Pairing: Sergeant Wade Grey/Officers Tim Bradford-Lucy Chen (M/MF) hand, wooden spoon
This is based on Season 2, Episode 8 "Clean Cut" of The Rookie. Plot written by the wonderful and talented Elenalovly!
Street, Daylight
Patrol Unit Bradford/Chen
Los Angeles, California
Lucy felt disappointed that Rachael, her friend and Tim's girlfriend, was going to be out of town for the "Light of the City" award later that day. Jackson and Tim were to receive the commendation from the deputy chief later in the day. Lucy knew Tim might not care about the recognition, but she promised to send Rachael pictures of the ceremony. It was a big deal and it might help Tim become get promoted to sergeant.
Lucy looked out her passenger window, as per usual, Tim was driving. Lucy noticed a sketchy looking skateboarder. Was he going to rob that lady? Her cop sense went off immediately.
Lucy exclaimed, "Oh, hey, 3:00. Skateboarder's about to grab that woman's bag!"
But as the skateboarder innocently sailed past the woman, they both laughed. Luckily, it was a false alarm. Maybe today would be an easy day on patrol?
"Swing and a miss," Tim commented.
As Tim chuckled and glanced at the sidewalk, Lucy looked up and screamed, "Tim!"
Crash.
The car in front of the shop stopped suddenly, causing an accident. After making sure Lucy was okay, Tim got out and checked the driver. This was not good. The lady seemed okay, but a cop involved crash was bad news.
"Control, 7-Adam-19. Show me at a traffic collision at Melrose and Gardner. Be advised, it's a city vehicle," Tim said gravely.
Gone was the light-hearted banter, an officer involved accident would be a serious blight on Tim's record. As another officer got Tim's id and information, he scoffed at the damaged shop, muttering, "Someone's getting a day at the beach."
"What does that mean?" Lucy asked Tim with concern as the jerk walked away and conversed with another set of officers. She watched the driver get transported to the hospital in the ambulance, but she didn't seem seriously injured.
Tim frowned and ran a hand through his buzzed cut blond hair,"Suspension without pay. It's one of the many possible discipline options. I could be demoted, kicked out of field training. No point in taking the sergeant's exam now."
Lucy shuffled her feet, wanted to say something reassuring, but then Sargent Gray drove up.
Tim mumbled, "...And things just keep getting better."
Wade Grey did not look happy.
"You two okay?" Sergeant Grey asked sternly, looking over his officers. The sergeant was a tall, well-built African American man who always had his officer's backs, but he was hard on them when they screwed up. Really hard.
Tim replied that they were fine and that the driver had possible whiplash or a concussion. He had just lost focus for a minute.
Grey paused and then growled, "I just spanked your ass not too long ago and you still can't act right? You lost focus..."
Tim froze and his face heated at the scolding he was receiving in front of everyone. But then the sergeant looked down at Lucy.
"And you are getting a spanking, too. I bet you were chatting his ear off about that award, huh? Well, there is no use in him going now. Get in the back of my shop!" Grey thundered.
Lucy flinched as the sergeant jerked the door to his own shop open. Lucy scrambled in and Tim slowly followed, not liking where this was going.
Grey continued admonishing both of them for not paying attention as he drove back to the Mid-Wilshire Station. It was only a few miles, but it felt like a long drive to the disgraced officers.
Grey ordered both of them into his office.
"Gun belts on my desk," Grey yelled into the room. Lucy craned her neck and watched as Grey slipped into the break room across the hallway.
"Is he getting a snack?" Lucy whispered to Tim.
"Ah, I don't think so," Tim replied, putting his gun belt on Grey's desk, just as Grey stormed back into his office. Lucy quickly removed hers and stood with her knees feeling like water. She was ready to faint. Surely, he wasn't really going to spank them together right here in the office!
"Tim, go stand in the corner. Hands on your head. You know the drill," Grey snapped as he shut and locked his door behind him.
"Sir, he-," Lucy started. She wanted to explain that it wasn't Tim's fault. If anything, she had distracted him, but Grey wasn't in a listening mood.
"Lucy, ladies first. Come get over my lap," Grey demanded as he sat down on his couch.
Lucy's heart was beating so loudly, she almost didn't hear him. She walked over and was soon over the sergeant's knee with her chest resting on the couch.
Smack!
Grey slammed his large hand across the seat of her navy uniform pants. The hearty blow almost knocked the air out of her lungs as a second swat descended. Even through her pants and panties, the spank stung.
"Awwww," Lucy finally gasped. "Sir, I-!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"I don't want to hear your excuses, Chen. Usually, in situations like this, I like to use my little wooden spoon," Grey informed her.
Lucy let out a cry of surprise as Grey stood her up and unbuttoned her trousers. He yanked a small wooden spoon from his back pocket and Lucy's eyes widened in fear. His hand was bad enough!
"No, please, sir. It was just an a-accident," Lucy tried, struggling a moment, but Grey easily flipped her over his lap again.
Lucy fought the urge to cover her cotton covered behind with her hands. Her bottom already was burning just from the hand spanks, but before she could protest more, Grey laid down the flat side of the spoon hard.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Grey was paddling each cheek multiple times with the spoon, which was unbearable. She clutched onto the cushions, not daring to reach back to protect her searing seat. Soon, each whack dissolved into a sea of pain and Lucy moaned that she was sorry. Tim had chided her before for her constant stream of conversation, but it had never gotten them into trouble before.
"Ahhhhh, we're so sorrrrrry," Lucy sobbed, as she kicked out her feet at a flurry of hard cracks across her white underpants.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"You ought to be. It could have been much worse," Grey admonished. "Now, you think about that as I heat up your panties good."
