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Princess of Tears A Jade palace story. Characters (c) KennyW AkA Kaon 2011

*contains severe parental spanking*

Excitement can be an almost palpable sensation at times.That special tingle inside the soul, anticipiation mixed with desire that surged within a person when something special was due to occur. It flowed like a river through the citizens and denizens of one particular corner of the multiverse, Master Kaon's great Jade Palace was fairly abuzz with activety.

Within it's beauteous crystalline walls, the inhabitants that called this wonderous abode 'home' were waiting, waiting for an event that happened but once every thousand years ,an event so fantastic and spectacular it could not be missed. Those who had lived long enough within the Master's domain to witness it's marvels had regailed the young with tales of such splendoured magnificence and grandious delight that the Palace fairly trembled with electric anticipation.

The Carnival of Metaphysical Rapture was due to make it's long awaited apperance in this sector of space.

This was no ordinary circus, no made up clowns or animal tricks, no greasy, overpriced junk food and rigged sideshow games to be found here! No, this grand festival of the senses was one huge party that never ceased and was individually tailored to each handsomly paying guest, a unique experience for each person.

The food you ate was always your favorite meal. The drinks you consumed were the sweetest flavours to please your palette. All the music you could hear play was brought from your subconcious to fullfill the soul. Holographic entertainments flash before the eyes, the funniest , scariest, most fantastic things you ever did see. It was a never ending ,whirling kalidascope of pleasure and fun... until the Carnival closed it's doors and moved on to it's next destination.

Now , under special request from the Master of the Jade Palace , vulpine deity Lord Kaon, the Carnival of Metaphysical Rapture had made a special stop, right outside the Jade Palace, ready and waiting to bring joy to it's inhabitants. It was a special reward from Master Kaon, a heartfelt thank you for centuries of dedicated work and service.

Everyone, thousands of workers and servants , lords and dignitaries, maids , cooks , cleaners and gardeners were currently relishing the Carnival's limitless attractions. However , the young person who perhaps had been looking forwards to attending this most special of vacations more than any other child in the Palace..... was currently stuck washing dishes.

Nikki let out a angry growl , gritting her puppy teeth as she roughly dunked yet another crystal plate under the lukewarm, detergent ridden sink water. This was not where the eleven year old huskie pup had envisioned she'd be spending her day.

With arms were soaked up to the elbows , grit and foodscraps matting her light grey fur, poor Nikki stacked up the scrubbed clean plate with it's multitude of brethren. The huskie pup's neck length, maple brown headfur was disheveled , but last time she'd tried to brush it from falling over her forehead , Nikki had gotten soap into her dark brown eyes , souring the pup's already foul temper even further and not to mention being forced to wear this oversized, ugly apron to cover her pretty, light orange skirt and matching T-shirt!

It just wasn't fair! Everyone had known for two months that the Carnival was due and for two months Nikki had been near perfection in everything she'd done. Her personal attitude was impeccable. Her school grades had been stellar. Two whole months of near flawless behaviour and it counted for nothing against this mornings one little slip up.

Nikki had been hurrying to get ready and she'd broken a tiny little inconsequential rule. After quickly scoffing down her breakfast in the dining hall, the excited pup had dashed off , running through the kitchens in an effort to return her plate and then head to the transporters to attend the Carnival with her adopted family.

Running in the kitchens was a big no-no and for good reason, the pup had slammed smack into a duo of cooks carrying a large cauldron of broth. Though Nikki escaped unharmed, the resulting mess had been absolutely spectacular! Broth had splattered over a vast area of the crystal kitchens, both cooks had been scalded by the boiling brew and the palace head chef, Cindy Mulstripe had been less than pleased. Being one of Nikki's guardians, the plump, monochrome, ebony furred skunkette had grabbed the mortified puppy by the ear and demanded she clean up the kitchens before going to the carnival.

Not simply the mess she'd made by tripping up the cooks mind you, but the entire damn kitchens! The place was nigh on cavernous, the size of several football ovals and the meals for nearly a million souls were cooked here daily! It would be completely impossible for Nikki to clean it all before the Carnival left the Palace grounds until next millenium.

Why would Mrs. Cindy be so mean? The big skunk had come down on Nikki far harder than anyone would have expected and even if the food loving, dilligent mephis was extremely upset by the mess that the pup had made, it wasn't as straightforwards as just a ticking off from Nikki's cookery teacher.

This seemed, almost seemed like a heavy parental discipline , as if Cindy was extremely dissupointed with Nikki's thoughtlessness.. Yet Cindy wasn't related to Nikki in that respect. Yes, the skunkette had been there from day one of Nikki's adoption. Yes, Cindy had been the person Nikki had run to for comfort after grazing her knee or getting a spanking and yes, Cindy's displeasure seemed to affect the small puppy far more deeply than the huskies supposed actual mom... Yet the skunkie wasn't the huskie's actual adoptive mother... even though the monochrome female had been acting like it for centuries...

So this left the duo of skunk and pup in an extremely awkward and undefined relationship....

Because of such indecision , Nikki was stuck cleaning dishes when the carnival was just a transporter ride away. When Nikki's adoptive Father, Master Kaon himself had come to check on where his little pup had gotten to , Nikki had tried a desperation tactic , asking for a spanking , forgiveness and permission to head to the Carnival but the original decision stood firm. Clean up the kitchens. It just wasn't fair!

Almost crushed with disuppointment and seething with more than a little anger, Nikki had done as she was bid in the hopes of swaying Cindy's heart with a display of dilligent, submissive obedience. So far, it hadn't worked.

Cindy was a master Chef, the skunkette loved food in all it's many forms. Nothing brought her greater joy than seeing people feast on her cullinary creations. The Palace kitchens were her domain, hundreds of lesser chefs and maids toiled beneath her talented paws and one of the worst offences that could be commited under her eyes was to waste perfectly good food , especially due to something as pointless as reckless haste , as Nikki had done. Even though the pup was trying to make the best of a bad situation, Cindy's current mood was nothing short of absolutely vile and the angry skunkette was not going to be easily mollified.

Nikki placed the last plate on the stack, wiped her drenched paws on her apron and turned from the sink , only to find Cindy standing directly behind her. By the irritated expression on the skunkett's face , she still wasn't satisfied with the considerable work Nikki had already done. The mephitis female smoothed out her long skirt, ajusted her apron and reflected on the chores Nikki still had to perform.

"Once you've dried those dishes and packed them away, I would like you to fold and distribute the fresh dishcloths to each workstation, then wipe down each bench and tabletop whist I plan next week's menu, alright Nikki?"

Nikki fought to keep her muzzle from lifting in a snarl of frustrated rage. Not only were there nearly three hundred dishcloths to fold and sort , a dull, time consuming task if ever there was one but the pup had already spent the better part of the morning cleaning those same surfaces Cindy had just told her to wipe down! There was no other reason to clean them again except to deliberately waste her precious time. It wasn't fair!

"Mrs Cindy, please! I've cleaned all that already! Can't I go to the Carnival now? I'll come back to the kitchens every day for the next week and work hard , I promise! Please just let me go...."

It was the huskie girls last ditch attempt , a final desperate plea. If she hurried now, the last half of the afternoon was available to enjoy the Carnival pleasures. Cindy cocked her head on one side, then slowly ran a black furred finger over the surface of the closest table and made a big show of inspecting it for grime. Nikki's heart sank into her sneakers at the familiar, uncompromising expression on the adults face.

