Pairing: Freya/Klaus-Elijah (F/MM) hairbrush, belt
Monday, January 8, 2011
Mystic Falls High School
9:30 am
"Wait! So you are betting on who is the first one to get it under the new three strikes rules? Are you serious?" Kai laughed. Matt and Kai were in a study hall. There was a substitute and Matt moved his seat to sit next to his new cousin. They spoke quietly under the guise of studying.
Matt replied, "Dead serious. My money is on Tyler. He's always pushing the limits and flipping out. Connor put his money on Jeremy. Erik bet on me. Winner doesn't have to do shit for like two weeks: no cleaning, laundry, or anything upstairs. Plus, winner get the pot. Not a bad deal."
"Hmm, well, I guess I'm going to go with...Connor. I don't know. Sometimes it just seems like he's a little suck up with the 'yes, sir' crap. Plus, he really screwed up at the party, almost sucking that co-ed dry. Yeah, my money's on Connor. How much?" Kai smirked.
"$500," Matt revealed causally.
"What? Are you outta your mind? I only have the $300 Uncle Elijah gave me yesterday. That's kind of a lot," Kai exploded.
"Not for us, baby. Since we don't have a maid or a house keeper anymore, we get a big ass allowance. I can spot you the money," Matt offered.
"Yeah, that'd be good. I don't even think I need money, though. I got $50 for lunch today and I don't really have any expenses," Kai admitted.
"Yeah, we used to tell Dad we didn't always need so much money, but he always tells us to save it. Actually, we get a lot less now that we used to, now that I think of it. I think all these new house things are adding up," Matt mentioned. He wrote down Kai's bet.
"Actually, are the girls in on this bet? Because I feel like my sister Rachael will be the first. I just felt bad betting on her. Can I change it?" Kai asked with a bit of guilt.
"Yeah, man. Huh, you really think Freya would give your sister the full treatment?" Matt asked seriously, rewriting the bet.
"The full treatment? What's that?" Kai asked with alarm. He wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Oh, that's what we call it when our dad takes us to his room and really works us over," Matt laughed.
Kai looked sick.
Matt laughed again, "No, that sounds awful. I mean, it's bad but, oh God, it's too embarrassing to describe. Look man, before I came here, my sister had died from drugs, my mom was living in Virginia Beach with her boyfriend, my real father was MIA, and I was on my own. Like I used to wish Jeremy's family was my family. I went out with his sister, then their parents died and she dumped me...I had nothing. I would go home and eat potato chips and drink Coke and fall asleep in front of the tv."
Kai blinked a few times, "I can't imagine that. Gemini families are all pretty big. Even when I was locked in the basement, I could hear the rest of the family around me living their lives. So you came here and suddenly had a family?"
"No, I didn't just had a family, Kai, I got a father. A real one. My other one was never around much, but suddenly I had a dad who cared. Then, Uncle Elijah, Uncle Kol, Marcel, Aunt Rebekah and Aunt Freya moved in. It was like I never knew what I was missing until I came here. So when I do something stupid, make a dumb mistake, and want to give up, I don't have to, because I know my dad or someone else will take care of me. I never had that before," Matt acknowledged.
"So the full treatment?" Kai pressed.
Matt smirked, "I think you just have to experience it yourself to know. Believe me, you'll know."
"Sounds like a lot. I'm going to just avoid that at all costs. And yeah, mark down my sister Rachael for me. My $500 is on her. I'll pay you back when I win," Kai grinned.
Nordstrom's Department Store
Freya tapped her foot in annoyance. Klaus was already bitching and moaning about waiting for someone to wait on them about the bed. They were thinking they needed three set of bunk beds for the boys' room and a loft style bed and a regular bunk bed for the girls' room. They still didn't know if Davina was going to keep her single room or have someone double up.
"What about the triple bunk bed? Isn't that still good?" Elijah asked anxiously.
"No, the boys hang off of it. We should put it down in the dungeon or junk it. I never liked that thing, it just is not sturdy enough for three regular boys, no less, three hybrids," Klaus scoffs.
