Damon-Ric/Stefan (MM/M) brush, hand, paddles
Mystic Falls, Virginia, 2010
Sunday
The Next Day
Stefan woke up alone. He turned onto his side and groaned as he felt a warm ache in his backside. His hands flew back. The spankings! Not just from Lexi, but Elena and...Damon, Caroline, and even Bonnie?
Damon walked in with a smirk, "Sore butt, Brother?"
"Damon, it fells hot and almost itchy. Why aren't I healing? Oh, no, that spell!" Stefan uttered in horror.
"Yup, Lex, had Bon stop your healing so you learn a good lesson. Sorry, little bro, you were pretty bad last night," Damon scolded lightly.
Stefan carefully got out of bed and pulled down one side of his pants in the mirror.
"Damon, look, my butt is still red. This is abuse! How am I supposed to sit today?" Stefan whined.
Damon frowned, "Abuse. Your backside is a little pink, I hardly think you were abused, young man. Plus, you are still on restriction. And I am not happy that you didn't do your chores or make your bed yesterday when I told you to."
"But Damon, I can't now. I am too sore," Stefan urged as he pulled up his pants and rubbed.
"I have a jar of cold cream that Lexi told me to apply when you go up. She didn't want to wake you, but she said behave and she will see you soon," Damon said producing a jar of cream.
"Did Elena leave, too?" Stefan said laying back down flat on the bed. Lexi had trained him to do this when she applied the cream.
Damon came and sat on the bed. He pulled down Stefan's pajama pants and began to smooth the cold cream on gently. There were one or two areas a little red, but overall, his backside looked just mildly pink.
Stefan moaned, "Thanks, Damon. That feels better. You're not going to spank me again today, are you? Please say no, Damon!"
Damon confessed, "I am really tempted to, baby Brother. The way you acted up and then defied Elena and everyone last night. But how about this, I'll give you one more chance to behave. But if you misbehave today and that sore butt doesn't motivate you, you will get one heck of a licking at bedtime tonight. Maybe even a reminder before you go to school tomorrow. I want all your school work completed today."
Stefan's pants were still down so the cream could absorb. Stefan agreed, "Yes, Damon. I will be good and get everything done. I swear. If I don't, you can smack me again."
Damon gently patted Stefan's behind, "It's a deal. Now, get up, I made breakfast."
Gilbert Residence
Ric heard Jenna's vomiting again, "Jenna, I'm calling Dr. Fell, if this continues. I know you said you are not pregnant, but it's been days.."
Jenna wiped her mouth on towel and then started to brush her teeth again, "I'm fine, Ric. Give me another day, okay?"
"Okay, if you are sure. Let me get you some tea," Ric said.
"Fine. I'm coming downstairs, too," Jenna said putting on her robe.
They found Uncle John in the kitchen drinking coffee.
"John! Where have you been?" Jenna blurted out.
"I was back at Whitmore College, seeing an old friend. Funny, I found this box of my parents things out in the burn pit," John griped.
Ric walked over, "Bonnie and Jeremy said they were going to burn this stuff. John, don't touch anything. This is how we got possessed!"
"Yeah, you don't have to remind me, Ric. I remember because you paddled the devil out of me, just like my daddy used to," John snarked.
Ric winced, "Look John, that wasn't me. I couldn't control myself. In my mind, you were a bad little boy who was supposed to be in bed. I thought I was doing the right thing."
John frowned, "Well, I almost couldn't sit the next day. This is what happens in a town when you let supernaturals rolls through without any consequences, I told the council that!"
"People get paddled?" Jenna asked wryly. "Maybe you should be a better boy and you wouldn't need some many spankings."
John now flushed, "Funny, Jenna. The ones around here who do need some discipline don't get it because they are unsupervised and spoiled. Do you even know what time Elena and Jeremy got home last night?"
Jenna said, "Jeremy was working at the Grill until 11pm. Elena was with Stefan. She called. We knew where she was. It was Saturday night. What do you think their curfew should be? 9pm?"
"10pm on weekends is reasonable. Look, Jenna, I don't want to fight you for custody, but I want to know that my brothers' children are safe and taken care of. Do you really think that Miranda and Grayson would have let these kids run around and miss so much school?" John pressed.
"No, I don't. But a lot has happened. John, I am willing to sit down and make up a list of ground rules and consequences. But don't you dare think that you are going to coerce me into treating these kids like your parents treated you" Jenna fired back.
