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

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Ciri had genuinely thought she'd gotten away with the lie, but when he stopped the small-talk and cut straight to the heart of the matter, she paled, gulped her bite of sandwich down. At this point she might as well tell the truth...but....she also didn't want to get Denisa in trouble.
She realized of course that she wouldn't be in the same kind of trouble as she herself was about to get into. Denisa was a grown-up, after all. But she was worried that she might not be allowed to visit her again if he knew what had happened.

Unfortunately, the more Ciri thought about this dilemma, the longer time passed, and then longer time passed, the more anything but the truth would seem to be another lie...which, of course, it would be.
Leaving Ciri back with only the truth. She gulped again and told him the story from start to when they got home.

"And...like....that's whe...you know....it happened", she finished her tale. "But...like...the next day was good! We saw the ducks, and went to that star-looking place!", she pointed out, trying to draw his attention away from what she'd just told him about the night before.

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He just stops and watches Ciri squirm, trying to get to a difficult decision. That'll be quite a story, if she's this reluctant to share it. And indeed, it is. Both of them broke possibly all the rules that could be remotely applied to this situation. Daniel gives Ciri a long minute of uncomfortable silence, just in case there's more story to be forthcoming.


"And you didn't tell me...why? Because you thought I wouldn't let you visit Denisa?" It is a pretty valid worry, and if he followed the knee jerk reaction, it would indeed be so. At least for a couple months. But upon applying brain to the problem, it's obvious that this would counterproductive. They're in the same city every day. And there is the thing with forbidden fruit. Ciri has proven many times to be to, in some situations, very grown up for her age. The memory of Ciri putting away chocolate to eat it after dinner without being told haunts him to this day. But would she be able to resist forbidden fruit? He never was, when he was a kid, nor when he's almost forty.



"No, I won't do that. You can keep visiting her as you wish." When she's with Denisa, she might be up to some stupid shit, but in the end, it's only moderately stupid shit and under adult supervision. Preferable to being only under influence of that classmate of hers.


"Still, you won't be getting away so easily. First of all, if you get spanked at Denca's, you'll get it at home as well. First instance will be today. Second, I've already warned you about lying to save your ass. It's not going to work, and it'll only make things worse. As you will find out. Now go to your room. You'll come downstairs for your spanking at nine." He'll let her cook for a while, knowing the wait will be horrible.

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Ciri looked down at his first rhetorical question. The look on her face telling him that's exactly what she thought. When he dismissed the idea, there was a visible sigh of relief and a slight - very slight - smile. She knew very well she was still in major trouble, and his next words just confirmed that.
She whined a bit, but didn't really protest. She had no standing, and even she knew that. It HAD, in hindsight, been ridiculously foolish. It hadn't been a deliberate decision, it had just...sorta happened. But...yeah, she knew it was stupid.

But...wait...did he say..."first" instance?? Her head jerked up and her lip quivered as she managed to say:

"F....f..first?", and she missed the part about lying, only getting the last part about going to her room and when to come back down for execution. She quickly obeyed and rushed up the stairs to her room, where she paced. It was hours away from nine PM. What was she to do until then? She couldn't very well pretend everything was going to be fine. It wasn't. She knew that she'd be sitting very uncomfortably in class tomorrow. She tried to read a little, but couldn't focus.

Several grueling and mind-numbingly boring and anxiety-filled hours later, it was 9 PM, and Ciri felt like a prisoner in the dungeon about to face the scaffold. She had decided to face her fate with as much dignity as she could, so she'd removed her skirt already and put on her PJ tops as she headed downstairs to the living room, looking for him...her heart was pounding at 200 BPM

She was about to get...another spanking....

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It must have been a stressful couple of hours for Ciri. And of course, she's downstairs right on time, probably having a pretty good idea what would happen if she's late. Clearly nervous as a result of her long wait. Daniel smiles at the girl and calls her over, while he pulls up a chair. The time of execution has come, but that doesn't mean he's can't be friendly.



"Had enough time to thing about how you got in trouble this time? In future, please, don't lie to me. You could have gotten away with a couple slaps at bedtime if you didn't try such a stupid lie." He watches Ciri squirm for a little while. "Alright, come on." Daniel reaches out to pull Ciri closer and bends her over his knee.



He pulls the PJ top out of the way and takes a first good swing, followed by many more resounding slaps landing on her poor backside. There's probably still some leftover sting from Denisa expressing her opinion on Ciri's behavior, and he'd hate to be in her place right now. He carries on turning her butt red again, with a lecture on disadvantages of lying stupidly and getting caught.

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His more relaxed demeanor did put Ciri somewhat at ease, even if she very well knew what was coming. At least he wasn't angry with her, that was something, at least....not that she was any less nervous!

She hesitated a bit before finding herself back over his lap, her butt in the air, and her face closer to the floor than she'd like! She didn't have time to think about that much, however, as shefelt his hand slam against her poor backside. Somehow this never seems to get any easier! He must have done this a thousand times before she arrived, because oh Gods does it hurt!

Ciri is of course by now mostly recovered from Denisa's spanking her, but only mostly, as there was still some residual sting, which now got amplified to 17 as he assaulted her poor bottom again. Her eyes widened as she tried to reach back to protect her backside - though of course again in vain. She pleaded with him to stop, told him that she'd learned, that she'd never lie again! Never go to a club again! That she'd be very very good forever!
It wasn't the hardest spanking she'd received - yet - but it was definitely one of the more emotional ones, only topped so far by the one she'd gotten once he'd brought her back from teh forest after having made her little runaway-tantrum!

