Hope is caught smoking with Rafael and has a surprise visit from her uncle Kol. How will he decide to punish her?
After Alaric had properly punished Hope, she promised to do better but then Landon texted and she couldn't stay strong for long. How was she supposed to say no to the only boy she's ever connected with? Besides, it's not like he would ever find out. Everyone had been sworn to secrecy, MG, the twins, and Rafael. Hope sat under the bleachers smoking pot with Rafael.
"Will Hope Mikaelson report to the dean's office?"
Alaric's voice blared over the mic, Hope rolled her eyes and handed her blunt to Rafael. Rafael took a puff before asking.
"What do you think it's about?"
"I don't know probably something I did. I'm just gonna get another one of his "pep talks"."
She said with an eye roll blowing out the smoke. She got up and dusted her skirt. She walked upstairs and swung the dean's door open.
"What's up Ric?"
She looked inside to see Ric at his desk talking to someone, the person turned around. Her eyes widened. Her stomach turned. This could not be happening.
"U-Uncle Kol?"
She spoke, her voice trembled. He smirked, he stood up and walked over to Hope. He hugged her, she exhaled with a chuckle.
"My favorite niece."
He smiled.
"Uh, w-what are you doing here?"
"I promised I'd visit."
"R-Right. Ric why didn't you say anything?"
"I-
"He wanted it to be a surprise but, uh we were talking about your time at this school. He told me that you've been skipping classes. What's that about?"
"I-I h-haven't."
"Really? Are you calling Mr. Saltzman a liar?"
"N-No?"
She responded unsurely, Kol smiled petting her hair. Kol was always her favorite uncle, but when it came to school he was a nightmare. He was ruthless when it came to her school work. She knew every time he so-called "visited" she had to be doing something wrong. He last visited her when she was twelve, and after that visit, she couldn't sit down comfortably for two weeks.
"Hmm. Well, he also let me look at your file. You've been quite the trouble maker recently, not that I blame you it literally runs in your blood, but it's no excuse, Hope."
"I-I know."
"Do you?"
He opens her file and begins to read. She nods frantically and plays with her fingers looking down at the ground.
"Underaged use of drugs and alcohol, theft, absences, and my favorite, violence. This.."
He said waving the file in her face.
"Is un-bloody-acceptable!"
He shouted angrily throwing her file at the wall making her flinch. She stammered in fear. There was no scenario in which this ended well for Hope.
"U-Uncle Kol-
"Don't "Uncle Kol" me! Now, Mr. Saltzman is going to leave us so we can have a private chat about your future, and when he does you are going to strip."
"W-What?! You mean take off my underwear?!"
"Take off everything!"
"Uncle Kol! You can't be serious-
"Hope!"
He shouted, she flinched and looked down. She thought of Alaric spanking her bare ass was humiliating, this was going to make her want to kill herself. Alaric cleared his throat feeling uncomfortable.
"Kol don't be too rough with her-
"That'll be all Mr. Saltzman."
Kol said Alaric walked out of the room shutting the door behind him. Kol circled Hope, smelling the air. She was beyond terrified. Kol could either be her sweetest dream or her most bitter nightmare.
"So is it true?"
"N-No uncle Kol! I didn't do any of that!"
"Hmm. Then why do I smell weed on you?"
He asked she tensed. She stuttered brushing a stray hair behind her ear.
"I-It's not weed! I-I don't smoke!"
"Lying? To me? C'mon Hope you know better than that. And why aren't you stripping?"
"Y-Your serious?!"
"As a heart attack. Do it, or I do it for you and I'll leave a lot more bruises."
He said she was already embarrassed. She didn't want to strip in front of her uncle, but she also didn't want him to do it for her. She gulped and took her blazer off slowly tossing it aside.
"Faster!"
He commanded, she flinched, quickly unbuttoning her shirt. So fast, her trembling hands fumbled over the buttons. As she took the shirt off, she felt her cheeks get red as her red lacy bra began to show.
"P-Please uncle Kol! Anything but this! I-I'll do the dishes! No magic for a month! No werewolf shifting! Just please don't make me do this-
"This isn't a negotiation. Now I told you to do it, or I'll do it for you. Do want me to rip the shirt off of you?"
"N-No."
"Then do it!"
She took off her shirt and threw it aside. She used her arms to cover herself and looked down in shame.
"Why are you stopping? You still have clothes on."
"U-Uncle Kol-
"Hope Mikaelson!"
His voice boomed throughout the room, she shuddered and winced. God, she was terrified of him when he got this way. She took off her skirt and covered herself.
"There. I stripped."
"No, you haven't. I told you to take everything off."
"What?! Y-You can't do this! I-I'll tell aunt Becca or aunt Freya-
"Go ahead, they already approved of this, despite their reluctance they know this is right. They both had to go through the exact same thing with Mikael when they were younger."
"You're taking parenting techniques from Mikael!? Are you joking right now!?"
In the blink of an eye, he was behind her. He grabbed her cheeks roughly, she whimpered. He whispered in her ear.
"Yell at me one more time, and I go into town and kill that boy you've been seeing. What's his name? Lincoln? Larry? Oh, yes, Landon."
"Wait! No! Please don't!"
She struggled to talk her grip on her cheeks so strong.
"Then do as I say."
"O-Ok! Ok!"
He let go roughly, she whimpered in pain. He was so rough with her, this was worse than Alaric. Worse than she could've ever expected. Kol sat at Alaric's desk and put his feet up with a smirk.
"You like showing off your body for that townee right? Show it to me."
