WARNING: Contains Spanking

Soda didn't look at me when he walked in... he didn't even say anything. I swear I could see tears in his eyes. He just walked over to the front door, closing the main door, then locked it.

He came over to where I was sitting and sat down beside me, placing the belt down on the couch next to him. I was too stunned to move. But as his hand grasped my forearm, with him pulling me towards his lap - I broke out of my stupor.

"No, no... please Soda. I'll be good, I promise." I begged him desperately, trying to wriggle from his strong grasp.

But all my struggling fazed him none, as he secured me over his lap, with his left arm tucked around my waist holding me in place. He landed a firm smack to my jean-clad bottom to still me, I yelped out more in surprise. Then he proceeded in unfastening my jeans, and hooked his thumbs in the waistband, sliding them to my knees.

I was surprised to see he only raised his hand and not the belt, either way he brought it down hard on my backside. I yelped again as the harsh smack burned through the thin material of my boxers, giving off a slight throbbing to my backside.

He raised his hand again, landing it with another loud slap - the sound filling the quiet lounge. He continued in a slow, but firm tempo - with me yelping and owwing as each one landed. By the fifth one tears had started their way down my cheeks along with my soft sobs, and I couldn't help my squirming across my older brothers knee, I felt Soda automatically tighten his grip around my waist, without even a slight hesitation.

I couldn't believe how much my bothers hand hurt! The pain grew worse the more he tanned me. He was getting in a routine now making each smack harder than the last, or maybe he wasn't making them harder, that they just felt harder on my burning behind - but, he just kept landing them while I sobbed.

I was too caught up in my emotions, not realising he'd stopped. He brought his hand to my middle back rubbing soothing, gentle circles. But the relief only lasted for a few seconds before stopping, and that's when I noticed he'd picked up the belt.

"N-no... no Soda." I cried, while trying to struggle out of his grip, to get off his knee.

"P-please, I'll... I'll never do it again. Please... Soda." He placed his leg across the back of my legs holding me firmly in place, then folded the belt bringing it down hard on my already reddened backside.

I screamed, "No, S-soda!"

I could see him raise it into the air again; I kicked my legs hoping to loosen his grip, but failed miserably, he was a lot stronger than I am and his grip too tight. The belt came down with a loud swoosh, causing me to jump from the sharp sting, and the pain shot right through me. I full on screamed, while the tears continually flowed like a river running down my cheeks.

He kept bringing that damn belt down on my burning backside, working up a rhythmic pattern. My ass was burning something awful. I reckon the neighbours would call the cops thinking someone's being murdered at the rate I was screaming and carrying on.

My hand flew to my stinging butt for protection, but Soda grabbed it in an instant holding it firmly in place on my lower back, before continuing.

Then I felt him re-adjusting his position, and raising his right knee - tilting me forwards. He swung the belt again, but this time hitting my sensitive under curve and the back of my bare thighs. I tell you that hurt a lot more then the belting I just received over my backside. I was screaming loud enough to wake the dead and I couldn't stop bawling to save myself.

Suddenly he stopped.

"Shh... I-it's over now, Pony... It's over." His voice cracked, as he sniffed. He hadn't said anything this whole time. I was starting to think he must be that angry with me, that he didn't ever want to talk to me again.

Even after he told me it was over, I didn't want to move. I was too afraid it'll hurt more if I did. I'm sure I'd only received fifteen or so licks of the belt, but it felt more like fifty. My backside literally felt like it'd been set ablaze.

I didn't think I was ever going to be able to sit down again, at least not in this life time. I kicked my jeans completely off, not wanting the harsh material anywhere near my burning posterior, and stayed over his knee as deep sobs shook my body.

"I'm s-sorry, Soda... I'm so, so s-sorry." I sobbed.

"It's ok, baby... it's ok now." Soda gently hushed, as he resumed running a soothing hand up and down my back, trying to comfort me.

After a few minutes the harshness of my sobs lessened. Soda carefully helped me off of his knee, so I was standing. Then he stood up, wrapping his arms around me, and continued rubbing my back. I buried my head against his chest, as slow sobs continually racked through my body.

