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Old Fashioned Wife 1 by Anon
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Old Fashioned Wife 1 by Anon
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(Anon / Pinkie Pie)
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(29/07/2016)
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>you love your wife, Pinkie Pie
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>love her until the day you die
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>but there are times when she just does things
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>and the second she does them, they result in a big fat mess
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>it can be pretty annoying
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>but you love her anyway
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>but tonight, this wasn’t a mess
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>this was a big deal
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>bigger than a mess
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>forgetting to set the alarm on the oven
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>and leaving something inside of it
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>By the time you discovered it, it was almost too late
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>big clouds of black smoke, the cake was set completely on fire
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>it spread to the counter
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>if there wasn’t a big fire extinguisher in that kitchen and a deep sink to dump the burned cake in, you might be homeless
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>You’re sitting on the couch now
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>head in your hooves
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>bent down, just thinking
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>recovering from that very stressful ordeal
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>The oven is a black hollow, unusable
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>and across from you, Pinkie Pie sits in another chair
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>She’s crying, but quietly to herself
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>She hasn’t said a word since you quenched the fire with the sink
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>she’s afraid to look at you
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>You are mad, honestly
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>she’s been quite forgetful in the past
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>but until now, you’ve both been lucky
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>her brain just moves at a million miles an hour
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>moving from one thing to the next
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>and it’s getting her (and you) in a lot of trouble lately
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>Pinkie wipes her weepy eyes
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>”I’m so, soooo sorry, Anon.”
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>You say nothing back
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>you’re still trying to calm down
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>you don’t want to shout at her
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>she feels bad about this already
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>you don’t have to make her feel even worse
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>She whispers
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>”Are you mad at me?”
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>should you shake your head, say no?
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>You decide to tell the truth.
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>You nod
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>”Yes. I am.”
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>Pinkie sinks into the chair, looking guilty
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>the thought of making you mad at her is a big deal to the pink pony
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>all she wants to do is make you happy, after all
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>You don’t stop it at that, though.
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>”Pinkie… you could’ve burned the house down. All because you forgot about the oven, again. What were you even doing that made you forget?”
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>You sound like a father scolding his filly
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>She’s an adult, but sometimes you just can’t help yourself but talk like this to her
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>Sometimes, she does act a little like a filly
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>innocent
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>It’s hard to be mad at somepony so sweet and good natured
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>but she needs a wakeup call
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>no more “no, it’s ok sweetie” stuff
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>this was serious
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>Pinkie Pie is broken up over it
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>she stammers
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>”I-I have n-no idea how I forgot. I was just… I’m sorry.”
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>she bows her head to you
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>Pinkie is crying
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>you watch her from the couch just start to lose it
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>you know she’s not just doing it for sympathy
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>she feels awful
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>she’s the kind of mare who owns up to her mistakes
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>takes responsibility fully
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>You don’t need to be harsh with her
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>she’s hard enough on herself about all of this
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>feeling for her, you reach your hoof out to her
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>A good warm hug will help de escalate the situation, you think
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>you speak softly
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>”Hey, come here, Pinkie.”
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>The pink pony looks up through her big, shiny eyes at you
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>when she see your hoof, you think she’ll maybe cheer up a little
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>know you aren’t furious with her
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>but that’s not what happens
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>instead, you see her ears flop back
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>she stares for a couple of seconds
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>swallows
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>it looks like she’s hesitating to even get up
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>she’s low to the floor when she starts to walk over
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>your face is blank
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>confused
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>why is she acting like this?
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>maybe she’s feeling so bad that she doesn’t even feel like she deserves a hug?
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>Poor thing.
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>”Ok, ‘non…I’m coming...”
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>She sounds like she is trying not to sob
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>she takes a couple more steps
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>but she’s off to your side
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>walking to the space next to you, it seems like
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>confused, you beckon to her again
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>say almost with a whisper, “Come on, come here, sweetie”
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>then, though, something happens that you did not expect
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>She hurries forward with a gentle squeak, like your gentle beckoning to her to come to you was barked at her like a command
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>and then, before you can reach around her and pull her in
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>she avoids your hoof
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>slides under it
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>and bewilders you with what she does next
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>She leans over the couch cushions
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>and starts to crawl over you where you’re seated
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>right on top of your lap
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>and then, with your hooves up high beside your head with surprise, she drops down on top of your lap
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>laying down horizontally
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>You sit there for at least ten seconds in shock
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>not the kind of adrenaline pumping shock
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>just the “what the hell just happened” kind
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>You simply stare down at your wife, who is laying across your knees
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>sure, she’s sometimes a pretty weird pony >but this just doesn’t make ANY sense to you
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>She’s got her face hidden in her hooves and her eyes shut tight
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>like she’s bracing herself for impact
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>The only thing you can say when you see her is, "Uhh, what are you doing, Pinkie Pie?"
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>She gasps
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>then she looks up at you
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>over her shoulder
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>she cringes, you can feel on your legs
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>She starts stammering again
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>"Oh! I, uh, ummm, I just..."
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>She is blushing red as a rose
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>But she stays still on your legs
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>"I just assumed you were, that you were gonna... since you were m-mad and you wanted me to come over, you were gonna... punish me."