"I will throw it down in the dungeon. If we capture those Heretic siphons, it may come in handy. I do hope we are planning on instructing all of the children that they are not to destroy the new furniture. They do love to jump, bounce, and throw themselves off of these damn things," Elijah complained.
"Yes, I'll warn them. I think they just liked to test their new powers and got a little out of hand. They've settled down some," Klaus defended.
Freya smiled, "Not sure about that. Connor did a backflip off the top and landed on the couch yesterday. I didn't have the heart to yell at him. It was a pretty cool move."
Elijah rolled his eyes, "That's the kind of behavior we need to clamp down on. We can't replace the furniture every five minutes."
"Did you roll your eyes at me, young man? Also, I seem to remember catching Finn and Henrik jumping on their beds several times," Freya admonished.
"I apologize, Freya. But I've warned them a hundred times about getting hurt jumping. I warned them over and over, they were done with that. They promised they were done with that several weeks ago," Elijah said snidely.
"Brother, this was two days ago," Freya cringed. She didn't want to get the younger boys in hot water, especially with their sleep over looming. Damn, she wished she would have kept her mouth shut, she thought.
"Oh. Well, that is rather unfortunate," Elijah said tightly.
"Elijah, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that. Please don't be upset with them," Freya said massaging her temples.
"I'm not upset," Elijah lied. Freya and Klaus looked at each other knowingly.
"You are. Now please, don't ruin our day. I swear, if I get anymore attitude or sass our of anyone, that person is going over my knee today for a good spanking. Young or old," Freya warned.
Klaus added, "I'm being as good as gold, Freya. It's Elijah who is getting irritable and probably could use a whack or two to even him out. About the boys, just calm down about it, Brother. They are active, normal boys now, Elijah. That's the kind of stuff they do. Don't take it personally. They get caught up in the fun of it and don't think of the dangers."
"I know. Oh, here's the salesman," Elijah interrupted.
After finally ordering new beds, side tables, a book shelves, dressers, and some new couches and chairs, the trio was off to the clothes department.
"I'm glad they will be dropping those beds off soon. Of course, everything on sale was sold out!" Elijah snapped.
"On sale? Brother, stop right here and explain what is going on," Klaus demanded.
"Things are a little tighter than usual. I've had to get creative to make ends meet. I might have gone a little overboard," Elijah admitted hotly.
"If you don't tell me what the hell is going on, I'm going to deck you," Klaus warned Elijah.
"If you do that, you be the one getting paddled, instead of doing the paddling. Do you want that?" Freya retorted.
"Freya, surely, you can't be threatening to spank me. I'm the one trying to help. Elijah is the one who needs his behind heated up," Klaus claimed. Klaus couldn't imagine she was serious. He felt like everyone was on edge today and that it wasn't going to end well. Maybe they should just hire a decorator, like Rebekah had suggested over the phone?
"Shut it, Niklaus. Or I swear I'm going pummel you right here!" Elijah roared.
"The both of you are two seconds from getting a spanking when we get home. Then, I will put you both to bed. Try explaining that to the others. Now, this is your last warning! Understand?" Freya pressed sharply.
Freya waited until they said they understood in low tones. She would have liked to give them both a few swats, but there were sporadic shoppers milling about.
Freya stopped near the underwear section, "Can you pick out some things for Kai, undershirts, underwear, socks? I'm going to head over to the girls' section and get them some things. Give me five minutes."
"Fine," Elijah smiled. He went over and started going through the undershirts.
"Tell me what you did, Elijah," Klaus said.
"FINE! You really want to know...I compelled some people at the boys' school to sign over some assets. Klaus, these people are extremely wealthy. One of them is the father of the boys who are coming over for the sleepover. I'm kind of nervous to have them form a relationship in case I didn't cover my tracks as well as I usually do," Elijah said picking out briefs next. He thought these black ones were kind of sharp. He got a package of those and several of the white.
Klaus grabbed some socks, a belt, and a few pairs of sweatpants and pajamas that the boys liked to sleep in.
Elijah took the socks and got a different brand.
"Really, you are going to get the boy cheaper socks? Like that is going to bloody solve anything?" Klaus grumbled.
Elijah went up to the cashier and paid for the purchases.