Eventually my cries died down, with only the occasional sniffle. I shifted my position, and glanced up at Soda, noticing his eyes were slightly red and teary; so... that's why he hadn't talked, I bet this was just as hard for him as it was for me.

I now felt bad assuming that he didn't want to talk to me. I knew in my heart that Soda could never not talk to me... but it was my mind trying to tell me otherwise.

I took a couple of deep breaths, to control my voice. I had a question I needed to ask, since walking in the front door.

"S-soda, where's Darry?" I sniffled, wiping at my eyes.

"I'm not sure, baby." His voice on the verge of worry, but held some sadness.

He sighed lightly, pulling back from me. "C'mon kiddo, it's getting late. You need to try an' get some sleep."

Soda unlocked the front door, then led me down to our room, handing me my sleepwear. I pulled on the red checkered pants, wincing as they slid over my scorching bottom. I climbed into bed laying on my stomach, then placed my hands to my burning behind, trying to rub the sting out.

Soda sat down on the edge of the bed, placing his hands over mine, stopping them. I glanced up at him with my red teary eyes and a pout.

"No rubbing, kiddo," my pout deepened; guess he wants me to feel the sting. I winced as I removed my hands from my behind, and folded them up under my head instead, burying my facing in them.

His hand moved to the middle of my back, softly massaging it. I'm glad he was at least still comforting me, it made the pain just that little bit more bearable.

We both turned towards the bedroom door, when we heard the front door opening.

"Stay here, honey." Soda's tone was light, but held warning. He stood up from the bed, walking towards the door, after he exited the room he closed the door behind him

"Where is he, Soda!?" Darry yelled, slamming the front door.

"He's sleeping Darry. Where have you been anyway, it's been hours?" Soda held a light tone, but after pausing, it turned to one rather concerned. "Have you been drinking, Darry?"

"While I was hunting around the whole damn town looking for him, I ran into Tim Shepard down at Bucks. He told me all the stupid stunts his empty-headed brother and Ponyboy were causing. Did Ponyboy happen to tell you what those two shits got up to?" Darry was shouting that loud, I wouldn't be surprise if half the neighbourhood could hear him.

"Steve told me." I heard Soda say.

"Slashing tyres, vandalising property, spray painting windshields, not to mention drinking again. I'm gonna make his ass hurt that bad, he won't be sitting for a month." Darry hollered, making the walls shake.

Then I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hall, along with the sound of a belt buckle jingling towards my bedroom.

I panicked.

There was no time to try climbing out of my window, the only other place I could think to hide quickly was under my bed.

I scurried to the edge of my bed, practically falling off the side and slid as fast as I could under my bed looking at the bottom of the bedroom door.

"D-don't, Darry. Stop... I-i've already punished him." I could hear the desperation in Soda's voice. The heavy thud of footsteps stopped in the front of my door.

"You did!?" I could tell Darry was shocked just by the sound in his voice, that Soda would actually spank me. I was a little too, to be honest. But what I didn't know, was... it wouldn't be the last time he'd do it either.

"After Steve brought him home, he explained everything Pony and Curly had done; not to mention Pony running off while he was grounded and I had just let him out his room as well. I was absolutely furious Darry. I don't think I've ever been so mad with him ever. I pulled Pony over my knee and gave him a good dose of the belt." Soda said, in a rather firm tone.

"Well, Soda, what did I tell you. I'd put him in his room for good reason. This may not have happened if you'd just left him-"

Soda cut him off. "I know, Darry, but-"

"No, Soda. Listen, next time mind my authority. Even though I'm furious at him, I'll let it be seeing as the situation has already been delt with, but just remember, I am still your legal guardian until your eighteen. Don't think that I can't still punish you." For a split second the room filled with silence, before Darry cleared his throat. "I'm gonna head off to bed, I need to be up early for work tomorrow." I heard his heavy footsteps walk away from the door, and down the hallway towards his bedroom.

I figured the coast was clear and started wiggling out from under the bed, but I wasn't quick enough. Soda opened the door walking in, seeing me half under the bed still.

He gave me a confused look, "What are ya doin' under there, kiddo?"

