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Rwby: A Rose and the Goodwitch
🕑 Added 2023-02-05 16:35:06 +0000 UTCRuby’s slender arms hung low, her posture hunched over as she made her way down the long corridors of Beacon Academy. Her short black hair with its red streaks slumped over her silver eyes as she looked down at the floor as she went. Slowly the girl made her way towards her destination as though on the way to her own execution. Looking up, Ruby saw the fine oak door at the end of the hallway, the office of Professor Glynda Goodwitch who had firmly requested she come speak with about her ongoing conduct at Beacon. She looked around the deserted hallway and briefly thought of calling on her semblance to escape in a flash but decided against it. While Ruby always got into all sorts of trouble in her short fourteen years she rarely got any sort of correction for it. That said she still knew well when it was coming, what a ‘long chat’ really meant. Worse yet she had heard rumors that even the most sturdy of students would be seen sobbing like small children after a private ‘talk’ with the Professor.
After the previous night Ruby had she was exhausted, her normally overflowing energy completely spent and now she had to meet with the Professor. Of course that evening was the reason she found herself plodding along now. In an effort to do what she thought was right Ruby rallied her friends and teammates at the school to investigate the criminal movements in their city of the Faunus civil rights group turned militia, the White Fang. It was a school for training the next generation of warriors that would defend the people from the evils of the world, Ruby reasoned. This was just a young huntress’s duty.
Since she and her team had learned about the ties one of their own members, Blake, had to the now criminal organization they had been swept up in efforts to thwart them and their designs. Through the splitting up and investigation Ruby and her team undertook, they found a wealth of information to aid them but Blake and Sun, who used their Faunus heritage to sneak into a White Fang rally, got far more than they bargained for. The pair of Faunus teens were found out and pursued by the team’s growing nemesis, Roman Torchwick, who piloted a mechanical armored walker after them.The chase caused chaos and damages throughout the city and was more than a threat even when Ruby and her full team of four engaged the robot in combat. Yet through Ruby’s leadership and the four girls' unique combat skills coming together they managed to defeat the Paladin walker, though capturing Roman alluded them.
It was the kind of crazy adventure that Ruby had fantasized about as a girl, the sort of heroic deed she was sure being a huntress was all about. Sadly, as soon as the quartet of young ladies returned to the Beacon campus their scroll devices lit up with a furious Professor Goodwitch on the other end of the line. In an effort to prove herself a leader, and spare Blake any further trouble, Ruby had quickly claimed all responsibility for the group and claimed it was all her idea, that the rest were following her lead. The story wasn’t truly a lie, Ruby had been the one to push the notion on the rest, even if they were all eager to accept. Furthermore Ruby wanted any opportunity to prove herself a true leader of her team, still grappling with the idea that as a girl who leapt grades to be where she was that her actions led a trio of young adults including her sister.
“Very well, Miss Rose.” Ruby recalled the Professor’s calm voice from the night before. “You’re to report to my office tomorrow morning at ten am sharp. We’ll be having a long discussion about your conduct as a student of Beacon. Expect that our talk will take well into your afternoon. The rest of your team isn’t required to come but should know I have my eye on all three of them.” The woman said before hanging up the line.
Just like that Ruby had put herself solely in front of the ever serious Professor’s ire. As she stood now just outside Goodwitch’s door she could only hope that the move also earned the respect of her team as well. Ruby stood frozen in place, she knew she was expected but at that time she almost found herself in front of the mech from the prior night and facing it alone than where she was currently. Biding her time the girl checked the buttons on her school uniform blazer top and smoothed any wrinkle from the red plaid skirt around her waist. As she shuffled from foot to foot the teen pulled out her scroll to check the time. The display read ten minutes past ten o’clock, changing to eleven before her eyes.
Ruby let out a low whine, thinking over those rumors of remorseful students a good bit older than herself leaving the room she was so worried about. She took a deep breath, raised her hand up, and rapped her knuckles against the sturdy door before opening it and stepping inside.
