On the way back to the compound, Klaus was torn. His son had attacked his brother before running off to protect his sister? Was madness was this? Did Marcel really think Elijah would hurt either one of them? That made him more upset than anything. There had been times when he had fought with his brother, but he never doubted him. Elijah would never hurt Rebekah or Marcel, he protected them.
And Kol? What was he up to? His little romance with that pretty witch almost tore apart the whole cursed alliance he and Elijah had put together. Klaus tried to be more patient with his brother and include him. Yet the boy was always drawn to witchcraft. As if the immortality of being a vampire, wasn't powerful enough. Klaus was not done dealing with him either.
But both naughty Mikaelson boys (he hated that Marcel had starting calling himself Gerald) were in for a bit of a surprise! One he was sure they wouldn't enjoy.
Elijah was irked. His suit was a mess. He didn't want to leave a crying Rebekah alone though to go change. He held her and tried to calm her down. She still hadn't been punished for her spying on Kol and Mary-Alice's punishment earlier. He wasn't sure if he should just take care of it now, or let it go.
"Oh Elijah, I should never have made Marcel spy at Kol and that girl with me. He didn't want to go, you know. I just wanted to see what was going on," Rebekah wept.
That made up his mind, letting all these petty misbehavior slide only led to more chaos in the house.
"Yes, dead sister, about that. Your curiosity often getting you a sore behind. Should we take care of that now?" Elijah said kindly. He did have a soft spot for her, especially when she was crying like this.
She nodded sadly and glanced at once of the broken switches on the floor, that had started the whole ruckus.
"Come now, over. You know what to do," Elijah said leading her to his desk to bend over. He wanted to just use his hand, but hadn't he promised her a whipping?
He told her to grab the other edge of the desk. It was large so this caused her to have to be a bit on her tiptoes.
"Are you ready?" he asked politely.
Rebekah nodded as she was quite ready to get her thrashing over. She also wanted to be out of here before the boys came home. She really hated the strife and fighting.
Crack! Elijah brought the flat of his hand down over her backside.
"Answer me, correctly, please, aloud," Elijah said calmly.
"Oww! Yes, sir, I'm ready," Rebekah was going to take this bravely, she promised herself.
Smack! Smack! Smack! She wiggled her behind and kicked out her right leg a bit. Regrettably, she had been over Klaus's knee for her "smart mouth" just a few weeks before. It hadn't hurt this much. Ouch! The stinging was intense even over the layers of her skirt, slip, and knickers.
Spank! SPANK! Crack! WHACK!
"Ouch! Please, stop...Elijah, this really hurts!" Rebekah said, gripping the desk hard to avoid covering her buttocks. She was moving her hips from side to side.
"Stay still and *swat* take your spanking like a big girl! *CRACK* Are you *swat* learning *swat* not to *swat* snoop and *swat* sneak around, young lady?" Elijah was swatting her firmly. She was really trying to avoid the spanks and moving as much as she could without getting up. He steadied her with his left hand, placing it firmly on her lower back.
Rebekah wailed, "I'm sorry! What is going on? Stop!" Her bottom was on fire.
"Is it working then? *smack* SMACK! *Swat* It seems that Klaus asked Mrs. Claire to slow down all vampire healing here for about 48 hours with a special spell. This way these spankings might actually improve your behavior more than wearing out my hand," Elijah grinned. It had probably been about 900 years before since his sister had felt a spanking so keenly. He never thought of her as such a brat when they were human. Maybe this spell would help her finally mature a bit?
Spank! Spank!
Elijah picked up a broken half of a switch he had cut earlier.
"I promised you a switching, now brace yourself, little one," Elijah said with seriousness. He brought the short, broken branch down sharply and quickly three times. Swish. Swish. Swish.
Rebekah's resolve broke and she threw her hands back to avoid the whacks. Elijah decided to forgo the switch and use his trusty old ruler. He grabbed it off his desk and pulled Rebekah over to his desk chair. Elijah figured his suit was already wrinkled badly. He pulled her over his knee quickly.