"We should have the tailor come by to outfit Kai. Henrik and Finn are getting taller, they might need new suits. I could use a new suit myself," Klaus said lightly.
Elijah smiled tightly, "Watch it, Brother. I dislike it when you start to push me like this."
"I dislike it when you act like you have a stick up your ass," Klaus growled.
"Watch your language. We are in public. You sometimes behave like a child yourself, Niklaus," Elijah scolded.
"Me, at least I'm not stealing money from people we bloody know. Elijah, you broke your own rules. If we need that much money. Let me sell off some of the treasure, some paintings, or hell, even one of our holdings in Europe," Klaus suggested.
"No, Brother, those are investments. How about we stop drinking $600 bottles of wine like they are going out of style?" Elijah admonished sternly.
"Elijah, I wish you would have mentioned this before. Yes, we can cut back. Why didn't you say anything?" Klaus pressed.
"Dammit, I guess I didn't want any of you to know that I was struggling to generate this income. It's just we're not bringing in what we used to, our overhead is high. The security costs of the mansion alone are extortionate," Elijah ruminated.
"So your solution is to start compelling people at our kids' private school? Elijah, what the hell were you thinking? This is the dumbest thing you have ever done. Ever!" Klaus snapped. This wasn't how they did things. It was too risky, too close to home.
Freya found them and started to say that she didn't find anything she liked for the girls.
Elijah pushed Klaus up against a display rack on the wall, "I was thinking you didn't give a damn, Niklaus. When the hell did you, Rebekah, or Kol ever spend five fucking seconds worrying about money? And I did bring it up and you discounted it. You said, 'Do not worry, Elijah, you'll figure it out!'"
A nearby manikin was knocked over and broke a decorative vase with a crash.
"Elijah! Stop it, there are people around," Freya hissed.
"So you behave like an irresponsible prat and it's my bloody fault. No, Elijah. This one is not on me. Take your goddamn hands off me, Brother," Klaus eyes glowed yellow.
"There he is! The Hybrid... Why don't we take this outside, Little Brother, and I'll show you just how fast I can dislodge that so-called stick up my ass and shove it down your insolent throat!" Elijah spat.
"That is enough, goddamn it!" Freya said. Freya grabbed each of them by their earlobes and steered them to the deserted corner of the store where it said "Dressing Rooms."
Klaus' eyes widened, "He throws a strop like a child and you are marching both of us to the dressing rooms!"
"Yes, Freya, this isn't necessary," Elijah said in sudden alarm. His anger had dissipated as quickly as it had arisen.
Klaus cast a desperate glance at Elijah.
"Sister, we were hasty. It's over. No harm done, r-right, 'Lijah?" Klaus stammered.
A middle aged employee smiled at them and then looked at them in puzzlement.
"Compel her to tell everyone this dressing room is closed for the next hour, unless you want an audience for your licking. Then, tell her to clean up the display you two brats wrecked," Freya demanded.
Elijah exhaled, "You will tell everyone that this dressing room is closed for the next hour for repairs. You will clean up the broken display and vase. Here is some money for your trouble. You will forget you ever saw us."
The worker took the wad of cash and stuffed it in her pocket. Later, she would have no idea how it got there. The woman repeated what he said and walked off never looking back.
Freya got to the dressing rooms and sealed them off with a quick boundary spell. Even Klaus and Elijah couldn't get out if they wanted to.
Freya found a large dressing room and ordered both of her younger brothers to have a seat.
"What is this about?" Freya demanded.
Elijah said, "I have been compelling people at the private school to sign over assets and cash to us and then forget about it. I'm sorry, it was stupid. I was panicking and not thinking clearly. Niklaus, forgive me."
"Elijah, you're right. I blew you off several times. This is not all on you, Brother. We'll find a solution. We'll get through this," Klaus replied.
"Elijah, we knew something was bothering you. Why didn't you confide in us before? I feel like you lied to us more than once," Freya pressed.
"I didn't want to ruin the holiday. I thought that the assets would tide us over, but it's not cutting it. We need a more permanent solution," Elijah added.
"We can deal with that later. Right now, I am going to deal with the two of you arguing and fighting like two street punks in the middle of Nordstroms," Freya informed them.
