Tantrum by Anon 
(Mom / Filly)

(18/07/2017)

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30477680/#q30541545

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>be a filly
>you threw a temper tantrum in public
>not sure what came to you
>now you find yourself looking directly to the floor
>laying over your mom's... back
>she's carrying you somewhere
>you fear that you know where that somewhere is
>now you are inside the house
>she stops for a second
>you wonder why
>maybe she picked something up....
>...with her mouth?
>you look towards her head
>you can't see her face
>but you can see... it
>a hairbrush
>she's carrying it with her mouth
>oh shit
>you try to escape
>jump off and run
>but she reacts in time every time
>gives a quick jump that sends you back in place
>your belly resting over her back
>suddendly she stops in place
>you hear the hairbrush falling to a table
>suddendly she picks like a cat
>from the back of your neck by her mouth
>you can do nothing as she turns 180* and sits down
>you fall
>you are looking directly at the floor again
>but now you are laying across your mom's.... lap!
>before you can move or say anything you feel the first smack in your bottom
>"OUCH!!"
>They keep coming relentlessly
>you cry and kick and try to escape
>to no avail
>"MOOOMMYYY!!!"
>she keeps going for a few seconds and then she stops
>you try to catch your breath
>then you hear a sound...
>she's picking the brush!
>She wasn't using it yet!
>you let a high pitched scream, eyes wide open
>you reach out with your front legs as far as you can
>like you want to escape through the window in the wall in front of you
>she delivers a strong smack after every syllabe
>"NO * MORE * TEM * PER * TAN *TRUMS * * * "
>you bawl your heart out
>the spanking stopped but it hurts so much
>mom caresses you as you let it all out
>finally she picks you up and makes you stand on her lap
>hugs you
>your sight gets obscured by her mane
>"Will you be a good girl next time?"
>"Yes mommy"
>"Good"
>she picks you up again and puts you in the floor
>finally, freedom
>"Ajem... where do you think you are going, missy?"
>"...huh?"
>she points towards the wall
>"Muzzle straight to the corner, on two legs, no peeky, no rubby, you stay there until I tell you"
>sigh
>you do as she says
>being so against the corner makes it look so dark
>it's so sore
>you're so sorry
>you hear some noises you recognize
>sitting and paper
>she's reading a book right behind you
The End