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Hi to all members of Spanking Fan Art. I have recently written a new spanking-fanfic, featuring Poison Ivy and Black Canary. It has elements of adventure, drama, action and comedy. I'd like to invite all members of the club to read the story; I know you'll enjoy it. Please tell people you know to give the story a try too. The name of the fanfic is "Dinah's Unwelcome Guest," and you can find it on my page under Newest Deviations. It has five parts. I wouldn't mind if you left a comment with the story. All my best to you!
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:iconkingjazzad12: would like Kim Possible being spanked.

:iconsailorstarmiracle: Sasori spanking Gaara from Naruto. Sasori should be in this outfit: t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:AN… . It doesn't matter what Gaara is wearing.

:iconlilmickey27: would like a to see Red, Blue, or both from the Pokemon manga get spanked

:iconkiyisha88: would like someone to make a spanking tutorial, showing different positions and such

:icontiffanygirl66: would like someone to make Itachi getting spanked by his dad from the Naruto series.

:icontiguhguher: would like a picture of Gantuu spanking Jumba from Lilo and Stitch

:iconspikedracokoopa: would like a picture of Shao Khan getting spanked in his baby form by any other mortal kombat character.

:iconrie-anessia: would like a picture of either Shaw or Azazel spanking Riptide from X-Men: First Class

:iconlooneytunerian: has a list: looneytunerian.deviantart.com/…

:iconwolfnamedkakashi: Would like a picture of Sasori spanking Deidara

:icondarkflame313: Noodle being spanked by 2D from Gorillaz

:iconp1p2: a fic of Brad Buttowski spanking Kick Buttowski, or Pantsy spanking Mouth from the same show, or a picture of a smoker spanking a hunter from Left 4 dead or Nick spanking a smoker or hunter from Left 4 dead.

:icondarker1111: a fic of Kanga spanking Roo from Winnie the Pooh or a comic based on an RP that was inspired by The Jungle Book, note him for more detail.

:iconjamie260397: Heatmore spanking Iris while a Skarmory laughs, from Pokemon

:iconmylesterlucky7: would like a comic to their story "Phinny and Izzy Gets Spanked" (note the deviant for a link)

:iconpoltergeistrose: would like either a fic or pic of Sollux spanking Karkat from Homestuck.

:iconsteamboy18: would like Soul spanking Blair and/or classic Sakura spanking Ino or Ino spanking Sakura.

:iconheelen3: would like "Gauken Hetalia victorian spanking style".

:icondevi437: would like a picture of Ruby or Chomper from the Land Before Time getting an OTK spanking.

:iconaiyakiayuka: would like "Ludwig Beilschmidt (Germany) being spanked by Feliciano Vargas (N. Italy). Anything. As long as Italy's face is EPIC."

