The New Conjunction (a Witcher->Real World crossover)

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Ciri gulped at his threat about the soap. That did not sound pleasant at all. But she still didn't want to get her friend in trouble, so she was about to try to double down, when she heard him say the part about not wanting to get someone in trouble. Then yelped loudly when she felt the smack, knowing full well that it was just a foretaste of things to come.
She went down the stairs as fast as she could, thinking that if she hurried up, she might get off easier. She was almost certain that it was a false hope, but a false hope was better than no hope at this point. She looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she passed, and blushed, seeing herself carrying "the spoon" as she'd come to call it. This particular spoon seemed to be not for cooking food, but cooking her bottom. She gulped again and rushed back up the stairs before he decided she took too long, and entered her room again, seeing him still sitting on the chair. Ciri looked down as she approached him while carrying the spoon. But she had to know....she didn't want to get her best friend in trouble on her account, and.....and that was worth whatever he would dish out, she thought, as she knew he wouldn't actually harm her. He was going to spank her anyway, so....
But she hoped there was a way out, based on his words from before.

"D....do you promise not to get h....get them in trouble?", she asked meekly as she forced herself to look him in the eyes even though she was definitely not comfortable doing that right now.

"I....I don't want to get anyone in trouble on....on my account", she finished, thereby basically admitting that she'd lied before, by confirming that there WAS a second person involved.

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Despite Ciri's worries, he waits patiently. He's had a nap, after all. She doesn't even take that long, shockingly. He'd expect her to drag this out as long as possible, trying to delay the dreaded moment. Daniel watches Ciri squirm a little while, when she finally admits there was someone else. It is sort of a mitigating circumstance, that she tries to at least make sure her accomplice won't get in trouble over this. It is a bit insulting she even needs to ask, but she's stressed and scared, so it's understandable.


"Come here." He beckons Ciri closer and takes the spoon from her. "I do believe I've proven in past that I'm actually on your side." He always took it as his duty to level the playing field between kids and adults when possible. There is...certain limitation, when it comes to Ciri, since he's responsible for this one, but even then, he always tries to see things from her point of view and pull the punches...or, well, slaps, accordingly.



"That said, you were supposed to be in bed two hours ago, and you've already tried lying to me. You don't get to name conditions. But yes, I won't tell." To let her know time for talk is over, Daniel reaches out and bends Ciri over his knee, butt sticking out. He pulls down her panties and presses the spoon against her cheek. "Rest assured I'll have a word with your accomplice tomorrow. They might avoid the wrath of their parents, but they'll be getting an earful from me." Daniel says, raising the spoon and landing a first two sharp smacks on Ciri's sit spots.

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Ciri came over towards him when he called her, and whimpered a bit as he took the spoon from her, knowing that it was soon time to pay the piper.
When he explained that he thought he'd proven himself in the past, she looked down with a bit of shame and nodded. He was right of course.

"I...I...I know...I....I'm sorry" she said meekly as she fidgeted again, hands on her rear, as he chided her for not only being late, but lying too. She remembered his threat from earlier about washing her mouth with soap, but hoped very much that he wouldn't. It had to be illegal to punish someone twice for the same thing, right? She said none of this out loud, but instead let out a gasp of surprise when she found herself upturned over his knee, her eyes widening as she felt him pull her panties down, baring her butt once more, and she gritted her teeth. She didn't have to wait long, as the spoon was brought down on her poor unprotected bottom, and she screamed in pained surprise at the first couple of smacks, but then tried to do her best to keep quiet afterwards.

As he continued, Ciri still attempted to "take it like a grown-up", but found herself unable to stop herself from wiggling and kicking her legs, and high-pitched whines escaped from between her clenched teeth as she tried despereately to find an outlet for her distress that didn't have her turning into a blubbering wailing mess like a baby. She wasn't a baby, she was almost a grown-up!

"STOPITTTT" she finally couldn't help exclaiming, and once more tried to clench her teeth to keep her voice and tear ducts from betraying her attempt at "staying cool under fire".
To anyone able to read body language, however, it was clear that it was only a matter of time...

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In no particular hurry, Daniel starts covering her backside in spoon imprints. Her kicking and fidgeting means the spoon is doing its job. He kind of even feels sorry for Ciri, who probably should have known better, but also is almost fourteen, so expecting her to know better might not be the best idea. Well, she's certainly learning now, he thinks, looking at her quickly reddening backside. There's a girl who won't be sneaking out after bedtime anytime soon.



"You still owe me an answer as to who put you up to this, Ciri, remember?" He says, without any anger or malice. "I said I'm not gonna get them in trouble, though I have some sharp words for them. Still, you'll be the only one sitting uncomfortably tomorrow." Him asking questions, however, doesn't mean Ciri gets a break, and spoon continues leaving its overlapping red marks on her skin. To emphasize he really isn't going to wait much longer for the answer, he starts focusing on her upper thighs.