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>The party pony is looking at you with a dead serious expression
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>Your wife is bad at sarcasm
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>and even though you've barely been married 6 months, you know when she is joking around
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>now wasn't that time
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>For a while you don't breathe
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>too shocked to speak
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>Except...
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>"WHAT?"
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>You can't believe what you just heard
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>Now, all of a sudden you realize what she was doing
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>you can't believe it
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>a husband, to his wife? Doing THAT to her?
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>If you ever had foals, then maybe you'd do something like that to THEM when they acted up
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>but your wife?
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>what was this, the middle ages?
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>It's official, you married a crazy pony.
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>You have so many questions on your mind to ask right now
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>but you'll start simple
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>"Ok, ok... Pinkie. I just... let's take a step back for a second."
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>you gently push on her belly
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>telling her silently to get up
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>she does, and sits in front of you
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>she's still blushing, and breathing hard
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>Your gaze meets her eyes
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>"Why, in all of Equestria, do you think I was going to do something like... THAT, to you?"
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>Now, Pinkie Pie is also looking confused at you
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>Her answer is innocent sounding
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>"I t-told you, because you were really mad and I almost burned the house down, and th-then you told me to come to you, so I just thought you were going to... spank me."
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>Once again, there is no joking bone in Pinkie Pie's body right now
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>She's completely serious
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>All you can do is stare at her, right now
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>Where to even begin?
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>"Pinkie, why on earth do you think I would ever do something like that to you? Where ever did you get an idea like that from?"
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>Pinkie Pie seems so confused right now
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>Like the questions you're asking are in a different language or something
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>But she answers
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>speaking quietly and looking at you with tears still in her eyes
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>"I... b-but I don't get it. That's what my daddy did to MY mom... and my Aunt Shale's husband did to her when she was out of line..."
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>Hoooly crap
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>Now, this all makes sense
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>Not just this, tonight, oh no
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>EVERYTHING
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>You weren't a domineering kind of pony
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>When you ran into Pinkie Pie, you fell in love with her for who she was
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>And she trusted you, totally
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>But boy, was she submissive to you
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>you didn't demand that of her
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>She just was that way
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>and now, you understand why
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>You don’t even think Pinkie knows how weird that is
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>understands how other ponies who are together relate when they’re angry
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>poor pony thinks that you’ll smack her ass repeatedly if she does something wrong
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>just like her parents
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>your heart aches
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>”Oh. Ok then. But I’m not gonna do that, Pinkie. Even if that’s what you did back home…”
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>Pinkie cocks her head at you
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>She asks you a question delicately
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>”Wait, so… back home? So, are you saying that other ponies don’t do that? Then how do stallions punish their wives around here, then?”
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>Fuck, that’s a weird question for you
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>like it’s from a different dimension
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>she’s so innocent when she asks it
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>you can’t believe she really thought that wife spanking was considered normal
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>You laugh nervously
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>”Uhhh, they… don’t?”
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>Pinkie Pie’s eyes widen
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>she looks at you like you just sprouted a second head
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>”What!? But, b-but… how do they make sure their wives obey them, then?”
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>How far away from Ponyville was this rock farm, again?
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>”Uhh, they… don’t?”
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>Pinkie seems to ponder this for a while
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>Her lips purse together
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>she thinks, eyebrow raised
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>you always thought she looked adorable when she was contemplative
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>Finally she shakes her head gravely
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>“I don’t get it. That just seems so… so, wrong!”
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>You knew her family was old fashioned, but this was so foreign to you that you don’t even know what to say
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>culturally, Pinkie’s ideas of marriage are way, waaay different than you ever thought they were
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>You sigh, uncertainly
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>”Ok, Pinkie. So, lemme get this straight. You think that, because you’re my wife, you have to always do whatever I say?”
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>Pinkie’s eyes narrow
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>like you asked her a stupid question
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>she nods many times
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>”Well, yeah! Of course.”
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>This is so weird
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>you keep up your line of questioning
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>”Ok. And always doing whatever I say, always obeying me… you’re ok with that? Like, do you feel happy doing that?”
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>Again, Pinkie’s expression is like you are a crazy pony
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>She nods again
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>”Uhh, yeah! Why wouldn’t I? I love you!”
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>Something happens in your brain when you hear her say that
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>A realization
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>The fact she wanted to marry you, thinking what she thinks now
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>thinking that she had to always obey you
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>and yet, she married you anyway
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>The amount of trust she has in you, just…
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>blows your mind
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>you take a long breath in and out
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>You honestly have to admit that you are flattered right now
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>more than you ever have been in your life.
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>still you have your own thoughts on this matter
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>but you don’t want to tell Pinkie them word for word
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>tell her that her ideas are old fashioned, ridiculous
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>You know she’s still feeling bad about almost burning the house down
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>and rejecting her notions right now, could really, really hurt her
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>make her feel like you’re rejecting her love and devotion outright
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>you don’t want to do that to her
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>You also still have one question
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>the thing you are still weirded out by
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>”And if you disobey, or do something wrong… you expected me to spank you for it?”