"Freya, please. You made your point. We know we were out of line. You don't have to...," Klaus begged.
"Don't make me use my magic or I will follow up with another spanking when we get home. Now, stand up and pants down. Luckily, for you both, I happen to have a spray bottle of my latest creation in my purse," Freya said digging through her large crossbody purse. She fished out a bottle of spray and a large square hair brush.
"The salve! Really?" Elijah said. Neither had made a move to obey her.
"Take off your pants. Now," Freya ordered.
The brothers looked at each other and started to unbuckle their belts and unbutton their dress pants.
"Fold them. Interesting that you don't like the boys wear boxers or boxer briefs, yet you both have them on. I have an idea," Freya remarked. She was now digging through the clothing bag of purchases that Elijah just paid for.
"Here," Freya said thrusting out the package of black briefs, "I'll turn around and you two change into these. I'm going to need to bare your behinds to apply the salve, but this will give you some modestly. Though, I am not sure you deserve any after the abyssal way you both misbehaved today."
Elijah started, "You want us to put on these briefs? They are smaller than what we wear. Do we really have to?"
"Yes, I do. Now, stop stalling and do it," Freya said turning her back to give them a moment of privacy.
Without hesitating anymore, both ancient vampires stripped off their boxers and put on the snug black briefs. Though, they were both fit, Kai was still two sizes or so smaller than them. Their dress shirts covered up the briefs for now.
"Good. Klaus, please turn around and face the corner. Elijah, you are first," Freya decided.
"Freya, please. You already spanked us once before and we deserved it, but this time...We sometimes argue. I mean, we've fought much worse than this before," Elijah rambled.
"What do you tell the boys when they try to wheedle out of a punishment?" Freya asked sternly.
"Then, if they don't cooperate, they'll get another spanking. But I'm not arguing with you, I'm just pointing out a fact!" Elijah tried again.
"Stop right now, before I do decide you need an appointment with my spoon before bed. I really don't know how we would explain that to Vanessa," Freya wondered.
"Okay, I'm sorry. Where do you want me?" Elijah choked. He would do anything to avoid Vanessa from finding out about his embezzlement, fighting with Klaus, and his lying about money issues.
Freya sat on the low bench and patted Elijah into place over her knee. His hands touched the carpet of the room and he had to force himself not to think about what he was touching. His feet were firmly on the floor. Freya flipped up Elijah's dress shirt to expose the black cotton briefs.
"These look a bit snug. Wow, that's really going to sting after," Freya muttered. She gathered the fabric together to bare his cheeks and picked up her spray. There was wolfsbane in this mixture, but it wouldn't affect Elijah. However, the vervain would sting a little and slow down his healing a great deal. She sprayed a generous layer over both of his exposed white cheeks and the top of his thighs.
"I'm going to let that dry as you tell me your plan for making this right," Freya said patting the backs of his thighs.
"I'll go see the financial advisor and see if we can liquify some assets and downsize some at the same time. I'll tell Niklaus I'm sorry. I'll return what I can to the families at the school and I will help us work on a budget we can stick to," Elijah reasoned.
"That's a good start. Such a smart boy. Are you ready to get a spanking, young man?" Freya asked firmly now patting his rear. She smoothed out the fabric flat.
"Yes, Sister," Elijah rasped. He felt her taps on his bottom getting harder.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Freya used the flat of her hand to spank the center of his backside for five hard smacks. Freya spanked Elijah's bottom firmly in a randomly pattern for another forty smacks. Her hand was numbing and she wasn't sure he was feeling it because he was not reacting and she couldn't see through the black fabric.
"I think it is time for me to start paddling you. Good thing I had this hair brush or you'd be getting a whipping with your own belt," Freya informed him. Freya rested the light, but wide plastic brush on Elijah's behind. She rubbed a moment.
Crack! Crack!
Elijah felt the whacks over the tight underpants and started. He really felt that keenly! The salve must be really working. Freya keep up swatting from cheek to check until Elijah began to wiggle from the sharp blows.
