"Two extra smacks for taht" vander announced, sounding genuinly upset about it, as he gently, yet firmly held teh gir\s hands and removed them. SMACK!!! SWAT!! WHACK!! Finally all 14 slaps were delivered, and Powder's behind was now deep red. vander let the kid off his lap.

Crying hard the girl furiously rubbed her well-smacked bottom now that the punishment was finally over. and she was back on her feet "Owwwiee!!" She just wanted the sting and burn to go away, but no matter how much she rubbed, it stayed. "Waahh! I-It hurts so much! I'm sorryyy!!" She was also still apologizing, this had obviously been a pretty good lesson for the little troublemaker.

"I know you are. Just don't be so reckless again. I've been worrie4d seek" Vander said, kneeling near the girl who was doing her little "war dance" and softly embracing her. He made sure not to hug too tight, so Powder coud still rub her red hot behind.

Powder nodded while still crying and frantically rubbing her freshly smacked cheeks. She melted into the hug and leaned against Vander for support. Yes, the girl hated spankings, but she loved the tall man's comfort so much that it never failed to calm her down. "S-sorry..."

"I know, little one, I know..." Vander cooed softly, allowing her to relax in his arms. "I am not mad. I was just really-really frightened." Then Powder seemed to calm down a bit, he slowly broke teh embrace. "Now how about you put your nose in teh corner and think about teh cosequences, while I'm busy with your sis?" Of curse, it was not really a mere suggestion.

Powder nodded weakly. "Y-yes..." She answered while holding her stinging bottom. "Am I... am I still allowed to rub in the corner?" The girl asked shyly and looked at the floor before turning around to move towards a different corner.

"Yes, you are" Vander normally wouldn't allow it, but Powder was indeed fraigle and surely didn't start that little trip.



He turned to the different corner. "Vi, march to your room, take your hairbrush - you know the one - and bring it to me. Quick!" he ordered in a much more stern tone. The teen would surely know the hairbrush he was referring to, as it was used on her bottom more often then on her hair.

Powder looked happy when she was still allowed to rub, so she found her way to the nearest corner. without arguing While she looked at the boring wall in front of her she tried her best to soothe the sting. At least she knew that later her and Vi would cuddle a lot before going to sleep. "Ow..."

Vi turned around and gave Vander the most defiant glare she had ever given him. Powder had accepted the punishment immediately, but Vi was different. She was stubborn. "Make. Me." She challenged him.

"You want to make it difficult, huh?" Vander's face turned gloomy. "I will say you what everyone down here knows, Vi. I do not like violence. I really, really don't. But I can be as tough as needed then necessery, and testing me is a bad idea."


Then he grabbed the teen's ear, not too roughly but firmly enough taht Vi could not set herself free, and led the teen to her room like that. With Vi's ear still in his firm grasp varden took teh heavy oval wooden hairbrush and walked back, with the naughty kid having to follow him on tiptoes.

Vi yelped when Vander grabbed her ear, she hadn't managed to duck in time. "Let go!" She hissed but her adoptive father completely ignored the struggling teenager and went to retrieve the brush together with her. "Ow!" It did hurt a bit, especially since Vi was moving so much which caused Vander to tug on her ear even more.