Super trouble :: Robin Hunter

[KingCrowley]

Dick smiled at that and nodded, "I know Pa, but I'd like to make you proud of me for my good behaviour for once." he explained and then nodded, "I was but I think I'll be okay without naps from now on, unless I'm in my babying state." he told him before baring his bottom and laying over Clark's lap.

"OW OW!" He yelped as the hairbrush came down on his bare bottom, "It hurts!" he whined, though he remained still.

He winced at the thought of getting a spanking every night for a week, that would be AWFUL. "No Papa!" he pleaded. "I'll be good next week, I promise!" he whined and yelped again and again as more spanks came down.

He felt tears filling his big blue eyes and he wished he had been a good boy, no doubt Barbara would be giving his bum a couple of swats when she got here. "I'm sorry Papaaaa!"

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"That's true, having a child to baby who's small is always helpful." Bruce answered, "It doesn't matter to Clark though, since he can still hold and carry Dick, with that super strength of his." he chuckled and then looked at his son, telling him he was going to get a spanking.

"I hope so young man, I don't want to get a call from Iris or Wally saying you've been naughty." Bruce told him before tugging down Tim's jeans and undies when he laid over his knee.

"I know you are, but you kids come before either of us, and we never complain about that. Just try and be a little more thoughtful in future." Bruce explained before landing a hard smack to the boy's left cheek, and then another to his right.

[Robin Hunter]

"That's where I draw the line young man." Clark sternly ordered. "You are sticking with your nap schedule and I want no argument otherwise. If you try and sneak around it I will know, you know your Daddy has every room in the house monitored. Teenager or no I do not want a cranky little boy the rest of every evening."

"It hurts me far more to know I'm causing you pain Dick." Clark said."That's why I hope your learn from this."Clark said holding the boy in place with a firm grip.

"I hope so Dick because I don't make that threat idly. You are the sweetest boy on Earth and it will not be hard for you to behave." Clark said focusing on the same spots with the slaps. Knowing that method was more harsh, but effective. Watching two single spots on each cheek.

"I know you're sorry." Clark said continuing the punishment moving the punishment only a little. Spanking half the same-spot and half new."I'm not mad at you little one, but you have to learn attention is not be gotten by being naughty and throwing tantrums is not how you solve your problems." Clark lectured the very sorry boy over his knee.

"if I here from Barbara you've been a naughty boy this evening you can expect to have Daddy's Bat-Paddle coming your way when we get home." He warned." Barbara still wants to take care you despite you're shameful behavior this afternoon."

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"You wouldn't get a call Daddy, I don't want to troube you and Papa on your date." Tim said a little guilty he was half (or more acutrally twenty-five present since Dick was far more trouble than him) the reason he Clark didn't get to spend romantic time together much.

Tim nearly jumped off Bruce's lap when the spank came down his left cheek, it hurt even worse than normal! "OWW! OW OW ! Daddy my shot mark still h-hurts really bad!" Tim whined kicking his skinny legs over father's lap.

He wished now he'd just told Grandma Leslie the truth and not ripped the prescription pad, it wasn't worth a spanking on an already sore rear!

"I'll be more thoughtful Daddy! I'll be really good for Uncle Wally and Aunt Iris and take care of Bart!" Tim promised, voice getting desperate and hoarse. "I'll help out and be super sweet!" Tim screamed as his bottom ached.

[KingCrowley]

Dick winced at that, and nodded, he wasn't going to argue against Clark, though he felt like the man just wasn't up for giving him a chance to prove himself. It was frustrating at times. "Owwww!" he yelped and squirmed just a little.

"I'm not sweet...I try to be, but I always end up doing the wrong thing..." Dick said sadly. "No one ever seems to see the good in me, anymore...you and Dad don't..you think I'm just naughty and that's all."

"Owwww!" he yelped again. He winced when told that Barbara still wanted to take care of him despite his SHAMEFUL behaviour. He felt awful at that, he knew Bruce and Clark were ashamed of him, why wouldn't they be?