"Wipe the tables down again, Nikki. I'm not satisfied. Then you can have some lunch and continue with the rest of your chores."

Nikki's only response to the dashing of her hopes was a single, angry stomp of her right foot acompanied by a teary grimace of frustration. Cindy almost winced when she saw the pup's reaction. For as long as the skunkette and huskie had known each other , right back to the very day of Nikki's adoption, the pup had had a problem with tantrums.

The root cause of her temper was not willful disobedience, but rather a sense of injustice. Although Nikki was always willing to accept deserved discipline for an obvious fault, if the huskie girl thought her treatment unfair then she was likely to become stubborn, snappish and even insolent , soon to grow into yelling, swearing and open defiance. That single foot stomp was her almost trademark precursor to a building tantrum.

For a brief moment, Cindy almost regretted pushing the pup as far as she had, but the course had been laid in when the order to clean the kitchens had been given. It was important to be resolute, firm and decisive when meeting out discipline and the skunkette wouldn't back down easily, although she spoke in somewhat softer tones.

"Come on now, sweetie. None of that. I know you were looking forwards to the Carnival, but you messed up and people were hurt. Even your Father agreed this was a suitable discipline for you, so let's have no more silliness and just wipe down the tables like a good girl. "

Nikki set her jaw as Cindy turned away. The huskie had simply had enough of being a 'good girl'! What had months of careful behaviour gotten her? Absolutely nothing. Missing out on the Carnival just because this white striped scullery scrub had her short skunkie muzzle put out of joint a little? It wasn't fair, wasn't fair , Wasn't FAIR!

"...Do it yourself, y' stinky old polecat...."

Cindy stopped in her tracks, trying to control her anger. Though the huskie had mumbled the insult, the skunkette's sharp, cookie shaped ears had still picked up on it. It was a far worse slur than Nikki had intended, simply due to the fact Cindy was a skunk, villifying her in such a manner was intensely hurtful to the sensitive mephis. Still, the skunkette swallowed her pride, pretending not to hear the content of Nikki's badmouthing for the pup's own sake.

"Don't you mutter under your breath at me, young lady!"

Nikki was unrepentant, the rebellious glint in her eye told Cindy that much. Standing firm , whilst quietly pleading with the huskie to take the reprimand and leave it at that , the skunkette waited and hoped for a prompt apology from the stubborn pup. Instead, Nikki chose to foolishly add insolence to insult.

"Why , would you rather I said it to your face?"

Letting out an irritated growl, Cindy stormed over to the pup and took a firm grip of one triangular huskie ear. Whilst willing to let the original insult go, such blatant , disrespectful backchat could not be ignored. Tugging the pup over to the sink as best she could, battling the way Nikki dragged her heels and ignoring the girl's string of squeaked 'Ow ow ow's' as her sensitive ear was rubbed red by the friction , Cindy decided to lay down her own particular brand of appropriate discipline.

"That's it, you're getting your mouth washed out my girl!"

Bending the pup over the sink and securing her by the scruff, Cindy grabbed the nearby bottle of detergent and gave it a good shake. Nikki was in a less than co-operative mood though and her little jaws remained steadfastly locked together when the skunkette tried to dose her with the noxious, sticky green liquid. Cindy had had enough and briefly let go of the pups' scruff.

"Open up!"

Each word was accompanied by a hard swat on Nikki's unsuspecting bottom and the stunned pup let out a shocked yelp. It was the perfect opening. Cindy wasted no time in jamming the detergent bottle in the pup's open maw and a good squeeze spattered the huskies mouth with a copious quantity of thick, foul tasting soapy ooze!

Nikki gagged in disgust the instant the detergent filled her mouth, choking on the vile gunk that trickled down her throat and burned sensitive mucous membranes. She tried to spit the repulsive sludge out, but Cindy was to quick for her, clamping her broad skunk paw over the tip of Nikki's huskie muzzle and holding it shut.

Struggling futily against the skunkette's weight leaning on her back , Nikki choked and dribbled emerald tinted saliva, wrenching her head from side to side as she was forced to swallow more and more of the stomach churning detergent, the potent , nasty chemical taste searing it's way into her abused tongue.

For almost a full minute the increasingly desperate pup endured the disgusting mouthwash, tears beginning to leak from watering puppy eyes and her belly squeezed by nausea , finally just as Nikki was about to start retching , Cindy let her go.

Nikki wasted no time in ripping the sink faucet open and spent several seconds washing her mouth free from the residual slime, but by the way her stomach felt , she'd swallowed most of the loathsome detergent. The puppy was genuinely angry now , she'd be stuck with the yucky, lingering aftertaste and upset tummy for hours yet.

Fuming with rage at her treatment, Nikki turned back to Cindy who was quietly standing nearby. Jaw set solid once more, lips curled in an aggressive snarl and little huskie ears flat against her rose blond hair the puppy looked anything but penitent. Entire body almost rigid, shaking with beligerence, her little foot slammed down three times in rapid succession. Despite this juvenile display of temper, the puppy said not a word, preferring to let her wrathful, hurt glare do the talking.

"Please wipe the tables now, Nikki and no more of your sass."

Now it was Cindy who was almost pleading , begging with Nikki to calm down and just do as she was told. If the situation deteriorated much further, the girl's Father would have to become involved. Master Kaon had elected not to attend the Carnival in order to study ancient texts free from interruption and would be exceedingly displeased by any disturbance, let alone being informed his child was throwing a major tantrum, something he considered completely unacceptable. However, Nikki was simply no longer capable of listening to reason.

"Won't! Can't MAKE ME!!"

Voice lifting to a near scream, snarling and spitting, Nikki slammed her foot down onto the crystal flagstones , accentuating each word with a wrathful stomp. Cindy squeezed her eyes shut, this was no longer a simple case of disrespect, the emotional huskie girl was delving into the depths of willfull defiance and there was only one real response to her continually deteriorating behaviour.

Cindy walked slowly over to her oven bench and after a moment's thought, selected a heavy, solid wooden spoon from a large jar containing several other kitchen impliments. Nikki only looked even more stubborn when the skunkette turned back to face her. Lifting the spoon so that Nikki had a proper look at it, Cindy made a curt demand for obedience and submission, though she was sure the enraged puppy girl wouldn't obey readily.

"Hold out your paw, Nikki."

The rebellious pup outright refused. Turning up her little black nose , looking away and folding her arms, her only verbal answer was a contemptuous huff. Ignoring the serious, determined glint in her guardian's eye, Nikki did offer her paw in a manner of speaking, lifting it slightly and extending her middle finger.

Cindy was no longer willing to tolerate Nikki's increasingly vile attitude. Pudgy left arm lashing out with surprising speed, her open palm collided sharply with the huskie's cheek, slapping the taste out of her mouth! Whilst the girl was gaping in outraged, openmouthed shock, the skunkette grabbed Nikki's arm and yanked her closer before forcefully applying the business end of the wooden spoon to the child's fuzzy thigh just below her skirt's hemline , leaving a hot, circular red mark.

Nikki squealed in discomfort, dancing from foot to foot, defying Cindy's attempts to secure her for a proper swatting. Sucessive wooden spoon strikes were no where near on target, despite the skunks best efforts , Nikki's lower back and tail copped almost as much punishment as the huskie's bottom and thighs!

