These stories depict FICTION. They are FICTIONAL characters, receiving punishment in a parental punishment setting. If you are not comfortable reading, then don't. (Its really sad that I have to have a warning before anyone reads these. Honestly, if people read my profile, they will know what kind of deviant I am.) ::shakes head::

Bruder of Mine Ch. 30 by Cherry82, literature

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Bruder of Mine Ch. 30

Bruder of Mine Ch. 29 by Cherry82, literature

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Bruder of Mine Ch. 29

Ludwig and Gilbert were having a delightful time in the water, and were giggling throughout. Germania would glance up here and there seeing that the children were fine. It wasn't until her felt a familiar presence by him that caused him to look up, and give a loud sigh. The being next to him plopped himself down next to the German nation. It was always the worst time too. Germania didn't get many days where he got to enjoy himself, and then there was this jackass nation. He groaned, and just waited. "'Mania!!! So good to see you! And ah...the children. Such cute little ones, enjoying the time with you." He was staring out to the water. Germa

Bruder of Mine Ch. 28 by Cherry82, literature

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Bruder of Mine Ch. 28

The crop looked perfect now...without any of the other nasty things hanging around it. Then he looked down seeing the mess of belts, straps and whip and shuttered, he couldn't leave them like that all in a pile on the floor. It was unsightly, so he gathered them up in his arms and dragged them over to the large barrel in the corner, and tossed them in. Prussia had thought the barrel had been empty but he was wrong, he was too short to see in but it was half full of some sort of liquid. When he pushed them in he heard a sloshing splash, and winced, looking over to the side of the barrel. The nation could not read the words on it, and was now s

Bruder of Mine Ch. 27 by Cherry82, literature

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Bruder of Mine Ch. 27

With the preparations for the three nations to go out, it was always a time of annoyance and patience. Germania sighed and looked at the two. Ludwig was still sniffling, and Prussia rubbed his backside. Germania gave his eldest a compassionate looked, and called him over. "Oh Gilbert...come over here, you too Ludwig." The elder nation walked to a chair, and sat down, beckoning the little ones. Ludwig was the first to run over, and found solace in leaning against the nation, but Prussia just stood there. Germania raised an eyebrow. "What now young man?" Sniffling more, and furiously rubbing his bottom, he walked over, but not without making

Bruder of Mine Ch. 26 by Cherry82, literature

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Bruder of Mine Ch. 26

With Rome slinking off out of the woods, Germania walked back inside. In his hands he held the crop, and had a very unfortunate look on his face. He closed the door, and looked to his children standing before him. Gilbert and Ludwig were very familiar with that look, and just stared at the elder nation, who's face held grim promise as to what would happen to them. Setting the crop on the table, Germania looked down to the boys again, and simply closed his eyes, shaking his head. "I don't even want to know how it started, who started it, or what set Rome off to actually tie the both of you to a tree. I am just...*cough* I am ugh, so tired." H

Prussia's Knighthood Reign Ch. 6 by Cherry82, literature

Sherlock's Regression Case Part 3: by Cherry82, literature

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Sherlock's Regression Case Part 3:

Mycroft flopped down upon his bed, obviously onto his stomach. The teen was wincing, whining, and terribly upset with himself. He started to cry a little more, and rested his chin on his arms, folding them. He needed to rethink some things, and vow to never act in such a way again. He had deeply disappointed his parents, and it was simply horrible. Sniffling, and wiping his tears, he felt the presence of someone in his room, and in the blink of an eye, he quickly turned around seeing little Sherlock sneaking towards him. “Sherlock!!!” He chucked a pillow at the boy, hitting him in the face, and making the little one fall to the g

Sherlock's Regression Case Part 2: by Cherry82, literature

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Sherlock's Regression Case Part 2:

Sherlock had indeed fallen asleep, RedBeard by his side, cuddled up close to his Master. Corliss had walked down to Mycroft’s bedroom, as it was now half past eleven in the evening, and she looked in on her eldest, sleeping soundly. She then closed the door to his room, and then walked down to Sherlock’s room. Opening the door, she looked to see her little boy sleeping on his tummy, and curled up with his dog. She sighed, and walked closer towards him, and bent down, stroking the side of his face, and just smiling. “Goodnight my little love…have a restful sleep.” She bent down even more, and kissed his face, now

Sherlock's Regression Case Part 1: by Cherry82, literature

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Sherlock's Regression Case Part 1:

Sherlock had been awake for several hours, tossing a tennis ball back and forth against the wall, bored out of his mind. It was already half past eight in the morning, and he had been reading the papers, and checking the internet to see if anything strange has happened in the media lately, but nothing. Sighing, he stood up from his chair, and was about to throw the ball again when he heard the tapping of his door, and glanced over. “Come in…” It was Mrs. Hudson, his landlady bringing his morning tea, and biscuits. Sherlock, never having known she did this, nodded his head as she came in, set the tray down upon the coffee ta

A Sickly James Moriarty... by Cherry82, literature

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