Author's note. This plot bunny bit me and I just had to write it. If you don't like this sort of thing, please don't read.

Warning for corporal punishment and a very, very slight hint of slash (in a rhetorical sense).

Enjoy and please review.

"Let me go," Spike whined, kicking his arms and legs as he dangled from Starscream's fingers which were hooked into his trousers.

"Silence worm," Starscream hissed, glaring down at the boy, it was thanks to him that he'd gotten several nasty burns from those Autoboobs trying to bring him down. As usual, those pathetic Bots had taken their little mascot along, he'd gotten separated and it had been an easy matter of swooping down and catching him.

But those burns had been painful!

"You know a lot about worms, Screamer?" Spike sneered, still struggling. "You do plenty of crawling after all."

Starscream gritted his teeth and had to resist the urge to squash the annoying little bug. But unfortunately, this boy would be useful in luring the Autobots into a trap so for now, he had to be whole and undamaged. How sad.

Ah well, at least his only duty concerning the boy was to deliver him, not have to guard him. For which he was profoundly grateful, not only was this boy a squishy but also one of the mouthiest beings he had ever encountered. Primus, he was worse than the youngest Autobrats and they had armour.

At least this Autobot mascot would probably turn Megatron's ire away from him for once. That would certainly be amusing to watch although it wasn't wise to linger too long in Megatron's presence because he would eventually turn his attention on his SIC. And that generally wasn't a good thing.

"Here he is, mighty Megatron," he said with a slight mocking tone to his voice.

"Bring the boy over here," Megatron rasped, he'd been reading a data pad, probably a report from Soundwave which undoubtedly dripped with suck-uppery.

"As you command," Starscream said in a rather oily tone, holding the human away from his body as though he fear contamination.

The boy had finally stopped squirming and was instead glaring at Megatron who hadn't bothered to look up yet. Starscream walked right up to him and stood there rather pointedly, still holding the boy away from him.

Finally, Megatron looked up.

"So, you actually accomplished something I asked you to do?" he said with a trace of sarcasm.

"What a shocker," the boy mumbled as he continued dangling from Starscream's hand.

Starscream growled but before he could do anything, Megatron snapped.

"Give the boy to me Starscream and get about your duties."

"With pleasure," Starscream growled and dropped Spike onto the arm of Megatron's throne.

Megatron gave his Second a smirk and with a slight flick of his wrist, dismissed him. Starscream sneered before offering a very small bow and left the room. But not before...

"See ya later, Screamer."

Starscream gritted his teeth but resisted the urge to turn around, he'd get his revenge once the boy was of no use. Oh, how he would enjoy that, maybe he could even taunt the Autobots a little. But for now, he was putting that brat from his mind and concentrating on his task at hand.

"Why'd you have that goon bring me here?" Spike demanded as Megatron was still examining his data pad.

Megatron's optics narrowed as he turned to regard Spike.

"Why do you think human, you will be the perfect bait for your foolish Autobot masters," he said with a sneer as Spike said in exasperation.

"Yeah, like you haven't tried that before, funnily enough it hasn't worked. Do you walk repeatedly into doors before realising they need to be pulled?"

"Watch that tone human," Megatron warned, he was in no mood for back talk. Especially as he had to deal with Starscream all the time.

"I'm just saying, Optimus doesn't try to use the same tactic over and over, especially when it doesn't work," Spike said boldly earning a growl from Megatron.

The Warlord was doing his best to ignore the boy as he devised how best to use him. He wanted the boy with him because he often found it was easier to visualise his plans when he had the pieces in sight. Although, if anyone asked, he would say that he just wanted to show the boy how powerful he was.

Unfortunately, the boy had grown so used to being around the Autobots that his sense of danger and fear of giant robots had dimmed considerably. Therefore, he had no trouble keeping up a running commentary of just how dumb Decepticons were.

His patience finally ran out when the boy muttered.

"Optimus's alt mode is cooler than yours."

"That's it," Megatron snarled under his breath, fixing the human with a glare that made the boy freeze but he still kept an insolent expression on his face.

Megatron resolved to punish the boy, the only problem was that he wasn't sure how. He needed the boy whole and unbroken which meant breaking fragile bones was out of the question. That was the problem with organics, you had to be so cursed gentle with them. Because Transformers were armoured, you could be rough and not injure.

Dents and scuffs were easy to work out if perhaps a bit annoying but you had to put real force behind an attack if you wanted to actually injure another bot. But with organics, even a hard tap could leave them screaming in agony. However, he was not going to allow this human Sparkling get away with back chat, he needed to learn a lesson in manners.