"Rebekah, give me your hands!" Elijah demanded. He knew she hated this but she was a squirmer and it was for her own good.
"Noooo, please, 'Lijah, don't, this spell is awful, it hurts too much," Rebekah begged having no hope of him actually stopping the spanking. Once he put his mind toward something, he didn't stop before it was over.
Rebekah did put her hands behind her back, though. He clasped them and with his left hand, he lifted her skirt up. It was pleated and a great deal of material. He flipped it up and found another slip. This wasn't going to do. Smack! Spank!
"Please stand and take off these skirts and that slip," Elijah commanded. He had Rebekah stand and remove them. She still had a slip on, but he wanted to protect her modesty as much as he could. Elijah flipped up that slip and found another layer of knickers. This should do.
Picking up the heavy wooden ruler, that had rarely measured anything, Elijah brought it down hard over Rebekah's clothed bottom. She screamed and violently thrashed with her legs. Elijah now put his leg over hers to restrain her a bit.
Swat! Crack! Smack! Elijah applied the ruler to the fleshy part of her backside. This caused Rebekah to try to kick even more, she couldn't though, due to his leg. She could barely move, she just had to take the fire-like pain and stinging.
"Why are you getting the ruler *SWAT* across your bottom, Rebekah?" Elijah inquired, smacking her a bit more slowly.
"I was bad..owie. I spied and made Marcel sneak around with me," Rebekah sobbed.
"Would you like me to invite all the servants to see you getting a through whipping, hmm? You have also spied and played a few of your tricks on each of them, haven't you" Elijah asked, knowing the answer. Good servants were hard to find and train. He forbade anyone from feeding on them or mistreating them in anyway.
"No, I'll never do it again. I promise. Stop. Owie!" Rebekah pleaded, as more spanks targeted her upper thighs.
"Will I need to spank you again for this? *crack* Crack! Because if I do, you will get a switching in front of the whole household on your naughty, bare behind, understand?" Elijah promised.
Rebekah assured Elijah that she would never spy again.
Elijah paddled Rebekah soundly until she stopped struggling. He pulled her bloomers up to check on her bottom. It was quite red. Still pulling up the material to bare more of her behind, he brought the ruler down soundly ten more times. He could tell the difference immediately that the slowing down the healing spell had worked. He didn't want to bruise her sore looking backside, no matter how much she smarted off or disobeyed him. She would always be his little sister, no matter what.
Elijah stopped the spanking and put the ruler down. He would normally put her in the corner or have her write some lines to help her learn her lesson. However, he knew that the slowed healing would already prolong the sting of the ruler. He flipped her up and vamped her to her room in his arms. Tenderly, he put the still teary girl in her bed on her stomach. Elijah rubbed her back and told her that all was forgiven.
"I'm going to send Candance up with some balm for your backside, I don't want you to bruise, " Elijah said softly, pulling up her knickers to check the color.
"No, Elijah, don't you dare! She'll know I got a spanking then! Don't," Rebekah sassed.
Swat! Rebekah now able to rub her backside did with both hands.
"Young lady, there is not a person in the whole French Quarter who doesn't know you got a spanking, the way you were carrying on!" Elijah said with a smile.
"You're a meanie, Elijah!" she went on, glaring at him. Elijah raised his palm high as if to swat her again, but instead lightly tapped her bottom. He leaned over to kiss her blond head.
"I love you, Sister," he said sincerely.
"Always and forever," she replied.
Elijah smiled again and said, "Always and forever, but behave this time. That spell won't wear off for a while now. You know that you can get another bottom warming on top of this one!"
Rebekah groaned and thought maybe some balm wouldn't be a bad thing.
As Elijah started to go to his quarters to change, he heard the rest of his family come through the doors. His work was not yet finished.