As the door closed on Sasuke's last

As the door closed on Sasuke's last hope of escape, he turned around slowly to face his brother, and was met with eyes of cold fury but a few inches from his face. Before he could react, or even breathe, he was being hauled forcibly towards the staircase in the entrance hall by the neck of his shirt, caught in the tight fist of Itachi Uchiha, one of the few people Sasuke could be truly frightened of. Especially when he was in this mood.

Without missing a beat, Itachi swiftly sat down on the fourth step of the stairs, and pulled his little brother over his knee, wrenching down his shorts and dark blue boxers as his ass passed under his hand. Sasuke gasped, and almost reached back in protest, but the spanking began instantly, and he could only moan and clutch at the stair under his face as Itachi's hand came down ruthlessly over and over again. His palm was solid and forceful, as each smack rippled across the taut white buttocks, which quickly turned to pink, and then scarlet, as the spanking continued.

Before long Sasuke was sobbing into his arms, wailing every now and then when a particularly stinging swat came down on his sit-spots or upper thighs. Itachi really was determined to hit everywhere wasn't he? Sasuke felt as though not an inch of skin had been neglected, even the sensitive and usually protected skin between his cheeks, which was harshly beaten by Itachi's punishing hands when he was bent further over his lap despite his protests, spreading his cheeks and giving Itachi better access to the more painful places to spank.

Sasuke's butt was a bright, flaming red before Itachi slowed his smacks, and began to speak. He began a steadier, slow, but no less heavy rhythm. Sasuke jerked forward with each spank, as his body had more time between them to react.

"You know very well why you have received this punishment Sasuke, and believe me when I say it is not over yet. You have one hour in which to compose yourself and prepare an explanation for your ridiculous and shameful behaviour. Then you will come to my study."

Sasuke strained his ears desperately to take in everything Itachi was saying over the loud slaps applied to his rear, and over his heartbeat still pumping frantically in his ears. He felt as though he'd been beaten raw, and Itachi's promise of more to come terrified him further than anything else. This was all Naruto's fault, the stupid dobe! He never would have been in this state if he'd ignored Naruto's infectious enthusiasm, and refused to take part in such an idiotic prank that was so obviously traced back to Naruto.

At the end of his speech, the smacks stopped after what felt like hours to Sasuke, and he was pushed abruptly off his older brother's lap, only to roll onto the remaining stair, his tender and excruciatingly sensitive ass colliding with the hard wood. He howled in pain, his eyes screwed shut, his bangs falling wildly across his face, and sprang up as quickly as he could. Sniffling and hitching his breath, he dragged his boxers and shorts delicately up his legs and butt, hissing as they made contact. When he was once again clothed, he turned to face the stair and dropped his head. "I-I'm sorry Itachi." He mumbled as respectfully as he could, in an attempt to gain his brother's approval.

"Hn." was the only reply he received, and when he lifted his gaze again Itachi was gone. Ashamed of his pathetic and childlike reaction to his spanking, Sasuke sprinted through the house towards the back yard, where angrily throw his kunai at the various targets painted on trees.

When he finally felt his anger and shame had subsided somewhat, he sniffed and wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. Composed but still scared, he prepared himself for what was to come next.

Precisely an hour later, Sasuke stood before the door of Itachi's study, having changed into looser clothing, and tenderly rubbing a horribly sore behind. His earlier outburst had really taken its toll on him, and he was beginning to seriously regret his angry shuriken-jutsu training. His brother was a stickler for time, something he too had inherited, and another reason why he got so pissed off when Kakashi-sensei turned up late.

"Get in here now Sasuke, stop being childish and avoiding what's to come." Itachi's cold voice broke through his straying thoughts, and after the initial cringe, he felt a stab of annoyance. He, Sasuke Uchiha, wasting time? How pathetic did his brother think he was? He pushed open the door and sauntered in with his hands in his pockets, his earlier resolution to be obedient in order to lessen his punishment long forgotten.

Itachi observed him walking in from his seat at his desk, and raised one eyebrow when he saw Sasuke's arrogant walk and indifferent expression. Did this boy have a death wish? Has he no respect?

