Spanking Thread #41: Can't Run Forever Edition

Oo we back!

>>29817496
>page 5

No one got the memo yet that it's back up tho

>>29817496
Any greens with Anon spanking Granny Smith?

>>29818252
That is a good idea, older ponies think they know everything and they should be taken down a few pegs.

>>29818466
Exactly. Someone needs to beat their wrinkly old saggy asses!

>>29818663
>wrinkly

That's why it doesn't work for me. Ew. I prefer stories where older ponies recount their times getting their hides tanned.

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>>29818691
Just for you

>You are Anon.
>You've been stuck in candy land and currently living with the apple family.
>And you're getting real tired of Granny's shit.
>In checkout line at the local grocery store.
>"Oh, if it ain't Mr green two leg! What was your there name again? Ahnoni moose?"
"It's Anon..."
>"Yer shoppin' for somepony are we?"
"No, Granny. For the last time, I'm just buying some tools to fix my clock. Which you broke..."
>"Oh that ol' thing. Well, maybe y'all should learn to not to put them fancy doohickeys in my way."
"It was in my room. Against the wall..."
>"Eh, sticks and stones."
"Please, Granny, just checkout already so we can move this line along."
>"Don you tell me what to do! Ah movin' at mah own pace."
"..."
>"AH darn. Ah don left my money at home. Say there, Amom, why don you pay? As a token for all da times I... err..."
"...no."
>"Don you sassy mouth me boy! I'm old and ah want mah groceries! And ah ain't got no money!"
"Well than I guess you'll just have to buy your groceries some other time."
>"BUH AH WANT MAH GROCERIES NOW!! MISTREATIN' YOUR ELDERS!"
>Anger at 78%!
"FINE! I'll pay... Just stop making a scene."
>"YER DARN RIGHT YOU'LL PAY!"
>Anger at 86%!!

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>>29819183
>Later that night
>"Supper's up!"
"Great! I'm starving!"
>"Ah really don't think you deserve this, Anoon, after the way you treated me at the store."
>"But here yer go anyways."
"...Thanks..."
>Anger at 89%!!
>"Alright, dig in!"
"Finally! Veggie soup with...! What the fuck is that??"
>Granny's dentures starts floating to the surface.
>"There them old thing is! Ah lose my head if it weren't attached to meh."
>Anger at 97%!!!
"MAY. I. HAVE. ANOTHER. BOWL. PLEASE."
>"What's wrong with your soup there? It's just mah old dentures. I'm old, so these things happen."
"PLEASE... MAY I JUST HAVE ANOTHER BOWL... PLEASE."
>"Be a man! You eat what I've touched!! SO DON'T BE A BABY!!"
>ANGER AT 99%!!!
"F-FINE............."
>ABOUTTOEXPLODE.EXE
>"Oh and by the way Aboon. I threw away them there vidya games of yers or what ever you young'uns call em."
"YOU WHAT!!?"
>"Yer getting to old to be playin' them there games. So I threw them away this morning."
>Anger at [ error: buffer overflow ]
"!!!!"

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>>29819192
>YOU FLIP THE FUCKING TABLE UP IN A FIT OF ANGER!
>GRANNY HAS PUSHED YOU TOO FAR THIS TIME!
"THAT'S FUCKING IT!!!"
>YOU GRAB GRANNY BY THE ARM AND PULL HER OVER YOUR KNEES!
>"WHA!? G-GET YER HOOVES OFF OF ME!!"
"'BOUT TIME SOMEONE TAUGHT YOU SOME MANNERS!"
>and with a mighty swat of the hand, you land the first strike.
>"BWAAAAAAH!!"
>Granny yelled as her newly inserted, soup covered dentures flew up of her mouth.
>"HELP!! HELP!! ABUSE!! ABUSE!!!"
>Granny screams as your hand lands the second swat.
>For every swat you land, you can feel the cheeks of her ass ooze between you fingers like soft dough.
>Nothing but wrinkled ass skin.
>The sound of the swat made a wet splat as it echoed through the barn.
>And the dust puffing out like an old dusty pillow.
>"BWAAAGH!! L-LET GO OF MEH!! BWAHHH!"
>After every other swat of can see and hear dust farts flapping out of her butt.
>Her saggy crotchtits jiggling like a majestic ocean song.
>"BWAAAHAHA! S-STOP IT YER HEAR!! BWAAAAAGAGA!!"
>After what felt like hours, you hand starts to stick to her ass like cum to paper.
>Feeling like you've gotten your point across, you deliver one final swat that leaves a hand print like a memory foam bed!
>"BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!"
>Her ass starts slowly creeping down to their natural saggy position.
"Now then. I think you've learned your lesson. Now go to your room."
>"EEERRR! ABUSING YOUR ELDERS!!"
>Granny Smith later turned into a cloud of dust and she roamed Equestria like a bird in the wind.
THE END.

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>>29819199
What the fuck

This was ... something

>>29819199
Thanks m8 my dick was pleased it shriveled up into a raisin and fell off

>>29817496
>Smoked Purple

Twilight smoking weed, oh good lawd

We could do stories where ponies spank their parents.

>>29819647
Me 2 m8

>>29819199
Oh my fucking god

>>29820552
I'm not huge on the flip of that power dynamic, but it can be spun into something. Say, a holiday where all the parents of the town getting spanked by all the children is a tradition once a year. "Fillies and Colts Day" or something like that. It could be like a pie to the face sort of thing, only with spanks to the rump instead. And since the adult ponies are turned around and can't see which filly and colt is giving them the next spank, no one filly or colt is going to get targeted afterwards by the adults. Kind of like a an annual community event thing.

>>29820752
AJ has spank fetish headcanon confirmed

Bump b4 bed

Can't let it die

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>>29821857
,dat tail pull, UNF

>>29821857
For once Dizzy doesn't seem to like it.

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HORSE

>>29822954
Hnggg look at that fluffy pony

I've been working on rewriting a few things, but my focus has to be on my homework for now.

Someone did read that short little comedy post I did last thread, though, if anyone wishes to hear it.

>>29820552
>ponies spank their parents
You could try anything, but honestly the idea leaves my boner flat.

>>29823754
>homework

I honestly think that's where a ton of the writefags have gone, and some lurkers

>>29823754
Sounds good m80

>>29824531
we got Nomine who is constantly busy with homework and stuff

DC , people here constantly complains about how repetitive his stories are and got turned off.

Rustic , he always complains about how there is no "interactive feedback" whatever that means.

Vega, writes a story in every 2 threads.

chuck writes in waves.

Pan, seems to only gives feedback and hardly writes anything

Krish, is our lord and savior and shall be worshipped for the eternity.

Trolls, they help keep the board alive in their controversial ways.

>>29824666
Not like they're all wrong about that. And i fucking love DC's stuff, it was basically just that one faggot who complained about everything and tried to break up the thread. It kinda worked, too... and feedback/commentary is lacking lately, too.

>>29824666
>Chuck writes in waves
Truuu
Seriously though, I should really get around to writing something soon. I think my stuff is reasonably well-liked around here.
And even if it isn't, it's not like I'll ever get better if'n I don't practice.

>>29824666
>DC , people here constantly complains about how repetitive his stories are
Nobody's complained about that in a long time. Honestly I think it was just one whiny troll.

>>29824531
>>homework
>I honestly think that's where a ton of the writefags have gone
I haven't had homework since it was scrawled on clay tablets but I have been busy. I now lift beer kegs for a living and most days I come home too tired to write.

I'll try to come up with something this weekend...

>>29825336
My weewee is ready

>>29824666

Constantly busy doesn't even begin to describe it. But the end is in sight...I'm taking only 1 class this summer. And it'll be ONLINE.

I'll be able to sleep, finally. And aside from some seriously weird shit in July I should be able to really focus on my writing.

I do hope to get at least one story finished this thread...I'm tired of leaving you guys wanting some of my work.

>>29825336

I'm looking forward to anything you write, but especially to the one we were talking about.
Regarding ponies spanking their parents, I /do/ have an idea floating in my head for a funny little story involving judicial punishment turned justifiably on its head, involving a little spell cooked up way long ago by another of my friends.

>>29825819
It will be nice when you can sleep! The break is near

>>29809970
>>29822583

>>29826788
Batfillies + spanking = wet batfillies

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>>29818691
>>29819439
>>29819647
>>29820559
>>29820617
>implying that this isn't hot as fuck

>>29827365
Bluuuuurrrghhhhh

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>>29819199
>>For every swat you land, you can feel the cheeks of her ass ooze between you fingers like soft dough.
Not exactly my Granny Smith HC but at least I found it hot.

Currently working on something with a little younger spankee...
Also >nohooves sorry.

>>29827699
S'alright m8, no hooves or hooves the characters are still good

Time 4 bed

"The Guilty Party"

1/13
Saturday morning was a lazy time in the home of Cookie Crumbles and Hondo Flanks. Cookie sat at the dining room table enjoying her newspaper. She looked out into the living room where Sweetie Belle was watching the Saturday morning cartoons, still in her pajamas (blue ones with a black & white panda bear print) and socks with the grippy rubberized soles. Rarity was fully dressed (as always) and sat in the armchair next to her younger sister, holding a fashion magazine in an attempt to keep up her appearance of teenage maturity. Cookie observed that her older daughter had not turned a page in over 20 minutes...she was in fact looking over the top of it and watching cartoons as well.

Hondo was outside busying himself with various household chores. Cookie wished he would relax on his days off but these tasks made him happy so she did not badger him.
Unexpectedly, Hondo came in the front door with a concerned look on his face.
>"Honey, did you use my car this week?"
Both of them had their own cars, but Hondo barely ever used his, he usually drove his work truck. Most of the week his car sat in the driveway.
>"No, of course not, dear."
>"Well it's got a huge scratch on the right side...straight through the paint and into the metal."
Cookie put down her newspaper.
>"Do you think somebody hit it? Maybe the paperboy scratched it with his bicycle."
Hondo shook his head.
>"No. Somebody drove it.
>"I always park it a few feet back from the garage, so I can open the hood and check the oil...but now it's pulled right up to the garage door."

Cookie turned to her daughters, who were listening intently.
>"Girls, do you know anything about this?"
Both of them shook their heads.
>"No, Mom."
>"Certainly not."
She wasn't convinced.
>"Are you sure, girls? We just want the truth."
But both denied knowing anything.

>>29828591
2/13
Everyone went out to the driveway to see the damage for themselves. Just as Dad had described there was a significant scratch in the right-rear quarter panel, straight down to the metal.
>"I just washed it last week and it wasn't there then."
Nobody had an explanation. Hondo was obviously annoyed but he made no accusations. He just kept walking around the car, looking for any unlikely clues.

Cookie, however, had a suspect in mind. She pulled Rarity aside and asked in a serious tone;
>"Are you sure you don't know anything about this?"
Rarity had to know she was the prime suspect. Though she was not yet old enough to have her drivers license she was the only one aside from Mom & Dad tall enough to reach the pedals.
>"I don't know a thing, Mother, honestly!"
Cookie did not entirely believe her.
>"Rarity, I'm serious. Things will go a lot better if you're honest now.
>"You're absolutely SURE you don't know how this happened?"
Rarity was flustered by the accusation.
>"Mom, I swear, I don't! That's the truth!"
With the threat of being in serious trouble Rarity had dropped the pretentious 'Mother' in favor of less formality.
>"I hope not, young lady, because if I find out later that you've been lying I'm going to take out my paddle and spank your bare naked bottom absolutely raw."
Rarity gasped and blushed at the threat. Luckily her mother hadn't spoken loud enough to broadcast it to the whole neighborhood but it was still embarrassing to hear those words spoken out in the driveway. Sweetie Belle heard the threat too, and though she was too young (and short) to be a suspect she made a hasty retreat back into the house.

Cookie said nothing else and followed Sweetie inside with one last accusing glare at her eldest.
Genuinely worried by the peril she was in Rarity pulled out her mobile phone and put out a text message 'Friendship Emergency' to her friends. She needed help.

>>29828599
3/13
In minutes Rarity had her replies. She hadn't expected everyone to come running...weekends were busy times.
Rainbow Dash was out of town at some sweaty sports game.
Applejack was busy on her family's farm...she could come but not until the afternoon.
Fluttershy was at an animal rights protest...she could come if she could get a ride.
Twilight was in the city, her parents had brought her to a museum and they'd brought Sunset Shimmer along as well.
Only Pinkie Pie could come immediately...she was already on her way.

Pinkie arrived 10 minutes later, wearing a deerstalker hat and carrying a briefcase covered in sparkly stickers.
>"Have no fear, Rarity! Detective Pinkie Pie is here to solve the mystery!"
Rarity gave her friend a strange look, but was glad Pinkie was here.
>"Well I don't need a detective as much as I need an alibi.
>"Will you tell my mother I was busy after school almost every day this week?"
Pinkie thought about it for a moment, but replied;
>"Well, you usually are, but not with me...so I can't really give you an abalone."
Rarity groaned.
>"Some help you are."
But Pinkie Pie cheerfully threw her arm around Rarity and promised;
>"Aww, don't worry! I'm here to find the real culprit and everything is going to be okay!"

