Kinky Bots 3
If Soundwave knew beforehand that his suggestion to Megatron about alternative methods of discipline in the base, he never would've told his leader to use spanking intead of regular beating or executions.
The first time it happened, just about every Decepticon was assembled to watch Megatron spank Skywarp for some stupid prank.
Now, mech's started disobeying orders or goofing off on purpose, so that Megatron would spank them.
Soundwave's optic band glowed brightly in arousal as he watched one of the Stunticons, thrash and howl over the silver Con's knees, which was very gratifying for the blue mech, seeing as how the slagger made the error of picking his cassettes.
Soundwave could put up with quite alot, but the one thing that con tolerate, was mech's bullying his children. Even tough he could've punished the mech himself, he figured that a walloping from Megatron would be far more superior to his own strength.
The navy blue mech watched along with Rumble and Frenzy, who were quite amused at seeing Motormaster screaming and yelling like naughty human child.
Soundwave's living quarters: some time later...
Rumble moaned and gasped from his spot on the the large couch, as a mask less Soundwave lapped lovingly at the small mech's spike, making him squirm in rapturous bliss, with each lash of his sire's talented glossa.
A choked grunt was all the blue mech got, before Rumble overloaded and a stream of pinkish cum shot out of his little penis, before Soundwave got off his knees and put his facemask back on before taking a seat next to the still twitching Con.
"Query: do you want daddy to spank you?" asked the blue mech as Rumble snuggled in close.
"Yes...please" giggled the little mech.
While Soundwave didn't really care much for Humans, he did admit that they had a interesting culture in regards to parenting, and after absorbing all he could find regarding sexual and nonsexual spankings in human culture, he devised a plan to use it with Rumble and Frenzy.
Though Rumble was far more eager than his twin.
The blue mech had to be tactical about where and when to have special time with the small cassette. Because Megatron got rather suspicious when both his communications officer and Rumble vanished during a battle.
And after the battle ended, some Autobot could've sworn that he saw a fast moving blue hand from behind a large rock.
Soundwave gently scooted back on the couch; picked up Rumble and placed him over his lap.
"Ready?" intoned the blue mech, after removing Rumble's aft plating.
"Yes....da...I m-mean Soundwave" replied the smaller cassette.
"Rumble: the designation of dad or daddy is acceptable" stated the blue mech.
"S-soundwave, do you h-have...a b-belt?" asked Rumble nervously.
"Affirmative" replied the blue mech, after discovering in research of humans, that belts were often viewed as a father or grandfather's authority. Of course Cybertronian's had no need for cloths like humans, so a belt in Soundwave's mind was purely symbolic of his authority.
Soundwave brought his left hand up as high as he could, then brought it down on Rumble's bare aft, then repeated the action again and again.
Rumble squealed in delight as Soundwave spanked him, "ooooh....P-primus....Soundwave" moaned the small purple-blue cassette, as his father's servo covered his entire aft at once with each loving swat.
Rumble was soon humping the blue mech's lap, his little spike, throbbing painfully as the spanking went on. Soundwave could sense this, and so he spread his legs just far enough, so that his naughty little sparklet was unable to get any relief.
"Aw, c'mon Soundwave!" whined the little cassette as each spank caused his spike to flop between the blue mech's thighs,.
"Negative! you will be still and except your punishment" stated Soundwave with a slight laugh to his monotone voice, the blue mech cocked his helm in confusion as he own spike was growing hard from all the tension.
Rumble would've scoffed if he wasn't so aroused, a rumbling from the blue mech's stomach region, followed by his sire's groan, told the younger mech that his old mech had too much energon in his tanks and had to expel it.
In other words, Soundwave was about to fart.
A quick shift to the right, and a deep thunderous fart, came out of Soundwave's aft.
Ahahaha...nice one S-soundwave, that was loud enough for Shockwave to hear it on Cybertron" laughed Rumble.
"RUMBLE, REMAIN SILENT!" said the blue mech as his optic band darkened angrily, while the little cassette laughed like a earth hyena.
"H-hey...maybe y-you could use your aft as a weapon against...against the Autobots" cackled Rumble.
"RUMBLE! DESIST AT ONCE" roared the furious communications officer, before landing a rather hard wallop upon the little cassette's aft.
"Owwww! okay...I-I'm sorry" cried Rumble.
Soundwave patted the little hellion's aft, "apology accepted, shall we continue?" asked the blue mech.
After a nod from the smaller cassette, Soundwave kept on smacking Rumble's aft with firm but loving spanks.
Ratchet had many secrets that no one else knew, not even Prime himself. The Autobot medic had taken a liking to wearing diapers and farting in them, sometimes even going so far as to shove the faces of his more troublesome patients into his diaper clad aft and farting. But he also realized that this treatment could apply to captured Decepticons as well, and as luck would have it, two Cons were currently held in the brig.
Using Wheeljack's newly rebuilt enlarging machine, the medic enlarged a diaper to Cybertronian size, put it on and headed to the brig.
"What poor slaggers will suffer my wrath today" said the medic happily as he entered the brig, where oundwave and Rumble were in a cell, awaiting their fate.