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>This time, Pinkie Pie nods less eagerly
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>her ears flop back
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>but still, she’s totally sincere
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>”Uh huh. When I was a filly growing up, that’s what my daddy told me had to happen sometimes. He told me that sometimes, a husband had to love his wife enough to put her back in line when she needs it, even if she doesn’t like it. Just like whenever he had to spank me or Limestone or Marble or Maud.”
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>she says matter of factly
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>Oh, no.
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>you go over what she just said in your head
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>and you realize the implications of it
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>”a husband has to love his wife enough…”
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>This feels so twisted to you
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>so, if a husband DOESN’T punish his wife, “when she needs it” then according to what Pinkie believes
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>he doesn’t love her enough?
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>You ask the next question very, very carefully
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>”So, Pinkie, tonight… when you thought I was going to punish you, did you…... think you “needed it?”
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>The pink pony looks at you with her eyes beginning to tear up
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>She hesitates
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>but somehow, you know what her answer was going to be
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>you cringe when she says it
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>”Uh huh. A… a lot.”
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>Now you’re in deep water
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>up a creek without… or with a paddle
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>what do you even tell her?
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>that wife spanking isn’t on the table
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>tell her that you aren’t like that
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>and
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>basically reject her whole upbringing, her ideas of her married life
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>and risk offending her and insulting her whole family’s traditions
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>and in her mind, “not love her enough”
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>be culturally insensitive
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>oooorrr
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>do you just… do it?
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>You want to ignore option B completely
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>but the more you think about it, the more you see
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>she says she’s happy doing what she is doing now
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>content with obeying you
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>does it because she loves you
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>Pinkie Pie is stifling herself
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>but she’s crying
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>you see her teary eyes
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>she’s waiting for you to make a decision
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>You feel sick to your stomach
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>how in the world are you actually considering this right now?
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>how did you get to this point?
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>You sigh
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>your hooves are shaking
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>You ask her, seriously as you can
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>”Pinkie, please be 100% honest with me, ok? Is this what you really want? Are you really, truly happy with this? With us, just the way it has been?”
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>Pinkie Pie’s eyes light up
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>She licks a tear off her lip
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>and she nods her head
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>no hesitation
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>”Uh huh. I am, Anon. PINKIE Promise.”
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>Your heart beats hard
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>you gulp
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>she treats those promises so seriously it isn’t even funny
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>she means it
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>here it comes, the big question
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>the question you never thought you would ask her in a million years
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>”And if I punished you, for what happened tonight… would you feel better about all of this?”
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>Pinkie Pie shivers
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>She looks down at your lap
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>her head slowly begins to nod
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>”Uh huh. I-it would, Anon.”
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>there it is
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>the final answer
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>you can’t believe what it is you are about to do
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>but if this is what she truly wants
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>both tonight and in general
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>feels she deserves
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>you decided you’re going to do it.
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>Sigh
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>”Ok, Pinkie Pie. I’ll do it.”
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>there it is
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>the final answer
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>you can’t believe what it is you are about to do
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>but if this is what she truly wants
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>both tonight and in general
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>feels she deserves
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>you decided you’re going to do it.
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>Sigh
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>”Ok, Pinkie Pie. I’ll do it.”
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>Her mixed emotions when you say this show up on her big, expressive face
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>for a quick second you see her eyes and ears perk up
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>but then, she looks fearful
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>A tear drops down
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>She looks at you tensely
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>”Yes, Anon.”
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>You don’t even have to ask her
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>she starts walking over to you
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>eyeing your lap
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>you decide you’re just going to let her do her thing
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>she obviously knows how it’s done
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>Pinkie gets back into the same position she was in before
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>laying across your knees
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>whole body on the couch
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>rear hooves pointed away to the window
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>head next to your lap on the couch
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>Holy fuck this is awkward
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>your only experience with spankings was a couple of times as a colt
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>and they weren’t like this
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>not as formal, just a few spanks standing up
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>you honestly don’t even know what to do next
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>should you just… start smacking her butt now?
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>You’re hesitant to do anything to her as it is
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>you don’t want to do it in a way she won’t approve
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>”Uhh, so… hey, Pinkie? I want to do this right, so… where you’re from, how do husbands do it exactly?”
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>It’s so weird asking her this question when she’s laying down over your lap
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>you don’t know how hard to spank
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>you don’t know how long
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>you don’t know anything!
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>Pinkie Pie is super tense right now
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>understandably
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>but she starts calmly answering your question
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>trying not to cry already
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>”Well… my daddy had a big, old wooden hairbrush. He used that, but…”
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>Ok, this was already crazy enough
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>If you were going to do this, there was no way in hell some hairbrush was factoring into that
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>You switch the topic quickly
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>”Oh. Well… ahem. So, and how long did he do it for?”
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>if this is going to be a punishment, you don’t want it to just be a few slaps and done
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>at least, if you’re even gonna do it at all
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>that would probably just make things worse
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>make her think you’re just half assing it
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>You really don’t want to do this, still
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>You start second guessing yourself
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>But you decide to stick with your decision, for her sake
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>She replied, shyly
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>”I-I don’t know… he did it a long time. They hurt a lot, they were supposed to.”
