Tough Love | Human Fell Sans x Frisk

Punishment

Frisk's P.O.V

I woke up to yelling, but whoever was, wasn't yelling at me. It came out muffled from upstairs.

I tugged at the collar with all my might, but it wouldn't budge. The chain was long, maybe five feet? I suddenly realized that this was my chance to escape. I looked for some kind of exit, and saw the door, but it had a bunch of locks, so it would probably make a bunch of noise. I spied a window to the left of the T.V. It was small, but I could squeeze my way out.

I used the coffee table as a stool and jumped up to the window. As I began to climb, I heard foot steps, fast ones. I could barely reach the window in that short amount of time, so I fell back onto the carpeted floor with a thud. The guy that I learned was to be addressed as "boss" looked over at me suspiciously, then yelled out to my "Master", Sans.

"SANS, GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN HERE!"

I flinched as his voice hurt my ears. I was never fond of loud noises. I yanked at the leash, and bit, and tugged, but this was stronger than the strongest person in the world.

Sans's P.O.V

I walked lazily down the stairs to a pissed looking Papyrus, as usual. His usual scowl soon turned to a smirk as he looked toward the pet. I gave him a questioning look as his eyes went back to me. Then, I noticed the usually closed window was half-way open, and the coffee table was right beneath it and next to the human.

"Sans, it seems your...pet has been a bit naughty. Do you want to be responsible and punish them yourself, or will I have to do it for you?" I smirked back at them, the human not paying attention and biting the leash and tugging. Papyrus had already left as I made my way over to her. She paused and looked up at me, backing up to the wall behind her, seeing my amused, smirking face.

"Now be honest with me, pet, were you being a bad girl?" I was sounding a lot more kinky than usual, but it succeeded in scaring her. She looked up at me, her bottom lip quivering and her body shaking slightly. "I-I..." she couldn't say any more before I bent to her level and gave her a big smirk, and, if possible, scaring her more.

Frisk's P.O.V

I stuttered, searching my brain for something to say, but he bent to my level on the floor, giving me a really scary smile.

"Do I have to punish you?" He asked suggestivly. I shook my head really fast. "Oh, I don't know, you've been pretty naughty." "P-please don't." I stuttered. I didn't want to be punished in any way. I looked down at my curled knees, only to have his strong hand grip my chin and pull my head up to face him. I didn't like him, he was scary. My lip quivered more, and I was on the verge of tears. Sans grabbed my arm and pulled me up, dragging me to a chair in the kitchen. He looked through a drawer full of tools, and pulled out silver duct tape. I trued to jump out of the chair, but he quickly held me there. He taped my wrists together behind my back, and taped my ankles to the legs of the chair. As he stood slowly, he dragged his hand up my leg until it got to my knee, making me squirm, and stood over me with an amused smirk. His face came close to mine, only a tiny bit far from it. "You'll stay here until you learn not to be bad." He then walked out the door as I fought my hardest not to cry, but a tear skimmed down my cheek, and dropped to my hand. I was glad he was gone, because I didn't want him to tease me for crying. He's really mean.

There you go! You got it!!! Now, please stop hating me. I love you all! Bye!