"Jenna, that was twenty plus years ago. I don't expect you to punish them for the slightest mistake, but they need to know there are some consequences. You tried to ground Jeremy and he just blew it off and you let it go," John recalled.
Ric cut in, "Is that true?"
Jenna nodded, "Yes, Jeremy was defiant, but he is better now. John, they are teenagers, not babies."
"I know that," John said carefully. "But they don't respect you as an authority figure. I am going to be honest here. I need to go, but I am reluctant to leave unless I can have an agreement that my nephew and my...niece, are well taken care of."
"I'm not going to beat them, if that is what you are insinuating," Jenna snapped.
Ric put a hand on her shoulder, "Jenna, I think what John is saying is that the kids might need a firmer hand. Jeremy, especially. Look John, if you are okay with it, I will step in if the need arises."
John nodded, "You are already their teacher. I suppose that gives you some authority. I know from personal experience that you can swing a mean paddle."
Ric put up his hands, "I wouldn't be that hard on the kids, John. But I promise you, if they need it, I am here. Jenna, would that set your mind at ease?"
Jenna nodded, "John, we will agree as long as you drop your bid for custody of the kids."
John agreed, "Tell them I said goodbye. I have to leave right now. It is not safe for me. If they don't see me again, tell them I tried to keep this town safe."
Jenna would agree to anything to get rid of John, "We will. Good luck, John."
John picked up his bag and left. He turned and took the box of his parents' things and walked out.
Ric shrugged and hugged her, "Don't worry. The kids will be fine. He's out of our lives for a while."
"Thank God," Jenna said as she ran to the sink to vomit again.
"That's it. I'm calling the doctor!" Ric said going towards the phone.
This time, Jenna didn't argue.
Salvatore Boarding House
"You were supposed to finish this paper last week!" Damon yelled at Stefan. Stefan cried quietly.
"Sorry, Damon. I just didn't feel like doing it," Stefan admitted.
"Well, when I am smacking your butt tonight over it, you can ask yourself if it was worth it," Damon said sharply.
"No! Give me another chance!" Stefan fumed. Damon picked up the paddle brush that Lexi had left for Elena and went after Stefan. Stefan vamped to the other side of the room. Damon caught him as he tried to open the door and dragged him back to the desk chair. He threw Stefan over his lap and paddled him over his pajama pants until his brother began to kick and scream. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
"Now, back to your desk and finish this. There is more where this came from!" Damon snapped.
Stefan whined and huffed as he carefully said back at his desk and went back to his paper.
"I'm doing it. You don't have to watch me," Stefan commented.
"I should not have to," Damon acknowledged. "I have laundry to do and dinner to put on. I will check on you before we eat."
As soon as Damon left, Stefan pick up his buzzing cell phone.
"Elena! Yes, no, I'm fine. Just doing that stupid history paper for Ric...Yeah, it's a little late but I'm trying to finish it. No, it's fine...I can talk...," Stefan said getting up and going to rest on his stomach on his bed. He could chat with his girl a while. Everyone deserves a break.
Damon made a nice dinner of surf and turf. Stefan had always liked lobster tail. Damon liked the rib-eye steak. Damon's speciality was making a delicious garlic butter sauce. He added garlic knots and a large salad. Damon got caught up in dinner and never checked in on Stefan.
"Stefan, dinner!" Damon yelled up the stairs.
Stefan's face registered shock, "Crap, Elena. I gotta go. Dinner time. Love ya."
Stefan vamped downstairs and found Damon serving.
Katherine waltzed in with a tall handsome man, "This is Mason Lockwood. My boyfriend."
Damon shook his hand, "Hi Mason, welcome. Hope you like surf and turf."
"Yeah, of course. I haven't eaten like this since I blew my trust fund!" Mason joked.
Stefan came in and got introduced, "So what brings you to town, Mason?"
"Well, my brother died and I wanted to help out Carol. I'm sure my nephew Tyler is giving her a hard time. You know, boys of that age and all," Mason said skipping the salad and going right to the meat.
Katherine went and got some wine, "What a guy!"
"Kathy here convinced me to come back and I thought, 'Why not?'" Mason reasoned.
"Yes, we've recently returned to Mystic Falls after a long absence, too," Damon said snatching the red wine from Katherine and pouring it himself. "So how long have you been with old Kathy here?"
"Six months," Mason answered. "Nice of you to put her up. This is a nice house."