"Umm... I was, ummm... I was trying to find something under here." I said trying to sound convincing, but I could tell by the look on his face he didn't believe me for one second.

"C'mon, let's get you back to bed." He grabbed me under the arm hauling me to my feet, then I climbed back into bed, laying on my stomach again.

Soda put on his night clothes, then sat down on the edge of the bed looking at me.

"What are ya' lookin' at, Soda?" I frowned at him, with my red teary-rimmed eyes.

"You do know, that I know the real reason why you were under there, don't you kiddo?... and you can't trick me and say you were hunting for something, cause I know you weren't." Soda said, looking at me with a hint of a smirk.

"But Soda, I really was trying to find something." I tried to sound innocent, giving him my best puppy dog look.

"You can't fool me Pony, I have been your big brother for fourteen years. I do know when your not telling the truth." He said, lightly smacking my sore bottom, then he grabbed my arm and started tickling me everywhere.

I was laughing so hard I had tears.

"S-stop... Soda... please stop." I said through laughter.

He stopped tickling me, but we were both still laughing. He climbed over me to get to his side, then wiggled under the covers putting his arm around me, snuggling me into his chest.

Neither of us spoke. I just lay there feeling the warmth from my brother's strong embrace and thought everything over as to what happened, figuring I should confess to Soda that I was frightened, he'll understand.

"Soda, it really scared me when I heard Darry coming. I even heard him unbuckle his belt. I really thought I was in for it again. I didn't know what to do, Soda." I whispered.

"You know, you shouldn't have to hide kiddo. The last thing I want is for you to feel afraid, and plus you know I wouldn't let Darry do that, after you'd just been punished." Soda whispered firmly, to let me know he was being serious.

"But I heard you get in trouble, Soda."

He gave a flick of his hand, to dismiss my concern. "Don't worry 'bout it."

He paused for a second, and leaned closer to my ear. Before he continued in a lighter tone, but kept some firmness.

"When I let you come out of your room today, I didn't expect you to take off like you did. You don't know how worried I was when I found out you were gone. I'm really disappointed in you Ponyboy, for disobeying my trust like that," he sighed, before continuing.

"Then when Steve brought you home and told me what you had done... Pony your better than that, your smart kiddo. I don't want you turning into some hood running around causing trouble. That's why I let you feel it tonight, Pony. I don't want to loose you honey, and if putting you over my knee is what it'll take, so be it."

He held me tighter to his chest.

"Your the only baby brother I have, and I'm gonna protect you. I love you so much kiddo."

Boy... is that ever a way to tell someone they've screwed up, he really did let me have it tonight. I'm ashamed I let him down like that. I felt fresh tears flood my eyes, as my backside gave a painful throb.

I turned over, noticing Soda was rather teary eyed too.

"I love you too, Soda. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disappoint you. I just had to get outta the house for a bit, I felt like I was trapped being cooped up here all day long." I sniffed, trying to hold the sobs back.

"I know, baby. But that's sort of what happens when your grounded, your not suppose to go out. Have you thought of anything you'd like to do? You've only got two days to go... that is if, Darry doesn't decide to add anymore days to it now." Soda said.

I can't believe he was still willing to take me out, after what I'd done.

"Maybe, we can go to the races or something?" I said, sniffing again. I know Soda likes going to them, there's lots of action at the races.

"Sounds like a plan. I get off early on Wednesday, so make sure your ready to go."

"Ok." I nodded, still turned looking at him.

He turned to look at the clock behind him, then switched off the bedside lamp.

"Turn over kiddo, it's almost 1:30," he said, turning back over and sighing lightly, "good thing I have the late shift tomorrow, I can sleep in a bit."

I turned over and wiped my eyes, then closed them, "Good night, Soda... I really am sorry."

"I know you are kiddo, try get some sleep." He placed a kiss to the back of my head.

And with that we both fell into a deep sleep.

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Bella Lilac

A/N - I know some of you mentioned it wasn't Soda's place with handing out this kind of punishment, but rather Darry's. Yes I agree, but I do have my reasons on why I ended up with having Soda dealing with it and not Darry, but I won't go into it on here. Thanks again for all your reviews. Bella.