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>She grabs the couch with her hoof
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>bracing herself
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>Pinkie knows that telling you this could mean worse things for her
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>but she’s still telling you
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>that says something
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>What did you get yourself into?
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>Well, whatever it is you’re going to do to her, it can be done with your hoof
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>you aren’t using some big hairbrush on her
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>never
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>You are just not going to think about it
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>Fuck it.
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>She's obedient to you
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>keeping her tail away from her posterior
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>now, she’s just waiting
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>you decide that she shouldn’t have to wait any longer
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>but still, you’ll give her a warning
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>”Ok, Pinkie. I’m just going to do it now, until… until you’ve learned your lesson.”
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>Fuck
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>that was the most awkward thing that’s ever come out of your mouth
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>that came all the way back from your foalhood days
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>your own parents
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>You feel like you’re talking to your own wife like a child
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>Pinkie Pie, though, doesn’t seem to think the same way
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>She nods her head and hides her face
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>”O-ok. Yes, Anon.”
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>Poor pony
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>you don’t know how you’ll live with yourself
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>Let’s just get this over with
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>You lift your hoof up
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>Pinkie senses it and squeaks
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>she shuts her eyes
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>No more delaying
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>You aim at her butt, which is perched on your knee
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>Sticking out
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>And then
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>you swing it down
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>onto her butt
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>and it makes a sharp, hard SMACK!
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>”Yow!”
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>Pinkie Pie’s yelp follows the spank right away
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>But to your shock she stays perfectly still
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>you don’t want to wait too long
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>might make you think too much
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>or think AT ALL
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>Another harsh SMACK!
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>”OUCH!”
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>Pinkie exclaims again
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>You hear her cries, but she’s still not moving
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>You guess you’re doing it right?
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>Well, you can’t stop after two spanks
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>so, you give her another one
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>SMACK!
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>”Ah!”
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>This time, her hoof back hoof moves a little bit
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>kicks, but just barely
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>You do it again, and again
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>SMACK SMACK! SMACK!
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>”Ow, ow! OW!”
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>SMACK!
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>”Aow!”
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>SMACK!
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>”Oow! Uh, uhuuuhh”
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>Then you hear it
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>she’s starting to cry
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>little sobs
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>You honestly just want to stop now
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>But something inside you says not to do that
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>the words “he did it a long time” echo in your mind
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>This has barely been any time at all
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>smack goes your hand
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>over and over again
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>And Pinkie’s getting a lot louder
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>Even though, she hasn't moved an inch on you
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>You're just going to keep going.
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>The pink mare rubs one leg with the other
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>yips and yells every time your hoof gives her butt a stinging smack
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>shivers and sobs
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>but she refuses to struggle
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>apart from some twitching
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>she’s so sweet and kind and affectionate
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>you hate hearing her in pain, and crying
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>You’ve been trying to ignore it, but it’s not easy
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>”Yowch! Oww! OWW!”
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>You’re getting in a rhythm
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>left, right, middle
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>left, right, middle
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>it seems like it’s working
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>based on Pinkie Pie’s tears
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>you’re watching closely
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>paying attention to her butt
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>you don’t want to leave a bruise
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>so far, it’s hard to tell that you even did anything
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>her backside is pink, after all
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>You can only imagine what a big hairbrush would do to her
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>You try not to think about that
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>Pinkie Pie just submits to it all
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>she’s so tense
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>you can tell she wants to move
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>but she isn’t
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>you can only imagine what’s going through her mind right now
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>wanting to please you
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>wanting to take the punishment she feels like she deserves
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>such a heavy weight on her mind
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>SMACK! SMACK! SMACK, SMACK SMACK!
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>”Uhhuhhoow! Oww! OWIEEE!”
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>That’s when she moves, for the first time
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>Shakes her butt away from you
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>kicks her hooves
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>All of a sudden, it’s like she’s about to have a panic attack
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>she gasps
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>Starts stammering
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>”I-Im-m sorry! Sorry, Anon! I won’t kick anymore, I’m sorry!”
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>Oh, jeez
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>you didn’t even say anything
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>since she’s submissive with everything else, it only makes sense
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>she feels like she has to totally submit to this spanking, too
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>to her, struggling is disobedience
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>your heart is breaking
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>you almost stop right there
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>call it a night, give your wife the biggest, warmest hug and kiss you’ve ever given
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>but before you do that, something occurs to you
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>a thought, that makes you groan inwardly
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>if you stop now
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>then she’ll think you’re stopping because you don’t think she can take it
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>because you feel sorry for her
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>not because you think, as you said before, that she “learned her lesson”
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>And it still hasn’t been much time
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>You never want to do this again
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>”It’s ok, Pinkie. A-are you, doing ok?”
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>god, that seems like a stupid question
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>she’s crying while being spanked!
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>”Doing ok?” are you retarded?
