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The Notebook	By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 66558 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chief Beifong had recently instated an open door policy to her office - as recently as two minutes ago, her Deputy realised, as he came to find her to present his report. The reason behind the change however, left the man more than a little confused.
"Um, Chief?"
"That's me."
"Is...everything alright in here?"
"Of course."
"Are you sure?" the Deputy asked, standing awkwardly on the threshold to the woman's office.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, um, your girls..."
"Yes?"
"They're, uh..."
"Spit it out, man."
He swallowed, the ball of a small lump sliding down his throat. "Your daughters are bent over your desk, Chief."
Upper bodies pressed flat to the aforementioned desk, makeshift bonds twisted out of its entirely metal surface pinned down two pairs of wrists. Side by side, Officer Lin and her younger sister Suyin presented their young, firm, shapely buttocks to the Deputy. Their pants were pulled down to their knees and the floor of the office had been pulled up to their ankles. Not a word of outrage was heard from either of them, probably because both young women - particularly the elder sibling - were shouting around mouthfuls of cloth.
"Mmm! Le ufff oh!"
Their mother, however, didn't react in the slightest. "Is that all?" she directed at the Deputy.
He blinked. "Uh, what do you mean?"
"You're as blind as I am," Toph scoffed. "Don't you see the note?"
"Note?" The Deputy managed to prise his attention away from the tantalising curve of Suyin Beifong's rear for a moment to spot it, sitting on the desk between her and her sister. "Chief," the man said a few seconds later, "I've known you for over a decade and your handwriting still looks like you handed the pen off to a chicken-rat."
Toph rolled her sightless eyes. "These two have been giving me much more trouble than they're worth lately, so I decided that we would approach the topic of disciplinary action from a different angle today. So you tell me what you would do with a pair of stubborn children set before you in this fashion, Deputy."
The lump in his throat was even harder to swallow this time, the man feeling sweat beading beneath his armour for altogether different reasons as he answered.
"I'd...I'd spank them. I suppose, if they were my kids," the Deputy added quickly when muffled voices rose in indignant response.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Toph said after a long moment. "There's a line formed up behind you."
The man blinked, and then turned to find out that his superior had been telling the truth. A line did indeed extend from just behind the threshold of the Chief's office into the collection of desks and cubicles that described the large room beyond it, comprised of most if not all its staff - many of whom were gesturing pointedly to the Deputy to hurry up and get on with it. He blinked again, several times in rapid succession, disbelieving the picture his eyes were painting.
"You're not doing anyone any favours standing there sightseeing," Toph said, sounding bored. "If you're not going to help discipline these two, then you'd do better getting out of the way and giving me that report I asked for."
"I - no," the man said, swallowing for a third time as he brought his gaze back to bear on the almost naked behinds of the Beifong daughters, "I can do it."
Suyin's faintly pink panties were trimmed with lace, slowly creeping up into the crevice of her buttocks as she squirmed. Lin's were, predictably, unsurprisingly, plain and white. Nevertheless, the Deputy's mouth began to water when he glimpsed the impression of the young woman's sex through the nondescript cotton. It was difficult to get anything more of a good look however when she was positively thrashing about in comparison to her sister, and he hadn't even laid a hand on her yet.
Both girls froze when that happened, falling completely still. The man held his breath captive as he brushed a thumb along the soft, yielding flesh of Suyin's rear. She whined quietly, he was sure. Lin's required a less gentler touch, his fingers pressing into the firm meat of her right cheek. The Deputy swore he felt a shiver travel down the young woman's uniformed body.
"Are you going to discipline my daughters, or pet them like zoo animals?" Toph spoke, making the man jump.
"I - of course," he wheezed, brow glistening with sweat as he finally sucked in air. It was at this point that Lin began to strike up a fuss again, coincidentally at the same time the distance between her buttocks and the Deputy's extremity began to grow.
"Mmm! Do'h oo' 'air!"
But it was too late. The man's hand was already in motion. It's impact was accompanied by a flat, dull clap and the sharp, muffled yelp of a young woman through her gag. The Deputy stared down at his hand, chest heaving, unable to believe what he had just done. He lifted it away to see the pink flush to Suyin's round cheek quickly fading into the natural tone of her skin, incremental shades darker than her sibling's.
"And the other one, Deputy," Toph told him, "she won't bite."
Thwack
Thwack!
He spanked Lin twice, one delivered to each of the pale buns her posture thrust over the edge of the Chief's desk. A thrill coursed through the man as his palm made hot, sharp contact, focused into the uncomfortably stiff twinge that made him ache between the thighs. Luckily the skirt of his uniform's armour fell far enough to hide an emerging bulge, accentuated by the cry the young officer made when she was struck. Higher functions blanked out for a moment upon hearing and without thinking, he spanked her again. Lin positively squealed.
Toph's voice brought the man back to his sensibilities. "Alright, that's enough. You're holding up the line."
The Deputy, breathing hard, glanced over his shoulder again and was greeted with the impatient scowls of men and women eager to get their hands on the pert, young rear ends of the Beifong sisters. To discipline them, of course.
"Sorry," the man apologised, quickly scooting out of the way.