"I-I'm sorry I make you and Papa ashamed of me..." he whimpered, tears streaming down his face.

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"You won't trouble us as long as it's not a call about naughty behaviour. But if you gt upset and want to be picked up, we'll be there in a heartbeat, no matter what. Nothing is more important to Clark and I than you boys." Bruce explained and rubbed his back a moment.

Then he started up the spanking and nodded, "I know it does, but you shouldn't have ripped up your prescription, young man." he scolded and spanked away at his bottom firmly.

"I know you'll do your best to be a good, sweet boy Tim, because you usually are." he said and patted his cheeks, looking down at the bright pink bottom. "Now what do you have to say for yourself, Timothy Wayne Clark?"

[Robin Hunter]

Clark paused for a moment. "Richard you know that's not true at all, you think that out of worry and nothing more. Your Daddy and I know you're just sweet boy needs a firm hand at times." He patted the bottom with the brush. "and our's job to give it you."

"Doing shameful things is not the same as being a shameful person baby." Clark correct gently before giving three quick spanks to each off the quickly reddening bottom. "The only thing that truly upsets me about all this naughtiness it the fact I know you can do better. Richard Clark Wayne sometimes I worry I know you better than you know yourself." Clark said giving a good spanking to the boy's sitspots.

"I want you to thing about this lesson every time you get upset baby boy, your Daddy trained you to be calm under pressure as Robin and that applies the same Dick Wayne." Clark said raising his knee up to get a better angle of the boy's upper thighs.

"You are going to count the rest of these spanks Dick. If you miss one or miss up will we start all over. This practice for stressful moments, you have to learn think situations through before acting irrationally." Giving one spank in the very center of the the teen's bottom Clark asked "Are we clear little boy ? "

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"N-no you and Papa give up so much for m-me and Dickie. You guy deserve peace anyway from h-here. I don't want you to have to worry bout taking of stuff h-here." Tim stuttered, the pain in his bottom aching more and more.

"I'm sworry! Daddy!" Tim wailed! "I shouldn't torn the p-prescript-i-io" before Tim could finish he fell into complete sobbing, legs no longer flailing and hanging limping over his father's lap, his trying and failing to stop more tears from failing.

Tim flinched at the bat to his bottom no longer wanting to keep himself in check.. "I won't lie no more and I'll be good! I'm sorry Daddy!" Tim cried, big teardrops falling down his cheeks. "

No more spanks! It's hurts too bad!" Tim cried at the sting, his left cheek alone causing more than enough pain.

[KingCrowley]

Dick whimpered when his Papa patted the brush on his bottom, telling him that he was a sweet boy who just needed a firm hand at times. He didn't believe it, he knew there was something bad or fucked up inside of him. "But I AM shameful Pa..." he answered sadly and hung his head, continuing to cry as the spanks went on.

"I want to do better but I can't! I'm just bad! I'll never be a good boy..." Dick whimpered. "My parents got a clean break when ...when they died, they didn't have to deal w-with a screw up like me.."

He nodded, holding back a sob when he was told to count out the rest of the spanks, knowing he would have to even though he couldn't really talk right now. "O-Okay w-we're clear..." he struggled to say and then yelped when the spank came down.

"O-One..."

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"It's our jobs to worry about you kids, that's what parents do." Bruce explained to his little son and patted his bottom gently. He was about to land another round of spanks, but then the boy whimpered and apologized, Bruce knew the lesson was learned.

"Good boy." he said gently and scooped him up, cuddling him close to his chest and kissing his cheek and forehead, "Shhhh, shhh Daddy's got you, it's okay, shhhh, shhhh." he soothed, rocking him back and forth in his arms.

"I'm so proud, you handled your spanking so well."

[Robin Hunter]

Clark froze and has was about to bring down the second slap to Dick's behind he stared at the boy's sobbing form. While normally he never had issues controlling his strength, but there was audible crack from the hairbrush as he put pressure on the surface as Dick's world shook his mind.

