Kinktober #6 - October 13th – sexting & punishment (Rabbot x Reader)
Pairings: Rabot x fem!Reader
explicit
Warnings: spanking (with hand and belt), doms Jack and Robby, punishment spankings, bratty reader gets tamed, Robby and Jack are called Sir, please let me know if I've missed anything.
Word Count - 1098 (this one got away from me a bit, but I love it)!
@pittkinktober
You were sitting at home, bored. You had the day off, but both Robby and Jack were working. Robby his normal day shift, and Jack covering for another attending. Which left you home alone. You open up your group text and shoot off a quick miss you to your men, before sighing and heading to the bathroom to take a bath. Maybe that will get you out of your funk.
As you slide into the tub, bath bomb turning the water purple and blue, you were struck with inspiration. Grabbing your phone, you take a pic of your calves and feet in the water, mostly hidden by the color of the bath bomb. Then a picture of your face, hair tied up in a bun and your lips blowing a kiss. Finally you aim the camera down a bit, centering your tits in the photo. Water droplets clung to them, and you used your free hand to pinch your nipple for the photo. Satisfied you sent all three to your men with a bet you can’t wait to see these in person. You didn’t get a response from either of them, but you didn’t expect one.
Later that day you’re sitting on the couch, curled up with a good book. You threw on a pair of Robby’s boxers and one of Jack’s shirts, taking comfort in their clothing. You hear the door unlock, and look up. Both Jack and Robby come in, both with unreadable looks on their faces.
“Hello my loves,” you say with a smile, “anything interesting happen at work?” Jack and Robby both toss their backpacks down by the door and shuck their scrub tops off, leaving them in just their tees and cargo pants.
“Well let’s see, had a few traumas, Whittaker got something spilt on him again, and I feel like I’m forgetting something. Jack?”
“We did get an interesting series of pictures right in the middle of the day. Do you know how hard it was to get through the rest of the day?”
“I’m sure you two could have figured out a way to make it less hard…” You smirk at the men. Jack sighs.
“And you’ve been doing so well not being bratty, wasn’t she Robby?”
“Was is the key word there, brother. We’re going to have to remind her why sending slutty photos like that when we’re at work is not the best choice.” You gulp, realizing both men are actually a bit mad.
“Bedroom, now. Strip and be on your knees in front of the bed. You better not disobey me. Do you understand?” Robby asks.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” Jack adds.
“Yes, Sir. Sirs.” The men nod at you as you go to the bedroom. You carefully take your clothes off, laying them on the top of the dresser. Shimmying out of your underwear last, you toss it on top of the pile and kneel facing the bed. You wring your hands as you wait for Jack and Robby to join you. You can hear them talking in the other room, voices too low to make out any words. After what feels like an eternity you hear the men walk towards the bedroom. From your spot on the floor you can’t see the bedroom door, but you hear it click shut.
“At least she behaved with your instructions,” Jack tells Robby. Having the two of them stand behind you made you shiver in anticipation and excitement. You knew you messed up, crossed a line, and were nervous for what your punishment will be. Whatever it is, you know your men will not give you more than you can handle.
“Darling, you know you can’t be distracting us at work like that. I think you need to be reminded that being that much of a brat will not be tolerated. Am I clear?” Jack asks you.
“Yes Sir. I’m sorry. I didn’t think that it would be that distracting.”
“Stand up. Bend over the bed,” Robby orders you. You gulp but do what he says. Jack helps you adjust, and places a pillow under your stomach, making you have to balance on the balls of your feet.
“You’re going to count. 20 with my hand.” Robby stands behind you, his left hand on the small of your back while his right one rubs your ass. Jack sits on the edge of the bed, watching your face. Robby’s hand comes down sharply.
“One.” Jack raises an eyebrow.
“One, Sir,” you amend. Jack nods. The next 19 spanks are no easier to take, but you count them all out. Robby rubs your sore ass as a couple of tears come out of your eyes. Jack stands up, and you can hear him take his belt off. Robby takes his place on the edge of the bed, so he can watch your face.
“Sometimes you need an extra reminder, and this is one of those times. Color?” Jack asks, checking in with you.
“Green, Sir. Green. I can take it.”
“Good girl. You’re going to take five swats with my belt. Count them out.” He brings his belt down on your ass.
“One, Sir.” The second swat comes down, lower this time, hitting you where your ass meets your thighs.
“Two, Sir.” Third one, this time straight across your cheeks.
“Three, Sir.” Tears come out of your eyes, but you take a deep breath and prepare for the next smack. Jack brings the belt down twice, in quick succession, making an X across your cheeks.
“Fuck! Four, five. Sir.”
“Good girl.” Jack rubs your sore ass, as he tosses his belt down. He helps you stand up, and kisses the tears coming down your face. Robby gets up to join him, placing kissing on the other side of your face.
“You did so good for us,” Jack says as he plants a kiss on your forehead.
“Lay on your stomach, baby girl,” Robby says. You do as he says, and sigh as you feel his hand rub your sore cheeks. He grabs lotion, and begins to rub it on you. Jack joins him, helping him massage the lotion into you.
“I am really sorry. I didn’t really think how that would impact your work.”
“We know. And you did so good with taking your licks,” Jack told you, as he placed a kiss on your shoulder. Robby and Jack helped you back into your clothes, and then they got comfy. The three of you crawled into bed, and you were cuddling between them. You fell asleep like that, a tangle of limbs.
