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The Price of Pie (Mrs. Cake Edition) by SkyeHigh and Anon
By splishsplashCreated: 2022-01-05 18:20:29
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                                            The Price of Pie (Mrs. Cake Edition) by SkyeHigh and Anon
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                                            (Mrs. Cake / Soarin)
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                                            F/M, hand, otk, pie, non-consensual
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                                            (Edit of The Price of Pie with small changes)
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                                            >Be Mrs. Cake in Equestria
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                                            >You never hesitate to drag Pinkie Pie over your lap and spank her like a little filly when she deserves it
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                                            >Hairbrush, wooden spoon, cutting board, spatula... pretty much everything in this house has already made acquaintance with the party pony’s hindquarters
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                                            >It's always nice watching, especially when she kicks up a storm because then you can see her pussy and little butthole between her legs
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                                            >You also love how she walks around tentatively for the rest of the day with her sore bottom just like a little filly would; it’s really cute
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                                            >So today Sugarcube Corner is closed and you have a day off
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                                            >You thought it’d be great to have a freshly made pie for yourself instead of just making them for the ponies
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                                            >Said pie is cooling off a bit next to you while you relax in your favorite chair and read about the crazy stuff that’s happening in this world in a newspaper
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                                            >“Pony Rock Band”
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                                            >“Cake shortage in Canterlot”
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                                            >”Treehouse almost burnt down by three fillies”
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                                            “What a silly world this is,” you mumble to yourself
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                                            >In the corner of your eye you see the pie next to you moving as you turn a page
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                                            >You sigh
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                                            “Not again...”
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                                            >The pie leaves the table but you don’t do anything yet and just play along
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                                            >As you hear almost inaudible hoof-falls behind you, you dart your left hoof back without looking and grab the tail of a pony
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                                            “Having plans with my pie, Soarin?”
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                                            >You still don’t look back but you can imagine him with the sweat running down his face and the tin of the pie between his teeth
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                                            >Eventually you give his tail a good tug and bring the offending pony in front of you, taking his prize from him to get him to speak
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                                            >”H-hi Mrs. Cake!”
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                                            >Ever since he has settled down near Ponyville after quitting his Wonderbolts job he made a habit of visiting you every so often on your free days for only one purpose... pie
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                                            >Word of your skills got around
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                                            “Hello Soarin”
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                                            You rub your head with your free hoof, the other one still clutching his tail tightly
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                                            “Stealing other peoples’ pies again, are we?”
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                                            >He lowers his head in shame
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                                            >It’s not the first time you catch him doing this and even though you feel somehow flattered he likes your cooking so much you’re getting somewhat annoyed
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                                            >“Sorry...” he mutters
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                                            “Do you remember what I told you last time I caught you stealing, young stallion?”
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                                            >He flinches briefly before looking up to you with an expression of pure disbelief
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                                            >”Y-y-you can’t be serious!”
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                                            “Oh so you do remember, that saves me the trouble of explaining again.”
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                                            >Now the panic sets in and he desperately tries to get away from your grip
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                                            >”Mrs. Cake, no! You can’t s— punish me! I’mma grown stallion!”
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                                            “Would you rather like it if I told your wife instead?”
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                                            >His expression grows even more horrified
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                                            >He knows exactly what she’d do and he’s not willing to risk her wrath
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                                            >"NO! She'll put me on diet again! ...and s-spank me too... with a strap..."
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                                            >With a look of defeat on his face he comes a step closer and lets out a big sigh
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                                            >"You d-do it...”
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                                            >”Ow ow ow!” the stallion complains as you grab one of his ears
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                                            >Why not go all the way if you’re already at it, who knows when you’ll ever get the chance again?
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                                            >Plus, he wanted you to do it to escape Rainbow’s wrath so now he gotta live with his decision
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                                            “I’m quite disappointed with you, young stallion!”
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                                            >You keep up a stern face as he looks back at you
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                                            “I thought last time was warning enough, but it seems like I really have to spank you like a little colt.”
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                                            >You pick him up effortlessly by his sides and place him across your lap
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                                            >This is gonna get awesome
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                                            >”P-please, Mrs. Cake, not too h-hard. I’m sorry...”
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                                            >He uselessly moves his hooves around in the air out of nervousness
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                                            >You say nothing though and merely lift his long blue tail out of the way and pin it tightly to his back
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                                            >Now the fun part
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                                            >"I want this to make a lasting impression, young colt."