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>But she cries out a teary eyed response
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>She nods her head
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>Her poofy mane isn’t as poofy anymore
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>”Y-yes, Anoonnn…”
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>You’ll take that with a grain of salt
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>You’re starting to see a little bit of darker pink on her plump tush
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>It’s obvious she’s in pain
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>but you have to go on
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>at least a little while more
-
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>You’ve been spanking the same spots this whole time
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>Leaving small dark pink circles on her butt
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>You decide that you’ll start spanking lower
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>You aim, and SMACK! goes your hoof
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>Pinkie yelps, and her back hooves do a little wiggle
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>but she doesn’t kick
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>you spank the other cheek, same spot
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>she hiccups and sobs into her legs
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>Several more swats and Pinkie is really starting to cry
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>Before it was softer, held back
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>now it’s more open
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>Instead of kicking or moving her butt anywhere, Pinkie Pie shuffles her legs up and down each other
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>”Owwowowoww!”
-
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>But she hasn’t begged at all
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>pleaded for you to stop
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>even said your name
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>Your poor wife still must feel so guilty
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>and knowing how submissive she is, she’d probably lay right here all night long
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>take whatever punishment you give her
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>Because that’s what she thinks she has to do
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>You love her
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>and you’re so glad she married you
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>not some other stallion
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>because you will never abuse her trust of you
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>never go too far just because she’ll let you
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>which is why you have to stop, now
-
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>But first, you’re going to follow through with your promise to her from the beginning
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>your promise that you would spank her until she “learned her lesson” or whatever
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>So, you stop smacking her ass and ask a big question
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>So, Pinkie, have you learned your lesson yet?”
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>Pinkie Pie can’t answer you right away
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>But you’re just happy to be done with this whole thing
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>she’ll just say yes
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>and then as soon as she does you’ll let her up and give her a desperately needed hug
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>Finally she speaks, through sobs
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>”I-I, I h-haven’t… I don’t think I have yet, Anooonn, I’m sorryyy…”
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>Oh, fuck.
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>You weren’t planning on this happening.
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>How long did these things take for her family?
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>With a hairbrush?
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>WHAT?
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>Screw it, you’re going to try reasoning with her
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>”Pinkie, sweetie, why do you think that?”
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>ironic
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>she’s the one being spanked
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>but you’re the one basically begging for it to be over
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>She cries some more
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>wipes her face on the couch
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>thing is covered in tears
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>her butt is light red, too
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>she’s been spanked plenty, right?
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>Right?
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>”I alm-most burned the house down… a-again… uhhhuuhuhhh… we coulda been on the street c-cuz of me…”
-
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>so that’s it, then
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>You just haven’t done it hard enough
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>she thinks she just deserves more
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>this is crazy
-
>horrible
-
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>You can’t believe it, but you have to keep going
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>You sigh, try to calm your fast beating heart
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>mentally brace yourself
-
>after all of this, you are going to have a talk with her
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>a REAL talk
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>God, this poor pony
-
-
>”Ok, Pinkie. I’m gonna keep going, ok?”
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>Pinkie Pie shivers on your lap
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>she nods obediently
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>”O-ok… yes, Anooon”
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>no time to sit and think
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>you have a job you promised her you would do
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>You raise your hoof, and spank her again
-
-
>You get back to the rhythm, and pretty soon she’s sobbing all over again
-
>her posterior is heating up
-
>and even though she’s doing her best
-
>she still sometimes just has to shuffle her hooves
-
>but she never moves her flanks
-
>makes sure that they’re always in the same place
-
>ready for the next swat
-
>her butt has to be on fire
-
>It sure looks that way
-
-
>Your hoof is starting to burn, too
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>You think a morbid thought
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>No wonder her dad used a hairbrush instead
-
>but you can’t even imagine how much that thing would hurt the sweet pony on your lap
-
-
>Pinkie lifts her head when you spank her on the bottom part of her butt
-
>cries out loudly, freely
-
>Her puffy hair is getting in her face
-
>tears are getting it wet
-
>you honestly don’t know if you should stop now or not
-
-
>You don’t have a clock
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>But you guess it’s been a couple of minutes
-
>does that count as a long time?
-
>Her bottom is getting redder
-
>you don’t know
-
>you honestly wish Pinkie gave you a time amount
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>so you could do half of that
-
>without that fucking hairbrush
-
-
>your mind keeps going back to that brush
-
>but it’s only now that you are starting to realize something
-
>Pinkie, bless her heart, is probably used to a spanking from THAT thing
-
>not from your measly little hoof
-
>and even though she’s crying, she’s still in control of herself
-
>And she’s a pretty loud and noisy pony to begin with
-
-
>Oh crap.
-
>It’s no wonder she doesn’t feel like it’s enough.
-
>But what that means for you is…
-
-
>No, you won’t do that
-
>No hairbrush
-
>But you have an idea
-
>And it’s still not one you like.
-
-
>You need to lay down the law, and go full at it
-
>Or she’ll never feel ok with what you’re giving her
-
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>You take a deep breath and aim your hoof
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>Then, you begin spanking much faster
-
>SMACK, SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!
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>”Uhhuhh, OWW! Ouch, oowww, ow ow ow! OW!”
