Chapter 7
"Go to your room and get ready for bed; I'll be up in a few minutes for our discussion on lying, dear," El directed her 'son' much to his dismay.
"You were serious? El I thought you were only teasing me earlier to make a point.
I don't want a spanking," whined Neal giving her his patent 'puppy dog eyes' expression.
El had to stifled her laugh and said sternly, "then you shouldn't have lied to me…now go on up unless you want me to start now?" she added with a twinkle in her eyes.
"NO…I'm going," Neal replied as he drudged up the stairs to his room to get ready for bed and the spanking he was promised earlier.
As soon as Neal had left them El collapsed on the sofa and started to laugh joined by her husband a minute later. "It's hard raising a teenager, isn't it El?" remarked Peter with smile.
"Oh, honey I hate to spank him when he turns those puppy dog eyes on me. I know he changed the birth certificate to keep out of the system: I've heard many horror stories coming out of there."
"But there are so many more where the kids were treated like beloved members of the family; it's just that the media doesn't report them as often. When Neal changed his birth certificate he placed himself in danger of what might have happened. It's a good thing that Mozzie found him when he did. He protected him like an older brother even though he also taught him what has got him in trouble now…something we will have to break and that is why you must give him the spanking he deserves," Peter said to buster El's resolve.
"I know and I'm going but first a stop in the kitchen for my implement. I'm going to use my new wooden spatula on him instead of the spoon," El replied with a sigh and soon was on her way to Neal's room to try it out.
She wasn't surprised to find Neal not only ready for bed but in it with the lights out pretending to be asleep. "Oh Neal you do make this difficult," she muttered as she entered turning on the lights as she went.
"That was the idea…did it work?" came the whisper question from the bed.
"It might have if you were actually asleep," replied El with a laugh.
"Drat! I knew I should have kept quiet a bit longer," replied Neal as he sat up.
El came by and sat on the edge of his bed, "Neal you know that I love you as a son?"
Neal nodded.
"And that I only want the best for you?"
Again a nod.
"Then it is my duty to punish you when you blatantly lie to me."
"But why does it have to be a spanking?"
"Because it seems to work the best on you…although sometimes it takes several
applications before it starts to sink in," replied El as she kissed him on the forehead before pulling at his arm to get up.
Neal allowed himself to be pulled out and he got out to stand next to her. "Where do you want me?"
"Over the desk will be fine…and Neal please lower your pajama bottoms please…lying is a serious offense that requires punishment to be applied there," ordered El firmly.
Neal reluctantly did as he was told and bent over holding on to the desk for support. El didn't keep him waiting long before she landed the first stroke to the middle if his buttocks following it with several more wanting this punishment to be over as quickly as possible.
"Yeowwww….not so hard El…owwww…owwwww…owwww," Neal cried as he felt the tears start to run down his face. El for her part kept the licks coming painting his bottom a bight shade of red before ending up with a flurry of licks to his sit spots that cause Neal to start sobbing. "I-I'm sorry-y-y," he sobbed as he felt his pajamas bottoms being pulled up before being pulled into his 'mom's' arms for comfort.
"I'm sorry too that I had to do that, son; but I want this lying to stop, especially to me or your family. I know you have to play a certain part while undercover but it should never apply to family and I hope I have made the right impression on why you will not do it again," El lectured as she rubbed his back and helped him back into bed.
Neal immediately turned on his side so his sore bottom wouldn't be touching and he could see El.
"I'll t-try but I have been doing it for such an l-long time it is going to be h-hard to stop-p-p," he explained as he struggled to get his emotions back in line.
"Just try and we will help you break the habit," assured El as she played with his hair in an effort to get him to sleep.
"But your way always gives me a sore butttt," yawned Neal before drifting off to sleep.
El leaned down and kissed him on the cheek before pulling up the covers and leaving the room turning off the lights as she went. She immediately went downstairs dropping the spatula off as she went and accepting the glass of wine Peter was holding. She took a long swallow before turning to her husband, "thanks I needed this."
The two went to their room to walk and get ready for bed. "Well, do you think it will do any good?" Peter asked El.
"Oh, yeah. He knows he is loved and not to lie to me again but I don't know about you or James, that might take more applications before that comes to a total end," El replied with a laugh.
"You are probably right; I had better warn James."
"Peter, are you going to spank him for what he did to Arty…the breaking and entering and planting the bus?" El asked worriedly.
"Don't you think he deserves it?"
"Absolutely but Arty did such a good job of punishing him when he caught him and I've added to the heat can't you let your punishment be something other than a spanking?" pleaded El.
Peter paused for a moment before he smiled, "I think that can be arranged, but enough about our problem 'child' let's spend the rest of the night for only us."
The day had started off pretty good, as soon as he awoke Neal staggered downstairs half asleep for breakfast which he ate standing up. "Neal I talked it over with Peter and he's agreed that you have been spanked enough so your backside is safe from further punishment," El said as she poured him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks Mom," Neal replied with a smile. "Then after breakfast I'll get dressed and go home," he added happily.
"Not so fast buddy, El said that I wasn't going to spank you but you are still not off the hook for punishment," corrected Peter. "I've decided that your punishment this time will be a chore that should take you the whole day to complete…so after your shower I would recommend you dressing in a pair of jeans, t-shirt and jacket because I have volunteered you to assist me this weekend with my Cub Scouts Camp out."
Neal stopped dead and looked with dread in Peter's direction.
"One of the parents couldn't make it due to illness and we were going to have to cancel when El requested that I find another way to punish you other than spanking your butt and I thought this would be the ideal punishment," Peter explained.
"You have got to be kidding…I'm not going to do that."
"And why not…you will be assigned a tent along with three kids and then help me however I request…it will be a piece of cake."
"NO! I rather take the spanking," argued Neal.
"Too late I've already told the kids that we are going and I'm not going to disappoint them…you are going," Peter argued back, "and if you don't agree I will spank you and tell your father to do so as well and in the end bring you along. So what will it be? Will you be coming along with a sore butt or without one?"
It didn't take Neal long to decide, "Without one," replied a defeated Neal.
"Good, you are going to need at least three changes of clothes but if I were you I would pack a bit extra just in case…and Neal if you misbehave out there remember you will be surrounded by trees…I will have no trouble finding something to use on your butt," warned Peter as he happily got ready for work.
The camping trip would be in two days and he figured that El's spanking would have rubbed off by then…he already envisioned the wonderful time they would have.
