SEE CHAPTER ONE FOR DISCLAIMER!

WARNING: SPANKING IN THIS CHAPTER! THERE WILL BE ANOTHER ONE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER WHICH SHOULD BE OUT EITHER LATER TODAY OR EARLY TOMORROW!

Carlisle called Edward and told them to make plans until late tonight. Although he didn't say it, I knew that it was because he would be spanking Rosalie and me. Edward told Carlilse that he, Alice, and Emmett would be hanging out a Bella's house and they'd be home at ten.

"Both of you, up to my office, now," Carlisle said, firmly, yet being sure to not raise his voice.

I obeyed immediately but Rosalie was still sitting down.

"Your father said to go upstairs, Rosalie," Esme stated strictly. "Go up now!"

"But I didn't do anything wrong," Rosalie said innocently.

Esme dragged Rosalie out of the chair and smacked her bottom once.

"Okay, okay, I'll go!" Rose exclaimed. She scurried to the stairs where I was standing and we both made our way to Carlisle's office.

We sat on the couch, far away from each other.

Carlisle came in and pulled the chair out from his desk. He put it in front of the center of the couch and sat down.

"I'm very disappointed in both of you," he lectured. "Not only did you two fight, but you hurt Bella along the way. You both threw tantrums and that's unacceptable when you're eighteen years old. I know that although you've lived a long time, your teenage emotions still overtake you. That I understand, but still, teenagers do not throw fits. Rosalie, you were completely unreasonable."

"Thank ya," I said, happy that Carlisle saw that.

I knew that I should've kept my mouth shut when I saw Carlisle's warning look at me.

"And you, Jasper, need to learn when to keep your mouth shut. And calling your sister a bitch is not acceptable in this house. You knew that and decided to call her one anyway."

"Ah'm sorry, sir," I said, bowing my head guiltily.

Carlisle nodded. "Rosalie, go to your room and stand in the corner."

Rosalie tried to tell him that she didn't need corner time when Carlisle turned her around and swatted her backside. She yelped and ran off to her room.

"Jasper, I'm going to spank you after I spank Rosalie. I'm giving you that time to calm down," Carlisle explained.

I looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What do ya mean?"

"You may be unaware, but you're sending off waves of fear. You've been in this position before, Jasper. There's nothing new that you should be afraid of," he assured me.

That's not what Edward and Emmett told me.

"Okay," I lied, controlling my fear waves.

Carlisle smiled and ruffled my hair. "Go sit in the corner. I'll be back."

As he walked out of the room and closed the door, I sat down in the corner and sobbed.


ROSALIE'S POINT OF VIEW:

I stood in the corner of my room. Emmett and I did share a different room, but the one I was in now was mine. He also had his own.

There was a knock on the door. "Yes?"

Carlisle entered the room and closed the door behind him. "You can come out of the corner, Rosalie."

I walked over to Carlisle with my head down. He lifted my chin so I could look at him. He was a lot taller than me. He even had a few inches on Emmett.

"Rosalie, we need to discuss what you did wrong."

I nodded with a sigh. "I talked badly about Bella, I haven't been listening to you or Mom, and I fought with Jasper."

"Very good, Rose. Let's get this over with."

He sat on the bed. I walked over and he helped me over his lap.

I perfectly recalled the first time Carlisle had spanked me. It had just been Carlisle, Esme, Edward, and me at the time. I said something rude to Esme. Carlisle had pulled me over his lap and spanked me twenty-five times. He had lectured that if I was ever rude to Esme again, I would get it bare and for much longer.

I had gotten several spankings after that, but the first one that had been bare happened a couple years after Emmett joined us. Edward and I got into a fight, again, like we did almost every month since I had joined them. I was really mad at him and I had thrown his piano stool into the wall. It wasn't a big deal since we bought a new stool, but my actions were bad. Carlisle spanked me bare and gave me forty hard smacks.

I knew that this would be one of the worst spankings I've ever gotten because my behavior and attitude had been extremely poor.

I felt Carlisle pull my jeans down to my ankles. Then he pulled my underwear down to meet them.

I braced myself for the first smack, but nothing could have prepared me for the fire that it caused.

I whimpered at just five smacks. Once the swat count reached ten, I began to kick. My jeans fell off my ankles and onto the floor, followed shortly by my underwear.

"Rosalie, I'm very disappointed in you. I hope this will teach you to never speak badly of anyone," Carlisle said. "Do you understand?"

I didn't answer because the spanking was hurting too much.

"Do you understand?" he asked again, emphasizing each syllable with an unbelievably hard swat.

"Yes, Dad!" I exclaimed in pain.

When the smacks reached a number of fifty, I began to cry. It hurt so damn bad!

Carlisle stopped at sixty spanks. I was sobbing on his lap. He turned me over so I was sitting on his lap with my stinging bottom hanging off.

"You're okay, Rosie, you're okay."

Daddy was the only one who could call me Rosie. He always said it when he was comforting me.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy."

"I know, angel. I love you."

"I love you, too, Daddy."

He put me face-up on the bed. I screamed because I wasn't in Daddy's arms anymore.

"Shh, sweetheart, Daddy's just getting your clothes," Daddy reassured me.

Daddy carefully redressed me, being sure not to make anything drag against my sore behind. Then he lifted me up and kissed my forhead. "I love you, Rosie."

"I love you, too, Daddy."

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