just a little something

Throat dry as I stood in the center of Toby's bedroom, I began to regret having asked him for this.  My curiosity about how he was as a spanker was slowly decreasing as he paced behind me.  His personality had almost completely changed... going from compassionate caregiver to... scary punisher.

"Chloe, if that's even your real name, I said to bare your bottom.  That means to take off your skirt and panties.  What are you waiting for?"  

My eyes watered as I pouted, still hesitating.  "Not everything about me is fake," I said, half-defensive.

Toby stopped pacing and stared me down as he waited for me to obey his instructions.  His stare was so penetrating that my heart pounded faster as if begging me to run.  Instead, I unzipped my skirt and pushed it down over my hips with my panties.  When they fell to the floor, I just kicked them away, glancing back up at my friend.  

His intensity told me that maintaining eye contact would get this over with sooner rather than later.  I wanted to win him over with my big blue eyes.

"Hands on the back of your head, and look down at the floor.  I want you to focus on listening to my words."

I gulped, placing my trembling hands in position, tilting my head down.  

"This is a punishment for your criminal behavior, Young Lady.  You have no control in this scene.  I can see right through your manipulative behavior."

"Sorry..."

"Save your apologies for when you really mean them."

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Izaak flipped off the tv and turned towards me.  "It's time for your spanking, kiddo, and then bed."

"Noooooooooo," I whined dramatically, ready to throw myself on the floor like a kid (it's the side he brings out in me!).  "One more episode, pleaseeeeeee!"  My best puppy expression had zero effect on him, so I tried to snatch the remote, only causing Izaak to raise it out of my reach and wear a more serious expression.

"Sit down.  I told you before dinner that we were having a discussion about your behavior at 10pm sharp.  You know how I feel about sticking to a schedule and being on time.  No amount of your whining and pouting will change my mind."

I obediently fell back onto the couch, now folding my arms and letting the hot tears stream down my cheeks.  

He allowed my mini-tantrum, waiting patiently for my whining to subside before asking me a question.  "What are you in trouble for?"

The scene was so familiar, a replica of the hundreds of times he'd spanked me in the past.  There was something comfortable about the ritual.  "Being a bad influence, but I'm sorryyyyy!"

"What are you sorry about?"

I chewed on my lower lip and squirmed, looking away because I didn't know what to say.  I wasn't actually sorry... in fact, I thought it was kinda nice of me to share my weed with Chloe and welcome her into our family in the first place.  

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"Oh, fuck off.  She's not a child.  Don't act like Sergeant Douche."

"Sorry," Chloe said meekly as she stubbed out the joint in the ashtray, then curled up in the corner, hiding.

I looked back at Gabe who chose to ignore Violet's disrespect, focused more on me, which made me kinda uncomfortable, kinda warm and fuzzy.  "Please don't."  My lower lip poked out as far as it would go, eyes watering pathetically.  I wasn't high enough to not feel the awkwardness of this whole scene.

"Let this be your motivation to get your work done," he said firmly.  

With a whine, I buried my face my arms, having a half-tantrum at my inability to sway Gabe to let me off the hook.  Why did Toby fucking tell him?!  Though deeper down, I felt so loved, glad that my friends cared about me this much.  And even deeper, I felt terrified that I'd disappoint everyone.

The first POP! landed loudly against my bottom, startling me back into the present moment.  I kept my face hidden, eyes squeezed shut tight and teeth clenched so I wouldn't cry out.  How embarrassing to submit to Violet!  She landed the second and third swats a bit harder, getting into the role, and making me kick my leg up a little.  I'm not sure if my bum or my face was redder!

Gabe ordered Violet to pause.  "Molly, look at me," he commanded.

I peeked up, though still hid half of my face as I didn't want anyone to see my tears.

"How do you feel?"

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"Yeahhhh!!  Girl's night!!" Violet giggled as she shoved Chloe through the beaded door.  The air in my room was thick with smoke and sad-sounding indie music.  Mixed with the low purple light it oozed tranquility... polar opposite of family meeting nights.  