Her pitiful squealing and whining doesn't move him much, this time, as she knew very well what would happen should she get caught, and decided to take that risk. It backfired, considerably.

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How he expected her to give him a clear answer under these conditions was beyond Ciri! Well, a lot of things was beyond Ciri at the moment, as the fire in her bottom grew hotter and hotter until she was certain that it was starting to melt away under the relentless assault of the spoon, now including her upper thighs!

She HAD to try to answer, even though she didn't know how she could.

"R....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she tried as her attempt at pronunciation of her friend's name coincided with a particularly nasty swat to her sit-spot. "REENAATAAAA-AWWUUUHUUUUUU" she attempted again, her bottom burning like a Californian forest fire now, and she was fast reaching the point where she could no longer pretend to be "all grown up". It simply hurt too much, and tears were already starting to roll down her cheeks as she instinctively tried to reach back to cover her bottom.

"PLEEHEEASEESSOOOORRYYYYWONTAGAAAINPROMISSSS" she blabbered as she used what little strength she retained still to try to wiggle away from the spoon's assault on her bottom, and finally broke down into a sobbing screaming mess like she had the other times she'd found herself over his knee.

"WAAAHAHAHAHUUUUHUUUUUUPUHLEEEEESSSEBEGOOOOODD D"

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And to the surprise of no one, it's her best friend, Renata. At least nobody will have to travel too far, when it comes to expressing his slight criticism of their late night undertaking. The puzzle is complete, and he was an idiot not to assume instantly.


"Yeah, I should have known. Typical." Denisa might have a successor there, he's been noticing the signs for some time, but today, he has first proof. Well, far be it from him to stop them, he'll just make sure Ciri doesn't get in over her head. When Ciri can't take it anymore and reaches back, he just grabs her arm and twists it behind her back - and also makes sure she manages to block exactly one smack of the spoon with her palm, just so she finds out it's not all it's cracked up to be. He continues for a little while longer, but soon, Ciri is just a weeping mess over his lap.



"You both still have a lot to learn. Well, I'm sure you will." He says, landing a final couple smacks, before putting the spoon away. "That's sneaking out after bedtime, now, we just have the small matter of you lying to me to deal with." Daniel lifts Ciri up and seats her on his knees, knowing full well exactly how painful that is. But he also hugs her, giving her a chance to calm down a little bit. He deliberately doesn't mention any punishment for the prank they played on the old hag, because that's one thing of this evening he actually approves of.

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Ciri didn't hear a word of his admonition about having a lot to learn. She was way too far gone. So far, in fact, that she didn't realize the spanking had stopped until she found herself seated on his knees, and a new fresh round of pain spread through her bottom, accompanied by a pained scream and a furious wiggling to try to find a comfortable seating position - which at this moment in time was as likely as pigs flying.
Nevertheless, she threw her arms around him and buried her face against his shoulder as she cried

"SORRRYYYYYWONTAGAINPROMISSS" she blabbered desperately. She kept on crying her eyes out sitting on his knee for quite a while, before she finally started to calm down a little, her desperate wailing turning into heavy sobs and whines before she finally regained enough of her consciousness to realize her position, then got up and involuntarily did the spanking dance once again, rubbing her bottom furiously to try to get some of the sting out of it.
Eventually, she came to herself again, and, red as a tomato in the face, pulled her panties back up to conserve at least some of her modesty, before she threw herself on her bed and buried her face against her pillow. She didn't tell him to go away, however. In some strange way, she couldn't explain how, his presence here was...almost comforting.

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As always, he holds Ciri for as long as she needs, before she calms down enough to get up and try to rub the sting away. That's never gonna work, but for now, he doesn't have the heart to forbid what little comfort it brings her. When she finally drops in the bed, her backside sticking up and glowing, Daniel turns the light down to minimum and sits next to her, gently rubbing her back.


"Time for bed, as you correctly assumed. We'll talk in the morning. Now, get some rest. And...think twice before you try this in future, okay?" He sits there for a little longer, just to let Ciri know he cares, even though he set her backside on fire not ten minutes ago. "I'll leave you be." Daniel says, when she's starting to calm down. Before he leaves, however, he sends Renata a message from Ciri's phone that he's expecting her tomorrow, and of course signs it. She'll have a pretty good idea what happened to Ciri, and that alone will most likely be more than enough punishment.



"Good night. I'm here if you need anything." He says softly, before turning off the light and leaving her room.

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At the sound of his voice, Ciri began to relax again, her breathing slowly returning to normal as she whimpered a bit and managed something that sounded like "hurtsss", thoguh her voice was muffled by the pillow. Eventually, thoguh, she drifts off, not five minutes after he's left. She didn't even notice that he took her phone and sent a message to Renata.

