Author's note. Because everyone seemed very keen, the scene where Megatron spanks Starscream is in this chapter but it's at the very end. It's a little short but I could always write more if you really want it. So you have the option if you don't fancy reading that, you can just read about Spike and his adventures.
I think if you've read this far, it's safe to say your okay about the spanking but just in case, don't forget, all the chapter contain spanking. If you don't like that, this isn't the story for you.
Thanks to WhiteCougarMatrix117 and IamStarscream for their suggestions.
Suggestions for future chapters are welcome.
Enjoy and please review.
Spike didn't know how long he lay with the two Seekers, neither seemed in a hurry to move. It was nice to lie against a warm body even if said body was Starscream's. The Seeker had barely spoken to him, preferring to occasionally grumble unintelligently. It seemed to be a real bad habit of the Seeker and Thundercracker's sometimes gave him a nudge especially if it seemed to be about Megatron.
Spike still couldn't believe Megatron had actually spanked the Seeker, unpleasant as he was. He thought Megatron was only interested in spanking him, not his own soldiers. Mind you, hadn't Optimus spanked Ratchet for acting out of order? And according to what Thundercracker had said, Megatron blamed Starscream for the disastrous mine operation.
The young boy was trying not to imagine that scenario, Starscream struggling over Megatron's knee as the grey Mech smacked his aft repeatedly. Spike shuddered, it wasn't a pleasant thought. And just why did Megatron have to take Starscream to his berthroom unless...eww, he was not going to go there.
Speaking of Megatron, when was he going to be released?
"What's that?" Starscream said sharply as a buzzer suddenly sounded.
"Sounds like the door," Thundercracker said calmly. "I'll get it."
Spike perked up; maybe he would finally get to leave here. As long as Megatron didn't decide to punish him further, his ass was only just recovering. Giving it a small rub, he wondered if Ratchet would forgive him for getting into such trouble. He didn't want to upset the Medic who was terrified of losing any more of his charges and this incident could very well send him into a massive depression.
He'd probably have to do a lot of grovelling; maybe he could do some chores for the Medic, show that he really was sorry and not just saying that. Of course, first he had to get back to the Autobot base.
"Soundwave," he heard Thundercracker say. "Are you looking for the human?"
"Affirmative," the navy blue Mech replied. "Lord Megatron wishes to inspect him."
"Oh great," Spike muttered, trying to bury himself against Starscream in the vain hope he wouldn't be noticed.
"Finally Soundwave," Starscream stated sarcastically. "I was beginning to think no one would come looking for this fleshy Sparkling."
"Hey!" Spike exclaimed in outrage, he was no Sparkling.
"Be quiet," Starscream grumbled, sitting up properly as Thundercracker came back over to him. "Here, take him away."
Thundercracker just smiled as he gently took Spike from Starscream before heading to Soundwave who took Spike off his hand. Spike stared as Starscream glared at him grumpily but without much spite. He certainly hadn't been expecting that when Thundercracker had first given him to the white Seeker.
"Does Megatron require either of us?" the blue Seeker enquired but when Soundwave shook his head, Thundercracker just nodded with a smile and closed the door.
As Soundwave set off down the corridor, Spike said nervously.
"Uh, what does Megatron want?"
"Purpose: Question you."
"On what?" Spike said in confusion.
"You will see," was all Soundwave would say as the rest of the journey was continued in silence.
Spike squirmed in Soundwave's hand, he was really hoping that Megatron wasn't about to spank him. Or ask what the Autobots were up to because he could not reveal a thing. This could make things a little tense if Megatron decided to force the issue, he might even spank him in an attempt to get him to talk.
"Ah, Soundwave," Megatron said when they finally entered the Throne room. "You brought the boy."
"Affirmative lord Megatron," Soundwave said in his monotone, holding Spike out to his master who took him.
Spike grimaced, even if Megatron didn't spank him, he was probably going to gloat his head off. Oh well...
