Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[bobby]

Held over his Grandpa's lap during the whole discussion, conan continued to cry, but he also listened intently.

"A case!" the little boy thought, between sobbing and wriggling helplessly on Dr. Agasa's lap where he was still being firmly detained. "Oh boy, I can't....oooh, my ass....I can't wait! Why can't Agasa use that goddamn cream! Ooooh! Sob! Groan! Whimper!"

Agasa patted the hot little bottom still lying over his knee. "Ve are goink on a trip baby boy," Grandpa said. He gave the little bottom a pinch which made conan bark little a puppy! "Und Grrrrrandpapa has to pack up all your liddle toys and things....and, yes, some 'accessories' as your good PAPA has pointed out."

He lifted conan off of his knee and tucked him under his arm.

"You vill stand in dis corner," Grandpa Agasa said, placing conan in a corner and pushing his face into it so that his nose touched the crack, "und you vill keep your hands clasped behind your back and NOT touch der liddle Kernoodelach vich...HEH HEH....Grrrrandpa has made a beautiful cherry rrrrrred!"

He positioned conan's hand, gave his smarting bottom another Grandfatherly little pinch and hurried to pack the hairbrush, the Squeaky Clean Mouth Soap, and the 'bible': YOUR SIDE, HIS SIDE AND THE BACKSIDE

Ågasa had wanted to reread the chapter entitled, "Spanking Junior in Public - The Way to Do IT!"

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Now that Agasa had improved the cream to work with in minuets he decided to only use it BEFORE he spanked Conan....that way the little boy would feel the sting of his spanking for hours and hopefully that would be enough to keep him out of trouble.

Before long Agasa had packed all of Conans esentials including clothed extra unerwear and the hairbrush.

Richard finished at almost the same time.
"Alright lets get going we have to meet the inspector at the airport right away."

Richard wisked up Conan and pulled his unerpants up over his still cherry red bottom...and sliped his overalls back on ...he gave a firm pat on Conans seat.

"Now I expect you to behave yourself Conan.....just because were not at home dosnt mean I wont hesitate to spank you of you are naughty!"

Richard. then stood Conan on his feet as Agasa slipped his backpack on him and the three went to load up the car and leave.

Richard had recently purchaes a toddler seat for Conan to he could be restrained in his seat saftly and unable to undo the buckles.

[bobby]

conan was still bawling lustily after his good hand spanking across Grandpa Agasa great big lap when his Father scooped him up and pulled up his underpants.

"YOWL!" conan said between gritted teeth, as the tight little underoos clenched his bottom and dug into the crack between his little cheeks.

Then his Father was putting him into his b'gosh ovealls and fastening the bib front snaps and giving conan a good firm pat on his little bottom and a warning, "Now I expect you to behave yourself Conan.....just because were not at home dosn't mean I wont hesitate to spank you if you are naughty!"

conan jigged about in his tight underpants and overalls until his Father put him down so Grandpa Agasa could slip on his backpack, take him firmly by the hand and rush him to the car.

"Oooh, not so fast," the little boy said, as running only made his clothing rub against his sore bottom. "The cream! the Cream!" conan whined to his Grandpa.

"Don't vine, or I giffs you a good smack!" Agasa answered angrily.

Richard snatched conan up and popphim him into his new toddler seat in the back of the car. A safety harness came down and fastened between conan's little legs forcing them far apart and making conan feel oddly bowlegged...JUST LIKE A TODDLER.

"So cute!" Agasa said pinching Conan's cheek and giving the little boy a big whiskery kiss on his little lips. "Like a freshly shpanked angel."

"Yeah, right!" Richard grumped. "Move it, Agasa or we'll be late." Richard adjusted his rear view mirror, looked at conan in it and raised one finger warningly. Agasa seeing the gesture grinned and turned his head to look at his little grandson.

"Ooof. I know vat your Papa means. He means liddle munchniks should be seen und not heard....if dey know vat's good for dere liddle hienikins."

The car took off like a shot and conan was almost glad he was strapped into his toddler seat. "He drives like he thinks....ERRATICALLY!"

"Und now I rrreead aloud. Do you know," Agasa said to Richard, "Jim Dale says is gut for liddle vuns to be rrread aloud to."