A spacious room and tall ceiling opened before the unsteady huntress in training. Three large oak bookshelves lined the back wall, filled to capacity with well kept books. To the side of the entrance Ruby spotted an area for guests with a small table and two rather comfortable looking chairs positioned before a fireplace. Off to the opposite wall she noticed a small door ajar that led to a private bathroom. Another long table laid against the far wall, near a vacant corner with a large wooden chair beside it. Of course what drew the young huntress’s gaze was the well organized desk centered between the bookshelves and that table, and of course the woman behind it who looked up as Ruby shut the door.
Glynda Goodwitch wasn’t the headmaster at the school but she carried the respect and fear of one among the students and any who visited the campus. Her light blonde hair was neatly bunched at the back of her head, a set of strands curled into a band hanging on the right side of her face. The piercing gaze of her light green eyes behind slim round glasses lens was known to freeze anyone caught in place, just like Ruby felt now. Glynda’s outfit flowing waist length cape clasped securely to her shoulders, a white long sleeved top, and tight dark dress gave the middle aged woman the appearance that she was ready to conquer any task before her.
“Well, well, well,” Glynda looked up from her work as she spoke. The well composed woman paused, taking a look at a clock on the wall to her right. “Showing up tardy to our meeting? That’s just one more offense you’ll be answering for today then.” The Professor said rather matter of fact.
Ruby gulped anxiously at the woman’s words. “Umm…well…what all is on that list? If you don’t mind me asking, that is, Professor.”
The serious faced woman cocked an eyebrow. “Well Ms. Rose, your offenses that brought you before me are quite the list indeed.” Goodwitch raised a finger to her face to straighten her glasses. “Let’s go through them then, shall we?”
Ruby stepped closer, putting herself before the large desk and nodded nervously. “I mean, if you really want to…”
“From our very first encounter that fateful night you’ve been due discipline in my eyes. First you got yourself wrapped up in a matter that should have been left for trained professionals rather than a girl trying to thwart a robbery. You mysteriously found yourself at the Vale harbor shipping yards as the White Fang was looting it last semester, getting into another altercation meant for a trained hunter or huntress. Then of course there was yesterday evening.” Glynda paused. “I don’t think I really need to review that incident do I?”
“N-no ma’am…” Ruby stuttered out.
“You’ve displayed many other smaller offenses against the rules of our academy as well, not to mention your showing up tardy this morning. Conduct unfitting for a young student being given a rare chance to be here and less so for a team leader. Not to mention a certain highly destructive food fight with another team not long ago. Don’t think I’ve forgotten that one.” Glynda’s brow furrowed and her lips contorted into a frown.
With her actions listed back to back like that, Ruby couldn’t help but feel like she was standing in a court before the judge. “Umm, well, you see! There’s a reason for all those…” The girl looked away trying to compose a defense. “Yeah, it looks really bad when you lay it all out like that.”
“Indeed it does, Ms. Rose. Frankly you’re long overdue for a meeting with me and you’re lucky enough to have avoided this so far.”
Ruby’s gaze was locked on the hardwood floor, not daring to look at the Professor. “I’m in for it, aren’t I?”
“As I said, you’ve been due discipline since our very first meeting.”
“Wh-what all am I getting?” Ruby simply asked, no longer thinking a defense was possible.
“It’s rather clear to me that you’ve gone without any proper discipline in quite some time, your behavior and disregard for the rules or your own safety is evidence for that.” Glyda paused, straightening a rogue lock of golden hair behind her ear with her fingers before starting to speak again. “You’ll be getting a full treatment of punishments Ms. Rose. I’d say for your own good that is more than overdue at this point.”
Ruby gulped at the woman’s words as she looked down. “What does that m-mean?”
“Look at me when I’m speaking to you young lady and I’ll be more clear.”
The girl did as she was told, her eyes locking with the Professor’s own paralyzing emerald stare.
