House of Snakes (for Monk2024)

[Lita]

He pushed them down with a huff, pouting hotly. This was all so unfair! Without looking at the dark-featured man, Draco leaned over and then lay down on the wizard's lap, almost throwing himself down, still pouting up a storm.

However, he soon noticed that in this position, his legs barely reached the ground, his arms, too. Suddenly, the child felt completely and utterly helpless, with only his long shirt covering his bum from the chill of Snape's office. Even then, the plump, round undercurves of his rump weren't completely covered by the thin material.

"I'm really sorry, Professor Snape... ss-sir!" the little serpent squeaked nervously at the floor.

[monk2024]

"I'm sure you are." Snape remarked, puttting his hand on the boys back to hold him in position, he flicked his shirt out of the way and smacked his hand down hard on the brats pale bum.

[Lita]

"O...OW!" The boy yelped at the smack, taken off-guard. He was expecting to... to be told when it was starting! He glared over his shoulder, pouting hotly. The pale flesh of his bottom already had the warm pink imprint of Snape's big palm and fingers.

Draco was a very spoiled child. His overly doting parents, both pure of magical blood and fiercely proud, rarely even raised their voices to their only son, no matter how bad the boy's behaviour was. The young wizard in training was under the impression that he could wrap anyone around his little finger and bend them to his will quite easily, and this belief extended to Hogwart staff as well as his peers.

But...

Draco flushed, clenching his fists and looking worried as he wriggled a bit.

Here he was...

[monk2024]

Snape noted the glare and added six more smacks just like the first, the pink now covering the brats whole bum evenly.

[Lita]

"Oow! Ow OW!" the youngest Malfoy yelped, body seeming to jerk forward with each no-nonsense spank.

Each whack of the potion-master's palm struck home and at the last Draco tossed up his head and cried out. Since he'd never really taken a proper, sound, bare-bottom spanking, his pain threshold was shamefully low, and already, he was shifting his legs and his eyes were watering, "Professor! St-stop it!!" He collapsed back down, small hands fisting Snape's robes, "It... it really hurts!" Seemed like the little snake was already missing the point.

[monk2024]

"This may be a revelation Draco but its a spanking, its supposed to hurt, even you as unfamilar with punishment as you should realise that you aren't supposed to like it." Snape pointed out, giving him six more smacks just as hard.

[Lita]

The young Slytherin boy flailed his arms in response, before pushing against Snape's thigh, trying to push himself off the man's lap and away from his stinging palm, but the hand on his back held him tight like a vice. As he wiggled and squirmed, he only managed to make his impish little behind a more inviting target, as it shimmied around to save itself. Every smack felt more nasty than the last, and Draco was soon whimpering and whining, ankles kicking up and down.

[monk2024]

Once his behind had turned suitably red Snape stood him up and gave him a hanky "Compose and right yourself then tell Parkinson to come in." Snape told him quietly.

[Lita]

Draco seemed almost lightheaded as he was stood up, but he quickly pulled up his pants and buttoned them, rubbing his eyes furiously with the back of his sleeve. It didn't take the proud young Slytherin long to regain his composure, though he did check that his hair was set to rights before walking to the door, and swiftly closing it, seemingly more quiet than normal.

A few moments later, after a few incredulous gasps from beyond the door, the short-haired, almost lavender-eyed girl walked in. She was toying with her wand with her small, slender fingers, eyes as wide as saucers as she looked from the potions master and then to the floor.

[monk2024]

"Miss Parkinson I trust you understand what is about to occur?" Snape asked in a malevolent whisper.