The Punishment
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The Punishment
Our ~beloved~ renegade ex-Shinigami taichou and wanna-be world dictator has been a bad, bad wittle megalomaniac, and our adorable lil Shiro-chan’s gonna make him a good lil’ boy again.
Yupp, that means we got a dominant Hitsugaya, except I did put him in a skirt (I just couldn’t resist. Shiro in a skirt, dress, or pretty kimono is my OTP^O^). And instead of Hyourinmaru, he’s got a paddle. A big, wooden paddle. >.<
SUMMARY: Aizen gets punished by Hitsugaya for all the badass stuff he’s done while the Espada watch.
WARNINGS: No sex here (I don’t like seme Hitsu; it’s just not right), but there’s extreme humiliation of Aizen, Shiro in a skirt, dressed like a school teacher (hawt!! Woot!), and spanking. Lots and lots of spanking.
PAIRINGS: None- this is a total humiliation ficcie
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Bleach
Oh, and this was done for the Bleach Kink Meme on LJ
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THE PUNISHMENT
By Neko Oni
"You've been a very naughty, naughty boy, Sosuke." Hitsugaya twirled the large, wooden paddle in his slim hand as he circled the defeated, renegade Shinigami. Aizen was bound by kidou, his own reiatsu suppressed and contained by a kidou spell. He sat on a small, three-legged wooden stool, dressed in a little boy's blue sailor suit. Even seated, he was still taller than Hitsugaya.
The slender taichou of tenth division was dressed in a severe, austere schoolmarm teacher fashion. Glasses perched on the tip of his pert little nose, and he wore a high-collared, lacy blouse with calf-length plaid skirt and low-heeled shoes that clicked as he circled Aizen and tapped the tip of the paddle against his other palm.
Hitsugaya stopped right in front of him. "Do you know what happens to bad boys, Sosuke?" That pretty face was inches from Aizen's own. Voice suppressed from the binding kidou, Aizen could only shake his head in utter humilation. If his own reiatsu were free, he could handle the little taichou easily, but now, bound as he was, Hitsugaya lorded it over him. Hitsugaya smiled menacingly. "They get punished. And you've been quite bad. Even Momo admits it. Infact, she asked me to punish you. Make you a good boy again." Hitsugaya pinched one of Aizen's cheeks, making the bigger man cower. The small fingers twisting his skin really hurt!
Hitsugaya chuckled and patted the cheek. "Since mental torture seems to be your thing, we're going to go with something out of your comfort range. A physical punishment seems appropriate." Still smiling, Hitsugaya snapped his small fingers, and Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra, both dressed similar to their former leader, came forward and bodily lifted Aizen off the stool. Hitsugaya sat himself down primly and arranged his skirt. "Alright, boys, set the naughty boy down."
Grimmjaw and Yami were only too happy to comply. They felt utterly foolish and childish dressed like this- which was Hitsguaya's intention. Besides, if they didn't do as he said, then *they'd* be the ones getting spanked. Plus, they were secretly enjoying seeing their leader get humiliated and dominated, especially by someone so small and delicate looking as Hitsugaya. They were in no hurry to meet with the business end of his paddle, which he wielded fiercer than Hyourinmaru.
Aizen was laid face down across Hitsugaya's little, skirt-covered lap, his bigger body hunched over. Grimmjaw held his hands, grinning into his face, while Ulqiarra held his legs, pinning him in place, though Aizen had no control over his body. On the back of Aizen's blue shorts was a button flap; Hitsugaya unbuttoned it, exposing Aizen's bare bottom.
"Hm, I think we can unseal your mouth. But one naughty word out of your potty mouth, and I'll strap a pacifier coated with castor oil in it." Hitsugaya pinched Aizen's cheek, still smiling sweetly and ignoring the two Espada. "Now, for the punishment you've eluded for so long."
Hitsugaya twirled the paddle in his little hand. It was a thick wooden board a foot long and very broad, with holes drilled for added pain. Hitsugaya raised it high and brought it down hard. The resounding slap on Aizen's exposed buttocks echoed throughout the room. Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra winced as Aizen's big body shuddered in their hold, his face a mix of indignation, anger, and pain. But no sound escaped his lips.
Hitsugaya pouted. "Oops, forgot to unseal your mouth. Now, that's no fun." He giggled, ran little fingers over Aizen's lips. His fingertips glowed a soft blue that turned green when he touched Aizen, unsealing his mouth. "There. Now we'll be able to hear you scream."
Hitsugaya brought the paddle down again hard. Aizen's larger body sprawled across his little lap and lurched forward with the force of the blow. The spank was hard enough that if the 2 former Espada-in-sailor-suits weren't holding him in place, the former Arrancar Lord would've toppled off the diminutive taichou's lap. The wood on his bare bottom stung so much, the former dictator couldn't help but cry out. "WAAAHH! OUUUCCHH!!!!"
