Dairon suddenly found the kid's arm in the way, while he was offering him to switch from his backside to his limb, speaking of punishment.
And the eld shook his head with determination.
-I will not whip your arm. I could strap you hands in some other cases, but tonight all you're going to get is a spanking.- he told Edel -Because this is what it is. I'm not "beating" you or "hurting" you, i don't want to make you any serious harm. I am spanking you like the child you are, and there is a huge difference between those concepts.-
Another sharp burst of slaps landed on the young noble's butt, surely reddening it under his pants, delivering one stroke on each cheek, alternating them.
Dairon felt the teen hand grabbing his leg searching for stability and, probably involuntarily, for some kind of consolation.
It was something very common.
-I'm glad to hear that you are focusing, lad.- he answered later -And i hope that your attention will last even after that your sore bottom will heal. Did i made my point?- the Preceptor finally asked, before allowing him to stand up, interrupting his chastisement.
The elf gave him one cold gaze.
-Now change yourself and then we will go downstairs together, understood, child?-
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