Glynda nodded in satisfaction with the girl’s eyes upon her. “Let me be perfectly clear. Your full treatment of punishments will include a spanking by my hand to give you a firm expectation of what you can expect the next time you ignore the rules on this campus. Furthermore, I’d say it’s very clear that starting you back at square one will be helpful to fixing your behavior. As such you’ll be demoted back to wearing diapers, at least during the detentions you’ll be serving with me through the next week, though I can certainly enforce it through the week if I so chose. And finally, since you seem to lack knowledge or understanding of the rules of our academy you’ll be serving detention everyday, with me, in diapers, copying the Beacon handbook and guidelines.” The Professor pointed at a copy of the middling sized tome on her desk as well as writing supplies and a stack of blank notebooks.
Ruby simply listened, each thing listed tensing her up more and more. The list of punishments made her face nearly match the color of her red cape and hood. She suddenly was feeling very regretful for accepting the brunt of the Professor’s disapproval.
Glynda rose up from behind her desk and moved over to the waiting wooden chair, her tall heeled black boots announcing each step. “Well, there’s no sense standing there young lady, come here and let’s begin.”
A frightened squeak escaped Ruby’s mouth as she was called over. She shuffled from side to side but did nothing to move closer to the waiting Professor. “Umm, well… Aren’t I a bit too old for those sorts of p-punishments?” The girl stammered, not wanting to admit that some of those were in fact regular tools in her older sister’s kit for her. “Maybe we can figure something else out?”
Glynda’s eyes narrowed, her patience with the silver eyed girl having already been thin to begin with. She stepped over to Ruby, quickly closing the distance between them. “That’s enough, young lady.” Her hand shot out faster than any dust propelled bullet, grabbing a firm hold of the girl’s ear. “You certainly haven’t shown yourself to be ‘too old’ for what you have coming and frankly I wouldn’t care if you were many years older than you are.” Glynda’s voice carried an icey edge as she spoke and forced the girl back along with her to the chair by her ear. “You’ve been overdue this for quite some time and I won’t have you stalling and wasting our time today with your antics.”
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Ruby wailed as she moved along, contorting to try and relieve the pain of being led on like she was. “Ok! Ok! I’m sorry!”
“You’re certainly saying that you’re sorry,” Glynda shook her head as she sat down, releasing the girl’s ear. “But I promise you that you’ll mean it sincerely very soon. I’ll personally see to that.” Goodwitch reached out, her iron grip taking Ruby now by the wrist. With one firm motion she had the girl off the hardwood floor and draped over her lap in nearly perfect position, her practice at the art showing right away.
Ruby’s sight filled with the view of the hardwood of the professor’s office floor, her face and arms dangling just above it now as her body arched naturally over the woman’s lap. Wiggling her legs slightly Ruby tested if her feet could reach the floor either only to find they could not and she was firmly suspended in Goodwitch’s care.
Glynda pointed two fingers towards the girl’s hanging feet focusing her telekinetic abilities out. As if guided by the woman’s own hand, Ruby's shoes slipped off of her feet and floated easily aside, setting down neatly off to the side of the room. She reached down and took a firm hold of the girl’s skirt, flipping it up fully to expose her rear clad in her leggings and underwear.
“Eek!” Ruby shrieked suddenly.
Paying no mind to Ruby's noise Glynda took a firm hold of her leggings and in one swift motion had them down to the girl’s knees. With another maneuver Goodwitch hooked her fingers around the girl’s teddy bear print panties and tugged them to her thighs.
All Ruby could do was tense up and mewl a subdued whine as each layer of protection was removed. She looked up and spied for the first time the row of paddles and other implements hanging neatly on the wall nearby. As she felt her bottom become fully exposed all the young huntress could do was hope that she wouldn’t meet with those hanging tools more closely.
Glynda looked over, following her charge’s line of sight. “If you’re worried about my instruments on the wall, don’t. Though it is true you’re long overdue this today you’ll be let off easy with getting punished directly by my hand.” The woman raised her hand high and brought it down in a hard stinging slap to the girl’s naked backside. “That said, my hand is well acquainted with this sort of task I assure you.”
