Fear of the dark (for Wizard9876)

[Andras]

It was a dark, cold, and rainy night. Caleb Weiss, a little nine year old boy, was safely inside his bedroom in his warm and cozy house. It was 11:49PM, way past his bedtime, but he couldn't get to sleep. Caleb's parents tucked him in several hours ago, but he stared at the ceiling, his thoughts lingering. Every so often he heard a sound coming from outside, or from the ceiling, under the floor; and sometimes from his closet or under his bed. What was it? Well, according to stories, comic books, movies and TV shows he'd seen, it was a monster. A creature of the night that stalked it's prey and pounced when they were most vulnerable. A horrible abomination that hunted it's victims, especially kids like him! His parents told them they were fake. But what if they were wrong? What if he was going to be eaten?

Feeling nervous, Caleb got up and quietly paced across his room. He looked in his mirror, there being just enough light in his nightlight that he could see himself. He was a small, delicate boy for his age: caucasian, with bright blue eyes and unkempt brown hair, and some freckles sprinkled down his pale face. He wore an Avengers t-shirt, pajama pants, and a warm pair of socks. He decided that he should try to get sleep. If his mom or dad saw him up, they'd give him a smack on the rump and send him back to bed after a good reprimanding. He was a good, well-behaved boy, and he REALLY didn't want to be spanked, so a little bum swat did wonders for the few times he misbehaved. Sometimes his parent would put him across their lap and threaten a good walloping: typically apologies and pleas to not be punished followed, so there wouldn't need to be an actual spanking.

Caleb got a flashlight and went under his covers to read a comic. After a little while he turned it off and tried to doze off...

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As the night went on and the unsuspecting child prepared to fall asleep, a shaking noise could be heard from the closet. From the outside of the closed closet, it just looked like everything was fine, but inside one would find a horrible abomination five times the size of a fully grown man, standing there with an evil smile on its face. Despite the creatures looks, it was quite intelligent and had planned this for well over a month it advance, it was finally his time to strike. The creature had muscles on top of muscles, a face that looked rather disfigured, and wore ragged clothing that was torn in several areas.

A green glow emitted from its empty eye sockets, and it’s teeth were rather nasty looking. The shaking that was coming from the closet was due to the creature’s own immense breathing. It waited and waited until Caleb got out of bed to investigate the noise, which it knew he would.

[Andras]

Caleb had almost fallen asleep when he heard a rattling noise which awoke him from his slumber. Was the wind outside shaking his bedroom window?

No, that didn't appear to be the case. The shaking was coming from inside the closet. That didn't make any sense. Was a raccoon in there? Not possible...it had to be something worse...it had to be a monster.

But monsters didn't exist. They weren't real. Caleb sat up in bed, looking at the closet. No matter how many times he tried to imagine the noise wasn't there, it was. What the heck was making that stupid noise!?

Besides fear, his other emotion was curiosity...curiosity, and the desire to make sure there wasn't a monster in his closet, so he could be confident that his fear was unfounded. He thought of going to inform his parents instead. But they might be angry he was up so late.

So, Caleb slowly got out of bed, putting one sock on the floor and then walking to the middle of his room. He looked closer at the closet. He almost thought he could see green light inside his closet, very very faintly...but that wasn't possible. It had to be a trick of his tired brain.

Like a moth to a flame, he was drawn closer to the closet. The slender, delicate, soft-hearted young boy took one gentle step at a time towards his closet. He reached it, and wanting his fear to come to an end, he hesitated only for a moment...and flung open the door!

He was NOT prepared for what he saw!

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As soon as the door was opened, a hand would shoot out to snatch the boy up off of the ground, which would be followed by the monster placing Caleb over his shoulder and going further into the closet which shouldn’t have been possible. The closet, underneath Caleb’s bedroom, and even the attic were gateways to the monster’s dimension. As the closet closed on its own, green light would soon fill it up before the duo appeared in front of a dark looking world.

