The Hero's Reward by DCFTEF

(Granny Smith / Rainbow)

F/F, wooden spoon, switch, over couch, non-consensual

 

(25/02/2014)

 

 

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It had been a few days since the embarrassing fracas that led to the unmasking of the mysterious Mare-Do-Well and Rainbow Dash's realization that she'd been taking the whole 'hero' thing a bit too far. Her friends had played an epic prank on her...one that got their message across far better than any lecture or shouting match could have. Dash felt lucky to have such friends.

Today she was hanging a new memento on her wall. She'd written to Princess Celestia about her adventure and the lesson she'd learned but never expected to get a letter back (Princesses' are very important and busy ponies after all) but here it was; written on Royal letterhead stationary in beautiful calligraphy. It was just one paragraph, congratulating Rainbow Dash on her revelation and thanking her for the original letter, but any Royal communication was a big deal. The young Pegasus decided to frame it and hang it in a place of honor on her wall.

How does one hang a framed letter on walls made of clouds? It's magic, I ain't gotta explain shit.

 

She'd recognize Applejack's distinctive accent anywhere, so Dash flew over to her front door to greet the guest. Maybe AJ would want to come up and check out the awesome job she'd done framing & hanging the letter.

Her Earth pony friend kept all four hooves on the ground. She seemed nervous about something.

The farm pony rolled her eyes.

Then she got to the point;

 

That seemed weird, and Applejack was acting weird too, but Rainbow Dash didn't have anything else to do this afternoon so she floated down, landing next to her friend.

Applejack avoided answering the question directly;

 

Without flying it took 15 minutes to reach Sweet Apple Acres; plenty of time for Rainbow Dash to queery her friend about what Granny Smith wanted, but she never cracked Applejack's wall of silence. Anytime she asked Dash just got an evasive answer, or AJ changed the subject. The cyan pony began to treat it like a game, but by the time they reached the farm Applejack still had not revealed a thing.

 

Granny Smith was in her usual chair. It was hard to tell if she was sleeping or not, but as soon as she heard hoof-steps coming closer she perked up.

The elder mare motioned toward another chair and instructed;

All this felt very strange, like there was something going on that the two Apples were not telling her, but there was nothing to suggest this was anything but a polite visit, so Dash sat down to talk.

 

Dash cringed. A few days ago she'd pushed Granny Smith all the way across Main Street in Ponyville, never having asked if she actually wanted to cross the street. She'd meant to come by and apologize...in fact she had a list of ponies she wanted to apologize to.

 

Rainbow Dash shrank in her seat a little. Her behavior over those few days had been shameful, and despite her noble intentions about apologizing to every pony she might have offended she had not actually gotten around to doing any of that apologizing yet.

Granny Smith sank her dentures into her;

That shut Rainbow Dash's mouth tight. She gave a desperate glance toward Applejack, but the orange pony offered no aid. She just stood there watching, looking awkward and nervous.

Granny Smith continued;

Dash thought her friends had done that already, but after being snapped at she did not dare interrupt Granny Smith again.

 

Rainbow Dash sat bolt-upright in her chair; she could not believe what she had just heard.

It was no secret that despite her age, Applejack still got her rump spanked once in a while...in fact Dash thought it was hilarious. More than once the orange farm pony had shown up at the library or SugarCube Corner still smarting from a correction from her granny...it was just how Apple family fillies were raised. When that happened Rainbow Dash NEVER hesitated to tease her for it.

 

Suddenly the tables were turned. There was no doubt what Granny Smith meant...she intended to give Dash a dose of the same treatment her own grand-foals received on occasion.

 

The Pegasus was capable of escaping that room in less than one second flat, but Granny Smith barked a command that made her feel as if her hooves were stuck to the floor.

Earth ponies were not supposed to have magic, but somehow Granny Smith's voice stopped Dash in her tracks as quickly as if Twilight had grabbed her tail. She settled back down on the couch, paralyzed with worry.

 

Only then did Rainbow Dash notice the wooden spoon Granny had tucked into the cushions of her chair. A new wave of fear washed over her, but she was powerless to escape. Granny Smith's voice conveyed an authority Dash could not bring herself to defy.

The old mare got up and crossed the room with surprising quickness. When she was just inside hoof-reach Dash finally panicked and tried to run, but it was too late...she was caught. Still, she was one of the best athletes in Equestria...surely she could escape the grasp of one elderly mare.

Wrong.

Rainbow Dash struggled but found herself unable to get away. Any direction she twisted or squirmed she was countered with better leverage and grip from Granny Smith. It was like she had some senior citizen pony kung-fu...all of Dash's strength, speed & agility was worthless against it.

 

Of course, Applejack knew exactly what to expect. From her vantage point across the room she recognized the same moves that spelled her own doom many times throughout her foal-hood (and a few times during her young adulthood). Granny Smith had decades of experience wrangling unwilling colts and fillies...poor Rainbow Dash didn't have a chance.

 

With a great deal of fighting & struggling from Dash but a minimum of effort from Granny Smith the two ponies took their positions. The blue filly found herself bent over, rump high in the air, staring at the sofa cushions, while the pale green mare stood over her, one hoof on the younger pony's croup for balance.

Granny Smith nodded.