"So boy, we meet again," Megatron began with a sneer. "And Soundwave tells me you have been insolent again."
With a smirk, he added.
"And of course, Soundwave dealt with you accordingly."
"Yeah, yeah," Spike grumbled, not looking at Megatron.
"I hope that wasn't more insolence," the grey Mech said in a very amused voice.
"No...sir," Spike said, adding the last part to avoid sounding insolent.
"Good, I wouldn't want to have to punish you again," Megatron chuckled before saying. "Did you enjoy your time in the brig?"
As Spike shrugged, Soundwave said.
"Seeker Thundercracker had relocated him to Seeker quarters."
"Really?" Megatron said, mildly surprised. "And why did he do that boy?"
Spike shrugged.
"They wanted to gloat," he said, not wanting to betray the Seekers' confidence. "And...Thundercracker gave me some more swats."
"Did he now?" Megatron said, sounding rather pleased. "How interesting, I would not have expected that of Thundercracker."
Spike just shrugged, he honestly wouldn't know. Megatron chuckled and said.
"Perhaps I underestimated that Seeker but no matter. Now boy, what should we do with you?"
"Let me go?" Spike suggested, pretty sure that wouldn't be the answer.
Megatron just chuckled again, making Spike sigh, he should have known.
"I don't think so boy, I think we'll keep you here for a while. Why, we might even make you a little pet for the crew to enjoy."
Spike pulled a face at that, he couldn't imagine anything worse than hanging around this dump with only Cons for company. He doubted they'd know how to look after any human at all and probably would be heckling him all the time. And no doubt they'd look for any excuse to punish him heck, they probably wouldn't even bother with an excuse.
"Don't you like that idea, pet?" Megatron asked mockingly.
"No," Spike growled. "Optimus won't let you keep me here."
Megatron just laughed.
"Perhaps Prime will thank me for this, he won't have to worry about you being in danger," he stated smugly. "I could train you up until you are fully obedient."
"Dream on," Spike said hotly.
"Watch your lip boy," Megatron said dangerously. "Or I may be forced to punish you in front of my men."
Spike scowled, not saying anything to that. Megatron laughed before saying.
"You know I'm curious...how red did Soundwave manage to make that aft of yours?"
"Frag off, you pervert," Spike couldn't help but exclaim, employing a Cybertronian swear word he'd heard many times by the transformers both bot and con.
Soundwave shook his head slightly as Megatron's face darkened.
"I think someone's earned themselves another bit of punishment. Unbutton those jeans, boy."
"No way," Spike cried, running backwards along the arm rest of Megatron's throne as the grey Mech swiped at him. "Get away from me."
Before Megatron could grab him, an alert suddenly sounded throughout the base. Soundwave started, placing his fingers against his head as he received information about this alert.
"Alert: Autobot intruder," he pronounced after a moment's pause. "Numbers: unknown."
"Find those Autobots now," Megatron ordered, moving to his feet in an instant and pointing at the door.
While he was distracted, Spike edged away from him, he had to take this chance to escape. Just as Megatron began to turn, Spike ran for it and jumped off the arm rest, landing with a roll like he'd been taught. Only slightly winded, he ran for it, heading for a ventilation shaft as Megatron roared at Soundwave to catch him.
"No you don't," growled Spike as he just made the vent and lunged inside, feeling hands trying to grab at him.
Quickly, he scrambled forwards through the vent even though he had no idea where he was going or how to find the Autobots. All he knew was that he could not stay with a perverted manic like Megatron who was just looking for any excuse to spank his ass. And what was worse. Megatron was wanting to do it on his naked ass, slagger.
"Where are you guys?" Spike asked grimly as he continued along the grimy vent. "I don't want to stay here another minute."
He kept scrambling along until he came to an exit vent and listened. He couldn't hear anything so he peeked out into the corridor. He bit his lip, should he try finding the Autobots from the corridors or continue along this vent? He was safer in this vent but it would be harder for him to find the Autobot or for them to find him. But he was in greater danger of being captured by the Decepticons if he took to the corridors.