Cookie Crumbles spoke up;
>"Ahem, Pinkie, what makes you think you can discover who did this?
>"Rarity's father has been in the driveway all morning and hasn't found any clues."
Confidently, Pinkie declared;
>"But HE doesn't have this magnifying glass...and a Junior Detective kit!"
Rarity & Cookie both rolled their eyes.
>"Well, it couldn't hurt to let her try."

Hondo Flanks eyed his daughter's weird friend with suspicion, but stepped back and let her investigate. She opened the driver door and after looking around began sprinkling the whole interior with white dust.
>"Pinkie, what are you doing to my car?"
>"Checking for fingerprints!"
>"Where did you get fingerprint dust?"
>"Oh, this is powdered sugar!"
Facepalm.

>>29828604
4/13
Inside, Cookie watched from the window. She was 99% convinced that Rarity was responsible for the damage to her father's car, but she could not convict without positive evidence. Hopefully the teenager could be convinced to confess on her own.

>"M-Mommy?"
It was Sweetie Belle. She looked worried.
>"Sweetie, dear, what's wrong?
>"You don't need to be upset, this doesn't concern you."
The younger girl in pajamas did not look her mother in the eyes.
>"Umm...maybe it sorta does."
Cookie looked at her seriously and asked;
>"Sweetie, do you know something?"

Outside, Pinkie was busy with her investigation. She had covered the interior of Hondo's car with powdered sugar...he had no idea how he was going to get that sticky mess cleaned out.
>"I believe I have discovered the guilty culprit!"
Hondo & Rarity both looked at each other with surprise. Neither of them had taken Pinkie's detective work seriously.
>"There are fingerprints on the steering wheel."
>"Yes Pinkie...they're probably mine."
But the girl shook her head.
>"No, Mister Rarity's Dad, these hands were much smaller than yours..."
He cast an angry glance at Rarity. This seemed to be damning evidence against her.
>"...smaller than Rarity's too."
>"Huh?"
>"Yep! Whoever was driving your car had REALLY small hands.
>"It was probably the same person who needed these wooden blocks to reach the pedals."
Hondo looked into the car for the first time.
>"Wait...wooden blocks?"
>"Yeah, silly...didn't you look down here at the GO and STOP pedals? There's two big blocks of wood."

Everything seemed obvious now...Hondo understood what had really happened.
Pinkie made her formal accusation;
>"It's obvious. It was LAWN GNOMES!"
>"Wait, Pinkie...what?"
>"All the lawn gnomes in town came to life and they've been joyriding in your car!"
Before Pinkie Pie could get sillier, Cookie came outside, holding Sweetie Belle by the arm of her pajamas.
>"Sweetie, tell your father what you just told me."

>>29828612
5/13
Sweetie didn't want to, but a sharp look from her mother got her talking.
>"Umm...Daddy, it was me and my friends who scratched your car.
>"We were playing Truth-or-Dare after school and Scootaloo dared me to drive around the block.
>"So I sorta took the spare key...we all got in and I carefully backed out of the driveway.
>"I was REALLY careful, but when I backed up I scraped the mailbox.
>"We got scared and put the car right back. We never even went out on the road!
>"I'm really, really, REALLY sorry!"

Everyone was silent for a moment until Pinkie said;
>"Wait...so lawn gnomes weren't involved at all?"
Rarity gave her sister an angry look, stamped her boot and stomped away angrily, slamming the front door behind her.

Cookie turned to Sweetie and scolded;
>"You are in VERY deep trouble young lady!
>"Not only did you do something you knew was wrong, you lied and told us you didn't know anything about it."
>"But I'm really, really sorry!"
Cookie was in no mood for that.
>"And you're going to be a lot sorrier!
>"Now go to your room. I will discuss this with your Father and then I will be up to give you your spanking."
Sweetie Belle gasped at the sound of her least favorite word in the whole world, but hurried away when her mother snapped;
>"Now!"

She was still angry, but Cookie calmed herself and spoke politely to Pinkie.
>"Thank you so much for your help, Pinkie Pie. Will you stay for lunch?"
The pink girl packed up her detective kit and replied;
>"No thank you, ma'am. I'm not even really supposed to be here now. I'm actually supposed to be grounded for doing something bad with a pineapple and the ceiling fan."
>"Oh, I see. Well, you better go on home now."
>"Okie-Dokie, have a nice day, Mrs. Rarity's Mom, Mr. Rarity's Dad."

As she skipped away, humming nonsensically, Hondo muttered;
>"How do her parents survive her?"
Cookie shook her head and added;
>"They've got 4 of them, you know. Each one stranger than the next."

>>29828621
6/13
Sweetie Belle sat on her bed, jumpy at every sound in the house. Mom had already declared her fate...she knew she was going to get spanked and very soon. Frantically she rehearsed what she'd say when Mom came through the door...hoping desperately there was something she could say that would get her out of trouble, or at least lessen the trouble she was in.

She heard footsteps in the hallway and held her breath. But it was not Mom...it was just Rarity, angrily stomping by.
>"Rarity!"
Her older sister stopped in front of the door, but did not look inside.
>"What do you want?"
>"Can I talk to you?"
The teenager snapped at her little sister angrily;
>"What do you expect me to say?
>"That was a really rotten, awful thing to do!
>"Letting Mother & Father think I'd damaged the car when you KNEW the truth!"
Sweetie was already crying, but having her sister mad at her made it worse.
>"I'm SORRY! I just got so scared! I didn't know what to do!"

Rarity walked into the room and replied;
>"Well how do you think I felt?
>"I almost got punished for something I didn't do!
>"Don't you think I was scared as well?"
Sweetie Belle felt awful. There was nothing she could do to make things better.
>"I'm so sorry...I just d-didn't know what to do."

Softening a little, Rarity sat down next to her weeping sister.
>"You should have told the truth.
>"Not just for my sake...you made things worse for yourself by lying."
Sweetie Belle sniffled and admitted;
>"I just got too scared to do anything."
>"You hoped somebody else would get blamed...like the paperboy, or me."
>"No! Not you! I felt awful when Mom said she was gonna paddle you...but I didn't know what to do."

>>29828625
7/13
Both girls were silent. Rarity knew how sorry, and scared Sweetie must feel so she set her anger aside and put an arm around her sister.
>"Now I'm gonna get a spanking.
>"Do you think it's gonna be bad?"
Rarity wanted to calm her frightened little sister, but there was no doubt it was going to be bad. Mom had threatened 'I'm going to take out my paddle and spank your bare naked bottom absolutely raw' and now that terrible sentence hung over Sweetie Belle's head like a guillotine blade.
>"Mother & Father both love us.
>"It will be bad, it will hurt terribly but you'll be okay.
>"For my part, I'm still angry. Letting me take the blame was an awful thing to do...but I can forgive you."
Sweetie Belle sniffled;
>"Thank you Rarity. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

The tender scene was broken up by the arrival of their mother, and just as Sweetie Belle had feared she was holding the paddle.
Rarity hopped to her feet and gave what little help she could.
>"Oh, Mother, I know what Sweetie did was wrong, but do you have to use that?"
Cookie heard Rarity out but reminded her;
>"Your sister was ready to let you take the blame for something she did. Have you considered that?"
>"Yes...yes I have, and she's apologized. We'll work that out as sisters.
>"So please, for what it's worth don't go hard on her on my account."
Cookie was impressed. She'd expected Rarity to be more spiteful about this.
>"Well, that's very mature of you...I will take your feelings into consideration.
>"And I'm sorry I assumed you were guilty. In the future I need to trust you more and assume you're telling me the truth.
>"But now I have to deal with your sister as I see fit, so please give us some privacy."

Rarity gave Sweetie a hug and whispered;
>"Good luck"
There was nothing more she could do. As Mother had commanded, she left.
Now it was just Mom & Sweetie.
And the paddle.

>>29828632
8/13
Sweetie had spent her time alone carefully preparing a defense strategy, but now that her doom was upon her no words came out of her mouth.
Mom spoke instead;
>"Sweetie Belle what you did was beyond belief...
>"You STOLE the spare key from your father's desk,
>"You did something DANGEROUS and ILLEGAL,
>"You DAMAGED something that was NOT YOURS,
>"You LIED when we asked you about it,
>"and you sat there silently and let us accuse your sister of what YOU did.
>"You're very lucky Rarity has been forgiving about this but you are still in big trouble."
Even as her mother scolded her, Sweetie's eyes were drawn to the terrible paddle.
>"Sweetie, look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Sweetie Belle had only felt that paddle once before...at the beginning of summer when Mom had first bought it from the Barbados lady who sold wooden stuff outside the grocery store. Both she and Rarity had gotten it that day, Rarity much worse than her, and since then they'd each gotten a few spankings but nothing to merit a terrible blistering with that wooden demon of pain.
>"M-Mommy, I'm sorry! It was just a h-hu-hu-harmless dare, we didn't mean to scratch the car!
>"I promise I'll p-pay for it!"
Cookie sighed;
>"Sweetie, you absolutely will pay for that damage, you're going to be doing extra chores for months to pay it off. That's going to cost hundreds of dollars to fix.
>"But what I'm more concerned about was how dangerous that was!
>"You are not old enough to drive a car and you do NOT know what you're doing!
>"What if you got in an accident? What if you, or your friends were hurt...or killed?
>"What if you hurt...or killed someone else?"
She took a deep breath and added;
>"Then lying about it when we asked you made it worse.
>"You and Rarity both know that lying alone is bad enough to earn you a sore fanny, but for all of this together...missy you are getting the tanning of your life!"

>>29828639
9/13
Cookie pulled her sobbing daughter to her feet and took Sweetie's spot on the bed. She took hold of the elastic of her pajama bottoms and pulled them down to her socks in one decisive motion.
>"We will talk more about this with your father, but right now it's time for your paddling."
Sweetie panicked, and pleaded for the life of her bottom.
>"Mommy, please, no! Don't use the p-p-paddle! I'm SORRY! I'll never do it again!"
Cookie scoffed at her youngest daughter's promise.
>"Oh, you bet you won't .
>"You aren't gonna be able to sit down until you're old enough to drive!"

Desperate, Sweetie strained to reach her dresser and snatched her hairbrush up. She offered it to Mom as an alternative.
>"Please, please just use this! It'll hurt enough, I swear!"
It was a futile effort. Sweetie's little plastic brush was half the size of Mom's wooden one...and even that would have been rejected. Today was a paddle day. Cookie took it from Sweetie Belle and set it down on the bed.
>"Stop trying to stall.
>"You've earned this so just behave yourself and we can get it over with."
Mom grasped the elastic of her simple pink panties with both hands and began to pull them down, but Sweetie frantically grabbed them, trying to hold them up.
>"Mommmmmaaaa, PLEEEAASEEEEE, not b-bare!"

Cookie was in no mood for this nonsense. She let go, grabbed Sweetie's plastic hairbrush and gave her a quick stinger on the chubby back of her bare thigh.
>"OWW!"
>"You better let go of those this instant or I will turn this brush over and use the bristle side!"
Hands trembling, eyes pouring out tears, Sweetie Belle obeyed, releasing her grip on that last little, thin layer of defense. Without another word Mom slid them down her legs to join her pajama pants, tangled around the girl's ankles. Sweetie was growing, but she felt tiny as she was pulled over Mom's lap, her naked bottom sitting up high and vulnerable.

>>29828644
10/13
Mom reached across Sweetie Belle's back and took a firm hold of her right arm, then crossed her own right leg over Sweetie's, locking the squirming girl down, unable to move. It terrified Sweetie...Mom only did this when it was going to be an especially bad spanking.

The last thing Sweetie saw through tear clouded eyes was her mother picking up the terrible paddle. No more waiting...no more stalling...any second now...
*WHACK*
>"WHHAAAHHH!"
Sweetie Belle howled as if she'd already been getting spanked for a half-hour. It was a release...she'd been terrified by the inevitability of this for so long that all the worry and fear just exploded out of her when the paddle struck her little naked rear. In truth, this had been building up since she, Apple Bloom & Scootaloo had taken the keys 4 days ago and put that awful scratch in Daddy's car. Sweetie had hoped and wished to avoid it but all that time she'd known this spanking was coming.

Also; it really, REALLY hurt.

Cookie Crumbles hadn't been exaggerating when she told Sweetie this would be the tanning of her life, but she knew that to give a long spanking she had to ease into it. Start too fast and a girl's tender bottom will bruise. Like an oven it needed to be warmed up slowly.
So Cookie worked methodically and mercifully, covering Sweetie's rear end with firm but careful smacks, laying on an even coat of pink before the real work could begin.

Poor Sweetie Belle did not appreciate the subtlety of her mother's work. Her bottom was already stinging like she'd sat down upon a hornet's nest...but unlike that hornet's nest she couldn't jump off. The stings just kept coming, one after another, building up an awful pain that had the little girl bawling her eyes out with no care for whether the neighbors or the whole town could hear.