Worming her way free of Cindy's initial grip, Nikki backed away, trying to put some distance between vengefull spoon and her backside. Not letting up, her mephis guardian advanced on the pup, resolute and determined to give the child her well deserved discipline. Grabbing hold of Nikki's loose t-shirt front, Cindy tried to pull the disobedient puppy over her knee whilst the grey furred girl tried her hardest to wiggle out.

Both furs tussled with each other, Cindy futily trying to subdue the struggling pup and deliver what was for her, a telling spanking all without exerting undue force whilst a spitting, swearing Nikki fought for her freedom with increasing aggression. Suddenly, one of the huskies stomping, tantruming feet hammered straight onto the skunkette's instep!

Letting out a stunned yelp of her own, Cindy stopped trying to swat the thrashing girl and took a step back, but Nikki wasn't done by a long shot! Turning to face her nemesis, the huskie locked her eyes on the skunkette's black furred forearm that was still loosely clutching the front of her t-shirt and lunged forwards, sinking sharp little canine teeth into the soft flesh.

Shocked beyond belief, Cindy fell backwards onto her well padded tush, wrenching her arm free of Nikki's strong huskie jaws and staring mutely at the drops of crimson beginning to bead beneath her ebony fur. Although not seriously hurt , Cindy knew Nikki had finally stepped over a line everyone in the girl's immediate family, her Father especially , had been praying the pup would never cross. When the suddenly emotional skunkette looked back up, Nikki was gone.

Blinded by tears and fury, Nikki simply ran wherever her little feet carried her. Footpaws pounding down long, empty crystal corridors, through rooms devoid of their usual occupants, only the deserted hallways and silent walls bore witness to the huskie's torn emotions. Not the first time the pup had essentally 'run away from home', Nikki was uncaring that she was actually stuck within the Jade Palace. All she wanted now was to be left alone...

Running, running , running, her anger leant wings to her feet. A headlong flight deeper into the confines of the Palace, the maze like gardens her ultimate goal. Dozens of confilicting thoughts rebounded from the inside of her mind like ball bearings in a tumble dryer. No more... it's not Fair! Can't make me... Cindy deserved it......

.............. What had she just done...............

Crushing her doubt beneath a wave of solid temper, Nikki's mad dash ended within the depths of the cool, crystalline Ice Garden. Panting, gasping , out of breath, the pup sucked in a massive lungful of clean, sweet air and cut loose with a ragged, tortured scream that echoed throughout the sparkling spires of blue ice.

A full on tantrum exploding from her small frame, Nikki stomped and howled, punched and swore! Tearing one of the longer lengths of beautiful crystal from the wall , the pup went on a destructive rampage, smashing intricate ice sculptures , destroying delicate snowflake lattice fencing and ripping apart the much loved grotto of quiet serenity, untill a stentorian roar of anger reverberated through the gardens and sunk her furious temper beneath an ocean of cold , liquid fear...

"Nikki - Cathrine - DONAHUE!"

That was the voice of the Master of the Jade Palace , her father, Lord Kaon. Nikki cringed at the terrifying call, not only did he sound utterly furious, her Father had used the pup's full name and as any child knows, that was never a good sign. Swallowing her anxiety and setting her jaw once more, Nikki ignored the summons.

The big fox male couldn't know exactly where she was and soon enough, his wrathful bellows faded into the distance as he stormed the palace grounds in search of his prodigal child. Grinning wolfishly to herself, Nikki turned up her little nose , folded her arms and sat her butt down on one of the garden benches, satisfied she would remain undiscovered for as long as she wished.

The pup's false bravado lasted an astounding three quarters of an hour before a large dose of unplesant reality set in. What the hell was she thinking... what had she done?! The unwelcome thoughts hit Nikki hard. Her tantrum... refusing discipline... biting Miss Cindy.... disrespect , disobedience , insolence, vandalism, defiance... The list of her offences grew longer and more serious with each passing minute.

The more she thought about her rapidly multiplying misdeeds, the more hollow her mechanical excuse of 'It wasn't fair' was beginning to sound. The more Nikki wrestled with her concience, the guiltier she felt. It was a vicious, emotional circle. Biting her bottom lip , balling her little paws into fists, the increasingly unhappy huskie girl tried to rekindle her rapidly diminishing reserves of temper for a further boost to her courage ... and failed completely.

Time slowly dragged on, afternoon crawled towards evening and Nikki simply stared at the crystal blue beneath her feet. What had she done?! That thought now brought a lump to the pup's throat and settled like concrete in her belly. Something bright sparkled momentarily on the reflective ice floor and Nikki angrilly scrubbed a paw across her eyes, trying to clear them of dripping, rebellious tears , but her beautiful dark eyes remained clouded by ever mounting grief...

Nikki was no longer a defiant , prideful miscreant. The resolute passage of time and the constant thorny pricking of her concience had worn her down to nothing more than a cold, miserable little girl. It was time for the evening meal and although her earlier detergent mouthwash had temporarily dulled her appetite, the pup had also missed her lunch. Lonely and hungry, Nikki simply wanted to be found, she wanted her Daddy... even if the big fox came with a paddle in his paw.

What had she done. Nikki cradled her head in her paws and began to cry. No one was coming for her and she couldn't stay here forever. Eventually she'd be found or caught and then... No, It was up to her. She needed to make the heartwrenching decision to go to her Father right now and submit to the massive , inevitable punishment the puppy knew she was due for. Sliding off her bench , Nikki stood and took a deep, shuddering breath. Fluffy huskie tail firmly tucked between her legs, little ears flat against her soft blond hair, the misery wracked pup slowly began the long, long walk back through the Palace.

Dragging her feet, heart gripped by mounting dread with each step towards her fate, Nikki slunk back towards the palace main hall ,desperate to avoid undue attention. The area around the grand dining hall was deserted, although most of the palace staff were still at the carnival, there should have been someone here... peeking her nose into the hall , the reason for the desertion soon became apparent.

There, seated at his customary place at the head of the family dining table was Nikki's father, Kaon and no-one in their right minds wanted to face the Master now. Currently , the lean, dark haired, crimson furred dog fox seemed intently focused on his meal, consuming a large plate of pasta with obvious relish. His emerald eyes fixed on his food, Kaon ignored his child as she crept into the hall. Looking the very image of a submissive little girl pup, Nikki almost crawled up to her Father, intending to slink past and head to her room to await the coming storm. However, his voice snapped like a gunshot above her head as she drew level.

"Sit."

Nikki halted and stood trembling for a moment. It was not a request he had made. It was a direct order, an uncompromising demand for absolute and total obedience compressed into a single word. Creator help her but he was angry. Quickly doing as she was bid, taking her place at the table , Nikki quietly awaited his judgement. To do otherwise, to show the slightest disobedience, the merest hint of defiance was to invite terrifying, agonising wrath.

So the miserable, intensely unhappy pup simply sat where she was. Staring at the solid oaken table , waiting, too terrified to look up at the menacing, imposing form of her vulpine parent. When a large plate of edible goodies was suddenly put before her, the nervous girl nearly jumped out of her fur! Nikki stared meekly at the contents of the plate, her concience beginning to tear at her even worse than previously.

Every type of food the puppy loved was present. Three large slices of pepperoni pizza, a juicy beef cheeseburger , dozens of spicy chicken nuggets and a heap of curly fries. A familiar black furred arm that was wrapped with a contrasting white bandage placed various sauces and a tall, frosty glass of cola on the table. Nikki swallowed hard, reached into the depths of her soul and somehow dug up the courage to look at the arm's owner.

