Pairing: Rebekah/Aurora (F/F) hand (request fulfilled for Reviewer_only)
Klaus/Hope: (M/f) hand, paddle, mouthsoaping
One Day Before Mardi Gras
The Compound
Finn and Sage had just completed bringing their and Jazmine's things in when Freya raised the alarm that Aurora was on the loose.
Sage looked at Finn in surprise. He replied, "I have no idea what is going on. You two ladies, stay in here and watch some tv and I'll go check it out. Sage, my darling, would you lock the door behind me?"
"Finn, I'm not afraid. If this vampire is 1000, I'm almost just as old," Sage reassured him.
"I know, darling. Just humor me, please," Finn begged. He smiled at Jazmine and tapped her lightly on the nose before he left.
"Fine," Sage said. "Give us the secret knock upon your return, dear husband." He smiled and went off to see what was going on.
"What's the secret knock?" Jazmine asked as she pushed up her glasses. Sage went to push her dark chin length hair back. It was secured on both sides with white barrettes.
"Oh honey, I was just joking. Daddy and I don't really have one. How about we can make one up?" Sage suggested.
"Okay," Jazmine said as she hopped up and started knocking on the various hard surfaces of the room. "If the bad lady comes in here, can I suck out her power?"
Sage was taken aback, "Sweetie, we talked about this in the car remember. We don't want you doing what you did to Uncle Klaus again. That was not nice, but if you are in danger, then yes, you can siphon a bad doer." Sage and Finn had tried to make it clear to Jazmine that siphoning Klaus could have gone a very different way if he was a regular vampire. She claimed she could sense the amount of power in a vampire and knew how much she could take before causing harm.
"Are you still mad at me for being bad?" Jazmine frowned. She had on a pair of leggings and a embroidered denim dress over it.
"Hey," Sage said getting up and going over closer to her daughter. She crouched down to her level as Jazmine was swinging her legs back and forth on the edge of the bed.
"Look at me please, Jazmine. I am not angry at you and you are not bad, okay? You heard Dad and I talking didn't you?" Sage asked evenly.
Jazmine nodded looking down again.
"Honey, we had a little disagreement about if you should get consequences for what you did," Sage started. "Daddy didn't think you knew that it was naughty to siphon your uncle. I think you are a very smart little girl and were showing off a little. You want to tell me more about it? I won't get mad about it, but I would like to know the truth."
Jazmine blushed a little, "I just wanted to clean my shirt, but I guess I knew I wasn't supposed to take power from people."
"So I think what we are going to have to do is have Aunt Freya make a special piece of jewelry just for you. It will stop you from siphoning magic and you can focus on being a little girl," Sage smiled.
"Could I have a princess necklace?" Jazmine asked widening her big brown eyes.
"Whatever you want, but you won't be able to take it off when you are around people. Could you handle that?" Sage inquired gently.
"I think so, but what if I took it off and did siphon?" Jazmine pressed.
"Then, you will be in big trouble, my little Princess Jazmine. We need to keep you safe and the people around you safe. I am sorry, you have to deal with all of this, but it is reality," Sage said calmly.
Jazmine's face crumpled, "But it's not fair! Why do I get in trouble because I am special? I like to siphon."
"Jazmine, take your breaths. You are getting upset. I don't know why you were born with these gifts, but you were. Come on, sit on my lap, let's find a show," Sage said wanting to change the subject. She knew once Jazmine lost it, she would throw a full-on tantrum, so it was best to prevent that in the early stages. She arranged them on the bed and turned on the tv.
Courtyard
Marcel hefted his son down from his shoulders.
"This is called the courtyard. You would not believe what we used to keep in here when I was a boy,-" Marcel started to tell his six-year old son, Jamie.
Rebekah froze and put down her suitcase, "What's going on? Do you hear that?" Marcel did and picked up Jamie again.
"What is it, Daddy?" Jamie asked with big eyes.