Leaning against the wall, Sasuke pressed one foot against it, his leg bent. If Itachi thought he was being childish then he was damn well going to live up to it. He glared stubbornly at the floorboards, as the tension in the room grew with each passing second. Despite his confident entrance, his heart was pounding in his chest, as he realised how little he was helping his situation. Where the hell did all his Uchiha coolness go?

"Sasuke" Itachi called quietly. "Stand up." Sasuke's foot flinched at the order, but he remained in that stance, determined not to appear to accept his punishment. "Now." Itachi ordered again. Never mind, I'm going to die anyway. His foot dropped to the floor and he turned to face his brother.

Itachi lifted two fingers, and motioned with them, indicating that Sasuke come and stand in front of him. Slowly and reluctantly, he began to walk over, but after a sharp look from his brother he quickened his pace until he was a foot from the chair where he sat. The same look made him stand up smartly, but he kept his eyes on the floor, afraid to meet his brother's gaze.

They remained in this position for what Sasuke thought was hours. He hated to wait, even for something as dreadful as a spanking. He knew Itachi knew of his impatience so was further increasing his suffering by simply staring at him.

"Sasuke" Itachi suddenly began, with a voice as cold as ice. "You will explain to me why you appear to have no common sense, respect, or ability to think for yourself. It is obvious to me that Uzumaki was your reason for participating, but I would have thought as an Uchiha you would be able to see how ridiculous the entire event is, and not be stupid enough to involve yourself in it. I trust I am not wrong?"

Sasuke did not know how to answer, or even if he should. He simply kept his gaze in the ground, and swallowed again.
"You will answer when I speak to you Sasuke." His demand was now laced with anger rather than the icy calm it had previously.
"I-I can't.." was all that the young Uchiha could choke out. "Hn." Itachi sat for a moment, his gaze burning up his little brother and making him tremble. Then, swiftly as before, Itachi grabbed Sasuke by the upper arm and wrenched him over his knees. However this time his little brother made no protest, and hung resignedly over the lap beneath him, his hands on the floor and ass high in their air. Slowly, Itachi pulled his shorts down to his knees, quickly followed by his underwear. Sasuke struggled to contain his noises of protest, biting down on his lip instead as he felt the cold air caress his rear. He then waited in silent agony for the second part of his spanking to begin.

But instead of the sound of skin hitting skin, his ears were greeted with the clinking of metal, and the unmistakable noise of a belt being slid from its loop-holes. His eyes shot wide open with horror. "NO NII-SAN, please, I'm sorry, not the belt!" Sasuke struggled frantically to escape when he realised his brother's intentions. He rarely received the belt, as it was reserved only for the most serious punishments. Itachi must be even madder than he'd thought!

Itachi was letting his anger take hold of him, and he knew it, but decided to squash his sympathy for Sasuke's frantic cries, knowing his little brother fully deserved to get a hard punishment. Doubling over the belt in his right hand, he kept a firm hand on Sasuke's lower back before swinging the leather down hard over both cheeks. Sasuke emitted a sharp cry, before an agonised moan. As tears sprung to his eyes instantly, he threw a hand back to shield his ass. Itachi's hand was bad enough, he didn't know if he'd be able to get through a whole spanking with this!

"Sasuke, you will stay still." Itachi ordered coolly, instantly pinning his little brother's defensive hand to the small of his back painfully, waiting for his struggling to subside. Accepting that his brother was far too strong for him, Sasuke let his head hang, sobbing, and resigned his other arm to clutching the legs of the chair.
The next few blows came down in quick succession, and another cry tore loose from Sasuke's throat. "I-Itachi nii-san, I-I'm sorry, please-" He choked out, but Itachi paused only for a second before continuing.

After that the blows rained hard and fast once again, Sasuke sobbing heavily, and Itachi snapping the belt across his buttocks with practiced aim, hitting the painful undercurve as well as the rest of his cheeks. The minutes continued to pass, as Sasuke's butt grew steadily darker, having started out an even, bright red from his previous spanking. Now they were lined with deep red stripes from the belt. The raven-haired genin felt as though a fireball jutsu had been applied to his buttocks several times over!