Skunk and pup gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like eternity. There was no anger within Cindy's sparkling blue eyes, no malice. Only quiet sadness and a gentle forgiveness that ripped the girl's heart to pieces. Lower lip trembling uncontrollably, Nikki tried to speak, wanted to speak, but the skunkette placed a single, ebon furred finger to the pup's lips. Leaning down, Cindy planted a single soft kiss between her black tipped huskie ears, then walked away, her thick bushy skunk tail swinging prettily behind her.

Nikki watched her go, staring out from behind a remorseful, tear stained countinance. The bandage on Cindy's arm was a raw reminder of just what the huskie had done, the pup could no longer lie to herself, could no longer deny even for a single instant that she'd been a very bad girl indeed. Even as crushing, sickening guilt churned in the pup's belly making her feel intensely ill, Kaon spoke up in that same short, snapped tone.

"Eat."

Transferring her gaze to her Father for the briefest of moments, there was no indication from the big fox that he even acknowledged his pup in any way other than that single, curt order. Kaon continued to munch on his pasta and Nikki struggled to follow his example, though neither her heart or stomach was into the concept of food anymore.

Her meal was even worse than the pup could have possibly imagined. The food was nothing short of delicious. Every mouthful was a sumptuous explosion of flavour. Cindy must have personally overseen the creation of Nikki's dinner, possibly even cooking it herself. It was an obvious labour of love, a simple way to show the puppy that Cindy at least had forgiven her. The delectable junk food feast felt like ash in the huskie's muzzle...

As Kaon finished up his main course, wiping a few flecks of sauce from his lips with a white napkin, Cindy made another apperance. Now the skunkette was the bearer of a sizeable bowl of one of the Master's favorite desserts, sweet, icy tiramisu cake. Nikki knew what the kind skunkette was attemping to do... she was trying her best to sweeten the Master's disposition in the hopes he'd go a little easier on the eleven year old pup.

The skunkie's efforts were not working. As Cindy placed the bowl in front of the big fox, Kaon stood abruptly and made a show of adjusting his wide, black leather belt. Nikki's heart sunk even further into the pits of despair, he never usually wore a belt, unless of course, he intended to see it used on a naughty bottom. It was no small coincidence that the ever increasingly miserable puppy hated getting a belting.

Kaon was even going to make her wait for it, resuming his seat and digging his spoon into his dessert. Nikki wasn't even remotely hungry anymore, staring at the remnants of her meal through tear blurred vision. Cindy took pity on the pup, and cleared her plate away, retiring into the kitchens. She did not return. Now the only thing Nikki was waiting for was for her Father to lesurely finish his bowl of tiramisu. It was painfully obvious what would happen when he did.

Gradually, spoonfull by spoonfull, the countdown proceeded. Unable to help herself ,Nikki's eyes continued to wander over to the rapidly diminishing contents of her Fathers bowl. As seconds ticked into minutes and Kaon scraped out the last morsels of his dessert the huskie hung her head, unable to look her Father and Master in his eyes when he gave the inevitable order.

"Over the table, Nikki."

Beginning to tremble uncontrollably, a rock hard lump forming in her throat, Nikki stood at the same time Kaon did. Whilst the big fox calmly undid his belt buckle and readied the heavy leather into a traditional loop, the shuddering huskie leant over the table edge in an obedient display of submission, bracing herself against the heavy oak, stripping her white cotton panties down to her ankles and lifting her fluffy tail without being told, even though she was still a bit tender from her earlier encounter with Cindy's wooden spoon.

Well versed into her father's Moods, Nikki could sense that Kaon was downright furious with her but fully in control of his rage... so that meant this spanking going to be very long, extremely hard and unbearably painful. All things considered though.. she did deserve it, not that it made the coming agony and more desirable...

There were no words to say betwen them as Kaon stepped up behind his submissive huskie child, no lecture to be given as Nikki knew full well what she'd done. There was no excuse for her behaviour. As the pup felt her father take firm grip on her tail and ready his belt for the first stroke, all she could do was stare at the far wall with welling , anticipatory dread churning through her belly.. Nikki knew full well exactly what she was in for and it all but terrified the tiny puppy girl.

The sudden, explosive crack that echoed through the great hall and simultanious blasting starburst of pain below Nikki's tail heralded the start of her discipline. Squealing with intense discomfort as the belt caught her full across her rump leaving a thick, rectangular, burning red welt, the huskie tried to grit her teeth, wanting nothing more that to willingly endure and get it done as soon as possible.

Again came that whipping snap as Kaon's belt wrapped around her pert, fuzzy rear for the second time, sending a searing shockwave through the girl. A pain stricken, high pitched yelp erupted from Nikki's maw, tears beginning to flow freely with only two strokes. Despite his child's low tolerance for pain, her Father was belting her with the full strength of his arm, hard , fast and completely uncompromising.

Three more harsh, full power belt lashes fell so quickly that Nikki's soft crying swiftly degenerated into panicky, open muzzled bawling! Her grey fuzzed bottom was absolutely on fire with a blazing heat from her rapid belting, it was an agonising burn that flashed red hot each time the black leather licked it's way over her flesh.

With the speed and power Kaon was hammering his belt into her increasingly sore behind , Nikki was reduced to leaning fully over the table for support. Jerking forwards with each blow, little footpaws scraping against the crystal flagstones in a trembling, hopping dance the shuddering pup continued to accept stroke after searing, agonising stroke to a bottom rapidly darkening to an angry shade of red.

Now a full minute had passed since the beginning of her spanking and Kaon showed no signs of slowing down, lashing his bawling, wailing daughter over and over. Nikki sobbed and yowled, fighting for control to remain still and submissive and accept her belting almost like she was an older boy rather than a sore and very sorry little girl pup.

Over and over that heavy dark leather slashed into Nikki's poor bottom and quivvering thighs. The rear portions of the huskie's anatomy were deepening to crimson as the thrashing continued , the fire in her flesh now a raging inferno of unbearable torment. Each and every belt stroke blasted a white hot cascade of blistering heat right through her soft tissue and muscle into even more delicate, sensitive areas of her anatomy and Nikki wailed and howled with utterly heartbeaking lamentations.

Kaon continued the spanking without pause or mercy, the business end of the belt was becoming hot to the touch as he continued to wield it with full force, disciplining his daughter. From tail base to mid thigh, her entire bottom was one single unified scarlet welt. Blinding fireworks exploding behind the puppy's tightly clenched eyes with each continuous, successive lash, spurting tears beginning to pool around her limp head, Nikki screamed her agony into the hard , uncaring surface of the oaken table.

It was the hardest, longest belting Nikki had ever endured and it seemed to go on and on. Black leather cracked into her beaten and bruised little rear again and again untill the shuddering, screaming puppy felt her legs beginning to give way. Just when the distraught, desperate child thought she could stand no more, it came to it's horrifyingly painful conclusion..

Nikki suddenly fely a tugging pressure on her twitching huskie tail and to avoid having the fuzzy appendage yanked on, the bawling puppy was forced to lean further over the table and virtually stand on tiptoes. This had the unfortunate effect of almost lying her horizontally over the table in the classic belly down belt position... a position that was the miserable girl's worst belting nightmare.

