This was torture, true and simple for Loki.
As he sat in his childhood bedroom, all the familiar things on the shelf, sitting on his childhood Asguardian soft woven sheets, It was all in his memories but it was real enough, too real. This of course was a memory that was long forgotten to him until this very moment. He had stabbed his brother...again while playing outside, of course Thor was okay, he wouldn't have stabbed him if in the first place if he thought his brother couldn't take it, but never the less his mother was not at all happy with him and had sent him to his room until she was ready to deal with him.
Now that he was trapped in this memory it all came back to him, his mother using her gilded hairbrush on his bare bottom. As a child of course it stung something horrible, but sitting here as an adult, he wasn't sure how reliving this memory would be, and that in itself was enough to break him and wrack his nerves.
Soon enough he heard his mothers footsteps coming up stairs, his stomach fluttered as he saw her enter, seeing her sweet face the way he last remembered it made him want to burst into tears right then and there. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out and before another second past he felt his wrist grabbed and he was upturned over her knee and he felt his bottom bared and the sting of the hairbrush fall. He felt more fear and shock at the reliving of the memory than the actual thrashing, and he felt himself start to whimper and then cry as the thrashing continued. It then suddenly stopped and he heard the ear ringing sound of rewinding, he felt dizzy and suddenly he was sitting upright on his bed again...waiting again...his bottom feeling fresh as it did before and Loki now panicked as he understood the time loop he was being forced to re-live and he stood up quickly and shouted. "Mobius! Mobius! please...no more...please!..I..I'm ready to come out please! I...I can't do this again!" he shouted as he saw his mother enter his room. Hairbrush in hand coming toward him.
Mobius was sitting at his desk with a view screen to watch Loki's own personal punishment in the 'Time Out Room' and he lovingly called it. The TVA employee just snickered and shook his head. He was of course, plenty pissed off having had to do this. He watched waited until Loki had been chastised roughly a half a dozen more times, before pressing the button, releasing the doors and now having them open, spilling Loki onto the floor, Mobius stood up seeing a very frustrated and pouty Loki. "You know, I can make this go on for what would seem an eternity Loki. Shall I? Shall I continue, and have you continue to suffer under the hand of your dear departed mother? I know you don't want to remember her, this way..." He stood there, now crossing his arms, over his chest.
The older man knew that a dozen cycles had already felt like an eternity to Loki and that the man had already sobbed and begged over his mothers lap more times than he had ever had in his natural lifetime and now finally out of the time look he watched the god of mischief's face and seeing still that look of defiance hidden behind his tearful eyes.
Loki of course was glaring at the TVA employee that he was growing to distain, standing there, with the power and the control to send him back there, out of pride he tried to stifle a rush of fear. He had lost much of the arrogance he had shown before being placed in the time out loop and he shook his head and cleared his throat walking to the table where he and Mobius had their chats. "that will not be necessary...you have made your point alright, I...I'm sorry okay...I mean it this time...I am really really sorry Mobius and I will follow your instructions or whatever it is you want of me." he said with his eyes looking so much to Mobious as the childs eyes he had seen on the screen when Mobius had been watching the loop, Lokis hands went to his backside as he stood there in front of the man, of course he had no residual sting or feelings of pain there which felt strange to him as he had just felt like he had been spanked for days in the time loop by his mother. "Please Mobius...I am repentant."
Hearing what sounded like true sincerity from Loki, Mobius just stood there slightly nodding his head, and giving a sigh. He then threw his hands upward, and walked over to the desk, now flipping a chair backwards and sitting down. "You sure? Because from what I just saw, on repeat was rather cathartic. I mean, it would appear that someone from your past, knew how to deal with you. I had no clue they spanked children in Asgard? I guess it doesn't really matter where a child is from, if they are acting out, then a much older adult is going to smack some sense into them, hmmm? Let me guess...that wasn't the first memory, was it?"
Loki did not like this conversation at all and how casual Mobius was as he spoke about it, especially about such a humiliating memory and his cheeks blushed and he looked away sharply and swallowed thickly, his eyebrows furrowed and he seemed to be pouting slightly as be spoke. "I don't see how this conversation is at all productive, Yes yes Asgardian discipline as you so crassly put it 'Spanking' is quite common though its mostly referred to as thrashing where I come from is just a part of growing up okay, nothing more, it doesn't mean anything" he said looking so much once again like that little boy in his room being chastised.
