Sophia Salvatore. The Vampire Diaries spanking Fic

Choices

It takes me a hot minute to recognise the scent coming from my rescuer as that of my dumb brother Stefan. I don't know whether to be grateful or not? He swiftly shoves me in to a bedroom, locking the door behind us.

"I know your humanity is off, but have you got a damn death wish or something? Stefan fumes at me, his back against the door with his hands on his hips. He is wearing the same frown I have come to know and loath.

Unsure wether or not it's just my imagination, but he looks different. His whole appearance is off. His hero hair is definitely out of whack. I begin to wonder what is going on before I remember that I don't actually care.

"I can handle Klaus," I tell him, indignantly. Am I lying? Yes. Do I care that I am? No!
"Pa!" Stefan laughs, "don't kid yourself, Sophia. Even Elijah can not "handle" Klaus!" He uses air quotes animatedly.
"Whatever, Stef... move out my way!" I attempt to push passed him, but he refuses to move.

"Sophia, we need to talk. Now!" Stefan's face is serious. Just as I am about to answer, the thunderous sound of someone banging on the opposite side of the door prevents me from doing so.
"SOPHIA, OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!" Klaus roars. I watch Stefan stiffen at his murderous tone.

Stefan moves just as the door break open, chunks of wood flying all around the room. Klaus' eyes are glowing yellow. I don't even attempt to run as there is no where for me to go.

I tense my body for the impact, my eyes closed, expecting Klaus to run at me, possibly throw me against the wall or something, but nothing happens. I open my eyes back up, wondering what is taking him so long. I am surprised to see him standing in the same spot. His chest is heaving and his hands are clenching and unclenching. It looks like he is trying to restrain himself. Odd!

After one exaggeratedly long inhale and exhale, Klaus slowly makes his way over to me, undoing his belt at the same time. Once in front of me, he bites in to his wrist, "drink" he commands. There is not a chance I am doing that! Whatever he is about to do, I would rather stay drunk for it.

As I shake my head, we both watch as the wound he made in his hand closes. With a shake of his own head, he doubles over the belt so it creates a loop, then quickly reaches out for me, getting a vice like grip on my left wrist. With one swift yank, effectively pulling me closer and to the side, he raises the hand holding the belt and swings it back hard, the belt strikes my butt with a resounding thwack!

Fuck me that hurt! My whole body surges forward in reaction to the hit. Then a second strike lands, in almost the exact same place. I grunt, but take it a bit better than the first, as I now know what to expect. The next hits slightly lower. The only reaction I have is my breath audibly catches in my throat.

The next three whacks comes quick and fast, each one lower than the last. The last one hit the spot where butt meets thigh and was the most painful by far. I let out an involuntary sob. I have handled myself well up until now, but the next blow crosses all the previous ones, creating feeling of fire on my ass.

"AAARRGGHHHH!" I yell out, now attempting to pull my arm out of his grasp. It's pointless, obviously. I watch as he lifts his arm once more, then I begin to run, twisting my body away from the belt. I only manage to run in a circle around Klaus, him turning with me, the belt mainly hit my hip, with the tip hitting the middle of my left cheek. It felt like a pinch.

The next whip hit its mark as Klaus had quickly learnt how to accommodate my movements.
"YYAAOOOOWWW!" I cry out, feeling like a loser. "Okay. Okay... I'm sorry!"
"Not yet you're not, Love!" Klaus replied, twisting my arm so hard, I have no choice but to bend forward or else my arm would surely come out of its socket.

Klaus moves quickly, kneeling on the floor - proposal style - then pulls me over his lap so I am practically laying on the floor, with my ass in the air. His strong arm is wrapped arm my entire waist. He brings the belt down hard and fast, not giving me a second between each smack. I can't take anymore.