Just as he felt like he could never made a decision, he heard pounding footsteps and ducked his head back into the vent. But as he looked back out against, he saw that it was Bumblebee racing through the corridor.
"Bumblebee!" he cried in delight, quickly pulling himself out of the vent as Bumblebee skidded to a halt just in front of him.
"Spike," Bumblebee exclaimed, running back towards him and scooping him up into his arms. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Spike said quickly. "But the Cons know your here, we gotta get out of here."
"On it," Bumblebee said, turning around and racing away.
"Hey, hold it," roared a gruff voice as they suddenly rounded a corner to see some Decepticons up ahead.
"Hold on," Bumblebee cried, transforming and managing to insert Spike into his cab as he did so.
There was no time to belt up; Spike was forced to cling tightly to the seat he was in as Bumblebee zoomed forwards. The Decepticons yelled and had to scatter as the yellow bug raced through them and down into another corridor.
"Bee, how are you going to get away, you can't fly," Spike couldn't help but point out as shots were fired after them.
"No but Powerglide can," Bumblebee said with relish as he continued to race towards the exit of the Nemesis.
"Woo hoo," Spike cried in delight as they raced past more Decepticons who all dived aside before trying to chase them.
"We're almost through," Bumblebee said as a powerful blast scorched his back. "Youch!"
"Bee," Spike cried, twisting around to see Megatron trying to catch them. "Aw hell, it's Megadouche."
"Hang on," Bumblebee said grimly, increasing his speed even more and speeding into the launch tower.
Spike was swallowed by darkness, he had no idea what was going on as he heard bangs, screeches of metal and curses. Then in another moment they were soaring out into bright sunshine, falling through the air as he felt himself ejected out of Bumblebee who transformed and grabbed hold of him as they fell. Spike yelped but even as he did so, Powerglide was heading towards them.
"Need a lift?" the glider asked as Bumblebee landed on top of him and clung on, while Spike also desperately clung to his friend.
"You really need to ask?" laughed Bumblebee as they shot straight for the shore.
They somehow made it to shore safely and Powerglide let them down.
"Doesn't look like their bothering with pursuit," he said with interest. "Ah well, I'm going to get back to patrol Bee."
"Alright, thanks again," Bumblebee said gratefully as Powerglide took off again and the yellow Mech transformed once more.
"Thanks Bee," Spike said as he gratefully climbed inside. "Megatron was threatening to keep me there as a pet."
"With a lot of punishments," he added with a grimace.
"There was no way I was going to leave you there," declared Bumblebee as he drove off. "I mean, Optimus was obviously planning a rescue but I just felt I needed to act now."
"So you got on board with Powerglider right?" Spike asked, settling in Bumblebee's cab with a sigh of relief.
"Yep, thankfully they had their launch pad open, I think there was a glitch after some jets took off or something," Bumblebee mused, cheerily driving along as there was no pursuit. "Least I've saved the others a trip, huh."
"Yeah," laughed Spike, feeling so much better.
They travelled for a little while, getting further away from Decepticon territory and deep into Autobot. The journey was easy going, there had been rain a few days previously so there was no dust blown up by Bumblebee's wheels and there was also no mud. But as they approached the Ark, they received a call.
"Bumblebee, report," came Prowl's voice.
"Hey Prowl, I've got Spike with me," Bumblebee answered promptly. "We're just returning to base."
There was a pause, and then Prowl spoke again.
"The Decepticons released him?"
It was obvious Spike wasn't hurt bad or Bumblebee wouldn't be speaking so cheerfully.
"Uh no, I rescued him," replied Bumblebee.
"I see," Prowl said an odd tone in his voice. "Well, I'd like you to report to Prime as soon as you reach the base, bring Spike with you."
"Sure thing," Bumblebee said easily and the connection was broken.
"Prowl sounded funny," Spike said slowly before suddenly groaning. "Aww bugger, he's probably going to tell Optimus to spank me."
