Ran\'s Discipline

Conan\'s First Time With The Belt

Here you go, Mikou Kikyou. This takes place before Wanted Discipline.

\"Conan, I can\'t belive you did this! I want you in my room, now!\"

He nodded and headed for the agency, trying not to look like he wanted this.

Ran sighed and helped the fruit vendor clean up. She had no idea why Conan had knocked it over. She had told him to be careful, then watched as he deliberatly pushed the stand over, spilling fruit into the street.

She headed for home, determined to teach her naughty little brother a lesson he wouldn\'t soon forget.

****

Conan took off his shoes and headed for Ran\'s room. It had been a sudden impulse. He had started feeling bad again and saw the fruit stand. He hadn\'t meant to knock the whole thing over, just grab a few pieces and throw them.

He already ached just thinking about the punishment he was sure to get. But if it would take away his guilt, if only for a while, then it was worth it.

He pulled down his shorts and underware and laid face-down on Ran\'s bed to wait for his punishment. His mind raced, wondering what she would do this time.

****

Ran went to her father\'s room. After digging through the piles of beer cans and trash and unwashed laundry, she found what she was looking for. His belt.

Niether Eri or Kogoro had ever used the belt on her. A friend of hers once said that her parents only used the belt for serious offences. That certainly fit Conan\'s behaviour. Ran knew it would hurt and sting like crazy, and that she would need to be carefull or risk seriously hurting Conan.

She doubled it over, holding the open end, and tried a few practise swats to Kogoro\'s bed. When she decided that she had the hang of it, Ran headed for her room.

She sat on her bed, next to Conan, and rubbed his back.

\"I just don\'t know what to do with you. Why did you do that?\" she asked him.

\"I don\'t know.\" He said, which was more or less true.

\"Well Conan, looks like I\'m going to have to punish you. And I\'m going to use dad\'s belt. It\'s going to hurt really bad.\" Ran said as she slowly dragged it over his exposed bottom, giving him time to imagine how it would feel.

Conan was feeling a mixture of anticipation and fear. But he soon relaxed. He knew that no matter how bad he was or how angry Ran was, she would never really hurt him.

\"Now, you know I don\'t enjoy spanking you, don\'t you Conan?\" Ran asked, getting ready.

\"I know.\"

\"And you know I only do this because I love you and want you to grow up to be a good person?\"

\"I know.\"

Ran raised the belt and brought it down on him with a loud CRACK!

Conan gripped the bedsheets under them. Another crack dredged up tears, and another caused them to spill down his face in tiny rivers. Ran was right, it did hurt and sting really badly. It was much worse them anything she did before.

A fourth loud crack echoed through the bedroom, and Conan sobbed into the sheets. Another landed and he couldn\'t take anymore.\"

\"Please!\" CRACK! \"Ouch!\" CRACK! \"No more!\" CRACK! \"I\'m sorry!\" CRACK! \"Raannnn!\" CRACK!

Ran let the belt drop and picked Conan up, setting him on his feet.

\"Get in the corner. Hands on your head.\"

Conan sobbed and did as he was told. He stood in the corner, his bottom bared and stinging, denied the comfort of rubbing it.

Ran waited about five minutes before telling Conan to come to her. She picked him up and rubbed his bottom. He sobbed into her shoulder as his nee-chan reasured him.

\"It\'s okay. We\'re done now.\"

\"S...sorry...\" he cried out, unable to speak clearly yet.

\"You\'re forgiven.\"

After Conan stopped crying and calmed down, Ran set him in her lap.

\"Now Conan, I expect better from you. You\'re going to come with me and apologize to that nice lady.\"

\"Yes Ran.\" he said, sniffiling a little.

She stood and offered her hand. He took it, and together they went to find the fruit vendor.