I welcomed my blue-eyed companion as I puffed on a joint.  "Do you smoke?"

"Bro, she's an artist, of course she does."

Chloe nodded, plopping down on the soft rug next to me.  I passed her the weed, heart jumping as my phone dinged with another message from Gabe.

"Who the fuck are you texting?  You've been on that thing all night!"

Blowing out a gray cloud, I  could only say, "Fuck Toby."

"Oh.  Then I don't feel sorry for you.  Shouldn't of told him."

I ignored the urge to snap at Violet as I watched Chloe take a shallow puff, coughing a little when she exhaled, then passed the blunt to Violet.  "Bro, don't go tellin' Sergeant Douche we corrupted you or some shit," she laughed while taking a hit, blowing out through her nose.

"Toby fucking told Gabe everything and that I'm still not caught up."  I didn't have any proof of this, but who else would've told him?  

Violet almost choked on the smoke.  "Whaaaat?  What the fuck?  Toby doesn't even like Gabe.  Why would he blab to him?"  Then went back to smoking.

2nd family meeting insert

Violet stood in the corner as Toby finished up Vanessa's paddling.  She took it like a champ, only shedding a few tears.  Her bottom glowed bright red, but we all knew the real punishment was having to face discipline in front of the group.  The thought of that made my tummy churn.  

When the spanking finished, Vanessa stood and tried to rub out the sting as Toby's arms wrapped around her, promising forgiveness.  He excused her to the bathroom to clean up and regain her composure, rather than have to face all of us immediately after the punishment.

Everyone ignored the grumbling from the corner until Vanessa was gone.  "We have a little show-off over here," Gabe said.  "I propose Toby provide a paddling of equal intensity as Vanessa's, and I administer an additional punishment in private.  Then she can show off when she returns with soap in her mouth and an apology."

"How the fuck do you expect me to talk with soap in my mouth?" 

Gabe's head whipped towards Violet and he snapped, "Was I talking to you?  Nose in the corner, now!"

She gave her classic exaggerated eye roll and turned back to face the wall.

Feeling a little evil myself, I piped up.  "He's right.  She loves the spotlight too much.  And it looks like her bruises are fading... she needs a few more to keep her in line."

"You're such a little narc!  Why aren't you on my side?!"

I looked towards the others in the room.  Only Chloe opposed, as expected, which sealed Violet's fate.

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The trip helped me connect so many pieces of the puzzle, but I was still missing something and Gabe wasn't happy about it.

"Twelve cents?  Are you fucking kidding me?  You better have evidence for me."

"Just relax, bro, I'm almost there."

He yanked my ear.  "Excuse me?"

I tried to fight him off, but he held on too tight, starting to cause a different kinda pain than I like.  "Ow, fuck!  What do you want me to say?!"

"That you'll have evidence for me by next week."

"But I can't guarantee..."  He pulled harder on my ear, causing me to yelp.  "Okay okay fine!  I'll have it."  And he finally released me.

"The rest we will take care of at tomorrow's meeting.  Dress appropriately, and no cats this week."

I snickered a little, rubbing my earlobe between my fingers to soothe the pain.  "As long as that bitch doesn't come, we're good.  And you don't have to worry about Clo — the budget shit was all me."

"Oh, I'm not worried.  Don't you think I know you better than that?"

My eyebrows raised.  "You tryin' to act like Toby now?"

"She made an agreement, and so did you.  Now get to work.  I'm serious about your deadline."

"You've got plenty of time before court..."

Gabe's brows furrowed, then he pointed to the door.  "Work, now."

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I couldn't catch my breath, overwhelmed with self-hatred and panic, yearning for punishment, whether self-inflicted or not, I didn't care.  The room felt like it was spinning, everything so blurry that I almost didn't notice Izaak step between Toby and Violet.

"That's enough for now," Izaak said calmly to Toby, then sort of escorted him out.

That's when I finally exhaled.  

Violet was still heated, bitching about Toby as Gabe tried to shut her up and Chloe watched curiously.   Vic rubbed my back still and finally asked, "Are you okay?  He shouldn't have said all that.  It wasn't necessary.  I'm sure he didn't really mean it."