"Just as nice as the Lockwood Mansion, I bet," Stefan said shifting in his hard wooden chair.
"Yeah, I guess," Mason said.
Stefan held up his empty wine glass and Damon shook his head.
Katherine laughed, "What? He can't drink either? Daddy Damon is a ball breaker!"
"Katherine, we don't speak that way at the table," Damon scolded. "Stefan, if you must know, is being punished and has homework to complete. So right after dinner, he is going to finish it. Right, Stefan?"
Stefan colored at the announcement that he was being punished, "Yes, Damon."
Katherine giggled again, "Stefan, you know, you don't have to listen to him! Damon is your brother, not your father."
"Kathy, I think you should back off. It's really none of our business," Mason interjected.
"Me? Back off. I made the two of them. Everything they do is my business," Katherine smiled meanly.
Damon shook his head, "You got us killed...Not sure that means you own us. Especially since you abandoned us for 160 some years. Say, what every happened to the other cave vamps. Are they still trapped? Your best friend Pearl?"
"I'm working on it," Katherine said sharply. "Mason, eat up!"
"Kathy, what has gotten into you?" Mason asked in shock.
"She likes to run the show, Mason. Feel free to ignore her," Damon said as he continued to eat.
"That worked so well for you, didn't it?" Katherine quipped.
"Katherine, we are having a nice dinner. Then, Stefan is finishing his homework and going to bed. Since I cooked, why don't you finish the dishes?" Damon spat.
Mason chimed in, "We would love to. This is excellent, Damon."
"Glad you enjoyed, Mason. Stefan, come on, time to go up," Damon ordered. Stefan considered arguing, but realized Katherine had annoyed Damon enough that he would drag him upstairs physically if he had to.
Stefan showed Damon some of the other homework he completed. He showed him a completed paper for history. He didn't say that it had been purchased from someone else. All Stefan had to do was copy it, but he would do that during study hall tomorrow.
"See Damon, I finished it," Stefan fibbed.
"Good. I'm proud of you, Stefan. Go take your bath and go right to bed. I decided since you finished all your work, I'll skip your bedtime spanking," Damon said tiredly.
"Thanks, Damon. Before school?" Stefan asked anxiously.
"We'll see," Damon said. "I am tired myself. Can you get yourself in bed tonight?"
"Yes, of course! You don't need to tuck me in," Stefan laughed. Damon kissed him.
"I know, but I like to," Damon smiled. He yawned and then went in his own room and fell into a deep sleep.
Katherine snuck up while Stefan was in the shower, she stripped and slipped in the bathroom.
"Whoa, what happened to your backside? Did Damon whip you?" Katherine cried in shock.
Stefan recoiled and grabbed a towel, "Katherine, I have a girlfriend now! You can't do things like this."
"Your bottom!" Katherine said pointing.
"Fine, I got paddled with the hair brush last night and a little today. Bonnie did an anti healing spell," Stefan said as the whole story spilled out.
"What a bitch! Do you think you could get that witch to lift the barrier? I would like to get Pearl out sooner rather than later," Katherine asked.
"Bonnie? She wouldn't do something like that! Are you crazy?" Stefan asked.
"What if she thought I was holding you hostage?" Katherine smirked.
"I can't even leave. I am grounded," Stefan said glancing at his doorway.
"I drugged the wine. Damon and Mason are out cold. You are friend until tomorrow morning," Katherine said with triumph.
Stefan said, "Well, I would like to see Elena tonight. Maybe she could convince Bonnie? Let me get dressed."
Stefan made Katherine turn around as he dressed. Right when they were descending the stairway, Damon caught them.
"Damon, I thought you were sleeping!" Stefan gasped.
"No, the vervain doesn't work very long when you drink it everyday...Next time, Kathy!" Damon growled. He had woken up suddenly and felt something was wrong. He never passed out like that.
"Look, Stefan was going to help me get this Bennett witch to bring down the barrier. Like you said, I do need Pearl, Damon," Katherine broke down.
Damon looked at Stefan, "Get up to bed. I deal with you tomorrow morning. Katherine, you go to your room, too. I am going to check on Mason."
Damon found Mason slumped over the dining room table, he revived him with some ice and by standing him up.
"What happened?" Mason wondered.
"Katherine drugged us," Damon said explaining the whole story.
"I feel like I am in over my head with this one," Mason acknowledged. "I would have helped her rescue her friend, if she just asked."
