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Breton Destruction Magic and Misbehavior	By : Kandor Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Oblivion Views: 3213 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Menlyssa Jullaud sat towards the center of the class in her usual rather bored state. Her parents were paying beyond their means for her to learn the ways of the mages, but some days she did not feel like becoming a mage. Her father, Rodenhul Jullaud, had attempted many years ago but had only really gained a mastery of the destruction spells, and therefore the more advanced colleges of mages were not interested in him as a Breton who could only cast destruction spells was quite embarrassing. He had to settle for being a simple general store owner, but at least he did it well. He was determined that Menlyssa would be a successful mage as she had natural talent in destruction, restoration, alteration, and alchemy. Now if only she wouldn’t waste her talents.
Menlyssa did enjoy the magical arts, but she was often bored by the hours of theory to which she was subjected. The headmaster was droning on about the finer points of telekinesis and the best angles at which to move things when Menlyssa thought it would be funny to give an actual demonstration of telekinesis in the classroom. After all, no one really needed this mindless drivel that the professor was spouting off. She looked at Jyllice, a slightly heavy-set girl in front of her diligently taking notes. She started to use telekinesis to raise Jyllice’s rump up in the air and Jyllice quickly panicked and flailed her arms. The whole class started to laugh at poor Jyllice but the professor whacked his wooden pointer on the desk and everyone snapped to attention. Menlyssa snapped to attention a little too late and the professor saw her moving her hands and spell casting.
He demanded that she come up front. She quietly stood up to walk to the front. She had a very slender body, quite the opposite of Jylllice. Her whole body was almost a straight line except for her long brunette hair. Jyllice sneered at her all the way down. She gracefully walked up to the professor with her hands folded in front of her. “Bend over my desk.”
Menlyssa had figured that this would happen. Just a few quick whacks with the pointer and life would go on. What she really worried about is if the professor would tell her parents. She quickly obeyed in hopes that the professor would be impressed with her obedience and not tell her parents. He raised his stick high and whacked the rear end of her skirt. It stung, but was manageable. 10 more times the seat of her skirt was whacked with the stick and each time it burned a little bit more. Menlyssa’s eyes watered as she was a sensitive girl, but she would not let herself cry uncontrollably in front of the class. “Thank-you for teaching me a lesson, professor.” Menlyssa said quietly. She tenderly returned to her seat praying to whatever gods would hear so far from an altar that the professor would not tell her father.
But apparently none of the gods were listening to a young Breton girl in a mage school that day. As she went to greet her parents she saw the professor speak to them and her father’s expression grow grim. She walked over to her parents’ side and silently began to walk home with them. Her father said nothing, this was a bad sign. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they arrived home. “What in oblivion were you thinking?” her father finally said. “I work all day long to give you opportunities and this is how you repay me. Go to your room, I will be there in just a moment.”
“Yes sir,” Menlyssa replied quietly and then went to her room. She sat on the edge of her bed and stared blankly at the floor. There was no escaping it, she was about to get spanked until she couldn’t take anymore and then some. She just felt nothing for the next few minutes until her father came in and sat down next to her on the bed. “You know why this is about to happen?” “Yes sir.” “You know that I love you very much?” “Yes sir.” “Will you ever do something like this again?” “Ye-no sir.” “Hmm, good. Well let’s get on with it then.”
Menlyssa already knew what to do as she had gone through this process at least several times a year since she was a toddler (often much more than several times a year. She was a rather misbehaved child.) She stood up, raised her skirt, and lowered her underwear. She was a little embarrassed to continue to do this in front of her father in her teenage years, but he did not react in the slightest to her actions. She then continued to raise her skirt in the back and bent over her father’s lap. Her father raised his hand in the air when suddenly she heard something that she had never heard before when stuck in this position. Electricity.
Her father’s hand struck her bottom with force but she also felt a little bit of electric shock! Her father was using an electric attack shock on her! Not enough to do any lasting harm, but it added a little extra pain to ever slap! The spanks continued, and still a little static electricity remained in her father’s hand. It was by far the worst spanking she had ever received! She was breathless and crying within 20 seconds but the rain of shock spanks continued to assail her unprotected bottom.
The spanking only lasted a little over a minute but it felt like forever. She lay draped over her father’s lap convulsing with sobs. Finally she sat tenderly next to him and asked, “How did you do that? How did you control the electrical attack like that?”
“Hmm, I guess someone hasn’t been paying attention in classes about how to control your attacks. Sometimes an all out electrical attack is not what is needed. Sometimes it must be controlled.” Her father spent the next half hour explaining to her how to do controlled destruction attacks, and Menlyssa actually listened to magical theory. This day had truly changed her outlook on magic and life.
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