This choice: Nick catches you, and puts you in time out • Go Back...Chapter #6Nick catches you, and puts you in time out by: Bellatrix_   You looked around, making sure Nick wasn't around. Once you saw that the coast was clear, you got up and walked upstairs. You crept into Nick's room, and started going through his bedside drawer, looking for anything you could use as blackmail. After digging around in a few drawer, rifling through an old chest in the closet, you find nothing that you can use against your brother. Just when you thought things couldn't get worse, you feel a needle poke you in the back of your neck. After trying to fight, you fall back into someone's arms.
You come to and make in your surroundings. You are in a large nursery. It takes you a minute to register that it is your room. As you are about to call out to your brother to get his butt in here and explain himself, you discover there is something in your mouth. You realize it is a pacifier, something you have not used since you were a toddler. The door opens, and in walks Nick. He walks up to you and looks down at you, smiling. "Good morning, baby sis. How was your nap?" he coos. You scowl at him. "Oh, is the baby cranky? Does she want to get out of her crib?" he responds. You feel your eyebrows shift, showing confusion and concern. "Ok, let's get you up so we can get something in your tummy." Nick says, hoisting you up, holding you like you would a small child. He carries you downstairs, into the kitchen. He plops you down in a pastel pink high chair, buckling you in securely. He goes to the fridge, digging out two jars of baby food, and a premade bottle. He carries the food over to you, and grabs a baby spoon as well. He opens one jar, the mush liquid and chunky. You scrunch your nose up at the smell, not finding it at all pleasant. "Open up, baby." he coos. You shake your head, not wanting to give your brother the upper hand. "Come on, you need to eat." he tells you. You stubbornly turn your head away from him. "Baby, if you don't eat like a good girl, I will spank you." he whispers threateningly. Your eyes widen. He can't be serious, can he? You decide to call his bluff. He wouldn't do that. You continue to defy him. "You asked for it." he replies. Uh oh. He unbuckles the straps and grabs you under the armpits, lifting you out of your chair. You begin kicking your socked feet wildly, screaming and shaking your head. He huffs, carrying you to the couch. He sits and pulls you over his lap. He spanks you a few times until you break down crying. He then deposits you in a playpen. "Stay there, fussy girl." he demands, walking away. You lay there and cry, your butt feeling as though it's on fire.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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