Giving a Show by Anon 
(Anon / Trixie)
M/F, paddle, stocks, juridical, non-consensual

(23/04/2013)

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/10038518/#q10066312

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>The town is all riled up and furious
>Judge reading the sentence
>"For the destruction of town property and the endangering of lives, you are hereby sentenced to 50 strokes with the paddle."
>The ponies yell angrily chastising the guilty pony
> "The punishment may be administered to your specifications, either in public by a royal guard, or in private by an administrator of your choice."
>The angry ponies cried out, demanding the public spectacle
>"So what will it be, Lulamoon?"
> Trixie looks around nervously, struggling to maintain composure
> "WE WANT IT NOW!" The ponies cried out, visibly upset at the attack of the Ursa Minor
>Seeing no way out, she bowed her head in defeat ready to accept her punishment.
>"I volunteer" A voice cried out
> A silence came upon the crowd
> Anon stepped forward as murmurs ran throughout the gathered mass
"What do you think you're DOING Anon?" Twilight hissed
> "Should the condemned wish it so, I will volunteer to administer the punishment in the confines of the town hall."
>Trixie looked up, her eyes watering 
"Anon...I accept"
>Uproar from the crowd
>The judge pony begins to get nervous 
>many of the buildings are still destroyed and in the process of being rebuilt
>The town is visibly upset
>The crowd was showing animosity not only towards her, but Anon as well
>They resented his taking away from their spectacle
"Lulamoon, I ask that you reconsider..."
>The judge nervously eyed the guards, ready to contain the situation
>Anon walks up to Trixie and gets down on one knee next to her
>"Looks like you're in deep, but don't worry. You can trust me."
>Anon beckons to the town hall, ready to administer the punishment reluctantly
"Your honor," she says, "I have a proposition to make"
>The crowd goes quiet again as the town listens eagerly
"I'll take the punishment publicly..."
>She paused to gauge the reaction of the crowd
"IF Anon is the one to administer it."
>Murmurs of approval spread through the crowd
>Anon in disbelief
>"Trixie! What are you doing?" Anon pleaded
>A smile crept across her face as she nodded to the guards
"These ponies want a show...well let's give them one!"
>She was determined to have the last laugh
>Anon stared back in silence, accepting what was about to transpire
>All saddled up and ready to go
>Constraints for the head and all four hooves as well as the tail
>Trixie's hat and cape lay next to the stocks as the other ponies jeer at her
>Anon approaches the judge and guards
>"What are the specifications for the punishment?"
>The royal guard reads from a scroll
"The beatings will occur at regular intervals with a pause at 25. The crowd will gauge if the punishment was sufficient, seeing as this is the public punishment."
>The crowd roared in approval as Anon was handed the paddle
>Anon took the instrument and walked up to the trapped pony
>Trixie smiled to the crowd maintaining what dignity she had
"Give them hell Anon..."
>Anon's hands trembled as he lifted the instrument.
>First blow came down with a sharp smack
>Trixie inhales sharply, wincing 
>Cheers from the crowd
>"HARDER!" They cry
>Anon bites his lip in distaste as he brings the paddle back
>2!...3!...4!
>Slowly Trixie began to be more vocal
>gasps were replaced with wimpers
>wimpers with cries
>19!...20!
>Anon could feel Trixie cracking under the pressure, but there was nothing to do other than carry out the punishment.
>She finally broke down and began sobbing freely
>Her body quaked as her muscles tensed up
>25! This is where the pause was supposed to occur
>Anon lowered the paddle and was immediately met with callous cries from the gathered audience
>"There is a mandatory pause at 25 strokes" Anon said trying to maintain authority
"Forget the pause! Get back to beating!" Rainbow Dash cried out.
>The town agreed with approving rabble
"I-I ca-n take it An-non"
>Trixie stumbled over her words as she tried to smile at him