The sky was always night and the only source of light appeared to be several lanterns burning with green fire, and a moon which looked rather similar to the one from Caleb’s world.

“Welcome boy, to my dimension,” the monster spoke in a low, deep voice. While speaking he began to carry Caleb to the castle in front of them while slowly tugging down his pajama bottoms. “Now it’s time that I finally feast.”

[Andras]

Caleb beheld the thing inside of his closet, and rather then screaming he simply seized up and froze as his nine-year old mind failed to comprehend that which he saw. It was some kind of vaguely human-like monster, an abomination in the shape of a man that was unnaturally large and muscular, with two blazing green points where it's eyes should have been, and a set of sharp, horrible teeth that belonged more to a predatory animal then anything resembling a human. Where a scream should have been, his mouth simply opened in shock as he looked directly upwards at the man-thing's hideous face, his soft blue eyes wide with fear as panic and confusion stabbed through his heart. And in that screamless instant, a cold, powerful, ruthless hand seized the sweet young boy, lifted him like a rag doll; and the beast threw him over it's broad shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Only when the door closed of it's own volition, and Caleb's small body was draped over it's inhuman captor and started to be carried away, did the young boy manage to scream. And it was the loudest, most terrified, and desperate scream he had ever screamed in his life. For at that moment he knew that monsters were real, that he'd been captured by one, and that he was entirely helpless.

For a split second he'd entertained the notion that it was his father pulling a prank on him with some very detailed costume. He'd certainly been carried by his dad this way, especially when he was a little younger and he failed to obey his dad when he was told to go somewhere. It was simply the most efficient way of getting him from point A to B when verbal orders failed. And if he put up any fuss, he had a free hand to give him a little correcting swat on the rump. Naturally the young Caleb found it very embarrassing, since he was rather helpless over his dad's shoulder and his little rump was pointed forwards and up in a rather undignified way. His dad could still shoulder and carry his nine-year old offspring comfortably, but this demonic abomination had done so with such inhuman ease as to make his father seem absolutely feeble. And whatever doubts remained in the poor boy's mind were quickly dashed as the monster walked deeper into the closet then it ever should have been able to, as if it were a hallway.

This had to have been a nightmare. Nothing that had happened since he opened the closet door had made any sense, and all of his fears were being realized. But as he kicked and squirmed, flailing his legs desperately and helplessly pounded his tiny fists against the monster's back, the little pajama-clad boy realized that it was all too real. He wasn't dreaming a nightmare. He was living one.

"Nooooo! Put me down! Let me goooo! Where are you taking me!? Please stop, I want to go home! Heeeeeelp!"

Caleb cried out in the darkness, his pleas falling on deaf ears as tears welled in his blue eyes. He was terrified.

He realized he was no longer in his house. They were outside, but not the same outside that he knew...there were burning lanterns, a green fire that he'd never seen before, and a moon out which provided some more light. Caleb couldn't see the castle as he was hanging over the beast's shoulder and facing the wrong direction to do so. Then the man-creature spoke, a voice that rattled the boy's bones and chilled his blood.

"Nooooo! Don't eat me!" he screamed in horror.

The abomination carried the squirming, kicking, helpless young little captive draped over it's shoulder back to it's castle. And as it did so, it's powerful hand grabbed the hem of his pajama pants...and began to pull them down!

Suddenly, mixed with his overwhelming terror came a more familiar fear and source of embarrassment. When his pants were pulled down by either of his parental units, it typically preceded a open-handed application of corporal punishment to his bare bottom. But that couldn't be happening. There's no way this monster would do such a thing, it would have been so out of place. Or would it?

[Wizard9876]

The squirming of the child did nothing to hinder the creature’s process, in fact it wasn’t affected by the boy in the slightest. The screaming and pleading did produce a grin though and the monster was able to absorb a bit of Caleb’s fear. This wouldn’t be enough for a feast, but it would be enough for what humans would call a snack. Once the boy’s pajama pants were around his ankles, his underwear soon followed and eventually his bottom was bare to the cold air of this world. The monster got a descent glimpse of Caleb’s bare bottom and immediately was filled with glee. Oh he had quite a spankable bottom indeed, this would do nicely for his meal.