"I don't know, bud. Listen," Marcel said tilting his head.
"Marcel, take him to the safe room. I'm going to check this out," Rebekah said quietly. Marcel nodded and took their son through the secret passage behind the bookshelf in Elijah's study to hide. Rebekah could not be killed and it made sense for her to check out the danger first while Marcel got Jamie to safety.
Rebekah sensed something, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.
"My lovely sire, it has been too long," a voice called out to Rebekah from the balcony above.
Rebekah looked up to see Aurora jump down. The red-haired, green eyed vampire was only 5'3, but still wearing the tight white dress she had worn on the day Freya had put her to sleep years before. Rebekah could tell she was in a state of mental euphoria.
"Aurora? Who the bloody hell woke you up?" Rebekah griped. She was not afraid of Aurora, but knew that she had drank the potion. Rebekah could not snap her neck or harm her in case Aurora became an upgraded Original. It was not worth the risk.
"Some natty little boy undaggered me, then left. Nice chap. Where is Niklaus? I would like to chat with him," Aurora said as she approached Rebekah. "We could still be real sisters, Rebekah! Wouldn't that be a gas? I don't even know what year it is. Where is my brother?"
Freya came from behind Aurora, she cast a pain spell.
"Oh, a pain spell. How nice! I thank you. It is really waking me up a little more," Aurora giggled.
Freya said, "She almost killed the upstairs maid. Elijah saved her. Give me some time to cast another strong sleeping sleep. We can't hurt her because of the serum."
Rebekah nodded to her sister.
Aurora came closer, "I don't wanna try another nap. I am no longer tired. Your maid was tasty. Can I have another snack?"
Rebekah growled, "I ought to put your to bed again with a good spanking, you little brat. All the damn trouble you caused trying to lock me up for all eternity. I never did pay you back."
"No, Mommy, don't. Rebekah, if I didn't know better...I would say you fancied me. Call Niklaus to watch! I am getting a funny feeling in my,-" Aurora gasped as Rebekah vamped to Aurora and gripped her bicep tightly.
Rebekah kicked out a chair in one of the courtyard table chairs and sat down. Freya was trying to quickly prepare another sleeping draught on the bar and flashed five fingers. She needed more time.
Rebekah easily held the struggling vampire in front of her, "I should have whacked you hard the first time after you pulled that nonsense and I healed you in your father's castle."
"No one ever disciplined me before! I was the lady of the house. Pain does not affect me, but perhaps you are too slow to realize that," Aurora taunted. She spit in Rebekah's face. Rebekah squeezed her eyes shut and made up her mind to teach Aurora a lesson in manners in the few minutes left that she had to be awake.
"Let's see about that," Rebekah said matter-of-factly. Soon Aurora found herself face down with her hands on the floor over Rebekah's lap.
"Are you serious? This is rather kinky, Mistress Rebekah. I never thought you had it in you, my sire," Aurora laughed. Rebekah lifted up Aurora's short dress and whacked the seat of Aurora's underpants hard. Spank!
"Owww," Aurora blurted, "Is that all you got?" Spank! Spank! Spank!
"I guess your panties didn't misbehave did they? I should have done this a thousand bloody years ago for real," Rebekah mused as she spanked Aurora with gusto. She pulled down her white bikini underwear and swatted her bare behind. Each hard impact left a pink hand print. Crack! Crack! Crack! Soon Aurora's bottom was a bright pink and Rebekah swatted her sit spots and then her upper thighs.
"Okay," Aurora snickered nervously, "You made your point! You have anger issues."
Rebekah hummed as she swatted the behind in front of her. Aurora began to wiggle and try to push off Rebekah's lap. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Stop, you bitch!" Aurora shouted. Rebekah just spanked methodically and thoroughly. Smack! Smack!