-
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>Pinkie’s cries suddenly get louder
-
>Less sniffly, more bawly
-
>Your hoof leaves some little red prints on her tush
-
>They make you wince, and your stomach feels bad
-
>But she doesn’t move
-
>even though her hooves are twitching and the rest of her body is so tense
-
>the now blubbering pony still stays there, across your lap
-
>taking the punishment she (thinks) deserves
-
-
>And the beat goes on and on
-
-
>You force yourself to just stick with it
-
>follow through with every spank
-
>Your hoof stings and is turning red, too
-
>but it’s nothing compared to how Pinkie’s backside looks
-
>your spanks are now painting temporary white hoofprints that fade back into red
-
>like pressing against a sunburn
-
-
>then she kicks, again
-
>just a single time
-
>but she reacts in the same way as before
-
>choking and crying
-
>”Ssorry! Sorry, ahoww, I’m sorry…”
-
-
>You ignore that
-
>you can’t tell her right now, exactly
-
>but you don’t care if she kicks
-
>struggles
-
>you won’t punish her worse for something like that
-
-
>The clock keeps ticking on
-
>and you don’t think you can take much more of this
-
>not anymore than she can
-
>You are spanking her seriously, no holds barred
-
>disregarding the stinging in your own hoof
-
>and now, Pinkie is howling
-
>crying without trying to keep herself calm or quiet at all
-
>her mouth is gaping open
-
>tears are turning her face red, too
-
-
>”BWAAAAHH! OWWOWOWOWOWOW!!”
-
-
>that’s when she starts to squirm anyway
-
>under your spanks, she begins to move her butt
-
>not much, but despite all of her best tries, she can’t help it anymore
-
>you don’t think she even knows that she’s doing it
-
>Because, well, she’s still doing it
-
>and that makes your heart shatter
-
>knowing she's in that much pain right now
-
>it's just...
-
-
>That’s it. Enough.
-
>You spank her a few more times, and stop
-
-
>Pinkie Pie is crying brokenly
-
>Her butt is an angry, burning red
-
>she’s sliding her hooves back and forth
-
>over the couch cushion
-
>but she suddenly stops
-
>goes rigid
-
>and she starts stuttering yet again
-
-
>”I’m ss-sorry, I didn’t realize, I-I’ll stop! I won’t mo-ove!”
-
-
>Oh god, that’s it
-
>you aren’t giving her one more spank
-
>you refuse
-
>you know what you’re going to do
-
-
>You pick her up, lifting around her underside
-
>Pinkie’s still weeping
-
>her spanked tail end fiery red
-
>you lift the plump pony up
-
>slide her over your lap
-
>and hug her tight with both arms
-
-
>The poor thing hiccups and sobs
-
>but when she sees you are hugging her, she latches onto you like a filly
-
>squeezes you hard
-
>hugging you around your shoulders
-
-
>You feel tears in your eyes
-
>as well as the tears of your wife on your shoulder
-
>her mane is wet
-
>the poof in her pretty hair much less than usual
-
>You rub her back lovingly
-
>right between her shoulders
-
-
>”I’m-m sorryy! Waahahaaa!”
-
-
>You feel so sorry for her
-
>she’s in pain in more ways than one
-
>your mouth is right next to her ear
-
>you talk into it
-
-
>”Pinkie, sweetie, it’s ok, now! It’s over, shhh, it’s over, I’m done. I’m not mad at you, you’re ok, shhh”
-
>You pat her back and nuzzle her mane
-
>The pink pony melts into your hug
-
>begging for forgiveness
-
>her rear legs squirm
-
>probably from the pain in her bottom
-
>you can feel how hot it is now that it’s touching your lap
-
-
>you cringe
-
>hug Pinkie tighter
-
>you really did it to her hard
-
>you are starting to regret ever going through with this
-
-
>you wait for Pinkie’s cries to quiet down
-
>and eventually, they do
-
-
>Pinkie Pie finally relaxes a little bit
-
>You rock the poor mare back and forward
-
>she doesn’t let go
-
>you nuzzle her again, wiping tears on her mane as you do
-
>then, you relax your hold
-
>let the whimpering pony lean back
-
>and you give her a wet, deep kiss
-
-
>Air sniffs through Pinkie’s runny nose
-
>she’s definitely surprised
-
>but she “mmphs” with pleased shock when you plant your lips on hers
-
>And with another tear spilling down her face
-
>she closes her eyes and kisses you back
-
-
>you keep the tender moment going
-
>she sometimes has to gasp for air
-
>her nose is too stuffy
-
>but she goes right back to kissing you once she gets a breath
-
-
>eventually, you force yourself to break the kiss
-
>you have other business with her that you need to discuss
-
>desperately
-
>you never want to do this again
-
-
>You start to gently move Pinkie off your lap
-
>”Ok, Pinkie Pie. Can you just, I dunno, sit next to me? We have to talk.”
-
-
>You didn’t want that to sound ominous
-
>but it did
-
>Pinkie’s face is still stuffed into your chest
-
>but you feel her slowly nod her head against you
-
-
>”Yes, Anon.”
