Slackin’ off by Anon


                                            Slackin’ off by Anon


                                            https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/12338308/#q12373907


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                                            >Applejack was standing there in front of you, in a plaid tank-top, a tiny pair of jean shorts, leather cowboy gloves that came to her elbow, leather cowboy boots than came up to just below her knee, and her always-present cowboy hat.

                                            >You have been working for her on Sweet Apple Acres farm for a little while now in order to make some extra cash. She had gotten annoyed with you a few times with your lack of work ethic, but overall, you thought you had been doing well.

                                            >Today, however, she told you to come to one of the small barns located on the edges of the farm, where she would be waiting for you.

                                            >And there she was, looking downright angry at you, giving you a hard glare. You have a feeling you’re in trouble.

                                            “Anon,” she started. “Ah’ve put up with yer layin’ around on the job, yer knockin’ over baskets of apples, but y’all have gone too far this time!”

                                            >You gulp nervously. You suspect you know what she’s talking about.

                                            “Y’all have been bullyin’ mah little sister when ya think I ain’t around! Teasin’ her, tuggin’ on her ponytail! She gets ‘nough of that at school. Ain’t no way ah’m puttin’ up with that round here!” she says angrily.

                                            >You thought it was just a bit of friendly teasing. You’re not too good with girls (Apple Bloom is just a bit younger than you), but Apple Bloom didn’t seem to mind too much. Apparently, Applejack feels differently.

                                            >You begin to apologize and say you’re sorry, but AJ cuts you off.

                                            “Nope, sorry ain’t gonna cut it. Ah’m gonna give ya some hard discipline. A kid like you needs it.”

                                            >You look up at AJ’s hard expression, and realize this could be rough. Considering how strong AJ is you admit she does have a nice, firm body, with big breasts, long legs, and a tight butt), it’ll probably hurt.


                                            “Ah’m gonna give y’all a good spankin’. Now off with yer pants and underwear!”

                                            >You start to protest and back away from her, but she quickly closes the space between you two, reaches out with her right hand, grabs your throat, and squeezes tightly.

                                            “Ah ain’t gonna ask ya twice. Off with ‘em!”

                                            >She gives another squeeze and then lets you go. You fall onto your hands and knees, coughing.

                                            >You do as she says. Soon, you’re standing there with your whole lower half exposed, feeling embarrassed.

                                            >AJ then walks towards a corner of the room, gets some rope, and ties your wrists together in front of you, as well as your ankles.

                                            >Suddenly, she picks you up like a sack of apples, throws you over her shoulder, and walks over to a crate just below waist-high.

                                            >She sits down on it, and places you across her lap, your head and legs hanging over each side of her knees.

                                            “All right, y’all ready? Ah’m gonna wear mah gloves fer this. It’ll allow me to smack ya harder without bruisin’ my own hand.”

                                            >She runs her right hand over your ass, giving it a couple of squeezes and some gentle taps, as if seeing how to inflict maximum pain.

                                            >She then rears her arm back, and brings the palm of her hand right down on your ass, giving it a good smack.

                                            >The sting was even worse than you expected, and your head jolts up. AJ quickly grabs the back of your neck with her left hand, and shoves it back down.

                                            “Don’t y’all move a muscle, mister! There’s lots more to come.”

                                            >She gives you a few more smacks on your bottom, leather meeting skin. You feel your ass muscles rippling with every hit, the sting flowing through your body and becoming ever worse, and your skin turning redder. She doesn’t lower the strength of her hits either. Somehow, though, while you do give out a groan with every spank, you manage to keep from outright screaming in pain.

                                            >Despite every bit of common sense you have, though, you’re stunned at what happens next.


                                            >Maybe it was being draped across AJ’s perfect thighs. Maybe it was her scent. Maybe it even was her vicious spanking. Whatever it was, you start to feel yourself getting aroused.

                                            >AJ obviously notices what’s going on too.

                                            “Hold on a minute. Are y’all seriously gettin’ a boner from this?! Are ya some kinda pervert?”


                                            “I…I’m sorry, Applejack! I don’t know why it’s…I didn’t mean to…”

                                            >She roughly shoves you off of her onto the barn ground.

                                            “Well, if y’all like it so much, ah’ll oblige ya!” she says, sounding seriously upset. “On yer hands and knees, boy!”

                                            >It’s awkward with your ankles and wrists tied together, but you manage to do as she says.

                                            >She then roughly reaches out with her left hand and grabs your semi-erect cock, giving it a squeeze. You give out a sharp cry.