>>29828650
11/13
With the prep work done Cookie Crumbles began the real task. Sweetie Belle had crossed multiple lines this day and wasn't going be allowed up until she had a genuine, bona-fide red bottom.
>"WwwwhhhHHHHAAAAaaaaaAAHH! MOOOOMMMAAAA! Please, PLEASE STOP!"
Not a chance, little girl.
Cookie brought the paddle down faster and harder, each spank filling the house with a loud, echoing crack. The only thing louder was her daughter's wailing. This was going to be a spanking Sweetie Belle remembered for a very long time.
>"No more! NO MORE! BWWHHhaaaahhhHHAAA! Please!"

The paddle was perfectly designed for this job. Light and stiff, it cracked the surface and left fiery pain wherever it struck, but was not heavy enough to bruise Sweetie's skinny bottom. She had not begun to mature and fill out yet, so there was not much meat on Sweetie Belle's backside, but every bit of it was screaming out in pain right now, and she wasn't even close to being done.

Cookie was glad she'd taken the effort to lock Sweetie Belle down so tightly. The girl squirmed and tried to escape with every muscle in her little body. She did not hold it against her daughter...poor Sweetie was in agony...she had no control. Cookie even pitied her, she knew this experience was mind-bendingly awful. But rather that sapping her resolve it steeled Cookie to make sure this terrible lesson would never have to be repeated. As much as it hurt to punish her baby with this terrible paddle it was insignificant compared to the pain of losing her to a traffic accident over a stupid game of Truth-or-Dare. Cookie was making sure Sweetie Belle would choose 'Truth' next time...in more ways than one.

>>29828660
12/13
Sweetie Belle was by now beyond begging. She could only babble and scream...the horrible pain was more than her rear end could contain, she felt it all over her body and it only got worse with every spank.
Somewhere in a part of her brain that remained conscious and not dominated by agony she made herself promises;
>I'm never gonna take something that isn't mine again!
>I'm never gonna let my friends dare me into something stupid!
>I'm never gonna drive a car underage!
>I'm never gonna lie to Mom & Dad again!
She wished she could go back in time and live by these promises 4 days ago, but it was impossible. This terrible spanking was like a mountain she had to cross but in her position, face down with eyes full of stinging tears, she couldn't even see the top.

With Sweetie's bottom a serious shade of hot pink Cookie knew it was time for a Grand Finale. She'd been working hard, smacking away at her daughter's little rear end but she'd saved some strength to make a final impression.

She paused.
Sweetie seemed to sense her true doom was at hand. This wasn't over...it was about to get worse.
Cookie Crumbles laid into Sweetie, spanking her hard and fast, more than once every second. She concentrated on the lower parts of Sweetie's cheeks, where it hurt the most. The girl twisted and tried to buck herself off mother's lap but she was held too firmly. All she could do was scream as fast as she could get air into her little lungs.

Sweetie Belle had no idea how long this final blast of punishment lasted; to her in felt like an eternity. To the Minnie Mouse clock on the wall it was less than 45 seconds...and then Cookie stopped. She released her grip on her daughter and rubbed her shoulders.
>"Alright, we're done now, baby."

>>29828666
Last/13
Sapped of her strength, Sweetie Belle lay draped over her mother's lap and sobbed. Now that the terrible paddle had done its work there seemed no safer or more comfortable place in the world. All Sweetie wanted to do was stay there on Momma's lap and cry.
Cookie let her do it, and even when Sweetie had the strength to pull herself upright and curl up under her mother's chin she let her do it as long as she wished.

It was hours before Sweetie Belle wanted to come out of her room. She'd inspected her poor, tortured rump in the mirror and found it as red as one of the fruits on Apple Bloom's trees. She'd thought that was just a figure of speech...a heinie couldn't possibly get bright red, could it? But she'd learned today that it could and Sweetie had to admit she deserved it. She changed into her favorite loose yellow skirt, and a pair of panties she'd 'borrowed' from Rarity because they were looser and didn't chafe so much on her sore bottom.

When she finally did come out of her room the first person she sought out was her father. It was his car she had taken, and damaged, and she wanted to apologize and begin setting things right. She found him in the driveway.
>"D-Daddy...I'm really sorry."
Her father asked calmly, without pity or anger in his voice;
>"Sorry for what you did, or sorry Mom gave you a spanking?"
She answered quickly;
>"I'm sorry I took your key. I'm sorry I scratched your car and then lied about it. I'm sorry I almost let Rarity take the blame."
He accepted her honest apology, and pulled her to his side for a hug.
>"And I promise I'll pay you back for the repairs."
>"Oh, you most certainly will, little lady."
>"Is there anything I can do right now?"
Hondo thought about it for a moment and answered;
>"Actually there is.
He handed her a bucket and a damp rag.
>"You can clean up all the powdered sugar Pinkie Pie dusted in there."

END

Vega has a new story in the Slave Pony General. Some spanking and that humiliation I crave in the follow-up. Opening up new branches of humiliation for me.

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29757729/#29776934

>Anon's note to you reminds you to do the laundry, like your cheeks didn't do that themselves.
>Looking around she finds you on the couch and smothers a giggle seeing the big bag of ice located on your flanks.
>"So i guess anon wasn't exaggerating about having to discipline you huh?"
"having" to discipline, always a favorite
>"Oh you can be so stubborn girl, I'm sure that's how you ended up like this in the first place."
>The indignity of being toted around against your will
>Finally she releases your quivering backside and gives you a quick pat on the seat.
>the sugar cube bit, so cute to see Twilight's sentience being turned off like a light
>"Glad to see your not too mad at me huh?"
>She ruffles your mane with her free hand and you feel a bit manipulated.
>She opens the door and then looks back at you.
>"And of course behave!"
>Give you a seemingly friendly smile she leaves and closes the door behind her.

>>29824531
I keep being surprised at how young some people with this interest can be. I would've guessed everyone was like DCFTEF, who at least has the excuse of growing up within a few decades of spanking being the norm.

Polls indicate that spanking hasn't gone away in the USA, but it's been utterly obliterated from American culture.

>>29829388

I'm in college and in my mid twenties....I'm not THAT young. Far too old to spank!

>>29824666
When I started I wrote because there were themes I wanted to explore. Lately I think my favorite themes have been written pretty well. Inspiration will still come to me, like it did for that piano story, but there's way more corner time in stories now than there was when I started. Admittedly, I'm getting a bit tired of dipping into the catalog for all my pony spanking content. In the past I said I'm satisfied with the stories in the archive but lately I do feel like I want more, from others and maybe even from me.

Krish descends from on high to deliver humiliation and parent-talk to those who believe.

You missed some of the lesser-seen writefags. Still waiting for CPL Punishment to return. Based SternyMares does great drawings, and based Skyehigh even writes now and then! Then there's the based anons who post oneswats.

>>29825084
I liked your really short Sweetie Belle greentext.

>>29822528

and now DC. Feedback later but these quotes stand out.
>lying alone is bad enough to earn you a sore fanny
>You aren't gonna be able to sit down until you're old enough to drive!
>She let go, grabbed Sweetie's plastic hairbrush and gave her a quick stinger on the chubby back of her bare thigh.
>Like an oven it needed to be warmed up slowly.
>laying on an even coat of pink before the real work could begin.
>wasn't going be allowed up until she had a genuine, bona-fide red bottom
>She had not begun to mature and fill out yet, so there was not much meat on Sweetie Belle's backside,
>Cookie was making sure Sweetie Belle would choose 'Truth' next time...in more ways than one.
>This terrible spanking was like a mountain she had to cross but in her position, face down with eyes full of stinging tears, she couldn't even see the top.
> She'd inspected her poor, tortured rump in the mirror and found it as red as one of the fruits on Apple Bloom's trees. She'd thought that was just a figure of speech...a heinie couldn't possibly get bright red, could it?

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> "I'm actually supposed to be grounded for doing something bad with a pineapple and the ceiling fan."

Now that's the spanking story I want to read.

>New story

WOO NELLY

>>29828674
Harsh and realistic at the same time, I loved it! I'm a sucker for "finales" too.

Quick Page 9 Bump

>>29828674
I love the endings of your stories, DC, because you always have a great wrap up and resolve the problems between the parents and kids in a believable way. Daddy and daughter scenarios are admittedly my favorite, though.

Pinkie was also adorable as usual, and the ending line made me laugh. Great work man

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28791909/#28844646

>"Now Fluttershy, don't run off again."
>"If you do, I have half a mind to move up from the mere warning swats you received today to something *far* more serious for you and your little butterbutt."
>he gives her rear-end a squeeze

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28791909/#28835842
ChuckSchuld when?

>>29829565
Watch out, you never know.

>>29831551
>Daddy and daughter scenarios are admittedly my favorite, though.
The obvious question is: If Sweetie scratched her father's car why wasn't it him who gave the spanking?

As a general rule I try to stick with 'offend against one parent and it's the other parent who'll spank you'. That has the twofold effect of removing anger or revenge as a motivation for the punishment and presenting a united front of both parents.

I'll try to think of a Daddy-Daughter scenario for an upcoming story, to satisfy those craving that particular kink. Suggestions, anyone?

>>29832153
Fuck dude, I dunno. That story would just take time I don't have. It would certainly be the longest thing I ever wrote.

>>29829602
>I liked your really short Sweetie Belle greentext
Thanks, but which one?

>>29832978
That said, I will probably do it later on when I'm a bit more used to doing stuff more than a few paragraphs long.

>>29832284
Daddy daughter... Night Light and Twilight. Has that really been done before?

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>>29833930
>Night Light and Twilight
Yeah, it was actually the second to last story I wrote, in the early February thread.

Here's the pic that went along with it.

>>29834263
Shit, this is what I get for missing threads. I miss shit and look like an asshole.

UNF this is some good shit tho.

In that case, the time that Cheerilee as a little filly does something really bad and gets a spanking, maybe?

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>>29828674
Great story, DC! One question, though…
What happened to Scoots and AB?

>>29833027
I think it was your first. Sweetie corner time. All your stuff is interesting.

>>29834825
One thing I don't see enough of is miscreants being sent to other households to be punished for doing something bad to that household.

>>29835534
There was one like that, with Diamond Tiara spanked by Applejack. I can't remember the name.

>>29835643
3 slaps from hell?

>>29835534
Oh, the one with Rarity? Yeah, that's definitely the longest story I've ever done.

>Rainbow Dash is not subtle
>Or tactful
>Or...
>She's a nice pony. Let's leave it at that
>The plan was to embark from Sweet Apple Acres on a day hike
>no fillies who need life advice (and a primer on personal space) tagging along
>Just AJ and Rainbow Dash
>All the Apples pitched in for dinner
>The Apple family way is to have guests not lift a hoof
>All RD had to do was play along
>Which went fine until halfway through dinner
"We're going to visit some AWESOME waterfalls not too far from here."
>Granny Smith was supportive
"It'll be nice teh make some memories without some catastrophe happening."
"Yeah, it's gonna be pretty damn cool."
>Rainbow Dash had picked up this slang from a sporting magazine
>The young Apples' mouths sprung open in shock
>Applejack had warned Rainbow Dash a few times about Granny Smith's old-school ways
>not in a while though
>maybe what's happening is her fault, AJ thought guiltily
>Granny's down-home demeanor was now replaced with emotion one might see at a sundown duel in Appleoosa
"What did ye just say?"
"Um, nothing, uh, Granny Smith."
>Rainbow Dash was well underway to winning the Equestrian hoof-tapping title
"I'm not deaf, Rainbow Dash. We don't tolerate that kinda language on the farm. Come with me if ye know what's good for ya."

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>>29835908
>Rainbow Dash looked to the other Apples
>they motioned for her to follow Granny
>off to a corner of the dining room
"Stay here."
"What are you doing?"
"Hush. All in good time."
>Rainbow Dash could see Granny Smith digging through cabinets
>She grabbed a bar of soap and held it with just a few of her teeth
>ran it under the faucet and lathered up a good layer of suds on the surface
>She brought it to Rainbow
"Puh dis in er moeh"
"What?"
>Rainbow Dash had a good guess what Granny wanted
>Maybe she could play dumb
>Granny grabbed her muzzle and turned Rainbow's face towards her
>With some frustration (it tasted bad!) she pointed a hoof at the bar of soap in her mouth
>and pointed at Rainbow Dash's mouth
>Applejack broke the standoff, not wanting her friend to get in further trouble
>"Just put it in your mouth, Rainbow"
"Okay..." (grumble)
>She put it just barely in her mouth, like Granny did
>But Granny said that wasn't good enough
(pth!) "Get that bar up in there."
"Mu I dough wan--!"
>Slowly, yet insistently, Granny Smith jammed it where she wanted it
>Sweet Celestia it tasted awful!
"Still got a bad attitude?"
(hmph!)
>Rainbow Dash's brow was furrowed at the indignity
>And of course, the soapy taste
"Maybe you need your rump spanked too."
>Rainbow was not thinking clearly
>Brain clouded by soap suds
>That was Applejack's only explanation for what followed
"Yeh got 5 seconds to wipe that look off yer snout, missy."
"5... 4... 3..." (Rainbow Dash snorted) "2... 1..."
"That's it, looks like I gotta beat a mule outta ya."

