The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

There's a half dozen heartbeats of utter silence, the entire room going stock still at the sudden show of discipline, then Dammit! let's out a startled squawk of outrage and begins trying to squirm his way to freedom. Bluegreen and Merry let out low, matching 'ooooooo's as they watch with wide-eyes, while the others either keep their focus on their tasks or carefully find something new to focus on. Pressed against the doorway, as if braced for a rapid retreat, Tenachka sucks in a sharp breath. Her expression is hard to read, a flurry of conflicting emotions mostly buried under a masterful mask.

[Coquette Blacquin]

She gives him one more swat. "Lay still and take your punishment like a big boy," she instructs. "Or do you want your friends to think you're a coward?" Still, she puts him on his feet.

[NPCs]

Dammit! wobbles a bit once he's freed, then scampers away from her. "You did a punishment on me!" he says, eyes wide. Strangely, he sounds... Well, he sounds shocked most of all, but instead of outrage or hurt underneath it, there's awe and... hope? Wonderment? 

In a whisper not meant for Coquette but one her trained ears easily catch, Merry whispers to her brother, "she sounds like mom but fancy."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Yes. Bad boys who don't keep their clothes on get punished." 

[NPCs]

There's a pause as the young male considers this, then he grins broadly. "Not a boy! Imma velocity wrapper!" he counters happily, raising his hands as if they were claws.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"That's even worse," she groans. "Bad velocity raptors don't get dinner either."

[NPCs]

"I can catch my own?" he offers, sounding more stubborn and curious than contrary.  Then there's a soft, disbelieving, snort from Firstborn that causes him to redden and glare at her. "I can! I catch a gecko last week and even a million peed!" His nose wrinkles and he decides not to share how bad the million peed had tasted.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Nope! I'll put a muzzle on you so you can't eat anything until you're a good velociraptor."

[NPCs]

Dammit! blinks at Coquette slowly. "...w'sa muzzle?"

"Oh! That's the mouth thing mom likes to wear for mother!" Merry pipes up. "It's a ribbon with a ball innit that makes it so you can only grunt and moan."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Exactly. You won't be able to eat with that on. So you'd better behave."

[NPCs]

Dammit! ponders this for a long moment, 'claws' still held in the air but more because he forgot to lower them than anything else. "...no pants but yes shirt?" At Coquette's look, he quickly tries, "no shirt but yes pants?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Alright. You may remove your shirt, but only that, so long as you listen to the rest of the story with the others."

[NPCs]

"Can there be blood innit?" he asks hopefully, shirt nearly teleporting off him. Around the room, the other children perk up at the question, with even Dear Girl looking up from her maths briefly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Yes, there will be blood, but you must be patient for that part of the story. If I have to interrupt to discipline you, it will take longer."

[NPCs]

"Yay!" Dammit! grins broadly at the other children as if he had personally crafted the story-- nah, been the hero it was written about it, and fully expected his due accolades for the feat.

He gets no accolades. Not even an accolade. Good Girl returns her gaze to her maths.