>That blue rear was pretty pink now, rivaling Pinkie's own naturally pink rear
>Anon lifted the paddle again, fighting to not show his emotions
> 26! The crowd cried out
> The beatings continued, each smack gaining a louder reaction from both the guilty and the mob
>By 40 strokes she was completely disheveled, a sobbing mess
>5 more strokes
>4 more strokes
>The ponies were counting down
>3 more strokes
>2 more strokes
>Anon raised the paddle to deliver the final blow
>He was interrupted by the crowd
>They demanded that the final blow be much harder
"Do what th-they say Anon" Trixie gasped, "End it with a bang"
>Anon did just that, the sound was spectacular
>Trixie hadn't even anticipated that much hurt
>Her anguished scream filled the night air as the crowd finally calmed down
>The guards unshackle Trixie as you hand the paddle back to the Judge
>Anon picks up Trixie's hat and cape as she is lowered from the stocks
>She shakily stands on her legs determined to at least maintain some kind of composure
>Anon gets down on one knee again and quietly whispers to Trixie
>"It's over now..."
>The crowd slowly began to dissipate, each of the ponies muttering smugly
>Now it was just Anon, a sniffling Trixie and the mane 6
>"Are you happy now? Punishment has been administered, you may leave."
>Anon spat out the words in contempt
"Why did you do that, why would you stick up for her?" Twilight asked, baffled.
>"Compassion...that and I can understand her really well."
"You SYMPATHIZE with her?" Rainbow Dash cried out
>"Maybe one day I'll explain myself; but for now just leave her alone."
"She's nothin' but trouble I tell ya, but I'll respect your decision." Applejack turned away and began to walk back home.
>One by one, the ponies left until only Anon and Trixie remained
"Thanks...Anon" She said quietly
>Anon stares at Trixie before handing her her cape and hat
>Trixie dons her hat but hesitates to put on the cape
>She looks back up at Anon
"I think I need some...help"
>She sheepishly looks at her tanned rear
>Anon doesn't waste a second and scoops her up into his arms, carrying her back to his house
>Trixie didn't have a place to go, her lodging was at Anon's place for the time being
>Anon carefully opened the door to his home, switching on the lights.
>"You're probably very sore" Anon says
"You think?" Trixie hisses
>Glad to see you going back to your old self
>"I know how to help ease the soreness"
"What?"
>"Just soak it in cool water, it'll help dull down the pain and heal you quicker."
>Anon went to the bath tub and began filling it
>Trixie watches idly 
"Anon..."
>"Yes Trixie?"
"What did you mean when you said that you understood me really well?"
>Anon sighs
>"You remind me of...well me"
>Silence as the water rushes out of the tap
>Anon continues
>"Brash, self-important, thinks highly of themself...you're like a younger version of me."
>Trixie says nothing
>"But I see something in you, something that outshines your flaws"
>Anon turns off the tap, feeling the water temperature
>"Potential"
>Anon slowly lowers Trixie into the water
>Trixie winces at the first contact with the water, but slowly she relaxes
>The cold water must have felt good
>"You can become what you want to be, Trixie, you have the capacity for it."
>She stares at Anon silently
>Anon sighs and continues his speech
>"Look, both of us know that the whole Ursa deal was crap. Yes you created a story of glory, but you didn't lead the Ursa into Ponyville. Don't let tonight get to you, you'll have your due."
"It's cold, Anon"
>Trixie spoke in a tired voice
"It feels good on my flanks but I'm uncomfortable everywhere else..."
>Anon examined the tub, it was a fair size so why not?
>"Mind if I get in then?"
>Anon couldn't help but feel pretty bad for the pain he had inflicted
>She nodded and Anon stripped down to his Boxers.
>First foot in, damn it was chilly
>Slowly Anon lowered himself into the tub and hugged Trixie
>"Don't worry about me, I'll be here as long as you want."
>She just lay on top of Anon's chest resting her head on his shoulder.
>Anon let her lay there the two resting from that evening's excitement
The end