-
>She says shakily
-
>Then, she reluctantly moves off your lap
-
>Her puffy eyes and face held low
-
>Nervously
-
>You realize that Pinkie must somehow think you’re going to scold her more
-
-
>She sits down on the couch
-
>winces
-
>You feel like slapping yourself, forgetting that sitting down is probably not very comfortable for her now
-
>”A-Actually, Pinkie, if you would be more comfortable not sitting down, you could…”
-
-
>you don’t finish the sentence
-
>you just point to the floor around you
-
>inviting her to stand if she wants
-
>Pinkie Pie hesitates
-
>looks at the floor and then at you
-
>and then, she asks, “O-Ok… s-so do you want me to not sit down?”
-
-
>this time, it’s hard not to groan with frustration
-
>to her, the only thing that matters is your say so
-
>what YOU want
-
>it’s exasperating
-
>but you control yourself
-
>”Whatever you think is more comfortable, Pinkie. That’s what I want. Ok?”
-
-
>You hope it sinks in
-
>You don’t want to have to order her to sit down or stand
-
>Let her make a decision for herself, the poor thing!
-
>Pinkie nods her head
-
>”Ok… yes, Anon.”
-
-
>and slowly, she gets up
-
>and stands facing you
-
>ok, good
-
>you’re glad you suggested it as an option
-
>god, her butt must REALLY hurt
-
>these cushions are pretty soft!
-
-
>Then, Pinkie starts talking
-
>breathing shallow, fast
-
>she’s bowing her head
-
>and her back hooves shuffling behind her
-
-
>”I’m-m really sorry I kicked so much, Anon. I didn’t mean to do it, I Pinkie Promise! Next time you spank me, I-I’ll stay more still…”
-
-
>no
-
>no more
-
>you can’t take it anymore
-
>”No, Pinkie. Just… listen. Listen to me ok?”
-
-
>Pinkie’s ears flop down
-
>she instantly quiets down
-
>true to herself
-
>Then her big eyes looking at you attentively
-
>dropping whatever she was going to say
-
-
>You address her directly
-
>Pinkie Pie, I love you. I love you dearly. And I know you love me, too.”
-
-
>Pinkie Pie can’t quite stand still
-
>her butt is throbbing too much
-
>but she’s listening
-
>you lean your head in
-
>looking at her closely
-
-
>”And I know you want to show me that you love me, too. But Pinkie… that doesn’t mean that you always have to do exactly what I say no matter what. It doesn’t mean I can just boss you around. Ok?”
-
-
>Pinkie Pie’s face is somewhat predictable
-
>slowly it turns into a confused expression
-
>she’s hesitant to speak up
-
>but she does
-
-
>”Oh… b-but I’m your wife, so… doesn’t that mean you’re the boss, though?”
-
-
>Fucking shit
-
>how are you going to get through to her?
-
-
>”Oh, well I uhh… ok, Pinkie. Let me put things this way. There’s a difference between a boss, and a boss who loves you. And even though I love you...”
-
>you are desperately hoping what you say makes sense
-
>”Sometimes, Pinkie, I may do things that don’t feel very, well, loving. Because nopony’s perfect, right?”
-
-
>Pinkie’s slowly nodding her head
-
>looks like she’s following
-
>meanwhile, her back legs are still dancing in place a little
-
>butt moving side to side
-
>”R-Right…”
-
-
>”Right. And Pinkie Pie, whenever that happens, I want you to be able to tell me when. If I’m ever doing something you don’t like, or treating you in a way that makes you feel bad, I want you to be able to tell me, sweetie! Ok? Because I love you, and if I’m just acting like your boss, then I’m not being a good husband.”
-
-
>Pinkie sniffs and snorts through her clogged nose
-
>she looks at you with those huge, expressive eyes
-
>and they’re lighting up a little with understanding of what you’re telling her
-
-
>”But, but, you are a good husband, Anon!”
-
-
>the fact that a pony could say that
-
>so sincerely
-
>just after they’d been spanked by said husband as punishment
-
>it’s kind of hilarious
-
>in a fucked up way
-
>you nod, and your eyes do a roll
-
-
>”Well, yes, but that doesn’t mean I won’t have my bad days, ok?”
-
-
>Pinkie smiles just a little
-
>blushing
-
>she looks back at her flank
-
>makes a pained face
-
-
>”Yeah… I guess I understand. I have my bad days, too”
-
-
>You wince when you see what she’s looking at
-
>but it turns to a smile
-
>Finally, she gets it
-
>at least, it’s a start
-
-
>”That’s ok, sweetie. It’s all ok, in the past.”
-
>you assure her
-
-
>This makes Pinkie’s face brighten up
-
>she stares at the ground
-
>blushing harder
-
>”Ok…”
-
-
>”So Pinkie, do you promise to let me know? To speak up whenever I’m not acting the way I should, even...”
-
>you pause
-
>almost trail off
-
>but at the last second, you finish
-
>”even though I’m the boss?”
-
-
>long pause
-
>You hope to Celestia she says yes
-
>you pray to Celestia she says yes
-
-
>When Pinkie Pie slowly nods, you feel overjoyed
-
>”Uh huh… If that’s what you want, Anon.”
-
-
>Alright, now that takes care of one thing
-
>but there’s still one more thing you need to talk about
-
>and it’s not going to be pretty
-
-
>Sigh
-
>sigh again
-
>ok, it’s time to just go out with it
-
>”And Pinkie… we need to talk about spanking.”