"What, why would he do that?" Bumblebee said in surprise.
"Because I got myself into trouble," Spike sighed heavily. "I taunted those cassettes, got them to chase me and ran right into that Con's hands. I bet you anything that's earned me a spanking."
"But that's not fair," his friend declared. "I'll talk to Optimus, he shouldn't have to spank you."
"You can try," Spike said gloomily, wondering if it would work. His arse was aching a little and he did not relish the idea of being punished. But at the same time, he knew it was pointless to resist, he had provoked Rumble and Frenzy and gotten them to chase him.
They soon arrived at the Ark and Spike climbed out, allowing Bumblebee to transform. Together, they walked into the Autobot base although Spike had to really resist dragging his heels. By the time they reached Optimus's office, Spike was finding it really finding it hard to prevent himself from lagging behind.
"It'll be fine," Bumblebee said encouragingly. "You'll see."
"I hope so," Spike said, blowing out a breath of air as he gathered his courage and entered the large room that was Optimus's office.
To Spike's surprise, Smokescreen was also in the room, leaning against the wall. He looked like he'd just come from patrol or something like that. Optimus was sitting at his desk and looked up as they entered.
"Spike, how are you?" he asked immediately.
"Alright," Spike said sheepishly, scuffing the ground. "Um, I kinda screwed up."
"Why don't you explain everything that happened," Optimus suggested as Bumblebee lifted Spike up onto the desk.
"Uh, okay," Spike agreed, he supposed he might as well.
He explained everything that happened, how he'd insulted Frenzy and Rumble so much that they'd chased after him instead of focusing on their missions. How he'd been captured and taken to the Nemesis brig where he'd been joined by the very cassettes he'd taunted earlier. He'd started making fun of them and had been overheard by Soundwave who had not been happy.
"So he uh...ended up spanking all three of us," Spike mumbled, highly embarrassed by this. "We got a lecture as well."
"How did he spank you?" Smokescreen asked curiously as Spike's face reddened.
"Bare," he said as quietly as possible. "He was really ticked off at us."
"Sure sounds like it," Smokescreen agreed, making Spike flush with embarrassment.
"Yeah and he gave us all a bit of a lecture," Spike sighed. "He told me that I was making everyone take time out or something...to deal with me getting into trouble."
"No one asked the Cons to take anything out," Bumblebee scoffed. "It's their choice."
"Maybe but it could be a lot worse," Smoekscreen pointed out. "Better they treat him like a Sparkling than an adult."
Spike was starting to wonder if he'd ever be treated like an adult. But he could see Smokescreen point, better they spank him because they thought he was a kid than do something much worse if they considered him an adult.
"So anyway, Soundwave took his kids and just left me in the brig...and then Thundercracker appeared,"
"Thundercracker?" Optimus questioned, this he hadn't been expecting.
"Yeah, he was kinda mad about what happened with Starscream," Spike said and he explained more or less what the blue Seeker had told him.
"So he decided to get a little revenge on Screamer's behalf and tried to give me some swats," Spike told the shocked audience. "But when he found out I'd already been spanked, he knew it was pointless to give me more. So for some reason, he decided to take me to see Starscream and...it was really weird."
"What was Screamer like?" Bumblebee asked curiously.
"Depressed I suppose," Spike said. "But he didn't do or really say anything to me; Thundercracker just got him to hold me. I don't really know how to describe it."
"We understand," Optimus assured him.
Spike smiled before continuing.
"I was there for a while, I don't know how long but eventually Soundwave came looking for me. Old Megs wanted to have a good gloat so I was brought before him. He found out I'd been with the Seeker but I didn't really tell him why. Just said Thundercracker wanted to have a go at me and stuff."
"That was the right thing to do," Optimus said, a smile clear in his tone. "The Seekers reached out to you in their own way and you demonstrated your respect for them. And they will find out that you did this, it will help prevent Starscream from holding a grudge."
