefing when you bend over to address the mistress and show off your tail pipe and cyber-cameltoe to me and the other bearers..." rust dust explained.
The two hugged as their words had touched each other. As did the others mouth touch the other in a kiss.
Later that night, in a far part of the woods camped mega empress and her gang of female decepticons. Inside a large base, a similar punishment was going as mega empress stood above the four guards of hers, their bodies bent and bowed to put their heads to the ground and their tail pipes in the air. Mega had just finished warming their backsides with a ten strap flogger. The guards were much worse for wear than the bears, but that was mega empress' way.
"We've disgraced you empress, and we gladly pay the price." The guards told with no waver in their voice.
"You are forgiven for now, but punishment doesn't stop here. Next time you all fail, my blasted will add four more bodies to its kill count. Understood?" She told in a commanding voice.
"Yes my empress." Replied Luna club.
"Yes my empress." Replied moon heart.
"Yes my empress." Replied flow shade.
"Yes my express." Trick diamond finally replied.
WHO ARE THESE NEW TRANSFORMERS TEAMS ON EARTH, AND WILL THEY INTERFERE WITH THE DRY SPELL OF TEAM BEE? AND THE HELL IS MOST ROBOTIC LAW BASED AROUND SPANKING? FIND IN THE NEXT CHAPTER OF TRANSFORMERS: A ROBOT LOVE STORY!