This position was of special significance between father and child. Nikki couldn't stand being belted at the best of times, but this was the worst of the worst for the anguished pup. The Master had promised to only ever make his huskie daughter assume this position when the puppy had been an exceptionally wicked girl, as she very well had been over the last few hours...

In the brief respite aforded by Nikki's change of position, the huskies crying had changed from hard bawl, to high pitched , anticipatory sobs accompanied by a slight shaking of the girl's fuzzy canine head as she heard a slight jingling noise.There was no way that poor Nikki wanted any more licks from the rough leather and certainly no more by this most painful of methods.. though the sobbing huskie had little choice in the matter as Kaon's arm reached back, then brought the belt whistling down in a vicious circular arc!

It was only one single stroke that fell, but it wasn't with the usual whipping loop. Poor Nikki let out an anguished howling scream as the wide, solid belt buckle smashed into the center of her sore little bottom, with an awful crunch and grenade like explosion of sickening agony! It left in it's wake a nasty lookig purple bruise, an obvious statement of the deepest contempt hre father held for his daughter's actions and it was one that Nikki had expected... only twice before in over two centuries had Kaon ever used the buckle end of his belt on his puppy girl.

Three full minutes into the spanking and finally satisfied with the level of pain he'd inflicted on his pup, Kaon ceased the severe belting and let go of his child's tail. Instantly the fuzzy appendage curled around Nikki's buttocks as the miserable pup continued a hard, wailing bawl at the intense blazing burn left behind by the belt's cruel caress.

There were no soft words of comfort offered, no whispers of love to ease her heart, her father re-fastening his belt and taking his seat once more, content to wait and let his child's crying die out with the slow, slow numbing of the fire in her rear end. Gradually, over long minutes as the almost constant pain faded into a harsh throbbing ache, Nikki's sobbing died away into hiccuping, breathy whimpers.

When she felt able to stand on her own two feet, the pup pulled up her cotton panties, wincing with discomfort as the rough fabric seared her extremely sore bottom. Scrubbing a paw across her eyes , the other rubbing gingerly at her butt to help ease the fire her father had caused, Nikki stood by and waited for Kaon to tell her that she was forgiven.

"That spanking was your due for your earlier misbehaviour , your tantrum and the disrespect you showed Miss Cindy. I warned you once before I refuse to tolerate such behaviour from you and that the penalties would be harsh indeed."

Nikki hung her head, shuffled her feet. He didn't need to explain. Such a long, hard spanking was well deserved for what she'd done. The pup would be standing up at the meal table for at least a couple of days after a belting like that , she'd need to mind her behaviour closely till the ache in her backside faded, being spanked again on such severe welts didn't bear thinking about. At least it was over. However, when Kaon stood and spoke next, his voice was very quiet indeed..

"Accompany me to my study, please Nikki. We still have things to discuss..."

Nikki's head snapped up to stare at her Father, jaw dropping in absolute disbelief. The only possible reason to go to his study ... was for yet another spanking. For a split second the pup thought him joking, but there was no humour in his neutral, determined expression. Nikki shook her head , cold terror racing down her spine, begging, pleading with tear streaked eyes.

"Please Daddy no... I'm sorry.... Please don't spank me again! Please!"

Kaon stared down the length of his foxy muzzle at his desperate, tearful child for a moment , there was no pity in his deep emerald eyes. Folding his arms, the Master of the Jade Palace was determined to ensure his adopted child would never again show violence to a member of his household.

"My study, Nikki. Now."

Despite that pain she was in, Nikki stood where she was. Burying her face in her paws, the huskie pup couldn't stop a heaving sob of frustrated despair. Never had she ever had to face up to a dual spanking so close together and it was a fearsome prospect. She'd already been punished so severely! Another spanking wasn't right... wasn't..... fair...

"Not fair!"

Stupid words accompanied by an even more foolish stomp of her foot, Nikki lifted her gaze to glare angrily at her father. What she saw shattered her nerve completely. Kaon was speedily unbuckling his belt once more. With the realization that her vulpine parent was prepared to lash her back into line for even the most miniscule infraction, Nikki broke down and fled. Hot tears continuing to stream down her cheeks, little footpaws pounding down the hallways, running as fast as she could towards her Father's study exactly as she'd been told.

Quickly reaching the heavy double doors that heralded the entrance to her Father's sanctum, Nikki tugged desperately on the weighty , crystal oak. The portal remained steadfastly closed and panic set in as the pup heard her Fathers heavy tread come up behind her. At a soft command from Kaon, the doors swung open to permit egress and Nikki bolted through the opening, terrified out of her wits she was going to recieve another belting in addition to whatever else her Father had planned.

Her prompt obedience had managed to save her tail from the extra pain and Kaon's belt remained mercifully fastened around his waist as Nikki came to a shuddering halt, leaning heavily against her Father's oaken desk. Kaon rounded his desk and sat heavily in his high backed chair as Nikki cradled her tear streaked face in her trembling paws and sobbed afresh. Letting his little girl have her moment, the big fox wearilly closed his eyes. This was going to be so very hard on both of them...

"Nikki honey? Biting Miss Cindy was absolutely unacceptable. Dumb animals, little babies , they bite. You are neither of those things. You know better than this and I'm utterly disgusted that you sunk to that level of petty violence."

Her crying petered away into nothingness at the sound of her fathers voice, His soft words cutting her to the bone. Nikki had not a thing to say in her defence. There were no words that would suffice, no way to express how sorry she was now and how very sorry she soon would be. The only thing she could do was sum up the few shreds of pride and courage left in her broken little heart and take whatever further discipline Kaon decided to inflict.

"Fetch me your switch..."

That was it, then. The only thing the puppy hated more than a belt. She would have preferred anything, a caning, a paddling or another session from the dark leather. Anything but her switch. It wasn't the way a switch stung like wasp venom, not just the way it cut clean through her fuzzy fur leaving her utterly defenceless before it's bite.. Every other type of spanking had a certian formality to it, a type of ceremony that left Nikki feeling like part of something bigger long after the pain had faded, like it was a neccessary course correction towards Kaon's grand vision of her future...

.... but a switching was just something that happened to naughty little girls.

It wasn't really attitude that caused Nikki's little foot to stamp, no ounce of temper was responsible. It was motor reflex , an instinctual response to powerful, overwhelming emotion like the ebon despair that now flooded through the poor pup..but Kaon saw the sudden stomp of his child's foot as something very different.

He stood abruptly, glaring down at Nikki whilst the pup hung her head, not even aware of what she'd just done. Kaon didn't see her as the tired, submissive child she was , but rather a stubborn, rebellious miscreant, unrepentant in her defiance.

"Nikki Donahue! If your switch isn't in my paw by the time I count five, I'm going to take the blister paddle to you. Make your choice. One...."

Nikki's head snapped up, lifting her gaze from staring at the carpet to her Father's stern face. A torrent of icy terror ripped down her spine and through her knotted belly, almost making her legs give way. Though the huskie had never felt the heavy blister paddle before, she'd seen the aftereffects of it's use and the pup had been nothing short of horrified.

"Two."

Her most vivid night terror was one of being in this same study , Kaon standing before her with that terrible paddle in his paws. A blistering would leave her screaming in agony for hours after the last paddle swat at the best of times... but on a bottom that had already been belted crimson only a few short minutes ago? Please... Daddy... no..... it seemed her blackest nightmare was going to twist it's way into reality and Nikki stood almost paralyzed with dread.

"Three.."