With a loud breathe he rained down the blows so quickly the Flash would be jealous, four to each cheek and harsh to the boy's thighs. It was likely the harshest he'd ever been to Dick's chubby rear and he knew there was no way Dick would be able to keep count at the pace, that was the least of his concerns.

Dropping the mildly damaged hairbrush to the floor he pulled his oldest so to sit uncomfortably his still sore bottom on his lap. Forcing the much darker blue eyes to look it his lighter pair and holding Dick's head in place.

"You do not EVER say that again! If I ever your talk about yourself or even believe you think such things I-I-I'll take you off patrols for a whole year and refuse to let you leave my side." Clark frantically shouted at the boy sitting on his lap, despite knowing both threats wouldn't be totally possible.

"I don't know what caused these ugly seeds of self-hate in you Dick ? Was it something I did, I love you and try so hard little one. What can I give you to let you know that I cherish you ? To let you so what a good boy you already are." Clark begged his own expression becoming pained to watch the recently punished teenager.

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Tim clung to Bruce's shirt as was held and cried his heart out, shifting in Bruce's arms on his pained bottom. "D-don't let go-o-o!" Tim wailed loudly into his father's chest.

So much pain and stress exploded out of Tim that he worried he would never stop crying. His face wet with tears voice becoming hoarse and strained from the volume of his cries.

Eventually however it did devolve slightly into shuddering cries and frequent hiccups. He clutched his lame in one arm and held the fabric of Bruce's nice dress shirt. "W-will be good." he mumbled between a cry.

As rational thinking began to resume he realized his clothes were still discard and he wrapped in only his blanket like an infant. The embarrassment got Tim to let out a loud whine and he hid his messy face in Bruce's shoulder completely.

"D-daddy....."Tim called out before taking a break to breath. "Don't put me down please, I don't wanna be alone right now. "

[KingCrowley]

Dick was not ready for such an onslaught of smacks and he began sobbing almost immediately at the sheer strength the hairbrush was being whacked down with. It hurt a lot and he felt for sure he would have bruises tomorrow from it. "Owwwwwwwww!!" he howled before going limp over the man's firm lap.

Eventually though, the hairbrush was dropped and Dick sobbed like a baby, looking up into Clark's eyes when he said he was not to EVER say those things again. He whimpered at the threats and then looked down when his Papa asked him what caused all the self hate, and If it was anything he did.

"N-No Papa..." he answered honestly.

"It's....it's just...I must be a horrible, shameful piece of sh....dirt otherwise my parents wouldn't have been taken away from me, it's my fault..." he sobbed even harder.

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Bruce shook his head and cradled Tim's head and bottom against his chest, smiling when he told him not to let go, "I won't kiddo, not until you're ready." he promised and rubbed his sore cheeks with his gentle, large palm.

He smiled at the hiccups and nodded, "I know you will my sweet baby, I know." he soothed and then looked down at his child when he begged not to be put down. "Oh darling." he said adoringly.

Bruce scooped up his blanketed bundle and held him MUCH closer, rocking him and soothing him gently. "How about I give you some nice chocolate milk from a bottle?" he asked, knowing the child wouldn't like formula but he would like being held and rocked while also drinking something sweet.

[Robin Hunter]

The cries Clark heard from Dick caused his stomach to turn. During every spanking he given one of his boys he felt a twinge guilt despite knowing ir was for their own good and sometimes needed to protect them.

However knowing he was the source of such a pained wailing made him feel like a monster. He had to push onward however.

"Dick....." Clark was at a loss, he had grown up in a stable home so he was often at a loss when it camr to the grief. He brough the boy in to a tight hug, and moved to run his fingers soothingly through his son's raven waves.

"Your birth parents didn't want to leave you all alone baby. They certainly didn't have a choice in the matter." Clark explained."Dick when you are around you always light into the room, you've carried this with you as long as I've known you baby." Clark's voice crack and could feel is own eyes getting misty.

"I know because my heart is heavy whenever I'm away from you. The reasin why they are gone is a bad man wanted money and even he's gone now."