Accessing a local database, he started searching for different ways humans punished their younglings. He was sure something would be found, after all, the cultures back on Cybertron had their different ways of punishing their children. Seekers for instance were 'grounded' which meant they were not allowed to fly and would have blockers attached to their thrusters to prevent them from disobeying.

Of course, where he came from, punishment either meant loss of rations or a beating but he needed a human punishment for this insolent child. Some of them were fairly useless, he wasn't interested in locking the boy up (yet) and why in Primus's name would he want to give him lines?

But finally, he stumbled across something that looked very interesting. He read the description, a punishment for young children that caused pain but did not injure. It was perfect for this young miscreant although he'd still have to be careful. But he was confident, despite the terrible damage he could inflict, he was always in control of just how much he inflicted.

The boy let out a squeak of surprise as Megatron suddenly took hold of him but all he did was sit him on his lap. As the boy stared up at him, Megatron grinned maliciously down at him and said soft but mocking tone.

"Listen up boy, if you continue to back talk, I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you."

"It's enough of a punishment having to look at you," the boy retorted.

Megatron smirked, he knew that the boy wouldn't be able to resist continuing to back talk.

"Well, you won't be able to tell Prime I didn't warn you."

He took hold of the boy's shirt, lifted him up and turned him over his lap. Spike yelped in shock and confusion but stilled as a heavy hand laid it's self across his back, holding him in place. Spike grabbed hold of the edge of Megatron's knee and yelped.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Megatron just smirked, he didn't bother answering but raised his free hand which was curled. He extended his index and middle finger, held them together and brought it down across the brat's backside. It made a rather satisfying smacking sound and the boy's accompanying yelp was even more pleasant to his audio.

Grinning maliciously, Megatron started up a rhythm where he raised his hand before bringing his two fingers down to sharply rap the boy's behind. The boy was yelping, kicking his legs helplessly as smacks were rained down on his upturned rear. Megatron could just feel the pressure of the boy's tight grip on his knee edges but it didn't bother him.

He'd delivered plenty of punishments in his time, it was unavoidable with a brat like Starscream kicking about but he'd never done anything like this before. He briefly wondered if he could use it when Starscream and some of the younger soldiers or Autobrats got too whiny but decided he'd think about it later.

Something else had caught his attention, every time he whacked the human boy's little aft, it bounced and...Jiggled. Organic flesh was certainly different from the metal kind, armour was unyielding, if you hit it, it dented or scuffed. It certainly didn't change shape before reforming with a strange ripple.

He wondered what it would look like if they were a similar size, what would malleable flesh feel like beneath hard metal hands? He shook his head, ridding it of foolish thoughts, it was hardly appropriate in this moment. He focused again on the small form on his knee, seeing the human was trying to grit his teeth. He was trying to ride out the spanking he was receiving and that wouldn't do at all.

Megatron looked through his database again, he'd seen something about another step but hadn't read it properly before. It stated that the boy's outer garment...jeans?...needed to be pulled down. He hooked his fingers into the back of the jeans, earning a squawk of horror from the boy but the jeans weren't coming down easily.

He grumbled, he hated resistance of any kind when he was delivering punishment. The boy was holding onto his jeans now, trying to stop him from pulling them down. The boy's face was now flush with red, his mouth tight as he glared up at Megatron.

"I won't let you," the boy hissed, he wasn't so cocky now.

Megatron offered him a tight smile and said a voice filled with menacing warning.

"If you don't loosen your jeans boy, I will cut them free."

Spike gulped and for a moment hesitated before saying shakily.

"Let...let me up for a moment."

Megatron released his grip on the boy, allowing him to reach for his jeans and unbuckle them. He swallowed before bringing his arms forward so that they wouldn't be crushed underneath his body and gripped Megatron's knee edge again. The grey Mech smirked down at him, pleased that the boy was finally getting it.

He was getting punished and there was nothing he could do about it.

"This is so stupid," Spike muttered as Megatron's heavy hand pinned him down once more.

"Well, perhaps this will teach you to listen next time," Megatron said smugly, giving the boy's rear a flick with his fingertip "I warned you I'd punish you and I always keep my word."

"When it comes to discipline anyway," he added mentally.

He heard the boy mutter something that sounded disbelieving, but ignored it. He raised his hand again and started bringing it down on the boy's rear. The boy started yelping again although he also made some funny sounds as though he were trying not to cry out in pain. But Megatron was a master when it came to dishing out pain and even though this was the first time he'd tried this method, he felt he'd already mastered it.