Eventually, Itachi dropped the belt onto the desk beside him. Sasuke didn't realise at first that his punishment had stopped, still sobbing quietly into the crook of his elbow. When he did however, he sniffed and stayed where he was, hung limply over his brother's knees, awaiting further instruction. He was scared if he was at all disobedient Itachi would be tempted to pic

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As the door closed on Sasuke's last hope of escape, he turned around slowly to face his brother, and was met with eyes of cold fury but a few inches from his face. Before he could react, or even breathe, he was being forcibly hauled towards the staircase in the entrance hall by the neck of his shirt, caught in the tight fist of Itachi Uchiha, one of the few people Sasuke could be truly frightened of. Especially when he was in this mood.Without missing a beat, Itachi swiftly sat down on the fourth step of the stairs, and pulled his little brother over his knee, wrenching down his shorts and dark blue boxers as his ass passed under his hand. Sasuke gasped, and almost reached back in protest, but the spanking began instantly, and he could only moan and clutch at the stair under his face as Itachi's hand came down ruthlessly over and over again. His palm was solid and forceful, as each smack rippled across the taut white buttocks, which quickly turned to pink, and then scarlet, as the spanking continued.Before long Sasuke was sobbing into his arms, wailing every now and then when a particularly stinging swat came down on his sit-spots or upper thighs. Itachi really was determined to hit everywhere wasn't he? Sasuke felt as though not an inch of skin had been neglected, even the sensitive and usually protected skin between his cheeks, which was harshly beaten by Itachi's punishing those hands when he was bent further over his lap despite his protests, spreading his cheeks and giving Itachi with better access to the more painful places to spank.Sasuke's butt was a bright, flaming red before Itachi slowed his smacks, and began to speak. He began a steadier, slow, but no less heavy rhythm. Sasuke jerked forward with each spank, as his body had more time between them to react."You know very well why you have received this punishment Sasuke, and believe me when I say it is not over yet. You have one hour in which to compose yourself and prepare an explanation for your ridiculous and shameful behaviour. Then you will come to my study. "Sasuke strained his ears desperately to take in everything Itachi was saying over the loud slaps applied to his rear, and over his heartbeat still pumping frantically in his ears. He felt as though he'd been beaten raw, and Itachi's promise of more to come, which terrified him further than anything else. This was all Naruto's fault, the stupid Adobe! He never would have been in this state if infectious enthusiasm, Naruto's ignored he'd and refused to take part in such an idiotic prank that was so obviously traced back to Naruto.At the end of his speech, the smacks stopped after what felt like hours to Sasuke, and he was pushed off his older brother's lap abruptly, only to roll onto the remaining stair, his tender and excruciatingly sensitive ass colliding with the hard wood. He howled in pain, his eyes screwed shut, his bangs falling wildly across his face, and sprang up as quickly as he could. Sniffling and hitching his breath, he dragged his boxers and shorts delicately up his legs and butt, hissing as they made contact. When he was once again clothed, he turned to face the stair and dropped his head. "I-I'm sorry Itachi." He mumbled as respectfully as he could, in an attempt to gain his brother's approval."Hn." was the only reply he received, and when he lifted his gaze again Itachi was gone. Ashamed of his pathetic and childlike reaction to his spanking, Sasuke sprinted through the house towards the back yard, where angrily throw his kunai at the various targets painted on trees.When he finally felt his anger and shame had subsided somewhat, he sniffed and wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. Composed but still scared, he prepared himself for what was to come next.Precisely an hour later, Sasuke stood before the door of Itachi's study, having changed into looser clothing, and tenderly rubbing a horribly sore behind. His earlier outburst had really taken its toll on him, and he was beginning to seriously regret his angry shuriken-jutsu training. His brother was a stickler for time, something he too had inherited, and another reason why he got so pissed off when Kakashi-sensei turned up late."Get in here now Sasuke, stop being childish and avoiding what's to come." Itachi's cold voice broke through his straying thoughts, and after the initial cringe, he felt a stab of annoyance. He, Sasuke Uchiha, wasting time? How pathetic did his brother think he was? He pushed open the door and sauntered in with his hands in his pockets, his earlier resolution to be obedient in order to lessen his punishment long forgotten.Itachi observed him walking in from his seat at his desk, and raised one eyebrow when he saw Sasuke's arrogant walk and indifferent