"You spent so long pent up with these feelings you don't know how to process them. Bruce and Tim went trough similar experiences and just cope differently." Clark choked a sob himself hating the he couldn't take the pain from Dick.

He rocked Dick in his arms, needing the closeness just as much.

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Tim began to feel a little more secure now that Bruce had assured him he wouldn't put him down.He felt stroking behind and despite rhe embarrassment he was glad to have some ease from the pain.

He shifted a little at Bruce's suggestion. Sure he wanted to try being babied but so soon gave him something similar to stage fright. "I-I dont know....." Tim nervously responded

The temptation of chocolate milk began to wear him down. Kicking his little legs in fussiness, he looked away from Bruce. "Y-yes Daddy I want a...." Tim' cringed and his cheeks became pink " a baba"." Tim than slid he tip of his blankie back into his mouth, very nervous about his first time being truly babied.

[KingCrowley]

Dick looked into his Papa's eyes when he told him that his birth parents had no choice in leaving and that when he was around he always brought light into the room. He hoped that was true, he liked making people happy.

He snuggled up against Clark and nodded at the explanation of why his parents were gone, and that the man who killed them was also gone. "Y-Yeah...I just feel like somehow it was my fault.." he said sadly and closed his eyes for a moment.

"I'm sorry Papa...I'm sorry for this whole week." Dick said sadly and sniffed wetly. Clark and Bruce would be going to drop Tim off at Barry's and then going on their date. Barbara would be here in about forty five minutes.

"I love you Papa, I just want to be good for you."

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Bruce smiled when Tim said he wanted a 'baba' he thought that was the cutest thing in the world. He rewarded his bravery with a little kiss on the cheek and nodded, "Okay baby boy, a baba it is." he told him and carried him downstairs. He washed out one of Dick's baby bottles and then filled it with sweet, creamy chocolate milk.

He knew both boys loved chocolate milk and it was usually reserved for when they had been very, very good boys. Bruce then carried both the bottle and his baby to the living room by the fire. He sat in the rocking chair and held Tim in a cradling position.

"Good boy." he soothed and gently put the nipple of the bottle in his son's mouth, smiling when he started sucking the sweet treat down.

[Robin Hunter]

"Papa has never lied to you Dickie, so I need you to accept what I'm saying here." Clark calmly said. "You could not have stopped what happened to Mary and John. Anymore than Bruce could saved Martha and Thomas." He whispered before bringing a hand up to stroke the boy's cheek.

Clark picked him and began walking toward the boy's bathroom. "I know you'll do better little one, just remember that running away and sneaking off isn't going to get you anything but a spanked bottom." Clark said carrying Dick into the restroom and standing him in front of the sink.

Wetting a rag he begins to clean the tear-stained cheeks. " No more of the this guilt little boy. I want you to have funny evening with Barb while Daddy and me are at the restaurant. Though if she has to give you a spanking, you might as well go sit with Daddy's paddle until we get home because that's exactly what your sorry little bottom will be in for." Clark warned.

"D you want me to you some regular pajamas or do you want you me to get a pair of baby jammies ? "Clark asked putting and on the boy's shoulder, feeling a bit affectionate and attentive even by his standards. "We should really go see what your Daddy and Tim are doing. I haven't talked to either since Tim got back from the hospital. I hope he's okay."

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Tim was brought away from his pouting when Bruce kissed his cheek in which he responded by laying back in Bruce's arms and trying to remain still. He still wasn't used to be babied and held like this, this caused looks to kick slightly.

He watched with a tad bit of excitement when he saw Bruce making the sugary beverage with evident glee. Normally he would have sneak down during the night to get something so yummy!

As Bruce took a seat by the fire he watched the rubber coming from his mouth and reluctantly accepted it. At the ease of the feeding and the taste his eyes became a half-lidded with comfort. Sucking little and laying against Bruce's chest and smiling around the bottle when he was praised for doing a good job.

Though despite himself a little milk did begin to dribble down his chin and Tim was so invested in his bottle he didn't seem to notice. Instead more interested on get as much milk as possible.