Pairing: Rebekah/Davina-(F/f) hairbrush
Klaus/Matt (M/m) paddle
Matt was so furious. That damn Miss Monroe had given him a detention on the second day of school for talking, or all things. He had been asking Abby Crawford out to the Grill for tomorrow night and boom it was, "Are we interrupting you, Mr. Donovan?"
He wanted to say, Hey remember, when you were chained up in our basement, you dumb hunter?
Matt's anger is what sparked him to retort, "Yes, Miss, or Professor Monroe, I was asking Miss Crawford out for tomorrow? Is that a problem for you?"
"No, of course, not. You can discuss it with her after detention with me tonight? Now, where were we?" Monroe said continuing her lesson on Hamlet, another thing Matt had no interest in.
No, no, no.
"Hey dumb ass, heard you already got detention from the new English teacher," Tyler said grabbing Matt by the neck in the hallway.
"Yeah, I was asking out Abby Crawford and she says yes and boom! I get screamed it. So I try to apologize after class. No mercy. I have to get the form signed, too. I'm dead," Matt finished.
"I don't know. If you just give it to Dad tonight, I don't think he'll freak. Honestly, you might be grounded for tomorrow, but you can go out with Abby next weekend," Tyler maintained.
"On the detention slip that I have to get signed, it says 'classroom disruption/disrespect'...You seriously think that is not going to get me a sore ass and a grounding? It's the second day of fucking school!" Matt shouted.
"Dude, keep your voice down or you will be getting in more trouble. Okay, so that's not great. I mean the only other option is...," Tyler started.
"What? Just spit it out. I'm on the edge here," Matt emphasized.
"Forge the slip. Keep your mouth shut, go to the Grill tomorrow with Abby and you were at a club meeting after school today. Take the activity bus home," Tyler imparted with a grin.
"Man, something tells me you have done this before," Matt grinned.
"Many times my friend. Never got caught, but don't drag me into it if you get busted. I mean it, Matt. I know nothing about it," Tyler continued.
"No problem, Ty. I'm not a total dumb ass," Matt went on.
Matt called Klaus at lunch and asked if he could go to a criminal justice club meeting after school. Klaus offered to pick him up, but Matt said he could take the activity bus home. Matt's face burned with shame. Klaus was so nice to him and always believed the best in him. He almost called back and told him the truth. Then, Matt thought about Abby Crawford and decided it was worth it.
At the detention, Miss Monroe made him start reading Hamlet on his own. After three sentences, he was completely confused and drifted off. He supposed he could have asked her for help, but he really wasn't interested. He just wanted to go home, he was hungry. She let him go with a reminder to get that detention slip signed. Matt assured her that he would tonight.
"Hey son, how was your meeting?" Klaus asked putting his arm around him.
"Okay. Not that many guys showed up. A little lame, I guess. Where is everyone?" Matt asked pouring himself some orange juice. The container of blood in the frig no longer phased him.
"I think the guys are upstairs. Rebekah, Davina, and Finn went clothes shopping. Freya is with Henrik downstairs. I'm going to go paint. Stop by if you need help with your school work," Klaus said kissing him on the forehead. Matt blushed a little. His mother had only been affectionate with him when she was in a happy drunk state. Matt thought about his lie and his face fell.
"What's wrong, Matthew?" Klaus said. He could always detect changes in heart beat.
"Ah, nothing. I forget I have to read a chapter for history," Matt lied and took his glass upstairs and an apple from the bowl on the counter.
Klaus knew Matt was lying about something.
The next school day passed slowly. There was an assembly in the afternoon. Bonnie sat by Jeremy and they laughed the whole time. She had always just thought of him as Elena's little brother, but he was bulking up and getting taller.
"Jer, have you been working out?" Bonnie said feeling his biceps.
"I have been, yes. Thank you for noticing. Tyler and Matt sort of made me at first, but now I like it," Jeremy said flushing at the attention.
"Hey Bonnie, thanks again for doing the Hunter's Mark spell. You have no idea how crazy shit was getting. I just, really appreciate it," Jeremy admitted.
"That's what I do, Jer. Help people. Bennett witches have been doing it in this town since the founding," Bonnie informed him.
"Hmm, I don't think I knew that. Interesting," Jeremy said noticing her eyes.
"You coming to the Grill tonight?" she asked.
"Of course," Jeremy said.
Kol's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw Davina's outfit the next night. She wore a very short, tight leather skirt with a silky gold tank top rimmed in fur. Her boots had high heels and laced up to her knees. Was this his sister's outfit? It was scandalous, but he liked it. He just hoped the other gents didn't also like it as much. They all quickly left because they knew it was going to be packed. There was a band and if they didn't get there early, they wouldn't get tickets. Kol was driving Davina, Tyler, and Jeremy. Matt took a separate truck to pick up Abby and meet them there.
