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I wanted to do something a little less domestic and more evil and fun, with some new kink stuff through into the mix. Meet Felix and Jones, roommates in a small town, they grew up together but never really decided if they felt ‘that way’ about one another. Felix is a husky with a heart of gold and overly worried about everything. Jones is a hard headed office man, who likes to work himself out, and keep himself going, even at the worries of his friend.\n\nBut will that come back to get him in the end?\n\nCast;\nJones Hartley\nFelix Adora", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A random little thing I threw together, with two characters I made up on the fly. I wanted to do something a little less domestic and more evil and fun, with some new kink stuff through into the mix. Meet Felix and Jones, roommates in a small town, they grew up together but never really decided if they felt ‘that way’ about one another. Felix is a husky with a heart of gold and overly worried about everything. Jones is a hard headed office man, who likes to work himself out, and keep himself going, even at the worries of his friend.

But will that come back to get him in the end?

Cast;
Jones Hartley
Felix Adora", "writing": "The office had grown tired as the sound of typing, if only faintly, was all that one would hear if they wandered the building. Most people had gone home for the night as the clock ticked on, making its way to eight pm. A tiger was seen sitting at his desk, a rather tall guy with faded blue eyes who was rather well built, a bigger boy of the office that many knew for his strong looks and demeanor. He was dressed in a black suit, a customary outfit for the office. Adjusting his tie a little, the tiger nodded and hit a few keys before finishing, looking over his computer screen as he did so. “Alright, that should do it. Didn’t realize what time it was.” The tiger commented as he yawned and stood up, pulling his phone from his pocket and seeing a message from a friend, and his roommate, asking where he was. Before he could answer, his phone rang, and a picture of a husky filled the screen, a gray and black husky with blue eyes, who looked similar in looks to the tiger, the man not even given the chance to respond to the text as the name Felix was on screen. He rolled his eyes and answered.\n\n“Was getting worried, didn’t hear from you and it’s getting late. Everything good?” The husky asked, his voice a bit gruff as he spoke, but he didn’t seem angry. “Nah, I’m fine. I was just finishing some last minute work I wanted to cheat up. Before I knew it, it was almost eight. I was thinking about hitting the gym, did you wanna meet up there?” He asked as he shut everything down and glanced at a mirror, his back slightly turned to it so he could see his large, well rounded butt, which was seen quite nicely under his slacks as he nodded.\n\n“Working on getting that big butt taken care of, huh?” The husky joked a bit before he skin answered honestly. “But seriously, I don’t think I should tonight. We’ve both had busy weeks and maybe we should rest. And besides, I’d recommend coming home personally, didn’t you hear?” He started to sound serious as the tiger grabbed his bag from under his desk and started walking. Felix had always been concerned about the man taking breaks, since he was always working or working out, but the husky was stubborn and wanted to see if he’d relax. “I work in an office all day, and avoid office gossip when I can, I won’t say I'm the most familiar with the goings on outside. And I am working myself just fine. What’s got you all spooked?” He teased but there was a shred of curiosity behind it as he got to the elevator and started waiting.\n\n“Well, apparently, there’s been this weirdo running around our neighborhood. He’s calling himself the ‘neighborhood watcher.’ Rumor has it he’s been enforcing a set of rules people can’t figure out, but they had deduced that he only strikes past ten.” The husky explained, the tiger was ready to ask another question but didn’t get it out as his roommate spoke again. “The part that concerns people is the method he uses, and who his targets have been. So just don’t want you being picked out, Jones.” Felix explained it as the elevator dinged and Jones made his way on. “I’m sure I can handle a little punk, what’s he do? Give us a good talking to?” Jones began mocking a little as he thought it was a bit absurd, but his roommate didn’t laugh, which only confused him further. “What, are you really that worried about a little rumor?”\n\n“I wouldn’t call it a rumor, really. You laugh, but the last two people to report this situation were… quite able to prove it.” Felix seemed to stifle a chuckle at that last part. “But basically, this weird watchman seems fixated on spanking people, if he deems it a needed solution. Especially around that area.” The elevator bell dinged as the tiger heard that, almost perfect timing as that set him into a slight laughing fit, Felix rolling his eyes on the other side of the phone as he heard him do so. “Oh, now I’m really scared, some guy will try to slap me on the ass and regret it. Stop believing everything you hear Felix, you’re going paranoid.” He remarked as he caught his breath from that. Felix just chuckled as he heard that and sighed softly.\n\n“Maybe, but I guess we’ll see, that is if they ever bother to catch him. Just be careful, and don’t say I didn’t warn you. I’ll leave the light on. Just… consider it.” Felix said before hanging up, glancing at his phone for a moment and rolling his eyes as he set the phone in his pocket. “Yeah, he’s doomed. Maybe I should’ve warned him about the snapping sound he should be wary of… well, he doesn’t believe it anyways.” He softly Shrugged to himself and headed for his room\n\nJones pocketed his own phone and walked out of the building, waving off the night guard as he made his way down the path towards the parking lot. ‘Spanking people? Really? That’s just absurd.’ He couldn’t help thinking about it as he got to his car, but didn’t heed his friends' warning much as he opened the passenger side door and tossed his bag inside. He just shrugged it off and got inside the driver side, and immediately began to take off, relaxing in the seat of his car as he headed down the road to the nearby gym. “Ah too hell with that, I’d like to see someone actually try.” He gave a bit of a cocky smirk as he drove.