Nikki took a step back , then another, fear finally galvanising her shaky legs into action, she broke down, scrambling towards the cabinet that held her switch. Even as she moved, Nikki's quick ears heard her Father doing the same, Kaon was also heading to the discipline cabinet.. and when he reached it..... Blinded by tears and terror, the huskie's trembling paws fumbled with the cabinet key...

"Four."

As she managed to yank the cabinet open, her fathers heavy paw came to rest on the wood, pulling the door as wide as it was able. Nikki's frantic gaze came to rest on the two and a half foot length of oak that had her name engraved into the handle and she snatched it up, turning, offering her switch to the man she loved and respected..

"Five."

Time seemed to freeze. Kaon's countdown was over and he still didn't hold the switch. His resigned paw was scant millimetres away from the handle of his ultimate disciplinary weapon, the heavy blister paddle. Yet Nikki had obeyed him. Kaon looked down at his tearful, miserable little girl pup, he could see desperate fear in her eyes, she was begging with him not to blister her without saying a single word.

Cringing, shivvering, ears laid back and muzzle open, lower lip trembling uncontrollably, unable to speak and with huskie tail curled up between her legs and over her belly, all Nikki could do was plead with desperately submissive bodylanguage. The only thing she had left was to roll on her back and expose her throat in true feral fashion and the terrified canine child fought an almost overwhelming urge to do so.

It could still go either way. Kaon's paw did not move to take the switch from her, neither did it ease closer to or away from the paddle's handle. He was regarding her, studying every aspect of her behaviour in minute detail, watching, deciding. Was she truely repentant? Really submitting herself to his will, his judgement , his discipline or had fear for her tail brought on a manipulative, emotional act?

"If it had been your elder sister who had acted the way you did, I would have blistered Shana without hesitation..."

He had made his decision. Kaon's precious little huskie girl would not be made to suffer his final sanction today and he slowly moved his paw away from the paddle, taking the switch his child was offering. As soon as Nikki realized she had escaped her nightmare, the pup collapsed. Legs simply unable to bear the weight of her emotions any longer, she sank to her knees and began a soft, quiet bawl.

Strong, loving arms enveloped her shuddering form as, unable to stand seeing his daughters emotional agony any further, Kaon joined his child in kneeling on the floor and drew her against his chest. This was what Nikki's torn little heart had been craving ever since she sat alone in the Ice gardens. Just to know that she still had his love made her coming, harsh switching more bearable. Between her hiccuping sobs, Nikki let it go and poured out her heart to her beloved Father, all the crushing doubts, her childlike fears and excited longing expressed in but a single sentence.

"All... all I.... w...wanted....was to see the c...carnival!!"

Kaon held his girl tight whilst she sobbed into his chest. Nikki deserved, needed an explanation as much as she needed and deserved her discipline, he had no doubts his words were going to hurt just as deeply as her switch soon would. The thought made his own foxy tail curl up against his thigh with crippling grief..

"You've been so good. For months now everything you've done has pleased and impressed me, up untill this morning. Cindy gave her judgement for your error and I couldn't disrespect her or that decision by going over her head."

Nikki was still whimpering, but listening intently. She knew that tone of voice, his soft, special words. Kaon wanted her to listen, to understand why he was doing and going to do what he had decided. But the more she listened, the harder it became. Her fathers quiet voice was becoming hoarse, emotional, even upset to a point. What his little puppy had done... had hurt him far worse than anyone could have expected.

"If you had done what Cindy, what I had asked you to do, I would have held the Carnival back another day, just for you. I would have taken you there myself, we could have spent the whole day in each others company, just the two of us. But how can I justify that now?"

A sick, sad depression settled over Nikki's heart. What had she done.... to herself... and to her beloved Father? What could have been perfection, a wonderful, blissful day of love and joy was gone forever thanks to her stupid, prideful, arrogant temper. All her tantrum had achieved was throwing away what could have been the best day of her life in exchange for what would be one of the worst. Nikki listened quietly, miserably as the breath finally caught in her Father's throat..

"I...I have to punish you, Nikki. My duty and instinct demand I spank you further. I need to watch you thrash and cry, hear you scream and bawl when all I wanted..... was to see you smile...."

In a moment of absolute finality , Nikki felt a warm wet drip run down her muzzle that was not her own. Kaon was crying. That was something the agonised girl had never seen before. Now the pup understood what she'd really done and with that realization came sickening revulsion for her actions and a violent, rending slash of blistering self-loathing that tore what was left of her soul into tiny shreds.....

Nikki had broken her Father's heart.

Silence, save for the sound of her Father's quiet tears that flowed like icewater through her hearing. Nikki hated herself. She didn't care what happened anymore. There was only one thing the numb huskie pup wanted now, the only thing she deserved.

"......blister me..... please...."

All the pup had left inside the cavernous, ragged pit that used to be her own heart was a desire to be hurt. Nikki wanted to be held down and beaten, to scream till her throat cracked. To be made to suffer, to be punished for what she'd done, for the outrage she'd inflicted on her Father's loving heart and her own gentle soul. Nikki wanted to feel that blister paddle now more than anything else in her life.... but her Father's firm, loving voice ony served to heap burning coals on the pup's already leaden concience.

"No."

Almost crushing his little child to his body, holding her tight, seeing her in such pain.. Kaon battled for control of his emotions. He needed a clear head now and a firm, steady paw. Several deep breaths helped the big fox regain his composure. He still had explaining to do... why he had decided not to blister his despairing pup, despite her begging for that extreme, excruciating punishment.

"It comes to every person, the day your actions hurt someone you love in ways you could never even possibly imagine. If that person truely loves you though, they'll forgive you, no matter how deep the wound. That's why I'm not going to blister you today."

Nikki had no tears left. All the pup could do was cling to her father and listen to a forgiveness the little child did not believe she deserved. Listen as he gently reminded her that she meant everything to him. That she held a special place in his heart, reserved just for her and no-one and nothing could ever change that.... and remind her to be careful in future as he held her out at arms length , cupping her head in his big paws and made deep, purposful eye contact.

"But if you ever inflict pain on any member of my household like this again, then I will take my blister paddle to you until your backside is raw. Do you understand?

Looking into her beautiful dark eyes , Kaon could see Nikki understood everything. Not a word was said, not a sound made as the huskie girl threw herself back into her Father's arms and shook. At length, once Nikki's trembling had subsided, Kaon stood, helping his pup to her feet. He placed a firm paw on her shoulder and began to guide her over to his wide recliner, where all his children were put over his lap. There was still a harsh, promised switching that needed to be delivered.

As Kaon seated himself, Nikki undressed. Pulling her t-shirt over her muzzle, dropping her skirt and panties to the floor , standing fur naked, shivvering, waiting meeky for her discipline. Both furs were almost of one mind, Father helping his willing child lay snug over his lap, her pelvis resting against the firm swell of his thigh with the tips of her toes just brushing the carpet , legs down the side, parralel to her Fathers.

This position exposed the full surface of her sore, red welted bottom and thighs to the switch's bite. That in of itself told Nikki this would not be over quickly. Ready, waiting for what surely had to happen, for what part if her wanted to happen the submissive, obedient huskie felt her Father gently pat the small of her back. That was his request for her to lift her fuzzy tail, the last line of defence the pup had against the hard oak. Nikki did so willingly, curling her tail over her back, leaving her throbbing, aching rear exposed and vulnerable. A familar, gentle grip on her tail as Kaon secured the fluffy appendage out of harms way told the pup it was time.

