Fleur chuckled at Gabrielle's empty threat. Fleur was sure she would not tell their mother. It would be suspicious if she knew that Fleur was, at this age, still giving Gabrielle spankings. She would know something was amiss. "Oh, you would?" Fleur quirked a brow, "You always were a bit of a tattletale." It was only somewhat true. When they were very young, Gabrielle would sometimes tell on Fleur if Fleur wasn't doing what Gabrielle wanted her to do.
As she continued to spank her sister, Fleur could feel the wet spot forming on her leg from Gabrielle's arousal. She raked her nails lightly down the pink flesh. "Non, I do not zhink you 'ave..."
Gabrielle's pleading were easy to see through. Fleur knew that Gabrielle was aware that trying to bargain to get out of it would only add to her punishment. "Non. Een fact, I zhink you may just need to 'ave twenty-five as your number." Fleur grinned and ended with another swat. SHe didn't want to go too overboard because she knew that a hairbrush hurt worse than her bare hand and she didn't want to really hurt her sister too badly.