"This...conversation is actually very beneficial to the TVA because it gives us a better understanding of exactly what went through your head. From the history of your being born to Fárbauti, you weren't really even raised by him. I am just trying to understand what made you, like you are. The god of Mischief, taken over his mother's knee, given a spanking..." He then felt a sense from Loki, that seemed unfinished. "So what happens now then? You going to comply with us? Or are you going to pull some shitty prank again? Because I am only going to tell you this one time...you will not get away with this..."
Loki wrapped his arms around himself, he hated it when his birth fathers name was spoken and he turned around looking angry and his fist were clenched. "They aren't shitty pranks...not anymore...and I am not a child anymore that required chastisement like that...it had NO BEARING on my life now, this is an absolutely pointless exercise in futility!" he said raising his voice as Mobius. "So can we just move on already with whatever stupid task you want from me!" he said and slammed his hands down on the table in front of him.
Seeing the anger, the seething volatile emotions coming from the god of Mischief, made Mobius extremely self aware that this mere individual simply needed putting down, with a firm hand. It would appear he would need to be the one dishing it out, after seeing this outburst and the rage, it needed to be handled. "Uh uh...nope! That's not the way things are going to be done here Loki..." He then slowly walked over towards him, reaching out, and gripping him firmly by the ear. He was of course trained by the TVA to handle all Variants based off of their culture and as an interrogator saw fit. Taking Loki, he now just threw the variant onto the table, slamming him over it. "Miss Minute's " he paused and waited for her to appear as he had activated her "Fetch me TVA approved discipline Paddle!"
When Miss Minuets was activated she appeared in her cute cartoony bright face, always looking happy to help. With in moments she presented the implement in her hand . "Here you go Mobius, Do you want me to set a timer for Lokis Reform Session?" she asked as these sorts of things were logged into variants offical file.
Hearing this most casual of exchanges between Miss Minuets and Mobious Loki started to panic and tried to push himself up off of the table "What? what is that? Now hold on just a moment!...Mobius what are you doing!?"
Reaching out for the implement, and holding it tightly in his grip. He cleared his throat looking to Loki, who was kicking his legs a bit and he used a single hand to push him back down onto the table. 'TVA approved discipline Paddle' for use in extreme situations where a variant is uncooperative , a nasty little thing and as a bitter chastisement implement to use on whoever is needing of it." He then looked over to Miss Minutes. "Yes...please go ahead and set the timer for ten minutes..." Mobius knew this was going to be painful, so he would start over the pants. "You know...Loki, no hard feelings buddy. I am only doing this, because you need to settle down. Stop being such a brat..." He then raised the implement, and had it thwack down hard, onto the variant's bottom.
Miss Minuets chimed as she set the timer. "Timer set..variant is to receive 10 minutes of reform session starting now" she rang out happily. Loki sucked in as the implement struck and it felt much worse than his mothers hairbrush and he kicked his feet. "AH w-what t-ten minutes NO! not this isn't Y-you cant DO THIS TO ME!...I...I am not a mere child that you can thrash! I am LOKI! GOD OF MISCHIEF! MOBIUS! MOBIUS STOP!" he screeched making all sorts of angry noises as he struggled against the table...even through his pants he could feel the powerful effects of the implement.
"Loki...shhh, you're going to cause me to lose my concentration. You know this is needed, and you know that I very well can, and am doing this to you." He let the implement smack down, and it was such a fantastic force. As he continued, he cocked his head hearing the grumbles from under Loki's breath, and he stopped, now reaching for the jumpsuit the variant was wearing, and pulled down the built in drop seat. Now, with Loki's bottom revealed and seeing it was already pink, Mobius continued smacking the implement across the bared cheeks. Even though Loki seemed like this almighty and powerful God, he really was, such a pathetic child right now.