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Of course she reaches back, but that's never going to help her. Daniel grabs her wrist and pins her arm. It's no big deal, he'll just gently keep her hand out of the way, while working through the spanking. After a couple initial harder slaps, he tones the force a little bit. And of course, the pleading and promises, completely missing the point.


"Ciri, I don't mind you going to the club. You're not allowed, obviously, until you're older, but it's not the end of the world." He says, while slowly alternating between her cheeks, leaving reddening imprints of his palm.


"But you'll need to be more careful, and if you screw up, don't lie to me about it. I promise you that whatever kind of trouble you'll get into, if you own up, you will get away a lot easier than if you try to lie to me about it. And if you absolutely need to lie, at least do it smartly." He talks calmly, landing smack after smack on her backside, and harsh as it is, focusing on her sitspots, knowing very well she won't be sitting comfortably in school tomorrow. Still, he makes sure to not use too much force. Sitting won't be comfortable, but it also won't be impossible.



"My first worry is whether you're alright, and if you sabotage it by mindless risk, you'll end up just like now." Over his knee and red backside sticking up, with no other choice than to receive whatever spanking he deems fit to deliver. In the end, he gives her thighs a couple more good slaps and then finally lifts Ciri up and sets her on her feet.

"Alright, come on, I've also promised you a mouthsoaping if you lie again." Daniel gets up and with arm on her shoulder gently guides her to the bathroom. Usually, he'd hug her now and give her as much time as needed to calm down, but there'll be time for that later on...

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Ciri nodded and begged and pleaded and screamed and cried as he set her backside on fire once more. It wasn't long before she had mostly lost touch with reality, and was reduced to a crying mess over his knee

"PROOMIIISSSEIPROMIISSSEEPLEEEEASETOOOOPPP" she pleaded with him, but still it seemed like forever before it actually did stop, and when she was placed on the floor, she DID do the spanking dance, jumping around and rubbing her bottom, but not for long as it were. Because while she didn't hear his words over her own bawling, she DID notice that she was being led somewhere else that wasn't the corner, her panties long gone as they'd been kicked off her legs some 20 years or so ago, she felt. When she realized WHERE they were going, she whined loudly.

"Pleaaasenooo" she protested. This was a punishment she hadn't had before, and of course she was nervous about it, but it seemed her pleading fell on deaf ears again, as they headed into the bathroom. She gave him her best puppy dog eyes possible as a way to try to convince him to drop this part.


"I....I'm *HICCUP* sorryypleease...Iwont...*hiccup*lieagaaiinnn", she pleaded with him, tears still running down her cheeks, and her hands rubbing her bottom furiously, even as she still jumped a little to try to alleviate the sting.

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While she might feel the pleading falls on deaf ears, in fact, by the time they reach the bathroom, his resolve is almost broken. The problem is, if she gets away with it just because of puppy dog eyes, it'll be even worse next time she's in trouble. Going by the frequency so far, that's going to be sometime next at best. And so, Daniel sighs and carries on, feeling like an absolute heel.


"I hope I won't have to remind you of this promise next time." He says as they're entering the bathroom, and to emphasize, he pulls her hand away from her backside and gives it a good slap. "Move." While she was stressing out in her room, Daniel made sure the soap he's planning to use is non toxic and won't cause any harm. He runs water all over it and once it starts to foam, turns back to Ciri.


"Alright, open your mouth." As soon as she complies, Daniel gently grabs her chin and sticks the soap in her mouth, making sure to cover it completely with the, frankly, disgusting tasting foam. "Remember this, next time you decide to try your hand at an absolutely obvious lie. If you need to lie, at least make it believable. Understood? When you try silly claims like this, you're making fools of both of us." He doesn't even spare her the lecture, though by now, that's not the worst thing happening...

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Ciri's eyes widened as soon as she felt the soap on her tongue and teeth. The taste was...so far beyond horrible it almost compared in horribleness to the spanking itself. She protested as loudly as she could with her mouth full of soap, and stomped her feet while simultaneously leaning over the sink to keep her head down to prevent her swallowing it. She squirmed a bit to try to get her mouth away from his hand, but somehow managed to avoid instinctually biting him. Which, on a subconscious level, said a lot about the affection and trust she had for him.

It seemed like it would never end, but of course it eventually did, and she eagerly spat out all of the soap into the sink, coughing and rinsing her mouth like crazy...though the taste very much lingered.

She nodded eagerly even though it had been a few minutes since he'd made the last of the verbal points about lying "Pwomissnolyinggg", she pleaded, her voice sounding strangely twisted both as a result of her crying, but also because she tried to avoid using her tongue as much as humanly possible, her mouth still all soapy.


She felt miserable. Her butt hurt, her mouth was icky, and she didn't know what to do with herself as she stood there waiting for him to dismiss her or...well, pretty much anything, really.

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That went...better than expected, Daniel has been kind of ready for her teethmarks being left on his hand and wouldn't have blamed her. Now, that's over and he's quite happy about it. Ciri did fuck up royally there and went out of her way to make it worse on herself, but he'd still prefer for this evening to go without crying.



"We're done. Come here. I know it sucks, but I hope we'll avoid this in future." As he says that, he knows it's pretty unlikely, especially once she's older and really starts acting up. Oh well. In the meantime, he hugs the crying girl and when she calms down a little, walks with her to her room to put her to bed. She'll need to rest before tomorrow.



"And off to bed with you. Try to behave tomorrow, okay?"