\n\n-\n\nThe gym was quiet, as few people were actively present at this hour, and Jones much preferred it that way as he made his way inside the locker room. He noticed how empty it was, even for as few people as there were, he would’ve expected it to be busier, but he wasn’t about to complain as he went and started to open one of the lockers. Jones stretched a little as he slipped off the dress shirt he had been wearing and started to fold it carefully, setting it inside the locker, having left the suit coat in his car so it wouldn’t get ruined or have to be bundled up. Once it was neatly inside, he glanced around before he started to undo his pants and carefully slide them down, not really one to care if people saw, but still wanted to see his surroundings as he stripped down. The man got the pants down off his backside as it came into view. He was wearing a pair of red boxers, usually a loose fitting article of clothing, but it was held tightly around his backside, which without the pants seemed to be much bigger than originally examined, much to the curiosity and prying eyes of anyone who saw it.\n\nJones didn’t really care if people glanced at his backside, he was proud of the way he was, and it made him a tad cocky. Setting the pants inside, he blinked when he heard a creak around the corner, raising an eye as he started going to check it out. As he did, the door behind him would quietly open and a hooded figure made his way inside slowly, looking around as he did. A grey furred paw with hints of black slipped his hand carefully over to the light switch and flicked it off. “Hey, what the hell?!” Jones immediately called out, mostly annoyed over anything as he turned around, not seeing anyone as the hooded figure made his way into the room, staying against the wall so Jones wouldn’t see him. “You’d think a facility that gets paid as much as it does would have better controls.” Jones rolled his eyes as he made his way towards the door, wearing nothing but his boxers as his big backside jiggled around slightly with his steps, held nicely by the snug fit boxers. As he made his way, the figure approached the locker in silence.\n\nAs the lights flicked on, the man moved without a sound, almost like he wasn't there at all, hiding around a corner as Jones returned, and gave a disgruntled groan seeing his stuff had been nabbed. “Alright, real funny.” He rolled his eyes as he scanned the area, but was surprised at how empty and quiet it was. ‘Even if this WAS someone’s doing… they’re pretty damn good at not being detected.’ He thought silently to himself as he started approaching the other side of the room once again, where the initial creaking was heard. He glanced around and went quiet as he saw one of the stall doors moving slightly, catching his attention as he lowered himself a little and tried to sneak over, his big size wasn’t exactly going to make that easy either. ‘Gotcha…’ He thought as he got to the stall and quickly pushed the door open, but was surprised when nothing was seen other than a toilet.\n\nJones shook his head and thought about things a bit further, and crossed his arms. Maybe Felix’s warning was actually getting to him, but he’d be damned before he admitted that, especially for something so dumb. Making his way out of the stall, he returned to the lockers and was met with the surprising sight of his things, returned where they had once sat, which only served to make the man even more confused, but he just tried to shrug it off as he made his way back over. He didn’t have much time before he should head home so he just grabbed the bag and started rummaging through it, trying to grab his clothes before his paw ran across the bristles of something he wasn’t expecting. Nearly dropping the bag, he gripped whatever was inside and pulled it out, his heart dropping for half a second as he held a sturdy wooden brush in his paw, and to make it even worse, his name was carved into the handle of it. His face scrunched a little in annoyance as he just tossed it aside, not even noticing it didn’t make a sound when it hit the ground, too focused on getting on with things.\n\nThe individual smirked as he had actually caught the brush and was quietly observing Jones, before he snapped a belt against his paw, Jones tensing up as he quickly turned around, that wasn’t a sound he was familiar with, but he only knew so many things it would mean. When he turned, nothing was there as he just shuddered a bit and shook it off before pulling out a shirt from his bag. The other man just smirked as he watched Jones face the locker again, slowly making his way over, before snapping the belt once again, but this time, Jones also felt the paw of someone else smack against his backside. As if on instinct he yelped, the sound causing him to think it was meant to be worse than it actually was, as he quickly turned around and saw the man's tail just barely as he ran around the corner towards the stalls again. “That does it!” He blushed a bit as he tried to ignore the feeling against his butt as he charged after him, but as he turned the corner, the man had vanished again, but it was jarring to Jones as there was only the one other exit. He just scoffed before he turned to go back to his business, before his eyes widened when he felt something.\n\nThe hidden individual smirked and quickly grabbed the waistband of the boxers and swiftly yanked them up, the man’s voice coming through finally, slightly distorted as he chuckled, hearing Jones yell in anger. “Howdy, Jones. Surprised you came today, I was starting to wonder if my little activity got to you yet.” He taunted a bit as he tugged the boxers, making Jones stumble forward as he growled, his face going red as the fabric went between his cheeks, showing some of his big butt to the man. “Unhand me! You’re dead punk!” He Didn't listen to what the man said as he was forced to start walking, wincing as his toes touched the ground barely as he was escorted.\n\n“Hmm, such a demanding guy, guess I was right to decide you needed a spanking next.” He chuckled with that same distorted voice as his grey and black paw clutched the man’s boxers firmly so he couldn’t escape. “I’d be careful if I were you, I might just come back again another day to go again.” He chuckled as he watched the man’s expression shift and change with the slight bounces, the boxers not hiding the fact his cheeks jiggled some when he was moved. Another growl escaped his lips before gasping and shooting his eyes open wide as a firm slap connected with his cheeks, pressing them in some and causing them to wobble around and ripple. “Stop that!” He shouted as he was marched along to a bench in such an unflattering circumstance.