A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
So, I’ve been whinging about this to a couple people (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…
pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…Smack Your Bitch Up – A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
Comment-fic, speculation, random perving and photo essays about the most spankable ass in Bandom all welcome. Anon-commenting is enabled and IP tracking off, in case someone wants to letch anonymously. All pairings and all ratings, just please provide both in the subject line. Also, feel free to pimp widely.
Get to it. Over my knee, bitch. Now.
MCR - Frank/Gerard -R
Frank had known this was a bad idea, was certain of it long before his legs began to ache from hours spent kneeling on the concrete floor. Even under the harsh studio lights, the skin of his naked back was cold, frozen except the burning welts where Gerard had gotten too enthusiastic with riding crop, biting the leather into thin skin covering his spine. Frank shivered, clenching his teeth. The next blow fell lower, stinging the tender flesh just above the waist of his pants. It was too much. Dragging the black rubber bit from his mouth, he glared at Gerard.
“Okay, I understand your need for the whole costume thing, but this? Who does equestrian kink, really?”
Gerard sneered, pressing the side of his patent leather boot into Frank’s exposed ribs. “Well, clearly, it’s a metaphor. About dehumanization, and utilitarianism, and those sorts of things. We’re just draft animals, deep down, desirable only as long as we give the masses what they want. What they need.” Pressing the riding crop under his chin, Gerard forced Frank to meet his gaze. “Plus,” he whispered, “the fans will love it. So put the bit back in your mouth and just look good for the camera.”
A quick jerk of the reins brought his eyes in line with the photographer’s lens. He felt Gerard shift above him, drawing the crop back for yet another blow. Dropping his voice still lower, Gerard bent foward, pressing his lips to Frank's ear.
“And, if you behave, we’ll even bring the whip back to our room.” Frank barely heard the click of the shutter over his own gasp.
Re: MCR - Frank/Gerard -R
This was both funny and hot. The mental image alone is going to make me squirm for hours... Now, where are those photographs?
trufax: when I started reading, The Ramones' Cretin Family kicked in on iTunes o_O
Re: MCR - Frank/Gerard -R
And, yes, I wrote equstrian kink - which I'm sure is not quite what you meant when you specified spanking fic. You should see my browser history from last night (research, of course, don't let them tell you differently!) And I used to be such a nice girl :).
Glad you enjoyed., as always.
Have I mentioned that you are a horrible influence on me?