Spur's heat by Anon

(13/03/2020)

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/35068954/#q35086731

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Would you spank this teenage filly during her first heat?
Depends, would she want it or is she that wierd type to who gets stress relief from spankings? 

>Spur accidentaly sets Bloofy free 
>he causes havoc in your hause
>she feels super guilty
>you tell her she will get a trip over your knee
>she agrees, not really processing how it may end
>you pull her over you knee and whap her for a solid minute
>her squeaks and grunts definitely come from the stinging sensation, but after you finish, your hand is wet and she struggles to stay upstraight on wobbly legs 
>her face is glowing red, not daring to look at you or to say anything
>her tail is still flagged, just like you asked her before the spanking
>turns out she's been spanked a few times by her parents, but she was never spanked by someone so big and strong, compared to her
>oh, and it was the first spanking when she was in heat

>the next day Spur wanted nothing more, but to spend time with you
>he tail constantly raised, cheeks blushing and averting her gaze away from you every time you caught her staring
>with a cute, stammering voice she asks you if you can spank her like yesterday, but longer
>what do?

"You. Want *me* to spank you."
>the brown filly... filly? A teenager mare? Looked at her forehooves with glowing cheeks and a shy smile
>"Mhm... I was a naughty pony! I, uh... I didn't... I wasn't... I did something very, very bad and now you should punish me. Like, much more than yesterday, Bloofy was nothing compared to it!"
>if it wasn't just her asking you openly to slap her butt to make her coochie feel good, you would melt from how cute she was
"Uh huh. You were really that naughty? Maybe I should carry you to your parents, hmmm?"
>oh, the panic on her face was priceless
>"N-No! Not that bad! And, uh, besides that! I live in a rented house! Away from home, so 
no need to bother my parents!"
>a rented house? Well, you guess that makes sense, renting a house in horseland is much straight-forward and easier than on Earth
"Hmmm... I don't know, maybe just a timeout or a boop on your nose should be enough"
>Spur panicked, hugging your leg

>"No! Please! I deserve a spanking! I was a bad mare, and it feels so good-"
>she stopped and scrunched in embarrassment
>with a heavy sigh, you crouched down and grabbed her forelegs
"Listen, Spur, I see what's going on, but I don't know if I can help your problem. There are shops with... toys to soothe the burning, why don't you go and grab one?"
>she covered her eyes with hooves and mumbled
>"I don't want toys, I... I want you to do this, you are so nice, so big and strong, and I felt so... secure when you punished me. Please, please Anon, it's really b-bad down there, and it feels great, and I won't tell anypony if you don't want-mmmmp"
>you put a finger on her mouth to stop her flow, then put your foreleg against hers
"Okay, I will do it, but let's not make a habit from it, okay?"
>suddenly Spur wrapped her forelegs around your neck and hugged you close
>"Oh, thank you, thank you! You are the best!"
>a happy squee escaped her throat, then she let you go
>small hearts and happiness shined in her big, cyan eyes as she gazed into yours
>you chuckled, then picked her up to hold the girl in your arms
"Now, since I agreed to do that, tell me how do you want to, uh... perform it..."
>Spur clapped happily her hooves together
>"Oh, um... M-Maybe, uh... it's... embarrassing to say it..."
>you pulled her up, so her muzzle was next to your ear
"Go ahead, I won't laugh"
>after a while of hesitation, she whispered her small spanking fantasy into your ear
>oh damn, even your D decided to set up a tent after she finished