>Granny grabbed a clean bucket and told the blue pony to spit the soap into it
>She didn't have to be told twice
>she tried to spit out all the soap from her mouth
(pth! pugh!)
>Rainbow was less enthused about what Granny did next
>It wasn't Granny Smith's first time dragging a naughty pony over her knee
>And she suspected it wouldn't be the last
>The blue color was a change of pace

>>29836192
>Lately Granny was used to dealing with a yellow rump in this position
>A little less often, some white and orange
>But sometimes, even now, she would see bits of red and a different shade of orange from this vantage point
>And years ago they were frequent sights
>That is, aside from the red color she added to her grandfoals' coats

>Granny didn't want her dinner to get cold
>Dash's insolence was another reason Granny went straight to the crop
>This was too harsh for Apple Bloom
>Definitely an implement for a full-size filly
>Granny felt nothing else needed to be said
>She was upset, and rather than using stinging words, she stung Rainbow's rear with the riding crop
(wsshSMACK!)
>Rainbow Dash was brave
(crack!)
>Rainbow Dash was not some blankflank foal
(wsshSTING!)
>Rainbow Dash couldn't see her rump
>with each new stinger across both cheeks, resistance was harder and harder to muster
(wsshCRACK! wsshCRACK! wsshCRACK!)
>Rainbow Dash was scared
>and audibly hurting
"Oww!" (hic) "Granny I-- OW OW OW OW!"

>maybe Granny was deaf
>she sure wasn't responding to any of Dash's entreaties
>or, was--
(wsshCRACK!)
>--the flurry of whiplike, harsh smacks across her athletic backside Granny's response to Rainbow Dash?

>After a few more crop cracks, Granny Smith ended the spanking
"Back in the corner, half-pint."
>Rainbow Dash was long past disagreeing
>Even if she thought for a moment she wasn't a half-pint
>Rainbow must have looked like one, a spanked filly in the corner like she was a third of her age
>Her apparent age was done no favors when Granny Smith insisted that she put the bar of soap back into her mouth

"Sit here 'n' wait. After the polite ponies finish their supper ye can spit that out, missy."

>RD didn't take any chances
>No look other than her tear-stained face
(Ah!)
>Sitting on the floor hurt her tush all over again
>She assumed this part was non-negotiable

>>29836321
>The Apples must be used to this sort of thing
>They carried on dinner like nothing happened
>Rainbow sat and watched, shifting her weight in vain to try and find a position that didn't remind her what a naughty pony she was
>She wondered how her bottom looked from the dinner table
>Could anypony see the stripes tracing up her rear?

>Dinner passed agonizingly slow
>The other ponies talked about their days
>Rainbow Dash tried to keep her mind off her spanking by following along
>This plan back(side) fired when Apple Bloom kept talking about what a HOT, SCORCHING day it was

>Finally, Granny Smith came back to the spanked filly corner

"Alright, I reckon you suffered enough. Just don't do it again, y'hear?"
"I hear ya, Granny! Loud and clear!"
"Yer dinner might be a little cold so we can heat it up for ya."
>heat was the last thing she wanted right now
"No thanks, Granny. I'll just eat it the way it is."
"Suit yerself."

>As the two hikers got ready for bed, Applejack surveyed the damage
"Ah guess I shoulda warned ya some more."
"I shouldn't need any more warnings again from this house."
>Applejack channeled her brother
"Eeyup"

>the next day went just about as planned
>the riding crop stripes had faded, but not entirely
>Rainbow Dash was thankful they were travelling secluded trails
>every patch of shade was welcome relief from the effect the sun had on the remainder of the spank marks

"Rainbow, you say your tail is rainbow, but I think it looks red from here."
"Can it, AJ!"
"Bahahaha!"
"Does Granny Smith still spank you?"
>Applejack's eyes darted back and forth and she scrunched up her muzzle
"M-maybe."
"Start talking, 'missy.'"

The two had a lot to talk about, spankings both recent and not-so-recent, and witnessed and sadly, experienced firsthoof.

END

Thoughts on this story
I couldn't sleep so I wrote it
Have minimal experience with mouth soaping
Two hot lines stolen from the comments here:
https://derpibooru.org/771266

>>29836383
That was harsh for one D word, and not being a family member. But Dashie could probably have used some soaping and spanking regardless.

Muh dick.

>>29836407
Definitely could use some revision and justification

I did want it to be harsh, like Granny was out of step with the world and only she would take such offense.

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>>29836383
I think this is an underused idea; Granny Smith treating a Mane 6 age filly like a little foal.

I liked it (and the thread needs a bump); more complete thoughts later.

>>29837119
I think Granny and Pinkie would be a very interesting pairing. Pinkie is already like a little filly sometimes, and she seems like the type of character that would hear Granny tell her to get over her knee and just do it without hesitation and squeal sorries over the elder mare's knee while her tush gets positively roasted.

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>>29817496
There is a color version.

>>29838239
Poor Pinkie looks resigned and scared at the same time. Trixie's gonna probably get worse for fighting too.

https://e621.net/post/show/594107/ambiguous_gender-anthro-blue_eyes-blue_fur-blue_ha

>>29838459
Rara the dom is a bit overused, but it fits. Hot

Lettin' the thread reach page 9?

That's a Paddlin'.

>>29839461
For you that is.

>>29839814

Nope. Too old. Sorry, doc, my butt be off-limits.

Page 8 bump.

>Pinkie Pie was walking all over her closed room
>She was terrified
>Her mind was actually going faster than her feet

>She had been given permission to organize a big party for her friends in one of the barns
>No event or reason, just for the sake of it
>This gave her a lot of thematic freedom
>She got lost between all the ideas and preparations
>By the time she realized, it was dark
>Time had flied by
>She forgot to do all her chores
>That was the condition, organize the party but don't forget your chores
>The realization made her freeze in place, and without doing anything else she silently walked towards the house, eyes wide open and mouth shut.
>Inside the house her mother was waiting for her
>Eyes closed, she simply pointed towards Pinkie's room
>Pinkie obeyed without saying a word

>>29840733
>It had been half an hour
>Her parents probably thuoght she did it on purpose
>That she cared more about her parties than helping
>But her parties were a form of helping others, there are a lot of ways to help
>In all this time, Pinkie hadn't stopping walking from one extreme to the other
>Smarter than some may assume, she had mentally organised a sincere, formal apology for the incident
>She was going to make it clear that she didn't intend to disregard the needs of the rock farm, and that she was willing to abandon the plans for her party and redouble her efforts for the time being
>The door opened

>>29840784
>Pinkie instantly stood in place, her heart racing
>Mother walked in
>Pinkie took a deep breath, ready to speak
>Ignoring her, her mother closed the door, walked towards her daughter's bed and sat down
>Pinkie watched, her heart skipped a beat
"Pinkamena." said her mother in an all too familiar tone
>Still standing in place, Pinkie took some heavy breaths, about to break and cry
>Her mother simply opened her eyes and looked at her
>Pinkie reacted instantly, walking towards her mother
>She dutifully, on her own, laid across her mother's lap, it was almost instinctive
>Without saying a word, without waiting a second, mother moved Pinkie's skirt and underwear out of her hand's way, and held her back with one hand

>>29840882
>And so Pinkie received a firm spanking from her mother
>The palm struck Pinkie's chubby buttocks with intimidating precission
>Right in the sitting area
>Alternating between each cheek without missing
>Pinkie was kicking and crying in response
>Being in this situation enough times had allowed her to perfect her kicking and crying
>She wasn't getting in the way of her punishment at all, but still reacting to it in accordance to how she felt
>Kicking very fast, crying her heart out
>She could never get used to it

>The spanking got briefly harsher before stopping
>Pinkie's bawling and kicking continued for a while
>Her mother did nothing, just sat there with her daughter over her lap, letting her catch her breath
>It wasn't clear how long the spanking lasted, it felt like an eternity to Pinkie, but the waiting for Pinkie to calm down had to be several times longer in reality
>Eventually no more noise was heard from Pinkie
>Her mother helped her stand up
>Cleaned her daughter's tears away with a tissue
>Gave her forehead a big, long kiss
>And gave her a tight hug
"It's all forgiven." She whispered into Pinkie's ear. "Rest well, tomorrow is another day and you still have a party to organize."
The End.

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>>29841081
This is so fucking cute. It reminds me of something I might write, except not shit.
I can't help but think Pie spankings would be much harsher, but that's just the ultra-traditional rock farm Pies. Who knows what the suburban >No hooves Pies would do?

>>29841170
>No hooves

>>29841081
While I also think of the Pies as being the kind of family that would spank the hardest out of any of the Mane 6's parents, this was cute and more realistic feeling. Pinkie knew she fucked up, and because she's a sweet and loving soul, she took her punishment like a big girl. Hot and heartwarming work, thanks!

>"Pinkamena." said her mother in an all too familiar tone

Love it, that strong silent type thing going on. When all a girl needs to hear is her mom saying her name firmly to know what's coming next, you know that her mom commands a lot of respect.

shit

>>29841840
This is how (not) to deal with a bully of your daughter

>>29837119
Take your time. I owe you feedback too.

>>29838239
wasn't there a huge picture showing off many ponies in that conveyor belt just like this one ?

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A few, actually, by bottleneckbaby on DA.

>>29843344
Gosh, that was a tragic story with her. She made such good stuff. Can't believe she killed herself

>>29842309
What u talkin bout Willis

>>29835908
>>no fillies who need life advice (and a primer on personal space) tagging along
Funny callback to the Scootaloo nightmare episode.

>"Yeah, it's gonna be pretty damn cool."
>We don't tolerate that kinda language on the farm. Come with me if ye know what's good for ya."
Seems to escalate kinda quickly here...there's no 'slow burn' from Granny. Fits the needs of the story I guess.

>Applejack broke the standoff, not wanting her friend to get in further trouble
>"Just put it in your mouth, Rainbow"
I can imagine all 3 younger Apples sitting there, mouths agape, in dumbstruck disbelief about what's happening.
AJ: "Oh lawrd, Rainbow, I dun warned ya a dozen times about Granny!"
AB: "Oh no, when she tells every pony about this the whole town is gonna think we're hicks even more than they already do!"
BM: "Eeyup." And maybe suppressed arousal?

>Lately Granny was used to dealing with a yellow rump in this position
>A little less often, some white and orange
>But sometimes, even now, she would see bits of red and a different shade of orange from this vantage point
I like the way you handled that, expecting the reader to know exactly who you're talking about without using any names.

>Granny went straight to the crop
Someday we're going to have to do an inventory of all the spanking implements that have been attributed to Granny Smith. Switch...hairbrush...paddle...crop. That mare must have a closet set aside just for her collection.

>Rainbow Dash was long past disagreeing
>Sitting on the floor hurt her tush all over again
>She assumed this part was non-negotiable
Post spanking stuff is difficult to do. You came up with a few great details here.

>The Apples must be used to this sort of thing
>They carried on dinner like nothing happened
Probably worried about provoking Granny into using the crop again...

>Apple Bloom kept talking about what a HOT, SCORCHING day it was
Innocent conversation...or subtle teasing?

Good stuff all the way.

Smack

>>29840733 (Pinkie story)
>Her parents probably thought she did it on purpose
>That she cared more about her parties than helping
>But her parties were a form of helping others, there are a lot of ways to help
Kind of a sad line, actually, highlighting Pinkie's borderline autistic disconnect with the rest of the world.

>mother moved Pinkie's skirt and underwear out of her hand's way
Until this point I had assumed this was a pony world story.

>>And so Pinkie received a firm spanking from her mother
No lecture, no pre-spanking begging or trying to get out of it. Definitely a different approach than most of us writefags take, and it could really only work with this family. Direct, no argument obedience is expected and Pinkie knows it.

Nice, sensitive little story there.

Welp, got some more written, finally...homework's not completely done, but if I do any more IT work and Physics, my head is going to pop.

No spanking yet in this story, but I'm sure you all can anticipate just how screwed this kid is from the final line.

It never ceased to amaze me, how quickly a day could go from sweet to sour. I woke up without my usual headache, and before my alarm clock went off. I had my favorite breakfast, one that Momm...my Mom fixed for me with lots of cinnamon and even red pepper flakes! Even trotting off to school wasn’t as bad, since it’s coming on spring now, and the sun rises earlier No more going to school in the dark of the morning.

I got there before the bell rang, sitting to the side of the classroom as I did all of my homework from the night before, smirking at the other fillies and colts trying frantically to finish theirs, comparing notes and copying answers from one another before Mrs. Linea came through the door. Of course, my work was done when she came in. I’m one smart cookie, after all.

Well...maybe not all that smart, I thought to myself, with a glance upward at my best friend, floating above me with a smirk on his reptilian face as he gave a little twirl in the air before uttering a short hissing laugh. Oh, he wasn’t going to help...not with this. Even if it was partially his fault!

Not that he could help with anything, given that nopony but me can see him or hear him, but still! It was the principle of the thing!