For him, the spanking was not just embarrassing anymore, but now it was heating up his bottom considerably. Elijah tried to push up, but Freya's left arm pinned him. After the hard brush whacked down another twenty times, Elijah began to tap his feet again the floor.
Freya pulled back the briefs and wedged them firmly in between Elijah's rear with her left hand. Elijah's now pink cheeks were exposed. Freya kept up spanking hard with the brush and soon Elijah was kicking out and struggling to get off her lap. With Freya's hand on his briefs, she kept Elijah's reddening behind firmly in place.
Elijah began to cry after Freya's arm was tiring and his rear was an angry red. She replaced his briefs and smoothed the fabric with the brush.
"Please, Sister. I said I was sorry. It won't happen again," Elijah pleaded.
"You will stop getting swats when I am satisfied that you have learned you lesson. You both remember, that I am the big Sister. Let me take care of you now. I will not falter in my duty, as you have not faltered in yours towards your other siblings or children," Freya said now spanking more lightly over Elijah's briefs.
"I'm going to end, but I want you to remember how you put hands on your brother today. That is unacceptable. Now, try to stay still," Freya said moving the brush to the area right on the unprotected tops of Elijah's thighs.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop!" Freya whacked the brush hard down on Elijah's sit spots. He groaned and let his tears continue to fall to the ground below him. For a moment Elijah tensed and then relaxed.
"I know that hurt. The salve is slowing your healing," Freya said in a soothing voice.
"I'm sorry," Elijah choked out.
"I know, honey. Shh, it's okay. I love you so much. Let it out," Freya said helping him up. Elijah slumped to his knees and she put her arms around him to comfort him for a moment. He rested his head on her knees and she wiped his face with tissues from her purse.
"Hands off your backside, they were still burn from the vervain. You better?" Freya whispered. Elijah nodded.
Freya kissed him on the head and patted his back.
"Go trade places with your brother. If I see you even touch your behind, I'm going to pull down those tight briefs and spank you even harder. Maybe with your belt. So behave," Freya threatened. She didn't want to spank him harder, but she also didn't want his hands to burn all night.
Elijah took Klaus' place in the corner, keeping his arms at his side. The tight underpants were causing his scorched backside to sting even more fiercely. He wanted to beg her to pull them down, but his pride would not allow it. Elijah shifted from foot to foot to try to stomp out some of the sting.
"Stand still, Brother. I know it stings, but if you stomp one more time, that's another smack on your sore butt with the brush!" Freya promised.
"Niklaus, come on, let's get you over my lap. I never thought I would have to give both of you a hard spanking, but after I hope you will not repeat this behavior," Freya lectured. Klaus also went right over her lap. She pushed his shirt up.
Right off the bat, he seemed more nervous and seemed to wriggle. Freya popped his bare thigh with an admonition to stay still.
When Freya tugged the fabric of the briefs up to wedge them in place, Klaus wiggled again. Freya used her hand to spank the center of both cheeks firmly. Without the salve, the pink handprints disappeared quickly.
"This is going to be a very long spanking if you don't behave!" Freya said spanking him a few more times as he continued to thrash around.
"Now settle down, unless you want a bedtime spanking yourself," Freya asked firmly.
"No, sorry. It really smarts," Klaus whined. Freya figured that he was still enough for her to begin to spray on the salve.
"Owww, it burns!" Klaus cried as Freya covered the area.
"It must sting more on an already spanked bottom. You should be learning a good lesson. Tell me what it is," Freya said tapping the backs of his legs.
"To behave myself in public, not to fight, and to help with the money. I should also listen to Elijah better. I-I'm sorry," Klaus called out, still unable to keep completely still. The salve may have affected him more because of his hybrid nature.
"I know, my dear little brother. I love you fiercely, but you will not fight like hooligans in the parking lot. Do you understand?" Freya asked gently. She let the fabric go and put her left arm around his waist to hold him tight.
"Yes, Sister," Klaus said now clenching his backside in anticipation of the first smacks. Freya patted the seat of his briefs.
"I'm going to start your real spanking now. Ready?" Freya asked smacking him a bit harder.
"Freya, please!" Klaus gulped. He was amazed by the burning in his behind already from a brief spanking and an application of salve. What was he going to feel like after she began to use the brush?
