DISCLAIMER: The following story is formed from a group of random thought particles from the recesses of mine and my co-author Hrtofdrkns' minds, there is no intentional similarities between the characters in the stories and real (or so they think) persons, of the past, currently alive, or yet to be born. Kich the Catboy is copyrighted to my co-author Hrtofdrkns, and together we make sole claim on these electrons, though they can be cloned freely as long as the message remains intact, and no attempt to uses it to gain the favour of the minor deity known as money. This random stream of semi-conscience thought contains depictions of a catboy being spanked as a form of punishment,if such things offends carefully cultured sensibilities, or you have yet reached the rank of major in what you think is society, then please recycle these electrons to save bandwidth sooner than possible
—Rogue (who's existence has yet to be disproved)
The Shopping Trip (M/b, nc, choc)
Part II of Kich the Catboy
"All done." Kich said as he came back about twenty minutes later.
"Good" his master smiled Kich, then packed up his books, checked that he had his wallet before going to the landing, and swapped his slippers for his sneakers. Brian then held his hand out to Kich, "Shall we go?"
Kich's tail swished happily as he followed his master. Luckily the walk to the supermarket was not long, and the warmth of the day had not yet fully given way to the autumn night.
They first stopped in the fish section to pick up some smoked trout, Brian picking it realizing his catboy might need one of his favourites to reassure the him that all was indeed forgiven after that sound hand spanking, while keeping half an eye on Kich. He smiled wondering if Kich realized his spanked thighs showed a little below his short shorts.
Brian then looked for some ready to go rice. After all while Kich was happy enough to have fish alone, he himself need something more. Then stopping in the cleaners isle he got something for the spill. Then finally the candy isle to replenish the candies for Halloween.
Kich's eyes lit up as they reached the candy. "Oooh, chocolate! Can I have some?" he asked, his ears twitching.
"Kich," Brian said with an exasperated sigh "with how much you already had today I'm surprised you don't have a tummy ache! Halloween is only a couple of days away, the chocolates and candy I'm buying now are for the Trick-or-Treaters. You can wait till then, I'm sure my classmates are going to spoil you rotten anyway when I take you Trick-or-Treating."
"But I want then nowwww!" Kich whined, his ears flattening against his head.
"Kichimaru," his master tried to put enough ominous warning in his tone to forgo a tantrum right there in the market, "I said no." He finished grabbing the replacement candies and turned to head towards the cashiers, trusting that Kich has enough sense not to push it further.
Kich trotted after him. "Okay..." he pouted.
Picking up that Kich's behaviour was quickly deteriorating, Brian tried to check out with the minimum of fuss. But that seemed unlikely when the checkout girl started Kawaii-ing over Kich, not that he could blame her.
Usually Kich liked being fawned over. But he was already in a bad mood over the chocolate and hissed at the lady.
"Kichimaru! that was uncalled for! Apologize to the uriko!" Brian demanded.
His ears lowered at his master's voice. "I'm sorry." he said.
"It's alright." The check out girl said.
"Thank you for being understanding." Brian said as he finished paying for the shopping. He handed Kich the smaller bag with the cleaners to carry, then gently but firmly lead his grumpy catboy out of the store with his hand on the nape of his neck.
"Kichimaru, I'm not sure what's gotten into you today, but this fowl behaviour ends here. Understood?"
Kich didn't respond, acting very spoiled.
"Young man, you are on thin ice, I expect a 'yes, sir' or 'no, sir' when I ask you a question."
"Sorry." Kich replied. Once they got home he helped put the groceries away. Pleased by the slight improvement of Kich helping with the groceries with out being told to, Brian started to think the mood might be broken. He handed Kich the cleaner, "Here Kich, you go deal with the spill while I cook us dinner"
"Okay." Kich said with a smile. He carefully read the instructions on the bottle before pouring the right amount on the carpet.
Joyful to have his happy Kich back, Brian quickly prepared the trout dinner for them.
"Kich, go wash your hands, dinner is ready." Brian called out as he prepared the table for dinner.
"Alright." Kich replied. After coming back from washing he sat in his chair, wincing slightly.
Brain served Kich his portion of dinner before getting his own. "So other than making a mess," Brian asked keeping a teasing tone in his voice so Kich didn't mistake him still mad over it, after all he already been spanked for it, "what did you get up today while I was listening to dull Sensei? Fun I hope"
Kich was practically drooling over his fish. "There was a whole block of cartoons on." he said before starting on his fish.