He was gripping the table now trying to not humiliate himself further by crying as he was being thrashed like a child, though the sting of this implement was painful enough on now that his pants had been taken down, his heard jerked up. "HEY! N-now wait just a second!...y-you cant! you can't do this Mobius! stop! okay I'm sorry I'm sorry please...your right I acted out I won't do it again...please all of this is silly and needless! please! Mobius AHH OOW AHH STOP STOP!" he started to cry now pressing his face against the cold table.
Miss Minuets of course chimed in. "Reform Session is not over, timer is still ticking. Loki, according to your vocalized tone you are still showing defiance, do you not agree with me Mobius?"
"SHUT UP! YOU ANNOYING LITTLE CLOCK!" Loki angrily spat out.
Mobius continued striking the paddle down, when he heard the uproar coming out of Loki's mouth. the older man was very curt about certain things, and respectful of others. So when he heard Loki shouting, and being rude this just made Mobius hold the variant down a little more firmly. He stopped for the moment, now speaking towards him, gently, but sternly. "Hey...now that's not the way one speaks to Miss Minutes. You know she has unspeakable powers, and within a moment's notice, I can rewind this, and have this all start from the beginning. Do you want that pal? Hmmm? Cause I am only going to tell you this once, it can happen. I can make it happen." He raised the paddle, smacking it down again to prove his point, that Loki had no choice here but to comply.
This threat of course made Loki let out a fall silent and he shook his head, he knew that was no idle threat, and this was painful enough as it was and the idea of starting it over was terrifying and he shivered and tried to look back behind him. "No...No please dont!...OW AHHH OWWW" he cried out as the strikes felt worse now and he gasped in pain still wiggling his butt trying to escape the exacting blows from that wicked implement. "Mobius...please...I am begging you!...I...I'm sorry I swear I won't do it again!"
Miss Minutes clicked her tongue . "This variant sure does say "i'm sorry" a lot for a person who keeps repeating bad behavior. Do you want me to extend the time on this session Mobius? or are you going to rewind the session? Loki grit his teeth hearing her and ground out through his teeth in a whisper "bitch"
The TVA glanced over to Miss Minutes, who seemed to be egging Loki on, and he snickered a bit. She was such a menace sometimes. But as he went to smack the paddle down again, his ear caught wind of a word uttered by Loki, and he put the paddle down for the moment. "Miss Minutes...can you do me a solid? Can you rewind the last 2 minutes? I want to hear what I really don't think, what I thought was just muttered by the ole' variant here." Keeping Loki face down, over the table, now he kicked his legs a bit, putting a knee between them, so he stayed outstretched and unable to move from that position.
Miss Minuets certainly played the antagonist sometimes with Variants as it helped to bring out their worst so it could be dealt with, it was pretty much her job and she smiled happily. "Of course Mobius" she said and the moment was re-wound and Loki felt the echo of what had just happened in those insufferable 2 minuets and then heard himself echo the naughty word, it rang in his ears. "bitch" he cringed hearing his mouth say it again and he then tried to push himself up. "Mobius...I...it was just a slip of the tongue" he panted. "P-please I...I apologize, I apologize to miss minuets ...please I don't want to do this anymore" he said in a shaking whine, it seemed here that the punishment sessions here were not simple cut and dry as they were when he was a kid, as he wasn't a kid here, he was seen as a criminal, a variant that needed to learn his place.
Hearing it clearly, Mobius stayed there thinking for a moment. He then gave a sigh and called out to his helper. "Miss Minutes, it would appear our pal here, still hasn't learned his lesson. Soooooo, I am going to ask you to be a friend, and have a solid bar of suds handy, so I can wash this variant's mouth out. I don't allow anyone to mistreat you, and it's simply uncalled for..." He then stayed there, waiting, and looking down to Loki's backside. It was impressive how firm, and taut it was.
