For context, if you're not in chat much, Tora gives me shit. x3 it's fairly mutual. but she's much sassier. =u= so when the subject of birthday arts comes up, she puts forth the idea of 'maybe have Ukyo punish me?' .. and well. good idea. so... have a crappy little story~:

The young tigress was sat at home, in her little birthday crown. She was waiting on some nice pressies from the Amazon/UPS man. The door was left unlocked with this in mind. Well, some time in, who else should step through the door, but Mister Pretty-Muscles himself? Ukyo, the oni.
Now, surprised by this, she was fully unprepared for the giant's roughness. He grabbed that little neck of hers and dragged her up off the ground by the back of her shirt. The demon told her in no uncertain terms that her bottom was due for a proper thrashing, and proceeded to place her across his one, elevated knee. Before she could get a word in edgewise, her little tutu was stripped away. Another split second saw her panties torn off of her forcefully. And before she even knew how to react to this fashion-destruction, her backside was assaulted with a massive, stony palm. He spanked the girl soundly. Surely, she protested, and cried out for him to stop. Surely she appealed to his reason, demanding he respect her newly attained age, having long been a grown woman. But just as surely, her pleas and protests were met by the sound of more spanking and scolding.
Finally, upon rendering the girl a quivering, sobbing heap, he gave her a big, strong hug. Cradling her like a mere baby, he'd tell her all was forgiven. When her final tears were shed, she was ordered to the corner to reflect on her punishment, and past deeds. With a pat on the head, and a small token of his good will (a box of European chocolates of course), he left her there with a blazing bottom and perhaps a touch more respect for her peers.
The end~ <3

Happy birthday, Heathen~