>9 PM
>you were sitting in your favorite armchair, reading a newspaper 
>or at least you tried to read, since you couldn't focus
>you were waiting for your daughter and she was already thirty minutes late
>oh, she will better have a good excuse for it...
>a dim light coming from a single bulb on a small table was getting brighter, as the contrast between the setting sun darkness outside grew with every minute 
>then, at 9:15, the front door opened silently
>slow clip-clop of small hooves reverbed through the hall
>you stayed still, not moving an inch, as a teenage filly sneaked into a living room
>Spur had a slim, pretty dress on herself, flowing from her slender shoulders, through a small butt and down long, delicate legs
>it was a gray-ish cyan, velvet like material, making the filly wearing it look very nice and decent
>but looking decent and acting decent were two different things
"Good evening, Spur."
>in a silent house your voice boomed like a bullwhip, making the poor filly jump and gasp
>"D-Dad?! What are you doing here that... um..."
"Late? I wanted to ask you the same question."
>even if your voice was calm and soothing, Spur knew she was in trouble
>a lot of trouble
"So, Spur, could you tell me what was the time you *promised* me you will be back home?"
>Spur looked at you with an open mouth, not daring to make a single sound
"I'm waiting for your answer."
>Spur took a deep breath, then mumbled something
"I didn't hear that, my dear."
>after a long pause, she said quietly
>"eight-thirty"
"Eight thirty, that's right, and what time is it now?"
>Spur looked at a clock on a wall
>"Nine sixteen."
"Nine sixteen, you say."
>another long, uneasy pause, Spur started to look around nervously
>"D-Dad, we forgot to check the time, we were nice! We were sitting in the park, talking and listening to music, I swear! I'm sorry I'm late, I'm s-"
>you raised your hand, silencing the brown teenager

>with a grunt you picked yourself up, then approached the frozen pony
>she was certainly alarmed, but far from running away, she knew it would be a mistake
>you sat on the floor next to her, looking calmly at the girl
"Spur, hike up your dress."
>Spur shivered in fear
>"Dad, n-no"
"Spur, please pull your dress up, I need to check something"
>Spur didn't move an inch, so you gently grabbed the hem of her cyan dress and pulled up, until your hand reached her wings
>silence fell between you two, you could hear her heart hammering and shallow breaths
"Spur, where are your panties?"
>without a warning, you reached between her buttcheeks
>Spur squeaked and jumped away with burning cheeks, pulling her dress down
>she looked at you in shock, as you looked at your wet, slimy fingers
"I see. This is how you go "study" or go "to a park" with Sunny Dew
>"Daddy, no! We just... we kind of... We just kissed and maybe... touched ourselves, but nothing more happened, I swear!"
>you nodded your head slowly, like pondering if it was true or not
"Just like you sweared you won't be late, and you be a decent filly. But what I see? My daughter decided to go full commando, have sex in public and get late almost an hour."
>now her eyes began to tear up
>"Daddy, we love each other and she is a very nice filly! And we kind of forgot to check the time, and we did not do anything indecent in pub-"
>wait 
"She? You never told me Sunny Dew is a filly"
>you were surprised, and Spur hung her head low
>"I-I'm sorry daddy, I won't be seeing her... or mares, and I'll... I'll just-"
>oh no, no, no, no, wait
>Spur squeaked in fear as you gently wrapped your arms around her and pulled closer
"Spur, my dear, I never said you can't meet colts or fillies, I'm happy you two are together. What pains me is you kept it a secret from me and lied tonight numerous times. Not even mentioning parading with a naked butt in public" 

>Spur accepted your hug and visibly relaxed, but still, she knew she's in trouble
"You were late fourty five minutes, you will get fourty five spanks for that. You understand?"
>years ago she would protest, stomp her hooves or even try to bribe you
>she was rarely spanked, and she never get more than fifteen whaps, but this time she really messed up
>silently, she nodded, her ears flat against her head
>you gently pulled her away and turned around, holding her left foreleg
"Tail up."
>with a swift, single motion you grabbed her curly tail and pulled it up, exposing her butt, still covered with a delicate material of a dress
>before she could make a move or say something, you raised your right hand and delivered five quick, hard smacks on the very center of her butt
>every smack made the poor filly squeak and grunt 
>"Oww, Daaaddy!"
"That, young missy, was for lying to me about going to the park to study."
>Spur was twisting her hindlegs together, as her dress rubbed against the quickly reddening skin
>you picked yourself up, then grabbed Spur's ear
>"Ouch! Dad, it h-ow!"
>you pulled you daughter towards the couch, where you ordered 
"Jump on a couch and lie on your back, belly up
>oh, she knew what it means
>"No, daddy, not like that! P-pull me over your kn-*SMACK* aah!"
>you delivered another smack, that surprisingly made her immediately jump on a couch
"No buts, now take a position and look me in the eyes"
>with a whine, Spur lied down, her head against the back pillow, sticking two long, smooth hindlegs up
>she looked at you with a miserable expression
>you sat next to her, making the soft cushion to sink down a bit, then grabbed together both hindlegs
>you had a perfect view on that little, freckled butt, as her cyan dress flowed down the couch, exposing everything what was covering before

