Haruka's Fanfiction

The following wasn't written as a fic, but rather as (edited) excerpts from a spanking RPG called ‘Spanking Refugee Vent’ or ‘Sprefvent’ for short. Since the May 2009 re-set of the game, I’m playing characters from Samurai Sentai Shinkenger, TMNT, and RL performers. Same-sex relationships may be included, ages are altered; nothing is necessarily canon. Please note that although spanking is the main topic in the RPG, characters are allowed to vent about other things, so not ALL excerpts may contain spanking.


Sprefvent - Compilation 61

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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Hey, all! Guess who’s back? That’s right, your resident wild-child with the detention room named after him and the crazy goofball who probably ran through you at the party! We’re back because things haven’t gone QUITE as smoothly with our powers as we let on.

Well, okay, let’s be honest. We’re not too bad at controlling our powers – we’re doing better than Yuuta is, anyway. But what the adults in our lives objected to was the WAY we used them. People don’t seem to like it when I turn invisible to eavesdrop on conversations or slip out of detention, or when Hiroki beats everyone to the cafeteria by ignoring silly things like doors and going straight through the walls instead. They were also a bit concerned when some jealous kids at school tried to beat him up and he turned rock-solid so that they ended up crushing their own knuckles.

Having learned that Yuuta was allowed to come back here and move in with the Professor, our parents begged him to take us, too. We’re not really complaining, though. The kids were great when we lived here before *waves to all the cute guys* and coming back was worth it just to see Yuuta’s reaction (he burst into tears of joy and nearly squashed us – has something been going on with him that we need to know about?)

Another surprise upon arrival was seeing two Hirokis! I’m sure you guys noticed the resemblance between he and Ryunosuke when the latter moved in after we’d left – they’re lookalike cousins, one year apart in age. They hadn’t seen each other for a while, so they got to do the reunion thing, which was nice, and now they’ll see a lot more of each other! The only help I can give you in telling them apart on sight is that Ryunosuke dresses more conservatively than Hiroki – other than that, the differences are all in their personalities.

Anyway, it’s nice to be back, and we’re dying to do some catching up (and finding out what’s up with Yuuta) so feel free to stop by our rooms and say hi!

Yasuka

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Last night I tried slipping out of the house after hours to meet someone at a local club. I was invisible, so I didn't think there would be any problem, right? Wrong!

I got as far as the front door and even had it opened, and then behind me this scary voice said, "And where do you think YOU'RE going?"

I recognized Logan's growl from when he babysat us after the party (you don't forget that 'every word is a threat' tone very easily), but figured that if I stayed silent, he might think the door just blew open in the wind. I even moved it a little to look like the breeze was doing it.

"Knock it off, Yasuka, I know it's you."

I turned visible to stare at him. "HOW did you know?! You were all the way in the next room!"

"I could hear your footsteps and your heartbeat, and I could smell you."

"I don't SMELL!"

He sort of ran a hand down over his face and I thought I heard him counting, but then MY hearing isn't superhuman like SOME peoples'.

"Get back upstairs before I tan your backside for even trying this. Next time, no second chances, got it?"

I closed the door (somewhat forcibly) and tromped back upstairs. Yuuta told me it was a nice try, but it seems like with Logan around, getting away with stuff is going to be more challenging than I thought.

But I'm up for it. ;)

Yasuka

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Hiroki here. You all know more or less how our night ended, but I'll tell you more details, starting from the date itself.

Kitty and I went to try out a new dance club I'd heard about (and I'm always ready for dancing, so seeing this place was a necessity.) In all fairness, I didn't know it was an adult club until we got there and saw them carding people at the door. I looked at Kitty. "You want to go somewhere else?"

I think she knew how much I wanted to go in, or maybe she was curious, too. She smiled (a very cute smile, I might add) and said, “How about we go in the OTHER entrance?"

I grinned back. I knew what she meant.

We ran around the side of the club and walked in through the wall. This is always a risk — you never know whether you'll enter in the wrong-gender bathroom or something — but we were lucky. We found ourselves in an empty hallway, and followed the noise out to the dance floor.