Until the next day, that is. The day started with Ciri getting out of bed, and yelping loudly as half-awake-Ciri apparently forgot that sneaking-Ciri got her tail warmed a few hours ago. She blushed crimson red in the face as she jumped to her feet and pretended, or tried to at least, that nothing was out of the ordinary, although she was fairly certain that the yelp had been loud enough to wake the dead.
After having showered - and gotten another reminded at the trouble she'd been in from having hot water impact her tender bottom - she got dressed in loose-fitting panties and a skirt. The less fabric on her butt today the better, thank you very much.

Then she went down to breakfast, and hugged Daniel with a "Morning!" Once more trying to pretend everything was normal, until she sat down very carefully and still ended up instinctively hissing as sore bottom made impact with hard wooden chair.

"So....what...what's happening today?", she said, trying to pretend it was a normal Saturday morning, when there's a knock on the door. She raises an eyebrow. Visitors are rare, and especially at this time. So she headed over to open the door....only to find Renata outside?? Her eyes widened in surprise, but pleasantly so, as she hugged her friend.

"Hey! What are you doing here this early?", she asked, but there was no blame of any kind in her tone. Just surprise as she let her in.

"I'll just clean up", she said, gesturing to her half-empty plate "And we'll be upstairs"

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Ciri is clearly in good mood today, despite yesterday's ordeal, and he's more than happy to see there's no hard feelings, when she hugs him as soon as she comes for breakfast. Clearly, sitting is uncomfortable, but not completely out of question, so the correct balance was struck.



"Dunno, up to you. It's weekend. You can help me around the house if you want, but..." At that point, he's interrupted by the door. "Ah, that'd be your friend."



Renata hugs Ciri back, and looks her up and down, clearly very nervous. But she doesn't seem to be hurt. Still, she can make an educated guess at exactly how comfortable sitting might be for her friend today.



"Hey...um...I suppose your uncle wants to talk to me..." She has no illusions Ciri told on her, and doesn't blame her one bit. She'd also tell, under the circumstances.



"Yep, exactly. Come on in. Let's have a word about late night adventures." He gives them both a nasty smile. "Ciri, go to your room, please. Now, Renata, I've heard you decided to play a prank on old Blazova yesterday." Renata quickly calculates how to answer and decides to go all in.


"Yes. I'm not sorry, and I will do it again." She sticks out her chin proudly. Daniel raises an eyebrow at her, and her nervousness can be visible from the moon, but she remains defiant.


"I see. Well, it's like this. Due to that little prank, which I know was your idea, Ciri got caught sneaking back home. I think you can imagine how well that one went." Renata shivers a bit. She can imagine quite well. "I have many possible courses of action here, including, but not limited to, telling your parents. While I believe they share my opinion of your target, they'd still have something to say about it. However, despite everything, Ciri only told me when I promised not to tell on you, at a considerable cost. I would appreciate, if in future, you tried to avoid getting her in trouble. If you want to be the queen of mischief around here, you need to up your game. I'm sure you got your own escape route planned, however, that doesn't amount to much, if your accomplice gets caught. Remember, if one goes down, all go down. I do not wish to catch Ciri again sneaking in after, admittedly, well executed prank." Renata has been expecting...shouting. Threats, possibly even same fate as Ciri, not that she could go and complain, cause all she'd get is another spanking at home. But not this.



"So you're saying..."

"Shut up. You need to have a plan for all members of your group, not just yourself. Otherwise all your elaborate plans will come to nothing, when someone forgets their window open." Renata facepalms.


"Exactly. You know at that point I don't have a choice. Lucky for you, I'm on your side, cause apparently I'm the only one of these dinosaurs who still remembers what it's like to be young. Others are not. Do not get caught again, and do not drag Ciri into trouble again. Plan better next time. Or I might think of some punishment for you as well, and while I will not lay a finger on you, I'm pretty sure I can be enough of a bastard you'd prefer the physical option. Is this understood?" He looks at Renata expectantly. She needs some time to process, but then she nods.


"Oh, should I bounce my plans off of you, next time?" She answers sarcastically, but it's obvious she took the message in. "But...yeah, I get it. We'll be more careful next time. But if you ever hurt Ciri..." Daniel rolls his eyes.


"Does she look like I've hurt her? Ask her yourself, if you want. I'm pretty sure she got off easier than you would. Well, anyway, I'm done with you, so you can go and talk to her upstairs. Shoo, what are you waiting for, bugger off..." He winks at Renca and she nods. This did not go as expected, but she expected it to go considerably worse, so it's a win anyway. When she is let go, she indeed walks upstairs and knocks on Ciri's room.


"Uhm, hey, how are you feeling? Can I come in?"