Why You Should Never Throw A Temper Tantrum In The BOQ

By Betty (er.br@sympatico.ca)

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Part 3 of the "Why You Should Never" series.



It took Apollo a few centons to calm down his anger at being spanked a 
second time. Calmed down but not eliminated, rage at the person or persons 
who was doing this to him boiled inside him as he headed back to the 
officer's club. One of his squadron members was doing this, possibly two or 
three of them by the sounds of the laughter they gave out earlier when he was 
there. Apollo was determined to find out who was doing this, and make them 
pay.

"They have to be following me around, and covering up for each other, that's 
the only explanation." the captain said to himself.

When he arrived at the OC, he was angered even more when he saw that his 
squadron's usual table sat empty. He then headed for the next place he knew 
he would find his so called *friends*. The BOQ.

When he reached the doorway to the bunk room, Apollo could hear the other 
men laughing inside, and he was sure he had heard his name mentioned in 
more than a few of those laughs. Infuriated even more, he burst inside 
yelling.

"WHICH ONE OF YOU DID IT?"

Silence filled the room as the other men all turned and stared at their captain, 
wondering what had set his temper flaring this time. Down in the lounge area 
of the room, Boomer, Giles, Greenbean, Jolly and Starbuck, were sitting at 
the large table used for card playing. All five men wore a look of total shock, 
and innocence. Apollo stomped over to them, face red and anger burning in 
his eyes.

"I KNOW IT WAS ONE OF YOU WHO DID IT!" he screamed at them as 
he came around to the other side of the table to the spot where Starbuck was 
sitting. "AND I JUST BET THE WHO WAS YOU *LIEUTENANT*!"

In his rage, Apollo didn't see the pair of boots one of the men had carelessly 
left in the middle of room. His feet caught in the misplaced boots and he 
stumbled, loosing his balance. Suddenly Apollo found himself falling, and 
somehow flying through the air. He landed on the sectional sofa, in between 
two sections, pushing  them apart, his head down to the floor, his butt up in 
the air.

He heard the other men laugh loudly as someone gave his butt ten hard, fast, 
sharp spanks to his butt, as a male voice laughed, "That's for throwing a 
temper tantrum in the Bachelor Officers Quarters."

Apollo was enraged even more. It was bad enough that he was being 
followed around, spied on, and spanked when he wasn't looking. But now the 
mystery spanker dared to spank him in front of the other warriors. Well now 
he had the culprit, and witnesses.

"Apollo, Apollo, what the heck are you doing man?" Boomer chuckled as he 
helped Apollo to stand up.

Throwing Boomer's hand off his arm Apollo screamed. "WHO DID IT? 
YOU MEN ALL SAW WHAT HAPPENED, WHO'S THE BORAY 
THAT'S BEEN FOLLOWING ME AROUND AND SPANKING MY BUTT 
EVERY CHANCE HE GETS?"

Once again silence filled the room, until Starbuck calmly, and very 
innocently asked, "You've been having fantasies of being spanked by another 
man?"

"They were *not* fantasies, they were real, and I just bet it was you who did 
it, you've been following me around all night, hiding where I couldn't see 
you, and then when I wasn't looking you spanked me," Apollo responded, a 
little more calmly than before, but still sounding very angry.

"Starbuck's been with us all night Apollo," Boomer said.

"But, but then who just spanked me?" Apollo stammered.

"Nobody spanked you Apollo, you trip on a pair of boots and fell onto the 
sofa, there was no spanking, it was just a fantasy." Starbuck chuckled as he 
stood and went to Apollo.

"It, it was?" 

"Afraid so buddy, you've been having fantasies of being spanked by me and 
they just got the best of you, and now you believe them to be real." Starbuck 
continued as he gently placed his hand on Apollo's cheek.

"Oh." Apollo leaned into Starbuck's palm.

Kissing Apollo's lips, Starbuck whispered, "But I'm more than willing to 
make your fantasy reality Apollo." 

"You are?"

"Oh yes, just tell me what you need to be punished for."

Forgetting where he was, lost in the way Starbuck was kissing his lips, chin, 
nose and eyes, and the way Starbuck's fingers where caressing his cheek, 
Apollo revealed his fantasy, telling of each incident for all to hear. He was 
lost so deep, that he didn't notice when Starbuck had undone the belt holding 
his holster around his hips, or the fact that Boomer had placed a chair at his 
side. He just suddenly found himself laying across Starbuck's lap, pants 
around his ankles, head down with his hands on the floor. 

"For dancing naked in the turbo-wash when you thought no one was looking, 
your punishment is ten hard, sharp spanks." Boomer said.

Starbuck grinned as he raised his hand, then brought it down, smacking 
Apollo hard on the butt, making sure it connected with his "sit spot". The 
other men counted out each slap. Smack, "one", Smack "two", until each slap 
was applied.

"For yelling in the officer's club, ten hard, sharp spanks." Jolly couldn't help 
but chuckle.

Once more the men counted out each slap to their captains sit spot, which 
was now quite red from Starbuck's hand print..

"For throwing a temper tantrum in the Bachelor Officer Quarters, you will 
receive ten hard, sharp spanks."

Giles and Greenbean laughed together.

Apollo had kept up a brave front gritting his teeth and staying quiet, but these 
last ten spanks seemed harder than the last twenty and he cried out with each 
one.

Smack, "OUCH" "one", Smack "OWWWWWW" "two", SMACK 
"OWWWWWW, NOT SO HARD" "three", SMACK "OUCH, THAT WAS 
EVEN HARDER" "four", SMACK "OWWWWWWWWWW" "five", 
SMACK "OWWWWWWW, YOUR ENJOYING THIS " "six, and yes we 
are, SIR", SMACK "OUCH, YOU COULD HAVE DONE THIS IN MY 
QUARTERS" "seven, your quarters are too small for all of us, SIR " 
SMACK "OWWWWWWWWWW, WHY DOES EVERYONE GET TO 
WATCH?" "eight, because everyone saw you throw your temper tantrums, 
SIR.", SMACK "OWWWWWWWW, THIS SHOULD BE A PRIVATE 
MOMENT" "nine, there are privates present SIR", SMACK 
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, IF YOU STOP NOW I'LL LET YOU 
FUCK ME" "ten, now that the punishment is done is that promise for all of 
us or just Starbuck?"