"You really think so?" Spike said, he honestly hadn't thought about it that way. It just hadn't felt right explaining what had happened to Megatron and frankly, he'd been in no mood to chat with the Decepticon leader.
"I do," Optimus said, lightly stroking his head which made Spike smile.
"What happened then?" Smokescreen questioned.
Spike blew out a puff of air; he was probably going to get into trouble for swearing at Megatron. Briefly, he explained Megatron's threat to keep him as a pet and how he'd been about to spank him when Bumblebee entered the base and distracted him.
"So...there you have it," he finished finally. "Um, are you going to spank me?"
"Spike," Optimus began gently. "You know you put yourself in a bad situation."
"I know," Spike said, hanging his head.
"Optimus, he didn't mean it," Bumblebee protested. "He was just trying to help."
"I realise that but he would have been better off coming to warn one of us," Optimus said firmly. "And speaking of which, Bumblebee, what you did was brave but extremely reckless. You broke into the Decepticon base without any kind of backup, putting yourself and Spike in danger."
"But I had to sir," Bumblebee protested. "Megatron was going to hurt him, if I hadn't gotten in there when I did, Megatron would have hurt him. You heard what Spike said, Megatron was just looking for any old excuse."
"That maybe so," Optimus stated softly. "But you should have still waited for some kind of backup; we were preparing to get Spike back. I understand why you acted Bumblebee but you must realise that the consequences could be greater since Spike is an organic. If he were a fellow Autobots, even if you failed to rescue him and got captured, his position would unlikely have been worse. But he is not a transformer, can you imagine what Megatron might have done if he'd captured you?"
"I...," Bumblebee started to say before hanging his head. "He'd have gloated and probably hurt Spike in front of me."
"Indeed," Optimus said softly. "And Megatron knows how much you both mean to me, I could not bear to see either of you hurt and I helpless to do anything."
Spike felt his cheeks grow warm, he knew that Optimus cared but he hadn't realised before now just how much. The semi truck fixed Bumblebee with a very serious look and said.
"Smokescreen is going to take care of Spike while we have a talk."
Bumblebee opened his mouth and then closed it. He seemed to realise something as he slowly nodded. Spike grimaced, he knew he was going to be spanked ever since they'd gotten there but he'd still half hoped it wouldn't happen. But to his surprise, Optimus now said.
"Smokescreen, would you take Spike to a quiet place? And then wherever he wants to go to relax after today."
"You got it Optimus," Smokescreen said with a nod, pushing himself up from the wall and coming over to the desk. He gently picked Spike up and headed for the door.
"Uh, see you in a bit," Spike said as he was taken out of the room.
"Yeah," he heard Bumblebee sigh.
"What's that all about?" Spike asked confused as he was taken along the corridor.
"I think Optimus will be giving Bumblebee a spanking," Smokescreen said casually.
"He is?" Spike exclaimed in shock. "But...why?"
"Bumblebee's like a son to Optimus," Smokescreen told Spike softly. "He helped raise him when he was orphaned at a young age and they've always been close. Optimus would be devastated if anything where to happen to him."
"Like my dad would be if something happened to me," Spike said in understanding.
"You got it," Smokescreen said with a grin. "So, he just wants to make sure Bumblebee thinks before he acts. Like the boss said, if you were a Transformer, his little importune rescue wouldn't be so bad but it's different as you're a human."
"He won't spank him too hard?" Spike said worriedly as Smokescreen smiled.
"Don't worry about that, Optimus just wants to make sure he remembers."
"Okay," Spike said with smile as they entered an empty store room that was only half full of equipment.
"You alright for this?" Smokescreen questioned as he sat down on an overturned crate, gently placing Spike on his lap.
"Yeah," Spike sighed slightly. "Uh, are you going to do the steps?"
"Not this time," Smokescreen said reassuringly as Spike sighed in relief.