Since Klaus had spanked Henrik, the boy seemed to cling to him. Freya thought it was cute. Finn seemed jealous, but when Freya tried to pay more attention to him, he pulled back. She wondered if he was regressing due to the biology of his younger body. You can't really be an old, mature, soul in a young, healthy, energetic vessel, she thought.
"Let's watch a movie," Klaus suggested. Rebekah made popcorn. She kept checking her phone to see if Marcel and Elijah could make an earlier flight.
They picked some animated movie that none of them really understand. Henrik seemed to like it. Finn was sitting off to side on the floor by himself glaring as Klaus and Henrik were cuddled up in a blanket.
"Finn, come sit with us," Klaus encouraged.
"No, you don't want me there," Finn mumbled.
"Yes, we do. Hurry up. The movie is starting," Klaus repeated.
"No," Finn said unhappily.
"Finn, don't make me get up," Klaus said moving Henrik a little.
Klaus vamped up and picked up Finn and brought him over to the couch. Finn huffed and acted put out. Klaus started tickling him and then Henrik until they were both giggling and kicking all the pillows off of the couch.
"I'm going to pause it. It's starting. Idiots," Rebekah yelled laughing.
Klaus ended up with his arm around both of them. He kissed Finn's head, "See, we always wanted you here."
"But I'm your older brother, Niklaus," Finn protested.
"Not anymore," he replied starting to tickle him again until the girls yelled at them to stop.
As they were fooling around, a stack of books flew off the coffee table. Freya gathered them up and noticed a slip of paper.
"Matt already got a detention? That's not like him," Freya frowned.
"What? Let me see that," Klaus said reaching for the yellow slip.
"Classroom disruption, disrespect? He said he had a club meeting? He lied! This is not my signature," Klaus said looking at his sisters.
Matt flirted with Abby like crazy. They made out a little in the truck.
"Hey, sorry that you got a detention for asking me out," Abby said laughing.
"Yes, who gives out detention on the second day of school? She's a piece of work," Matt griped.
"I guess cause she was a college professor. I don't know. Did your parents care?" Abby pressed.
"Ah, well, I kind of forged the slip. I was afraid I'd get grounded and you wouldn't want to postpone this date...," Matt drifted off.
"Oh Matt, I've been waiting for you to ask me out since you and Elena broke up. I would have waited," Abby reported.
"I felt terrible. I lied to my dad and...Hey Abby, did you care if I take you home. I think I'm just going to confess," Matt asked softly.
When Kol, Davina, Tyler, and Jeremy got home, Freya had just taken the younger boys up to bed. Kol smiled at Davina and jogged up to help her.
Rebekah turned and looked at Davina in horror, "What in the bloody hell are you wearing, young lady?"
"Um, clothes!" Davina snarled embarrassed to be reprimanded in front of the other boys.
Klaus had the detention slip in his hand and was coming in front the great room. He saw Davina and didn't say a word.
"Hi kids, Tyler, Jeremy, have a good time? You guys get to bed, okay? Matt is going to be seeing me before bed, so don't wait up," Klaus said hugging them.
Rebekah was still yelling at Davina. Klaus went over to the drawer and took out the paddle and put it on the counter with the detention slip. He grabbed another blank paper and wrote, "Matthew, Get ready for bed and then come see me. Bring the paddle. I love you, Dad."
Davina's eyes widened when she saw the paddle and for a second she thought it was for her.
"You're not using that on me!" she screeched at Klaus.
"No, darling. But maybe that will change if you keep up this attitude. Sister, I'm sure you have things well in hand here," Klaus said kissing Rebekah's cheek.
"Don't call me 'darling'", Davina yelled back at Klaus. He just walked up to his room and waited for Matt to get home.
Rebekah calmed down.
"Davina, I told you that outfit was inappropriate to wear. I don't see why you wore it anyway," Rebekah asked after breathing deeply.
"I wanted to look good," Davina smirked smoothing down the skirt. Rebekah was tempted to bend Davina over the counter and apply Klaus' paddle to her rear end. She knew that anyone could walk in the kitchen and that she was too angry right now to discipline her.
"I want you to go to your room right now, please," Rebekah said sternly.
"Fine! I guess this isn't a free country. I'll just start dressing like a nun," Davina screamed and stalked off towards her bedroom.
Kol came down.
"Kol, did she really wear that to the Grill? She looks like a call girl," Rebekah cried.
