Malled by Anon


                                            Malled by Anon

                                            (Mom / Filly)

                                            public


                                            (11/11/2019)


                                            https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/34470344/#q34592139


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                                            >be a teenage filly in a mall

                                            >you kind of messed up in the dress store, flipping several manequinns and getting a bump on your head

                                            >who places stuff so close to each other anyway!

                                            >your mom ran up to you all concerned and you felt awful for making her worried

                                            >she helped you on your hooves and checked your head, when the vendor, a pretty slim mare, brought an ice pack

                                            >it was so embarrassing to see them all worried, when you knew you made a mess

                                            >you and your mom apologized to the mare, your mom's worried expression being replaced with an exasperated one

                                            >the vendor mare was really nice, said it's no problem and she's relieved to know you're not seriously hurt

                                            >but you knew you were still in trouble

                                            >mom led you outside and walked to the top floor

                                            >there were no ponies nearby since most of the stores were closed or empty

                                            >she eyed an area with some fake plants and couches, where ponies could relax

                                            >she gently pulled you on the couch and checked the bump again

                                            >"Does it hurt, baby? How is your head, do you feel dizzy?"

                                            >you felt an awful pang of guild

                                            "I'm okay mom, just a light head ache."

                                            >she sighed and started to look through her bag

                                            >you gulped because you knew what it means

                                            >and yes, here it is: your old filly paddle

                                            >thanks to Princess Cadance's law, the paddling of foals is regulated now

                                            >guardians and parents can legally paddle their children only with certified paddles, that had two sides

                                            >one was made of soft, short faux fur

                                            >the other one had a thick layer of genuine velvet

                                            >when the first one did not leave any marks, it was shameful to get a paddlin with this side

                                            >it was designed to spank youger foals, since it was intended to be painless, but still a shocking experience

                                            >the velvet side was not that bad, even after a long paddling, butts just lightly sting and get more pink

                                            >still, the shame of being paddled overwhelms the pain in a fanny

                                            >nevertheless, it sucks to be spanked in public

                                            >"I asked you several times to not run around in a mall. The floor is slippery, you've hurt yourself, scared this poor mare and now she has to wash these clothes"

                                            >you hung your head in shame

                                            "Can it wait until we get home?"

                                            >a small smirk appeared on her face

                                            >"Not an option, missy, this is a part of your punishment. Now please, if you could stand up and turn around"

                                            >you did as she's asked you, standing on the couch and turning to face a big window

                                            >from the top floor it was a very nice sight over the small town and nearby hills

                                            >your mom moved here from the big city, so you could breath fresh air and walk together over the hills

                                            >you loved your mom

                                            >you felt her hooves diving under your plaid skirt and grabbing the hem of your panties

                                            >oh no

                                            "Moooom, please no, no bare butt! Somepony will see!"

                                            >with a quick tug, she pulled the panties to your knees

                                            >even if your skirt still obscured the view you knew that in a few seconds anypony will be able to see EVERYTHING under your tail... and you mean everything, not only a paddle leaving stinging marks on your fanny

                                            >"Don't be such a baby, we are completely alone here and these plants cover us. Stand on your hindlegs an give me a hug"

                                            >oh wow, that's a blast from the past

                                            >the last time you were spanked standing was a few years ago, when you were a little filly

                                            >it was actually better for your butt, since the skin was not overstretched

                                            "W-Why you don't want me to bend over?"

                                            >you turned around and wrapped forehooves around your mom's neck

                                            >"Because you already punished yourself with that bump on your head, I don't want to go hard on you."

                                            >one of her hooves slipped under your tail and pulled it up with back of a skirt

                                            >even if your butt faced a wall, you blushed fiercely

                                            >then you felt the paddle touching your fanny

                                            >it was surprisigly soft

                                            "Moooom, no, not the soft side! Use the other one!"

                                            >you mom giggled and pinned the tail to your back

                                            >"No can do, baby. Now relax and think about what you've done today."

                                            >and she started swinging the paddle

                                            >it was so surreal at first, stading on hindlegs so exposed, being spanked like a little foal in public

                                            >muffled whaps that landed on your butt did not cause any pain, but nevertheless, it caused your body to jump a little

                                            >if anypony walked by and looked at the scene, they would know what's happening

                                            >you whinned in embarrassment and burried your snout in the crook of mom's neck

                                            >after it felt like several hours, she paused

                                            >"You okay there, sweetie?"

                                            >of course you are not okay, you are getting paddled in the most compromising way!

                                            >you whinned the most annoyed whine you could muster

                                            >it made your mom chuckle and nuzzle your mane

                                            >it was nice

                                            >"If you REALLY wants the other side..."

                                            >wait

                                            >is it not the end?!

                                            >before you could protest, a much smoother side clapped against your buttcheeks

                                            >hard

                                            >small grunts and whines escaped your mouth every time your mom peppered every side of your fanny

                                            >now everypony could hear the spanks!

                                            >silly thing, it was kind of reasurring to receive the 'big filly' paddling

                                            >a minute later, spanks stopper, leaving a warm, stingy feeling all over your butt

                                            >your mom flipped the paddle again and gently rubbed the tender skin

                                            "Can you pull my panties up?"

                                            >she rolled her eyes and gently guided the soft fabric up on the right place

                                            >she smoother out your skirt, not stopping rubbing across your fanny

                                            >you sighed, happy the whole punishment has ended

                                            >"Do you have anything to say to me?"

                                            >you gave your mom a big hug

                                            "I'm sorry for not listening to you"

                                            >your mom smiled and returned a hug

                                            >"I forgive you"

                                            >you both came back home and played some games after a dinner

                                            >next time, you will hide the paddle in your room

                                            >you prefer to get double spanking for messing up again and hiding the paddle, than to be punished in public