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After School Special (Barbatos x Reader)"MC?" You turned. Classes for the day were finally ending and to be honest, you couldn't wait to get back to the House of Lamentation for a nap before one of the demon brothers came to bug you again. But when the personal butler of the Devildom's prince called you, then you didn't have a choice but to hear him out."What's up?" you asked Barbatos, who was wearing his usual calm smile. "You don't have this class usually, right?" "I wondered if I might speak to you a moment before I leave." By now the classroom was empty and being alone with Barbatos made your heart skip a beat. There had always been something so alluring about him - perhaps it was his mysterious powers or the way you could never quite tell what he was thinking. The fact he was very handsome didn't hurt matters at all. It was too bad that you rarely got the chance to properly talk to him before he was rushing off to do this or that for his master. "Yeah, of course!" you said with a smile. It was pretty flattering to be sought out like this by Barbatos – usually, he was standing back while Diavolo took center stage with all his ridiculous demands and antics. Whatever he wanted from you must be important. "I'm not doing anything now, what do you need?" "Well, it was actually concerning the Bloody Box incident the other day." Ah. That. "Oh?" you said, smile fading, with an edge of nervousness to your voice now. "Yes. You see, I feel that some corrective actions need to be taken after the love letter accident." Barbatos said, still smiling pleasantly. "I'm afraid that I still owe you some type of punishment for purposefully waiting so long to break the enchantment on me." A blush rose to your cheeks. Barbatos wasn't yelling or even speaking to you harshly, yet you felt like a scolded child in his presence. You glanced down at your shoes. "But you...you said you weren't mad." you stammered. "I'm not angry with you, MC. I simply feel that you got off rather lightly yesterday in all the excitement and it is up to me to teach you the consequences of your actions. Therefore, a short punishment is in order. That’s how it works here in the Devildom." Punishment? You fidgeted nervously. Barbatos wasn't cruel, not to you at least, but you knew that there was a good reason that even the prince of the Devildom did as he said. "Um...what exactly did you have in mind?" you asked. Barbatos chuckled, resting a hand on his chin. "No need to look so nervous. I am simply going to give you a spanking." What?! "What?!" you blurted in shock. "You heard me very clearly, MC." Barbatos said. "I am going to spank you for yesterday and then we may put the whole event behind us. Please close the door, I don't think you would like to be disturbed." You got up and did as he said, mostly to give yourself a few seconds to process what he just said. Anyway, he's right about not wanting to be disturbed - if another demon happened to walk by and overhear this, you might actually die of embarrassment. When you turned back again, Barbatos had already positioned himself on one of the empty chairs, lap ready and waiting for you. Ah, so that was how he wanted to do it. You bit your lip anxiously. "Come here, MC." Barbatos said. "Better to get it over with instead of stalling for time." You knew there was no wriggling out of this, and the knowledge made your heart start pounding with excitement and fear. You definitely trusted Barbatos, especially after everything he's done for you, but giving him full control like this was still a pretty nerve-wracking experience. "Are you sure this is necessary?" you asked meekly as you stood before him. "I am." Barbatos replied with a hint of a smirk. "Don't worry, MC - Lucifer and his brothers would never forgive me if I caused you any serious harm, and I find the notion of doing so rather unpleasant myself. You'll suffer no lasting damage, I assure you." You nodded, still blushing, and stepped forwards. Barbatos easily tugged you closer and pulled you across his lap, adjusting your position so that your hips were raised to be the highest point of your body, perfectly angled for him to reach. "Are you comfortable, MC?" Barbatos asked, patting the seat of your RAD uniform's skirt. "I guess so." you muttered - you could hardly get yourself to relax when you knew what was coming. "Good." Barbatos hummed. "Then, let us begin." He pinched the hem of your skirt between gloved fingers and flipped it up, and you yelped as cool air caressed your skin. Then he tugged your panties down too and a gasp escaped you, heat spreading across your entire face - he could see your naked ass! "Those too?! But-" "Hold still, MC. I want you to behave and take your punishment without causing a fuss. Can you do that?" You huffed, but you did your best to settle down, feeling terribly vulnerable lying across his lap with your panties around your knees. Barbatos petted your head. "Good girl. Now, let's begin." Smack! The first smack made you squeal - not because it was too hard, but because of how sudden it was. You knew it was coming and it still managed to take you by surprise. A second landed on your other cheek, and a third and fourth swiftly followed. Smack! Smack! Smack! It was clear that Barbatos had done this before - he was easily able to keep you in position with just a gentle hand on your back and his swats fell into a smooth rhythm that left no area of your bottom or upper thighs untouched for long, but didn't cancel out the sting of the previous swat. He was also mindful not to use his full demonic strength on you - the spanks stung but they weren't the kind that would leave any bruises or welts. "Ow!" you squeaked as a slightly harder smack landed on your thigh. "I - ah - I really am sorry, Barbatos! I just - ah - I never get to spend any time with you! You're always so busy - ow - that it was nice that you were paying a little attention to me for once." "Is that so?" Barbatos hummed, adding a few more swats to your upper thighs and enjoying the cute little gasp you made. "There are ways of asking for that without relying on magic, you know." "Aah!" The spanking had gotten a little harder now, and even with his gloves still on, Barbatos's palm made a loud clapping sound against your bare skin. You had tried your best to stay still, but now that the pain was getting stronger and stronger, you couldn't help yourself and kicked your legs a few times, little yelps and whimpers escaping your mouth. "Ow! Ah!" you cried out, eyes starting to water from the burn. "Will you let spells override people's free will for your own entertainment in future, MC?" Barbatos asked, tone firm, as he landed a couple of extra hard smacks on your sit spots that made your entire body jolt. Smack, smack. "Hmm?" "No! I won't! I promise I won't!" you squealed. "Please, Barbatos!" And then, with a couple more crisp spanks, it stopped. For a moment neither of you spoke, just took in the ringing silence, you blinking hard to control how watery your eyes had gotten, Barbatos's hand resting on your bottom. His touch was gentle now, smoothing his palm over your reddened flesh like he was petting a baby animal. "There. We're all finished." came his voice. He pulled you up into a sitting position on his lap, holding you as carefully as you would a china doll. Your bottom was smarting from his palm, but it wasn't that bad, just uncomfortable. Anyway, spanking or no, you wouldn't have passed up a chance to sit on Barbatos's lap for anything. "Well done, MC." he praised you, resting one hand on your back. "You did very well." "Then, you're not mad at me anymore?" you asked, shifting a bit, trying to get comfortable. "I wasn't angry, but you are forgiven for your earlier mischief." he replied, amused. "I must say it's unusual to have you being the one to be naughty. Usually, it's Mammon or one of the other brothers." You weighed up your options, but the opportunity just seemed too good to pass up. "Then...maybe we could kiss?" you suggested shyly. "If everything's all fine and good between us now, then..." Barbatos hummed in response, a little glint in his pretty green eyes that made your stomach clench. "My, how unexpected." he said. "But I don't see why not. Close your eyes..." You did, and Barbatos pressed his lips to yours, warm and inviting. You responded in kind, not even bothering to hide how eager you were, and the wet sounds of kissing filled