Miss Minuets seemed more than happy to oblige and she nodded. "Sure thing Mobius, we will get this Variant right where he needs to be in short time" she said and then disappeared in a moment to gather the specialized sudsy soap. Loki laid there over the desk still hearing that he was going to have his mouth washed out and it seemed to break him just a little and he lowered his head on the table and his shoulders started to shake as he cried now quietly over the desk, his backside was already on fire and Mobius was being so strict with him, stricter than anyone before had been with him, not letting him get away with the bullshit he was used to getting away with and it made him feel suddenly very defeated that he was no longer in control here and he sniffled into the table. "P-please Mobius" he said in a more pathetic broken way. "Please...I'm sorry, please I...I am not used to this sort of accountability for my actions!...I haven't...I haven't had to follow anyone else's rules except for my own for years...please...just give me some mercy...I...I will try to be better...please Mobius...believe me I...will try very VERY hard to behave as you dictate...just please...Mobius please stop punishing me"
But all of Lokis pleas fell on deaf ears as Mobius ignored every whine and plead he made, and only responded when Miss Minuets returned with the thick bar of sudsy soap "Thank youuuuuuuu, Miss Minutes..." He then reached for the soap, and then still standing over Loki, leaned over holding the bar and without warning simply shoved the bar right into Loki's mouth. But he didn't stop at that, and pulled it out, but then shoved it back in, wiggling it a bit building up some suds. He then left it there, all the while gently chiding him. "So you still haven't learned what happens to naughty variants, hmmm? Let me tell you something sport, you are never allowed to speak to Miss Minutes, or myself like that ever. Keep it there for five minutes and I am going to insure you think twice about being so disrespectful, he said holding the bar there.
Loki was used to his talking and silver tongue to get him out of any situation or jams and Mobius did something that no one had ever done before, not even his own mother and the foul soap was shoved in and tears spilled over his cheeks as he felt it taken out only to be pushed in further and he was now blubber sobbing through it making it foam and bubble even more, this was the worst thing he had ever experience he was sure and then the shocking sting of pain to his backside at the same time as he was lectured and it was clearly now too much for him now and he was throughly broken now, unable to make any more pleads as he had no other choice but to run out the clock of the set time of his reform session. Mobius's voice ringing in his ears and hearing he would keep him there forever it only added to Lokis feeling of being broken by this discipline and he could only take it through choking sobs, his face soaked with tears dripping down his face.
Miss Minuets watched as Mobius skillfully seemed to have gotten through to the variant and then her timer chime started to ring."Well, well that was a very good session Mobius, but the timer has reached its count down. Do you think he has had enough? or do you want a reset?" she asked almost gleefully. Loki hearing this gave no response to this just closing his eyes as he lay there sniffling and crying with pain at both ends of himself. Mobious looked to Loki and seeing some things settle a little bit, Mobius knew the remorse from a well chastised variant when he saw one. He then glanced over to Miss Minutes, nodding his head, and giving a smirk. "Ah, Miss Minutes, he is certainly finished with this session, I do not think it needs to continue, any longer." Miss Minuets gave a nod. "Of course Mobius, please don't hesitate to call me if you need me again" she said and then she disappeared with a charming chime sound.
After she was gone Mobius reached around to Loki, now pulling the soap out of the variant's mouth, and setting it down onto the table. Allowing him to lie there still, with his pants revealing his bared bottom, He then walked around the table, facing Loki, standing with his hands, on his hips. "We finished now with that attitude?"
Loki now with the soap out, lay there gasping and crying still from the whole ordeal it certainly had drained him and taken a lot of his vigor, leaving him feeling very vulnerable and knowing just exactly who was in charge now and he slowly raised his head up to look at Mobius who looked very intimidating in front of him, the man had single handily put him in his place in a way no one had ever done before, he was so calm in his demeanor yet, he was someone that Loki was learning to fear and he gave him a very sullen and pitiful look with his tear stained face and soapy mouth. "Y-yes sir" he said in the most respectful tone that Loki had ever uttered, he stayed there bent over the table, very unsure of what he was supposed to do now and afraid to do anything he had not been told to by Mobius. "You are...no longer angry at me?" he asked in almost an automatic childlike way, it was something that Loki always asked his mother after he was punished, Loki despite his prideful act, he was very insecure and when reduced to his base self was still that scared little boy and it seemed that Mobius could see that.
Mobius just stayed silent for a moment, staring at Loki and then he spoke up, giving a coy smile. "Mad at you? Well...no, not at present moment. It's done and over with, why continue to hold anger towards you? Why...are you saying that when you were punished in your youth, that resentment was still aimed at you? Doesn't seem very fair, or fitting to me. The way I think is, if you have atoned for your actions, then all is forgiven. I would only still be angry, or upset, if you hadn't learned a thing about what just happened. But it would appear, you are repented from this..." Then Mobius did something he wasn't even sure what to think, and held out his arms. "Hey, come mere...give me a hug sport..."