"You set a fine example," Toph commended him. "Now, to your report. Tell me about the latest bunch of boneheaded triad wannabes going around lighting things on fire."

The woman sat with her chin resting in the cup of her palm, her elbow propped up on the arm of her chair. It was a much more comfortable chair than the Chief of Police had any right to own, but that Chief was Toph Beifong and she didn't see any reason why she shouldn't.
Anyway, what she was doing while sitting there was waiting. Her Deputy had given his report and left the office over half an hour ago; now Toph was waiting on the last of her officers to do the same.
The man was last in line and had had quite a bit of time to brainstorm some creative ways to dish out his brand of discipline. Thus, when his turn finally came to step up to the desk, Toph was treated to an impromptu solo drumming session. Or at least that was what she assumed it to be, the rapid clap of skin on skin punctuated by sharp notes of muffled squealing.
"Detective, that will do," Toph said at last, stifling a yawn as she spoke. She was actually rather bored by now of listening to the aforementioned collection of sounds. Not to mention one of the young women bound indomitably to her desk with metalbending had started sobbing midway through the seemingly endless train of spanking. Maybe Toph had gone too far with this one.
Oh well.
The Chief pushed herself up onto her feet as the room finally emptied of all but the Beifong women. She walked around the desk, gesturing in the direction of the door along the way. It swung shut with a resounding click. Toph slotted herself between her daughters, perching herself on the edge of her desk. She crossed her ankles and folded her arms as whimpering and sniffling occurred to either side of her.
"I hope you two have learned your lesson," the Chief said plainly, "because frankly at this point I've forgotten what I even had you hauled in here for to begin with."
"Mmmmm!"
"I can't understand a word you're saying, Lin," her mother replied indifferently, "and I don't think I even want to hear it. I've already had to listen to you crying for fifteen minutes. It's unbecoming of you; I'd expect that from your sister. And you," Toph directed at Suyin, "I could practically hear you dripping the entire time. Seems like you take a real shine to being humiliated publicly. I should march you through the streets if that's your thing."
Suyin immediately began whining, emphatically shaking her head.
"Accusing your dear old mother of being a liar?" Toph said. "Now that's just asking for it."
Moments later her younger daughter was squealing into her gag, buttocks writhing after a smarting slap was delivered to both in swift succession.
"Spirits, your cheeks are hotter than a radiator some dunce turned on in the middle of summer," Toph quipped, shaking her hand. "At least now I know how I'll be keeping the house warm when the snow rolls in."
"Mmm! MMMMM!"
Toph imagined Suyin would be kicking her legs - had they not been trapped in the uprooted floor of her office. So as she continued to swat her daughter one steaming hot bun at a time, the girl squirmed wildly from the waist, the wad of cloth pressed between her teeth soaked wet as she cried out. But not for the reason one might assume. Her mother very much knew better.
"Enjoying yourself?" the Chief said, leaning over Suyin's body and grabbing both her reddened cheeks. "I wonder what does it for you, the spanking or the fact that likely half if not more of the office out there are listening in on you whine like a stuck rooster-pig every time I do this." And to demonstrate, Toph brought her hand down with a whistling crack. Her daughter provided the loudest, longest cry yet, rocking the desk forward when she jerked away from her mother's hand.
"Must be a bit of both," Toph remarked casually, palming the warm flesh of Suyin's smarting buns, "right?"
The girl moaned an incoherent reply, her slick thighs - with what little freedom they had - sliding against one another. Toph snorted when she noticed.
"This was supposed to be punishment; now look what it's turned into. Well," she said with a familiar slant to her mouth, "you would be no daughter of mine if you weren't always bending the rules. Let's finish you off then, shall we? Just imagine there's half a dozen pairs of eyes crowded around the glass in my office door watching you. Which they are. Everyone always forgets I don't need my eyes to see."
And with that, Toph spanked Suyin to a blistering knockout of a climax. She thrashed in its grip, the desk rattled underneath her and by the time it had finished crashing through every inch of her body, the young woman was as limp as a boneless fish, eyes rolled up into her head with a string of drool leaking out the corner of her mouth. Her mother patted her on the backside, Suyin shuddering at the contact, and turned casually to address her oldest daughter.
"Don't think I've forgotten about you, young lady," Toph said. "We need to talk, while your sister over here doesn't know up from down and perhaps where she even is right now too."
For this, the Chief stood to her feet and positioned herself directly behind Lin, obscuring prying eyes she was later going to punish for doing so. Probably not in this fashion.
"You see," Toph began, placing her hands on her daughter's lower back, "I happened to stumble across something of yours the other day. A little box of tricks. Almost snapped an ankle; you had it wrapped up in platinum so I wouldn't see it. Smart girl. Until you left it out on the floor of your room, along with half the contents lying on your bed. I was surprised."
As she spoke, the woman slipped her thumbs down into Lin's white cotton panties. They ever slowly slipped down the curve of her bottom. The Chief crouched until her glassy grey eyes were level with the pink, puckered star revealed to lie between the young officer's cheeks, pulled apart by her mother's hands who spoke in typically blunt, unfiltered fashion afterwards. Toph Beifong knew no shame.
"You can fit seven inches in here, huh?"
Lin Beifong, however, her tear streaked face blushing furiously red, did.
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