>you noticed her small, freckled flower was flushed, winking and slowly producting more wetness
>with a raised hand, you calmly informed your daughter
"This is for going bare butt in public places. Someone could hurt you and you would be completely exposed, inviting him"
>Spur only grunted and squeaked, nodding frantically her head, accepting your words
>your hand quickly traveled down, spanking the small butt and splashing juices on your pants and the floor
>"Yaaaaow! D-Daaaddyy!"
>but no "daddy" or "please" could stop you right now
>four more spanks fell on the small, uncovvered buttocks, making the poor filly gasp and whine, not able to rub her fanny
>a diaper position was also adding to the pain in her behind, stretching the delicate skin
>you let her hooves go, allowing the brown filly to quickly reach her behind with hooves and wings to rub it
"I allow you to rub your butt, but remember, it's not the end of your punishment. Now, take a shower and put this dress into a laundry basket. No supper for you tonight, and I expect you to be only in your pajama shirt, place your pants and panties on the bed, assume position and wait for me. You know the drill, a pillow under your belly, nose down, butt up, tail aside."
>Spur, who was still busy with trying to make the sting go away, nodded, wincing 
"Good. Don't make a mess in a bathroom."
>Spur knew she had to be quick, trying to avoid inevitable could end with more than thirty five spanks
>trying to ignore the aching on her fanny, she quickly washed herself, focusing on her privates, then she headed to her bedroom
>there, the young mare opened a drawer with clothes and picked up the most favorite pajamas- a white, fluffy shirt with blue and pink flowers, matching long pants and a pair of pink panties
>quickly she put the shirt on then placed neatly her underwear and pants on fresh bedsheets

>with a muffled squeak she jumped on a bed, quicky pulled her pillow to one side, then assumed position almost all fillies and colts hated - a spanking position
>with a shuddering breath she pulled herself across the pillow, making her uncovered, brown butt stick up and face the door, like inviting anyone who passed the hall to come inside and punish her
>she squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for you and her punishment that couldn't get stopped
>ten minutes passed, her hindlegs dangling from the side of her bed, not a single sound could be heard in the whole house
>then, after five more minutes, slow steps hammered downstairs
>her dad was coming
>Spur's heart almost stopped, the awful waiting in fear finally ended, but her next stop will be much worse
>a door to Spur's bedroom slowly opened, and she heard your steps getting closer
>you admired the sight in front of you, a naughty filly sticking her butt, red handprints already visible through fur, waiting for more to be painted
>heavily you sat on a bed next to your daughter, then grabbed her cyan, curly tail and pulled it up
>Spur gasped in horror, as the punishment was going to start so quickly
"I see you washed yourself properly. Your pants are here and you prepared yourself. I'll take away five spanks for that"
>Spur grunted and chocked in fear
>"Thank you d-daddy"
>to not wait any more longer, you delivered the first spank to her behind
>"A-AAaah!"
>three more followed, hitting the same spot, catching two buttheeks in the same time
>then, from the fifth spank, your whaps started to oscilate around her whole behind
>considering the fact her butt was small and she was a slim girl, the red handprints overlapped themselves
>soon her whole butt was getting bright red, Spur wiggling, yelping and squeaking, but still not crying
>when you reached twenty spanks, she was sobbing, tensing her butt and curling her hooves, but you ignored it

