(Vincent was wearing black Jean's and a dark blue shirt. No shoes, but whirlte socks)
Vincent was clawing despratly at the walls. He couldn't take it. He wanted out. He hated getting spanked. He liked killing. NO, he NEEDED killing.
He heard the door open, and saw freddy come in. Freddy calmly shut the door, however, he was attacked by Vincent. Freddy glared, and grabbed the smaller purple man by the back of his shirt, like a mama cat.
Freddy stormed over to the Bed, and sat down. Then, he put Vincent over his knees. Vincent didn't seem to notice, but instead continued to try and attack freddy. But Freddy grabbed Vincent's arms ame pinned them. Vincent screamed and yelled, kicking his legs wildly.
Freddy raised his hand and slapped Vincent's behind hard. Then he did it again. And again. And again. Over, and over, and over again. Vincent finally stopped fighting, sniffling and he was spanked.
"Ow! Freedy- Ow! Please- Ow! IM Sorry- Ow Ow! Ow! Gah! Oww!" He cried. But freddy didn't let up. If anything, he grabbed Vincent's pants and pulled them down, and started again. Vincent was wearing white boxers. However, you could see his Rump start getting redder and redder.
Vincent stopped struggling, opting instead for crying. Freddy let go of his arms, but kept spanking. Vincent wiped his face, but tears kept coming. He barried his face into his arms, and kept crying.
Freddy was keeping a calm, steady rhythm. Left cheek, right cheek, middle, repeat. Then, he moved to Vincent's upper sit spots.
Vincent cried harder as freddy Spanked him on his sit spots, as they were the most tender. He cried, "OW" and begged, "Please! OW I'm sorRY" and pleaded, "In SorrY PleASE No MORE!" . But freddy didn't stop.
Finally, it was over.
Vincent winced as the fabric of his pants was pulled back up. Freddy gently Rubbed his back. Vincent sniffles and Sobbed, his butt burning.
When he finally calmed Down, he sat Next to freddy.
He and Freddy got to talking. They talked aimlessly. Freddy Casually looked around and frowned at the scratch Mark's. He looked at Vincent with crossed arms, and a stern look on his face.
Vincent put his head down, hands by his sides and kicking his feet softly. He trembled as Freddy Placed a hand on his shoulder.
Freddy guided his hand from Vincent's shoulder to the back of his shirt. Vincent stood up with it, and Freddy sat back down, putting Vincent back over his knees. Vincent put his face in his hands, and trembled.
Freddy didn't pull down his pants, but it hurt non the less.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Vincent was crying hysterically. Finally after one, last, and Painful,
SLAP, it was over.Freddy Held Vincent as he cried.
He did this until, finally, Vincent fell asleep. Tucking him into bed, the Animatronic gently rubbed Vincent's head, and turned off the light. He plugged in a nightlight, and left. Locking the door from the outside in the Prosses.

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