"Yeah, I had to compel seven different blokes to leave her alone. It was quite the night," Kol admitted pouring himself a glass of blood.
"What am I doing wrong? I told her not to wear that! If Marcel saw her, he'd hit the roof. He just told her to behave herself for one more night until he got home tomorrow," Rebekah said tearing up.
"Luv, he's not here, but you are. You always wanted to be a mum, be a mum. Whatever you decide to do, I think as long as you are doing it for her good, it will turn out okay," Kol said draining his glass and hugging her tightly.
Rebekah nodded and smiled through her tears, "When did you become the smart one?"
"Not sure. I was always happy just to be the handsome one. Now go talk to her before she blows up the house. An angry Harvest witch can cause a lot of damage. You'll do fine," Kol said lightly.
"Davina," Rebekah said tapped at her door.
Davina was still in that ridiculous outfit. Rebekah could feel the waves of anger rolling off of her.
"I'm sorry that I yelled at you in front of everyone," Rebekah started softly. Davina nodded, but didn't reply.
"Did you know that Kol had to compel at least seven guys to leave you alone?" Rebekah inquired.
"What? No, I didn't know that," Davina almost whispered. "I guess I just wanted him to think I looked old enough."
"Old enough to go out with you, luv?" Rebekah asked gently.
Davina nodded.
"Davina, I was about 16 years old when I died and Kol was 17. There is a part of us that will always be that age. We look that age, Elijah even thinks that our brains froze that age. But we do mature somewhat. I know you are much more mature than your years, but I would hope you trust me to help you with some things. You are beautiful in any outfit. But that one, just makes you look like a little girl trying too hard," Rebekah said gently.
"I'm sorry I disobeyed you. I should have listened," Davina cried.
"Yes, and little girls who misbehave in this family get punished. I think you know how," Rebekah reminded her.
Davina hopped up and covered her bottom.
"Please don't spank me. Marcel already did and it stung so much," Davina whined.
"Young lady, if Marcel saw you in that outfit, he would paddle your behind no matter where he saw it, on the street, in the grill, or in this bedroom. Now march over to your dressing table and grabbed me your hairbrush," Rebekah said firmly.
"No, no, please. I'm sorry," Davina cried.
Rebekah vamped over, grabbed the hairbrush and bent Davina over where she stood. She swatted her thighs as her hands were covering her backside.
"Your spanking did not even start yet. I suggest you move your hands," Rebekah commanded. Rebekah brought the brush down firmly ten times on across the seat of the short leather skirt. Even through the layers, Davina squealed and tried to move her behind out of the way.
"Now, let's get this skirt down," Rebekah said pulling the tight skirt down. Davina was wearing a leather thong on under the skirt.
"Where did you get this thong?" Rebekah said still holding the bent over miscreant and applying the hair brush to her butt cheeks.
"I bought it yesterday when you weren't looking," Davina sobbed.
Rebekah pulled the tight skirt to Davina's knees and left the thong on. She figured the skirt would curtain her kicking. Rebekah took a seat on the wooden chair of the make-up table and flipped Davina over her lap.
Without saying a word, she gave the girl a through paddling with the brush until she was screaming and sobbing.
"You are going to learn a lesson about obeying me," Rebekah lectured.
"I'm s-sorry," Davina cried over and over again as the brush cracked down again and again.
Rebekah did not stop until the girl's backside was cherry red in her thong. The entire spanking took less than five minutes, but for Davina, it felt like it lasted a lifetime.
At the end, Rebekah brought her up to a sitting position on Rebekah's knee and hugged her. Davina was angry at first and then accepted the comfort although the sting and deep ache in her cheeks seemed fiery.
"Now, we're getting you dressed for bed. I ought to spank you again tomorrow for buying that thong," Rebekah threatened patting her backside firmly.
"No! Please, my bottom stings so much," Davina pleaded.
"Good. I hope you remember how this feels the next time you want to go out dressed like a harlot. I love you, Davina, and I want you to love and respect yourself. You don't need to prove anything to anybody. You are beautiful just how you are," Rebekah told her in a voice heavy with emotion.
"I'm sorry. I'll behave," Davina promised trying to rub the sting out of her sore rear.
"Good, because when you don't, Marcel and I will be there to spank you when you need it. God knows I don't like doing this, but we will. And you better watch your attitude with Nik. This is his house. He protects us all and he does not deserve your smart mouth," Rebekah reminded her patting her thigh a little.
"You won't let him paddle me, will you?" Davina whined.
"If you disrespect him one more time, you will have to worry about me holding the paddle. Do you understand?" Rebekah went on.