\n\n“So noisy too, you’d think for someone like you in a nice, quiet office you’d know to be silent.” He slapped Jones’s big butt again as he yelped, the man smirking under his cloak. “Scream all you want, no one’s gonna save you, I altered the night guards schedule so I have you to myself.” He teased as he ran a finger along the exposed parts of the wedgied cheeks, Jones shuddering and gasping hearing that. The man chuckled as he propped a leg up on the bench, before he swiftly yanked the boxers higher, making Jones yelp as he was forced up and across his knee, the tiger starting to struggle from this new position. “Like hell! Let me go so I can bash your face in!” Jones yelled out as he was too flustered and angry to consider someone might actually come and see this. The man ignored his plight as he raised his paw and brought it down firmly across the center of the man’s big backside, causing him to lurch forward and grunt as he put a paw forward to try and push off his lap.\n\n“Nice try, but you ain’t going anywhere~.” The distorted voice spoke again as he continued to slap away steadily at the man’s backside, keeping a firm grip on the boxers so he wouldn’t be able to escape, much to Jones’s frustration as he knew even if he managed to get up, the man had him held tightly. The sound of the smacks continued to echo around the room as the tiger bucked and squirmed, each slap making his big cheeks jiggle and wobble around without much effort, even with the snug boxers around them, and the way the man was acting, he was loving every second of beating the tigers broad backside. “I-ACK-I swear to g-OW-d you’re dead when AIE!!” He was cut off as the man tugged the boxers a bit harder, raising his butt higher as the smacks landed against his sit spots and undercurves, the man smirking down at him when he saw the feeble attempts at a threat.\n\n“Now now, I wouldn’t be making promises you can’t keep, Jones.” The man teased as he swung his paw in a more upward fashion, making Jones lean further over his lap with a yelp as his big cheeks wobbled rapidly from that, the man continuing to do such for the time being. “Maybe now you’ll learn to be careful, I suppose.” He was having quite the moment as he watched Jones’s big bouncy bottom jiggling around as he squirmed, the man loving this more than one might normally, but that wasn’t going to stop him as he paused for a moment and reached into his back pocket. “Now, if you ask nicely, I might reconsider turning your big butt a new shade of crimson~.” He teased him as he ran the brush across his cheeks, letting the exposed parts feel the cool wood as Jones tensed up and winced at the feeling.\n\nIf Jones had known better, he might’ve been spared what was to come, but the tiger was too stubborn to relent, still determined to get free as he sneered at him. “Bite me, you jacka-AAAAH!” Once again, cut off by the resounding smack that came from the brush as he yelped, pushing himself forward as the boxers went up his cheeks a bit more and exposed more of his backside, his butt jiggling nicely against the brush as it immediately raised and smacked down across the same spot once again, making the tiger howl softly feeling the sting quickly build up across the center of his round butt, the white center of his cheeks already starting to blend with the outer orange as his jiggling backside started turning a dark pink. The sound never ceased as Jones winced and howled as the brush made quick work of him, the man chuckling once again as he started to alternate cheeks. “Sure are a naughty one at that, but don’t you worry, I know exactly how to rein in such naughty boys.” He started to lay it on with the teasing as Jones gulped, and shrunk down a bit for a second feeling embarrassed as he groaned.\n\nAfter a few more smacks, it stopped for a moment, and Jones had hoped that this was the end, but as he tried to move again, his breathing was cut short as he felt the boxers start to slide down. “You didn’t think I was finished, did you? I told you, I’m gonna rein in your naughty behavior and I meant it.” The man’s distorted voice cackled a bit as he pulled the boxers from his cheeks and pulled them down his legs, Jones’s eyes widening as he was left practically naked across the mysterious man’s knee, his large orange and once-white butt jiggled out of the boxers, the snugness definitely hiding a bigger target as he squirmed around. Jones howled out as the brush came down almost immediately, the man starting to kick his legs in some desperate attempt to get free, but the bundled up fabric around his ankles was keeping him from doing so as his bare butt wobbled and bounced around in tempo with the brush. The man smirked wider seeing this as he started to smack the brush steadily across each cheek, watching one flatten down and wobble back out before he did the same with the next, and repeating the process again. “Q-quit it!” Jones managed to get out as he yelped, gasping as a firmer smack struck higher on his cheeks and made them ripple some.\n\nThe man just shook his head and rolled his eyes seeing how stubborn Jones was, but he wasn’t going to let this end any time soon, doing some maneuvering as he kept the brush coming across his jiggly rump, moving him so he was under his arm more as he did. The man yelped and wiggled as he was in an even more vulnerable position, the brush moving up one jiggly cheek, before coming down the other in a rotating pattern. Jones started to thrash around a little as his yelps became howls, and some of those howls almost sounded like sobbing as he felt the burn across his broad backside, the color slowly shifting to a darker red. Before long though, he’d realize that the movements weren’t just to get him under the arm, but now that the spanker was situated, Jones felt his face heat up as he was draped right across the man’s lap proper, a firm hold around his waist as the man continued to paddle him. Undignified, he yelped and squirmed as little as he could, not getting far with the man’s arm around him.