Delighted the fish has made his Kich happy, they ate, making pleasant chit chat over how their days went.
After dinner Brain reminded Kich that he had the living room to clean up after he cleared the table, while Brian went back to the kotatsu to study.
Kich cleaned up the wrappers and put them in the trash. Then he saw the bowl full of candy bars for the trick-or-treaters. He licked his lips, then looked at Brian. He seemed to be absorbed in his book. Kich quickly grabbed a candy bar and stuffed it under his shirt.
After a short bit of time Brain checked the time. "Kich, time to get you ready for bed, and your bath."
"Okay, just a minute." Kich said from in the kitchen, munching on the candy bar.
"Kich, what you eating there? We only just had dinner."
Kich quickly threw the candy bar in the trash, not knowing he had chocolate on his face. "Nothing."
"Oh Kichimaru, I though we had dealt with this earlier! That's twice today you had chocolates that I said were being saved! You are in a lot of trouble, I recommend you get your naughty tail into the bathroom now, young man!"
Kich eeped and scurried up the stairs to the bathroom. Once inside he quickly removed his clothes, hoping to earn a lighter spanking by obeying quickly.
Brain followed up after Kich, and checked water temperature while Kich striped.
Kich got into the tub without complaining. He then started to wash himself.
"Kich now no messing around. Get cleaned up, properly, quickly, and then come see me in your room, we need to have a discussion, oh and I recommend you start with the chocolate on your face," Brain instructed.
Kich quickly cleaned off his face, then scrubbed himself good. After washing his hair he dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist, then went to his room to get dressed.
Brain had laid out Kich's fish print footed sleepers for him. Kich quickly dressed in his pajamas, which were the kind with a rear flap with buttons *And a hole for his tail*. He then stood in the corner.
Brain waited only a short time, knowing corner time felt like an eternity for his energetic catboy, and no point over doing it. He walked into Kich's room carrying a hairbrush. Sitting down on Kich's bed, he put the hairbrush down out of the way but within reach, then called Kich over to him.
Kich walked out of the corner, his head, ears, and tail down. He stood in front of his owner sniffling a little.
Brain reached out and gently lifted Kich's chin so that he was looking at him, so that Kich got not only the disapproval in his voice, but also the caring concern in his eyes. "Kich, didn't we just this afternoon, deal with a problem of you taking things you were told to leave alone? At least I thought it was dealt with. So why did you do it again?
"I...I don't know." Kich said, a few tears escaping to run down his cheeks.
Brain steeled himself against his cute catboy's tears, thinking how he hated this part. "Is it because I'm an ogre of an owner and never give you treats like fish for dinner, or make plans for you to get your own horde of sweets in a couple of days?"
"No..." Kich answered, hiccuping a little.
Almost there Brain thought, just one more thing to make sure Kich realized what the problem was, then he might be ready to answer the last one. "Is it because you don't trust me or believe me that too much is bad for you?"
"No." Kich's voice is a barely audible whisper.
"Ok then, Is it that you like them so much that they tempt you, and you have not yet developed enough self-discipline to stop yourself? And possibly need more of a reason to resist?"
Kich nodded, more tears running down his face.
"Ok then, let's see what I can do for you, in the incentive to resist department. I think a long hairbrush spanking will work nicely." With that Brain gently laid Kich across his lap, and undid the flap to his PJs baring his catboy's now pink bottom (He never wore any underware under his pajamas).
Kich whimpered but didn't resist. He raised his tail onto his back and put his hands out front.
"Kich, it might help you if you hold onto your tail..." Brain suggested, then quickly reignite the earlier spanked area with a brisk series of hand spanks.
Kich squeezed his tail and cried harder as his bottom was spanked again.
Brain then picked up the hairbrush and started applying the flat side to the bottom of his wayward catboy, firmly but not overly hard. This time he spanked in an 'X' like pattern, starting on the far upper thigh, then moving up to the sitspot, then moving inwards to across both sitspots, continuing on to the other sit spot, then up to the crescent of the near side cheek, before swapping over the other cheek's crescent, and heading down to the sitspots, working across them then down to the upper thighs.