"Yes, you won't have to spank me with that. Ever. I swear," Davina promised.
"Good, because it really stings, I've heard the boys say..."
When Matt got home and saw the note, detention slip, and paddle, he wanted to cry.
He was ashamed of himself and embarrassed to have to carry the instrument of his doom upstairs. He supposed that is what made it part of the punishment.
Walking in his bedroom to shower, he put the paddle and note on the dresser with his face bright read. Jeremy was already asleep. Tyler was watching tv.
"Jesus, you scared me," Tyler said.
"You can turn your soft porn back on in a minute, I'm just here to take a shower," Matt handed Tyler the note and detention slip.
"Sorry, man. You dead!" Tyler quipped.
"Yup. Abby even said she would have waited. I took her home early so I could come back here and confess. But then we ended up, you know..." Matt said again embarrassed.
"You screwed her in the truck," Tyler said, more than a little jealous.
"Look, it just happened. I think she felt sorry for me. I do feel like an ass. Shit, I better get a shower and go get my whooping," Matt kind of laughed rubbing his butt.
"Hey man, we've all been there. Just don't try to have any pride and hold out any dignity," Tyler said relenting.
"You know that might be the best advice you've ever given me," Matt said stripping and taking a quick shower.
A few minutes later, he was at Klaus' door with the paddle and detention notice in hand.
"Dad?" Matt said softly.
Klaus was in bed, very still.
"Come in, Matthew," Klaus said evenly.
"Dad, I swear I was coming home early to confess. If you don't believe me, you can compel me," Matt offered.
"Matt, I believe you, even when I know you lie," Klaus said patting the bed beside him.
"Heartbeat, right?" Matt said remembering yesterday.
"Yes. I can't hear it over the phone, but in person I can. Tell me what happened from the start," Klaus said pulling his arm around Matt.
"I was asking out this girl I like Abby in English class. That hunter, Miss Monroe, yelled at me and," Matt paused.
"She didn't actually shout at you, did she?" Klaus pressed.
"No, sir. She actually was very calm. She told me to stop talking and I got smart with her. I mouthed off in front of the whole class. She gave me a detention. I went to see her after school and tried to get out of it. She said it was for disrespect and that I had to get that slip signed," Matt blurted out in a rush.
"Did you think I was going to get angry?" Klaus asked.
"No, but I knew you would be disappointed that I was disrespectful and I was afraid that I would get grounded and not be able to take Abby out tonight," Matt concluded.
"I see," Klaus said.
"So then I signed the form myself. But I felt so guilty that it wasn't worth it. I am sorry, Dad. I swear I won't complain even if you spank me every night for a week and ground me for a month," Matt promised.
"I feel like your conscience has already punished you a good deal. Now there is one further consequence I would add," Klaus started.
"Apologize to Miss Monroe?" Matt asked glumly.
Klaus nodded, "You know I think you are the..., I won't say sweet, but kindest, young man. When you are disrespectful, it breaks my heart and it is not you. Do you understand?"
Matt flushed a bright red, "Yes, Dad. I will tell her I'm sorry. I was showing off I guess for Abby. Thanks for not calling me sweet again."
"Come on, it's late. Sleep pants down, lean over the bed," Klaus said guiding Matt over his left thigh so Matt's feet were on the floor and his upper body on the bed. Matt shucked his pants to his ankles.
"I'm going to use my hand first, then I'm going to paddle you until you can't even think of smarting off in class or lying to me," Klaus said patting Matt's briefs. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Matt had no problem taking Tyler's advise and just letting go from the start. Klaus was bringing his hand down hard in the center of Matt's bottom in the same spot over and over again. Matt was shifting and stomping his feet, but unable to stop the assault.
"It's been while, huh?" Klaus said now swatting random areas. He was spanking hard and fast and Matt could not keep his hands up. Klaus let them creep down and grabbed them both to pin behind his back before they reached Matt's battered backside. Klaus spanked the under curve of Matt's behind in the same spots until both sides were red and smarting. Matt was crying hard and sobbing and not sure he could take anymore.
"Okay, take a breath. Do you need a break?" Klaus asked gently.
"Thanks," Matt croaked out and Klaus let him stand up. He tried not to grab his butt and made fists out of his hands.
Matt nodded and went to the bathroom quickly. He checked out his butt in the mirror by pulling down the back of his briefs and it already looked red and botchy. Matt washed his face and blew his nose. You only have yourself to blame, he chided his reflection in the mirror.
Matt couldn't believe how hard it was to come back out to face the paddle. He knew the next steps and to his embarrassment, he started to cry. He wanted to beg that he had learned his lesson and didn't need more punishment, but he knew he could take more.