Oh, it was great! The music, the lights, the energy! Kitty and I may have been (way) younger than anyone else there, but they accepted us and even complimented our dancing ability and cleared space for us at one point to cheer us on. It was a blast! The bouncers eyed us suspiciously, but since we never went near the bar, they left us alone.

We figured we'd stand a better chance of survival if we got back by curfew, so we left in plenty of time. Once we got home, we got a snack and took it to the living room. "’Eye on Celebrities’ is on, do you mind if we watch?" I asked her. "People I know show up on it a lot."

"Sure!" she said, and we settled down on the couch in front of the tv. Logan wandered in and took a seat in the armchair with the newspaper.

‘Eye on Celebrities’ is like a nightly news report, only on show business happenings instead of politics or crime. At the end, they have a segment called ‘This Just In!’ which always has the very latest news, often from that same day. When this part started, I was horrified to see a picture of Kitty and I appear onscreen – it had been taken at the club! (and by the quality, it was probably from a cell phone, but we were still very recognizable.) "This just in!" the announcer said perkily. “Idol Aiba Hiroki was seen tonight dancing with a pretty young lady at a new club called The Basement in downtown Tokyo. One has to wonder how they got past the door, seeing as the age limit for this club is twenty years old, and Aiba-kun is only fifteen ….”

It was the first time ever that I regretted getting into show business. We glanced at each other fearfully and as one, turned slowly toward Logan. Maybe he'd been too engrossed in his paper to notice…?

No such luck. He was glaring right back at us.

"You went to an ADULT club?" he growled.

"Just to dance!" I said quickly. "We didn't drink, honest!"

"Just you being in that place was illegal!" Logan snapped, slamming his paper onto the side table. "Do you realize that because of that report, the bouncers will probably get fired and the management may lose their liquor license?! Not that they don’t deserve it for letting kids in the door!"

“We didn’t go in the –“ I stopped myself too late.

He nodded grimly. “I figured as much.”

"We didn't mean any harm, Logan," Kitty told him. "We just wanted to have fun dancing."

"Well, I hope it was worth it, because now that the fun's over you're gonna pay for it with your hides." He motioned me over. "Come here, Hiroki."

I felt my face flush as I glanced toward Kitty with embarrassment. He was going to do this with her in the room?

She obviously felt the same way. "I'll go to my room and wait for you, Logan," she said quietly and turn to leave.

"Stay right there," he warned her. "You don't have to watch, but you're staying here."

She made a little squeak of protest and turned her back on us. I was grateful, but still embarrassed that she'd hear it all.

"Okay, kid," Logan said to me. "Bare it. Now."

I thought my face would explode from the fresh flush of heat. I did as Logan ordered and he pulled me across his broad lap. I'm a tall kid at 5' 10", so it was disconcerting to not even be able to touch my toes to the ground, thanks to the position he had me in. My palms, however, were flat on the floor (although later, they were grabbing his calf.)

This was my first time being spanked by Logan, but you know what? Some things about spankings are universal. The embarrassment, the fear, the urge to escape, trying not to cry but doing it anyway, the steady sound of flesh meeting flesh at high velocity, and the pain. Let's never forget the pain.

I think it was Yasuka who mentioned once that I'm not a quiet spankee. It's true, I don't hold back tears well and I've always been an extrovert in general, so as much as I wanted to be stoic and brave for Kitty, I failed miserably. I squirmed, cried and begged, but Logan persisted in pummeling my backside until he was satisfied that I'd learned a lesson. Little did he know it had already been learned when he first glared at us after the damning news report.

But I don't think he would have believed that, anyway.

"That's it, kid." To his credit, Logan took a moment to hug me afterwards. Part of me resented it, but the other part craved it. How much sense does THAT make?

"Please," I said, my voice thick from my stuffy nose, "don't spank Kitty. It was all my idea."

"Very noble, but she could have left when she realized it was an adult club." Logan gave me a little push toward where Kitty still stood with her back to us. "Time to change places. Come here, Half-Pint."

I won't detail what I heard during Kitty's punishment — she can do that herself if she wants to. But I will confess something shameful; I peeked a couple of times when my curiosity got the better of me. Somehow I doubt that I looked as cute during my own punishment as she did in the midst of hers.

I'm sorry, Kitty. For everything.

Hiroki

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End of Part 61

(2009)

No characters here are mine.

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