"Oh look, the father and son duo! what evil scheme have you vile Decepticons come up with this time" said the medic sarcastically.
Ratchet never really expected a answer; instead he released the duo and jabbed Soundwave with the needle that had been held in his clenched servo.
"What d-did you do Autobot!" shouted Rumble, as he saw that Soundwave's normally red optic band, was now a deep purple.
"Relax...son, he's fine, he'll just be under my control for a little while" stated the medic, still unable to believe that his plan had worked.
The last mech that had been injected with the control formula had been rather aggressive towards him, so the poor Con had to be put down, which pained Ratchet deeply, but Onslaught was too much of a security risk to let live.
"Watch this, kid" said the medic.
"Soundwave! release you spike and kneel before me" ordered Ratchet, the medic grinning evilly as he released his own spike and puled the diaper to his knee joints.
"NOW, SUCK ME" commanded the cruel medic.
Rumble could do nothing but watch, as Soundwave did as he was ordered, spike out and kneeling before the unusually evil medic. Then engulfed his spike and bobbed his helm up and down, much to the younger cassette's horror.
"Forgot to mention this, but...I lied about how long the affects were" said Ratchet.
"What.!?"
"Soundwave...is mine now" said the Autobot darkly, while smiling fiendishly at the scared little mech.
"B-but...this goes against what you stand for, besides, Prime would never allow it" cried the little cassette.
"You think so...do you, who do think gave me the order to make the formula" said the medic.
Noooooo....p-please! I'll do anything, just give him back" shouted the young mech.
Hearing the amount of pain and despair in Rumble's voice, nearly broke the medic's spark, but this lesson had to be learned.
So...for now, Ratchet had to play the role of evil slagger.
"That's right...you fragger, suck my spike! like the whore you are" said the medic, as the blue mech worked his mouth and glossa on the Autobot's thick spike.
"Ngghhh....f-frag! I'm....gonna cum" roared the medic as he overloaded and jets of transfluid burst from his spike and down the Con's throat.
Ratchet roughly shoved the blue mech off his spike, before quckly snagging Rumble and carried him to the cot in the cell and sat down on it, which was quite hard, seeing as the diaper was around his knees.
Rumble flailed in the medic's grip and shot at him in utter distress.
"Not a wise move, kiddo!" exclaimed the medic, before the little brat of a Con fired at him again and singed his chevron.
Any pity that the kind old medic may have had for the little cassette, vanished in an instant, and was replaced by another familiar emotion.
Rage.
Ratchet was pissed, no...he was absolutely livid.
"Alright! that does it, young mech!" yelled Ratchet as he practically ripped off the little cassette's aft plating and threw him over his knee.
"I'm gonna do what Soundwave should've done a long tome ago" snarled the Autobot CMO.
"N-nooooo....please-" began Rumble.
"Don't you dare, beg me for mercy!" hissed the medic as he slammed his hand down upon the miscreant's aft, before doing it again and again.
Rumble howled like never before, spankings from Soundwave were one thing, but the sheer blistering wallops from the irate medic, was on a whole other level.
Normally when disciplining another bot, Ratchet would always lecture during the lesson. But the fact that he was quiet, told Rumble just how fragged off the medic actually was.
And a fragged off Ratchet, was a scary Ratchet, because no bot was more frightening than a a royally ticked off Ratchet.
Well...maybe with exception of Hook.
Rumble wasn't sure when or if the punishment would stop, but much to the sobbing mechling's relief, it did.
Ratchet let the little Con calm down first, then scooped him up and plated a grandfatherly kiss on the little mech's helm.
"I'm truly sorry that I need to do that, but you needed a little lesson" said the amused medic as he set the Con down, who rubbed his little aft with both hands.
"Son...about Soundwave, the formula will wear off after a day or two" informed the medic with a smile.
"SO YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING, YOU....YOU FRAGGER!" yelled the outraged little Decepticon.
"You want another spanking?" asked the medic who frowned at Rumble's choice of words.
"N-no, not...really" said Rumble.
"Good, that meas you've learned a lesson today" replied the medic, who sounded like someone from an after school special on T.V.
"Before I let the two of you creeps go, tell me something and be honest about it" asked Ratchet.
"Okay...what is it?" asked the curious little cassette.
"Does Soundwave ever spank you, and do you enjoy it?" asked the medic.
"I...uhhh...don't know what you mean" stammered the little Con.
"During our last raid on your base, Jazz slipped into Soundwave's quarters and planted a bug" said Ratchet.
Rumble's optic band widened in shame and terror, at hearing that bit of information.
"Y-you...saw-"
"Everything I'm afraid, but I won't divulge what I saw, it'll be our secret" said the medic with a knowing look.
The medic went back to work as the two Cons left the Autobot base.
Sometime later...
Ratchet was seated on a chair with his legs spread wide, as a Cyberhound sniffed at his spike and then gave it a quick lick.
"Ooooh...oh...P-primus, c'mon Soundwave, lick daddy's spike" said the Medic lovingly.
Yes, Ratchet was indeed a mech of many secrets, and wondered what the actual Soundwave would think about the medic's pet being named after him.