>you ignored sounds she made, attempts to rub here fanny or the growing wetness between her legs, making the spanks to sound louder and wetter, as you prepared for the finale
>the first of the last ten spanks echoed in the bedroom, followed by a loud squeal
"Hold on, Spur, nine more"
>*SMACK*
>"AIIEEE!!Aaaoooww! Dadddy!"
>*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*!
>you paused, looking down at her face
>she opened her mouth in a silent scream, tears streaming down her face
>after a short pause, you continued 
>*SMACK SMACK*
>.......
>"AAAaaaah! B-Biscuit! Biscuuaaaaawww"
>damn, that was close 
>quickly you picked the crying girl and pulled her on your lap
>you positioned her, so she was on her back, her head against your belly and the sore, dark red butt sticking up to not touch anything
>with eyes closed she quickly pushed both of her small forelegs down, attacking her rapidly winking, drooling filly lips
>she grunted in frustration, then whined
>"S-Stupid, mmmMMMnn, so, close, no, no... please, so... mmmmm!..."
>it looks like she was in trouble
>she didn't ask you for that, but you knew her hard, small hooves were not enough to give her a sweet relief
>so, ignoring the thought what she will say later, you pulled her forelegs away from her slit
>"N-No, what are you doing! I was so- aaah!"
>your right hand dove between her shivering legs, attacking a steaming hot, small pleasure pocket of a brown teenager
>she shook violently, her eyes rolling back, her body jerking, as you rapidly fingered her
>she was just a few inches from a peek, as you decided to go all in
>with your second hand, you squeezed on of her abused buttcheeks, when you pinched her clit with your first hand

>your ears pierced a hoofcurling squeal of pure pleasure
>Spur coudln't control her muscles anymore, she humped like there is no tomorrow, a flush of sweet liquids washed your hands and pants, as the poor filly reached her orgasm
>it lasted for two long minutes, Spur's squeaks turned into animalistic grunts and moans, riding blindly her pleasure 
>then, when the humps stopped and Spur only panted and shivered, you let go of her wet, spanked behind
"You okay, girl?"
>Spur had her eyes closed and it seemed like her senses were completely turned off, but soon a small, goofy smile appeared on her muzzle
>with a chuckle you slowly picked her up from your lap, paying attention to not to touch her butt, and lied her down on a bed
>you opened a bottle of soothing gel and gingerly massaged her red cheecks around, making the poor filly moan from overstimulation
>as soon as the cooling feeling spread across her fanny, she calmed down and quickly fell asleep
>you gingerly wiped her small slit, hindlegs and belly from juices, and pulled a blanket over her back and hooves
>this night was the first night when she had to sleep on her belly 
>and she loved it

>the next day 
>sun rays woke you up, you felt so relaxed in your bed
>rather quickly you remember what happened yesterday and you chuckle to yourself
>Spur is probably still asleep, since it's around 6 AM 
>your stretched your limbs and back, got up and headed to a bathroom
>after a quick shower you decided to prepare a breakfast for you two
>you place the softest, fluffiest pillow on one of the kitchen chairs, knowing it will be necessary for your small guest
>you went upstairs and silently opened the door to your guest bedroom
>daaaaaaw
>Spur was snoring quietly, lying on her side, with that cute, little rump sticking out from under a blanket
>quietly you approached her bed, staring at those two delicate semi-globes
>slowly you sat down next to a dreaming filly, adoring the details of her backside
>her skin not flushed red anymore, but definitely sensitive, those tiny cyan freckles painted all over her buttcheecks and privates, a little puckered hole near her tail dock, going smoothly into a slim slit and a round bulge, where her clit was hidden
>you noticed a thin trickle of wetness shining on brown, velvet-like skin, going down from her privates, over her buttcheek and disappearing in white bedsheets
>you checked her face, a calm, delicate smile adored her muzzle, a peaceful expression and a trickle of saliva soaking a pillow
>her usualy curly cyan mane was all disheveled, making her look just pure adoraboners
>it was time to wake her up, but maybe it would be fun to make it special for her
>you leaned forward to grab a bottle of soothing gel, unscrewed the cap and poured a healthy amount on your hand
>then, to not startle and wake her up, you slowly pushed your hand against her left buttcheek 
>Spur stirred in her sleep, but quickly calmed down as you began rubbing her fanny in circles, spreading a cool, refreshening feeling 
>you chuckled as she smiled, your hand slowly massaging her soft, small buns, avoiding privates