The note from Mrs. Linea hung very heavy in my saddlebags. I knew it couldn't possibly be that heavy...paper had barely any mass...but it sure seemed that way whenever she sent a note home. And somehow Mom and Dad always seemed to know everything that happened, even if I sneakily opened the envelope and read the letter myself!

I only did that once, that’s for sure…

Mrs. Linea had started class with Mathematics, as she always does. She says it’s best to do the hardest stuff in the early morning when our minds are still fresh. Either way, the lesson was really easy stuff. Simple subtraction, you just count down or make some tally marks. Then she set us the problem 5-7. I immediately wrote down -2 and she told me I was /wrong/.

I wasn’t about to take that lying down, no way! I know my math! She was wrong, and I told her so!

“You’re wrong! It is too negative two!” I yelled, earning me a glare from her.

“Sit down and be quiet. There are no numbers below zero. You cannot subtract seven from five.” she had told me...and then it happened.

“Why are you teaching math if you’re so stupid you don’t know about negative numbers?” I had screamed at her, stomping my hoof on the table and accidentally singeing one of my (thankfully blank) papers.

That would have been bad enough, I thought to myself as I looked at my saddlebag, wondering if I could claim that the note accidentally caught fire from how upset and angry and scared I was. Which would be true! Except Mom would never buy it, and I’d probably get in even more trouble for lying.

I trotted on, thinking back some more, now about halfway to my house. At least the sun was nice and hot on my back now…I love it when Princess Celestia makes the day nice and warm. It’s like a hug, except it’s all around your body, and it lasts all day!!!

Calling my teacher stupid had gotten me sent to the principal’s office. Somehow, miraculously, I didn’t get spanked there! Maybe because the principal agreed with me…then she told me quite simply that the other foals weren’t ready to learn about negative numbers yet. Really, was that so hard to say?

I got sent back to class with a detention for that recess, just because apparently I need to learn respect for authority. Which wasn’t good, but at least I managed to escape a paddling. Principal Aquaria likes me but she has a mean horn whenever an unruly student gets too squirrely. Trust me, I know from personal experience.

The day should have gone swimmingly from there. We were even set to learn about elemental magic in class after lunch! I had been waiting all year for this lesson. Maybe now I could learn more about my best friend, why he did some of the things he did, and said some of the things he said!

I had sat in my desk very eagerly, even making sure to be good during my detention…writing lines all recess, ugh. At least I managed to get all forty of them written…so Miss Linea wouldn’t send me out again. And the lesson had started awesomely. I hadn’t know that Fire was the element of Passion, or that it could also be used to purify things like metals. Even learning about Water magic…EW!...was amazing in its own right.

But then the horror had happened. When we were about to get to what Miss Linea called Elementals, she stopped and looked at the class. “Now, the rest of this lesson is going to be about mythology. Ponies of old held that certain animals were made of the magic we just talked about. However, modern magical science has proven that these creatures do not exist.”

What? Was she blind as well as stupid? Sure, most ponies couldn’t see my best friend, but some could! I knew Principal Aquaria had seen him! So why couldn’t Miss Linea? I stood up and whistled him out, causing the teacher to glare at me as he appeared above my head.

“Miss, they do SO exist! I’ve seen one! One of those lizards is my best friend!” I called out, before she could tell me to be quiet and mature again.

“Heart, this is no time for playing pretend. There is no such thing as a salamander. Now sit down, be quiet, and listen when I am teaching. You already caused enough trouble for today.” She had told me, but I had the bit between my teeth.

“He. Is. Right. Here. Floating. Above. My. Head.” I snapped at her, making a shooing motion at him to send him over to float in front of her. As he complied, I fixed the teacher with my own glare. “There, see!”

“Heart, there is nothing there. I cannot see your imaginary friend. Now it’s time to stop playing, sit down, and be mat-” she had started, but I cut across her, angry now.

“HE IS FLOATING RIGHT ABOVE YOUR HEAD, YOU BLIND BATTY OLD BIMBO-BITCH BUFFOON!!!” I shouted at her, angered past all reason now.

>>29845971
Dis colt. Dis colt gonna get WHOOPED.

I like his personality, though. He'll be a smart cookie when he gets older and more mature.

>>29846064

I woooooooouldn't be too sure of that one.

>>29845753
Honestly, there's a pretty good chance I'm autistic, and I don't have nearly Pinkie's disconnect with the world.

>>29846231
Pinkie has the complete lack of comprehension of her fellow human/pony beings, but with extreme extroversion instead of extreme introversion.

>>29846256
Never thought that before, but I think you're right.

>>29845971
This all sounds familiar but I don't remember where it's from.
Got a link back to the beginning so we can refresh our memories? Some of us are old and senile.

>>29846878

This is the beginning, I just rewrote it and added the rest of what happened at school. That's why it's familiar.

I'll try to finish it tonight if I can.

Also, I have a question for you specifically, I'll send it on the forum in a few seconds.

>>29846256
Meant to type "of someone with severe Autism" after "Pinkie has the complete lack of comprehension (…)". The way it is kinda makes it sound like I'm saying all Autistic people have that going on, which is in no way true.

>>29846256
Let's face it, Pinkie would be fucking unbearable in real life.

>>29847166
It depends. You'd need to tell her to calm down sometimes, but she's a kind girl and would try to respect your wishes.

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"Rarity, I told you to turn around and get your nose in that corner until I'm finished with your sister!

"It will be your turn soon enough..."

>>29847768
I rike

>>29841081
I really enjoy that this has different themes than most of the stories here. The cause for the spanking is logical too.

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29409842/#29428006

This has potential.

for how understated it is, I sure keep coming back to the Diamanda dragon story.

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29217277/#29303147

In fact I think I enjoy it because of that nebulousness... it's like a dream or a long-lost memory.

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Page 9 Bump question;

All of them got in trouble together at camp.
Since none of you has time for this shit Celestia will be responsible for punishing two of them, Luna will punish two of them and you, Camp Counselor Anon, will take two. Whoever is done first will handle the leftover 7th.

You may decide whether or not to use an implement but you are required to spank their bare behinds until a pre-determined shade of pinkness has been achieved.

OPTIONAL:
You may choose a third girl and spank her yourself (the Sisters will appreciate this because tomorrow is Penis Inspection Day and they have a lot of work getting ready for that).
>or
You may choose to let one girl...the least guilty...off the hook.

>>29847768
>doesn"t turn around

>>29848652
Rainbow and Pinkie I would take. I would take my time until they'd be bawling.

Was wondering through the board, found something that might be to this thread's liking.
>>29847978

>>29848652
>pinkness

These girls won't learn unless their butts are blazing red.

>>29849072
Woa that writefag sounds like he's been here before. It sounds much the same as when writefags wrote judicial scenes on this thread in the past.

Speaking of judicial, hey DC, do you have any more sequels planned for your newest judicial storyline?

Do you guys think Pinkie's parents spanked her to the point of what we would consider abuse? Amish folk don't fuck around. Do you think word of Pinkie's various shenanigans would reach their ears, and a letter from them would demand Pinkie visit home for a day for a "talk"?

This thread is so dead brah
>>29849406
I think Pinkie would get on that train with a pretty big frowny face. She knows she's coming back to Ponyville with a tush that looks like a tomato.

There was one short one shot that had Marble Pie getting thrashed by Igneous that I can't find. It was really good and feelsy.

>>29849406
>>29850043

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29217277/#29302648

>>29850695
Lawdie that is hot.

I'm going to post this empty bump, and no one can stop me!!!

>>29848652
>unknown to the girls, CHS had every student's parents sign a form authorizing corporal punishment

>>29849072
I concur with Anon, this writing sounds very familiar. I had to search the archive to be sure it hadn't already been posted.

>>29849406

>Do you guys think Pinkie's parents spanked her to the point of what we would consider abuse?
Yes, but for the sake of my enjoyment, no.

>Do you think word of Pinkie's various shenanigans would reach their ears, and a letter from them would demand Pinkie visit home for a day for a "talk"?
Absolutely. Would it even say "talk"? They might be up front with her yet still expect her obedience. Or Marble Pie arrives in Ponyville and drags Pinkie by the ear all the way back home. Maybe using train, depending on how strict they are with being rock amish.

>>29850043

>There was one short one shot that had Marble Pie getting thrashed by Igneous that I can't find. It was really good and feelsy.

Line 353? https://pastebin.com/YdPyUqbt
>Silence.
>They were both ponies of few words.

Page 9 bump

>>29849072
>found something that might be to this thread's liking.
>>29849096
>that writefag sounds like he's been here before.
Guilty. That's one of mine. Just a quickie I wrote instead of sleeping last night.

>Speaking of judicial, hey DC, do you have any more sequels planned for your newest judicial storyline?
I actually plan on doing two more stories featuring Sergeant Ivory Lance...all exploring different points in his life.

Part 1 you saw, when he's a young NCO recently assigned to the Special Disciplinary Detachment, administering his first judicial whipping.

Part 2 Nomine and I have been discussing; years later Ivory Lance is an experienced veteran of spanking duty...but he's pushed out of his comfort zone by an unexpected job.

Part 3 is on FiMFiction; it's the 'Three Cadets' story. Ivory is by now an instructor at the Canterlot Military Academy, nearing the end of his career. He's not the focus of the story, but he appears as the designated spanker of 3 unruly cadets.

Part 4 will explore Ivory Lance's life after retirement...adjusting to civilian life and enjoying time with his grandfoals.

I always resisted creating a pony OC, but as long as it's not a self-insert Mary Sue I guess I can live with it.

>>29853102

Not to hijack the thread into a discussion on OC's, but I do actually want to throw something out there, since I haven't had a chance to write today.

I actually don't have an issue with self-insert Mary Sues. I'm not saying I like them, but I try to give the creators the benefit of the doubt....Most young writers, and by that I mean new and inexperienced, start out creating some kind of self-insert or mary sue character.

As a certain orange dog once put it, "suckin at something is the first step towards being sorta good at something"

DC, I just want to say that I personally enjoy Ivory as a character. Whether or not he's a self-insert...and from speaking with you, I don't believe he is...he's still an enjoyable character to read about.

Anyways, getting off my soapbox now, back to our regularly scheduled program.

>SMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACK

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>Boss said you're still due for a paddling once you heal

>>29837119
Yes on this. A lot of good can be done to a filly by a mare treating her the way she's been acting.

>>29844297
Thanks for the details. Overall this story is hastily-made and it shows. I spent longer on it than I was planning, and I wanted to get to bed, so I rushed.

How it escalated so fast:
tired & lazy
In this version Ponyville, Granny has a history of bustin' butts and washing out mouths if ponies do something similar to what Rainbow did. Granny wouldn't want to appear unfair if she soaped Apple Bloom for a swear but not Rainbow Dash. And like someone says, she probably deserved it. I really wanted to not use the f word, because that's so overdone. I'm proud of myself for matching the picture pose and not resorting to rump-out corner time. Had a half-thought to try and work in your Mare Do Well story, but I don't know if it makes sense to integrate it here.

The escalation I'm less willing to forgive myself for is the soap to spanking escalation. Depending on the soap it hopefully isn't that bad of a punishment. It's almost something they could all laugh about later. Making RD a total Ditzy Doo for angering Granny mid-punishment.

Who has the widest assortment of implements in their collection? Granny even has a carpet beater thanks to me.

I thought the post spanking stuff would be difficult because I don't see the crop used in much of the spanking stuff I come across, have never used it myself, and don't truly know what kind of marks it would leave.

During the spanking I think I totally whiffed it, the implement could be swapped out with something else without changing much. Where can I get riding crop lessons?

>>29853102
>wrote instead of sleeping
You stole my motivation for writing!

>>29853627
I'm also fine with self-inserts and Mary Sues. Some of my lazier writing surely has some author proxy in it.

If it makes anyone happy, even the writer, it's good.

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Hold up, DC! First, I like the story in the other thread. Second,

>Got a little rowdy...maybe pissed in a few fountains

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29648785/#29692136
>just another thing the lawcolts throw at you if you're caught desecrating a historic fountain or plotting a rebellion

Fountain crime... a top scourge in Equestria?

>>29854034
Soarin smacked her ass with his wing? Jesus that shouldn't be as hot as it is

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When will she get a spanking?

Preferably an unfair one she really doesn't deserve.

>>29854034
What I if granny herself swears?

>>29854907
When Suri frames her for something.

Or filly Coco gets in trouble at school when she's in the wrong place at the wrong time, and her parents give her a real hiding.

Big Bump!

>>29856348
Big Rump!

>>29854034
Rainbow Dash is just so petite. Seeing her stand next to Soarin makes her truly look small.

She'd be a fun mare to cuddle with after a good spanking.

nsfw:
https://static1.e621.net/data/53/3e/533e6736f31b3f99ebb66dfdb2228999.jpg

Poor thread

Instead of empty bumps we should post spanking pics, there are a lot and even if they have been posted in these threads before there may be people seeing them for the first time.

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>>29858967
That pic may get me banned so posting this one instead.

>>29859006
Holy unfing fuck.

>>29858967
How about a link to the verboten pic instead.
Links are okay.