\n\nFrom this new position, Jones realized his butt was now propped even higher, and the man was taking full advantage of this as he started to paddle the lower areas of his cheeks, watching them wobble and bounce as they had been left alone up until now, and unfortunately for Jones, they were much more tender and sensitive, so he was left howling and crying out as he felt tears building up in his eyes. “Now, wanna enlighten me to why you’re being spanked, my naughty tiger cub~.” Jones felt his face get hotter at the scolding as he felt the continued smacks against it, a growl escaping once again as he tried to act tough, but the tears were doing him little justice as he yelped out in between growls. “Hmm, I didn’t quite catch that, my naughty cub!” He paddled his big butt a bit harder when he heard the attempts at a growl, the smacks making his cheeks wobble faster as a result.\n\n“L-let me g-OW!-go! You bi-!” He let out a loud cry as the brush smacked right near his tail, the man’s tears starting to roll as the man got to work paddling him there, moving the brush around to cover every part he could. “What was that?” The distorted voice seemed serious at that one, Jones realizing he might have made a grievous mistake as the paddling continued. “Name calling, carelessness, disobedience, you’ve got quite the record for yourself~.” He teased the tiger as the tiger started to silently sob. After a few more smacks, the brush seemed to stop coming down, but this time jones wasn’t sure if he could trust that as he whimpered and silently sobbed, the burning on his backside having grown to a new level at this point. Unfortunately, Jones heard a familiar snap as the man grabbed the belt, and now he knew what it was he heard.\n\nThe belt came down swiftly as he howled out, the tiger openly crying now as he shot his head up and yelped. The belt moved and came down again, lower on his cheeks as two even lines showed across it, the man’s butt wobbling and rippling as he did so. At this point, Jones had gone limp and started sobbing harder as the belt smacked down, only jolting whenever it connected before he went back to his obedient, limp position. The belting didn’t last long though as a few more lashes connected and it was set aside. Jones cried out and lightly kicked, wiggling to try and ease the sting as he felt the man’s knee raise higher. “N-n-no more!” He cried out as the man chuckled, but he didn’t listen as he raised his paw and slammed it down sharply across one cheek, immediately following it with another smack to the opposite cheek, taking no time to fall into rhythm as the locker room filled with a symphony of rapid smacks and the wailing of a well punished brat. “I don’t think you’ve earned a right for me to end this, yet.” He toyed with him further, every word followed by a smack to his jiggly cheeks.\n\nBy now his cheeks had taken a nice scarlet color, the tiger too embarrassed, humbled and sore to fight anymore as he bawled his eyes out, wiggling his big butt to try and cool it off even if it was only met with another smack. Before long, however, he noticed the smacks had stopped as the man just rested his paw across his butt and smirked a bit. Now all anyone might hear was the sobbing and crying of Jones as the mysterious man rubbed his tender burning rump, the man smirking beneath his cloak as he felt the warm, squishy surface in his paws. After a bit of rubbing, Jones found himself draped over the bench with his big butt nice and high in the air, the belt lying across it as a bit of a ‘reminder.’ “Let that be a little memory of tonight. I’ll be seeing you again, count on it.” The man chuckled as Jones just sobbed, not having it in him to protest as the man adjusted himself and walked out of the locker room with a vicious and sinister chuckle.\n\nJones stared at the floor as his tears pooled below him, trying his best to calm down before he finally managed to sheepishly and gingerly stand, reaching back to rub his backside and seething at the feeling, even just touching it burned and it was like a faint fire. Grabbing his boxers, and tossing the belt aside, he made his way to his locker. [i]‘On second thought, I think he was right… I’ll just go home.’[/i] He finally took Felix’s advice to heart as he sheepishly redressed, making his way out as he did so.\n\nAs he left, the cloaked figure smiled and lowered his hood as he watched the door leave, revealing Felix as the gym night guard walked over and chuckled. “Doncha think that was a wee bit harsh, husky?” The man, a Doberman, asked, but didn’t seem to be annoyed, he found it rather amusing. “Oh, he’s fine. I know I’ve dished out worse when we were in college~.” Felix explained before smiling. “Besides, I think it’s best he doesn’t just work and come here, he should relax more often. Maybe a little scare can fix that.”\n\n“You’re an odd one, lad… but I think he’ll appreciate the idea even if he never knows it was you. Think you’ll ever tell him?” He chuckled a bit as he glanced at Felix, the husky chuckling a bit as well. “Maybe one day. I only made it up to toy with him anyway. Maybe once he’s spent a few days relaxing I’ll drop the news.” Felix joked and waved the guard off as he walked out as well, making his way home so he could be with the tiger. But inside the back of his mind he couldn’t help but feel a bit empowered by that, and even enjoyed that, chuckling with a blush at the thought of Jones’s oversized butt. ‘[i]Maybe I’ll keep it up just a little longer.’[/i]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The office had grown tired as the sound of typing, if only faintly, was all that one would hear if they wandered the building. Most people had gone home for the night as the clock ticked on, making its way to eight pm. A tiger was seen sitting at his desk, a rather tall guy with faded blue eyes who was rather well built, a bigger boy of the office that many knew for his strong looks and demeanor. He was dressed in a black suit, a customary outfit for the office. Adjusting his tie a little, the tiger nodded and hit a few keys before finishing, looking over his computer screen as he did so. “Alright, that should do it. Didn’t realize what time it was.” The tiger commented as he yawned and stood up, pulling his phone from his pocket and seeing a message from a friend, and his roommate, asking where he was. Before he could answer, his phone rang, and a picture of a husky filled the screen, a gray and black husky with blue eyes, who looked similar in looks to the tiger, the man not even given the chance to respond to the text as the name Felix was on screen. He rolled his eyes and answered.

