Authors Note: Hello! This is a story about Prowl that I think needs writing. We all think he is some goodie good. I don't. You all know he's just hiding his naughty side. I might make this into a series. I don't know yet. I need your help if I do.

WARNINGS: Corporal Punishment

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Prowl squirmed as he waited for Optimus to finish reading the report on his most recent behavior. He felt even though he did disobey a direct order, it was justifiable. His Jazz had been taken by those dreaded Decepticons and he just had to get his love back. So he went on his own even though Optimus had told him not too. He thought that Optimus would understand but when he got back to the base and Jazz safely to the med bay, his leader gave him the worst look imaginable. Once everyone was gone he had clamped a heavy hand on the back of his neck and dragged him strait to his office. He roughly put Prowl down in a chair and told him to stay put while he did the reports for the disobedience and punishment. Prowl couldn't remember the last time he was personally punished by the Prime and the thought scared him a bit. Finally, the Prime was finished with the paper work and looked up at his second in command. "Well Prowl, what do you have to say for yourself? You not only deliberately disobeyed my direct orders, you also put the live of you and you mate in jeopardy. I have never been so disappointed in you." The Prime stated. Prowl squirmed even more under his leaders gaze, feeling more guilty by the minuet. "I am sorry sir; I shall never disobey you again." Prowl responded. "Yes Prowl, I should hope so. I never want you to do something like this again. Do you understand me?" Optimus asked. "Yes, sir. It will not happen again." Prowl stated as he rose up from the uncomfortable chair he was seated in. As he turned to leave Optimus asked "Where do you think you are going Prowl? We still have the matter of your punishment to consider. If you think you're getting off that easy you are most sadly mistaken. Sit down Prowl." Prowl sat. "Yes, sir. I will take any punishment you deem fit for my actions." Prowl said quietly. He hoped it was fast, Jazz might wake up soon and he wanted to be there for him. "Yes, I think I have just the thing you need Prowl. Seeing as you are far younger than I. I want something that will stick with you for a while, I will not have my men going and nearly getting themselves killed." Optimus decided. He moved his chair back from his desk and sat so that his legs were farther out. "Come here, Prowl." He ordered. Prowl was confused as he came to his Prime's side. What did he plan to do to him? It was then that Optimus pulled Prowl by his upper arm belly down over his knees. Prowl gasped as he realized what was going to happen and put up a small struggle, only for the Prime to give his aft a hard slap and a stern "Be still, Prowl." Prowl turned back to look at his leader and whimpered. He couldn't even remember the last time he was spanked. He began to beg as he saw his leaders hand go up past his shoulder again. "Please, Prime? Everyone will hear and I can't bear the thought of facing anyone who would hear. They will never take me seriously again." His only answer was, "I have the room soundproofed and locked. No one is going to hear, this is between you and I Prowl. Now stop trying to get out of this and be still. I won't make you be silent, but there will be no squirming. You brought this on yourself young friend." And with that brought his large, heavy hand down with a loud smack. Prowl jerked in reflex as an awful sting spread over his whole aft and a bit of the under curve. Who knew his leaders hand could cover so much space. As Optimus continued on, Prowl quickly realized that he did not move around and cover the whole aft like most. He stayed in the exact spot the whole time and this proved very painful for Prowl. He could focus on nothing except the sting now turning into a burn on his aft. Optimus did not speak or lecture as most would, only kept up a fast, hard pace. Soon Prowl could no longer help it and began to kick his legs as tears began making slow little paths on his face. He tried as hard as he could but soon found he could not keep quiet through his punishment and began to sob loudly, thankful for the soundproof door. If someone saw him now, he would never live it down. Optimus continued for a while after Prowl began crying, determined to teach Prowl a good lesson. Only after Prowl gave up his begging for him to stop or slow down and quit kicking his legs did he decide to finish up. He gave Prowl ten more good hard smacks, the hardest of them all, and then simply stopped. He rested his hands on Prowls heaving back, careful of the door wings, and waited for the young mech to calm down a bit. Once Prowl gained a bit of control back, he was gently raised back on his feet as Prime stood as well. He kept his head down to try and hide his tears but Optimus' hand took hold of his chin and tilted it up until he was looking him square in the face. "Now Prowl, I know this hurts now, but I don't want you forgetting this lesson anytime soon, understand?" he asked softly. "Yes, sir. I will never disobey you again, sir. Please forgive me, sir." He sobbed sadly. "Oh, you're going to disobey me again Prowl. I may even have to spank you again, but I will always forgive you. I forgave you the second I found out what you did." He stated. Prowl only sniffled in reply, sad he had disappointed his Prime so much. Optimus took out a clean rag and handed it to the freshly chastised mech. Prowl took it and clean his face off as Optimus said, "Now off with you, and don't you forget , I will not hesitate in doing this again if you get out of line again. Do you understand Prowl?" "Yes, sir."
Prowl responded. "Good now go on and go see Jazz, I'm sure he will want to see you once he's up. You behave yourself too, young mech." Optimus said, turning the now cleaned up mech around and giving him a light smack to the rear to get him going. Prowl yelped and ran off to the med bay, not wanting to see if Optimus would change his mind. Optimus smiled as he watched the young solider run off to see his lover. Prowl was a good mech, he really was and Optimus hated to punish him in such a way, but he had a feeling that Prowl would not be doing anything reckless for a good long while. He sat back in his chair and sighed, before realizing how much his hand hurt as well. "Oh, yeah. He won't even be sitting for a good while, let alone think of things to get into trouble with." he thought.

Authors Note: So? What do ya'll think? Good? If you want Prowl punished by different people, please, I need some suggestions here. Until next time!