>>29859006
Pinkie should get a second spanking for shoes on the bed.

>>29858967
>>29859133
https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1492/13/1492130149960.jpg
I'm very fond of Pinkie getting spanked, as you may imagine.

>>29859239
She's just the cutest at having her bottom whapped.

How harsh would you be with Big Mac?
https://static1.e621.net/data/9b/22/9b22a66c176eb67e125c6c9a3b80b762.gif

>>29859900
Hmm, jiggly. And it depends on what he did. Cut a switch, or get out a strap for something real bad.

Of course, he's a big stallion now so that probably wouldn't even work.

>It's a lusty crime
>But it feels devine
>Beat me one more time
>Nasty shivers run down my spine

http://snus-kun.deviantart.com/art/Slave-to-Love-397436831

>>29860297
His crime was being so sexy.

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>>29859900
>>29860297
>>29861037
As the oldest sibling he's in an awkward position when he's done something bad enough to deserve a whoopin'.

On one hand (hoof) he wants to keep his dignity and set a good example for his two little sisters...accepting responsibility and taking his punishment without complaint.
But on the other hand he wants to fall at Granny's knees like a little colt and beg for the sake of his poor rump.

>>29861452
I feel like he is just past the point of doing naughty things. As a colt, maybe he was more disobedient, but I can't picture adult BM getting it.

>>29829388
Oh i didn't know this thread was back, glad you liked it my stuff is kinda niche so i don't get a lot of feedback lol. Here's the pastebin if anyone cares its only got a little spanking so far but i'll probably add more as the mood strikes me. https://pastebin.com/rJhtA082

>>29862491
I could always use some Twily spanking.

>>29862587
i mean who doesn't need that in their lives? And slave pony twilight is even easier to justify giving a bright red bottom, its for her own good after all.

SPG has all kinds of spanking and belting references in their stories, no lie.

>>29863562
awful

>>29862491
When Anon used a brush it was a bit too much to my taste, but still pretty unf. Semi - consensual whooping would be great

>>29864381
It's the best when a guilty filly comes to their parents or older sibling and admits something they did wrong, knowing full well that they are going to get a spanking.

>>29864655
Especially when it results in a lighter spanking.

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Pretty dead around here. I think once Nomine posts his story we should wrap up this edition of the thread rather than have it trudge on with sad bumps.

pic: whatever game they're playing, the loser gets play-spankings.

>>29855278
Go up the chain of command. Next in line is Mayor Mare or Twilight.

>>29861452
> he wants to fall at Granny's knees like a little colt and beg for the sake of his poor rump.
Yess

>>29864655
Oh my that's hot.

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we are missing so many people in this thread

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>"imminent spanking" tag

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>>29865750
I've fapped to this image, the comments it has on Derpibooru and DeviantArt, and of course the tag at least twice.

>the costume exposing Fluttershy's rump despite how fancy it is
>it doing nothing to hide her spanked-red backside after Sombra is done with her

The Derpibooru tags I check now and then are
spanking
imminent spanking
implied spanking
time out
mouth soaping
punishment (this one is less good)

People sometimes mention spanking in the comments even for the non-spanking tagged images.

>>29865750
This pic gives me so much wood.
>>29865638
Woox and Sterny, KK and Skye, Zad and Bluejay. Six off the top of my head. Sadness. :( We used to be much more active with more people.

"whip" has plenty of spanking content too.

>>29865638
>>29865886
>missing people
it's not that this thread is inactive or anything. we already got plenty of new content

I appreciate these people
>>29819183
>>29828591 (DC)
>>29835908 (pan)
>>29840733
>>29845955 (Nomine)
for making this thread active.

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Earliest spanking pic uploaded to derpi

>>29866101

Spanking the chicken...

Is that what they call it these days?

>>29865962
Oh yeah, content is still pretty great. It's just the responses and feedback are more lacking sometimes.

>>29865750
yeah whoever put that tag is brilliant, now i just need a picture of it.

>>29865750
>>29865805

i'm really tempted to write this now. guards trying to act casual as sombra drags his bratty queen to the royal bed chambers for a hard spanking. flutter trying to act normal the day after while the maids whisper behind her back. theres a lot of potential here.

>>29865886
Always lurking, just not a lot to contribute, since IRL keeps eating up my time.

>>29865914
What?

>>29866794
Such a tease!

>>29867270
Sounds good!

>>29867569
I was just reading The Princess' Bath last night.

>>29867644
yeah i'll throw something up tomorrow its a cute idea.

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Cutie Mark Crusader Wilderness Pioneers!
"Are you sure about this, Scootaloo? It looks kinda dangerous..."
"What's the worst that could happen?"

GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE!

I think I'm finally over the Springtime cold that hit me these past few days, or will be by tonight. And tonight I intend to devote my entire evening to finishing out that story.

Just to whet your appetites:

I watched as Principal Aquaria went over to her cabinet, wincing as she unlocked it. I was in for it now, I knew...she kept her spanking paddle in there. Funny thing was, it wasn't thick like some of the others I'd had the displeasure of seeing...but it sure left a sting nonetheless. Light colored willow, with the holes in it shaped like raindrops...or teardrops.

Sure enough, she pulled the paddle out and I whined. Resigned to my fate, I got up from my chair and carefully walked over to her desk, rearing up and laying myself across it, exposing my tender bottom.

>>29867270
Oh god that sounds hotttt.

>>29870327
Your southern upbringing is paying off. Were you actually spanked in school?

Page 8. Board is moving fast, gotta pay attention.

>>29870814

Funnily enough, no. Never in school...threatened with it a few times, but nothing ever came of it.

At home.....that's another story.

And this fic is actually based on a thing that happened irl. I'll post the story in the forum after I finish the fic.

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>>29870327 (Nomine)
>holes in it shaped like raindrops...or teardrops.
That's a great line.

>>29865962
>I appreciate these people
Don't forget RusticAnon/Woox...I think this >>29865638 is a new one from him.

>>29872580
>Board is moving fast, gotta pay attention.
Apparently the show came back with new episodes sometime this weekend so there'll be a lot of new threads complaining about that.
We need to be careful or our home will get bumped off.

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>Watch where you're swingin' that paddle, Anon! Lotta bad memories.

>>29872580
If it dies, I'll make a new one in about 10-12 hours.

>>29873352

Well, there's more than a few hints about Aquaria...not the least of which is her name...but the rest of the fic should make it very clear as to whose side she is really on.

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>Either I do it, or I tell mother and father.

>No! Please don't tell mom and dad!

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Yeah, she's a spanking fetishist. An ass obsessor.

Wonder if today's new episode provides any material to work with.

>>29876259
The flyswatter will probably be the closest we'll ever get to canon spanking

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>>29876345
Holy shit.

>>29876345
>>29876663
I thought the changelings were good now?
Is Glimmer evil again?

inb4 watch the show.
I just can't do it. It's just too god awful.

>>29865750
>>29867270
>>29867644
>>29870566
Eh i tried, now i remember why i don't do fluttershy stuff. She's just not my cup of tea. Here's the little bit i got, it's not my favorite but oh well.

Silent Rose
-----
>You are Silent Rose, crystal pony maid extraordinar.
>Well truth be told you're a pretty average maid but you do your best.
>The crystal empire had returned from its apparent ~1000 year of absence just a few years ago and you with it.
>Fortunately for you and every other resident a series of events involving the crystal heart, a purple alicorn, lots of rainbows and a certain yellow pegasus had purged King Sombra of most his more evil traits and saved you all from his unique brand of insane slavery.
>Not to say the king was someone you would want to sit down and have tea with though.
>He still had a very intense air about him and most did their best to avoid his notice.
>Thankfully while the king was still somewhat harsh his new queen was anything but.
>The little yellow pegasus was barely half the king's height but between you and the other maids she had him wrapped around her hoof.
>Oh sure he tried to act tough but if his tiny fluffy queen didn't like something he tried to do he'd relent sooner or later.
>Needless to say the queen was the best thing to ever happen to the crystal empire and as a result the castle staff tried to look out for her.
>So on days like today where you just found the queen strutting around in the king's cape and regalia doing a funny if not flattering imitation of him you can't help worry.
>You hated to stamp all over her fun, and she looked very cute in the king's garb, but you knew if the king found out there would be hell to pay.

>>29877790
"Umm pardon me my queen please are you sure wearing that is well you know... wise?"
>The queen turns you to trying her best to look imperious.
>"Wise? Of course it is wise i am the wisest queen ever blah blah blah no fun blah crystals blah!"
>She trots off with her head held high and her boots almost falling off to continue her little show, you just hope the king's little day trip lasts as long as scheduled...

>An hour or so later while making your rounds cleaning the west wing windows your fears are realized.
>The king's chariot is parked outside a full 2 hours sooner than it should be.
>Did anyone warn the queen?
>You know you have to get these windows done but they can wait, trotting of at a brisk pace you go in search of your queen.
>If she doesn't get King Sombra's outfit back where it belongs before he sees what fun she's been having all day there will be hell to pay.
>Just the idea of the king's wrath makes you trot faster in a desperate search for the yellow mare who's day is about to be ruined.
>You know the king loves the queen dearly but despite her best efforts he still has a temper and isn't afraid to show it!
>Asking a few guards points you in the last direction of the soon to be doomed yellow pegasus but the closer you get the more it sounds as though you may be too late.
>"You dare mock me little mare!?!"
>Peaking your head around the corner you heart sinks.
>The king has the queens long mane in his magic and is dragging her down the hall in a very undignified manner.
>"Baby please ow ow wait stop you're hurting me sombra sweetie!"
>The size difference of the small pegasus and the hulking unicorn gives him little trouble dragging her down the hall like an errant child.

>>29877801
>"Oh i'll soon give you something to cry about you brat!"
>Despite her efforts to keep up sombra's longer strides cause him to practically drag the mare to her doom.
>"I'm I'm sorry i was just having fun!"
>Herding her into the royal bedchamber and slamming the door behind him you can't hear his angry response.
>What you can hear a few minutes later is the too familiar sound of wood on yellow pegasus flank and the wail that soon follows.
>The king has always been very physical in the discipline of his queen.
>Never anything too severe but it still broke the castle staff's heart to hear her cute little bottom spanked so.
>Knowing there was nothing you could do to save the sore and sorry mare now you set off to finish your rounds, you'd have to get her a soft pillow for dinner tonight.

Fluttershy
-----
>Sombra is very nice.
>Well he can be nice... Sometimes...
>Right now he's not being very nice...
>Right now he's ummm well the paddle and ummm hes about to well use it on umm you....
"Baby please..."
>He just looks at you with the large paddle suspended in his magic.
>As soon as he'd dragged you to the bedroom he'd thrown you over the bed, and in the fun sexy time kind of way.
>You knew his paddle well, he was a very old fashion pony with very umm different beliefs about how stallions should 'keep their mares in line'.
>You try to be understanding, he's from a very long time ago, it was more common back then.
>But it's hard to be understanding when hes ummm... spanking... you... hard...
>"I go to this stupid diplomatic meeting. I do it for you. I could just crush these useless yaks but you want me to do it the peaceful way. And when i get back what do i find? You wearing my regalia making fun of me behind my back!"
>Lining the paddle up with your rump he gives you a few light pats that make you whimper.
>"You tell me stallions don't discipline their mares anymore but you act like a child as soon as i am gone!"

>>29877810
>He raises the paddle high and you bury your face in the bed sheets.
>You know he's going to do this, you've never been able to stop him before when he gets like this.
>Lifting your tail and raising your rump obediently you resolve to take it like a big mare.
>For as long as you can at least...
SMACK
"AHH!"
SMACK
"OW OW OW NO NO PLEASE BABY!"
SMACK
"PLEASEEEE!"
>"I SMACK am not SMACK your SMACK baby!"
>Sombra was never one to do things half way, your flanks are already on fire and probably starting to turn red.
>"You will learn your lesson SMACK SMACK SMACK like every mare before you!"
"I'MMMM SORRYYYY!"
>"You will be!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
>"You are going SMACK to learn to SMACK behave!"
"OWWWWWWWWWWW AH AH AHHHHHHH"
>The paddle is as large as your entire bottom and you can feel every inch of it destroying your bare rump!
"PLEASEEEEEEE"
>He gives no response as he continues to flatten your seat making you cry harder and harder as the fire grows and grows.
"AHHHHHHHH STOP ITTTTT OWWWWWWW!"
>Sombra goes quiet as he raises the paddle high, you think for a moment it might be over before cursing yourself as you hear the paddle flying fast
>10 rapid fire spanks in a row and make you scream like a foal.
>You can feel the blisters forming and try desperately to escape the inferno your bottom is being held too but your king pins you tightly to the bed with his magic.
>After what seems an eternity the blows stop and your bottom returns to its original unflattened shape.
>Collapsing into a mess of tears you struggle to form words to appease him.
"Sorry sorry sorry...."
>Rubbing your rump in circles with the paddle sombra takes a moment to inspect his work.
>You'd not be sitting for days at least, your seat was as red as the cloak you still wore.
>"I expect you at dinner and i expect you to still be wearing this cloak. There will be no hiding what you have earned and everyone will see how foolish you have been, do you understand?"

