What The Fudge Just Happened

Smoking isn't ever allowed

"Oh, yeah, umm, we got to get really close to where they were setting off the fireworks." Greyson said.
"I fired off all the fireworks and you three were not there. So why don't you set your story straight young man and try again." Jace said his eyes hardening.
Dallas took several steps towards Brielle and she backed up until she was against the counter. He grabbed a fistful of her shirt by her collar and lifted it to his nose. Brielle was forced onto her tiptoes. He took a long, deep whiff. He lifted his eyes to level with Brielle's, not letting go of her shirt, and in a deadly tone he spoke. "Did you smoke?" Brielle was shaking inside and she was afraid her own breath would give her away. "Answer me!" Dallas roared. Brielle gasped at the volume of his voice. "Yes." She managed.
"Louder." Dallas ordered.
"Yes, I did." Brielle choked out. Dallas let go of her shirt and turned to Lexi and Greyson who both looked liked deer caught in headlights. "If Brielle smoked there is a 99% chance that you two did as well. Am I right?"
"Well you're not wrong." Lexi said, "If that's what you're asking." Jace delivered a hefty swat to the back of Lexi's shorts and part of her thigh. She jumped in response and glared at Jace. "Your attitude is not welcome right now."
"Funny, because it seems to remember the invitation..." Lexi said and wasn't surprised when two more swats were gifted to her.
"All three of you, in the study. Now." Dallas demanded. The glare he pinned Brielle froze her, and when she didn't make a move towards the study he took a step closer. "Was the math grade you changed not enough trouble for you?"
Brielle numbly shook her head. "Use your words, you're not two."
"I'm sorry." Brielle whispered.
"You're sorry? Sorry for doing it or getting caught?"
"Both."
"Both?" Dallas repeated his eyebrows knitted together in fury.
"Yes sir." Brielle managed.
"You going to smoke again?"
"No sir."
"Really?" Dallas scoffed.
"Well what do you want her to say?" Lexi demanded in a irritated voice. "That she is going to? I'll tell you what you wanna hear, are we gonna smoke again, yeah, probably, are we gonna get caught? No, cause you'll wear our asses out! So leave her alone." 
"Alexis in the study." Jace said his voice low.
"Oh fuck off." Lexi fired at him. His eyes widened for a moment and then narrowed with anger. He grabbed Lexi by her upper arm and pulled her towards the study. She flailed her arm about until Jace's grips loosened and she pulled away. "I will once Dallas stops grilling Brielle. She wasn't the only one!" Lexi negotiated.
"So you're admitting to smoking." Garrett pointed out.
"You're so observant." Lexi sassed. "Just give Brielle a break." She finished. Dallas let up from interrogating Brielle and she slid past him to where Greyson was standing placing herself off of his shoulder putting distance between herself and Dallas.
"Does Greyson look like the study to you?" Dallas asked Brielle.
"Well...no, but..."
"All of you, just get in the study." Dallas said more disappointed than angry. Greyson protectively put her arm around Brielle who was still uneasy about what was to come. Jace took Lexi's arm again turning her to face him. "Your sass and attitude are not making the situation better." He said while everyone passed them heading into the study. She looked at him with disinterest. "I know what you're doing." Jace continued.
"And what is that?" Lexi asked with a bored tone.
"Drawing more attention to yourself so that we focus on you more than your siblings."
"Is it working?"
"No. They are still in the same amount of trouble. And you can guarantee that I won't forget the language you used."
"Oh joy." Lexi responded.
"Get your tail in the study." Jace said, finally letting go of her arm. Lexi walked past him into the study and pantomimed shooting herself in the head with a gun made out of her fingers at Brielle and Greyson. They both laughed for a moment before Garrett spoke to all of them, hand on his belt,  "Who's going first?"

"Brielle will." Dallas said.

