Katara ignored his complaints and pleas as she really laid into his backside, not paying much mind to how desperate he is for this to stop. One way or another, he will learn. “Sokka, go get my hairbrush.” She told him with a strict tone. “And if you drag your feet, I have no problem making room for you over my lap too.” She explained. Sokka gulped and ran off, knowing how much her spankings stung first hand as he ran off, all while Katsura expertly didn’t stop spanking for a second
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