>>29877824
>You can only sniffle and nod your head but that seems to be good enough.
>Tossing the paddle on the bed beside you he turns and storms out of the room.
>Reaching back you try to massage your tushy only to pull your hoof away when that only makes it worse.
>It's a few minutes before you even dare to stand much less go inspect the damage in the mirror.
>You matched the cloak almost perfectly both a bright shade of crimson red.
>Wiping off your tears you find yourself returning to the mirror again and again.
>You can't believe how sore your bottom looks and blush just as red remembering that your king ordered you go to out into the castle like this for dinner.
>You suspected at least some staff knew of the king's umm discipline methods since it's you know kinda loud...
>But to have to walk around like this makes you face blush almost as red as your flanks.
>Taking a deep gulp you look at the clock.
>You'd spent over an hour feeling bad for yourself, if you don't get to dinner soon your night might get even more sore...
>Hiding behind your hair you set out for your embarrassing fate.

Thats it, fluttershy isn't for me. All that trying to write this has done is make me want to write more rarity. hmm yeah its definitely her turn.

>>29877790
>>Well truth be told you're a pretty average maid but you do your best.
One wonders what sort of discipline is used on Maids (and other castle staff) who fail to meet the King's expectations.

>strutting around in the king's cape and regalia doing a funny if not flattering imitation of him
A few lines about her audience might have been welcome here. Was she doing her Sombra impression to entertain the castle staff.
If so; how do they feel later on when she's howling under the paddle? They all laughed at her act but now she's paying the price for it. Could provide a feelsy moment.

>Just the idea of the king's wrath makes you trot faster
Is she only worried about the Queen...or is this the kind of situation where if the King is in a bad mood everybody is walking on eggshells?

>The size difference of the small pegasus and the hulking unicorn
That is a cute visual. The size disparity between mares & stallions is always cute but with Sombra it's taken to an extreme.

>you'd have to get her a soft pillow for dinner tonight.
Wouldn't she rather have some soup and fresh hay?

>"Baby please..."
Gotta admit, the use of 'baby' as a term of endearment really seems out of place here.

>"I go to this stupid diplomatic meeting. I do it for you. I could just crush these useless yaks but you want me to do it the peaceful way. And when i get back what do i find? You wearing my regalia making fun of me behind my back!"
You've actually made Sombra a somewhat sympathetic figure here...well done.

>he continues to flatten your seat
It's hard to come up with new ways to describe the actual spanking, but I think you just invented a good one.

>he turns and storms out of the room.
That line kind of breaks the empathy the reader might have had with Sombra. It turns him from an honestly offended party back into the raging monster. Might have been better to have him walk out silently...reinforcing that he'd been genuinely hurt by FS making fun of him.

Nice work, Vega.

>>29878297
>One wonders what sort of discipline is used on Maids (and other castle staff) who fail to meet the King's expectations.
I like to imagine fluttershy has managed to get him to behave with the staff, its just her he still gets physical with. What with her being 'his mare' and all.

>Could provide a feelsy moment.
good point, im my head she was just doing it for fun and it was making everyone else nervous but thats probably a better idea.

>Gotta admit, the use of 'baby' as a term of endearment really seems out of place here.
yeah i hate writing fluttershy, i was thinking she was trying to suck up to him but man i just can't write her at all.

>That line kind of breaks the empathy the reader might have had with Sombra.
haha yeah i kinda gave up at the end, flutter isn't my thing and neither is sombra it ends up. thanks for the feedback!

>>29876259
i mean i'm sure i could get creative with the little escape room's puzzles to find some way to put rarity in an ancient aztec spanking machine but that doesn't mean i should.

>>29878367
>yeah i hate writing fluttershy,
I agree, she is the hardest to write, I've probably come up with fewer FS spanko stories than any other M6 character. You don't have many options with her.

>>29865750
I think this pic originally came from the long running 'King Sombra's Desires' thread (which turned into a serial story on FiMFiction).
If so, I can actually claim a little responsibility for it, being the writefag who tossed out the original prompt for that thread. Others bit and ran with it for a long time.

>>29874819
Something I wrote in the Sweetie Belle thread on the forum:
So, what do you lot think of this?
Personally, I like it a bit, though I do have some complaints:
Is it just me, or is Rarity's hand… inverted? I mean, all I'm saying is that her fingers look like they're facing the wrong direction, and that's not something you should ever be able to say about a human hand. Maybe she's just hitting that hard.
Why does her bracelet look like it only has one side?
Sweetie's arms don't really seem to end in hands so much as a curved strip connecting them.

>>29879029
It's from AnimeOTK, very few of the artists are professionals.
Last I heard this one was in school to be a meteorologist.

>>29879104
Good for them. And like I said, I do still like the art, It's just those few things.

>>29820552
>Rarity, age 24 (not to be confused with Dick Grayson, age 12) visits her parent's house
>Finds out they spank Sweetie Belle
>Blood boiling
>Makes an excuse about being late for an appointment
>Leaves early
>Next time
>Makes sure to bring a belt she's particularly proud of
>Showing it off to her parents
>They're admiring the craftsmaresship
>She offers to give them some first hand experience
>Confused, they ask what she means
>Sudden devilish glint in her eyes
>Mom and dad feel their legs drawing together and going immobile

Alright! Got another chunk of it written out just now. Here's to all you Spankos, I'm cured and healthy and back in the game!

>>29845971

>>29879754

The room fell dead silent after my outburst, nopony moving, not even me. Then, with dreadful slowness, Miss Linea moved over to me, pointing to the corner of the room. I didn’t even argue at this point, I knew I was already dead meat.

As I sat there, listening to the other students muttering and whispering, I heard the sounds of a quill scratching on paper. It didn’t take long before I heard my name called, and found myself ordered to take one of two notes I was given to Principal Aquaria.

I shivered a little, despite the bright sunshine, as I remembered that face she had worn when I stepped into her office for the second time that day. Hooves folded on her desk, those half-glasses perched on her nose, her mane pulled back into a tight braid that still managed to hang loose and flow…I’m sure some ponies thought she was really pretty. To me, at that point, she was the embodiment of fear.

“Let me guess.” She had said. “You either threw a tantrum, hit somepony for making fun of you, or you yelled at Miss Linea again despite my warnings. So which was it, Heart?” she asked, making me wince. Most adults are really stupid compared to me, but Principal Aquaria was something else. She always seemed to be able to predict what I was going to say or do.
In answer to her question, I handed over both notes from Miss Linea, watching carefully as she slit the one addressed to her with a small blade and opened it, her eyes narrowing as she perused the writing on the page. I squirmed in my seat, the cream colored wood cold against my flanks. She only looked like that when I was in really deep trouble.

I saw her eyes flick back up to the top. She always read notes from teachers three times, to be sure she understood everything before getting the student’s side of the story, she had told me when I asked her. Even now, her eyes were narrowing more, and her mouth and thinned out to that line grown-ups have when a foal has really messed up.

>>29879785

A second flick up, she was on her third read-through. I squirmed more in my seat, wishing I had thought to at least bring my robe. The chair was so cold, and I was feeling so upset and scared…I honestly shouldn’t have done what I did then, but I couldn’t take it any longer.

“I’m sorry!” I shouted, just to break the horrendous weight of the silence in the room as I threw myself off my chair and looked at her, reared up with my hooves on her desk. “I’m sorry I swore and yelled! I won’t do it again! Please!”

“Sit down, Heart. I’m almost done reading.” She had told me. With a wince, I obeyed, sliding my clenched cheeks back onto that hard, cold surface. Not one minute later, she broke the silence again. “Normally, I would ask for your side of the story here, but from your little outburst, I can assume that you admit you did what she accuses you of?” she asked, and I mutely nodded.

“Then I am afraid I have no choice, Heart.” She said, standing up from her desk as I let loose an involuntary whimper. “Whatever your reasons for doing so…and I know you have them…I simply cannot abide a student yelling and swearing at their teacher. I understand you do not get along with Miss Linea, and perhaps I should have a word with her concerning you, but you need to learn to respect authority, young colt. Just because an adult does not agree with you does not make them stupid, let alone a…what was it? A Blind Old Batty Bimbo-Bitch?” She scolded me, a slight quirk to her mouth that could almost have been an amused smirk if she weren’t so angry at me.

>>29879796

I watched as she trotted over to her cabinet, whining even more as she unlocked it. I was in for it now, I knew...she kept her spanking paddle in there, along with a lot of other supplies she liked to use on unruly students. I’d had experience with more than one of them, but the paddle was the absolute worst of the bunch. Funny thing was, the paddle wasn't thick like some of the others I'd had the displeasure of seeing...but it could sure leave a good sting nonetheless. Light colored willow, with the holes in it shaped like raindrops...or teardrops. I don’t know why it hurt so much, but it did.

Sure enough, she pulled the paddle out and turned around, holding the dreaded instrument in her magical field. Resigned to my fate, I got up from my chair and carefully walked over to her desk, rearing up and laying myself across it, flagging my tail and exposing my tender bottom. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about my rear being cold for too much longer…

>>29875411
Pinkie is definitely obsessed with butts, not gonna lie.

>>29879808
HOT

>>29877844
Only thing is that I think an OTK position is more husband/wife-y than over the bed. Big paddles also seem less domestic like, unlike hairbrushes or spoons. I do love how far Sombra went with the spanking, and it fits his character pretty well, and even though Fluttershy is hard to write, I think you did fine with her submissiveness and regret afterward. Poor queen.

Bump at bed

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Do they have a dropseat for convenience?
>in more ways than one

>>29873888
>Anon has taken to carrying around a small paddle everywhere he goes
>punctuates his requests / agreements with a swat, because "in his home world, it helps animals remember"
>Rainbow Dash doubts this, but knows he'd respond with more spanking if she brought it up

>>29874040
Waiting for the end / a spanking scene before I read.

>>29874819
This is an undercooked idea I had from reading this post that I don't know how to prepare better. I don't think the parents would really let Rarity off with a single spank.

>parents notice Sweetie Belle shifting in her seat
>pained expression when getting up or sitting down
>they know that look
>but they haven't spanked her lately
"Sweetie Belle, were you spanked at school?"
>only thing that makes sense
"No..."
>she's nervous as heck now
>mommy has to know, curse her
"Come here."
>Cookie lifts her daughter's skirt and surveys the damage, much to Sweetie's embarrassment and worry
"Your bottom is red, Sweetie. Who did this to you?"
>she darts a look to Rarity, who tries to stealth-shrug
>some help she was
"R-Rarity..."
"Is that true?"
>parenterrogation follows
"Rarity, you are not in charge of your sister's discipline. We are."
"I realize that now mother, it's just both of you were gone and..."
"That being said, she did deserve it. Just don't do it again!"
(SWAT)
>right on the seat of Rarity's purple skirt
"Yes ma'am."

>>29877623
Season 7 opener spoilers
It's Twilight imagining things that could go wrong. She imagines a changeling disguising as Glimmer and then apparently swatting the other changelings.

>It's a big flyswatter and not more spanking-related
so close yet SO FAR

>>29876259
>new material from new episodes
There's some stuff you could turn into spank material, but nothing ready-made.

>The anger spews from Glimmer's horn
>it infests Granny Smith, and she gets so angry she spanks Trixie

Bedtime bump!

....Better than a bedtime spanking, am I right?

>>29877824
>"I expect you at dinner and i expect you to still be wearing this cloak. There will be no hiding what you have earned and everyone will see how foolish you have been, do you understand?"

Would've liked a "foalish" here, but otherwise, exactly what I was hoping for out of this. Here's some rambling, but at its core is what I find to be a white-hot idea.

>You discover that Sombra has made some "adjustments" to the dinner accommodations
>he sat as he always did
>sitting on his throne and facing his subjects
>your usual throne is nowhere in sight
>instead, directly across from him at the table is a cheesy-looking wooden chair
>appropriate for a school pony, not the queen of the Crystal Empire!
>most unfortunately, there's a design difference between this and your usual throne
>the throne has a solid back
>this has just a thick wood slat across the top of the chair
>and nothing where you would really like some obscured visibility today
>his anger has gone too far
>you think to yourself
>you resign to take action and do something about it
>but at present, you don't see a way out of this
>you walk forward like a spanked little filly
>passed all the castle staff, some of whom you were sure didn't know about the king's tough love
>just as you feared and Sombra wanted, his cloak was way too big for you
>it all hung off to the side, offering no coverage in the rump area
>you hope this will be a quick meal
>if not, you imagine your poor bottom will be the topic of discussion, visible as it is to the entire great hall
>you curse the architect who made the king's table sit on a raised platform at the end of the hall

>>29879785
I lied and read it anyway. Good so far, excited for what happens next.

>>29881996
>You're supposed to be in bed! Do you realize what time it is? I'll deal with you in the morning.

>>29882019
yeah i was planning on doing something to that extent but the more i write fluttershy the more i get burned out on her and the more i just want to get back to rarity/twilight, i agree it's a super hot idea. i'm also not sure how i missed foalish, i love crappy horse puns like that.

