Partners Must Be Accountable
Freddy and his partner, Amber, had a somewhat unorthodox arrangement. Being a cop was not the easiest job and there was a reason why they were infamous for being alcoholics and divorcees. Freddy was neither, but he certainly didn't look after himself. He survived on the three Cs: cigarettes, coffee and cereal. The arrangement was that he was to look after himself better, because after all, Amber needed a partner in working order; and if he didn't, then it was his ass on the line.
Freddy just hadn't been able to let go of their most recent case and as a result, he wasn't sleeping and his eating habits were worse than usual. When Amber knocked on the door to his apartment, he answered with a cigarette in his mouth and circles under his eyes.
"Amber. Hey, wh-what are you doing here?"
-Amber couldn’t help but frown as she saw the state of her partner. She sighed as she spoke, taking a no nonsense approach to here duties as a partner-
"Geeeez When was the last time you slept? You look terrible!"
-Amber crossed her arms, waiting to see what pathetic excuse her partner would come up with-
Freddy motioned for her to come in, quickly stubbing out his cigarette on an ash tray on the counter. He had a bad feeling about why she was here and her body language did not ease this sense of dread.
“Um, I got about three hours last night,“ Freddy admitted, a little sheepish. “I’ve been kinda wired.”
-Amber followed Freddy into his house. She looked around, judging the state of his place-
"You know why I’m here don’t you?"
-Amber's body language was very controlling. She was planning to do a wellness check and had high hopes that he would pas. But it was clear her partner hadn’t been taking care of himself-
Freddy held his arms across his chest, his shoulders hunching up a little. It felt like an interrogation instead of a visit from his own partner. He could tell that she was studying him, his apartment, picking up on how much of a mess it and he was.
“Yeah,” Freddy answered reluctantly. He frowned down at the floor, chewing his bottom lip. “Part of our agreement. I’ve been messing up.”
-Amber nodded in acknowledgment-
"Okay. I’ve seen enough."
-Amber walked up to Freddy, grabbing the young man’s ear between her thumb and index finger. She wordlessly led the boy to the bathroom. He needed a shower and she would see to it that he got one… but first. Amber sat on the closed toilet seat, guiding her partner across her uniform clad thighs-
Freddy knew what was coming next. He had only broken the terms of their agreement once before, but once had been enough of a deterrent for a long time. He had sworn up and down that it wouldn't be happening again. If only Amber didn't keep such a good eye on him; if only he wasn't such a mess.
"Ow!" Freddy yelped as Amber took him by the ear, pulling him to the bathroom. "I'll go with you, you don't have to drag me!"
His protests fell on deaf ears. Amber dragged him to the bathroom and sat down on the lid of the toilet. Freddy couldn't stop a little whimper from coming loose. He resisted the urge to fight as Amber guided him over her knee. He slowly tumbled over, one hand braced on the floor, his honey blonde locks falling about his reddened face.
-Amber sighed as she looked down at her partner. She had hoped that once would be enough. She didn’t show Freddy any mercy the last time she spanked the poor boys rear, hoping he’d stay far away from his bad habits but they had a hold on him again. Amber rested her hand on the man’s upturned rear-
"You should have behaved Freddy. You knew this would happen if you didn’t take care of yourself. I’m very disappointed."
-Amber started to spank the boy, landing firm but slow swats to start her partner’s punishment-
Freddy whimpered again as Amber's hand rested upon his bottom. This was humiliating. What was possibly more humiliating was that this punishment was not only deserved but agreed upon. Technically, he was here of his own free will. The disappointment in his partner's tone was worse than the embarrassment of being spanked by her. He couldn't stand letting people down, especially not her.
"I know," Freddy answered, his voice small and trembling. He knew that it wouldn't be accepted until the punishment was done, but he felt the need to say it anyway. "I'm sorry."
Freddy let out a small grunt when the first smack landed, but he became quiet soon after. He bit his lip, trying not to make a single noise, even as each firm smack left a burning sting behind.
-Amber continued the spanking. She always enjoyed when boys tried so hard to act tough. She wasn’t worried about that much though. She knew he wouldn’t be so silent by the end of this. Amber continued the boys warm up, swatting his rear rhythmically and firmly. Amber could feel the boy on her lap, each swat landing hard on his bottom-
Amber was just as relentless as last time. Her palm came down over and over on Freddy's backside, making it feel as though the pyjama bottoms he wore weren't even there. His bottom was being quickly warmed up as smack after smack came down. A few small noises slipped out here and there, much to Freddy's chagrin. He was trying to stay still, not to fidget or wiggle. He wanted to stay stoic, to take this with dignity and actually act like an adult for once.
-Amber spoke sweetly and kindly, a firm tone still present as she instructed her partner on what was going to happen.-
"You’re taking your spanking like such a big boy. After I’m done you’ll take a shower, eat something, and rest."