Hitsugaya smiled sweetly in vengeful glee, relishing the former taichou's humiliation. The sailor suit made Aizen feel like an overgrown boy, as did being spanked. Worst of all, though, was being dominated by the tiniest, youngest taichou in all of Soul Society and being held captive by his former minions.
"Ah, that's much better." Hitsugaya spanked Aizen again, harder this time.
"OUCH! OUCH! ITAI! ITAI!" The megalomaniac's big body swayed in Hitsugaya's small lap, cries of pain torn from his lips each time wood met skin.
"WAAAH! I'M SORRY! SORRY! SOORRRYYY!!!" The tenth division taichou paused between spanks so the pain from one wouldn't bleed into the next.
"STOP! STOP! I'LL BE A GOOD BOY, I PROMISE! WAAAHHH!!" Each spank brought forth new pain, new cries, new humiliation and utter defeat. With each blow on his red, throbbing rump Aizen's hatred and resentment for the little taichou that bound him wore down into pain and defeat.
"WWAAAH! WAAHHH!" Aizen's cries were music to Hitsugaya's vindictive little ears. He only stopped when his arm hurt too much and he could no longer swing as hard. His thin chest heaved from exertion under his lacy blouse, and his long, modest skirt was askew from Aizen twitching and shuddering in his lap.
Aizen's breathing was labored, too, and his butt burned. He was red-faced from embarrassment, and the cheeks on his butt matched the those on his face, which was a soggy mess, just like a bad little boy's.
Hitsugaya's glasses slipped down his pert little nose and he pushed them back up then pinched Aizen's red cheeks, smiling sweetly. "What was it you once said to me?" He paused, pretending to think. "Ah, yes- 'Don't use big words; they'll make you look weak.' " He paused again. "You were right, you know. Big action is SO much better."
His sweet smile turned into a devilish little smirk and he lowered his sweet face to Aizen's ear. "So whose the weak one now?" He brought the paddle down hard on Aizen's raw, exposed rump to emphasize his point.
The would-be world ruler whimpered helplessly under Hitsguaya's merciless paddle, his powerful body suppressed by kidou and his former minions. "Aww, had enough already? but I'm just getting warmed up." Hitsugaya tittered, enjoying himself way too much. He kissed the tip of the paddle. "When I'm done with you, you'll be a good, good little boy for Mommy Momo. Then it's the Espadas’ turn." He leered at Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra, who quaked in the sailor suits.
OWARI
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This was really weird, but I did have fun writing it.
Yupp, that means we got a dominant Hitsugaya, except I did put him in a skirt (I just couldn’t resist. Shiro in a skirt, dress, or pretty kimono is my OTP^O^). And instead of Hyourinmaru, he’s got a paddle. A big, wooden paddle. >.<
SUMMARY: Aizen gets punished by Hitsugaya for all the badass stuff he’s done while the Espada watch.
WARNINGS: No sex here (I don’t like seme Hitsu; it’s just not right), but there’s extreme humiliation of Aizen, Shiro in a skirt, dressed like a school teacher (hawt!! Woot!), and spanking. Lots and lots of spanking.
PAIRINGS: None- this is a total humiliation ficcie
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Bleach
Oh, and this was done for the Bleach Kink Meme on LJ
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THE PUNISHMENT
By Neko Oni
"You've been a very naughty, naughty boy, Sosuke." Hitsugaya twirled the large, wooden paddle in his slim hand as he circled the defeated, renegade Shinigami. Aizen was bound by kidou, his own reiatsu suppressed and contained by a kidou spell. He sat on a small, three-legged wooden stool, dressed in a little boy's blue sailor suit. Even seated, he was still taller than Hitsugaya.
The slender taichou of tenth division was dressed in a severe, austere schoolmarm teacher fashion. Glasses perched on the tip of his pert little nose, and he wore a high-collared, lacy blouse with calf-length plaid skirt and low-heeled shoes that clicked as he circled Aizen and tapped the tip of the paddle against his other palm.
Hitsugaya stopped right in front of him. "Do you know what happens to bad boys, Sosuke?" That pretty face was inches from Aizen's own. Voice suppressed from the binding kidou, Aizen could only shake his head in utter humilation. If his own reiatsu were free, he could handle the little taichou easily, but now, bound as he was, Hitsugaya lorded it over him. Hitsugaya smiled menacingly. "They get punished. And you've been quite bad. Even Momo admits it. Infact, she asked me to punish you. Make you a good boy again." Hitsugaya pinched one of Aizen's cheeks, making the bigger man cower. The small fingers twisting his skin really hurt!
Hitsugaya chuckled and patted the cheek. "Since mental torture seems to be your thing, we're going to go with something out of your comfort range. A physical punishment seems appropriate." Still smiling, Hitsugaya snapped his small fingers, and Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra, both dressed similar to their former leader, came forward and bodily lifted Aizen off the stool. Hitsugaya sat himself down primly and arranged his skirt. "Alright, boys, set the naughty boy down."
