This story contains spanking as a method of discipline. If this offends you, please leave now.
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Everyone at Wolfram and Hart knew Illyria has a bad attitude. She acted like they should all bow down to her and be in awe of her greatness. No one else thought Illyria was all that great anymore. Maybe she used to be but now she was just a weird creature with blue hair who was living in a borrowed body.
Wesley was the only one who could really get through to Illyria. Sometimes she would listen to him even though she thought he was weak and human and not very important. Wesley wais trying to teach Illyria how to behave and get along in the world but Illyria was not a very good student.
Finally Wesley was near the end of his rope and he said, "Illyria, you need discipline. You cannot act like you rule the world anymore because you don't. You are almost the same as a human now. It is time you understand how you should act."
"If you call me a smurf again I will destroy you," said Illyria. "I watched the television and found out what smurfs are. You insulted me."
"I'm afraid I will have to do much more than insult you to get my point across," replied Wesley. "You are very stubborn and don't want to do what is best for you. Something will have to be done about that or you are in for a rude awakening indeed."
"Why do you care?" said Illyria. "You don't want me around. You want Fred. Don't try to deny it."
"I don't," said Wesley. "But Fred is gone and you are all that is left of her. I must teach you how to get along and you should listen to me. It's what you are supposed to do now."
"I don't have to listen to you," yelled Illyria. "You are like an ant to me, to be crushed under one powerful foot!"
Wesley pulled a red plastic hairbrush out of his pocket. "Do you see this?"
"It is a small and insignificant piece of plastic," said Illyria. "It is of no concern to me."
"It is now," said Wesley. "Do you know what a spanking is?"
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