“I’m not going to eat you,” the voice yet again boomed. “You would be of no use if you were eaten. No I’m simply going to feed.” Of course this didn’t help Caleb understand what the monster meant, but he would understand shortly as the monster’s hand rose high into the air.

Seconds later, a loud smack could be heard as the creature’s palm collided with the young boy’s backside. Another smack followed soon after, and then another. His hand was able to cover both cheeks effectively and the strength he had made it feel as if a paddle had struck the boy’s rear and not a hand at all.

[Andras]

Caleb gasped aloud, his terror now mixed with total shock and sudden embarrassment as his face went beet red. The monster WAS pulling his pants down!

"Nooooo, stop!" he cried. "Don't do that!"

But it was no use. First came his pants, pulled down to his ankles, baring his legs. Then his undies were pulled down next, revealing his pale, soft bum to the cold air. Having his bottom bared was always the second worst part about being spanked, besides the actual spanking itself. But as humiliating as it was, at least it was his dad or mom that was doing it. But this monster was his mom or dad. He still tried to struggle: his little bottom wriggling atop the monster's shoulder, but as it had been from the moment he was grabbed, little Caleb was completely helpless.

"F-feed!? What do you mean!?" he shrieked.

It was too late. The monster's calloused hand cracked hard against his tender rump, his little cheeks bouncing in response to the impact with a solid "thwack!"

"Oaaahhhh!!!!" he yelped aloud, his eyes welling up with tears. It was so harsh and painful! He had cried when he was spanked over his father's knee, but while his dad also reddened his bottom and made him cry; he realized how gentle his dad was being when he spanked him. This was spanking without any love behind it. It obviously wasn't the extent of the creatures' strength, but it was still so awful!

Two more spanks followed, and two more yelps from the helpless Caleb as his rump was reddened.

"Oaaahhhh! Nooooo, stoopppppp!!!" he begged.

[Wizard9876]

The monster continued to strike away at Caleb's behind, feeding off of him with every swat to his unprotected rear end. The begging made the monster smile even more while he focused on making the cute bottom before him as red as an apple. The world soon filled the loud sounds of smacking and the sound would only grow louder the more they approached the castle in front of them. By the time they had finally arrived in front of it's massive doors, the creature would have turned Caleb's pale tush to more of a pink hue which was slowly becoming red. He could easily ignore the child's pleading as he had no remorse in his heart, and so he brought the wiggling child inside as he continued to use his heavy palm to warm up his rump.

[Andras]

Caleb's blushing face winced in pain, as the tears that had welled up in his eyes now flowed down his cheeks. His little body lay draped over the colossal monster's shoulder, a nearly negligible burden compared to it's massive strength. The beast carried him onward, ignoring his desperate, helpless struggles; and as it did so it's free hand continued to clap harshly against the boy's bare bottom, each terrible thwap indicating another spank, accompanied by a flash of stinging pain, a jiggle of his rump, and a yelp, gasp, or sniffle from the boy.

"Noooo, stooopppp! It huuuuurts!" he continued to plea.

They neared the doors of the strange castle, and the creature pushed the massive doors open.

"W-where are you taking me?" asked Caleb with a sniffle.

[Wizard9876]

The more Caleb tried to get him to stop, the more he proceeded with his action of turning the boy's bottom red. He could do it with a single swat if he wanted but it was much more fun to lengthen the spanking. Not only did it provide him with more energy, but it also made it possible for him to watch as his rump jiggled and his voice pleaded.

"I'm taking you to my home," the creature answered, giving one particularly hard smack to his untouched sit spots. "There you will continue to live and feed me, you'll even be able to help me while we're here."