-Amber made sure to thoroughly swat the boys pants. She focused on the boys sits spots and thighs, making sure to hold her partner in place across her lap-
It should have pissed him off, being patronised like that, called a big boy like he was anything but. It didn't though. It sounded like Amber meant what she said and instead, it made Freddy feel sad and sorry and little. The growing pain in his bottom wasn't helping matters. It was starting to really hurt, making it harder to keep still.
"'kay, Amber," Freddy answered, his voice quavering."
-Amber saw red as her partner gave such a nonchalant response-
"Kay? Is that all you have to say to me?"
-Amber grabbed the boys pants, lowering them slowly. She was far from done, pinning the boys hand to the small of his back as she rubbed his bottom-
Freddy's cry was in response both to Amber's question and the feeling of his pants being slowly pulled down. His face burned with renewed heat. He let out a small despairing moan as his hand was pinned to the small of his back, like he couldn't be trusted not to do something stupid with it. So much for being a big boy.
"I-I'm sorry! I shoulda looked after myself better, you- you shouldn't have to look after me like this!"
"You’re right! I shouldn’t! I should be able to trust my partner to care for himself but unfortunately I can’t. Maybe I should spank you more regularly."
-Amber started to spank the boy hard again. She took on a firm pace, trying to really let her message sink in. The young female cops hand was starting to hurt a little.-
Tears pricked Freddy's eyes and his Adam's apple bobbed traitorously. She was so disappointed in him. It was a wonder why she put up with him at all. She deserved a better partner than him. And then the spanking resumed, harder and faster than before. Amber was trying to push him over the edge and she was doing doing a pretty good job of it.
"No!" Freddy found himself yelping again. He couldn't stand the thought of this happening on a regular basis. "No, Amber, I'll do better, I swear! I-it'll be the last time, I promise!"
"I’ve heard that before young man. You promised that exact same thing last time and yet still you’re here getting a spanking on my lap like a child."
-Amber started to focus on the boys sit spots. She wasn’t willing to show him any mercy. He needed a good lesson and amber needed her partner at his peak-
Tears spilled onto Freddy's cheeks. Why did she have to be right? He would have hidden his face in his hand were it not pinned to the small of his back and the other was occupied keeping him from hanging right off of Amber's lap. He choked out a sob, shaking his head, even though what she was saying was true. Freddy wasn't keeping still any more, fidgeting, twitching and flinching. His feet skittered across the bathroom floor as Amber's palm cracked down again and again on Freddy's blistering bottom.
"I-I know, I'm- I- I just, I couldn't, I-I'm sorry! I just couldn't stop thinking about that case and I felt so goddamn awful cos I couldn't do anything to help them!"
-Amber listened to her partner, letting him voice his frustrations and short comings. All the while she kept spanking him. She was disappointed but she knew that after she was done her partner would try his best to straighten out. Amber stopped for a moment, rubbing the boys bottom as she spoke authoritatively-
"Are you ready to take better care of yourself or would you like to continue getting your butt spanked like a child. I can keep this up as long as it takes."
Freddy his his face in the crook of his elbow, making a sad keening noise as Ambers’ firm hand rubbed his very hot backside. He certainly felt like a child. It was impossible to feel like anything else in his current predicament.
“No!I-I’ll look after myself, I pr-promise, Amber. I’m good I-I swear.”
-Amber gave one final swat to Freddy’s upturned bottom before pointing to the shower-
"You’re going to stand up and clean up yourself while I clean up your apartment. After you’re fresh and ready I’ll help you into bed. If you’d like we can even cuddle."
-Amber gave another sharp swat to slow this wasn’t a request. It was an order-
Freddy flinched forward at another smack, whimpering miserably. He looked up at Amber's outstretched arm, tears dripping off of his chin. The shower would make his bottom sting like hell, but refusing would make it even worse. Cuddling sounded nice at least.
Freddy awkwardly clambered off of Amber's lap, his pants pooling around his ankles. He couldn't look at her, too mortified. Once she left the room, he got into the shower, hissing as the hot water hit his bottom. Once dried and dressed, he headed to his bedroom, his cheeks still holding a rosy blush.
-Amber did exactly as she said she would. As Freddy cleaned himself she took to cleaning and tidying. She worked quickly, getting as much done as she could. She wanted to make her partners job easier so he could care for himself without feeling too overwhelmed. As Freddy finished his shower amber followed him to the bedroom, stripping down to her black lace underwear. She wanted her partner to feel comfortable while they cuddled-
Freddy clambered onto the bed and towards amber with little grace. Once he was able, he wrapped his arms around her, burying his face against her stomach. This was the only part of his punishment that he liked.
The pair cuddled for a long time. Amber made sure to keep a closer eye on her partner in the future, not fearing to deliver a reminder if Freddy needed it. The bond between the two was strong and it certainly grew stronger after their intimate 'talks'.