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Matty swung his hips seductively around the lucky silver colored pole, taunting the

 club goers with the body that they could never have. He swung up and twirled 

down, landing on his knees. Tipping his head back he took the hundred dollar bill 

from the 70 year old man with his mouth, making sure to nip and lick the fingers 

when he pulled away. The other men hooted and hollered tucking wads of dollar bills

 down the back, front, and sides of the teeny little pink thong that barely kept 

Matty’s family jewels from showing. Then finishing his act with a move that should 

have been outlawed from the country, he swept up the bills that had been tossed 

onto the stage and walked through the curtain to the back where all the other acts

 were getting ready for their turn. Though little did our little Matty know, a very 

pissed off kelpie was watching the show from the shadows.

Phooka’s human form wavered and dropped, this was one pissed off kelpie. Phooka

 went on a rampage, slaughtering the man that had dared to touch HIS Matty. The

 room and stage were painted with blood. Matty scrambled out from behind the 

curtain in the pink thong that had set Phooka off on his rampage of death. Phooka 

slithered up to Matty, his whole body doused in blood. Matty whimpered and took a 

slight step back, Phooka whipped his arms around Matty and phased them to their 

bedroom leaving only the bloodied bits of bodies and the faint smell like the bottom

 of a lake. Phooka set Matty onto their bed and pulled his human suite back 

together. “ What the hell do you think you were doing, showing that-that, 

unnecessary amount of your flesh!!!!?!?!” Phooka shouted, his fangs jutting out 

from between his lips. Matty let loose a small sob, “ I-it w-was m-my last day.” 

His big blue eyes began to water. The kelpie sighed and sat down next to the little

 human, pulling Matty’s slight body into his lap. Phooka looked down at Matty, who 

wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Matty, look at me when I talk to you.” When Matty didn’t

 look up at him, Phooka gripped his chin in a strong grip and pulled his face up to 

look at him. Phooka sighed, “ Since it was your last night, I will let you slide just 

this once, but for lying to me and sneaking out, you will have to be punished.”

 Matty’s eyes dilated slightly and he whimpered, squirming furiously to escape from

 Phooka’s terrifying embrace. “ Your just making this harder on yourself.” Phooka 

stated, situating Matty on his lap so that he was facing down on his stomach. “ I 

think that 20 will be enough, don’t you??” Phooka stroked Matty’s bottom. “ 20 

what??” Phooka chuckled, “ 20 spankings of course, but what to do it with, I think 

that I will just do it with my hand since it is your first offence. Although Matty, you

 have to remember that I am going easy on you this time, next time you cross me I

 will paddle you, do you understand??” Matty shuddered, “ Yes. I understand.”

 Phooka smiled at him, “That’s my good boy, and please count for me, I find myself 

loosing my place, and if you don‘t I will add 2 spankings each time.” He pulled down 

Matty’s pink thong and smoothed his hand over the soft pale skin. Just as Matty 

began to relax, Phooka let loose a stinging slap. Matty cried out in pain, but said 

“1”. Phooka let loose a flurry of swipes in quick succession. Matty began to cry 

outright into his masters thigh but valiantly kept counting. Just as the last slap 

landed on Matty’s now bright red bottom, he began to emit body wracking sobs and 

he forgot to say the last number. (BUUT phooka ignored it cause I‘m the author 

and I said so) Phooka pulled Matty up and cradled him in his lap, making sure to

 space his legs so that his little Matty’s bottom wouldn’t go through any

 unnecessary mistreatment. “Now,” Phooka nudged Matty’s chin up to face him, 

“ Do we agree that you don’t lie to me or sneak out??” Matty’s blue eyes clouded

 over slightly and he nodded, burrowing his head into the space between Phooka’s 

neck and shoulder. Phooka smiled softly and turned, laying Matty down onto the

 blue and black silk sheets. Phooka took off the clothes he was wearing and snuggled

 up behind Matty, shifting the blanket to that it was covering them up. Phooka 

lightly kissed the back of Matty’s neck and slid his arm around HIS Matty’s waist. 

“ Goodnight love.” Phooka whispered, soothing Matty into a peaceful sleep.

I have an idea for a story, i know that it's probably not the most original idea, but do you think it will float??

YEA!11!!1!!11!!!!!!!!1! I'M ALMOST DONE WITH MY STINKIN' STORY FOR REDLIONESS'S CONTEST THINGIE!! although it's probly gonna suck REALLY badly, we'll just have to see........MWEE!! my puppy keeps lookin at me weird...haha