>but even when you tried to stay away from these delicate lips and ponut, Spur wanted more, as she reacted to your touch
>still sleeping, she slowly lifted her hindleg and rolled on back, giving you a perfect view on everything that was usualy hidden under her tail
>with a smile you continued your massage, making the filly cutely grunt and whine is sleep
>then, you playfully patted with a clean finger that adorable bulge on the top of her slit, the tiny round piece of her personal pocket of pleasure
>that made the brown filly tense a little and frown, a louder grunt escaping her throat
>*wink*
>oh, hello there
>you dragged gently your finger from the top of her clit, throught the thin, now glistening opening, ending on a little pucker, giving it a light push and rub
>and that made Spur's eyes open a little
"Good morning, sleepyhead."
>Spur's eyes shot open, as she felt your hands touching her backside
>"Wha-! Mmmn! A-Anon?!"
>the brown filly tried to drop her hindlegs on the bed, in attempt to cover herself, but unfortunately she completely forgot about her butt
>"Oh! Yooow! Ouch! Ouch!"
>you grabbed both of her twisting, long hindlegs and pulled up, raising the abused fanny off the bedsheets 
>you chuckled, seeing the small pegasus cover her face in embarrassment, blushing hard and looking away, as again you had a perfect view on her honeypot
"What's the matter? Suddenly so shy about your little booty?"
>Spur mumbled something you couldn't understand
>you slipped one hand under her back and wings, then pulled her up to your chest
"I didn't hear that! Oh my, your face is glowing."
>Spur pouted cutely, glaring at you from behind of her hooves
>"I am all flustered and h-horny again! And it's your fault!"
>with a chuckle you picked yourself up, carrying the teenager in your arms
"And what about myself, hmm?"
>you slowly carried her to a bathroom
>Spur curiously looked at you, tilting her head
>"What about you?"

"I played a part of your fantasy, helped you with your heat problem and you fell asleep. Oh, poor me, blue balled and left to take care of myself."
>you mocked the teenager, as you placed her in a sink
>it was a human-sized sink, so even if it was way too small to call it a bathtub for ponies, she was small enough to fit
>Spur scrunched her muzzle
>"You know it's different for mares! A-And what are you doing?"
"Washing your hooves, of course, breakfast is ready"
>you turned on the tap with warm water and gave her a bar of soap
>she looked at it quizzically, then back at your face
>"You know I don't have to sit *in* a sink to wash my hooves, right?"
>you laughed, as you grabbed another soap
"Maybe, but it's on a perfect height for me to wash your spanked butt too. Lift your tail, please."
>if Spur was blushing before, now she was glowing red
>she dropped the soap, tried to say something, but only shy squeaks escaped her mouth
>you smiled, leathering your hands and watching how she tries to figure out how to react to it
>you didn't wait for what she wanted to say, as your soapy hand slipped quickly under her now flagging tail
>Spur gasped loudly, shivering and trying to support her weight, as your palm ran across her soaking privates
>"Y-You!- Anooon, that's emmm!-mmbarassing!"
>you continued washing her backside, dragging gently your fingers across her rapidly winking filly lips, only to stop on her butthole, prodding it, like trying to slip inside your finger
"I don't see you washing your hooves, darling... good fillies wash them, and bad get what? A...?"
>Spur grunted, trying to balance on her flexing legs and curling hooves, as waves of pleasure tried to overtake her body
>"Ghhmm! D-Daddy, please, I- I can't..."
>Daddy? Oh,backk to her fantasy
"What's the matter, Spur? Need another trip over my knee to teach you to be a clean filly? You should be ashamed, I didn't raise you that way." 

