"Spell Mustang. Do as your told. And do it now." Came the loud and reprimanding voice of her father, Roy Mustang. "Why don't you make me?" The fourteen year old, yelled back at her dad..not thinking.
"You want me to make you." The black haired man stood up, " Very well then, since you refuse to as your told with a good attitude I suppose I'll just have to spank the bad attitude out of you." The young Alchemist's face paled, and her eyes widened. He must be kidding..She was fourteen, not three. There was no way her father could take her over his knee and spank her, and there was no way in hell she'd let him either! "N-no!" She glared. Roy simply smirked at her and made his way over to her. "Stay back!" She yelped, inching further and further back with each step he took. "I said stay back!" The girl yelped snapping, forgetting she had on her flame gloves her father had given her.
There was a loud snap and gasp as a large snap of fire flew foreword and straight towards her dad. "Brat.." Roy gritted his teeth and spoke under his breath. "Spell Mustang." He glared reaching foreword and grabbing her wrist. "N-no!" She whimpered as she was yanked over his lap. "I-I didn't mean too!" She looked back at him, she could feel the fabric of her skirt getting tight across her rear. Man this was embarrassing, she was a state alchemist, fourteen…and fixing to be spanked. She remembered when she was little and he had done it to her before…but this time..she was more than sure it'd be worse. As a matter of fact she knew it'd be worse. She was soon snapped from her thoughts as a hard, stinging slap was applied to her sit spots. "A-ah!" She whimpered. Roy raised his gloved hand and let it fall hard upon the rear of his Major. As it landed it made a rather loud 'Twap' that echoed throughout the office. To which she was more than sure everyone at Eastern Command could hear her getting her ass beat.
The young girl yelped with each swat, which where starting to heat up and quickly. She could tell her dad wasn't holding back both by the strength of the swat and how fast they fell. It wasn't long until she began to struggle across the man's knees, "Oww! Daaaaaddy! Not so hard!" She whimpered, biting her lip. The man's only response was the harden and fasten the swat pace. "Ow! Daaaaaaa-.." She was cut off by several more swats applied to her lower sit spots. It wasn't long until she was squirming and bawling over her father's lap. "I-I'm sorry!" Roy's immediate response was to scoop up his little girl and cradle her close to him. "Shhh, there there Spell…it's all over now." He spoke with a soft tone as he rubbed the young girl's back. "S-sorry!" she cried as Roy continued to rub her back. " I know, I know…and I'm sorry I had to spank you so hard…But, you needed to learn..when you play with fire you will get burned."