"Nikki...my little Princess.. I love you so much.. I will always love you ,but I don't always love the things you do."

That phrase ... it was the same one he'd said to her on the very first occasion Nikki had laid over his lap. Nikki knew she was loved. She had never felt closer to her Daddy than this moment , lying over his lap awaiting the first switch stroke. Nikki also knew he had said it because... what he was going to do would be so hard for the pup to bear. Never having had much tolerance for pain and already being so very sore and tender... as if to confirm her suspicions, readying her for hell itself were his final , quiet words..

"Be good, Princess. This is going to hurt..."

Then it began. It took mere seconds, two extremely fast, lashing switch strokes cutting blood red,hair thin welts into the still hot crimson surface of Nikki's upper bottom to make her scream. A strangulated, bawling howl was torn from her throat as red hot serrated knives of agony slashed into her extremely sensitive, defenceless flesh.

Nikki had wanted to be good, to endure what her heart told her she deserved, but this was no mere switching. It was sickeningly painful , the slashing strokes to a bottom so sore, aching burning from a hard belting not half an hour ago.. such excruciation broke her will almost instantly.

Jerking and bucking violently against further strokes, Nikki was almost panicking. It hurt, hurt far worse than anything she'd ever experienced and it was beyond her power to withstand with any sort of calm acceptance. After only a second more of twisting and yowling, Nikki found herself suddenly pinned down as her Father leant his weight on her upper back, forcing her to submit. Holding her in place, Kaon thrashed his little girl pup as fast and hard as he was able.

When a young canine reaches a certain age, there comes an instinctual desire to be the alpha wolf. Biting Cindy had been a willfull, aggressive attack on a caring, loving member of her family, yes, but it had also been a subconcious play for dominance. Kaon had seen this once in his elder child, now he saw it in Nikki and it left him with little choice but to remind his huskie girl who the true Alpha was, in the strongest terms possible. It was simply too dangerous to be left unchecked.

Even though Nikki's bottom was so sore, so red and welted from her earlier encounter with her father's dark leather and so sensitive from that horrible, severe belting, Kaon was utterly mercilless. The big fox used his strong arms to thrash a brutal series of switch strokes just beneath his pup's huskie tail and slowly started over the rising curve of her taught, blazing hot rump.

Canine screams and sobs of pain began to echo off the study walls as Nikki was spanked so harshly, switch dancing across her bottom, lashing welt after welt into her crimson flesh. Streaming tears spurted continuously from the corners of her tightly clenched puppy eyes , running down her cheeks to mix with the drool leaking from her gaping , constantly howling maw to drip off the underside of her chin onto the hardwood floor

More blistering lashes sliced into the furthest fleshy part of Nikki's poor bottom as she was held down and thrashed without pity. Like the stripes of a lit blowtorch, burning lines of anguish were blazed into the screaming, shuddering puppy's deep red, sensitive, abused little bottom and all Nikki could do was bay her torment to the heavens as her father sent her to the depths of her own personal hell.

Despite the intensity of her unrelenting, unremittant agony, the rapid, powerful switching had only just begun. More whipping strikes from the length of oak seared long firey welts over the lower curve of her rump and slowly proceeded down her trembling thighs. Nikki could only wail out loud , open mawed in a constant undulating scream of fearsome personal anguish as each centimetre of her bottom recieved it's own personal white hot brand.

Little feet pounding against the carpet, tail fighting against her Fathers grip, a howling , bawling Nikki battled against a rising tide of frenzied panic, trying to hold out till Kaon reached the fading area of welt at her mid thigh where surely he would stop. Nikki thought she knew pain now, thought she understood perhaps a little of what her elder sister had told her a real spanking was. Then her Father reversed directions and began to switch back up her thighs.

Every muscle in Nikki's body locked rigid. Each switch stroke was crossing over previous welts now and the sensation was akin to having acid poured down her legs. Up it went, creeping back over the swell of her now scarlet, swollen bottom like a wash of liquid flame yet not a sound escaped her muzzle. All the breath had been expelled from her lungs, though her throat and tongue still convulsed spasmodicaly without the air to power them.

On it went... back up towards her tailbase. All that the helpless , despairing Nikki could do against such blistering, molten excruciation was to shake and shivver uncontrollably. Staring at the far wall through pain blind, bloodshot eyes, the ever present tears had formed several small pools beneath her head.

The fur on her backside was a mess, shifted every which way from so many strokes, whilst the flesh beneath had an ominous dark purple tinge to it, criss crossed by a latticework of bright red welts . As the switch reached her tailbase, a deep cutting lash seared an agonising, blood red line across Nikki's puckered tailhole that sent a violent, convulsive shudder through her small frame.

It still wasn't over. Nikki collapsed like a ragdoll as the harsh thrashing continued without pause, back down towards her thighs again. There seemed to be no strength left to her, no reserves to call on. Nikki was learning the hard way just what it meant to commit willfull violence against another member of her family.. and break the heart of Master Kaon....

She'd been warned... her Father, her sister had both told her there was a line in the sand that she simply did not want to cross. Nikki hadn't listened, hadn't believed and now she was paying for that arrogance in the worst kind of way. Yet somewhere deep inside, in the tiny part of her heart not incinerated by pain, Nikki believed that this was her due. This was fair.

Yet it still hurt so much... agony like she had never dreamed possible raced through her entire body as welts were now crossed thrice over. As the switching passed back over the outward point of Nikki's bottom, the pup simply could stand no more. A tiny reserve of strength the child didn't even know she posessed drew air into her starved lungs and gave power back to her throat. Nikki found her voice once more with a desperate plea for mercy that dissolved into a bloodcurdling canine scream!

"DADDY........ PLEEEAAAAAAAASE....!"

The red rain stopped and Nikki went limp over the armrest of the recliner. Heaving chest, panting for breath, the little pup started up with a hard, anguished wail as a searing burn began to settle deep into her flesh. Even now, Nikki knew this intital agony would last for hours upon hours, the slightest accidental touch would be enough to make her shriek with renewed torment. She'd cry herself to sleep and upon waking, her bottom would ache and ache.... but even that wasn't the worst part.

Nikki could still feel it. Her Father continued his firm grip upon her cramped little tail. That was as clear an indicator as any that he was not yet done. Her spanking wasn't over , Kaon was simply letting her have a break, catch her breath and compose herself. When he eventually spoke, the fox male sounded almost as tired as Nikki felt.

"Another half-minutes rest, honey, then I'm starting up again. Be ready."

Nikki went stiff with gut wrenching terror. She had less than thirty seconds before ..... no.... please Daddy no... There was no way she could stand another session of being thrashed like that, the very thought of feeling the switch resume it's crimson dance made her feel sick to the deepest pit of her belly. Trying to catch her breath, to speak between her constant crying, slobbering and drooling down the side of the recliner as her tongue fought to form a coherant sentence, Nikki begged for mercy as best she was able.

"No.. d......daddy..... please i..... it hurts....... can't...."

Nikki's pleading dissolved into a broken, baby like bawl of utter misery , like a toddler caught in a nightmare that simply refused to end. Wracked by crippling fear and electric spasms of pain, the puppy was reduced to the most scared of little children. Thirty seconds came... and went without a single switch stroke. As Nikki realized she still had her reprieve and her crying faded once more, Kaon spoke up.

