Shaman and Apprentice (for Bakara)

[Hrtofdrkns]

"Yes, I can be there. Thank you."

Reywind ended the call and put his phone in his pocket before running a hand through his dark hair. Finally, a job! Ever since that new outfit had moved to the city, his business had almost dried up. There was something about them that didn't feel right to the shaman, but that was a problem for later.

Right now, he needed to get his young nephew. "Tapani! We have a job!" He called out. When the boy didn't come rushing down the stairs, Reywind paused. Their condo apartment wasn't that big, so the boy could have easily heard him. Unless...

"Tapani!" Reywind called as he went to the basement room where he stored his magic gear. "You'd better not be!"

[Bakara]

Tapani flinched when he heard Reywind's voice. "Shit", he muttered to himself. This stupid pyramid-thing he wanted to check out was still glowing. He can't just put it back on the shelf. Reywind will notice it for sure.
He heard the steps. So the boy just put the glowing pyramid back on the shelf, and tried to hide it in putting some other things in front of it.
'This won't work at all', he thought to himself, as he turned around to face Reywind.

[Hrtofdrkns]

Reywind unlocked the door, opening it to find his nephew standing there. Immediately he noticed that things had been moved. He rushed past the boy and quickly checked everything.

"Are you alright?" He asked, grabbing the boy at the shoulders. After looking him over he released him. "What have I told you about touching any of my ritual items?"

[Bakara]

Tapani looked at the floor. "I'm not allowed to touch them", he said, with a small voice. He knows far well what could happen with these things.
"But how can I get better when I'm not allowed to study these thing?", the boy tried to argue, still not able to look Reywind in the eyes.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"I told you, next year." Reywind said sternly. He then took the young boy by the arm and, stopping only to relock the door, led him up the stairs while smacking the seat of his pants at every step to keep him moving.

[Bakara]

These hand-smack didn't really hurt through his jeans, but Tapani could feel the cumulating effect while they were going upstairs.

"No, please, Uncle Reywind. Stop.", he whined, knowing that he was in for a lot more.
"I won't do it again, I swear."

[Hrtofdrkns]

"That's what you said last time." Reywing reminded him as they reached Tapani's room. He opened the door, leading him in and releasing him. "When I come back, your nose had better be in the corner and your pants off." He ordered before leaving to cool off. He never spanked in anger, aside from the few swats to keep the boy moving.

[Bakara]

Tapani knew that there was no point in arguing, but he still tried it every time. After his uncle left he sighed and started to unbuckle his belt. He opend his jeans and put them off, together with his boxershorts. He folded them neatly and put them over the stool he had in his room.
The boy took his socks of, too. He always felt weird, wearing socks without any pants on. He put them on the stool as well.
As he walked towards the corner opposite of the door, he shut his eyes and let out a little whine. He could stop himself from starting to cry, but he know that this would be a painfull event.
He stoped when his face was right before the wall. The boy then put his hands on his head, making his shirt going up a little. His little bottom was on full display for every person who would enter his room.

[Hrtofdrkns]

Luckily for him, no one else entered until Reywind returned carrying an old-fashioned wooden hairbrush. He had to resist grinning a little at the sight of his nephew's rather cute, plump behind. In truth he wasn't too mad at Tapani, having done much the same as him when he was a boy learning under his own teacher.

Still, what Tapani had done was dangerous. But there was more to it then that...

Reywind pulled out the straight-backed chair from the desk against the wall, moving it to the center of the room, and sat. "Tapani," He began. "Come here."

[Bakara]

Tapani turned around. When he saw the brush, he whined again. He was expecting something like that, but just seeing this painfull tool in the strong hand of his uncle sealed his fate.
He walked over to Reywind, his hands still on his head, giving his uncle a view to the other side of his body. His hand was still hanging low.
He stoped in front of the man, and managed to look up.