“Was getting worried, didn’t hear from you and it’s getting late. Everything good?” The husky asked, his voice a bit gruff as he spoke, but he didn’t seem angry. “Nah, I’m fine. I was just finishing some last minute work I wanted to cheat up. Before I knew it, it was almost eight. I was thinking about hitting the gym, did you wanna meet up there?” He asked as he shut everything down and glanced at a mirror, his back slightly turned to it so he could see his large, well rounded butt, which was seen quite nicely under his slacks as he nodded.

“Working on getting that big butt taken care of, huh?” The husky joked a bit before he skin answered honestly. “But seriously, I don’t think I should tonight. We’ve both had busy weeks and maybe we should rest. And besides, I’d recommend coming home personally, didn’t you hear?” He started to sound serious as the tiger grabbed his bag from under his desk and started walking. Felix had always been concerned about the man taking breaks, since he was always working or working out, but the husky was stubborn and wanted to see if he’d relax. “I work in an office all day, and avoid office gossip when I can, I won’t say I'm the most familiar with the goings on outside. And I am working myself just fine. What’s got you all spooked?” He teased but there was a shred of curiosity behind it as he got to the elevator and started waiting.

“Well, apparently, there’s been this weirdo running around our neighborhood. He’s calling himself the ‘neighborhood watcher.’ Rumor has it he’s been enforcing a set of rules people can’t figure out, but they had deduced that he only strikes past ten.” The husky explained, the tiger was ready to ask another question but didn’t get it out as his roommate spoke again. “The part that concerns people is the method he uses, and who his targets have been. So just don’t want you being picked out, Jones.” Felix explained it as the elevator dinged and Jones made his way on. “I’m sure I can handle a little punk, what’s he do? Give us a good talking to?” Jones began mocking a little as he thought it was a bit absurd, but his roommate didn’t laugh, which only confused him further. “What, are you really that worried about a little rumor?”

“I wouldn’t call it a rumor, really. You laugh, but the last two people to report this situation were… quite able to prove it.” Felix seemed to stifle a chuckle at that last part. “But basically, this weird watchman seems fixated on spanking people, if he deems it a needed solution. Especially around that area.” The elevator bell dinged as the tiger heard that, almost perfect timing as that set him into a slight laughing fit, Felix rolling his eyes on the other side of the phone as he heard him do so. “Oh, now I’m really scared, some guy will try to slap me on the ass and regret it. Stop believing everything you hear Felix, you’re going paranoid.” He remarked as he caught his breath from that. Felix just chuckled as he heard that and sighed softly.

“Maybe, but I guess we’ll see, that is if they ever bother to catch him. Just be careful, and don’t say I didn’t warn you. I’ll leave the light on. Just… consider it.” Felix said before hanging up, glancing at his phone for a moment and rolling his eyes as he set the phone in his pocket. “Yeah, he’s doomed. Maybe I should’ve warned him about the snapping sound he should be wary of… well, he doesn’t believe it anyways.” He softly Shrugged to himself and headed for his room

Jones pocketed his own phone and walked out of the building, waving off the night guard as he made his way down the path towards the parking lot. ‘Spanking people? Really? That’s just absurd.’ He couldn’t help thinking about it as he got to his car, but didn’t heed his friends' warning much as he opened the passenger side door and tossed his bag inside. He just shrugged it off and got inside the driver side, and immediately began to take off, relaxing in the seat of his car as he headed down the road to the nearby gym. “Ah too hell with that, I’d like to see someone actually try.” He gave a bit of a cocky smirk as he drove.

