Owen and Toshiko laid down the alien technology they'd taken from Torchwood on the table. They'd made a habit of taking things, small things of course, to use at home. A cologne here, a reader there. They'd never meant any harm, but after what Suzie had done, they saw the danger in their little habits. There was a reason the rule existed.

"Gwen, could you wait in the lobby for a few minutes. Jones will keep you occupied, won't you Jones?" Jack didn't take his eyes off of the other two members of his team.

"It would be my pleasure", Ianto answered from the doorway, gesturing for the constable to follow him. Gwen Cooper had so many questions, but she exited the room reluctantly, hearing the resolve in the captain's voice. She wasn't the only one who noticed the hardness in his tone. Owen and Toshiko both found themselves staring at the floor like children caught with their hands in a cookie jar. Captain Jack sighed and took the bottle of cologne in his hand.

"Are these all the things you've taken?" he questioned in a low calm voice. His team members shuffled and stayed silent. He slammed the bottle on the table, "An answer! Now!"

"Not all I've taken, sir", Owen said in a small voice, "But all I had at the moment. I've nicked things here and there, but always returned them sir"

"And you, Toshiko?"

"Roughly the same, sir"

"I see", Jack turned away from them, taking a moment to check his anger before he wheeled back around, "I assume you know what you're in for"

"I'm guessing it's too much to ask for a small talking to and a hug?" Owen quipped. He smiled weakly and hoped that a bit of flirting might go in his favor. The look on the captain's face told him it'd had the opposite effect, "Guess not then"

"Captain, really, your methods are archaic. Don't you think we of all people should have progressed past this form of discipline by now?" Toshiko had tried the argument before and she wasn't surprised at the answer.

"The methods may be archaic, but that makes them no less effective. When I threaten you with a spanking, are you afraid?"

"Yes, but…"

"And don't you go out of your way to avoid them?"

"Yes, but…"

"The only 'but' I want right now is yours bent over that table. Hurry up. I have business to attend to", Toshiko started to argue, but she knew it would only earn her a more severe punishment. And from the look on the captain's face, they were in for enough already. She obeyed, lifting up her skirt and bending over the table. At a look from Jack, Owen placed himself facing a nearby wall. The captain moved behind his Japanese team member and pulled down her underwear quickly. Usually, he would have enjoyed the view, but he knew tonight couldn't be about pleasure. He had a point to make. Starting quickly, he brought his hand down hard, painting her bottom red. She bit her lip, struggling to take the punishment with some dignity, as hard as that was. Captain Jack made spanking an art form. He knew just where to strike and cause the worst sting. After a moment, Toshiko found herself gasping and hissing at the impact of his hand, but just when she thought she would cry out, he stopped. She gripped the table and rested her forehead against it, knowing better than to be relieved. If he'd stopped the spanking this early, it could only mean one thing.

"Agh", she cried as the belt came down hard across her bottom.

"That'll be ten, Toshiko and I want you to count them out loud and remember with each one that these technologies are not for personal gain", he accented his last words with strokes of the belt, "Begin"

"One sir"

"Ssss. Two, sir"

"Oww. Three, sir"

"I do not expect to have this conversation again. Is that clear?"

"Aggh. Four, sir. Clear, sir"

"Mmmm. Five, sir"

"SIX, sir."

"Owww. Seven sir"

"…. eight, sir"

"Niiiiine, sir"

"Ahhoooww. Ten, sir"

Toshiko resisted the urge to jump up and grab her bottom, waiting until Jack gave her the command. He gave her a few more sharp smack with his hand and then stood her up. Pulling up her panties and lowering her skirt with a cringe, the chastened woman switched positions with a pale looking Owen.

"Come on then, Jack. Have we got to? I'm still sore from last week", he whined, nevertheless unbuttoning his pants and bending over. Jack pulled down his boxers and checked to see if there were any marks on the man's bottom. The skin looked completely healed.

"You should think about that Owen", Jack said bringing his hand down, "Before you earn yourself a punishment"

Owen jumped and gasped under the captain's hand. Unlike Toshiko, he had no aspirations of taking the spanking stoically. For one, he knew it would only make it last longer. Jack never let a spanking stop until the punished teammate was crying heartily. And secretly, Owen always hoped his pleas would make the captain go easier on him. With his attitude and tendency to say whatever was on his mind, Owen was the most frequent member over Jack's knee and the captain always put a little more force behind his punishments.

"Oww, please sir", Jack saw through Owen's games. He brought his hand down full force again and again until his palm stung and his arm was tired. By the time he stopped, Owen had stopped pleading and quieted to groans and whimpers. Jack resisted the urge to rub the man's back. This was the stage he needed to get him too, past the fake crying and into the real pain. He grabbed up the belt.

"Sssss. Mmmmph"

"You know better than to take Torchwood property off premises. Isn't that right", Jack brought the belt down sharply.

"Y-yes sir"

"You've got ten coming. Count them loud."

"Aggh… one sir"

"Agghhaaah…. two sir"

"Three, sir. Please."

"Mmmmmm, four sir"

"…five sir"

"Gah. Seven sir"

"What was that?" Jack landed the belt quickly three times in a row.

"Ahhoww. Umm six? I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean it. I swear"

"You need to be more careful. If it happens again, we'll start over."

"Nooo sir. I won't. I swear. Please"

"Okay, then. Start from seven"

"Owww. Seven sir"

"Mmmph. Eight. Sir."

"Nine si-ir"

"Oh god. Ten sir. Ohhhhhh. Owwwww", Owen knew better than to stand up. He waited for Jack to inspect his handiwork. For once, the captain didn't add any blows. He lifted Owen, pulled his underwear and pants up and called both of his team members to him, pulling them into a hug. The two of them cried on his shoulders until they'd gotten themselves together.

"Bloody hell. I'm not going to sit for another week."

"Yeah, well at least you're alive. Suzie died because she forgot how we work here. We're a team. We work together, and not for personal gain. Forgetting that, even on a small level, is the first step to going over the edge", Toshiko and Owen nodded

"Alright then, go home and get some rest. We've got a big day tomorrow. If my hunches are right, we're going to have a new member on the team"