                                            “It’s funny how delicate y’all are down there,” she says mockingly. “Anyways, don’t think ah’m gonna stop punishin’ ya while I get ya off.”

                                            >As she says that, she takes her right hand and gives your ass another smack. This time, you cry out more than you would’ve liked.

                                            >At the same time, she wraps her left gloved hand around your cock and begins stroking it right away.

                                            >She’s deliberately being very rough with you, pumping your dick up and down harshly while continuing to spank you.

                                            >You’re feeling very confused now, with the pain of her spankings mixing with the pleasure of her jerking you off. Both feelings become ever more intense as she continues.

                                            >Pre-cum is soon dripping from your shaft, and AJ keeps tugging you with a fervour you didn’t even know existed. Her hits are also becoming even more agonizing. Tears are starting to form in your eyes, as you try to keep from crying out.

                                            >You feel your cum starting to well up in your penis, and as she gives you one more smack on your naked rear end, you shudder and let loose, cum spilling from the top of your dick onto the ground below you.


                                            >She lets go of your cock, and also halts the spanking, as you tip over and lie prone from exhaustion. Your ass feels like it’s burning up right now.

                                            “Well, did y’all enjoy that? Hope ya did, ‘cause it’s gonna be rough for ya from now on,” she says, giving you a wicked smile.

                                            >You stiffen up in horror as she picks you up again and throws you against the apple crate. You’re bent over the side of it, with your ass sticking out and facing AJ.

                                            >You give her an aside glance, and notice some wetness coming out of her jean shorts. Wait, don’t tell me she also…

                                            “Truth be told, ah’ve been kinda enjoyin’ this mahself. The feel as ah bring mah strong hand down onto your butt, the heat ya give off flowin’ right through the gloves to mah hands, the cries of pain ya give me. Frankly, ah didn’t know ah could feel this way!”

                                            >She gives a lick of her lips. At this point, you sincerely pray that you survive this punishment.

                                            “So the sooner ah get off mahself, the sooner your discipline will end. So make sure y’all scream for me real loud! And ya better not be fakin’!”

                                            >When she finishes talking, she brings her right arm back as far as it will go, and moves it forward, giving you a brutal slap on your ass with the flat of her hand.

                                            >With how raw you’re feeling right now, the pain of it is too much, and you let out a loud cry of agony.

                                            >As you do, AJ gives out a moan, as she sticks her left hand down her jean shorts and strokes her pussy.

                                            >This only seems to push her further, as her next smack is even harder than the last one. You give another yell of pain, and you begin to cry.

                                            >This pattern continues on for some time, as each spanking you get alternates with AJ getting herself off even further.

                                            >The pain by now is too much for you. Tears are streaming from your eyes, your ass feels like it’s on fire, and you’re just hoping it will end.

                                            “Please, AJ, it’s…it’s hurting too much. Stop, please! I’m begging you!”


                                            “Sugarcube, ah told ya ah ain’t stoppin’ till ah’m satisfied,” she says between pants. “So ya better hope ah come real soon!”

                                            >She gives you another spank, her hardest one yet. You let out a yell of suffering that could probably be heard all the way on the other side of Sweet Apple Acres. AJ seems to love it.

                                            “Oh, god, yes…yes. Scream for me! Do it!”

                                            >You hear her panting get faster and faster, as she’s fingering her pussy even more now. It seems that she’s close to climax.

                                            >Finally, she smacks you one last time with her leather-clad hand, bringing a howl from you. It seems to be enough, as she lets out an orgasmic scream, with the juices flowing from her pussy.

                                            >She puts her hands on her knees and breathes slowly, as if she just had an intense workout. Which, to be fair, she actually did. On the other hand, you fade in and out of consciousness due to the pain.

                                            >After recovering, she unties your hands and legs, and you fall to the ground. She throws you your underwear and pants. You feel so sore right now, however, you know it’d hurt just to try putting them on. You’re not going to be able to sit down in…who knows how long.

                                            >She bends down next to you, giving your rear end one last squeeze. A surge of pain naturally goes through you.

                                            “Hoo-wee, yer butt’s as red as the apples we grow here! Well, ah hope y’all learned yer lesson. Doin’ this hurt me than it hurt you. Okay, maybe not,” she chuckles.

                                            >She starts to walk out of the barn, but not before turning to you one last time.

                                            “When y’all recover enough, y’all can get back to work on harvestin’ the apples. And don’t be slackin’ off, or yer gonna get this all over again. However,” she smiles. “Ah kinda hope ya do.”