Rebekah ended with two mighty smacks on Aurora's sit spots. She then brought her up to a sitting position on her knee. Aurora had kicked off her underpants and her dress was still hiked up. Rebekah saw Freya was still working on the spell. The whole spanking had only been two or three minutes. Aurora's eyes widened and she hissed when her stinging bare bottom came to rest on Rebekah's jean covered thigh. Rebekah held her hands in front of her while she wiggled and tried to stand up.
"Now stop, I know it smarts but I want you to tell me why you got a spanking," Rebekah lectured.
Aurora sobbed, "I never got a spanking before. It hurts!"
"Aurora de Martel, do you want to get another spanking? Now tell me why I had to put you over my knee," Rebekah demanded.
"I tried to kill the maid. I was...sassy. I spit in your face. S-Sorry," Aurora cried. "I just feel so crazy that I can't c-control it!"
"You are forgiven. I guess you trying to imprison me is a longer conversation. Now, Freya is going to have to put you to sleep until we can figure out how to help you. You are very strong and dangerous in your current state of mine. I promise that when we can help, we will wake you and I will teach you how to behave properly," Rebekah promised.
"No, no, I don't wanna nap again. It's boring," Aurora whined. "I know I'm crazy, but who cares about humans? They are expendable."
Freya caught Rebekah's eye and nodded. She held up a needle.
Rebekah filled Aurora back over her lap and Aurora began to thrash violently thinking she was getting another spanking. Rebekah popped her behind. Smack! "Stop fussing. Freya's giving you the shot now. It's going to be okay. Just relax. Shh." Freya came and did the spell with Aurora over Rebekah's lap. She injected her in the right cheek and then said an incantation.
"That should do it," Freya said in relief.
Rebekah nodded and pulled her the first vampire she had ever made. Aurora was getting sleepy. Rebekah held her on her lap, "Now shut your eyes. Time for bed." Soon Aurora was out. Freya helped Rebekah redress her and Rebekah asked Freya to get Marcel and Jamie out of the safe room. She found her brother Niklaus at the doorway.
"Oh God, I didn't know you were there. Did you watch that?" Rebekah said looking down at Aurora.
"I did. You know I loved her so much once. You were very sweet to her," Klaus commented
"She spit in my face and I spanked the bejesus out of her, but I loved her, too, once. I thought I healed her that night...I never thought she would throw herself out of her window. And so it began," Rebekah recalled.
"Yes, our sire lines. Do you think things would have been different if we could have stayed? If Father wasn't hunting us," Klaus said opening the door for Rebekah in the upstairs parlor where Aurora's coffin was.
"I do. I think we could have all grown up a little together instead of running and living in fear. But we had no choice, Nik. Did we?" Rebekah said as she laid Aurora down in the coffin. "Say, could you put her in a below location? Maybe the crypt? I meant what I said. If we can figure out a way to help her illness, I would wake her up. I feel somewhat responsible for her."
Before Klaus could respond, Marcel came in, followed by Jamie. Klaus smiled and put his arms out to the curly red-haired six year old imp with violet eyes and freckles.
"Grandpa!" Jamie said as Klaus picked him up and spun him. Klaus hugged Marcel with one arm.
"Hey Dad, looking good. A little excitement today, huh?" Marcel grinned.
"Indeed, your little sister has been giving me gray hair. How has this clever young man been behaving?" Klaus asked with a smile.
Rebekah turned from Aurora and said, "Jamie, tell him your good news!"
"I got into Mensa!" Jamie announced. "They called to tell us yesterday. I'm an official member and will be able to vote."
Klaus looked at Rebekah in confusion. She explained, "The organization for smart people...Mostly adults..."
"Oh yes, of course. What? At six years old. My word, this calls for celebration. Congrats, lad. What was your IQ?" Klaus gushed.
Marcel cut in, "Over 180. One of the highest ever."
"But Daddy is still making me play sports!" Jamie complained.
"You gotta be well-rounded," Marcel added. "Can't have you sitting around 24/7, right?"
Jamie stuck out his tongue at Marcel, Rebekah coughed back at laugh.