the room. Like everything else he did, Barbatos was a very good kisser - not too sloppy but not too prudish, either. He tasted faintly like tea and something sweet, and he gave your bottom lip a tiny bite that made you shiver. "Mm..." He pulled away first, with a hint of reluctance, though he didn't shift you off his lap just yet. He seemed to quite enjoy having you there, looking at you with an expression of fond amusement in his eyes. "Goodness, I seem to have gotten a little carried away." he remarked. "What am I going to do with you?" "I guess I'd better head back to the House of Lamentation..." you said, reluctantly - you would have preferred to be on your own for a little while so you could replay everything that had just happened in peace. "Everyone will be wondering where I am." "Nonsense, I'll take you back. And tomorrow, if you're still sore, I have some homemade ointment I can give you. There's plenty of it at the castle so I'm sure Lord Diavolo won't notice a tube going missing." You blinked at possibly the biggest surprise of the evening - was Barbatos seriously implying that the prince of the Devildom got spanked like you just did too? Barbatos smiled enigmatically and you giggled, before remembering yourself and hastily pulling your panties back into place as you stood up, brushing down your skirt. Barbatos stood up as well, looking as calm as usual, as if he hadn't just spent the last few minutes with you over his knee. "Um, Barbatos?" "Yes, MC?" You glanced at him, fiddling with your uniform's sleeves. "Could you, um...maybe not tell anyone about this? Especially Lucifer or Diavolo? I don't want them getting any ideas." Barbatos chuckled to himself before taking your hand, raising his other in preparation to use his magic to teleport you both back home. "Don't worry, MC. This will be our little secret."
Busted! (Lucifer x Reader x Satan)That morning, you headed down to breakfast after one of the deepest sleeps you’d ever had in your life. Apparently going out all night, getting caught and then spanked really took it out of you. Not to mention all the crying you’d been doing. You made a face as you descended the stairs. Your ass still was kind of sore from the previous night – the ointment Satan gave you helped a lot, but you still weren’t looking forward to sitting down all day at RAD either. The breakfast table was groaning with good, as usual, and a cacophony of noise from the brothers – Levi was shouting at Beel for eating his pancakes while Beel chewed loudly, Mammon and Asmo were arguing about whether Mammon’s sunglasses were tacky or not, and Satan was nagging Belphie for sleeping and drooling over the table. Belphie was snoring. Lucifer was the only source of calm in the chaos, sipping from a coffee. His scarlet eyes met yours and you froze in the doorway. “Good morning, MC.” He greeted you. “Ah…morning, Lucifer.” You said with a smile, though a twinge of anxiety went through you – he had a way of making you feel like he could see right through you. Satan had promised not to snitch on you, and you had no reason not to believe him, but what if he somehow guessed? “Oi, MC!” Mammon greeted you with a toothy smile. “Come sit here!” “No, MC, sit with me!” Levi said, not noticing as Beel snatched up another piece of bacon from his plate. “I have to show you the new teaser from this anime!” “I’m sleepy…MC, let me use your shoulder as a pillow…” Belphie commanded sleepily. He was lucky he was so cute. “MC, I saved your favourite food for you,” Beel said, and indeed there was an untouched plate sitting in the middle of the table – you could tell it was taking a huge amount of willpower from him not to grab it himself. “MC, your eyes look a little puffy, let me do a facemask on you before school!” Asmo cooed and you tried not to flinch – of course he’d notice that. Satan didn’t say anything and you didn’t comment on it either – you knew why he’d punished you last night and you were glad he’d given you the lotion, but you were still mad at him for giving you such an embarrassing punishment. Plus, it was just awkward – he’d seen your bare ass and spanked you like a naughty child! And you’d cried in front of him, too. You ended up sitting between Mammon and Levi, and the arguing stopped long enough for you to eat – Devildom food was weird, but you’d eventually gotten used to it. “Lucifer, you’re done with all those meetings at Lord Diavolo’s castle now, right?” Belphie asked. “For now, yes. There’s a lot to be done before he can get started with his new project.” Lucifer replied, sipping his coffee. “That Diavolo, always jumping from one thing to another.” Asmo mused. You weren’t really happy about the idea of Lucifer being home more often – the atmosphere was always so much more relaxed when he was gone and Lucifer always seemed to know when someone was breaking the rules. Luckily, it was time to head for RAD, and you hurried after Mammon, who was running out of the room away from an angry Levi. “Mammon! You just took my wallet, didn’t you?!” ~ Difficulties with sitting down nonwithstanding, you had a surprisingly enjoyable day at RAD – Simeon brought in some cookies made with a special Celestial Realm recipe. Heavenly. When you returned to RAD, chatting with Beel about how you might make them at the House of Lamentation, when you spotted Lucifer standing at the top of the stairs. He didn’t have to speak for you to instantly know that Lucifer was not happy. “Uh…hey, Lucifer, what’s up?” you said, trying to sound casual. “My study, MC. Now.” Beel looked at you with concern in his eyes and you gave him a reassuring smile before heading up the stairs, even though you felt like there was a bowling ball in your stomach. You had a feeling you knew what this was about, and you also knew you weren’t going to like whatever Lucifer had to say about it. Lucifer stalked ahead of you, coat flaring and not bothering to slow down to accommodate your shorter legs. When you entered his office, you were surprised to see Satan standing there, his hands clenched at his sides and a frown on his face. “Satan?” you asked, getting even more nervous now. “Sit down. Both of you.” Lucifer barked. Both you and Satan did as you were told, knowing it was better to find out exactly what your crimes were supposed to be before you started defending yourself. “I received a very interesting piece of information today,” Lucifer said, sitting behind his desk – you felt a bit like schoolkid being scolded by the headmaster. “About your night-time activities, MC. And your way of dealing with it, Satan.” Your mouth dropped open, feeling heat prickle at your cheeks and you heard Satan make a choking noise next to you. So, he definitely wasn’t the one who told – and you didn’t think any of the brothers would do that to you either. “Just who is making up lies about me?” Satan growled, hands gripping the armrests of his chair. “You think I’m that easy to fool, Satan?” Lucifer cut across him and Satan shut his mouth with a click. “Don’t insult me, you’re in enough trouble as it is.” “Why am I in trouble?!” Satan blurted out, practically bristling with indignation. Lucifer glared at him. “You disobeyed me as well, Satan. We agreed before we accepted having a human coming to live with us that as the oldest, I would be in charge of overseeing their progress. You had no right to lay a hand on MC, and you kept it a secret from me because you knew I would not approve. Clearly I’ve been too lenient with you – so you’ll suffer the same punishment as MC.” Lucifer smiled thinly in a way that far more frightening than any yelling could have been. “I think a good spanking is only fitting, don’t you?” “Wha- you can’t!” you protested in horror, trying to scoot back in your chair as Lucifer stood up and approached you, looming above you like a bird of prey. “S-Satan already did that, it’s not fair for you to do it again!” “Did he?” Lucifer replied, grabbing your wrist and tugging you to your feet like a ragdoll. “It seems he didn’t do a very good job if you’re still talking back.” And without warning, Lucifer wrapped an arm around your waist, tucking you under his arm like a football, your body bent awkwardly forwards. With his free hand, Lucifer lifted your skirt and you squealed with embarrassment, even if Satan had seen your butt already, being manhandled like a child was so humiliating. “Lucifer!!” you yelped, squirming. “Pink,” Lucifer tsked, delivering one slap to your ass that made you