“Ah! P-professor! You didn’t even warn me you were starting!” Ruby yelped, already feeling the impact of that first strike.
“Don’t you take that tone with me, young lady.” Glynda admonished as her hand rose and crashed down once more with a loud smack, summoning another cry out from the girl on her lap. Wasting no time her palm settled into a rhythm, traveling up towards her own face before striking hard and swift to Ruby’s rear as she spoke. “Frankly, my dear, you’ve needed this since the night we met and can consider every slap paying a debt long overdue.”
“Owee! Ah! Ow!” Ruby’s legs curled, caught in the twist of her stockings and panties, as she bucked at each swat to her rear. “Please Professor!” The girl squirmed across the woman’s lap as she felt a fire building on her bottom. “Are we almost done?!”
“Oh Ms. Rose,” Glynda shook her head as her right arm kept up the regular swats of the spanking. “You’re only getting started.” Goodwitch kept up the hard slaps, alternating from one of the girl’s bare cheeks to the other, with each loud impact. Already the girl’s rear pinkened and grew darker as Glynda worked. “It’s a shame you’ve gone this long without proper discipline but I do intend to see to that now. You fly off at the drop of a hat to endanger yourself and others in the process,” Another loud slap landed as she lectured. “Shame on you, young lady.”
“Ah!” Ruby bucked as another smack landed. She barely had time to process each strike before the next one came on making her wince with its fresh sting. “I didn’t mean to…” The girl sniffled.
Goodwitch shook her head with disapproval as she landed another loud swat. “Perhaps you ‘didn’t mean to’ but the result is still the same.” Another sound of her hand impacting the girl’s behind punctuated her scolding. “It’s all you seem to want to do, put yourself in harm’s way to play the role of a heroine that you’re simply not yet ready for.”
The words struck Ruby harder than any attack she had yet to take in a fight or training missions, going through her aura of self image and striking right at her heart. “...I’m just trying to do the right thing…” She whispered with a hard sniffle, bucking again from another painful smack to her rear.
“I know you are Ms. Rose.” Glynda’s voice lost some of its edge even as her hand kept up regular disciplined strikes against Ruby’s bare bottom. “Yet you need to learn this lesson. The last thing I want is to have to reach out to your father with horrible news. You are in my care while here and you will start to understand that.”
Tears welled up at the edges of her eyes from the pain and the shame. She was supposed to be a huntress in training, a team leader, not some little girl getting a spanking! But that’s all Ruby could feel, more and more with each swat. That she was just a naughty child, not a rising young woman in training to save others. Tears escaped from the girl’s eyes falling to the floor. “I’m s-sorry ma’am!” Ruby sobbed out whaling like a regretful toddler.
“From the look of your behind I’ll bet you’re starting to be.” Glynda spoke, not dropping her cadence for the spanking even a moment. By now Ruby’s naked backside had turned a cherry red from her punishment.
Ruby shuddered as another smack loudly announced itself, the feeling making her buck and let out more tears. “P-please Miss Goodwitch! No m-more…” The girl sobbed pathetically, any composure she tried to keep demolished by the woman’s firm hand.
Glynda’s palm was reddening a bit as well now. She brought down one last slap, harder than all the prior ones sending her charge into fresh sobs. “Very well. I suppose this part of your lesson is done with.” She helped the sobbing girl up from her lap. Part of her wanted to comfort Ruby but that could come later, for now she saw it as her duty to stay firm in punishing the young student. Reaching out, Glynda took hold of Ruby's tights and panties and tugged them further down until she was bent over and the clothing at her feet. “Step out.”
Ruby’s back shuddered, still weeping from the woman’s words and unrelenting hand lighting an inferno on her rear. She did as she was told not wanting to do anything to end up back over the Professor’s lap.
“Alright young lady, you’re far from done. Stand up and get moving to that corner with your hand behind your head.”
Ruby swiped at her eyes and went on. She shuffled the few steps as instructed before resting her head against the corner wall, still shuddering and sobbing.