"Just cause you're in Mensa doesn't mean you can't get put in time out, young man," Marcel said lightly. "What do you say?"
"You heard your father," Rebekah said firmly.
"Sorry, Daddy," Jamie said reluctantly.
Klaus guffawed, "Someone is developing a teenage attitude a few years early. Jamie, did your mother ever tell you about the time your father-?"
"Dad, um, isn't Finn here with...?" Marcel interrupted before Klaus started on about the mishaps of his youth.
"Oh yes, let's go meet young Jazmine! You two have something in common," Klaus proposed.
"We're both six? We're both adopted?" Jamie started.
"No," Klaus said. "Keep going."
"We're both geniuses?" Jamie went on.
"No, I don't believe so," Klaus wondered.
"We both have vampires for parents," the child guessed.
"No! You both...have freckles!" Klaus laughed as he picked up Jamie and tickled him.
Marcel and Rebekah let them go ahead.
Marcel turned and looked at the coffin, "So Aurora was loose? What if she got to Jamie? Dammit, Bekah, that is terrifying."
"I know, Marcel. She's a handful. I spanked the stuffing out of her before Freya put her back to sleep. She spit in my face. Ugh, she needs help," Rebekah mused.
"She needed something. Maybe you got her straightened out? But really, it's not our concern now. Jamie's safety is. I am going to be glued to our son's side until we leave. Can't they lock up Aurora somewhere downstairs?" Marcel wondered.
"Yes, I'll see to it. She should be under until Freya wakes her," Rebekah said.
Marcel made a face. Rebekah hugged her husband, "Oh Marcel, don't be upset that Jamie stuck out his tongue at you. Jamie was just showing up for his grandpa. He knows he gets spoiled rotten here."
"It's disrespectful, Bex. I had a talk with him about behaving in the safe room. I warned him if he acts up like he did the last time he was here then we were going to warn up his little butt for him. He swore up and down that he would behave," Marcel shared.
"Well, Jamie may be smarter than us, but he is still a child with a lot to learn. He needs to know that the same rules apply whether we are all home or away. Now, good luck trying to discipline him with Klaus around," Rebekah said rolling her eyes.
"I don't know. It sounds like Hope is giving them a hard time. Maybe for once, he will back us up?" Marcel said.
"Nope. One puppy dog look from Jamie at his gramps and he could burn this place to the ground and not get a scolding. Do you smell smoke?" Rebekah said.
"It's just me, Little Sister. I had a cigar earlier. Don't rat me out," Kol said laughing. He shook hands with Marcel.
"Where's my nephew?" Kol asked.
"Meeting Finn and Sage's daughter. Where is Davina?" Rebekah asked politely.
"Working. So you have been missing some fun drama here. There are a group of fanatical vampires plotting against the wolves and who want to destroy all hybrids," Kol shared.
"Of course. Without a slew of enemies, a visit home would not feel complete," Rebekah quipped as she went to meet her newest niece.
Hope's Room
Klaus left Jamie with his parents and went to find his daughter. Hayley was already in the bedroom.
"What'd I miss?" Klaus asked.
"Your daughter disobeyed again! She was tracking Aurora through the house after we told her not to. I suppose we have to start locking her up since she doesn't listen," Hayley yelled.
"Hope, this is unacceptable. Aurora is an ancient vampire. Her strength is probably enough to match your mother's. How do you think you would do fighting her? It took your Aunt Rebekah and Aunt Freya to put her back to sleep!" Klaus informed her.
"Aunt Bex's is here! Can I go say hi?" Hope begged.
"Not right now. I was going to wait until tonight to punish you, but I think we best take care of this now. I want you to go down in the kitchen and get the paddle out of the drawer and bring it up here," Klaus ordered.
Hope paled, "But what if someone sees me? Daddy, no. I don't want to get paddled!"
"Sweetheart, in about two seconds, I am going to take off my belt. Now move," Klaus said in a low and menacing voice. Hope inhaled and quickly left the room with a sob.