Klaus stood and hugged him.
"Almost done. You're going to be okay. You're a good kid," Klaus said smoothing back his hair.
"Did Alaric tell you about the night at Jeremy's house?" Matt asked shamefully.
"Yes, he told me all about it. Matt, are you feeling guilty about that, too? Alaric thought you had learned your lesson," Klaus shared.
"I think he was going to wallop me, too. Then, he was a little bit hard on Jeremy and lost his nerve. Dad, I disobeyed him, too. You said that I'm good, but I'm not. I was late because I had sex with my date in the truck," Matt was full of heavy sobs that tore at Klaus' heart.
"Matthew, the fact that these things bother you, tell me you have a good heart. Did your date want to have sex? If so, that is okay as long as you used protection and had consent. You are going to be a man soon. Some orders need to be disobeyed to help save others. I have lived a thousand years and in that time, I've learned that nothing is black and white," Klaus said.
"She did consent and I did feel like Alaric needed help. I'm sorry. Let's just get this over with please," Matt said.
"Okay, briefs down," Klaus said as Matt's face heated as he pulled down his underwear to right below his butt cheeks.
"Over," Klaus moved back on the bed this time to move Matt's whole bed over the bed. He yanked his briefs down to his knees and rested the large round paddle against Matt's cheeks. He couldn't help but squirm knowing what awaited him. He wasn't sure how many times he had been spanked since coming to live here, but each time the strength of the first whack shocked him.
Pop!
Matt yelled out, "Owwww!"
Pop! POp! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Klaus was using his wrist action to snap down the wooden instrument. He was using the lighter paddle so he knew he could bring it down harder, but he thought Matt needed a longer trip over his knee. The boy was riddled with guilt and doubt.
"I love you so much, Matthew. There is nothing you could do to disappoint me in you. I might not like your actions, but I am always proud of you," Klaus said still paddling at a steady clip.
"I'm sorry. I'm so s-sorry," Matt wailed.
He concentrated on Matt's sit spots and had to pull Matt in tightly when Matt began to almost wiggle off his lap.
Matt was crying as this paddling was extremely painful over the hard hand spanking Matt had gotten previously. He was rocking his hips from side to side and kicking as hard as he could to get a reprieve from the round board popping down on his red backside.
"Please, d-ddaddy, stop. It's too m-much. It hurts. Please," Matt begged losing all pride and restraint.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! PoP!
Klaus continued paddling as he said, "You behaved badly, son, but you are paying for it. You apologized. I forgive you. Do you understand?" Klaus said spanking Matt hard in the center of his backside for emphasis. Smack!
"Yes! Y-yes. I understand," Matt sobbed.
"Do you forgive yourself?" Klaus asked again smacking Matt softer.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Yes, I d-do," Matt cried out.
"Good," Klaus said giving him one last spank with the paddle before setting it on the bedside table.
"I mean it, Matthew. You let this go. You are a good person. Everyone makes mistakes. The key is to learn from them and do better. If I heard you putting down yourself about this, I'm going to bring you back here for another pants-down paddling. Now you are not grounded, but I want you to finish all your homework by tomorrow afternoon. Do you understand? If it is not done, you ask for help okay," Klaus lectured rubbing Matt's back in circles.
"I couldn't get Hamlet yesterday, but I didn't want to ask for help," Matt specified.
"Hamlet. Do not worry, son. That is how we taught Marcellus to read. Elijah, Marcel, and myself are a bit of experts on that topic. Do not fear, you will be fine," Klaus confided.
"Really? I didn't know that. That would be awesome," Matt said still over Klaus's knee with his flaming behind sticking up.
"Son, I'm going to let you up if you are ready," Klaus said.
Matt groaned as he felt his throbbing behind ache with every movement. Klaus helped him stand and Matt quickly pulled up his own pants and underwear. He did rub his backside for a few minutes, but it did not seem to help.
"I know that hurt a lot. I just can't have you tearing yourself up over these things," Klaus said opening his arms.
"Thank you. I feel better," Matt admitted returning the hug.
"You can talk to me about anything," Klaus said holding Matt to him.
"Do I have to take the paddle back now?" Matt grinned sheepishly.
"No, you can sleep in here or your room, but it better be back in the drawer by morning. I'm sure you didn't come up with that forgery plan on your own," Klaus smiled.
"Dad, no!" Matt groaned.
"Shh, come on, you need to get some sleep," Matt ended up just crawling in the other side of the bed. His backside was burning and throbbing, but he felt so relieved in other ways. He never knew what it was like to have someone care about you so much, he thought as he drifted to sleep.