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                                            >You reach with a hoof at his upper back and unzip his Wonderbolts uniform
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                                            >"Get your back legs out of this, Soarin."
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                                            >"No! It's no fair!"
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                                            >Already resorting to childish tactics. Very well.
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                                            >You spank his clothed rear once.
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                                            >"Ow!"
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                                            >He takes his legs up and out and you pull the uniform below them
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                                            >A nice view of to pale blue cheeks greets you, ready to spank
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                                            “I hope you’ll learn this time, Soarin. A bare bottom spanking is the only way to get through to a naughty colt.”
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                                            >With that you lay the first stinging slap on his exposed right cheek
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                                            >”Nuh-uh--- Ah!” he exclaims in a mix of surprise and pain
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                                            >You repeat the motion on his left cheek and watch it deflate under your palm
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                                            >”Ouch!”
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                                            >And right again, and left
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                                            >You fall into a rhythm, covering his whole naughty rump with hard slaps
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                                            >”Please!”
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                                            >”OUCH!”
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                                            >”I learned my AHH lesson!”
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                                            >His slightly pink cheeks beg to differ as you continue without missing a beat
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                                            >He’s already squirming and struggling against your grip on his back
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                                            “Take your spanking like a big boy, Soarin. Or I’ll have to tell your wife after all.”
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                                            >You’re lucky he can’t see you grin like an idiot right now
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                                            >All he does is clenching his eyes and nodding his head feverishly
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                                            “Good,” you say after a particularly hard smack across his crack, hitting both cheeks
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                                            >He jolts in your lap starts whimpering
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                                            >His whole bottom is pink, dock to thighs and surely burning
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                                            >You decide to put a fast finish, you don’t wanna overdo it after all
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                                            >Putting even more effort into your spanks you start
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                                            “I hope SMACK you learn SMACK this time SMACK and stop SMACK SMACK stealing from other people SMACK like a bad SMACK little SMACK colt!”
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                                            >At the end of your lecture you unleash one last hard salvo across his sit spot, making him kick his hoofsies wildly in the air
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                                            >His eyes are wet but he isn’t fully crying, only sniffling
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                                            “Shhh... It’s okay, Soarin. It’s over.”
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                                            >You speak reassuringly to him and rub his back
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                                            >”I-I’m not c-crying!”
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                                            >You have to suppress a chuckle
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                                            >It’s just adorable
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                                            >You release his tail and watch it fall down over his sore cheeks
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                                            >As you set him down on his hooves he starts stepping in place and fanning air to his red rear with his wings
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                                            >Then he reaches back and does the "spanked colt" dance on his bared butt
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                                            >The back leg sleeves of his electric blue uniform just follow his movements as he hops around rubbing his red fanny
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                                            >”Ooooh... that really hurt, Mrs. Cake!” he says accusingly and looks at you with his big teary eyes.
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                                            >You chuckle again
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                                            “Well, that was the purpose of it”
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                                            >He wants to say something but can’t come up with any comeback
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                                            >He just blushes
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                                            “Now then, off you go and remember your lesson. From now on you can expect a spanking every time you steal from me!”
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                                            >Soarin shows a little pout at that remark but then only looks at you with a sad expression, flashing his gaze over to the pie on the table for a moment
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                                            >A deep sigh
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                                            >You know exactly what he wants
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                                            “Fine... You can have some pie... Good boys who take their spankings without making a fuss deserve a treat”
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                                            >Pulling up another chair to the table you invite him
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                                            “Here, have a seat and dig in”
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                                            >”Thanks, Mrs. Cake!”
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                                            >He jumps up on the chair overjoyed but forgets about a minor detail
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                                            >”OW! OW! OW!” you hear from him as he plants his sore rump on the wooden chair
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                                            >You turn to your newspaper again and shake your head
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                                            >This guy...
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                                            >The spanking gave you quite an appetite yourself though and so you blindly reach over to the table without stopping to read
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                                            >Only to reach an empty tin with your fingers...
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                                            >Soarin is quick to jump up and make his way to the door, sensing the imminent danger
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                                            >”Thanks again for the pie, Mrs. Cake. Next time I’ll ask!”
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                                            >And then he’s gone already before you can say anything
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                                            >Somehow you doubt he’ll be a good colt in the future~
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                                            >And maybe you'll have to invite Rainbow over next time...
 
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