Brielle's eyes went wide as Dallas gestured to the desk and placed a his hand on his belt. "Why do you get to choose who goes first?" Greyson demanded. Dallas didn't answer, but folded his belt over. "Brielle, hands on the desk, now." Brielle's legs felt like lead, she couldn't make herself move. She stared at the desk, her hands trembling and her stomach in knots. It had been just yesterday that Dallas had applied the switch to her backside. The welts had begun to fade but she wasn't keen on having Dallas's belt put to work on her ass too. "Brielle." Dallas snapped. She forced one foot forward, then the next, finally she reached the desk, she raised her hands onto the surface, she lowered herself to her forearms. She took a deep breath, but it hitched in her chest as Dallas laid the first lick on her backside. The fire that had been lit on her ass yesterday was instantly rekindled and Brielle's eyes watered. Dallas kept a steady rhythm moving from the top of her ass down to her thighs. Each one stung more than the last and Brielle grasped her hands together, sweat making them slippery, but she held them tightly despite the sweat. She bite into her lip as the belt bit into her flesh, and she couldn't hold back the cries any longer. A cry escaped her throat and several sobs followed. "She's had enough." Greyson said.
"Leave it alone." Jace said.
"She's had enough." Greyson said again, his voice taking a dangerous tone.
"Greyson, it's okay. She'll be okay." Lexi said, taking his arm in her hands.
Brielle let out an audible gasp at a particularly hard swat. Greyson ripped his arm away from Lexi and strode to the other side of the desk. Jace went to stop him but Lexi firmly planted herself before him putting her hands on his chest. Greyson knelt on the opposite side of the desk before Brielle and took her shaking hands in his. She let out a labored breath and her shoulders sagged. "I can't do it." Brielle whispered.
"Come on Bri, yes you can. I'm right here." Greyson said, tightening his grip on her hands. The belt swung again. "Ow..." Brielle cried as it turned into a sob. She placed her head on Greyson's hands and he could feel several tears trail down her cheeks and onto his knuckles. Brielle tensed her body as Dallas quickened his pace and stripped her ass with half a dozen licks. Dallas let the belt fall by his side. "You're done Brielle." He said, his hand was red from gripping the belt so tight but it was nothing compared to how red Brielle was. Brielle stood from leaning over the desk and wiped at the tears that fell down her face. She struggled to move her legs and Greyson came around the desk and put his arm around her, steadying her. "Greyson, your turn." Jace said.
"I'll go." Lexi spoke up moving to the desk, knowing that Brielle needed Greyson right then.
"I said Greyson..."
"And I said I'll go." Lexi interrupted. She didn't give Jace any time to argue, by placing her hands on the desk and waiting. Jace slid his belt through his belt loops and doubled it over. Lexi braced herself, but it didn't do any good, it felt as if Jace had gotten stronger since the last time he had spanked her. Lexi curled her toes and closed her eyes. Jace didn't let up his pace or amount of force he put behind his swings. Lexi took it how she usually did, silently, but with curses flying through her head. Lexi couldn't get her mind off the pain that blossomed in her ass, she gave up on saying the curse words in her head and began saying them under her breath. "Fuck you, shitty Jace. Rot in hell bitch."
"Did you say something?" Jace asked, pausing the punishment.
"What does it matter?" Lexi asked her tone anything but apologetic. Jace landed a particularly hard lick. "Did you say something?" he asked again.
"No." Lexi grounded out.
"Excuse me?" Jace asked as he swung the belt. It caught Lexi where her ass and thighs met. She bent her knees and let out a string of curses.
"I said no." Lexi answered.
"Try again." Jace said and hit her in the same spot. Lexi groaned. She kept her mouth shut even though she knew he wasn't going to let up. Another lick landed. Lexi steeled herself.
"I asked a question and I want an answer." Jace told her, again hitting her sit spot.
"I bloody did answer." Lexi said aggressively, which earned her several extra slaps. She winced and grinded her teeth together. She kept quiet, and the belt fell again. "No sir." Lexi said through gritted teeth.
"What was that?" Jace asked.
"I said no sir." Lexi repeated louder.
"Good, now we can continue." Jace said applying the belt to her ass again, and again and again.