Hayley stood, "Thank you for handling this, Klaus. With all the wedding preparations, I can't have her grounded again. And frankly, I almost can't look at her without wanting to slap her. I really need to calm down. Do you mind if I sit this one out?"
"No, of course not. You go. I was going to use some of Freya's salve. Could you put it on her before you leave?" Klaus asked.
"I had already asked Freya to slow her healing before. She doesn't need the salve. And Klaus, don't be afraid to pull down her pants and really give it to her this time. We've been handling her with kid gloves for too long and she doesn't listen worth shit. I love her more than anything, but she needs a wake up call," Hayley said tearfully.
"But I don't want to be inappropriate, I mean...," Klaus said.
"Leave her underpants up then. The girls show off more when they wear a bikini, right? Call me if you need me," Hayley kissed Klaus on the kiss and left. She was a grown woman about to be married, but she still didn't like to cry in front of anyone except Elijah. She was so furious at Hope. She knew it wasn't personal, but it still felt like her failure when her daughter disobeyed her.
Hope came in a minute later with the paddle in her hand hidden behind her leg.
"Where's Mom?" Hope sniffed.
"Sweetheart, you can see her after I punish you. Shut the door and lock it," Klaus said. He sat on Hope's bed and grabbed the paddle from his daughter when she came closer.
"Isn't that supposed to be a freakin' game? Like fun? Not something to beat your kid with!" Hope grumbled.
"You had a bunch of these when you were little, but those were flimsy pressboard. This was an original Schylling paddleball paddle from probably the 1950s or before. Eleven inches and solid wood. Not good for misbehaving children in those days and in this house," Klaus smirked.
"I'm not a child. I could have helped. Dad, please don't do this. You already spanked me this morning," Hope whimpered.
"I know those love taps healed in seconds. Did Mom tell you that Freya turned off your fast healing?" Klaus asked carefully.
Hope nodded, "I just wanted to help fix what I screwed up today."
"You still don't get that you need to obey us? Fine, let me get through to you via your stubborn behind," Klaus insisted.
Hope wept and mumbled, "I just spanked more now than I ever did when I was a little kid!"
"Maybe if I would have been firmer with you then, you would behave better now? Too late to know. Come on, over my lap," Klaus said. He leaned Hope over his left leg so her front half could rest on her bed. Her feet were still on the floor and she was struggling a little now that she realized this was going to happen.
"Can't I just get grounded again?" Hope wailed as Klaus made his hand flat and raised his arm high. Swat!
"Ouch!" Hope's eyes popped open and she tried to raise herself up. Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
Tears dripped onto Hope's bedspread as her bottom began to sting from the slaps peppering it.
"Daddddd, I'm too oldddd. Fuck, this hurts," Hope screeched. Whack! Klaus gave her a hearty smack on the center of both cheeks and stood her up.
"I warned you about that language, little girl," Klaus said firmly. He dragged Hope into her bathroom and found a new bar of soap.
"What are you doing?" Hope cried. She was rubbing her behind frantically. Her dad was smacking her hard and she knew it wasn't over. As an untriggered wolf, she didn't heal as fast as a regular werewolf, but they thought the vampire blood in her system also helped heal her, just not as quickly as a typical vampire.
"Stop rubbing your bum. I am soaping out your mouth for that cursing," Klaus unwrapped the little hotel bar under the hot water and found a clean washrag.
"Mom washed out my mouth before! It didn't work," Hope sassed.
"Young lady, you have been pushing it since I got home. Now open," Klaus ordered. He scrubbed out Hopes mouth with the washrag. She gagged and cried. Klaus then popped the soap into her mouth and steered her into the corner of her bathroom.
"Every time you curse, you are getting a mouth soaping for five minutes. Now face the corner please," Klaus said in a determined voice. Hope made a whining sound in her throat and stomped. She turned and went to take out the soap.
"It's too gross," Hope yelled.
