I struggled over Dad's shoulder, trying to get down. I knew exactly what was coming! "Okay, bad idea, I get it. You can't blame me for trying. I didn't want a spanking today."
"I don't care what you didn't want, I only care about what you need. And what Tyler needs."
"Well I don't need a spanking per say." I said thoughtfully. I felt a swat to my backside and cringed.
"Stop sassing me, Malachai Parker." He ordered. I nodded.
"Well to be honest, I'm trying to manipulate you, which your obviously too smart for." I felt myself draped across his lap. I had no time to prepare myself as he quickly downed my pants and boxers before giving me the first painful swat. "Ow! That hurts." I complained.
"Not as much as it would have if I lost you." He replied. I felt something then. It was strange. All I could describe it as was a bad feeling, like I did something that hurt him and that made me feel… bad. Ashamed wouldn't be the right word. Maybe what I'm experiencing is called… guilt? Is this what guilt feels like? It's the same feeling I had when I learned I had actually attacked Bonnie.
"I'm sorry." I whispered sincerely.
"I'm glad you understand the gravity of your action Malachai, but you still need to learn the lesson." I grimaced, squirming over his lap, feeling uncomfortable. Usually he let me up when I understood what I did was wrong, or finished telling me why what I did was wrong. This time was obviously different.
"I have learned." I whined, my struggles becoming more forceful.
"You haven't, Malachai. Now stop struggling so much or I'll change your position." I stopped struggling. I've seen the different positions he's willing to punish in. I would prefer to just lay across his lap. I yelped as a harder swat landed on my already stinging backside. I whimpered and struggled again, kicking. "If you've learned your lesson, you'll be able to tell me what you did wrong."
"I didn't do anything, I swear. I was just testing a hypothesis. I didn't intend to hurt you." I whined, this was becoming more and more painful. We were reaching the level of when Damon spanked me, but Damon was different than Klaus. So obviously I hurt him bad. I felt him move from my backside to my thighs. I felt myself ready to actually sob. Which I usually didn't do when it came to Klaus.
"You didn't do anything? Really. I'd say purposefully getting bit by a hybrid is something!" He scolded, harder than he had been. "Malachai, you could have died! What would you have done if you couldn't siphon the bite away? Come to me, asking for a cure, expecting me to not be furious at the two of you, knowing I have a rule against putting your life in danger?" I blushed. That was exactly what I had thought.
"No." I replied stiffly. I felt a harder smack to my undercurve and I cried out, tears beginning to roll down my face.
"Do not lie to me, Malachai Parker." I let myself cry freely over his lap. The 'guilt' was becoming worse. "That is another rule I have, and you know it."
"I-I'm s-sorry." I cried.
"Now let's try it again." I whimpered, shoving my face into Dad's side. "What did you do?"
"I-I had-d Ty-ler b-bite m-me." I sobbed.
"And what do hybrid bites do?" I moaned, not wanting to answer that question. He knew what they did, but with another harsh swat to my undercurve and sit spots, I began to cry harder.
"K-kill." I wailed. He ruffled my hair.
"Good boy, Kai. We're almost through." This did little to make me feel better. "How would I have felt if you'd died? Or Tyler? Elijah?" I felt my guilt grow intensely as I went limp over his lap, wailing out my guilt. "I don't want to hear you getting purposefully hurt again, am I understood?" He asked. I nodded. Even though he delivered a light swat to my thigh, it still hurt like hell. "Verbal response, please Kai."
"U-under-rstood-d." I wailed before breaking down. "I-I'm s-so sorrrriieee. Sssso s-so sorriiee. P-lease ffforgiiive meee." He pulled my pants and boxers back up before sitting me on his lap. He rubbed my back and gave me kisses, hugging me tight to him. I gripped the fabric of his shirt to make sure he didn't leave.
"Shush, Kai Kai. It's okay. You're forgiven. Shh. I've got you." I managed to calm down to whimpers a few minutes later, continuing to cling to Dad. "There, you see? Not so bad. I love you Kai Kai. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. So, please, be more careful. I don't want to lose you. I love you."
"It hurts." I whined, stammering.
"It's supposed to hurt. It's a punishment." He replied, nuzzling me. I smiled despite my sullenness. "And that means no blood until tomorrow after lunch." I frowned.
"But-"
"Kai." He said, a warning to his voice. I stopped, my bottom lip sticking out.
"What if I get hungry?"
"Then I'll feed you human food. No blood until tomorrow after lunch. Am I clear?" I refused to meet his gaze or reply. I was surprised when he made me look at him. "Am I clear?" He asked slowly. I gulped, knowing exactly what would happen if I said no or disobeyed him on this.
"You're clear." I whispered, sulking even more. He gave me a bright smile and I gave a weak smile back.
"Don't pout Kai. It's not that long."
"That's easy for you to say, you're not the one who just got their ass burned." He suddenly gave me a stern look. He smacked my wrist and I gasped, more from the surprise than the pain.
"Don't use foul language Kai. I may have just given you a spanking, but I'm not afraid to add more and putting a bar of soap in your mouth." I whined at his threat, looking down.
"I'm sorry Dad." I whispered. He gave my forehead a kiss.
"You're forgiven Kai. It was an accident, and I meant what I said. It's not that long." With that he let me up off his lap, gave me a hug.