CHEATING THE WRONG BOT
Swindle as a businessmech knew the importance of finding out what the customer wants, then usually ends up charging an arm and a leg for said item, but sometimes the customer will want proof of whether or not of its authenticity.
*"C'MON, I'm telling ya, there fully charged charge and ready to go" * said the sleazy sale mech as he pleaded with the black, green, and yellow bot.
"Hmmpff...I know you Swin, you'd sell your own teammates, if it meant getting money. Oh wait, you actually did sell your teammates, well you're not scamming me; you SLIMY LITTLE DECEPTICON!!" yelled the Autobot as he grabbed the combaticon with a strong hand, and marched over towards a rocky outcrop.
"H-HEY.....C-C'MON MY FRIEND, LETS T-TALK ABOUT THIS!" pleaded Swindle as the larger mech carried him over to the rocky structure and sat down on a large flat rock, pulling the rather shocked combaticon over his broad and sturdy lap.
"Hey....c'mon now, how about I thrown in some blood diamonds from Monacus" said the panicked con.
"SWINDLE! SHUT YOUR LYING MANIPULATING VOCALIZER FOR ONCE AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT" ordered the Autobot as he brought up a massive hand.
Swindle was worried that he was loosing his touch when it came to selling, but right now,, he had other things to worry about. He was about to get his aft spanked, which hadn't happened to him since he was a youngling.
The jeep had taken on Autobots before and survived, so how bad could a human punishment possibly be?
Swindle gasped in both fear and surprise as he felt his rear plating being removed. The jeep keeping his helm down, just in case, any other decepticons or primus forbid; his teammates came by and saw him like this.
Warhead felt the combaticon twitch on his lap, and while it might have been easier just to shoot him, the larger bot figured that a spanking would teach Swindle a grater lesson than being shot or forced to blow him.
Although, the Autobot would still make the combaticon suck his spike anyway, just to make sure that the lesson sunk into that money grubbing helm of his.
The large bot's servo landed on the bare protoform of Swindle's aft with a resounding smack, followed by the jeep's pained cry.
Swindle could've given Starscream a run for his money, with how loud his screams were getting.
"AHHHHHH.... P-PLEASE...I'M SORRY OKAY! I'LL NEVER CHEAT YOU AGAIN" cried Swindle, who was near tears.
"SWINDLE! as much as I want you to be sorry, you're just saying that, so I'll go easy on you" stated the Autobot in a compassionate tone.
"WELL OF COURSE I'M SAYING THAT, YOU AUTOTWIT! CAUSE IT FRAGGING HURTS!!!" yelled the combaticon.
Warhead vented heavily and paused briefly to fish something out of his subspace pocket, the Autobot soon held a rather large brush in his servo, which he normally used in the sonic shower; but now it would serve another purpose.
"Oh Swindle, I have something that I want to sell, but I need to test it out first" said the Autobot in a rather Swindle like way.
And before the combaticon could ask what it was, he heard the whoosh of air, followed by a thunderous crack; before a intense pain blossomed over his aft.
"PRIMUS THAT STINGS!!! shrieked the jeep, that fraggin Autobot smacked his aft with a brush; a primus dammed scrubbing brush.
"Well Swindle...you did it, your mouth just earned you a session my little- or rather big friend here" stated the Autobot.
"C'mon...W-warhead ol buddy, you wouldn't use that on me, would you?" asked the jeep timidly.
"I'd rather not. I hate hearing Decepticons cry, All it takes are two little words, two words and it will all be over" said Warhead
Swindle knew that he wouldn't last a whole session the Autobot's brush, and as much as would sting his pride to say it, he was smart enough to admit defeat.
"I...I'm truly sorry for cheating you Warhead" said the broken jeep.
"Thank you Swindle" replied the Autobot as he hoisted the con off his lap and rubbed his sore aft.
Swindle normally found Autobots to be unappealing, but Warhead had that sexy older mech vibe, and the jeep figured that he might as well have some fun with him.
"Say...Warhead, you wouldn't happen to be into diapers, would ya?" asked the jeep with a sly smirk.
"Hmmm...is that something that you want to do?" questioned the larger mech.
Truth was, the jeep was more into BDSM and bestiality, but for the other bot; he'd do it.
Now that Swindle gave it some thought, he'd let a cyberdog lap his spike.
"Well....its been a blast, but I've got to head back before ol buckethead sends out a search party" laughed Swindle.
"Tell me, did you like being spanked?" asked Warhead as he stood up and walked over.
"Mmmm...well...maybe" replied the jeep before transforming and drove off. Leaving the stunned Autobot behind, before he transformed as well and headed out.
During patrol the next day, Swindle transformed with a rather full tank and needed to empty it, so he transformed to robot mode; before freeing his spike and activated his waste removal protocols. Sighing in relief as a heavy stream of piss was released from his spike, rubbing his aft with a slight moan of pleasure.
"You know that public urination is against the law" chortled Warhead as he seemed to come out of nowhere.
"Ahhhh....you fraggin scared me!" exclaimed the combaticon, whipping around suddenly, coming face to face with the bot and his cyberdog.
"YOU CAN'T JUST-OHHHHH....PRIMUS!!" exclaimed Swindle as the cyberdog shot forward and licked the tip of his spike, as he urinated.
"OHHHHHHH.....HOLY FRAGGIN PRIMUSSSS!!" moaned Swindle as the beast's wet metallic tongue lapped every inch of the combaticon's penis.
"Hnnghhhh....frag!" yelled the purple and tan mech as oily cum shot out of his spike, while the shocked Autobot freed his own aching spike, hoping that his beloved pet would lick him.
"Hehe...g-good doggy! lick my spike" groaned Swindle as the dog knocked him onto his aft, while coaxing more of the jeep's tasty fluid out of his shaft, only to have competition as Warhead knelt down suddenly and joined his dog in torturing the moaning combaticon.
Choked gasps left Swindle's vocalizer, as he was pleasured by two talented tongues, the cyberdog whined as he was pushed aside by his owner; only for him to let out a muffled moan when the beast licked the Autobot's aft. Gradually moving to his thick spike, causing Warhead to moan around the spike in his mouth, as his pet gave him a superb tongue lashing.
Swindle somehow found the strength to ease out of the other bot's mouth, and watched as the cyberdog caused Warhead to overload with just a few well placed licks on the Autobot's thick spike.
After the other mech overloaded, Swindle got to his pedes, walked around behind the other bot as he was getting up and smacked his big aft as hard as he could.
"Thanks for the fun, let me know if you to do it again" said Swindle smoothly as he transformed and headed back to the Nemesis.
"Oh that Swindle! you just can't hate that manipulative little fragger!! can you boy?" questioned Warhead as he patted his pet's head and waked back to base.
The Nemesis: sometime later...
Swindle made his way to an empty room and locked the door. "Computer! bring up all information about the Autobot Warhead" said the jeep as approached a computer terminal on the far side of the room.
The combaticon having a hunch that the Autobot might be in law enforcement, either that or the military, or both.
Swindle's optics widened as he read the mech's file, and felt his spike twitch at the thought of seeing him again. Wanting to feel the Autobot's hand on his bare aft again, he would never admit this to the other combaticons, but he had a thing for being spanked; he just never thought that it would be brought out by an goody goody Autobot.
*But then again, Swindle did have a thing for bots in law enforcement and the military, especially ones who actually saw him as a mech and not just as a evil Decepticon. *
The jeep did always enjoy a little bit of pain and humiliation, and getting some love afterward, never hurt either.