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The gym was quiet, as few people were actively present at this hour, and Jones much preferred it that way as he made his way inside the locker room. He noticed how empty it was, even for as few people as there were, he would’ve expected it to be busier, but he wasn’t about to complain as he went and started to open one of the lockers. Jones stretched a little as he slipped off the dress shirt he had been wearing and started to fold it carefully, setting it inside the locker, having left the suit coat in his car so it wouldn’t get ruined or have to be bundled up. Once it was neatly inside, he glanced around before he started to undo his pants and carefully slide them down, not really one to care if people saw, but still wanted to see his surroundings as he stripped down. The man got the pants down off his backside as it came into view. He was wearing a pair of red boxers, usually a loose fitting article of clothing, but it was held tightly around his backside, which without the pants seemed to be much bigger than originally examined, much to the curiosity and prying eyes of anyone who saw it.

Jones didn’t really care if people glanced at his backside, he was proud of the way he was, and it made him a tad cocky. Setting the pants inside, he blinked when he heard a creak around the corner, raising an eye as he started going to check it out. As he did, the door behind him would quietly open and a hooded figure made his way inside slowly, looking around as he did. A grey furred paw with hints of black slipped his hand carefully over to the light switch and flicked it off. “Hey, what the hell?!” Jones immediately called out, mostly annoyed over anything as he turned around, not seeing anyone as the hooded figure made his way into the room, staying against the wall so Jones wouldn’t see him. “You’d think a facility that gets paid as much as it does would have better controls.” Jones rolled his eyes as he made his way towards the door, wearing nothing but his boxers as his big backside jiggled around slightly with his steps, held nicely by the snug fit boxers. As he made his way, the figure approached the locker in silence.

As the lights flicked on, the man moved without a sound, almost like he wasn't there at all, hiding around a corner as Jones returned, and gave a disgruntled groan seeing his stuff had been nabbed. “Alright, real funny.” He rolled his eyes as he scanned the area, but was surprised at how empty and quiet it was. ‘Even if this WAS someone’s doing… they’re pretty damn good at not being detected.’ He thought silently to himself as he started approaching the other side of the room once again, where the initial creaking was heard. He glanced around and went quiet as he saw one of the stall doors moving slightly, catching his attention as he lowered himself a little and tried to sneak over, his big size wasn’t exactly going to make that easy either. ‘Gotcha…’ He thought as he got to the stall and quickly pushed the door open, but was surprised when nothing was seen other than a toilet.

Jones shook his head and thought about things a bit further, and crossed his arms. Maybe Felix’s warning was actually getting to him, but he’d be damned before he admitted that, especially for something so dumb. Making his way out of the stall, he returned to the lockers and was met with the surprising sight of his things, returned where they had once sat, which only served to make the man even more confused, but he just tried to shrug it off as he made his way back over. He didn’t have much time before he should head home so he just grabbed the bag and started rummaging through it, trying to grab his clothes before his paw ran across the bristles of something he wasn’t expecting. Nearly dropping the bag, he gripped whatever was inside and pulled it out, his heart dropping for half a second as he held a sturdy wooden brush in his paw, and to make it even worse, his name was carved into the handle of it. His face scrunched a little in annoyance as he just tossed it aside, not even noticing it didn’t make a sound when it hit the ground, too focused on getting on with things.

The individual smirked as he had actually caught the brush and was quietly observing Jones, before he snapped a belt against his paw, Jones tensing up as he quickly turned around, that wasn’t a sound he was familiar with, but he only knew so many things it would mean. When he turned, nothing was there as he just shuddered a bit and shook it off before pulling out a shirt from his bag. The other man just smirked as he watched Jones face the locker again, slowly making his way over, before snapping the belt once again, but this time, Jones also felt the paw of someone else smack against his backside. As if on instinct he yelped, the sound causing him to think it was meant to be worse than it actually was, as he quickly turned around and saw the man's tail just barely as he ran around the corner towards the stalls again. “That does it!” He blushed a bit as he tried to ignore the feeling against his butt as he charged after him, but as he turned the corner, the man had vanished again, but it was jarring to Jones as there was only the one other exit. He just scoffed before he turned to go back to his business, before his eyes widened when he felt something.

The hidden individual smirked and quickly grabbed the waistband of the boxers and swiftly yanked them up, the man’s voice coming through finally, slightly distorted as he chuckled, hearing Jones yell in anger. “Howdy, Jones. Surprised you came today, I was starting to wonder if my little activity got to you yet.” He taunted a bit as he tugged the boxers, making Jones stumble forward as he growled, his face going red as the fabric went between his cheeks, showing some of his big butt to the man. “Unhand me! You’re dead punk!” He Didn't listen to what the man said as he was forced to start walking, wincing as his toes touched the ground barely as he was escorted.

“Hmm, such a demanding guy, guess I was right to decide you needed a spanking next.” He chuckled with that same distorted voice as his grey and black paw clutched the man’s boxers firmly so he couldn’t escape. “I’d be careful if I were you, I might just come back again another day to go again.” He chuckled as he watched the man’s expression shift and change with the slight bounces, the boxers not hiding the fact his cheeks jiggled some when he was moved. Another growl escaped his lips before gasping and shooting his eyes open wide as a firm slap connected with his cheeks, pressing them in some and causing them to wobble around and ripple. “Stop that!” He shouted as he was marched along to a bench in such an unflattering circumstance.