Grimmjaw and Yami were only too happy to comply. They felt utterly foolish and childish dressed like this- which was Hitsguaya's intention. Besides, if they didn't do as he said, then *they'd* be the ones getting spanked. Plus, they were secretly enjoying seeing their leader get humiliated and dominated, especially by someone so small and delicate looking as Hitsugaya. They were in no hurry to meet with the business end of his paddle, which he wielded fiercer than Hyourinmaru.
Aizen was laid face down across Hitsugaya's little, skirt-covered lap, his bigger body hunched over. Grimmjaw held his hands, grinning into his face, while Ulqiarra held his legs, pinning him in place, though Aizen had no control over his body. On the back of Aizen's blue shorts was a button flap; Hitsugaya unbuttoned it, exposing Aizen's bare bottom.
"Hm, I think we can unseal your mouth. But one naughty word out of your potty mouth, and I'll strap a pacifier coated with castor oil in it." Hitsugaya pinched Aizen's cheek, still smiling sweetly and ignoring the two Espada. "Now, for the punishment you've eluded for so long."
Hitsugaya twirled the paddle in his little hand. It was a thick wooden board a foot long and very broad, with holes drilled for added pain. Hitsugaya raised it high and brought it down hard. The resounding slap on Aizen's exposed buttocks echoed throughout the room. Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra winced as Aizen's big body shuddered in their hold, his face a mix of indignation, anger, and pain. But no sound escaped his lips.
Hitsugaya pouted. "Oops, forgot to unseal your mouth. Now, that's no fun." He giggled, ran little fingers over Aizen's lips. His fingertips glowed a soft blue that turned green when he touched Aizen, unsealing his mouth. "There. Now we'll be able to hear you scream."
Hitsugaya brought the paddle down again hard. Aizen's larger body sprawled across his little lap and lurched forward with the force of the blow. The spank was hard enough that if the 2 former Espada-in-sailor-suits weren't holding him in place, the former Arrancar Lord would've toppled off the diminutive taichou's lap. The wood on his bare bottom stung so much, the former dictator couldn't help but cry out. "WAAAHH! OUUUCCHH!!!!"
Hitsugaya smiled sweetly in vengeful glee, relishing the former taichou's humiliation. The sailor suit made Aizen feel like an overgrown boy, as did being spanked. Worst of all, though, was being dominated by the tiniest, youngest taichou in all of Soul Society and being held captive by his former minions.
"Ah, that's much better." Hitsugaya spanked Aizen again, harder this time.
"OUCH! OUCH! ITAI! ITAI!" The megalomaniac's big body swayed in Hitsugaya's small lap, cries of pain torn from his lips each time wood met skin.
"WAAAH! I'M SORRY! SORRY! SOORRRYYY!!!" The tenth division taichou paused between spanks so the pain from one wouldn't bleed into the next.
"STOP! STOP! I'LL BE A GOOD BOY, I PROMISE! WAAAHHH!!" Each spank brought forth new pain, new cries, new humiliation and utter defeat. With each blow on his red, throbbing rump Aizen's hatred and resentment for the little taichou that bound him wore down into pain and defeat.
"WWAAAH! WAAHHH!" Aizen's cries were music to Hitsugaya's vindictive little ears. He only stopped when his arm hurt too much and he could no longer swing as hard. His thin chest heaved from exertion under his lacy blouse, and his long, modest skirt was askew from Aizen twitching and shuddering in his lap.
Aizen's breathing was labored, too, and his butt burned. He was red-faced from embarrassment, and the cheeks on his butt matched the those on his face, which was a soggy mess, just like a bad little boy's.
Hitsugaya's glasses slipped down his pert little nose and he pushed them back up then pinched Aizen's red cheeks, smiling sweetly. "What was it you once said to me?" He paused, pretending to think. "Ah, yes- 'Don't use big words; they'll make you look weak.' " He paused again. "You were right, you know. Big action is SO much better."
His sweet smile turned into a devilish little smirk and he lowered his sweet face to Aizen's ear. "So whose the weak one now?" He brought the paddle down hard on Aizen's raw, exposed rump to emphasize his point.
The would-be world ruler whimpered helplessly under Hitsguaya's merciless paddle, his powerful body suppressed by kidou and his former minions. "Aww, had enough already? but I'm just getting warmed up." Hitsugaya tittered, enjoying himself way too much. He kissed the tip of the paddle. "When I'm done with you, you'll be a good, good little boy for Mommy Momo. Then it's the Espadas’ turn." He leered at Grimmjaw and Ulqiarra, who quaked in the sailor suits.
OWARI
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This was really weird, but I did have fun writing it.