 

Granny punctuated that sentence with five stinging spanks, targeted all around Dash's rear-end. Each one left a little pink impression where the spoon's face had struck.

Rainbow Dash did not take her discipline with grace...she struggled and fought. Just before she got her wings free Granny Smith had to shift her elbow forward, efficiently pinning them down.

 

For the first time Applejack spoke up;

After delivering another six or seven smacks Granny ordered her grand-daughter;

 

That sent Dash's struggles into overdrive, but Granny Smith more than had the situation covered. She took one step forward and suddenly gained so much leverage that Dash could barely move.

 

The Earth filly was nearly as upset as if she was getting the licking herself. She pleaded on her friend's behalf;

But neither of them shook the elder mare.

Left with no choice, AJ lowered her head and muttered;

 

While Applejack ran to acquire the terrible implement Dash struggled more, and she was rewarded for her bad behavior by a steady rain of sharp smacks on her behind. Already salty tears dribbled out onto the couch cushions and things were soon to get worse.

She got a dozen stingers right on the tenderest part of her fanny as an answer.

 

Just then the front door opened; it was Apple Bloom and Big MacIntosh back from the market. As soon as she saw what was going on Apple Bloom was gone in a cloud of dust. She had a foal's instinct to get as far away as possible when anypony was getting their rump spanked. Regardless of the reasons it was not something she wanted a part of.

Big Mac just stood there in the doorway, jaw hanging wide open. Granny Smith welcomed him with calm courtesy that seemed beyond belief given what was going on.

It had been years since he'd felt that wooden spoon, but in just minutes he was as far away as Apple Bloom.

 

It seemed like an eternity of helpless agony to Rainbow Dash, but Applejack returned in just a few minutes. The cyan Pegasus could turn her head enough to see what she carried in her mouth, and it sent Dash into a fit of pitiful begging.

Applejack too hoped her grand-mare would relent, but it was just not going to happen.

The orange filly took the switch out of her mouth, blushed and answered sheepishly;

Dash whimpered in fear as her friend delivered the rod to her tormentor. AJ had risked going on the light side, but it still looked like pure, stinging terror to the unlucky Pegasus. She couldn't watch...Dash grasped a pillow and buried her face in it, waiting for the inevitable pain.

 

When it arrived it was worse than anything Rainbow Dash had imagined.

In the adventure novels Twilight loved (she was always urging Dash to read them, but reading was for egg heads) there were chapters where the evil villains pressed hot branding irons to the flanks of their helpless victims. It was all silly fiction of course...no civilized society would ever do that to a pony...but that was how the switch felt on Rainbow Dash's rump. She screamed out as it cut a red-hot stripe of pain across her entire hindquarters. There were a few seconds to catch her breath...and then another one slashed her rump.

 

Dash would have gladly traded a hundred more stinging smacks from the wooden spoon for the pain of that switch, but the choice was not hers. Granny Smith laid stripe after searing stripe onto the bawling Pegasus pony, careful never to hit the same spot twice. She varied her angles too, leaving a criss-cross lattice of angry pink stripes on Rainbow Dash's blue backside.

Granny Smith knew exactly how much a young mare could take, even if that unlucky young mare disagreed. Her prisoner no longer struggled or fought to escape...she laid there obediently, sobbing & screeching, begging for the ordeal to be over.

 

All according to plan, Granny was reaching the end. She had saved one unblemished sector of the crying filly's bottom for her big finale. Applejack, who was still watching from across the room, cringed...she knew what was coming.

Dash screamed as an extra hard lash landed right across her sit-spot, where previously only the spoon had left its mark. With the strength in her aging arm about to fail she wrapped up with a big effort, laying two more stripes across the tenderest part of Rainbow Dash's fanny. That was it. She was done.

 

Applejack breathed a sigh of relief. That had been painful for her to watch but at least it was over. Giving a glance over to her grand-mare to make sure it was okay, she hurried over to comfort her still bawling friend. Together with Granny Smith she helped Dash get back on her hooves; AJ held a tissue to her nose and let Dash blow, while Granny hugged the filly close, stroking her mane.

 

Rainbow couldn't believe it, but being comforted by Granny Smith actually felt good after such a painful ordeal. It really shouldn't have been a surprise...when she'd been a naughty little filly the comfort of sitting in daddy or mommy's lap had always been the bright spot at the end of a painful punishment.

Still choked up with tears, Dash just nodded.

Rainbow Dash looked up at her and sniffled;

The orange Earth filly blushed in embarrassment, but had to admit Granny was right.

 

Once she'd gotten calmed down Dash apologized to Granny Smith once again and set out for home, Applejack at her side. There was an awkward moment as the two passed the gates of Sweet Apple Acres.

She was still a little angry at Applejack.

Both ponies were silent after Applejack said that.

 

She sounded like her feelings were hurt.

Dash wrinkled her nose at the accusation.

Applejack stopped walking and put her hoof around Dash's withers.

She nuzzled Dash's cheek and added;

 

Rainbow Dash was silent for a few moments, but finally answered;

Applejack smiled broadly.

Happy that her friend didn't hold today against her she kicked up her heels in relief and suggested;

Rainbow Dash took a look back at her rump, still sore & covered with burning pink stripes.

Now it was AJ's turn to tease;

 

THE END