expression. Did this boy have a death wish? Has he no respect?Leaning against the wall, Sasuke pressed one foot against it, his leg bent. If Itachi thought he was being childish then he was damn well going to live up to it. He glared stubbornly at the floorboards, as the tension in the room grew with each passing second. Despite his confident entrance, his heart was pounding in his chest, as he realised how little he was helping his situation. Where the hell did all his Uchiha coolness go?"Sasuke," Itachi called quietly. "Stand up." Sasuke's foot flinched at the order, but he remained in that stance, determined not to appear to accept his punishment. "Now." Itachi ordered again. Never mind, I'm going to die anyway. His foot was dropped to the floor and he turned to face his brother.Itachi lifted two fingers, and motioned with them, indicating that Sasuke come and stand in front of him. Slowly and reluctantly, he began to walk over, but after a sharp look from his brother he quickened his pace until he was a foot from the chair where he sat. The same look made him stand up smartly, but he kept his eyes on the floor, afraid to meet his brother's gaze.They remained in this position for what Sasuke thought was hours. He hated to wait, even for something as dreadful as a spanking. He knew Itachi knew of his compare impatience was further increasing his suffering by simply staring at him."Sasuke," Itachi suddenly began, with a voice as cold as ice. "You will explain to me why you appear to have no common sense, respect, or ability to think for yourself. It is obvious to me that Uzumaki was your reason for participating, but I would have thought as an Uchiha you would be able to see how ridiculous the entire event is, and not be stupid enough to involve yourself in it. I trust I am not wrong? "Sasuke did not know how to answer, or even if he should. He simply kept his gaze in the ground, and swallowed again."You will answer when I speak to you Sasuke." His demand was now laced with anger rather than the icy calm it had previously."I-I can't.." was all that the young Uchiha could choke out. "Hn." Itachi sat for a moment, his gaze burning up his little brother and making him tremble. Then, swiftly as before, Itachi grabbed Sasuke by the upper arm and wrenched him over his knees. However this time his little brother made no protest, and hung resignedly over the lap beneath him, his hands on the floor and ass high in their air. Slowly, Itachi pulled his shorts down to his knees, quickly followed by his underwear. Sasuke struggled to contain his noises of protest, biting down on his lip instead as he felt the cold air caress his rear. He then waited in silent agony for the second part of his spanking to begin.But instead of the sound of skin hitting skin, his ears were greeted with the clinking of metal, and the unmistakable noise of a belt being slid from its loop-holes. His eyes shot wide open with horror. "NO NII-SAN, please, I'm sorry, not the belt!" Sasuke struggled frantically to escape when he realised his brother's intentions. He rarely received the belt, as it was reserved only for the most serious punishments. Itachi must be even madder than he'd thought!Itachi was letting his anger take hold of him, and he knew it, but decided to squash his sympathy for Sasuke's frantic cries, knowing his little brother fully deserved to get a hard punishment. Doubling over the belt in his right hand, he kept a firm hand on Sasuke's lower back before swinging the leather down hard over both cheeks. Sasuke emitted a sharp cry, before an agonised moan. As tears sprung to his eyes instantly, he threw a hand back to shield his ass. Itachi's hand was bad enough, he didn't know if he'd be able to get through a whole spanking with this!"Sasuke, you will stay still." Itachi ordered coolly, instantly pinning his little brother's defensive hand to the small of his back painfully, waiting for his struggling to subside. Accepting that his brother was far too strong for him, Sasuke let his head hang, sobbing, and resigned his other arm to clutching the legs of the chair.The next few blows came down in quick succession, and another cry tore loose from Sasuke's throat. "I-Itachi nii-san, I-I'm sorry, please-" He choked out, but Itachi paused only for a second before continuing.After that the blows rained hard and fast once again, Sasuke sobbing heavily, and Itachi snapping the belt across his buttocks with practiced aim, hitting the painful undercurve as well as the rest of his cheeks. The minutes continued to pass, as Sasuke's butt grew steadily darker, having started out an even, bright red from his previous spanking. Now they were lined with deep red stripes from the belt. The raven-haired genin felt as though a fireball jutsu had been applied to his buttocks several times over!Eventually, Itachi dropped the belt onto the desk beside him. Sasuke didn't realise at first that his punishment had stopped, still sobbing quietly into the crook of his elbow. When he did however, he sniffed and stayed where he was, hung limply over his brother's knees, awaiting further instruction. He was scared if he was at all disobedient Itachi would be tempted to pic