yelp. “You just couldn’t bring yourself to do it properly, could you, Satan?” Lucifer didn’t wait for an answer. He put you back down but kept a firm grip on you so you couldn’t wriggle away. With his other hand he tugged Satan effortlessly to his feet and dragged you both behind his desk. He sat down and the next moment the room tilted as you were flung across his lap – you felt Satan land next to you. “I highly advise you both not to struggle,” Lucifer said idly, though you suspected he was mostly speaking for Satan’s benefit – you were nowhere near strong enough to escape Lucifer’s hold. “You don’t want the others to witness this, do you?” Apparently the threat of being spanked in front of his brothers was enough to cow Satan into obedience, because despite his sullen hissing he doesn’t put up any further resistance. Your heart was frantically beating in your chest – you wanted to beg him for mercy, but you know all that will do is make yourself look even more pathetic. Lucifer was way too much of a sadist to just let you off the hook. Nobody spoke as Lucifer promptly flipped up your skirt and tugged down your panties and you gasped at the cool air on your thighs, hearing a rustling of fabric as he pulled down Satan’s pants and underwear as well. You still couldn’t quite believe this was happening, but the reality of your situation quite literally hit you as Lucifer’s palm cracked down on your ass. “Ah!” you yelped. “Nngh…don’t go using your full strength on MC, Lucifer.” Satan gritted out as you heard him get a sharp slap too. “She’s only a human.” “Hmph. I don’t need tips from you on how to discipline brats, Satan.” Lucifer replied. His spanks didn’t seem to lessen in severity despite Satan’s warning. You could feel your butt bouncing with each smack and the leather of Lucifer’s glove provided an extra sting that made the afterburn even sharper. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! You had no idea how Lucifer was managing to keep both you and Satan balanced across his thighs while spanking the both of you, but you guessed there was a reason that all six of the brothers are scared of the Avatar of Pride. What you didn’t know was that the brothers had been punished just like that by Lucifer before – when you’re the oldest of six constantly squabbling brothers, you have to be willing to rule with an iron fist (or palm, in this case). It was rare for Satan to end up over Lucifer’s knee, but when he did, it tended not to go well for the blonde demon. (And, though nobody dared bring it up, Lucifer had gotten spanked before by Michael when he was an angel.) Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Satan was gritting his jaw so hard you could practically hear his teeth grinding. Despite the fact he was the one who ruthlessly spanked you yesterday, you couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for him – he tried so hard to be the mature, composed brother, to be more than a part of Lucifer, only to end up in this awkward situation, being treated like a little boy. Though a selfish part of you was glad Satan was being punished alongside you, made to pay for getting too big for his boots and laying a hand on you. …But Lucifer’s sharp, brisk spanks hurt so much worse than Satan’s, no matter what he used. You already have tears pouring down your cheeks and your nosy felt stuffy, making you sniffle uncontrollably. “Crying doesn’t work on me, MC.” Lucifer scolded you, delivering a couple of sharp smacks to your upper thighs that made you shriek. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking I am as soft as my brothers.” “I don’t think that at all!” you said, a sob working its way up your throat. “Owwww! Lucifer, please!” Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! “You brought this on yourself, young lady.” He replied sternly, never pausing with his blows – both your and Satan’s bottoms were turning a pleasing, deep shade of pink, but Lucifer knew neither of you felt at all sorry for your misdeeds – you were just sorry you’d been caught. “I think it’s time…” Lucifer hummed, barely audible over the sounds – palm cracking against cringing flesh, the little grunts and growls from Satan and your squeals of pain…when all of a sudden, it stopped. You blinked and glanced at Satan, confused, but the blonde demon didn’t look relieved at all. In fact, the look on his face was one of frustration and dread. “Stay right where you are.” Lucifer said and he doesn’t have to raise his voice for both of you to immediately stop fidgeting. You heard a drawer opening and gulped – you’re scared of making your punishment worse by asking questions or protesting, and you know his sadistic side would love to hear you pleading for mercy and you don’t want to give it an ounce of satisfaction. “Lucifer…” Satan muttered and you could tell it was taking all his self-control not to cuss him out. “You can’t- “ “Quiet, Satan. I won’t let you try and squirm your way out of this.” Satan growled but said nothing more. He shot you a look, pity lingering in his green eyes. You didn’t know if he meant that to be sympathetic, but it just made you feel even more nervous. Just how bad is this going to be?! “Now, MC. You’re both getting the paddle,” Lucifer said, tapping it against his palm. “Satan here is already familiar with it, but since this is your first time, I’ll explain what’s going to happen now. I’m going to use this on you, and how many strokes you get depends on whether or not you take it like a good girl. Do you understand?” “Yes, Lucifer...” you mumbled, hating how meek you sounded, but you knew it was the only correct answer to give. “Good. Lie as still as you can,” you could tell Lucifer thought he was being very benevolent to indirectly acknowledge that no matter how much you tried to lie still, it would be impossible when you were being whacked with something like that. “-and take your punishment.” Lucifer didn’t give you any time to adjust or brace yourself before he cracked a huge, wicked-looking paddle down on both your and Satan’s rear ends. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! It’s a million times worse than Lucifer’s hand – the wood was thick and heavy, but it didn’t stop it from being just as fast as the palm. The holes drilled into the black surface of the paddle made sure of that. You let out a shriek as if Lucifer was pulling off your fingernails instead- each thwack from the paddle jolted your body forwards and if he didn’t have a hand pinning you and Satan down, you’re sure you would have slid off. There’s such a searing burn across your cheeks you felt like your ass was going to catch fire at any moment. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! “Luciferrr!” you wailed, full-on sobbing now, fingers clutching the material of his pants. Your ass felt like it had been lit aflame and he’d made sure to cover the spot where your legs and ass met and your upper thighs too, so there was no way you’d even be able to sit comfortably for days – maybe even weeks. "OWWWW!" “Ghk-!” Satan hissed, his legs kicking a bit – clearly it wasn’t just you feeling the burn. "Dammit!" “Does this frighten you, MC?” Lucifer asked calmly, not even breaking rhythm as he continued laying into you with his horrid weapon, the sound of wood striking flesh filling the room. “Do you feel powerless? Desperate to go back and undo your foolish mistake?” “Yes!” you howled, your legs kicking, and you could feel your panties slipping a couple of inches down your legs. It hurt so much! “Good – because this is just a fraction of how you’d feel if someone had kidnapped you. If you didn’t have me to watch out for you. And how I – how all of us – would feel if anything had happened to you.” As you laid there, bent over Lucifer’s lap with your crimson ass on full display, you couldn’t help but be shocked at Lucifer’s words. He always seemed like nothing could ever scare him, totally untouchable and in control. Was the reason he was being so hard on you...was because you’d terrified him? All the things that could have possibly happened to you going through his head? “And you, Satan,” Lucifer added, aware Satan was clenching his teeth in an effort not to sob – a cute attempt, but all of Lucifer’s brothers ended up in tears by the time he was done with them – Satan was no different, he was just stubborn. “Never think that you can replace me. I’ve tolerated your immature little pranks and your attitude, but I am the head of this family, and you’ll do well to remember that – even if I have to do it the hard way.” “Ngh-!” Satan snarled, but when he turned his head, there were indeed tears glittering in his pretty green eyes. “I hate you, Lucifer!” “I know.” Lucifer replied simply. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! He surveyed his handiwork. Two sobbing brats with scorching hot sets of cheeks. Neither of you would be sitting down comfortably for weeks, and it served the both of you right for disobeying the rules. However, despite Lucifer’s cold expression, Lucifer knew when his brothers had had enough. If he kept going any further, Satan might just lose control of his sin and transform into his demon form. And you… Well, you looked like a scared little girl, just waiting for more punishment. And like any responsible caregiver, Lucifer knew that there was a line between being strict and mistreatment. Besides, even if he claimed your crying didn’t affect him, that wasn’t entirely true. It took both you and Satan a moment to realise that Lucifer had stopped – the dreaded paddle had been set down and now all that remained as silence and your painfully throbbing bottom. “All right,” Lucifer said in a softer voice than before. “Both of you up and in the corner. No rubbing, or you’ll get five more.” With difficulty, you eased yourself up off Lucifer’s lap, sniffling, your face stiff from crying. You reached to pull your panties back up, but he grabbed your wrist and gave a simple shake of his head. You whined but shuffled to the corner, anyway, blushing at feeling them snagged around your thighs. You pressed your hands against the wall, wondering if this could get any worse – spanked two days in a row, not to mention you’d been paddled and now humiliated on top of it. You heard Satan moving to the corner across from you and snuck a peek to see his trousers and underwear were still lowered as well. He stood ramrod straight, like he was being judged on his posture. Lucifer didn’t speak as he watched you and Satan standing there, sniffs and some muffled whimpers coming through occasionally. He flexed his gloved hand to ease a bit of the cramp in it, then reached into his pocket and flicked on his DDD. Keeping the flash off, he snapped two pictures – one of you and then one of Satan. If either of you acted up again, he had a reminder for you of what happened to brats in the House of Lamentation. You didn’t know how long you were standing there before Lucifer spoke up again. “All right, you two, you can step away from the wall now. MC, come here.” You turned and shuffled back over to Lucifer, thankful your skirt had at least fallen back into position during your corner time and covered anything important. When you reached Lucifer, you let out a surprised squeak as he lifted you up by the waist and sat you on his knee, pain immediately flaring in your bottom from the contact. “Now then,” Lucifer hummed, pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket and using it to wipe your face. “Do you have anything to say to me, MC?” “I’m sorry!” you immediately wailed, this small act of kindness immediately breaking you. “I’m sorry, Lucifer, I- “ Lucifer pulled you to his chest, wrapping an arm around you and making soft shushing noises. You hated taking comfort from the man who had just paddled you so harshly, but it felt so good to have Lucifer’s forgiveness you couldn’t help it. You sobbed into his chest, and he held you through it, petting your hair and planting a kiss on top of your head. “Sssh. I know you’re a good girl really, MC. Sometimes you just need a firm hand.” You felt Lucifer lifting his head from you and he held out his other hand. “Satan.” There was a pause while a battle flickered over Satan’s face – dignity or comfort? But apparently even the Avatar of Wrath couldn’t pretend he didn’t crave affection either, because the next moment Satan had approached Lucifer and Lucifer pulled him down like he had with you, sitting his little brother on his other thigh. You took a moment to marvel at how strong demons were – you knew the both of you couldn’t be the lightest to deal with, yet Lucifer was acting like having a grown demon and human sitting on either knee was nothing to him. Satan buried his face into Lucifer’s shoulder and muttered something you couldn’t hear. Lucifer huffed in response, ruffling Satan’s messy blonde hair and said something quietly in response. You decided not to pry – it was a very rare moment to see the Avatar of Pride and Wrath having a moment like this and you didn’t want to ruin it. The three of you sat like that for a bit, Lucifer calming the both of you down with quiet words of forgiveness and giving your very sore bottom a rub occasionally. When the clock struck downstairs, he sighed. “Well, I suppose neither of you will be up for sitting up to dinner. I’ll have food sent up to your rooms later. Satan, will you be fine by yourself?” “Of course,” Satan mumbled, a little of his bravado back, and Lucifer let him stand up and pull his trousers back up, though a wince crossed his face. “I’m going to…go lie down and read a book, maybe.” Lucifer nodded, standing up as well and taking you with him, cradling you in his arms like a baby. “Very well. I’ll put MC to bed and tell the others you two were tired after doing a project together.” Satan nodded and gave his face a quick wipe before walking out, feet clicking on the floor as he disappeared out of sight. “Lucifer, I can walk…” you protested, squirming a bit. “Nonsense, MC.” Lucifer replied. “I’m taking you to your room, accept it.” “C-can you pull my panties back up? Please?” The thought of anybody seeing Lucifer carrying you like this with your bright red ass and thighs was more humiliation you could bear. Lucifer sighed, as if you were asking a great chore of him, but he did tug your panties back up and gave your butt a little pat that made you gasp. Luckily, nobody was lurking outside the room and Lucifer holding you was actually kind of nice. You’d almost dozed off in his arms when you felt yourself being set down as Lucifer put you into your bed. “Now then, MC. You could do with a long rest after that. I’ll make sure none of my brothers bother you tonight.” You pouted a bit – you would have liked to have a visitor, Mammon or someone could have taken your mind off your sore ass, but maybe Lucifer was right and it was better to sleep it off, so you nodded. “Okay.” “Good girl,” Lucifer said, then a wicked smile crossed his face. “Oh, and MC? If I ever hear of you sneaking out without one of my brothers with you again, not only will I find you, but I will put you over my knee and spank you then and there – no matter where we are. Understood?” You let out a squeak of horror and Lucifer chuckled, pinching your cheek. “Hm. That’s a cute look for you.” He said, amused. “Goodnight, MC.” “…Night, Lucifer.” You mumbled, a yawn escaping you, despite yourself. Lucifer turned and walked towards the door, but when he glanced over his shoulder, you were already out cold. No wonder – you’d been crying so much he was worried you’d end up dehydrated. But he was fairly confident you wouldn’t be doing anything so foolish again, and now he had you home safe, he could rest easy. CRASH! “MAMMON, YOU IDIOT!” Levi shouted from downstairs. Lucifer sighed and stepped out of your room, shutting the door behind him. Now to go deal with his five other brats. Sometimes, it was tough being the oldest. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Party's OverThe House of Lamentation swayed as you walked up the front path, ears still ringing from the music blasting in the club. Your feet hurt from the high heels you had on - you usually didn't wear shoes like this, but you'd decided to live a little. After all, you didn't usually ignore Lucifer's orders and go to downtown Devildom on your own either.A little smirk hovered at your lips as you fumbled in your bag. You'd gone to some club Asmo and Mammon had been raving about last week, but they'd never taken you with them. Not some fragile, weak little human. You knew it wasn't their fault really - they'd probably have to take you with them, but Lucifer would never allow it. He never wanted you doing anything except going to RAD or drink stupid tea with him in his study. But now that you'd spent so much time in the demon world, you were getting sick of being treated like a little porcelain doll. Lucifer already acted like hos brothers were unruly children, and while they could be immature, you had no doubt they found it just as suffocating as you did. And like all people chafing against an overbearing authority figure, you had gotten pretty sneaky about going places you weren't supposed to. Lucifer was at a meeting at Diavolo's castle, so it made tonight the ideal time to go on your adventure. It really helped being friends with Solomon. You stumbled over the threshold of the house, giggling to yourself. From the kitchen you could hear the noises of Beelzebub raiding the fridge for a midnight snack, and hope he'd leave enough for everyone to have breakfast tomorrow. Upstairs, the sounds of Mammon and Levi loudly arguing was audible even from down here and you shook your head in amusement. They were all such a loud bunch. "MC?" You looked up to see Satan standing at the top of the stairs, book in hand as usual. He was staring down at you quizzically, head tilted. That's right, Satan had probably never seen you drunk before and you didn't usually come home this late. Or wearing such a risqué outfit. "Hey," you slurred, fluttering your fingers as you learned against the banister, suddenly dizzy. "Are you drunk?" Satan said in disbelief, descending the stairs. "So what if I am?" you replied, a little annoyed at his tone of voice. "I'm allowed to have fun now and then, aren't I?""Wait, did you go to a demon bar on your own?!" Satan said, green eyes widening with both shock and horror. "MC, what were you thinking?! Don't you understand how dangerous that is?" "Nothing happened, Satan, god!" you scoffed, clattering past him into the sitting room. "Everyone knows I'm the human exchange student who's staying here, do you really think anybody would be stupid enough to mess with me? I'm an adult and I already know some magic thanks to Solomon. Stop freaking out." "Something could have happened, MC!" Satan snapped, grabbing your arm and you winced - he was squeezing it far harder than necessary. You didn't think he was doing it on purpose, but it would leave a mark if he wasn't careful. "Don't be so naïve! What if someone had kidnapped you? Or used you as a hostage against Diavolo or Lucifer? You can't just assume you can do whatever you want because of your connections to us!" You jerked your arm free, glaring up at him. Just who is Satan to lecture you anyway? He barely sticks around the House of Lamentation, always out with one of the eight million contacts he has, and when he is home, he's usually spending his time planning those childish pranks on Lucifer with Belphie that never work. Since when was he such a stickler for the rules? "Get off me!" you growled, stepping away from him and wobbling slightly in your heels. "Fucking hell, Satan, what's up your ass all of a sudden?" "I'd drop that attitude if I were you, MC." Satan responded, narrowing his eyes, his posture going rigid as your sassy words stung at him. "Or you may regret it." You gave an incredulous little laugh, alcohol and defiance fizzing through you. At that moment, he reminded you of someone, so strongly that you couldn't brush it off with your usual excuses. And you knew to say so would drive him crazy, make him feel like a total hypocrite for scolding you like this. That's all you wanted - to give Satan a little taste of his own bossy medicine. So you just said it. "You know what? You're acting just like Lucifer." You knew what a mistake you'd made as soon as you'd spoken those fatal words out loud. The moment Lucifer's name left your mouth, Satan's green eyes flared with rage. You'd seen Satan lose his temper before and being alone with him when it happened was a frightening sight to behold. "I think," Satan said, and a shiver went up your spine at the icy tone of his voice. "You need a reminder of your place, young lady." "Satan..." you said, all bravado draining from you like a puncture. Satan ignored you and grabbed your wrist, dragging you across the room. You stumbled in confusion as he led you over to a sturdy mahogany desk sitting before one of the bookshelves. "Satan, what-?" "Bend over the desk," Satan said, his voice flat and controlled. "Palms flat." Your stomach did a somersault and a laugh of disbelief bubbled up your throat. "You can't be serious," you said. Sure, the demon brother had threatened you before - in Lucifer's case, he'd transformed against more than once, and so had Levi. You didn't even like to talk about the whole Belphie incident. But none of them had ever laid a hand on you in normal circumstances before, and the notion of Satan, the Avatar of Wrath, doing o sent tendrils of fear skittering over your body. This wasn't the composed, intellectual Satan you were used to. "Satan-" you said again, trying to appeal to his sense of reason one more time. "Don't make me ask you again, MC." Satan replied and your heart sank. Comparing him to Lucifer had been the nail in the coffin - if you hadn't done that, he might have gone easier on you, but there was no taking back what you'd said now. So, trying to maintain a bit of dignity, you turned your back and approached the desk. Your palms were sweating slightly as you laid your hands flat on the desk, and as you bent forward you could feel your dress sliding up your thighs. A blush prickled at your cheeks - this was such an embarrassing position to be in! "Good," Satan's voice came from behind you, his tone still cold and remorse. "Stay just like that..." His voice trailed off like he'd been distracted by something, and you heard him approaching you from behind. You cringed, but all Satan did was reach to the side of you and you heard one of the desk drawers slide open and shut. "This should do nicely," you heard Satan muttering behind you, before he returned his attention to you. "Now, MC. I'm going to discipline you for sneaking out without telling anyone and for giving me attitude. You may be an honored guest of Diavolo's exchange program, but that's no excuse to take such foolish risks. And since I'm the one who caught you, it seems fitting I decide on how best to deal with you. Unlike my brothers, I don't feel the need to run to Lucifer for every little thing. This can stay between us if you take your punishment like a good girl." You gritted your teeth. You didn't appreciate his patronizing tone, but you could tell that he still wanted to give you a chance to redeem yourself a bit despite what he was about to do - a punishment from him was definitely the lesser of two evils. You'd heard plenty of stories from the brothers (mostly Mammon) about how harsh Lucifer could be when he felt it was necessary. "Fine," you muttered. "Good. Stay in that position and don't move until I say so." Satan instructed. There was a pregnant pause, and you got the distinct impression he was steeling himself. Was it possible that Satan was nervous about doing such a thing? Then, it happened. Whap! You let out a yelp as a stinging stripe of pain suddenly flared across the seat of your dress. Your head whipped around to see Satan standing right behind you, holding a wooden ruler in his hands, sleeves of his uniform rolled up to the elbow. No way! you thought. "Turn back around, MC." Satan ordered you, sternly. "I won't tell you again." You pouted but did as he said, not daring to argue further. As soon as you were looking back at the rows of books, Satan laid another stripe across your backside, your party dress providing extremely little protection against his implement of choice. Whap! Whap! Whap! "Oww!" you cried out. Now you understood why Satan had insisted that you plant your hands on the desk - you instinctively wanted to wriggle away from the blows landing on your backside and you felt like your legs were going to give way. The hands on the desk helped you keep your balance in this awkward bent over position as Satan continued to spank you with the ruler. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! There was a real burning sensation spreading across your bottom now, and you soon found yourself shifting from foot to foot, as if that would somehow help alleviate the growing sting, or help you dodge the ruler. Several minutes of this went on, Satan not making a sound behind you, but the crack of the wood against your flesh was loud enough on its own, even landing on a thin layer of fabric. Biting back another squeal, you spoke up. "Nnh...Satan, isn't that enough?" you said, half pleading and half protesting. "I get it, I shouldn't go out to clubs without one of you with me. Can't you stop now?" "Mm, I don't think so, MC." Satan hummed, almost like he was starting to enjoy himself. "It doesn't sound like you're very sorry yet." The blows halted temporarily, and you were about to ask what was going on when you felt Satan tugging on the hem of your dress. Then he yanked it up, so it was rucked around your hips. Cool air fanned over your bottom and upper thighs, and you let out a squeal of both surprise and embarrassment, fingernails clenching the varnished mahogany. "A thong?" Satan tutted as he took in your choice of underwear a black thong with little hearts on them. "You've definitely been hanging around Asmo too much." "Sa-Satan! What are you doing?!" you mewled with embarrassment - it was bad enough that you were getting spanked by him, now he got to eyeball your bare ass while he did it?! "Sorry, MC, but we're not quite done here. You still need to learn your lesson." With that, Satan stepped back, angling his body to the side, and swung the ruler down in a wide arc, the wood cracking against where the soft curve of your bottom and thighs met. You let out a yowl of pain, both from the force of the swing and the fact it was on the bare now, the thong providing no protection whatsoever - he didn't even need to pull your panties down. "Owwww!" you wailed, clinging to the desk for dear life as Satan continued, making sure to cover both your bottom and the backs of your thighs too, panting a bit as he got into a rhythm. Tears welled in your eyes, pain and humiliation swirling through your body and they rolled down your cheeks before you could stop them, no doubt ruining your makeup and splashing onto the desk in sad little drips. "Satan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry!" you sobbed, and this time you meant it. "I'll be more careful!" "That's what I like to hear, MC." Satan said, and the chilly tone of his voice had gone, which was a relief. "I'm going to give you ten more, okay? Take them like a big girl and you're all done." "Okay." you sniffled, not sure why he couldn't just stop right now. You didn't feel like a big girl at all, you felt like a scolded brat, sniveling to yourself as you got a sore backside thanks to your misbehavior. You sank your teeth into your bottom lip, bracing yourself for the final blows. You knew they were going to hurt the worst. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! The sound of the ruler were like gunshots in your ears and you moaned with pain, stomping your feet but remembering Satan's warning about moving position until he granted permission - you didn't want to think about how bad the punishment would be if you defied him during it. You heard Satan suck in a breath. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! WHAP!! The final blow made you topple forwards onto the desk, sweaty hands slipping from beneath you. You sobbed freely, hands flying to your scorching bottom. You barely noticed anything else, the row of books blurring before your eyes as you cried, until Satan pulled you upright, turning you around and pulling you to him. You lurched into his chest and promptly soaked the front of his jacket. He shushed you, patting your head. "There, there." he cooed. "It's done, it's all over. You did so well, MC." "It hurts!" you whimpered. "Yes, well, that was rather the point." Satan chuckled, giving your bottom a rub. "Come on, let's get you to bed." You were too tired to protest, and Satan tugged your dress down, patting your ass, before he lead you out of the room. The hallway and staircase was deserted and you were glad - you didn't want to bump into anybody else when you'd obviously been crying, you couldn't bear to explain to them the reason why. To your surprise, Satan followed you into your room when you arrived and approached your drawers, rooting around until he found some pajamas, and passed them to you. You noticed he'd picked your favorite pair. "Here, why don't you get changed into these and I'll fetch you some lotion?" he suggested. "There's some that Mammon absolutely swears by." "Really?" you asked in surprise - you thought Satan was sadistic enough to have you try and sleep with a throbbing backside. He chuckled. "Of course, MC. I told you your punishment was over, so I don't see why you shouldn't have a little relief now. I did promise a reward if you were good, didn't I?" So he had. You'd kind of forgotten about what when you were getting spanked, to be honest. But you gave him a small smile and rubbed your wet face with the back of your wrist. "Um, then that sounds good. Thanks, Satan." Satan nodded and left the room, shutting the door behind him with a click. You padded into the bathroom and got changed, and it was quite a relief to get out of your tight clothing and wipe your remaining makeup off your face - you looked like a raccoon in the mirror. When you were ready for bed, though, you couldn't help but satisfy some morbid curiosity. You turned and gently tugged down the hem of your pajamas, making a face in the mirror. Your bottom was a bright shade of pink, rectangular marks crisscrossing the flesh of your rear end, as well as some stripes on your thighs too. You were surprised that it didn't look as bad as it felt - you felt like you'd sat down on the fireplace by accident. You had just settled down into bed when Satan came back in, holding a tub of the promised lotion. You tried not to look too obviously eager for it, even if Satan had just seen you crying like a baby only minutes ago. "Here," Satan said, passing it to you. "Don't worry about anybody missing it, we have plenty of the stuff lying around. Mammon got this stupid idea he could sell it was miracle cream to demons so he ordered way more than needed." You couldn't help but giggle a bit at that - you could just imagine Mammon's face when he realized he was stuck with a huge pile of lotions. Even Asmo couldn't get through that much, and he probably had his own, way more expensive creams he used anyway. The giggle soon turned into a yawn - between planning your forbidden night out, to going out dancing and drinking and then getting caught and punished, it had been a very long day indeed. "Get some sleep, MC. I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow morning," Satan said, then he smirked. "Should I put a cushion on your seat?" You gasped, blushing. "Satan, you jerk!" He chuckled, then leaned down and gave you a kiss on the cheek. It was only a short, platonic gesture, but it still made your face feel hot. You'd crossed quite a few lines with Satan tonight and you weren't really sure how to feel about it, but seeing him return to his usual self with you after you'd made him so mad earlier was definitely an improvement. "Goodnight, MC." he said, straightening up and clearing his throat. Had he given you a goodnight kiss impulsively and now didn't know how to behave? How cute. "Night, Satan," you replied. Did you imagine it, or did Satan have a little dusting on pink on his cheeks himself as he turned around and left the room, the door shutting with a gentle click behind him. You listened to Satan's footsteps fading away, then you grabbed the tub of lotion and unscrewed it. It smelled nice, light and sweet like a flower, and you eagerly rolled onto your stomach and slid a hand past the waistband of your pajamas, smoothing the cool cream over your warm cheeks. A contented sigh left your lips, and soon you were setting the tub aside, eyes drifting shut into a peaceful sleep. As for breakfast tomorrow, you'd just have to eat quickly and hope you weren't too sore to sit still.Unbeknownst to you, however, a figure suddenly appeared into view in the sitting room, hovering there and giving a wicked little grin. “Heh, heh. Satan and MC should pay more attention to their surroundings,” Little D giggled, rubbing his hands together. “I wonder what Lucifer will say when he hears about this?” To be continued…
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Lightning-Mabui Featured By Owner Edited May 4, 2023  Student General Artist
I should post a picture here when I find my Yaoi paddle Again I lost it wpuld that get me in the group
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rydergurl21 Featured By Owner Edited Jul 19, 2022
Always had a thing about being spanked in front of the class.
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0cktgrl Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2022
It so seems the group is closed for submissions :(