"Good that you get that. Mason, you should probably head home. Katherine is stronger than all of us put together physically, but mentally, she is a spoiled 19 year old princess," Damon revealed.
"That explains a lot. Thanks for dinner. My head is throbbing. Tell Kathy not to bother me again," Mason added.
"Will do," Damon chirped. He lay on the couch and passed out again.
Morning
Stefan felt horrible. He had disobeyed Damon and lied to him again.
Damon came in, "We're running late. You behave at school. I'm calling Ric. If that paper isn't perfect, he has my permission to tan your hide right at school!"
"He's not allowed to, Damon!" Stefan wailed.
Damon grabbed Stefan and asked, . "Do you want your pants taken down right here?"
"No, Damon. I just mean he can't paddle me at school," Stefan clarified.
"Ric certainly can and will. You just go and make sure he doesn't need to or I will spank you twice as hard when you get home," Damon warned. He looked at the clock. "Go now, or you will be late."
"Yes, Damon," Stefan said grabbing his backpack and thermos of animal blood.
Second Period, History Class
Ric was aghast, "Stefan, I can't believe you would try to cheat! And hell, you didn't even finish cheating. Who hands in a half blank assignment? Damon just called me this morning and warned me to blister your behind if you acted up. I never considered that you would cheat."
Stefan couldn't stop crying, "Ric, please don't tell him. My butt isn't healing. Bonnie did a spell and I just got spanked yesterday. Please, Ric, I'll redo the paper!"
"Yes, you will, but you are getting paddled. Damon filled me in on your behavioral problems lately. I think I know how to help him solve them. You know, I think your brother has a soft spot for you and you take full advantage of that. Do you agree?" Ric asked sternly.
"Yes, sir. Damon always protected me. When we were kids, he would lie to get me out of a licking, even if I deserved it. I guess I never learned how to take responsibility for my actions," Stefan admitted. "Ric, what are you going to do to me?"
"I'm about to hold a meeting of the board of education, because we need to get to the bottom of this problem," Ric said lightly as he took out a large wooden paddle. Stefan recoiled in horror.
"No, Ric, I've never been paddled like that before!" Stefan sobbed. He was terrified.
"It's gonna hurt. Take everything out of your pockets. I'm going to lock the door," Ric said crossing to the door in his classroom. The lights were dimmed and the blinds shut.
"Are you allowed to do this?" Stefan sniffled.
"Not like this, but this was an official school paddle. They were still using it just a few years back, but you know, law suits and such. But Damon asked me to do this for your own good. No fussing or I'm going to call him to hold you down," Ric promised. "Or maybe even Caroline. All your friends are concerned about your behavior."
Stefan nodded and wiped away tears, "Okay, Ric."
Ric bent Stefan over his desk and told him to spread his legs, "You getting three over your pants. Then, three over your underwear, and then three...,-"
"No, not on my bare butt! I told you I'm not healing!" Stefan shouted. "Damn, this isn't fair!"
"Fine, let's make it five," Ric said lining up the large wooden blade of the paddle over Stefan's clothed rear. Ric drew back and Stefan heard the whack before feeling the burn. Whack!
Stefan bit his lip and braced himself for another smack.
Whack!
Whack!
Stefan threw his hands back and Ric yelled at him to move them. Stefan did reluctantly.
"Please," Stefan begged. "It hurts too much!"
Whack!
Whack!
"Awwwwwww, Ric, it's hurts," Stefan wailed. His behind was on fire. The lack of healing made him feel raw and vulnerable. Stefan wasn't used to the prolonged sting. A vampire healed quickly, now Stefan healed slower than Damon, because of the animal blood, but still much faster than a human.
"Pants down, Stef," Ric said gently. Stefan sniffed and fumbled with his belt and unbuckled it. He undid his pants and slid them down revealing his thin, white briefs. Ric pulled down Stefan's pants to his knees and had him lean over again. A little red peeked out beneath the white of the briefs.
Ric lined up the blade again and swatted the teen vampire firmly. Whap!
Stefan popped up and covered his briefs.
"That one didn't count. I don't think you want to go over my knee for a paddling do you? I have a little round paddle, I think they used to spank the girls with, that I could use," Ric warned.
"No, Ric, I am sorry. I can take it," Stefan vowed but his hands were still rubbing his seat.
"Stefan, move your hands or you're getting spanked over my lap with those pants down the whole time," Ric repeated.