I just nodded.  There were no words.  The knot in my throat was too strong.  

"My sister also doesn't know how to shut up.  Is she like this every meeting?"

"Worse," I muttered, but actually did appreciate that Violet was making sure the attention was on her instead of me.  Having Vic doting over me was stressful enough.  They didn't need to worry about me... I didn't deserve it.  I'd fucked up big time.  All I needed was a punishment.

😴 a little more of 2nd fam meeting

"What the hell was that?" Gabe questioned, pulling Violet's hair to shut up her laughter.  "Did you train that cat to do your dirty work?”  He shook his head, tsking her.  “Izaak should have tied you up."

"Fuck off!  I was just sittin' here!"

Gabe glanced at me and I nodded — she had kind of trained Crackers!  "When the doc finishes, you're next.  And no mouthing off, or I'll get out the gag."

Glaring at him, Violet found the loophole and flipped him off, then stuck her tongue out at him.

"You were literally just bragging to Vic about it before the meeting," I scolded.

Violet's mouth dropped and she folded her arms.  "O-M-G you're such a snitch!..."

Gabe cut her off with a snap of his fingers.  "Since you enjoy being the center of attention so much, strip and get your nose in the corner until it's your turn."

"Bro, what the fuck!"  She let out a sarcastic laugh.  "First of all, we would need to vote.  Secondly, that's fucking harsh.  And third, this bitch shouldn't even be here."

I glanced at Vanessa who was standing, hands rubbing her bottom through the fabric of her dress.  Toby stood at her side, arms folded and still holding onto the paddle, annoyance all over his face.

vic + molly convo

"I called you three times on FaceTime already!  What are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing!  I'm just cleaning for the meeting tonight."

"Oh, okay.  I thought maybe you got a cat or something..."

I paused with the broom mid-air, panicked at first, then realizing what had happened.  "Violet told you, huh?"

"You know she can't keep secrets from me.  That's why I wanted a videocall!  I wanna see our new family member!"  

With a giggle, I rolled my eyes.  "Fine."  And turned on video, gushing at Victor's smiling face.  I dunno why I ignored the videocalls earlier... his positivity was always contagious, perking up any mood.  Then I flopped on the bed next to Crackers who was snuggled up in my blanket, apathetic to the excited chatter.  

After a few minutes of admiring our feline friend, I remembered why I'd rejected the earlier calls... "Did you ask Vi to get adderall?"

I kept my gaze on Crackers as the blood rushed to my cheeks.  How was I supposed to answer that?  Not that it matters... my hesitation was enough of an answer for anyone who knew me.  "It's just to help me focus on my paperwork, and it'll probably do her good to be on it again..."

"Wait..."  He blinked and shook his head.  "What did Toby say?"

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Gabe didn't respond for a moment, letting me sit in my guilt (before making it worse).  He leaned over me, prompting me to look him in the eyes.  "We're family now, which means that we take care of each other.  Don't ever test when it comes to your well-being, am I clear?"

"Yes, Sir."

He walked away, and I sniffled, letting fresh tears stream down my cheeks.  Gabe's words echoed in  my mind:   "When you test me on serious rules, you will regret it."  I already regretted it!  He was the only friend I'd kept over the time I lived in New York.  A lot of people had come and gone, but I'd avoided getting attached.  Until that moment, anyway, when Gabe basically promised to be there for me, no matter what.  I hadn't realized people like that actually still existed?  

I pondered what I'd done to make him want to be family to me.  Like, I felt warm and fuzzy, but also confused, and a little scared at how awful my punishment would be, especially when he called out, instructing me to come over to him.

Gabe stood next to a straight-backed armless chair, hands on his hips.  Across from him was the coffee table, which held a folded up T-shirt, his tawse, and a bathbrush.  I shivered as I crept forward, hands shyly covering myself.

"Come on, we don't have all night," Gabe said, snapping his fingers at me.

With my best puppy face, I sped up my shuffle, finally arriving in front of him, hanging my head.  

"It's adderall again, isn't it?"