BLACK SAILS

Captain Charles vane and Jack

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**Warning: swearing and M/m spanking**

Jack was escorted to Eleanor Guthrie's office.

"And to what do I owe this pleasure ma'am?" Jack asked as cordially as possible for being too early in the morning for his liking.

"Sit down Jack."

He looked at her in annoyance and sat down but not without making it evidently clear that it was under protest. She glanced up from the ledger in front of her.

"Am I bothering you in some way?"

"Maybe." Jack answered with no attempt to hide his defiant tone.

"You started out pleasant enough, what happened? I haven't even started with why I had you come and see me."

"It's too early. Apparently my tolerance for you this early doesn't go far."

"Excuse me?" Eleanor asked as she quirked her eyebrow.

"I am pretty sure you heard me."

"I'm sorry but what makes you think its okay for you to talk to me with so much disrespect?"

"What makes you think you can replace Captain Vane?" Jack asked with hurt and anger.

"What? I'm not trying to replace him. Why would you think such a thing?"

"Ever since you two made up you took over the books for the brothel. I'm perfectly capable to taking care of the books you know."

"I took over because Charles asked me to. You haven't earned back his trust yet. He wouldn't tell me what you did; but, I imagine it was pretty bad since he won't take you back out to sea with him."

"Fuck you!" Jack snapped and got up and left hastily.

Jack quickly made his way back to his room, threw a few things around and exhausted himself out to the point that he just fell back to sleep.

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Several hours had passed since Jack had his tantrum with Eleanor and stormed out of her office. Jack was rudely awakened by Captain Charles Vane himself.

"Jack! Wake up! You have a lot of explaining to do!"

It took Jack a few moments in order for him to become coherent enough to realize who was standing in front of him. He had never been so happy. That feeling of happiness would soon vanish once he realized why Charles was in his room so abruptly.

"Are you listening to me Jack?!" Charles asked suddenly.

"Yes, yes, sorry, I'm listening. When did you get back?"

"That doesn't matter right now. Right now you have some explaining to do."

"Explaining? For what? What did I do now?"

This time Charles is the one that quirked his eyebrow. "Really Jack, you don't recall your conversation with Eleanor this morning?"

"That was real? It was so damn early. I thought it was a dream."

"Well, it wasn't and you were very rude. You even accused her of trying to replace me. What was that about?"

"I don't know. I guess it was the way she was reprimanding me. It reminded me of you. I really miss you. I know I fucked up big time…"

"You committed treason Jack."

"I know, I know, but…you didn't have me killed. That just tells me you at least still care enough about me not to kill me." Jack answered softly.

Charles let out a long sigh. "I didn't have you killed because as far as I'm concerned you are still the closest thing to being like my little brother. I miss you too; but, that doesn't change what you did; and keeping you here to run this new side business of mine was the best I could do for you."

"I know Charles…I do."

"Alright then, now, the way you treated Eleanor this morning, that was not acceptable and for that, you must be punished."

"Punished!? What? How? Are you going to take the brothel away from me now too?"

"No, I'm going to punish you like I have any other time you have misbehaved in the past. Have you really forgotten already?"

Jack lowered his head again. "No, I haven't forgotten. I just…I just thought you left for good this time. I really didn't think you were ever coming back."

Charles sat next to Jack on his bed and placed his index finger under Jack's chin.

"Look at me Jack."

Jack hesitated only for a moment before he looked up and over at his long time friend and honorary brother.

"I did need time to cool off; but, knowing you like I do, I'm sure there was a valid reason. Right now though I don't appreciate how you treated Eleanor this morning; that is what we need to take care of so let's go."

"Go? Go where?" Jack asked nervously.

"We are going to Eleanor's office where I will deal with you properly for your misbehaver."

"You…you're going to punish me in front of Miss Gunthrie; but whhhyy?"

Charles had his back turned from Jack at that moment as he was about to open the door. He couldn't help but let a smile slip due to the tone of a little boy that Jack had taken on. It was in many ways endearing to Charles. It showed him that Jack felt truly safe and secure in his presence as he never spoke that way in front of any other man. Submitting to woman was never an issue with Jack as he loved powerful, strong women such as his beloved Anne; but, with other men, his submission was reserved to Charles and Charles alone.

Charles Vane turned around with a very serious look on his face. "Because Jack you were a very naughty boy and spoke to Miss Gunthrie in a matter that is unacceptable. Apparently you had forgotten your manners. I am here to help you find them again; in which afterward I do expect a sincere apology out of you."

"But Charles I'm sorry. I'm really very sorry."

"Not as sorry as you are going to be; and the apology is to be for Miss Gunthrie."

