I had artfully avoided the top floor of the house when I got home from school. I knew that upstairs my father would be waiting in my room to punish me. Candy was a minor set back and then the fact my dad came down earlier than I expected and had slipped in my Faygo trail.
"StRiDeR jArEsOn MaKaRa CoMe HeRe RiGhT nOw!" He ordered standing cross armed in the middle of the white room. He never went over hand spankings but I knew he wasn't the one punishing me today, or was he? I was so caught up in thought I didn't realize one of my horns was being grabbed until I was lifted a few inches off the ground.
I jerked downward and scurried out the side of the couch, my dad in pursuit. I artfully ran through the living room and the den, I used a trick I saw Candy do multiple times when her father chased her. If I leaned forward when I was running but ran backwards it caught them off guard. My father ran into the wall giving me clear way to run upstairs.
Karkat was walking out of Candies room, nearly being hit by me if it had not been for the fact the stairs were beside him. I ran up the stairs and to the fourth floor, artfully hiding behind a plant. My angry father walked past then back down stairs without realizing where I was. After a few minutes I headed up to the attic forgetting one tiny little detail, well ok more like a giant detail a, Grand high giant detail; my ancestor and dancestor.
I darted up the creaky stairs. The door was slightly ajar making it easy to get in. The attic was big and scary, or as Candy would have said "VOO-GRAND HIGH BLOOD-DOO FLOOR!"
Candy...at the thought of my friend I felt bad, not only had I betrayed her but I had also broken out best friend code by going into unexplored grounds without her. She would have made funny new words like "GRAND-FLOOD BLOOD" or "KUR-LOSE HIS PANTS HERE!" to make the attic seem friendlier. Various bottles and weapons littered the floor and I had to be careful to avoid them. I wanted to cry but what would that show? It would mean weakness, besides it may gain me some unwanted attention.
A movement caught my eye, I turned and saw myself face-to-face with my dancestor, Kurloz. I squealed in fear and found myself in his arms before I even had a chance to back away. He gave me a thoughtful smile, which turned to a thoughtful smirk, and then a classic Kurloz Smile. I gave him a meek Strider-gonna-Stride smirk causing him to give me a cuddle. Kurloz set me down on the ground and I started to head back the way I had came up.
"GOING SOMEWHERE JARESON?" A voice roared like a thousand lions behind me. I froze in fear that if I even blinked I'd be squished like a bug. Only one person called me by my middle name alone and that was only when I was bad. "I BELIEVE THIS PLACE IS OFF LIMITS TO ALL CHILDREN OF THE HOUSEHOLD UNLESS INVITED!"
I turned and saw a giant clad in purple and black, its face covered in its usual scary makeup looming over 9 feet over me. My ancestor stood with his his giant arms crossed and a angry look on his face. Beside him stood Kurloz waving at me giving me a classic Kurloz smile.
"I-I-I was just about to go downstaiws..." I said not even above a whisper. I was sweating and my purple pants were beginning to stick to my legs. I took a step backwards only to be shot a look even scarier than any my father could give, I froze instantly.
"YOU SHALL NOT LEAVE UNTIL I OFFER YOU LEISURE OF THE DOWNSTAIRS!" He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to his black bed. He removed my pants and looked down at me. "AND THAT IS TO BE GIVEN AFTER I PUNISH YOU!"
I squealed and thought about running away. He would catch me and punish me harder than intended before. I knew I was to ask to be punished, he did it as a reminder to respect elders and higher blood types.
"ASK ME TO PUNISH YOU FOR YOUR WRONG DOING!" He ordered I did as he said and asked. I told you he'd make me ask and best to do it rather than disobey.
"P'ease p-p-punish me for my wongdoing..." I stuttered. He shook his head disapprovingly.
"DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO RESPECT YOUR ELDERS?" He asked angrily. "FIRST OFF YOU DO NOT COMMAND YOU ASK! SECOND YOU ADRESS THEM WITH SIR OR MA'AM, BUT IN THIS CASE YOU WILL REFER TO ME BY MY TITLE! THIRD YOU MUST STATE THE THING YOU DID AND APOLOGIZE FOR DOING IT! UNDERSTOOD?"