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Oh! Ouch! No, please, sir," Lucy exclaimed as Grey switched to pelting her other cheek with the small flat side of the wooden spoon. It concentrated the sting and Lucy felt herself starting to sob even harder. The couch cushions were wet under her face.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Ahhhhhh, oh, it hurtsssss," Lucy wailed helplessly, trying to kick up her feet and squirm off Grey's broad lap. Grey just pulled her in tighter with his left hand. He had a lot of experience discipling his officers.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Officers who don't pay attention can end up dead or killing someone," Grey lectured, now aiming the spoon below her panties and paddling her sensitive sit spots.
Crack! Crack!
"Ohhhhh GODDDDD," Lucy shrieked.
Tim couldn't take it. Her cries of pain were tearing out his heart. Lucy was innocent, he was the one who had wrecked the shop! He turned and saw Grey spanking the daylights out of his boot with her kicking and hollering. If Lucy needed to be disciplined, Tim would do it. But in this case, she was innocent.
"Turn around, Bradford," Grey ordered loudly, still paddling Lucy with the spoon.
"But sir, she's had enough!" Tim argued, ready to stop him if he had to.
"I'll be the judge of that. Now, turn your face to that damn wall or you will be doing corner time tomorrow at roll call without the benefit of your pants. Now, Tim!" Wade warned.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Tim reluctantly turned back to the wall, knowing that his sarge didn't make empty threats. Hadn't Smitty done bare-assed corner time once or twice? Tim kicked the wall and tried to fight back his own tears of rage and frustration. He'd make it up to Lucy somehow.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Finally, after what seems like an eternity for Tim, Lucy's spanking had stopped. Tim didn't dare look back, but heard Grey murmuring comforting words to Lucy and then directing her to the corner.
"Tim, you're up now. Hurry," Grey said gruffly.
Tim exchanged a brief and sorrowful look with Lucy as they passed. He wanted to reach out and comfort her, but this wasn't the time. Lucy's face was swollen from crying, but she gave him a brave nod. Her brown eyes were filled with concern for him. He had to be brave for her. This gave Tim the confidence to get through with this.
Tim walked over and stood in front of Grey.
"Take down your pants," Grey said sharply.
Tim looked his superior officer in the eye as he unbuttoned his trouser and slid them down. He fought to keep his expression respectful, but it was a challenge.
Grey nodded at Tim's briefs.
Tim sighed and slid them down to meet his trousers at his knees. At least Lucy didn't get it on the bare behind.
Soon, Tim was thrashing and gasping at Grey lit into him hard with the spoon. Grey cracked down all over Tim's bottom and the tops of his thighs until he was in tears.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Grey hooked his right leg over Tim's to stop the man's struggling. Lucy wept in the corner as Tim got spanked for three continuous minutes.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Tim's howls were loud, but the popping down of the brush also reverberated throughout the office. Would Tim ever sit again?
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Tim bit down on his fist as he fought to take the vigorous licking. He would lucky if this was the only punishment he got, but the investigation was not over yet.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
When Tim's behind was cherry red and he finally stopped struggling, Grey stopped.
"You learn something here?" Grey inquired, slipping the small spoon into his back pocket.
Tim sniffled, "Y-Yessss, sir. A-Always p-pay a-attention..."
"Good. Lucy, go freshen up in the bathroom," Grey directed to the woman standing in the corner, with Tim still over his lap.
"Y-Yes, s-sir," Lucy whimpered, shuddering to see Tim's welted behind. She tried to not notice what a nice backside he had, but failed. All that working out really paid off. Guilt flushed through Lucy as she stumbled out of the room, eager to put a wet paper towel on her hot, burning fanny. in the bathroom.
After Lucy left and shut the door, Grey stood Tim up. The fit, younger officer gingerly rubbed his steaming behind.
"Pull up your pants," Wade said, getting up to give him a little privacy. Tim hissed as his snug briefs hugged his scorched rear end.
"Yeah, I hope you feel that. Look, Tim, I know how you feel about her," Grey said softly.
Tim finally pulled up his pants and fastened them, looking at Grey in surprise. Feel about her? Tim had a girlfriend. Sure, he cared about Lucy, but not like that...
"Sir, I h-have a girlfriend," Tim said, clearing his throat. He took the tissues that Grey gave him and wiped his face.
"Blow your nose," Grey directed with a wry smile. "As I was saying, you might not know it, but I know how you feel about her. It's okay, man. But I need you to know that I would never spank her any harder than she deserved or could take."
"I'm sorry for interfering," Tim acknowledged. "It was just hard to hear is all. I'm used to being the one giving her a hard time."
"She's be as good as new in a day or two," Grey assured him. "Just like you will."
"I know, sir. Thank you for the reminder," Tim said stiffly, letting his hands rub his throbbing backside another moment. "I guess I do love her, but just as a friend. When she needs discipline, I won't shy away from it. I swear."
"Friends, right?" Grey said in his deep melodious voice, now free of anger, pulling Tim in for a hug. "Hmmm, let's go with that. Now, I want you two to get to the hospital and check on the driver of the crash. And Tim? Follow your instincts."
Tim nodded as the hug ended, "Yes, sir. We'll get right on it. Um, you wouldn't really give me bare-assed corner time, would you?"
Grey snickered and lightly swatted Tim's sore behind.
Slap!
"You behave and you will never have to find out. Now, go comfort Lucy. She could use a hug from you. Oh, and check on the driver's vehicle. Make sure nothing hinky was going on with that other vehicle," Grey advised.
"Hinky, yes, sir," Tim said. He got his gun belt and Lucy's. Yes, something was at the back of his mind. He had to discuss it with Lucy as soon as possible. Tim just didn't know how the hell they were going to sit in their new shop today. Grey and his spoon had really done a number on them...