Stefan whimpered and got back into position. Ric pulled back and paddled him again. Whap! This time Stefan screamed and popped up clenching his bottom. Stefan looked toward the door as if he was going to flee. Ric was frustrated as he hadn't been swatting Stefan that hard. The boy was being theatrical.
"It's a good thing Bonnie put a privacy spell on the room and sealed that door," Ric shared.
Stefan stomped up and down, "I can't do this. My behind is on fire. I already got paddled enough. Please, I learned my lesson."
"Stefan, your punishment is not over," Ric led Stefan over to his desk chair carefully. Stefan's pants were still bunched around his knees. Ric pulled Stefan's briefs down and tipped him over his lap. Stefan's rear was pink, but not too red. As Ric suspected, he could take a lot more.
Stefan's hands hit the cold while tile, but he was grateful to avoid that big paddle. Ric fished something else out of his desk. It was the round wooden paddle, measurin inches. He held it in front of Stefan's face.
"This is the other wooden paddle. It's going to be use big enough swat each cheek and cover all those little areas the other paddle couldn't. It probably packs a punch, too. I might send this home with you so Damon can use it when you don't behave. You know, Stef, a lot of us care about you," Ric said. "I hate to see you going down the wrong path because I know you are a good kid."
Stefan opened his mouth to beg for another chance when Ric transferred the paddle to his right hand and began spanking. Stefan's backside felt lit up like a spark. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!His eyes opened wide and his legs began to kick and pinwheel. Ric held Stefan firmly as he paddled him swiftly across both cheeks, then went back to the middle of each cheek. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
"Riccccc," Stefan hollered. Ric swatted the inside of his thighs lightly.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
Ric decided to stop at twenty whacks. Stefan's behind was looking swollen and very rosy.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
Stefan had stopped struggling and lay defeated over Ric's knees. Ric put the paddle on his desk and carefully replaced Stefan's briefs and pants. He yanked out a tissue from the box on his desk and stood up Stefan carefully. He stood and wiped his face. Then, sat and pulled Stefan on his lap for a hug.
"Buddy, I consider you to be like a little brother to me, too. Damon's my best friend and I know he would die for you. But you are testing him. He is trying to do right by you, but when you break his groundings and disobey him, you are disrespecting him and all he is doing for you," Ric said quietly. Stefan was able to stop crying.
"I know. I don't mean to take advantage of him," Stefan said hoarsely.
"I know, but you do. I want you to take home this paddle. The little one. You are going to confess how you lied to Damon last night and were planning to cheat. If he wants to give you another paddling, you take it. You will soon start to heal, but until then, maybe your stinging butt will encourage you to start behaving," Ric said patting his back.
"I'm sorry, Ric. I will. I promise," Stefan said.
"Good. I will be checking up with Damon. By the way, I am giving you detention for the paper, with me," Ric informed him.
"For how long?" Stefan asked.
"Until you finish the paper, young man," Ric said patting his rear.
"Okay, Ric," Stefan said.
"Now, you can stand in the corner for ten minutes until my next class. That will cool that butt down, but no rubbing. If you forget, that means swats with the big paddle," Ric warned.
"Yes, sir," Stefan said. "But Ric, did they really use that round paddle on the girls?"
Ric said, "Well, I found it in a bunch of stuff from the cheerleading coach. The bigger paddle was in the old principal's stuff in storage. I also found an old time capsule from the mayor. I don't know why it never got buried. So many odd things in storage here. Now, in the corner!"
Stefan's bum was burning and his briefs and pants felt tight around it. Stefan was just glad the door was shut. He wasn't too worried about Damon, his brother would never use that nasty paddle on him. Damon would probably just smack him a few times and ground him again. Stefan didn't care as long as Elena could visit.
Ric sighed and put the round paddle in Stefan's backpack. Damon really had to take a firm stance with Stefan.
"Hands on head," Ric called as he watched the teen vampire shuffle from foot to foot in the corner. Stefan obeyed, but only after Ric was ready to get up and give him another good swat with the big paddle. Stefan seemed an expert at pushing someone right to the line.
Ric cringed to remember his promise to John to start keeping Jeremy in line. He was another one. Ric recalled there being some other old discipline tools in the old storage room. Maybe he should dig few the boxes to take something home. Jenna wouldn't like it, but a promise was a promise.
Jenna was supposed to go to the doctor soon. Ric just hoped she was okay. The rest, they could face together.