“So noisy too, you’d think for someone like you in a nice, quiet office you’d know to be silent.” He slapped Jones’s big butt again as he yelped, the man smirking under his cloak. “Scream all you want, no one’s gonna save you, I altered the night guards schedule so I have you to myself.” He teased as he ran a finger along the exposed parts of the wedgied cheeks, Jones shuddering and gasping hearing that. The man chuckled as he propped a leg up on the bench, before he swiftly yanked the boxers higher, making Jones yelp as he was forced up and across his knee, the tiger starting to struggle from this new position. “Like hell! Let me go so I can bash your face in!” Jones yelled out as he was too flustered and angry to consider someone might actually come and see this. The man ignored his plight as he raised his paw and brought it down firmly across the center of the man’s big backside, causing him to lurch forward and grunt as he put a paw forward to try and push off his lap.

“Nice try, but you ain’t going anywhere~.” The distorted voice spoke again as he continued to slap away steadily at the man’s backside, keeping a firm grip on the boxers so he wouldn’t be able to escape, much to Jones’s frustration as he knew even if he managed to get up, the man had him held tightly. The sound of the smacks continued to echo around the room as the tiger bucked and squirmed, each slap making his big cheeks jiggle and wobble around without much effort, even with the snug boxers around them, and the way the man was acting, he was loving every second of beating the tigers broad backside. “I-ACK-I swear to g-OW-d you’re dead when AIE!!” He was cut off as the man tugged the boxers a bit harder, raising his butt higher as the smacks landed against his sit spots and undercurves, the man smirking down at him when he saw the feeble attempts at a threat.

“Now now, I wouldn’t be making promises you can’t keep, Jones.” The man teased as he swung his paw in a more upward fashion, making Jones lean further over his lap with a yelp as his big cheeks wobbled rapidly from that, the man continuing to do such for the time being. “Maybe now you’ll learn to be careful, I suppose.” He was having quite the moment as he watched Jones’s big bouncy bottom jiggling around as he squirmed, the man loving this more than one might normally, but that wasn’t going to stop him as he paused for a moment and reached into his back pocket. “Now, if you ask nicely, I might reconsider turning your big butt a new shade of crimson~.” He teased him as he ran the brush across his cheeks, letting the exposed parts feel the cool wood as Jones tensed up and winced at the feeling.

If Jones had known better, he might’ve been spared what was to come, but the tiger was too stubborn to relent, still determined to get free as he sneered at him. “Bite me, you jacka-AAAAH!” Once again, cut off by the resounding smack that came from the brush as he yelped, pushing himself forward as the boxers went up his cheeks a bit more and exposed more of his backside, his butt jiggling nicely against the brush as it immediately raised and smacked down across the same spot once again, making the tiger howl softly feeling the sting quickly build up across the center of his round butt, the white center of his cheeks already starting to blend with the outer orange as his jiggling backside started turning a dark pink. The sound never ceased as Jones winced and howled as the brush made quick work of him, the man chuckling once again as he started to alternate cheeks. “Sure are a naughty one at that, but don’t you worry, I know exactly how to rein in such naughty boys.” He started to lay it on with the teasing as Jones gulped, and shrunk down a bit for a second feeling embarrassed as he groaned.

After a few more smacks, it stopped for a moment, and Jones had hoped that this was the end, but as he tried to move again, his breathing was cut short as he felt the boxers start to slide down. “You didn’t think I was finished, did you? I told you, I’m gonna rein in your naughty behavior and I meant it.” The man’s distorted voice cackled a bit as he pulled the boxers from his cheeks and pulled them down his legs, Jones’s eyes widening as he was left practically naked across the mysterious man’s knee, his large orange and once-white butt jiggled out of the boxers, the snugness definitely hiding a bigger target as he squirmed around. Jones howled out as the brush came down almost immediately, the man starting to kick his legs in some desperate attempt to get free, but the bundled up fabric around his ankles was keeping him from doing so as his bare butt wobbled and bounced around in tempo with the brush. The man smirked wider seeing this as he started to smack the brush steadily across each cheek, watching one flatten down and wobble back out before he did the same with the next, and repeating the process again. “Q-quit it!” Jones managed to get out as he yelped, gasping as a firmer smack struck higher on his cheeks and made them ripple some.

The man just shook his head and rolled his eyes seeing how stubborn Jones was, but he wasn’t going to let this end any time soon, doing some maneuvering as he kept the brush coming across his jiggly rump, moving him so he was under his arm more as he did. The man yelped and wiggled as he was in an even more vulnerable position, the brush moving up one jiggly cheek, before coming down the other in a rotating pattern. Jones started to thrash around a little as his yelps became howls, and some of those howls almost sounded like sobbing as he felt the burn across his broad backside, the color slowly shifting to a darker red. Before long though, he’d realize that the movements weren’t just to get him under the arm, but now that the spanker was situated, Jones felt his face heat up as he was draped right across the man’s lap proper, a firm hold around his waist as the man continued to paddle him. Undignified, he yelped and squirmed as little as he could, not getting far with the man’s arm around him.