“Very good.” Glynda nodded, both at the girl’s compliance and satisfaction of her own handiwork seeing the girl’s fully reddened rear on display.
Glynda couldn’t help but stifle a laugh and a grin at the girl’s dramatic reaction. Once upon a time that she had been in Ruby’s shoes, her backside painted red from a spanking. Goodwitch had broken many rules in her day, and ended up in this very office in that same uniform feeling as though the embarrassment would kill her sooner than any creature of Grimm. But that seemed like a lifetime ago. Now it was the woman’s job to be on the other side, to carry out discipline when, where, and at a harshness her students needed. While she waited for the minutes to tick by, letting her charge wait and weep with her punishment on full display. Glynda opened a nearby cabinet under the table and produced a large pink blanket that she used as a changing mat for those who ended up in the position Ruby was in as well as a bottle of baby powder and a thick plastic backed diaper with floral prints. She set everything in place on the large table and waited to continue on.
“Alright young lady, I think that’s enough corner time for now. Turn around.” Glynda spoke.
“Professor? Can we please, please be done? I promise I’ve learned my lesson…” Ruby sniffled hard as she looked over to the table where Goodwitch stood, tapping her foot with waiting supplies for her.
“I’m afraid not, Ms. Rose. You’re doing better than I would have expected but you’re not off the hook so easily. Come on over quickly now, don’t make me have to come guide you.”
With burning red cheeks Ruby plodded over as told, her crimson backside on display as she did. She climbed up on the table, laid back and did what she could to keep herself from complaining further, knowing it would win her no favor with the strict professor.
Once her charge was on the table Glynda went straight to her task. She unfolded the loudly rustling diaper and easily hoisted the girl up into the air by her ankles as if she were no heavier than an infant and slid the padding into place. Once the diaper was where Glynda wanted it she took up the bottle of powder and shook out a generous cloud, being sure to coat the girl everywhere that would soon be covered.
Ruby wasn’t sure it was possible to feel any more little and mortified by now. Any sense of her being ‘too old’ for what she had gotten had already fallen away, the feeling and scent of the baby powder now firmly warding the notion off.
“You can expect to be getting handled just like this each and every time you show up for detention with me.” Glynda announced as she lowered the girl, pulling the diaper together and fastening the tapes. “Acting as a responsible student at this school is proving too hard for you so I’ll be sure to dress you in a more fitting manner while you serve your time with me.” One tape was snugly secured as she spoke. “At least for the week, possibly beyond that. We’ll see how well you learn from this.”
Ruby looked down her frame as she was put into the infantile underwear, her embarrassment and shame growing even more heavy than before. “Yes, ma’am…” The girl nodded her reddened face. By now she knew just how serious Professor Goodwitch was and she wasn’t about to do anything to push things.
“That’s a good answer.” Glynda gave an approving nod. She helped the diaper-clad girl to the floor with a fresh crinkle and cleared the table of the blanket and powder. Calling on her semblance gift she summoned a copy of the Beacon Academy handbook, a blank notebook, and writing supplies as well as a chair. “Take a seat Ms.Rose.”
Ruby did as she was told, her diapered backside making plenty of noise as she sat down.
“Since you just don’t seem to understand the rules of our institution, your task is to copy the handbook, bit by bit, to the very letter. You’ll not leave that spot until you’re done with your detention, an hour and a half from now. Get writing.”
“But what if I need to go to the bathroom?!”
“Come now Miss Rose, you’re not dull truly, I think you know that answer.” Glynda responded with a smug grin.
Ruby let out a long groan filled with self pity. Looking down at the diaper wrapped around her waist she felt modified, more so that the professor had diapered her just like a baby. The infantile prints seemed to taunt her and make the girl’s face glow red. At least her crinkling diaper provided some relief for her freshly spanked seat, she thought.
“This must just be a part of becoming a good leader I guess.” Ruby blushed hard and whispered to herself as she picked up the pencil, opened the handbook and blank notebook, and began as she was told.
