"NO WAY IN HELL!" Envy shouted as he ran for the door to the kitchen leading outside. He didn't get too far, for Winry was expecting this and grabbed his arm tightly, almost jerking him backwards. Envy however kept squirming, trying to get his arm out of Winry's iron grip. All movement stopped when Pinako finally had enough and smacked Envy with the switch. Envy gasped, and stood in silence for a moment, almost as if he was trying to register what had happened.
"You're in for a lot more than that, Envy! Now get your butt over here!" Pinako yelled as she pointed with the switch to the arm of the sofa. Envy shivered as his free hand snaked back for a quick rub, sure he was going to feel a welt on his backside. There was no welt, but a sharp sting radiated through his bottom from that one smack. He felt Winry pull him over to the sofa, and immediately resumed his struggles. He even tried to claw at her hand, but Winry had her leather gloves on, so it did nothing to stop her from flinging him over to his resting place.
Once over the arm of the sofa, it felt as if the wind was knocked out of him as the plush-covered frame collided with his stomach. Feeling a hand of leather rest on his back with a sufficient amount of pressure, he knew there would be no getting out of this, and just waited for the first blow.
There was no blow, but what he felt was even more surprising. He felt his lower clothing being taken down, exposing his quivering cheeks. As he reached around to pull them back up, Winry smacked his hand hard enough to make him yell out and yank it back to his front. Once his clothing was down to his ankles, Pinako rested the thin piece of wood on the center of Envy's bottom, which trembled in anticipation. It wasn't long before the first strike of many came down.
SMACK!
Envy lifted his head up high and yelped at the stinging sensation that assaulted his rear, and almost cried as not one second after the first strike a second was given. A third and fourth fell in a rapid pace, each below the previous red stripe. Envy soon couldn't help himself and was kicking and bucking all over the arm of the sofa, trying to move his rear out of the line of fire. However this movement did not deter Pinako a bit, for every move he made she was able to have the switch find its target and deliver the harsh blow.
It was soon Envy found he had the need to cry, and as the tenth and final blow found its home on his lower thighs, he was bawling in misery. He had never felt so humiliated and felt so much physical pain in his life. He felt Winry rub his back in soothing circles as she replaced his clothing over his red and sore bottom, and lay there limp on the sofa for what seemed like hours.
Weeeeell? Did I do good? R&R for ideas! What trouble should Envy find next?