>>29882019

I hope you enjoy what I have planned...

And you aren't my Papa! So NYEH!

page 9 bump

Write down 1 story you liked most from each of our writefags

>vega
Rarity & the Minotaur

>DC
Lessons in Diplomacy

>Woox
Shining Armor's and His Lazy Wife

>Skyehigh
RariQuinn

>Nomine
Forty Lashes

>Bluejay
The Princess' Bath

>Zad
Sweetie Belle’s Massage

>>29883083
Forgot Krish and Pan

>>29883175
Krish and pan
I'm not trying to be rude or anything. but I still haven't read anything that stood out for me from them. and to be honest this is the main reason why I asked you guys to write your favorites ones.
I'm sure I would find good ones based on people's opinions.

btw >>29883175 start writing your favorite stories from our write fags.

Krish: Dress Distress

Pan: An Odyssey

Skye: A Lost Bet Chapter 3.5

DC: Spring Crystal Cotillion

Bluejay: The Princess' Bath Part 2

Zad: Heat of the Moment

Woox: Royal Treatment

Nomine: Undercover Blues Part 3

Vega: Twilight's Political Plot

Anonymous writefags: Sweetie Belle's Double Discipline

>>29883638
Krishna: I'm Sorry, Sis: Scootaloo
Pan: formerly An Odyssey, now that story from last thread set in a mall.
Skye: whichever A Lost Bet chapter had Scoots getting spanked immediately after waking up.

>>29879785 (Nomine)
>I’m sure some ponies thought she was really pretty. To me, at that point, she was the embodiment of fear.
Another great line. Straightforward prose suits your style more than the choppy, terse greentext format would.

>Most adults are really stupid compared to me
Doesn't every kid feel that way?

>reared up with my hooves on her desk.
Cute image. I picture Heart's chin just barely being able to clear the desk surface.

>I wouldn’t have to worry about my rear being cold for too much longer…
I hope he won't...and by extension we the readers won't...have to wait long. Looking forward to the climax.

I'm also looking forward to some plot exposition. This part was fairly straightforward but the first installation was confusing as fuck.
Salamanders don't exist in Happy Horse World but Heart has one that floats over his head and only he can see?
And what's the deal with cinnamon & red pepper flakes?

>>29884163

I have always preferred prose to greentext or poetry, though I am a decent poet as well.

As for feeling stupid...yeah, most kids do.

The part I am posting after this one will contain what you all have been waiting for, and the plot exposition will be made clear as well in the finale of that part.

As for the cinnamon and red pepper flakes...well, again, I'll make it clear in the finale.

>>29879808

What happened next, though, was completely unexpected.

“What are you doing?” she asked me, setting the paddle down on her desk as she once again took her seat.

“I…I’m in the position to…to be spanked, Ma’am.” I told her, now wondering why she would ask such a question.

“Do get down. I’m not going to spank you.” She told me. I complied, though I was now both very confused and very nervous as I once again sat down, this time making sure to sit on my tail and cushion my bottom that way.

“As I said, Heart…your actions leave me no choice. I have to suspend you from school for two days, counting the rest of today. You will not be allowed to make up any missed work or due dates, and those grades you have will likely suffer for it.” She said, pulling out a sheet of paper and beginning to write on it.

I gulped…my grades were always good! I was a straight Diamond student! This could be the end of that. Involuntarily, I sniffled, causing her to look up from her writing.

“I’m sorry, Heart. I know you are one of the rare students that takes your education seriously, but rules are there for a reason. And you need to learn that your actions have severe consequences sometimes.” She said, then went back to her writing for a few more minutes. Finally, she sealed the letter in an envelope and levitated it over to my bags.

“Now, I want you to take that note home to your Mother, along with Miss Linea’s letter. See to it that your parents receive them tonight, young colt.” She ordered before picking up the paddle, causing me to pull away slightly. “As for my paddle…I want you to take it home as well, and after your mother has delivered whatever she feels is fair, I want you to ask her to deliver the thirty I would have given you with this.”

I gasped. Having to ASK my momm…mother to spank me more! How could this teacher be so cruel…Thirty?! “Thirty?!” I cried out, my mind moving at a million miles an hour.

“Yes.” She confirmed. “Thirty. Ten because this is your second time in my office today, ten for the extremely foul swearing you screamed at Miss Linea.”

“And the last ten?” I asked, my voice snappy with fear and a bit of anger. This was NOT fair.

In answer, Principal Aquaria looked down at me, and for an instant I thought I felt another pair of eyes in the room as well before I shook off the feeling. “Heart…every time you have been in my office, it has been because you lost your temper, in some way or another. You need to learn to control yourself.” She told me, pulling out another sheet of paper and beginning to write again. “I don’t want you reading this letter until after you have been soundly spanked by both your parents. I know you are a curious colt, so perhaps not reading this…on pain of fifty from me…will help you learn that control.”

Done writing, she levitated the letter and the paddle into my bags as I squirmed in my seat. She was right, I did have a temper…but what was wrong with that? If other ponies would stop doing the things that made me mad, there wouldn’t be a problem!

“Now, I am going to release you from school. Normally, I would escort you home, but I daresay you’d probably appreciate some time alone with your thoughts.” She said, and I looked up into her eyes and nodded. How did this mare know so much about me?

“Then I’m going to trust you to go straight home and give the letter to your parents. And Heart?” she said, making me look a bit more nervous. “If I find the wood on my paddle singed, I will personally use it on your bottom until it glows so red you won’t need a night-light.”

I yelped and grabbed my bags after that, rushing out the door as I blushed. How in the heck did she know I use a night light?!

Still, that was what happened, and why I was walking down the street towards my house, note heavy in my bag, paddle heavy in my other one. I was doomed. I had no way of knowing exactly what was going to happen. I just knew that my bottom was going to be sore. My momm…mother and father were loving, but sweet celestia were they strict.

In my thoughts, my hooves had carried me to my front door, and I bopped into it without seeing, sitting down with a bump as I rubbed my horn. Shaking my head, I reached up and jiggled the handle. Locked. Mama must be out and about.

Reaching into my magic, I gently called forth one spell Papa had taught me, speaking the word and carefully knocking on the door three times. Sure enough, the latch jiggled and the door opened. I walked inside our house, wincing as I laid the letters from Miss Linea and Principal Aquaria on the table. I looked at the paddle in my bag, then shook my head and closed them up. Maybe I could still get out of that one…maybe.

I climbed up to my room to await my doom, pressing my door open and stepping into the welcome heat. I hung my saddlebags on the hook and laid down on my bed, waiting for the inevitable. Soon enough, I heard the front door open, heard my mother’s voice gasp, and then the tearing of paper. It wouldn’t be long no…

My door flew open, revealing the pink and white pegasus that was my mother, looking angrier than I had ever seen her. “VITALI PYRA NOCTURNA-CORAZON!!!”

>>29884223
>“Do get down. I’m not going to spank you.”
This is cruel, drawing out the tension like this...but I suppose it's worse for Heart, which makes it better for us readers.

>my grades were always good! I was a straight Diamond student! This could be the end of that. Involuntarily, I sniffled,
Now that's a rare twist. Most of us writefags make our characters mediocre or even poor students...unless their academic standing is an important part of the character, like Twilight.

>I did have a temper…but what was wrong with that?
You said this story would include personal details. Is this the sort of thing you got in trouble for once upon a time?

>“If I find the wood on my paddle singed, I will personally use it on your bottom until it glows so red you won’t need a night-light.”
Boner inspiring line there...
> How in the heck did she know I use a night light?!
...and a funny follow up to it.

>but sweet celestia were they strict.
Your proof-reading is excellent. It matters; good spelling, grammar & sentence composition makes things so much better for the reader.
But as a proper name 'Celestia' should be capital.
I'm totally nit-picking here...you're already 99.8% perfect.

>front door, and I bopped into it without seeing, sitting down with a bump as I rubbed my horn
I believe that's the first indication that Heart is a unicorn.

> I gently called forth one spell Papa had taught me, speaking the word and carefully knocking on the door three times. Sure enough, the latch jiggled and the door opened.
I like that detail.
It makes sense that keys would be superfluous for unicorns. Each family member would simply know the proper spell for their door.

>My door flew open...my mother, looking angrier than I had ever seen her.
Hmmm...I see where Heart gets his temper.

Awaiting the next installment.

She gets off too easily. A sore rear should fix that.

>>29882043
>i'm also not sure how i missed foalish, i love crappy horse puns like that.
It fits these stories so well.

>>29883445
An Odyssey is the one I spent the most time on. It actually had revision! May last several stories have been stream of consciousness or had minimal planning.

People like ChuckSchuld >>29884107
liked my recent mall story, because it wasn't like my usual stories.

KK and I have similar interests, it seems. He and I like mommy talk and corner time (although I believe I'm the corner time enthusiast).

If you don't like my stuff, I suspect my pick for KK is going to be useless to you. KK has so many great humiliation escapades. If I could only pick one it would be Act of Kindness, a story I will probably have memorized in a few years.

As you may be able to tell from the following list, I have certain preferences.

Act of Kindness
>Fluttershy gets tough on naughty fillies, sending them to the corner afterwords with her trademark sweet voice

A Sore Shopping With Score
>Scorecard's whining at the start of the story which gets in a smack on the rear and the start of a temper tantrum which is swiftly dealt with
>Skyehigh wrote the first spanking

Little Mr. Rumble
>Gusty scolding Thunderlane at the end, as he gets embarrassed and realizes what he's in for despite his age
>the initial swat a warning of what's to come (not in the story)

Takes the Cake
>Pumpkin's rump hitting the floor because of how Luna was carrying her
>the swat to get Pound moving near the start
>the pre-spanking corner time with the open blinds

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>>29884215
All you ever do is tease and draw things out!

>>29884830
forgot pic

>>29884830
I honestly don't particularly dislike your regular stuff, the general lack of comfort just makes it hard for me to get all the way into it. The public humiliation was also a turn-off at first, but it's clearly not a deal-breaker, considering it was in your last story, and I loved that one.

>>29884830
I don't hate Act of Kindness, but it is probably my least favourite Krishna story, despite the cuteness and how badly the CMC needed spanked, just because of the (relative) harshness. Fluttershy, of all ponies just sending them to bed without so much as a forehead kiss or an encouraging word just seemed odd.

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Never forget.

>>29884927
>>29884974
I only want comfort after a punishment is completely over. Corner time is part of the punishment and thus harshness is still expected.

I'm not opposed to comfort but don't really know how to write it because all the stories I get inspiration from are usually harsh.

>>29884821

I am most certainly drawing it out, but the next part will have the first of two spankings poor Heart is going to receive.

As for the academic standing, not only is it an important part of his character, but those slipped grades are almost as effective a punishment as spanking the poor colt.

On the temper....once upon a time? I /still/ have a very nasty temper...just ask Krish and Skye. Yes, this is a dramatized and fantasized version of it, but this IS something that happened in real life.

Heart gets his temper from a lot of different sources, but yes, his Mama is one of them.

I'll correct the grammar before I post this in the forums.

I do like the idea of unicorns using Lock and Key spells...I was going for the Knock spell of D&D fame.

>>29884850

At the risk of sounding Meme-ish.....Deal with it.
Spanks for all the feedback, you two! It really does inspire me to keep writing.

>>29885201
Cannot wait. All you guys add life to this thread, and it's great.

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Glad I can add life to a thread!

Anyways, here's a pic of Heart. Sadly I don't have any of him as a colt, so you guys will just have to use your imagination.

(Fixed the image, had the wrong one)

>>29885918
Is it just Heart, or does he have a first and last name?

>>29885995

His full name is mentioned in the fic...screamed, actually.

He commonly goes by Heart Afire.

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>>29877790
>>You are Silent Rose, crystal pony maid extraordinar.
>>Well truth be told you're a pretty average maid but you do your best.

Backtracking a bit.
Maids spankings are sorely under-represented in this thread.
Historically it was a job done by girls and young women before they were married. If a maid wanted to stay in the job she generally graduated on to being a housekeeper. The maids were at the entry level...the apprentices during a period when apprentices regularly got their asses whooped by their masters.

Since they typically lived in the houses where they worked, away from their parents, maids would be under the complete authority of their employer with little protection or legal recourse. Whether by lecherous masters who got off on abusing vulnerable young butts, or masters honestly disciplining badly behaved servants in-loco-parentis, I'm sure plenty of maids got spanked before worker's rights and child labor laws became a thing.

tl:dr
We need some maid spanking stories.

>>29886027
Ah, that's right. Aptly named, the little colt is.

What a hell of a spanking he's in for.

>>29886404
Good fuck me lord. That pose.

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Somepony knows she's gettin' a spanking.

>>29886679
Aw. I'd just tell her gently to follow me to the armchair in the living room, and get that skirt and tail out of the way before pulling her over my knee.

>>29886407

Spankings. Plural. One from Mama and another from Papa...with a possible one from the Principal if I'm feeling particularly sadistic.

That said, I see no harm in naming the implements.

Hoof, Hairbrush, Belt, Paddle...and a Bath Brush as well.