"You've only been over my lap for three minutes, honey, and almost a minute of that has been our break so far. This isn't even a quarter of what your elder sister would face."

Listening in mute astonishment, stunned into silence, Nikki tried to put her spanking into perspective. That seeming eternity of constant, hideous pain had only lasted in reality for two short minutes. If past experience was any indicator, her Father usually gave Nikki about half the time over his lap that the pup's elder sister would endure. So that meant... they were only half-way done.

Nikki began to tremble, shaking her head. She couldn't , just could not take that same length of time yet again. Yet the pup had no choice as she felt the grip on her tail tighten and pull, a blatant indicator that the switching was about to resume. Her crying started up once more, but it was different now. High pitched hiccuping sobs of anticipatory terror interspersed with squealing whines at the pain she was already suffering... no..... no..... please no...

At the last second, Kaon relented, but only a little. Nikki heard him speak and his voice was so tender, so caring, yet firm and brooking no further arguement. This was his decision, and he would hear no further protest.

"Six of the best now, honey. My best. Then we're finished. Once this is over, we'll go sit in the night gardens. Just the two of us, for as long as you want, but no more breaks till i'm done..."

This was it, just six more strokes and it was all over. But that was six of her Fathers best. It was trade off of time for technique, power, placement and precision. For those six switch strokes, Kaon would utilize everything he had, he would be trying to hurt her in the worst way possible to her absolute physical limit . Nikki had traded her switching... for a caning.. and that made all the difference in the world to her.

Feeling the lap she was laying on shift her Father's position and hers, Nikki realized her entire bottom had been rounded and pushed back by the adjustment. To maintain balance, the pup had to tuck her legs under herself and raise her rump even further in the air. The skin on her buttocks felt tight, almost like the surface of a drum, it burned like fire, ached so badly... Creator's mercy but this was going to hurt and the pup set her jaw in an old, familar fashion.

Determined to endure, she called on that inner tempest to help her, for strength and support. No longer just some naughty, disobedient girl, she was Nikki Cathrine Donahue, daughter of Master Kaon, the Lord of Emerald and she faced his judgement with a fierce, renewed pride.

Swallowing hard, drawing in several deep lungfulls of air Nikki rallied her courage together one last time to face this final test , readied herself ,nodded once and...

The pain from that first stroke was nothing short of horrific. The long length of oak slashed a massive, dark crimson welt beneath her tail , directly across her vulnerable tailhole that her change of position had pushed out and exposed.... and it was deliberate. A choked, howling scream ripped from between Nikki's locked jaws as what felt like a spiked, white hot bar of molten bronze was seared into her flesh.

"One."

Kaon was counting it out for her, letting his child know exactly where they stood. He was impressed, even a little stunned. Despite the incedible power he'd put into that stroke and it's particular placement , Nikki hadn't moved an inch ,though by the volume of her continued scream, it must have been utterly excruciating to her.

It took almost ten seconds before the blinding, awful pain and her tortured puppy howl began to fade. Blinking away her cascading tears of anguish, locking her little jaw solid once more Nikki sucked in her breath through clenched teeth and braced herself for a second dose of hell.

Down it came, like the blade of a razor edged steel sabre another deep red welt was sharply cut into her bottom. Not quite as sickeningly severe as the first, that second stroke still tore a long, shrieking wail from the little pup that reverberated from the study walls.

"Two."

Unmoving still, Nikki recovered quickly. Knowing her third cane stroke was mere seconds away , the huskie lowered her little muzzle and locked her jaws around the armrest of Kaon's recliner, using it as a bit to help fight the overwhelming waves of agony radiating out from her lower body. All she could do was silently plead with her Father to finish this quickly. He did.

A blistering, tearing three part harmony of pure anguish ripped it's way into her bottom. One just above the furthest rounded swelling of her bruised, purple spotted rear, one slicing into the highest, meatiest portion of her rump, the last driving upwards into quivvering flesh. Nikki's only response to the trinity of thrashes was a wet, gurgling growl as she savaged the armrest in a blind attempt to mute the crecendo of agony.

"Three. Four. Five."

One more. Just one more and then it was finished. Nikki had been following where her Father placed each stroke and she knew exactly where the next blow would fall, had been expecting it since her change of position. Nikki was dreading it. To confirm her fear that the last stroke would be special, there came a featherlight flick to her lower thigh, a warning and the trembling puppy girl braced herself for her own personal armageddon.

"................... I love you, daddy.................."

Those perfect, heartfelt words dissolved into an inarticulate shreik as Nikki was struck. The last stroke had been a rising slash, cutting up from below with unstoppable power directly into the crease between buttock and thigh. It bit deep.. so very deep, searing it's thin, bright red line directly across Nikki's most sensitive feminine area.

Unable to stop her body snapping almost vertical at such unfathomable excruciation, Nikki pointed her black tipped huskie nose at the ceiling and cut loose with an undulating, feral howling scream that resounded in her tightly flattened ears for five, ten ,fifteen seconds without pause till her breath ran out and her lamentation died away with a rattling shudder...

Yet for all her pain, all the anguish and torment, her skin remained unbroken. Not a single speck of crimson stained her beautiful, pristine huskie fur. That was Kaon's silent , everlasting promise to his children. No matter what they endured at his paws in the name of discipline, never would he make them bleed.

" .........six......."

Strong, loving arms enfolded her broken little body as Nikki slowly came down from the hights of unimaginable pain. Choked , sobbing shrieks began to spasmodically rupture from her sore puppy throat as the volcanic afterpains began, but before her hard, screaming bawl of anguish could set in, Kaon pulled his daughter against his chest and pushed her dripping little nose against the hard swell of his shoulder.

"Bite down, hard."

It was not a request. Nikki did as she was ordered, sinking her teeth into her Father's shoulder, squeezing her eyes shut against the constant, unrelenting agony her whole lower body was in. For what seemed like eternity, she endured her suffering, gentle hands stroking her back offering soft comfort whilst she heaved and shook.. When her anguish had dulled the merest fraction, Nikki opened her eyes once more. The pair of fox and huskie were no longer in Kaon's study.

As promised, Kaon had transported them to the Night Gardens. This was his personal sanctum of meditation and rest, rarely did he allow another soul into this hallowed place. It was quiet here, still. A deep, comforting closeness surrounded father and child as they sat together and snuggled.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Nikki's pain began to dull and she became acutely aware of her surroundings. A faint scent of deep forest filled her sensitive nose whilst from nearby came the soothing babble of water over stones. The gentle warmth of her Fathers body.. his deep, steady breathing..... the soft beating of his heart so close to her own...

Kaon cradled his precious baby girl whilst she slept, overcome with exhaustion. Only once before had the fox needed to inflict pain on one of his children like this, then it had been his eldest and now it was his youngest that had felt his true heart.

A long moment passed. Eons, perhaps or just a few hours. Time had no meaning here. Gradually, Nikki began to stir from her rest. She looked so serene, so peaceful in his arms it was hard to imagine she'd just been through such a hellish day.

As He gazed down at his little pup a lonely crystal tear slowly ran down Kaon's cheek.. wanting, hoping, praying that one day she'd understand why he'd done what he had, put her through so much. Creator forgive him.. he wasn't sure Nikki ever would.

Then Nikki opened those gorgeous,dark huskie eyes, looked up at her Father.... and the entire universe seemed to sparkle around her when she smiled....

.......Love You, Daddy...........

*Fin.