He opened the book, Your Side, His Side and the Backside and started reading aloud.

"Ven effer possible, is goot to shpank your naughty little boy in front of his friends. Taking down his pants and baring his little bottom will make an excellent impression on his delicate sensibilities." He turned some pages. "Here's anudder pearl of visdom: Ven you shpank your son take your time about it, don't rush. Make it a special cerrrrremony btween you und your boy! Undrrrrres him slowly, scolding him all the time, make him stand in front of you, mit his panties and pants arrrround his ankles vile you tell him very plainly vat you are going to do. Make sure he understands vy he is being spanking and how hard he iss going to be shpanked, but nefer nefer tell him for how long. That is for DADDY to decide."

Agasa smiled up from the book, "This is a mashterpiece of modern literature."

Richard agreed and asked Agasa to read him the section about the value of a public spanking and how best to do it. Richard chuckled; they would be in many public places on the case. His son better not be a BRAT!!!!

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Richard enjoyed seeing Conan cringing in the back seat and turning everal differnt shades of red as the good Doctor read aloud.

Finnaly thee reached the airport....Richard diddnt unbuckle Conan untill the entire car was unpacked....finnaly when Richard was ready he unsnapped Conan from his seat and then pulled somthing from his pocket.

"Since you seem to have a problem staying close by Conan I decided to use this."
Richard produced a red toddler harness that was decorated with panda bears that slipped over his chest securly with a leash attached to the back.

"This way you wont run off and get yourself into trouble....either myself or Agasa will hold on to this end" he said showing the loop at the end of the leash.

"now turn around so I can slip you into it"

As Richard began to fasten it...several people walked by and giggled and cooed at how cute Conan looked as his Daddy made sure that he would be safe....a few kids a little older than Conan pointed and laughed at him.

[bobby]

conan had to sit stapped into his toddler seat and endure Grandpa Agasa's dramatic readings from Your Side, His Side and the Backside. conan was particularly horrified at the section on "Why It is Valuable to Spank Your Son in Public." conan decided, there and then, that he would NEVER let that happen to him. "I'd croak!" he thought angrily.

conan couldn't wait to get out of his toddler seat, but his Father had him sit there (Much better for control purposes!) until they were completely unpacked. Then, to his utter abashment, his Daddy produced a kiddie harness and leash - hideously deocrated with "F _ _ _ _ _ g pandas!!!" - conan thought.

As he stood there, head hanging and arms limp at his sides, several adults passed and cooed and complimented Richard on what an adorable little toddler he had, while some older kids pointed, chuckled and commented. One older boy said, "Ain't the little poochie cute, Rog," while his friend said, "Naw, I think he looks like he needs a spankin', take down his pants, Tony and give it to 'im."

Richard booted both boys in the ass and sent them flying. "Damn jackasses!" he said.

But conan had been very affected by their words, "THEY AREN'T THE JACKASSES!" he hollered, his little voice high and shrill "GET THIS STUPID, FRIGGING CONTRAPTION OFF OF ME!!!" A woman and her husband, who were walking by were shocked and aghast.

"Herbert," the woman said to her husband, who was smoking a big fat cigar, "did you hear what that baby boy said? If he were my little boy, I'd have his pants down so fast he wouldn't know what hit him."

"Yeah, Hortense," Herbert said around his cigar, "a good paddy whackin' is what that little one needs, right on his bare hiney!"

"OH DRY UP!" conan shouted after them.

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"CONAN EDOGAWA MOORE!!!!!" Richard shouted in shock at what his little son had just said.

"YOU DO NOT SPEAK THAT WAY!!!"

He then snatched Conan up and layed him over the hood of the car.
"You are getting a Spanking RIGHT NOW young man...to teach you to let Daddy handle things!!!"

The couple who had made the earlier comment stopped to watch as Richard unsnapped Conans overalls and pulled them completly off revealing the matching Panda underpants....then pulled those down too and began landing hard firm swatts on Conans naked bottom.