Loki felt stunned a moment, his ears ringing from everything and he processed what Mobius had said about atoned actions and he slowly pushed himself from the table into a standing position he winced as standing up the ache in his backside was intense and he reached a hand back to rub and feel the welts left from that horrible paddle and he was sure he had bruises and he then looked up in surprise when Mobius was offering him a comfort, not something he was used to and he stood there a moment as if he was on pause and hesitated. "Is...is this a trick? y-you don't really want me to...uh...hug you...and I don't need comfort...I never have...even when I was a kid."
"Whoa, wait...what? You gotta be kidding me? You have never received a hug for afterwards?" Mobius just shook his head, and reached out for Loki now pulling him into a manly, and gruff hug. He could feel Loki shaking a bit, and he just held him a little more tightly, and started to rub his back. "Eh, the pain? Well it's gonna last a little bit, because well, that implement is quite the bastard..."
Loki felt shock as he was pulled into the tight bear like hug, he felt himself melting into it closing his eyes, he could feel his heart racing and the embrace seemed to envelope him like a warm blanket and he felt his breath start to calm down and his trembling started to stop as if Mobius was able to calm him by his embrace. He had never been hugged like this and he had a desire to never stop being held by this man. He could hear the rumble in his chest as he spoke the truthful words to him. "Well I hope that I can avoid that particular implement in the future" Of course to Loki avoidance meant trying to squirm, hide or talk his way out of trouble, not actual behavior change. Slowly Lokis arms raised to wrap around Mobius waist to hug him back. "I did not like that 'reform' session, I don't want to do another one"
Holding Loki, and having him be held back, it was different, something he hadn't really got a lot of here at the TVA. He chuckled a bit, hearing Loki mention that he didn't like the reform sessions, and not wishing to have another one. Mobius of course knew, that just by him mentioning that, that of course it was going to happen again, and again, and...of course again. Loki needed a firm hand, and it looked to be that Mobius was the one to give it to him. He then squeezed him a little bit, and released him, setting him back, looking at him square in the eye. "I don't blame you for not wishing to be hauled over the table again. Perhaps you will learn something, or you know...you won't." He then slowly reached out a hand, cupping the side of Loki's face. "Y-You know...I am not the bad guy here...you get that, right?"
Loki felt his breath catch in his chest as his face was cupped as Mobius seemed to allude that this would most likly not be the last time that he would receive a session like this, but the way he looked into his eyes Loki saw the genuine look of care in them, he had never seen that look before from another man and he felt himself biting his lower lip as he held the eye contact before finally answering in almost a whisper. "Y-yes...I...I actually do...you...are trying to help...I am just not used to ...having to follow someone else's rules...I make my own rules...and I do what I want...its been that way for a very...very long time...its hard to expect me to simply be okay with that" He paused a moment before adding. "But considering the situation I am in with you...I will...try"
Mobius released his hand from Loki's cheek and just stood there staring at him. "Well, you know I am always here to talk...and well, while I will have to lock you in your cell tonight, because I simply cannot trust you after what happened, you know it's only for your own good." He then lingered for a moment longer, and turned Loki around, pointing to the door, and giving him one last firm clout onto his backside. "Go on, get outta here...and make sure you get right to bed..."
The silhouette to his cell door suddenly appeared glowing orange and the firm smack to his already sore bottom seemed to send him on his way and he winced and looked over his shoulder at him to give a bit of a small pout. "Yes sir, of course Mobius I wouldn't think of doing anything else" he said with a twinge of a smile on his lips as he went through the doorway that deposited him to his cell, a very simple square room with no doors or windows, the glowing door disappeared as soon as he walked through it and he was then left to himself in the room that provided him an unusually comfortable bed, a sink, toilet and a strange square dispenser on the wall where meals were provided , and of course a tv in the corner wall out of his reach that played TVA propaganda of how he could improve himself as a Variant. Loki gingerly got into bed trying to avoid laying on his backside as it was still throbbing and he closed his eyes seeing only in his mind, the face of Mobius.