For anyone interested , I do commissions 
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cookiefujo Featured By Owner May 17, 2022
Excuse me,but I can't find the request blog. Also,umm...is a request free?
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trinketanddarkholme Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2022  Student Digital Artist
If you comment here or DM me (whichever you prefer) I can add you to the requests list on the front page of the group. Sorry for the late reply, I don't check dA too often anymore.

And yes, requests are free, just know they may or may not get filled (especially considering we're a rather old group and not terribly active anymore) but I can certainly post it!
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cookiefujo Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2022
Are the requests free? If yes,I would like to be in the front page it that's okay
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vorrion Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2022
Hi, I understand that I'm probably not even close to where I need to be with this post, but I've been drowning in all the content and I'm not sure where to go, or even if this is the correct site. I'm the proud owner of a Dutch spanking site. it features a lot of stories and content, but little images because my drawing skills are extremely poor. What I would like is to have little marketing icons, like such shorturl.at/kwCWY , for pages on different implements, spanking positions, corner time, etc. I will gladly pay, of course, but even though I may be very rude just to post this request here, I don't know where to ask. Thanks anyone willing to help me!
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I could offer you to create 3d graphics. If you are still interested, get in touch and tell me what you have in mind.
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trinketanddarkholme Featured By Owner May 16, 2022  Student Digital Artist
If you see something in particular you really like, you might consider reaching out to the artist and asking for its use on your site as well. A lot of people would be perfectly happy to license it to you or simply ask for you to acknowledge the creator somewhere on the site!
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