It took a while for Ciri to realize that it was over. For many long moments, she hung limply over his knees and cried her eyes out, before she felt herself being lifted, and his strong arms around her. She reciprocated by throwing her arms around him too and hugging him tightly, even as she jumped a little doing so, somehow managing to combine the spanking dance with the hug she so desperately needed.
Ciri didn't understand what this "cornertime" means, but right now she'd promise him anything, so she nodded eagerly again, also to the point about keeping time. She promised herself that she would never, ever, be late for anything ever again! Especially not curfew. When her desperate wailing had turned to hiccups and sniffles, and she broke the embrace, she found herself guided towards a corner of the room, and while she of course followed without question, she was a bit confused as to what was going on. Standing in the corner with her butt exposed still, she fidgeted, trying to figure out what the point of this was, and how embarasing it was to stand there with her butt on display. She didn't know how long she'd stood there looking at the wall, fidgeting, but not rubbing even though it took a gargantuan effort not to.
But finally, he called her out, and she sprinted over and hugged him closely
"I...I'm sorry", she said. "I...I'll...I'll never be late again", she promised, later realizing that's likely a promise she wouldn't be able to completely keep, but for now, all she wanted to do was be back in his good graces.
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