The noise of the spanking seemed to gather a small crowd ...mostly parents with small children.
"See there that little boy getting spanked by his papa Tommy?...thats what I would do to you if you ever mis-behave"

[bobby]

When his Father shouted, "CONAN EDOGAWA MOORE!! YOU DO NOT SPEAK THAT WAY!" conan was so angry that he turned his fierce glare on his Daddy. But Daddy was completely unintimidated by his tiny son's naughty anger.

Richard had soon put conan over the hood of the car and was unsnapping his son's overalls.

"Whoa! Stop!" conan cried out in horror. "Daddy, don't there are people...."

But Richard couldn't have cared less if they were in the middle of Madison Square Garden. Down came his son's overalls and off they went. Richard handed them to Dr. Agasa who rocked on his heels enjoying the show.

conan desperately tried to struggle free before his Father could complete his humiliation by taking down his awful panda underpants.

TOO LATE! conan was held right where he was and helplessly, the little boy felt his undies being dragged down and also handed to his Grandpa.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Daddy's big firm palm began walloping the chubby little bottom.

"NO! OW! NO! OW!" conan alternated until those two sounds were broken by a bleating and then the sound of a little boy crying from his spanking, "BAAAAAWWWW! WAAAAAAAA!"

A small crowd gathered pointing and commenting. One father dragged his little boy around to the side of the car where they could clearly see conan's face with his mouth wide open and tears running down his cheeks.

"See, Georgie, that's how you'll be crying, when I get you home," and the Father dragged off his already howling son.

Richard remember the words of wisdom in YOUR SIDE, HIS SIDE AND THE BACKSIDE and slowed down his spanking so that poor conan and his audience 'enjoyed' a five minute spanking extravaganza.

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Now that Richard had Conan sobbing with repentace he slowed the spanking down but continued to spank firmly....and enunciated each swatt with lecturing words.

"When
*SMACK*
Conan
*SMACK*
misbehaves
*SMACK*
Daddy
*SMACK*
will
*SMACK*
Spank!
*SMACK*

Richard felt like in not only spanking Conan in public important at the moment...but he felt he was also spreading the message to all the children in listening distace that if they did no behave they too would suffer being spanked.

[bobby]

conan was a sobbing, unhappy, very contrite little boy by the time his Daddy decided that he'd received a proper correction. There were also at least twelve other little, and not so little, boys who were miserable. Like a SPANKING EVANGELIST Richard had waxed eloquent in his spanking/scolding mode, and a dozen passing fathers had 'heard the word' and found the spirit. The spirit being that they had decided that their sons were long overdue for this kind of Father/son interaction.

One boy, of at least thirteen was hauled off to the family station wagon, shoved inside and after a lot of pleading and thrashing about, there came the unmistakable sounds of a Father's hand hitting bare flesh and, soon after, the roars and weeping a young teen getting a good spanking.

"You are doink a lot of good, Rrricharrrd," Dr. Agasa said. "Undoubtedly, those boys werrrre rrrrruling da rrroost, but de Big Roosters are now showing the little chick boys who is the boss."

Richard liked that analogy, and as he stood a bawling conan on the mecatum road and firmly yanked up his underoos, causing the inseam to dig right into the little boy's sore butt crack, he delivered occasion open handed SMACKS! to conan's little hot bottom as he continued lecturing about "nasty little boys" who have "big mouths" and who "should be seen and not heard," or they will "be seen with their pants down," and heard, "crying their little eyes out."

By the time conan was dressed again, Grandpa Agasa offered to carry the still crying child, as they really needed to hurry to meeting the Chief. However, in this instance, Richard picked up his son and while thanking Agasa told him that conan needed to know that DADDY was in control.

With his arm around his Father's neck, and tears still running down his eyes as his 'boo-hoos' gradually slowed down, conan felt all too strongly that his DADDY was in control, but soon they would be on the scene of a crime and the tables might turn.

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Richard held onto Conan tightly as they walked fast to meet up with the Inspector.
As the two conversed with eachother on the case Richard let Conan now standing him on his feet and took hold of the leash that was connected to the boys toddler harness...and held it as he nodded listening to what the Inspector was telling him.

"The department is really baffled by this mystery Moore...thats also why I wanted the good doctor to help analize the odd sticky substance that we found at the scene.....the boys down in the lab cant seem to figure it out"