Spanking one shots

Neal and Henry

In this version Neal has a house in story Brooke
S2 E17
Show: once upon a time
Watch: Disney +

Neal POV

As we walk away from Regina, I grab Henry's arm and pull him towards me.

"Don't you EVER run away from me again and don't you EVER put yourself in front of a gun or a fire ball again, and I understood young man?"

"But-"

"No. Emma and Regina may put up with it and allow you to act frown but you are a child and I will NOT condone this." I explain as I grab his shoulder.

"Neal-" Emma tries but I cut her off.

"Henry and I are going for a walk and then back to my place." I announce pulling him away.

"I don't want to." Henry says, trying to pull away from me.

"You're taking a walk with me, we're heading to my place." I order and he slouches his shoulders.

"Neal what are you doing?" Emma asks in a dark tone and I roll my eyes.

"I'm disciplining my son." I warn and she catches onto what I'm saying, so does Henry.

"No!" He screams and tries to get away again but I hold his shoulder to keep him in place.

"Dad no."

"We'll meet you at your place." I tell Emma and she nods before her and David walk off.

I lead Henry towards the house and I can feel his shoulders shaking.

"Don't cry yet, you're fixing to need your tears." I warn and he starts crying harder.

"I just wanted magic gone." He starts and I feel anger bubbling in my stomach.

As soon as we get to the door, I lead him inside and instantly turn him to face me.

"I get that more than you know butyl you will never put yourself between a gun and a fireball. Am I understood?" I ask and he nods, wiping his nose.

"Go up to your room and change into shorts." I order and he starts hysterically sobbing.

"Don't. Please!" He pleads and I shake my head.

"I don't feel sorry for you. I am about to spank you so unless you'd like it to be worse than I heavily suggest you do as I said."

"Neal please don't do it. Please." He begs and I pull him towards me.

"Now, Henry."

He sniffles and looks up before looking at the door.

He backs up and tries to bolt but I catch him as soon as he tries to run.

"Ohhhh now you've done it." I chuckle darkly as I lead him to the couch.

"Wait I'm sorry!"

I sit on the couch and pull him over my lap, crossing my legs over the both of his.

"Should have changed into shorts." I scold as I unbutton his jeans and pull them down and off his feet.

I slap my hand down on his backside and he takes in a breath as I fall into a rhythm of swats.

"Ow!"

"Dad stop!"

I feel my chest tightening as I push him down forward and aim for his bare thighs and sit spots.

"OW!"

He throws his hand back and I pin it to his back, not once stopping.

"It hurts!" He cries and I pull him off my lap.

"That was just for running." I announce as I unbuckle my belt.

He gives me a pathetic look and I shake my head as I pull the belt out the loops.

"Come here."

Henry is full on sobbing at this point.

"But it already hurts!" He pleads and I try to remember he's still only 12, his emotions are crazy high.

I pull him towards the couch and bend him over the arm, pinning both his wrists to his back.

I fold the belt in half and hold the buckle in my my hand, giving Henry a minute to process.

"This is a wear out."  I warn as I land the first lick.

He hisses as I land the next 5 right on-top of each other. I focus the licks more on his butt than his thighs and sit spots because I don't wanna push him yet.

I fall into a pattern of laying painful stripes across my kid's backside and I have to ignore the tightening and pulling in my chest.

"I'm sorry!" Henry pleads as he starts hysterically sobbing.

I watch as all the fight leaves his body and he starts to just lay limp and cry.

That's when I aim 5 licks to his sit spots and thighs.

"Final 5, count them." I order and be shakes his head.

I place the first one right at the sensitive undercurve and I can make out an incoherent 'one' from Henry.

The next 2 go right across his thighs and he starts breathing really heavy.

"Two, three." He sobs and I take a deep breath myself.

The next lands again on the undercurve .

"Four."

I lay the final one a little easier than I have the rest and he starts repeating the number 5.

I help him stand up and without any words he hugs me and keeps sobbing.

I squat down and wrap my arms around his small frame, chuckling as he buries his face in the crook of my neck.

I pick him up and walk upstairs to his room.

"I take it you don't want any pants?" I ask softly and he shakes his head.

I lay him in bed on his stomach and I'm shocked by what I hear when I turn to leave .

"Can you lay with me?" He asks cautiously and I instantly nod and climb into his bed.

He snuggles up to me and lays his head on my chest as wrap my arms around him.

"I'm sorry I had to do that." I say and he starts crying harder.

"I'm sorry I made you."

I kiss his forehead and wait for him to fall asleep.

I carefully pull my phone out my back pocket and text Emma.

He fell asleep. Give him about an hour or two.