Klaus went over and gave her a mighty crack on the behind. WHACK!
"Stop it, Daddy," Hope countered.
"That's it. Take down your pants. I am not getting through to you. If I have to do it, my belt is coming off and you will be a very sorry young lady tonight at supper," Klaus said sternly.
Hope sobbed and clamped her teeth on the soap. She unbuttoned her jeans and glared at her father before taking her pants to her knees. Hope was wearing white cotton underwear, but Klaus only noticed a little pinkness around the leg bands. He leaned back on the counter and folded his arms. After another two minutes of Hope sniffling in the corner, he told her that she could rinse out her mouth. With her pants down around her knees, she shuffled over and splashed water from the faucet.
"Just step out of your pants," Klaus said quietly. Hope gave him another dirty look and kicked them off, as she wiped her mouth with a towel. Klaus exhaled and pointed back in the bedroom.
"I mean it, Hope, no more cursing, talking back, or lying or your will get a mouth full of soap every time," Klaus warned.
Hope put her hands on her face and cried. Her t-shirt covered up her underpants for now.
Klaus put a pillow over his lap and sat back on her bed. He picked up the paddle and told Hope to get over his lap. She stomped and shuffled her feet in a pout.
Klaus sighed and began to unbuckle his belt, "I warned you."
"No, Daddy! I'm doing it." Hope threw herself over his lap. He picked up her legs so her whole body was on the bed.
Klaus patted the cotton covered surface of Hope's rear with the round paddle several times before swatting down. Pop! Pop! Klaus waited a few seconds before each swat. He concentrated on smacking the center of each cheek from left to right and every now and then, he'd spank her in the center of her behind. Pop! Pop!
Klaus left the paddle do the work and flicked his wrist to create an even sting. Soon Hope was kicking her legs and rocking her hips to move out of the way of the paddle.
Hope threw a hand back and Klaus ordered her to move it.
"Move it or I'm going to paddle you on the bare behind," Klaus warned. Hope wailed and cried louder as she fought and kicked to get out of position. Klaus lowered her panties just in the back and smacked her bare behind with the paddle firmly. Hope tried to now protect her bottom with her feet. Klaus shifted to move her legs to the floor so he could throw his right leg over her legs. Hope had plastered her hands over her behind during this move so Klaus gathered them up behind her back and decided to continue paddling lighter, but faster.
Hope couldn't move and felt like the paddle was stinging all over. She now could not anticipate where the next swat would land. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
The burning and stinging were intense, but there was not much a deep ache as the paddle was light.
"Sorry, Daddy. I will s-start to l-listen," Hope finally conceded.
"I know, luv. We get so scared when you put your life in danger. You don't need to be a hero. Just be you. Please listen to us to know what is best for you for at least a few more years," Klaus begged.
"My mouth still tastes awful," Hope complained.
"I'm sorry I had to do that, but you need to mind yourself. Honey, you are only 14 and I expect you to be respectful. You can disagree with us as your parents, but you have to be respectful," Klaus reminded her. Klaus was patting her backside lightly and rubbed it. It was red and swollen, but not bruised. She would be squirming at dinner tonight.
Klaus looked at the red behind in front of him and pulled her underpants back up. He let Hope's hands free and she scrambled facedown in her bed to cry. Klaus felt like she was not quite ready to have him hug her. Klaus heard a slight tap at the door.
"That's your mum, I bet," Klaus said. He went to the door and let Haley in. She looked tired and worried. She got into bed with Hope and waved Klaus off. Klaus grabbed the paddle and left after telling Hope he'd check on her later.
"Dad?" Hope croaked.
Klaus stepped over and pressed a long kiss on her forehead, "I love you so much."
"Love you, too," Hope replied. Hayley gave her some tissues to wipe off her face.
Klaus went to the kitchen to return the paddle, and then to check on the guests. They had a full house once again. He hoped that this was enough of unpleasantness for the day, but somehow, he doubted it.