"Y-y-yes s-s-sir..." I answered as Kurloz watched from his bed. Kurloz gave me two thumbs up as a way of encouragement.
"TRY AGAIN!" My ancestor ordered me. I gulped in fear as he loomed 9 feet over me even sitting down.
"Grand blood," I paused unsure if I was doing it right. My ancestor gave a small nod of approval. I continued in a small voice. "I-I-I went where I wasn't supposed to..."
My voice trailed off as he put up a hand the size of a watermelon. "THIS IS ALSO YOUR PUNISHMENT FOR FIGHTING SO ADD THAT TO!"
My orange eyes widened in fear. Grand high blood tapped his foot as if he was losing patience. "I also got into 29 fights at school. C-C-Can you p'ease fowgive me for my bad behaivow and s-s-s-s-s-s-spank me..." I winced and stuttered with every word I spoke.
"STEP FORWARD!" My ancestor ordered uncrossing his arms. I did as he said and took a step forward. He then picked me up and set me on his lap so my legs were between his thighs, my hands were trapped under his right leg and my butt was fully exposed.
I noticed a mirror not that far to my left. Out of the corner of my eye I watched in horror as he raised his left hand past his shoulder.
SSSSSSMMMAAAAAAAACKKKK!
I jerked forward and felt a cry escape my mouth. I had never been spanked so hard in my life! Tears flowed from my eyes and onto the floor. Another smack was given to me a bit harder than the first.
SSSSSSSSSMMMAAAAAAAACKKKK!
in the mirror I could see that my bottom was already dark purple, after two good smacks from my father it would still be grey but from my ancestor two good smacks were far worse. I cried in fear, if this continued I would have no but and literally not be able to sit for weeks!
My punishment continued on. After 10 more smacks he paused, and grabbed a thin stick. Confused I turned my head and faced him, my face teary and confused at once. He used the stick to point to the spot my head had just been. Slowly I placed it there face-down. My ancestor put his arm over me so I couldn't move my head, my view of the mirror was blocked.
VWOOOSH!
The sound of a stick being swung through the air came to my attention. I realized then what the stick was for just as it was brought down on my sore behind. I tried to escape the pain only to be pushed farther back than I had already been.
"STOP MOVING UNLESS YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO GIVE YOU EXTRA!" My ancestor ordered bringing down two more painful wooshes.
"Y-y-yes EE! S-s-sir!" I said squeaking as the tiny tree limb was bought down on my left cheek.
"GOOD BOY YOU REMEMBERED TO MIND YOUR MANNERS!" He congratulated me as he bought the switch down again. I felt like crying out but I couldn't my mouth was to dry. "JUST A FEW MORE NOW THEN YOUR FREE! BUT DONT THINK USING MANNERS WILL SAVE YOU NOW!"
VWOOSH!
"I'M SOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWY!" I yelped shooting up in pain. My ancestor had removed his arm so he could grab the bottom of my shirt to reveal more skin to hit at my waist. I felt his legs loosen up enough to free my hands, I tried to pull my shirt back down to no prevail. My ancestor then pinned my arms behind me with one hand as he finished my punishment with the other.
SMAAAAAAAAAACCCCK! SMAAAAAAAAAACCCCK! SMAAAAAAAAAACCCCK!
I was a teary mess when I felt my legs be freed. Grand high blood picked me up and allowed me to hug his neck. My pants were put back on, and fortunately for me I had been wearing baggy pajama pants so it didn't hurt as bad.
"NOW THANK ME FOR SPANKING YOU!" He ordered rubbing my back gently. He started walking to the stairwell.
"WAH! T-T-Tha[HIC]nk y-y-you fo[HICHICHIC] fow s-s-s-spanking[Hic] m-m-me!" I said in between hiccups. He patted my back twice.
"NOW I HOPE THIS WILL NOT NEED TO BE REPEATED!" He said giving me to Kurloz who had been waiting at the stairs. Kurloz carried me to my father who made sure he had his arm on my sting rear.
On the way to my room I was lectured on behaviors and expectations in school along with my father's anger in my violent behavior. I was given a few firm spanks as my dad helped me change clothes and I was put to bed, I turned onto my stomach and sniffled. I fell asleep crying and thoughts of being bottomless in my mind.
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