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
Freya kept her hand loose and smacked him all over his underpants almost lightly. Her hand had recovered a little, but she knew she couldn't whack him all that firmly without hurting herself worse.
Klaus fought to not shift his backside out of the path of Freya's little smacks. He knew she was swatting him lightly, but damned, if that didn't sting. He felt his feet start to tap on the floor. He began to rock his hips from side to side. He couldn't help it.
"I guess you are begging for the brush on your bare butt," Freya snapped picking up the brush.
"No! It just really aches and burns. I'm trying," Klaus wailed.
Freya used her left hand to pull up the fabric to the crack of his behind again as she popped both of his cheeks with the square plastic brush.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
Klaus would have almost pushed himself up if she didn't lift her left knee and raise him up more. Soon, after many more firm swats, Klaus was almost swimming off her knee. He was frantically trying to jerk off her lap which caused Freya to keep a tighter grip on the fabric of the briefs and paddle him with an increased energy.
Klaus began to sob wildly, "S-Sorry, please, no more spanking. I'm sorry. Stoppppp!" Freya didn't stop until he finally settled down and his bottom was a solid bright red. She had left his thighs untouched, but his backside was redder than Elijah's.
"Do I need to paddle your bottom before bed tonight or did you learn a lesson?" Freya asked now rubbing the brush over his burning cheeks.
"NO! Please, no. I can't take any more. I'll behave. I'm sorry, Elijah. I'm sorry, Freya," Klaus shouted.
"Almost done," Freya said sadly. Like Elijah she gave him two hard cracks across his sit spots. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
This time Klaus did wiggle off her lap and grabbed his bottom to rub it frantically.
"Hey, none of that. Hands off!" Freya ordered.
Klaus ignored her. Freya stood up and pulled a belt from the loops of one of their pants. She doubled it.
"Move your hands," Freya said. She stood Klaus up against the door and cracked the belt down across both of his cheeks again four times.
Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap.
Klaus wailed, "Ouch. No."
"Okay, that's all. Come here," Freya hugged her little brother tenderly. He put his head her shoulder and she leaned against him.
"You're okay. It's all over," Freya repeated.
"It stings," Klaus wept.
"I know. I'm sorry I had to do that," Freya said smoothing back his hair.
"Elijah," Freya called him out of the corner,"Come here."
Elijah was anxious that she was going to take that belt to him for a second.
"Come here, let me hug both of you," Freya said now feeling emotional herself.
"Sorry," Elijah whispered to both of them.
"I'm still not opposed to giving you both another spanking when we get home so I want you both to be on your best behavior until them. I love you both very much and it hurt me to do that. But I think you know you both deserved it. We'll get everything with the money worked out. But Elijah, from now on, communicate more. And Niklaus, listen more," Freya said carefully.
"Yes, ma'am," Klaus answered.
"Yes, Freya. I'm sorry we acted up like that. Niklaus, I shouldn't have put my hands on you," Elijah apologized.
"I'm sorry about what I said, about the stick. You know, I couldn't do any of this without you. Or I wouldn't want to," Klaus replied.
"Good. Now, we need to go back to the underwear section. I think the two of you are getting some packs of briefs for the two of you. Naughty little boys who misbehave and get spanked in public don't get to wear boxer briefs, do they? Those are for big boys," Freya laughed.
The brothers looked horrified. She had to be joking. The snug underpants they were wearing now was only exacerbating the sting of their spanked rears. The salve seemed to be preventing most of their healing. At this rate, they would be feeling this ache well into the afternoon.
"No, I mean it, move it," Freya ordered smacking both of them soundly once more time on their still red behinds.
"Sister, that's ridiculous. What would we tell our fiancés?" Elijah asked.
"Oh, I could tell them how you acted and suggest they they take over your spankings? Or you could make up something clever? It's up to you. I promised you that I would never mention this to anyone the first time and I mean it. It is private between us, unless you want to share it. I wouldn't even mention it to Keelin without your permission. Now keep those briefs on and put on your trousers. We are not finished shopping," Freya said firmly.
They had no choice but to agree. It was a long afternoon.