Smokescreen patted his back a couple of times before raising his hand and bringing it down. Spike flinched, his rear was still tended after being a prisoner of the Decepticons but he gritted his teeth against the pain. He wondered how Bumblebee was getting on, had he ever been spanked before? Probably not as most of the Autobots did not appear to have heard of spanking before they came to Earth, Optimus certainly hadn't.
"Ah," he gasped after a dozen smacks had landed on his bottom.
"You doing okay?" Smokescreen asked, even though he was still smacking.
"Yeah...fine," Spike said stoically.
"Good boy," Smokescreen stated as he continued.
When it was finally over, Smokescreen gently lifted Spike up, rubbing his back as the boy lay limp against him. Spike hoped Bumblebee wasn't doing too bad, maybe they could watch a movie together to recover. But one thing he did wonder about, just what had Megatron done to Starscream?
The Nemesis, some time previously
The grey Mech smirked as he smacked the struggling Seeker's aft; this was a perfect way to relieve the stress of that disastrous mining operation. It appeared humans were good for some things; their punishments for their brats were highly commendable. And he'd been finding it delicious ironic that Optimus Prime of all bots approved of this method of discipline and had been using it on his pet humans. Well, the young brat anyway, he didn't know if he was using it on others but wouldn't be surprised.
"Let me go," Starscream shrieked, thrashing around helplessly. "I swear I will make you suffer for this."
"Is that so," Megatron sneered, giving the small aft a much harder strike. "I look forward to it, Seeker."
"Ahhh!" Starscream shrieked as his aft began to feel tender from the abuse he was suffering. "Stop it, stop it!"
Megatron just laughed again.
"What's the matter Starscream?" he asked with a smirk. "Are you not enjoying this?"
"No I'm not," Starscream replied furiously. "Ow, this is so stupid, this is a human method for their squalling brats."
"And it suits you so well," Megatron purred, enjoying the sound of his hand hitting Starscream's aft.
Starscream swore and snarled, his aft was rapidly becoming more painful. This was worse than when that Autobot had spanked him, Megatron was not holding back at all. There might not be any witnesses but it was still utterly humiliating.
"Ow...ow...slaggit!" Starscream cursed as Megatron tutted.
"Such language Starscream, I hope I don't have to wash out your mouth."
"You wouldn't," gasped the Seeker, nothing could be more embarrassing.
Megatron just chuckled, giving the Seeker his answer. Knowing that his master would do just about anything to him in this mood, he tried to swallow any more of his curses. It wasn't easy and he couldn't stop himself from gasping in pain as his aft hurt more and more. If Megatron kept on, he'd have a lot of trouble hiding this from his Trine mates, he wouldn't be able to walk properly. Perhaps he could go for a long flight or something, give his aft a chance to recover before he had to mingle with anyone.
After what seemed like an age, Megatron suddenly stopped smacking and Starscream breathed a sigh of relief. His aft felt like it was on fire, Megatron had spanked him so hard and for so long but at least it was over.
"Your poor little aft," Megatron mused, slightly stroking the abused metal under his hand. "I think it needs taking care of after that."
"What do you...AHH!" Starscream yelped as Megatron lifted him up and dumped him face down on the berth. Before Starscream could get up, Megatron loomed over him, preventing any escape.
Starscream trembled as Megatron half lay across him, the grey Mech's grinning mouth very close to his own face. He could feel the other Mech's hand gripping his tingling aft while Megatron's other hand held him down.
"P-please Megatron," he begged. "I've learned my lesson, I won't disappoint you again. Can I please go?"
"Oh no, Starscream," Megatron purred, gripping the Seeker's aft tighter and making him yelp in pain. "I don't think the lesson has sunk in quite yet, I need to leave a lasting impression."
His hand began to stroke Starscream's aft, running down its lines and slight curve. Starscream trembled harder, surely Megatron wasn't going to.
"Just relax, my loyal Second," Megatron said softly as his hand began to explore further.
Starscream closed his optics and buried his face against the soft cover of the hard berth but unable to stop the tears forming and then falling from his optics.
Author's note. Hope you all enjoyed that, until next time.