"Ow...ow...," the boy complained, trying to wriggle away but with Megatron's heavy hand on his back, there was no chance of that.

"When are you going to stop?" Spike yelped out, he couldn't' stand much more of this, his bottom was on fire.

"When I know you've learned your lesson," Megatron replied with a glint in his optic and Spike groaned loudly in response.

"I'm not going be able to sit for a week," Spike complained, kicking his feet in frustration.

"Only a week?" Megatron sneered. "I'm clearly not smacking you hard enough."

"What!" Spike yelped in outrage and shock.

"Indeed," Megatron said, now really enjoying himself as he continued smacking the helpless boy. "I think two, maybe three weeks would suit you fine."

"Ooohh...," groaned Spike miserably, his rear felt like it was on fire.

Megatron chuckled as he carried on but he was starting to feel he needed to do something more. He decided to check the database, hoping it had more pointers on what to do. With interest, he read how there was a final step to a good spanking and grinned evilly as he did so.

He gave Spike no warning about what he was going to do, simply giving the boy a good smack before suddenly hooking his claw like nails under the boy's underwear and pulling it down. The boy practically howled with humiliation and tried to twist around to pull them back up again but he had no chance of doing this with Megatron's hand pinning his back.

Megatron smirked as he examined the plump, red bottom revealed to him, he had certainly done a good job so far. The boy squirmed and moaned loudly with embarrassment, he sounded close to tears actually. It made Megatron laugh and he patted the boy's bum in a mocking gesture of sympathy.

"Not long now, boy," he taunted before resuming the spanking.

It was slightly different this spanking, not only was he creating a sharp smacking sound every time his fingers connected with the bottom but it was steadily turning a bright colour. Before, it had been a fiery shade of pink but as he progressed, the colour morphed into an angry red one. Megatron found this so strange, metal only changed colour in extreme heat or cold, simply hitting it didn't do anything.

Well, it could take the paint off but that wasn't the same as slowly becoming a different colour. The redness of the boy's human aft was very different to his pale skin, making the Decepticon leader rather proud of the job he was doing. It was always good to see the fruits of your labour, after all.

But since the bottom seemed to have reached the limit of red it could become, Megatron knew he had to finish up. There was a limit to how much you should punish someone, if you went too far, they wouldn't be able to comprehend why they were being punished. This was an important rule for dealing with bots like Starscream, who needed it spelled out very clearly why they were being disciplined.

Otherwise, they would go on and on about it, until he lost it and beat them into scrap. This started the whole cycle of whining again, until they got distracted by something else and Megatron didn't want to restart this cycle.

Megatron settled on a dozen smacks, giving a little flick with his fingers as he did so, just to make it a tiny bit more stinging. The boy's face was a nice shade of red by this point and he was struggling to maintain any sort of composure. In fact, when Megatron delivered his last smack, the boy didn't even notice until cool air finally had a chance to soothe his abused bottom.

"Uh...uh...," Spike gasped out, he was having trouble breathing. Not just because that spanking had been so painful but also because of Megatron's heavy hand which now lifted from his back.

Feeling utterly wretched, he rubbed at his face before pulling up both his pants and jeans, knowing Megatron was smirking down at him. He wished there was a hole he could crawl into and die, he felt so humiliated. It was bad enough Megatron had caused him pain but he'd done it in just about the most embarrassing way. At least he hadn't had any Decepticons or indeed Autobots watching, he really would have died then.

He would have happily stared at the floor as he lay on his front but Megatron was now lifting him up and setting him properly on his knee. Spike winced as his poor bottom was put on a hard surface and started squirming as Megatron sneered down at him.

"Now," Megatron began, giving Spike's head a mocking pat. "Are you going to be a good boy?"

"Yes," Spike bit out, there was no way he was going to be cheeky and get another spanking.

Megatron laughed loudly at this before suddenly calling for Soundwave to come. Spike miserably waited for the silent Mech to show up, trying to lift his bottom off the hard surface but he kept being patted back down. It was with relief that he saw Soundwave entered, it meant he could finally leave Megatron's presence.

"Escort this boy to a holding cell, we will be using him later," Megatron commanded, taking Spike and setting him on the ground.

As Spike miserably started towards Soundwave, Megatron leaned down and gave his bottom a sharp smack. Spike yelped in surprise jumping forward as his hands flew to his bottom. The grey Mech smirked at him, gesturing for him to continue and Spike did so, furiously rubbing at a bottom that felt like it would never be the same again.

Author's note. I hope that wasn't too awful to read, I might do an extra short chapter where Spike talks with Optimus about what happened. Tell me if this is a good idea, thanks.