"I had *whap* been *whap* hoping *Whap* to only *whap* use the other *whap* side to *whap* groom *whap* your hair *Whap* tonight, *whap* Kichimaru. *whap* But it *whap* looks *whap* like a *Whap* hand *whap* spanking *Whap* is not *Whap* enough *Whap* motivating *WHAP* force *Whap* to resist *Whap* chocolate *Whap* for you. *Whap* So here *WHAP* is hoping *Whap* the hairbrush *Whap* comes *Whap* to mind *WHAP* more readily *WHAP* for you." *WHAP*
Kich screamed and cried. "I'm sorry! It hurts!"
"I glad *Whap* you're sorry, *WHAP* and I *WHAP* know *WHAP* it hurts. *Whap* It's meant to *Whap* hurt, so that *WHAP* you have *WHAP* a reason *WHAP* not *Whap* to take *Whap* chocolate *WHAP* when it's not *WHAP* time to have it!" *WHAP*
"AHHHH!" Kich screamed louder, his legs kicking wildly in a vain effort to stop the pain. "NO MORE!"
Brain used the opportunity of Kich's kicking and squirming to get a few spanks in on the inner thighs and inner cheeks, trying to make sure it was not a spanking too soon forgotten.
"Kich, *Whap* is it *Whap* a punishment *Whap* if you *Whap* get to *Whap* choose when *Whap* it ends? *Whap* No it ends *Whap* when I *Whap* think *Whap* you have *Whap* had enough *Whap* for the *Whap* spanking *Whap* to take effect. *Whap* What are *Whap* you *Whap* going to do *Whap* next time *Whap* when there is *Whap* chocolate *Whap* and been *Whap* told *Whap* it's *Whap* not *Whap* the time *Whap* for it?" *Whap*
"NOT TAKE IT!" Kich screamed, his kicking growing weaker until he finally stopped his struggling and simply cried over Brian's lap.
Brain stopped spanking Kich, and placed the hairbrush down on the nightstand next to the bed. Then he turned Kich into an upright position on his lap and hugged him tight, stroking his back and crooning to him soothingly "There there my adorable little Kich, all done. The spanks took away the naughtiness, leaving me with only good little Kich"
Kich wrapped his arms around his owner's neck, burying his face in his chest. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!" he sobed over and over.
"And you are forgiven, the spanking makes it in the past," Brian reinforced. He continued to rubs Kich's back until his sobbing stopped. "Would you like me to read the next chapter of 'Tailchaser's Song' to you?"
Kich didn't respond, having already fallen asleep in his owner's arms.
Brain gently did Kich's flap back up, then tucked him into bed. "Pleasant dreams, little one," he whispered to him. As he left he turned out the light and closed the door behind him.
A few hours later, Kich went to Brian's room and shook him awake, whimpering a little.
"Yes, Kich?" Brain answered groggily.
"Can...can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked, his tail swishing back and forth.
"Of course buddy, crawl right in." Brain replied as he made room for Kich to snuggle in.
Kich smiled and jumped in bed with him. He laid down on his stomach, wincing a bit. Even the friction of his pajamas moving over his bottom hurt it was so sore.
Brian noticed Kich's discomfort and hopped out of bed saying "One sec Kich, I'll be right back" and went to retrieve the bottle of lotion from the bathroom. When he came back, he lowered the blankets down so that he could get at Kich's flap. Brian then gently undid the flap, and began to rub the soothing lotion onto Kich's crimson backside.
Kich purred loudly as Brian rubbed the wonderful cooling substance onto his sore bottom. "That feels good."
"I can tell, with your little motor going," Brian chuckled, and made sure he got Kich's inner thighs and other areas that might rub.
Kich let out a series of soft mewls and spread his legs so Brian could reach all the places he had spanked.
Brain happily compiled with the indicated suggestion, and even made sure the border areas of the spanking got plenty of lotion so that not a spot was missed.
Kich let out a long sigh, completely relaxed. "Thank you."
"No problem, my little Kich. Though do you want your flap up or down?"
"Down." Kich said before snuggling under the covers. He then let out a big yawn, his pink mouth opening wide.
Brain turned off the light and snuggled up to Kich, adjusting the blankets so they are were covered and whispered "Good night little one."
"Goodnight." Kich replied. Even though his bottom still hurt and he knew sitting would be uncomfortable for the next few days, he was happy.
