DDLB Darkstashe

Bad Boys Get Spanked

Wil was crabby. First, his crew was slacking off the entire time, then Ed came around and decided to mess with him, and finally, Wil had an accident during the meeting. He was so frustrated and decided to take it out on his room. Destroying walls, paintings, posters, books, plushies, blankets, (Not really destroying them, just shoving them to the ground.) and finally, grabbed one of his guns and began to shoot holes in the walls and window, shattering it. Once Dark heard the shader of glass, he ran upstairs, Bim, the Jims, and Yan right behind him. 

"WILFORD! WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

He froze in terror. Wil was in the process of ripping up his Crybaby poster with his dagger when Dark stormed in his room. He dropped the knife and slowly stood up, looking down at his feet, like a child after being caught stealing from the cookie jar. By then, all the others ran back downstairs so that Wil wouldn't have the chance to kill them. Dark walked into the room and stared at WIl.

"What's going on? Why are you destroying your room?"

Wil was silent, he didn't want to speak. He was so angry that his face was pure red. Dark grabbed his wrist and forced him to look up. This just made WIl more angry.

"LET GO OF ME!" He shouted, pulling on his wrist.

"Answer my question, Wilford."

Dark only used his real name when he was angry with him, but Wil didn't care. He just continued to struggle in his grip, cussing a couple of times. Dark soon had enough. He dragged Wil to his own room and sat on the bed, placing Wil over his lap.

"LET ME GO!!!"

"Answer my question, what happened? Why are you so angry?"

"GRRR...LET ME GO YOU....YOU...YOU VDH BITCH!"

Dark snapped, he pulled off his suspenders and pants. Leaving him in his wet diaper. Dark took it off and grabbed the brush from his side table.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Don't you ever call daddy that again. Do you understand?"

Wil began to tear up and slowed down his kicking, calming down a bit. 

"Y-yes daddy..."

SMACK!

"Good. Now, what's going on?"

SMACK!

"I-I WAS HAVING A BAD DAY!!!" He sobbed.

"How so?"

"THE CREW WAS SLAKING OFF THE ENTIRE SHOW AN' THEN ED BEGAN TO PICK ON ME, AN' THEN DURING THE MEETING....I-I..I..."

"What?"

"I HAD AN ACCIDENT!!! I'M SORRY DADDY!!! I'LL BE A GOOD BOY!!!"

"It's ok, but you still need to be punished. You've been bad and bad boys get spanked."

Wil sniffled.

"H-how many?"

"Only seven left, baby."

Wil bit his lip and nodded, he's gotten thirty-five spankings before, he can handle twenty-eight.

"Ok daddy.."

Dark sighed and continued the rest with his hand.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

After he finished, he picked up WIl and placed him on the bed.  Wil continued to quietly cry. 

"Shhh....it's ok. I'm not mad anymore, baby."

Dark began to change him and applied lotion to his bottom, kissing his thighs and feet. Once he finished, Wil tackled him and sucked his thumb. Dark pulled out of the hug, grabbed his pink binky, and popped it in his mouth. 

"I love you, baby."

"I wove ewe too, daddy..."