From this new position, Jones realized his butt was now propped even higher, and the man was taking full advantage of this as he started to paddle the lower areas of his cheeks, watching them wobble and bounce as they had been left alone up until now, and unfortunately for Jones, they were much more tender and sensitive, so he was left howling and crying out as he felt tears building up in his eyes. “Now, wanna enlighten me to why you’re being spanked, my naughty tiger cub~.” Jones felt his face get hotter at the scolding as he felt the continued smacks against it, a growl escaping once again as he tried to act tough, but the tears were doing him little justice as he yelped out in between growls. “Hmm, I didn’t quite catch that, my naughty cub!” He paddled his big butt a bit harder when he heard the attempts at a growl, the smacks making his cheeks wobble faster as a result.

“L-let me g-OW!-go! You bi-!” He let out a loud cry as the brush smacked right near his tail, the man’s tears starting to roll as the man got to work paddling him there, moving the brush around to cover every part he could. “What was that?” The distorted voice seemed serious at that one, Jones realizing he might have made a grievous mistake as the paddling continued. “Name calling, carelessness, disobedience, you’ve got quite the record for yourself~.” He teased the tiger as the tiger started to silently sob. After a few more smacks, the brush seemed to stop coming down, but this time jones wasn’t sure if he could trust that as he whimpered and silently sobbed, the burning on his backside having grown to a new level at this point. Unfortunately, Jones heard a familiar snap as the man grabbed the belt, and now he knew what it was he heard.

The belt came down swiftly as he howled out, the tiger openly crying now as he shot his head up and yelped. The belt moved and came down again, lower on his cheeks as two even lines showed across it, the man’s butt wobbling and rippling as he did so. At this point, Jones had gone limp and started sobbing harder as the belt smacked down, only jolting whenever it connected before he went back to his obedient, limp position. The belting didn’t last long though as a few more lashes connected and it was set aside. Jones cried out and lightly kicked, wiggling to try and ease the sting as he felt the man’s knee raise higher. “N-n-no more!” He cried out as the man chuckled, but he didn’t listen as he raised his paw and slammed it down sharply across one cheek, immediately following it with another smack to the opposite cheek, taking no time to fall into rhythm as the locker room filled with a symphony of rapid smacks and the wailing of a well punished brat. “I don’t think you’ve earned a right for me to end this, yet.” He toyed with him further, every word followed by a smack to his jiggly cheeks.

By now his cheeks had taken a nice scarlet color, the tiger too embarrassed, humbled and sore to fight anymore as he bawled his eyes out, wiggling his big butt to try and cool it off even if it was only met with another smack. Before long, however, he noticed the smacks had stopped as the man just rested his paw across his butt and smirked a bit. Now all anyone might hear was the sobbing and crying of Jones as the mysterious man rubbed his tender burning rump, the man smirking beneath his cloak as he felt the warm, squishy surface in his paws. After a bit of rubbing, Jones found himself draped over the bench with his big butt nice and high in the air, the belt lying across it as a bit of a ‘reminder.’ “Let that be a little memory of tonight. I’ll be seeing you again, count on it.” The man chuckled as Jones just sobbed, not having it in him to protest as the man adjusted himself and walked out of the locker room with a vicious and sinister chuckle.

Jones stared at the floor as his tears pooled below him, trying his best to calm down before he finally managed to sheepishly and gingerly stand, reaching back to rub his backside and seething at the feeling, even just touching it burned and it was like a faint fire. Grabbing his boxers, and tossing the belt aside, he made his way to his locker. ‘On second thought, I think he was right… I’ll just go home.’ He finally took Felix’s advice to heart as he sheepishly redressed, making his way out as he did so.

As he left, the cloaked figure smiled and lowered his hood as he watched the door leave, revealing Felix as the gym night guard walked over and chuckled. “Doncha think that was a wee bit harsh, husky?” The man, a Doberman, asked, but didn’t seem to be annoyed, he found it rather amusing. “Oh, he’s fine. I know I’ve dished out worse when we were in college~.” Felix explained before smiling. “Besides, I think it’s best he doesn’t just work and come here, he should relax more often. Maybe a little scare can fix that.”

“You’re an odd one, lad… but I think he’ll appreciate the idea even if he never knows it was you. Think you’ll ever tell him?” He chuckled a bit as he glanced at Felix, the husky chuckling a bit as well. “Maybe one day. I only made it up to toy with him anyway. Maybe once he’s spent a few days relaxing I’ll drop the news.” Felix joked and waved the guard off as he walked out as well, making his way home so he could be with the tiger. But inside the back of his mind he couldn’t help but feel a bit empowered by that, and even enjoyed that, chuckling with a blush at the thought of Jones’s oversized butt. ‘Maybe I’ll keep it up just a little longer.’", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A mysterious spanker", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "1", "rating_name": "Mature", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "182" }