"OW!" Kiba let out a loud yelp at the first swat, and bucked hard. His mom had him pinned good, however, and he had no choice but to take his medicine. She wasn't holding back at all, and he knew there must be a handprint indentation rising on his cheek, probably complete with fingernails. Five more cracks of his mother's palm slammed into his butt, and he cried out at each one. "Ow, ouch, oh, ooh, YOW!"
It'd been a long time since Kiba had known this kind of pain. Maybe too long. He'd forgotten how easy it was for a more experienced nin to trap him over their knee, bare his backside, and raze the flesh of his ass.
"Damnit, ma, stop it! You can't DO this!" he continued to protest stupidly, not knowing what else to do. Tsume was showing him just what his rank was in the Inuzuka clan, and he didn't like it one bit. "Stop right NOW!"
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