"Uncle Kol it isn't like that-
"Hope."
Kol gritted through his teeth, the veins ran up to his blood-filled eyes causing Hope to flinch. She got the message. She unhooked her bra and sighed. This was so embarrassing. She avoided his eyes as she took the straps off. Kol sat up and leaned forward.
"Do you look away when you do this for Landon?"
"W-What?"
"When you strip for that boy? Do you look away?"
"I-I don't strip for Landon! Uncle Kol, I swear-
"Save me the lies. Look me in the eyes as you do it."
"P-Please don't make me-
"Aw is this making you uncomfortable?"
He mocked, he almost sounded sincere, almost. She nodded with a sniffle, near tears.
"Well, this wouldn't be a punishment if you were comfortable. You should've thought of the consequences when you were smoking pot, drinking alcohol, sleeping with Landon, stealing, and everything else you've done."
"I-I won't do it again I promise!"
"Oh I know you won't Hope, I'll make sure of it. Take off your underwear and get on my lap."
"Y-Your lap!? Y-You can't spank me with your strength! You'll bruise me!"
"Seems to me like you don't mind bruises. Nice hickey by the way."
He said pointing to a bruise on her chest, she blushed and covered herself immediately. She took off her underwear and covered her body bashfully. She felt so vulnerable. She hated it.
"Come."
"Uncle Kol-
"Now!"
She rushed over to his lap, and hesitantly nibbled at the tip of her fingers.
"P-Please Uncle Kol-
She yelped as he grabbed her arm and yanked her over his lap. He swatted her ass, harder than Alaric. Tears flooded to her eyes immediately, but she held them back.
"No Uncle, please! No!"
She whined.
"Please what Hope? Time and time again Alaric has given you chances to better yourself, too many chances. Now I'm here to force you to better yourself, there is no, please. I won't show any mercy."
"H-How many am I getting?"
"As much as I see fit."
He spanked her again, she clenched with a scream.
"Ow! I-I'll do better uncle! Just please stop it hurts!"
"I know, it hurts me too Hope."
He slapped her ass twice, it was bright red already. Hope was near her breaking point, and it was only her fourth spank.
"Smoking weed? Are you serious?"
He scoffs to himself smacking her rear at a constant rhythm and she flinches every time.
"That's what this is for? Smoking?"
"No! This is about everything! Coming home drunk way past your curfew, leaving school to have sex, not wearing underwear half the time, the backtalk to teachers, the violence against students- This isn't strike one Hope! This isn't even strike thirty! I don't think you understand that if you get expelled there isn't another school for the supernatural we can just send you to! This is it, Hope! You only have one opportunity to better yourself and you're blowing it!"
He said grabbing a handful of her hair, she gasped as her neck flung back. She groaned.
"Agh! I-I'm sorry ok!?"
"I'm sure you are, but we're not through yet."
He lifts both his hands in the air and slaps her cheeks. She shoots straight up with a groan, her eyes shifted to gold and she growled. She drops back down on his lap with a groan, her eyes turned back to its natural blue color. She tried to catch her breath, but the pain was unbearable.
"Control yourself."
"It's hard to...do that when you're hurting me. All I...wanna...do is rip you're head off!"
She said in between breaths. He grabbed her by the throat.
"What was that? I suggest you mind your tongue when talking to me."
"I-I can't t-take anymore...please.
She pleaded. He just nodded and sucked his teeth in disappointment. He raised his hand to spank her again, she covered her bottom and cried:
"No please! W-What do you want me to do!? I-I'm sorry I swear!"
He gripped both of her wrists tightly, she groaned in pain. His strength was too much. She started kicking and screaming.
"Stop it! Stop! I'm too fucking old for this shit! I'm tired of everyone acting like they're my fucking parents! You can't do this to me you dick-
In a split second she felt his hands around her jaw, she was yanked back onto her feet while Kol squeezed her cheeks tight. He was angry, livid. She regretted everything in a split second.
"You listen to me very carefully Andrea,
He used her middle name, she was in deep trouble now. She whimpered trying to fight his strength but failing.
"You may not be my daughter, but you are my responsibility, as you are Alaric's. It is our job to teach and guide you because Niklaus isn't here to do it himself. You do not tell me what I can or cannot do. Do you understand me?"
"Go...to...hell."
Hope gritted through her locked jaw bravely. He bent her over the desk in a second and landed five quick swats on her backside. She kicked and moaned loudly.
"Ahhhh, Uncle Kol! Owww! It fucking stings! S-Stop!"
He pulled her back up roughly and asked again.
"Do you understand me-
"Yes! I fucking understand you-
"What did I say about swearing!?"
He barked at her loudly, she flinched looking away in fear and tried to keep the tears at bay while her lips trembled.
"Look at me, Andrea!"
He said pulling her head back to him.
"What did I say?"
"It's unbecoming and unladylike."
She replied softly.
"Exactly. So, have we come to an understanding about you're behavior or do you need to be punished further?"
She averted her eyes, her bottom was experiencing an entirely new form of pain but her pride was too strong. She was her mother's daughter, she couldn't dare sacrifice her pride.
"Andrea-
"Ok! Ok! Yes!"
"Yes, who?"
"Yes, uncle Kol."
She muttered bashfully. He let go of jaw roughly, she sniffled holding back her tears.
"Good, if I hear any more of these behavioral issues I'll be back. Are we clear?"
Hope looked at the ground covering herself in shame. She nodded slowly.
"Words Andrea, use your words."
"Yes, uncle Kol."
"Good."
He answered