Ran\'s Discipline

One for Darkinfernofire. Also, did you used to be darkinferno? I think you are, but I\'ve been wrong about this kind of thing before.

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Curious Conan

Conan and Ran were visting her mother. Ran had stepped out to get take-out food for dinner, and Eri was in the shower. This left Conan alone and bored. He didn\'t like being bored, because that usually led to him getting in to trouble.

He had been told by Eri and Ran to stay out of her office, and he knew that too Ran this would be a spankable offence if he was caught. Still, the opportunity to go through Eri\'s client files was something the curious little detective couldn\'t pass up.

One quick look, he told himself. Just a peek and nobody would be the wiser.

He opened the desk drawer and got out a black binder. Paper copies of case files in case her computer crashed, he supposed. Opening it to the first page, he began to read.

Later, Eri got out of her shower and dried off. After dressing, she went to find Conan. The boy reminded her of a young Shinichi Kudo. And if he was anything like his look-alike, he could get himself into all sorts of trouble if left alone for to long.

She wasn\'t supprised not to find him in front of the t.v. like so many boys his age. From what Ran had said, Conan wasn\'t happy unless he was doing something.

Eri checked outside and in every room. Except one. And if he was in her office after specificaly being told not to...

She stood in the doorway, her anger rising along with a little bit of amusement at the boy\'s insatiable curiosity. After about five minutes she called his name. Supprised, he fell backwards on the chair to the floor, holding the files. Since he had undone the metal bingings to take out and look at individual cases, they fell in to a disorganized mess around him.

\"My files!\" Eri yelled.

Conan looked up from his position on the floor at the angry woman. He rubbed the back of his head and laughed nervously.

\"I\'ll...just go wait for Ran to get back.\" he said. He knew he was going to get spanked when his nee-chan found out, but right now that seemed preferable by far to facing Eri\'s wrath.

\"Oh no you don\'t!\" she said, picking him up of the floor. \"We\'re not waiting until my daughter gets back. We\'re doing this right now!\" She gave him a swat to his rear to punctuate the statement.

Conan gulped. Judging by how much that one smack on his fully clothed bottom hurt, he knew that a spanking from Eri would probably be even worse then one from Ran. Plus, in all likelyhood he would get another spanking from his nee-chan later.

Eri led the small boy to the couch and placed him over her lap. She pulled his shorts and underware down to his knees. It had been more then a decade since she had spanked her daughter, and she had to take a moment to recall exactly how to go about it. Not that it was a complex process, she was just a little rusty.

\"Alright Conan,\" Eri began. \"Were you supposed to be in my office, looking at my files?\" she placed her hand on his bottom, noticing how it fit almost perfectly in her hand.

\"No.\" he replied.

The first spank make Conan cry out loud, catching him at an unguarded moment. It was followed by a flurry of smacks, never in the same place twice in a row.

Conan yelped and squirmed with each hard impact on his bare bottom. He could have sworn Eri\'s hand was made of iron.

The woman smiled to herself. She had thought that Shinichi\'s parents were much too lenient with their son. She had never said anything, of course. She wasn\'t one to tell someone how to raise their child. Still, now that Conan was here, it was almost like a second chance with Shinichi. She knew her daughter was raising the boy properly, and mabey Eri would get to see how Shinichi would have turned out had he been her son after all.

Eri laid on a few minutes worth of spanks that left Conan sobbing and broken, his bottom cherry-red. Then she stopped.

\"Now Conan, are you going to do as you are told from now on?\" SMACK!

He gave no responce.

SMACK!

\"I asked you a question young man.\"SMACK!

\"Yes Ma\'am!\"

SMACK!

\"Yes Ma\'am what?\"SMACK!

\"Yes Ma\'am I\'ll do as I\'m told!\"

SMACK!

\"Are you going to be a good boy?\"SMACK!

\"Yes!\"

SMACK!

\"Yes what?\"SMACK!

\"Yes I\'ll be a good boy!\"

SMACK!

\"Yes you will.\" SMACK!

SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!

\"OWWWWW!!!!\"

After those last ten really hard spanks and Conan\'s cry of pain, Eri decided that was enough. Conan seemed truly sorry and punished. She was about to move on to the make-up cuddling when Ran walked in the door carrying dinner. After a quick look at the scene on the couch, she set down the bags and sat on the couch next to her mother.

\"Conan, were you in my mom\'s office?\" she asked, giving him a stern look. He nodded slowly, crying harder because he was sure he was going to get another spanking.

Ran shook her head and smiled. \"I should spank you myself. But I can see that you\'ve already been punished enough.\"

Both women held Conan between them. Eri smiled. She had missed the feeling of closeness she got with Ran after a spanking. And she was happy to find that Conan didn\'t take spankings personally. He wasn\'t mad afterwards. He just wanted to be comforted and forgiven.

\"Conan, from now on I want you on your best behavior. And...\" she looked to her daughter, \"that goes for you too Ran, you\'re not to big to be spanked.\"

Both Conan and Ran nodded quickly. After some more cudding, the three got up for dinner. Later, Conan helped Eri reorganize her files.