-
-
>There it is
-
>that word again
-
>It makes Pinkie’s face instantly drop
-
>she gasps softly
-
>gulps
-
>”Oh. Ok...”
-
-
>somehow, you think she thinks you are going to scold her
-
>talk to her about her moving during the punishment
-
>you’re gonna set that straight
-
-
>”Ok, Pinkie. About what happened tonight… I don’t want to do it ever again.”
-
-
>Ok, it’s out
-
>let’s see how she reacts
-
>you hope she understands
-
-
>Pinkie Pie wipes her runny nose
-
>she looks just like she did before
-
>before you spanked her
-
-
>”I know, Anon. I, I-I’ll be good, I won’t forget the oven again…”
-
-
>Oh, wait
-
>you should probably rephrase
-
>poor Pinkie thinks you’re promising her another spanking if she forgets again
-
>although, you’ll definitely be pissed
-
>whatever
-
-
>”No Pinkie. I mean, I CAN’T do it ever again. Just seeing you cry, knowing you’re in pain. I can’t do it.”
-
-
>That should be clear, now
-
>you wait
-
-
>Pinkie Pie stares at you for a minute
-
>then, she pulls her thinking face
-
>that adorable expression with her eyes narrow
-
>eyebrows bent down in thought
-
-
>She talks slowly
-
>like she’s reasoning while she talks
-
>”But… it’s a punishment. Isn’t it supposed to hurt? I mean, I know I cry, but I’m ok, Anon! It’s just my butt.”
-
-
>Only Pinkie Pie could say something like that and sound so innocent
-
>You sigh with exasperation
-
-
>”I know, I know, Pinkie. I know it didn’t hurt you permanently or anything, but that isn’t the point. I don’t want to cause you pain, sweetie. Even if it’s temporary.”
-
-
>Pinkie surprises you when she responds
-
>she frowns
-
>looks at you confused
-
-
>”But… what about when we want to have foals someday?”
-
-
>you blink
-
>not sure about what she’s asking
-
>but then, suddenly, you get it
-
-
>”Now, Pinkie, that’s different. With our filly or colt, I might consider doing that, ok? But not with you. That’s just different.”
-
-
>Pinkie isn’t letting up, though
-
-
>”Ok… but why different? If you think you should spank our kids sometimes when they’re bad, why not me?”
-
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>A wife
-
>in the modern day
-
>arguing for why you SHOULD spank her
-
>this is the strangest conversation you’ve ever had
-
>you’re getting frustrated
-
-
>”Because you’re my WIFE, Pinkie!”
-
-
>”But I sometimes do bad stuff, like tonight… almost burn the house down. Sometimes a wife might need it even if she doesn’t want it, need tough love…”
-
-
>“Pinkie Pie, I only did this tonight because I was afraid you would think that I didn’t love you enough. I thought you would think that I didn’t care about you unless I spanked you. But tough love doesn’t have to be me… me smacking your butt until you cry! Does it?”
-
-
>You meant it to be rhetorical
-
>Pinkie doesn’t get your meaning
-
>She gives it a little thought
-
>And then
-
>”I guess… sometimes?”
-
-
>This time you actually groan
-
>Damn it, you are so frustrated
-
>Poor thing is brainwashed, you think
-
>Fine. You aren’t getting anywhere with this
-
>not tonight
-
-
>”Uhhgghh… ok, Pinkie. Let’s just not talk about this anymore for now. Ok?”
-
-
>Pinkie hears you groan
-
>she knows you’re getting annoyed
-
>she looks at you worriedly
-
>”Ok. Sorry, Anon…”
-
-
>”No, don’t be. It’s ok. I’m glad you’re telling me what’s on your mind, sweetie. I really am.”
-
-
>Pinkie smiles
-
>She blushes
-
>looks at you with a twinkle in her eye
-
-
>”Well, that’s what you said you wanted me to do, Anon. So I’ll do it!”
-
-
>Ok, that’s it
-
>You have to smile at that
-
>her tone of voice was almost…
-
>playful
-
>lighter hearted than she’s been all night
-
>a glimpse into her fun side
-
-
>you reach out both hooves this time
-
>open them wide
-
>Then, you say, with a big smile, “Ok, Pinkie. Come here.”
-
-
>There’s no confusion this time about what you mean
-
>Pinkie’s tearstained face lights up the room
-
>And she walks into your chest and snuggles up against you
-
-
>You pick her up bodily
-
>lean back in your seat on the couch
-
>and let her lay on top of you
-
>her head resting right beneath your chin
-
-
>you realize her spanked rear end is on top of your legs again
-
>but Pinkie Pie doesn’t move
-
>she closes her eyes
-
>flutters her eyelashes
-
>and sighs with content happiness
-
>relaxes on you
-
-
>You stroke her mane and back
-
>kiss her face
-
>Pinkie smiles, and simply curls up tighter
-
>using you like a pillow
-
-
>eventually, after the long and stressful evening was over, you both drift asleep
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>holding each other tight.
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THE END
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...OF THE BEGINNING
by splishsplash
by splishsplash
by splishsplash
by splishsplash
by splishsplash