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Taking Score by KrishnaKarnak

By splishsplash
Created: 2022-01-05 17:32:28
Updated: 2022-03-13 18:28:08
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  1. Taking Score by KrishnaKarnak
  2. (Candy / Scorecard)
  3. F/m, hoof, otk, non-consensual, beg
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  5. (27/04/2014)
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  10. “Nooo, Mama, Mama, please!” Scorecard begged, tears already streaming down his face as she lead him into the kitchen, hoof firmly around his ear.
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  12. “We’ll be a few minutes, Streamline,” she informed her husband, moving resolutely toward the nearest kitchen chair. “See how Creme is doing with her homework, in the meantime.” He nodded and left her to deal with her misbehaving child.
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  14. “Mama, please! Please!” Scorecard continued to sniffle as she pulled the chair away from the table, whirling it around on one of its legs to that the seat faced her. “I’m s-sorry, honest!”
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  16. “That’s enough, Score,” Candy told him firmly, dropping into the seat and pulling him close. “You’ve had this coming all afternoon!”
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  18. She lifted him up and turned him horizontally, bringing him down across her lap. However, he bent his knees so that his hooves met her thigh. Pushing against her with all of his might, Scorecard was not going down with a fight. It wasn’t a good fight, unfortunately. Candy swept an arm against his limbs and he collapsed against her. His resistance earned him an immediately smack to the bum once his mother had freed her hoof. She hadn’t even moved his tail yet.
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  20. “Ooow!” he whined, kicking his back hooves back and forth.
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  22. “Scorecard, that’s enough! We haven’t even started yet!” Candy scolded, pulling his tail up against his back and draping her left arm across it.
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  24. “Maaamaaa, I’m sorry! Don’t!” She ignored him, flexing her hoof for a moment and giving her target a brief rub. “P-pleaseee!”
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  26. “Listen to Mommy, Scorecard,” she began, lifting her hoof and bringing it down with a sharp clap against his right cheek. He was sobbing immediately, more out of fear than pain. “When mommies and daddies tell their fillies and colts to calm down and behave, the good ones listen. It’s only the bad little foals who kick and scream and throw tantrums when Mommy and Daddy say no!” Scorecard was trying to reach back and shield his rump, but his short limbs were unable to get around her arm. He wriggled and writhed, kicking his little hoofies as Mommy continued to warm his bottom. “Are you one of those naughty colts?”
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  28. “N-n-nooo!” he bawled, flailing his hooves. “I’m s-sorry!”
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  30. “Well behaved foals will listen when their mommies and daddies tell them no, won’t they? They don’t wanna get their bummies smacked, Scorecard.” Candy continued to chide him, her hoof working in a quick rhythm up and down both cheeks, aiming to paint his backside a bright pink by the time she was done.
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  32. He just cried and cried, struggling to get free, but Candy made sure he was going no where. A light, but very firm hoofspanking was what this naughty little colt earned after acting up when the family were out shopping earlier. Scorecard had seen a bright orange soccer ball on display in a shop window and had kicked up a mighty fuss when his parents reminded him he had a perfectly good ball at home. He argued and stamped his hooves and whined all the way down the street, constantly begging his parents to go back and get it and not listening to a word of reason, even after he was threatened with a spanking. It had gone on and on for nearly a half hour as they wrapped up their shopping. The moment they got home, he found his ear firmly in his mother’s hoof.
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  34. She was about to start scolding him again, however, when she noticed somepony was watching the event unfolding. Her four year old filly was sitting on the floor near the doorway, watching in amazement, her tail wrapped comfortably around her pudgy body. The filly must have been watching Scorecard’s rump roasting since Candy started.
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  36. “What’s wrong, Babs Seed?” she asked, raising her voice slightly so it could be earned over the steady clapping of her hoof. “Your big brother will be okay, he’s just been a very, very bad boy today so Mommy had to smack his bottom.” She finished, leaving Scorecard limp and bawling his eyes out. “Run along and find Daddy, Mommy’s gonna need help making dinner, okay?”
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  38. Babs nodded and walked away, looking back over her shoulder as went, wagging her tail a little. Candy hadn’t really noticed, since she was now cooing her wailing son. Lifting him into a sitting position, she wrapped her hooves around him and drew him into her chest. After all, even the naughtiest of colts deserved some warm cuddles to go with their warm bottoms when Mommy was done teaching them a very good lesson.
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  40. END

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