Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[arkham-insanity]

"Conan you dont even know what that means!!!"

Richard then slipped the panda underoos down to Conans ankles and then began to bring the brand spanking new hairbrush down on Conans spankable rosy pink bottom.

Since this was not Dr. Agasas hairbrush he had to put his own amount of force into the swatts.

Conan!!! *SMMACKK* you will learn *SMMMAACKKK* to mind your manners *CCCRAACKKK*

[bobby]

Richard had indeed selected a beauty of a brush. When Conan experienced that very first *SMMACKK!* his hair stood straight on end and his little legs bent up.

"OWWWWW YOOWWWWW!" the little boy hollered and he tried to swim off Richard's lap.

No go! Richard held him right where he was and right where he wanted him, bottom up! pants down! smack across his lap.

*SMMMAAACKKKK!* the hairbrush walloped the chubby little bottom again and conan screeched and burst into tears.

"BWAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAH!" the little boy wailed. "I WON'T DO IT AGAIN. I PROMISE! WAAAAAAAAH!"

*CCCRAACKKK*

conan bellowed and 'boo hooed' just like any naughty little boy that was being given a spanking by his Daddy. Richard loved it! There wasn't a trace of the brat! the know-it-all! the smarty pants now! RICHARD was the big guy and the little guy was just a bare butt kid getting a WELL-DESERVED shelacking for back talking.

LITTLE BOYS SHOULD BE SEEN AND NOT HEARD was the motto Richard's father had taught him and BY GEORGE he'd teach it to conan or bust his butt trying.

Richard also noticed how incredibly resiliant a little boy's backside was. conan had been spanked several times that evening, but his bottom had practically looked as good as new when he'd taken down the brat's pants and undies. Of course, Richard knew nothing about Dr. Agasa's cream which was still having residual effects....including a not very pleasant risidual odor.

[arkham-insanity]

Richard finished up then pulled Conan off of his lap.
"And when we get home..you are going to take a bath and go strait to bed young man!" Richard then pocketed the hairbrush and marched Conan over the the Salesman.

"My son has somthing he would like to say to you!"
Richard said fimly both hands on Conans shoulders.
"Go on Conan appologize to the nice man!" Richard said with a threatening tone.

[bobby]

The power of the hairbrush, and the value of a good spanking, was all the more apparent to Richard when conan, still crying and clutching his little behind (Richard had purposely not pulled up his pants in case he didn't like the boy's response ) looked up at the salesman and said:

"I'm sorry (sniff ! sniff! sniff!) that I was a rude (sniff! rub! sniff!) little boy, Sir. And I won't do it again. (sniff! sob! Sniff! rub rub rub!)

conan looked up at Richard and said, "Was that okay, Daddy? Am I gonna get another spankin'?"

He remembered Dr Agasa (Who had the "damn" cream, telling Richard to give conan another spanking before bed).

[arkham-insanity]

Richard was for once pleased that Conan did what he said...and patted the brush in his pocket..."Daddys little helper"

"Very good Conan...for once I am proud of you" Richard said then pullsd the poys underoos and shorts up and they left the store.
Richard let Conan walk this time...but held his hand fimly...the sun was just setting when they reached their apartment.....as they walked in Richard released Conan from his grip and started for the Bathroom.

"Alright Conan...lets get you in that battub so you can get clean and get into bed" Richard had not forgotten about giving Conan a reminder spanking before bedtime....but he diddnt want to mention it right now...he sorta liked the idea of surprising Conan...and hoped he had forgotten so he could see the look on his face.

Richard started running the water.

[bobby]

conan continued to be very, very docile and obedient. His bottom was already healing (Dr. Agasa's ointment was even more remarkable than he had thought. It lasted an incredibly long time and had the effect of restoring a little boy's bottom to pristine condition in less than an hour. Although Richard didn't know this, he would be pleased to have a clean fresh 'slate' to draw on later.)

conan scampered into the bathroom and beamed up at Richard. "I came right away," he said happily to Richard. Jimmy was returning to the igo center of Conan's brain and he thought that winning Richard over was becoming an extremely important survival tactic. But he had to be careful not to overdue it. He hesitated and then tried his next line to see the effect.

"Daddy, was I good when I said 'Sorry' to the nice ("Shmuck head!" Jimmy thought to himself) Salesman in the nice ("Repulsive, fetishistic, sadistic" ) store?"

[arkham-insanity]

Richard tested the water of the bath and then turned to Conan and began to undress him taking his shirt off first then taking of his shorts leaving him his socks and underoos...he paused.

"Yes...I guess so" Richard answered..."But it would have been gooder of you would have just kept your blasted mouth shut in the first place"

Richard then pulled down Conans panda uneroos and then sat him on his lap while he peels off the boys socks.

"I'm going to turn you into a repecatble kid Conan weather you like it or not!" Richard finnaly said then picked the boy up and plunged him into the tug of water.

[bobby]

conan was kind of surprised for a moment, when Richard undressed him without tearing arms out of sockets or flinging his feet across the room, but the plunge into the bathwater snapped him back to reality.

Was Richard softening a bit, getting into a paternal mode. He was surprised when Richard sat him on his lap to take off his sneakers and socks.

BUT THEN...he was lifted off the man's knee and slam dunked into the tub!

"Blugh!" conan said sitting up and wiping his face with his hands. He sneezed twice, because water had gotten up his nose. "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, BATHE ME OR DROWN ME!" the little boy hollered into the man who was kneeling by the side of the tub rolling up his sleeves.

[arkham-insanity]

Richard took a washcloth and soap and started scrubbing the boys skin roughly.

"Dont use that tone with me Conan...I am just trying to get this bath over as soon as possible!" he said then started making his way down Conans back with the washcloth scrubbing vigiroulsy.....when he then took Conan and bent him over the side of the tub...because he had noticed that smell from comming from Connans lower half he wante to make sure that part of him got extra clean and slipped the washcloth between his cheeks and scrubbed.

[bobby]

conan had been bathed by Ran, but he had never been given a bath by Richard and was sort of lost in a whirlwind of being manhandled very firmly as Richard gave the little boy the scrubbing of his life.

"HeY!" conan cried out, as each of his wrists was held firmly while Richard soaped and lathered his arms. The soap flew about and conan was constantly swiping it off his face. "Ugh!" he said.

Then suddenly Richard upended him over the side of the tub and started scrubbing his bottom and making sure that he was clean where little six year old boys hardly ever get clean.

Not getting enough purchase with conan thrashing over the edge of the tub. Richard lathered the washcloth, and actually put conan over one of his arms, in spanking position, while he rescrubbed his backside. Finally, determined that there was no smell, he plopped the boy back in the tub.

What next....oh yeah, you always had to wash a kid's face...and EARS!...kids built up crud in their ears, but Richard would get it out. And then a good shampooing. Kids hated having their hair washed. Good things that there were strong, responsible parents who didn't put up with that crap! Richard patted his pocked where the hairbrush still resided. Nope, he sure wouldn't as the kid was just starting to find out!