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Charles Vane dragged Jack by his arm from the brothel to Eleanor's office.

"Please, please Charles. You don't have to do this. I'll tell her I'm sorry. You don't need to punish me. I promise I'll behave."

"Too late for that Jack." Charles answered as he knocked on Eleanor's office door.

"Come in."

Charles gripped Jack's arm as he opened the door and walked them both in.

"Hello Charles, I didn't expect you back so quickly."

"I figured it was only fair for you to witness Jack's punishment since it was you he was disrespectful to."

Eleanor swipes her hand with a jester toward the couch and sat down behind her desk. Jack began to whimper again.

"Ma'am I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for this morning. Please tell Charles you forgive me and none of this is necessary."

"I will forgive you…ONCE I feel your apology is sincere."

Charles simply smirked at Eleanor then looked over at Jack with a serious look and walked him over to the couch. He sat down and stood Jack in front of him.

"Please, please, please Charles. Im so sorry! I'll be really, really, really, reeaaaaalllly good!" Jack attempted once more.

"Enough Jack, you aren't getting out of this." Charles said simply as he started to untie and pull down Jack's trousers.

Jack contemplated to actually put up a fight; but, he knew the outcome would only make things so much worse for himself. He finally decided to just accept his fate. He would at least try. That quickly vanished once the captain took Jack's belt and set it next to him on the couch to use later.

"Not the belt! Please, ppllllleeeaassee Charles not the belt!" Jack begged.

"Enough Jack, stop whining or I will use the belt for the ENTIRE time!"

Jack whimpered but said nothing more as Charles placed him over his lap. Charles started with his hand as he spanked Jack's bare bottom with a good amount of strength. Jack held onto Charles' leg, he squirmed and jolted every now and then; but, he tried very hard not to burst out in tears. He was determined to tough it out due to his stubborn nature. As hard as he tried, the longer Charles spanked him, the tougher it was for Jack to keep the tears back.

After a good several minutes of a long hand spanking Charles stopped just long enough to pick up the belt. Jack's bottom at this point was a dark pink hue color. Eleanor found herself impressed with Jack's tolerance. She would have easily bet that he would have been sobbing by this point.

Charles made sure Jack was secure again and brought the belt down hard. Again and again and again; by the fifth blow of the belt Jack could no longer keep it in. He lost all control and his tears began to stream down his boyish face. Shortly the tears were followed by sobbing.

"I'm sorrrrryyyyy! I'm sorry Sir! I'm sorry Ma'am! I won't talk back again! He cried out desperately. "I'll be good! So very good! Please stop! Please stop!"

Charles continued with the belt until he had given Jack a total of twenty licks with it. By twenty Jack was sobbing so hard that whatever he was trying to say it had become incoherent. Eleanor started to actually feel sorry for him. She couldn't help but feel her heart strings being tugged when she saw how vulnerable and small he appeared toward the end. Charles threw down the belt and gently pulled up Jack's trousers. He helped him up. Jack wanted more than anything to just throw his arms around Charles' neck and cry on his shoulder. He would never do such an act without Charles' permission. It was evident to Charles that Jack needed his affection. He held out his arms which let Jack know he now had permission. Jack lunged toward Charles by snaking his arms around his neck and sobbing on his shoulder. It took over ten minutes before Jack was calm enough to gain back the ability to speak. Eleanor walked over with a handkerchief.

With several sniffles Jack sat up and off of Charles' shoulder. He took the handkerchief from Eleanor and wiped his tears. Eleanor found herself brushing Jack's hair off of his face and caressing his jaw line gently. Being motherly was not normally in her nature. She was a worthless business woman. This was new to her but she found that she liked it. She also found herself looking fondly over at Charles.

"I am sorry for treating you poorly this morning ma'am. Truly." Jack said to Eleanor very humbly.

"You're forgiven Jack." Eleanor answered with a warm smile.

"Alright, and you are forgiven by me as well." Charles answered. "I think in the future if I'm not around then Eleanor should punish you as I would."

"But…I..she…yes sir."

Jack stood up to tie his trousers and put his belt back on. Doing so he still sniffled a few hiccups.

"Okay little buddy," Charles smirked, "go play while mommy and daddy have some grown-up time." He said to Jack but was staring at Eleanor with a come-hither look.

Eleanor reciprocated and leaned in to kiss Charles. Jack wasn't sure if he should be insulted to being spoken to as a child or allow himself to feel secure and loved; even as unconventional as it may be. He sighed but then smiled softly as he headed out. Before he even had the door closed, Eleanor was straddling Charles and already beginning to take off her brown leather vest.

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