>your thumb pressed harder against her butthole, and the rest of your fingers danced on the winking opening, sometimes giving a boop on her clit
>you made her pretty worked up, Spur was pushing her butt against your hand, eyes unfocused, mind screaming for the approaching orgasm 
>then, when she was very close, you slipped your hand away with no mercy 
"I'm very disappointed, Spur. You didn't wash your hoov-"
>your voice drowned in a miserable whine of a brown pegasus
>"Daddy nooo! Daddy, please, I was so- ack!"
>you reacted quickly, grabbing both forehooves in left hand, pulling the filly up and giving a sharp smack on her leathered butt
>Spur's back tensed, her wings opened with a loud *whap*!, and her hindlegs kicked violently
>"NGHh! Aaaow! Nnn, please!"
"No."
>you grabbed her tail and aimed the tap nozzle at her snatch
>oh, she didn't like it
>"AiiEEEEE!"
>you didn't use very cold water, but still, for a dazed mind of the brown filly, it was freezing cold, compared to her burning crotch
"You had your chance. Give me your hooves."
>Spur was trying to say something, but an intense, awful feeling of rejected orgasm wrecked her body and mind
>silently, you washed both of these small hooves, teasing her by pressing softly against delicate frogs
"You were very, very naughty this morning. Go to your room, put on your panties and pajama pants, then go downstairs and eat your breakfast. After that, I'll give your little butt a lesson it will remember for a long time."
>Spur shivered, part from the fear, part from arousal, as she will get another fantasy spanking 
>you pulled the brown filly out of the sink, very delicately dried her off with a towel, trying not to tease her too much, then ordered her to go to her bedroom
>you walked downstairs and started eating, then after a few minutes Spur joined you, not daring to look in your face

>she looked adorable in full pajamas, but you also noticed she walked stiffly, as two layers of material rubbed against her sensitive fanny
>"Finally. I hope you DIDN'T do anything *naughty* when you were in your bedroom, huh?"
>Spur shyly raised her eyes, and your heart skipped a beat 
>she had little hearts in her eyes
>"I would never do that, daddy..."
>...oh boy 
>she jumped on a chair, slowly placed her butt on a soft cushion, then started silently eating
>after a while, you whispered to her, breaking your acting
>"How many?"
>Spur jumped a little in surprise, hearing your calm voice
>"Umm... I don't k-know, it kind of stings right now..."
>you couldn't stop yourself from smiling at her innocence and her own shy smile
"Five?"
>Spur stopped eating, then glanced at you with almost unamused expression
>"I am not a small filly anymore, Anon"
"With a hairbrush"
>Spur's eyes opened wide in shock
>"A b-brush?"
>oh, that sweet blush on her cheeks
"Naughty girls get a brush on their butts."
>Spur dropped her sandwich on a plate, her hindlegs twisting together
>"O-Oh my gosh..."
>you finished eating, picked up the plate and placed it in a sink
"I'm ready when you are ready. But you know, when I mentioned me being left alone after you fell asleep, was actually true. How about-"
>"W-With pleasure, Anon. Can we... shower together after you... finish?"
>you smirked and nodded
"Sounds promising."

to be continued... 

>she was back from her bedroom, wearing that cute pajamas of her
>Spur had a very guilty look on her face, looking down at her hooves and slowly stepping closer to the couch
>you were waiting here, with a raised eyebrow, impatiently tapping your foot on a floor
"I thought you forgot about your punishment, young lady. Why did it take you so long, hmmm?"
>not daring to look up, Spur muttered quietly
>"Putting my panties on butt hurts, I'm sorry daddy..."
"Hmmmm... if you weren't such a bad filly, your bum wouldn't sting so much right now."
>Spur shuddered and you heard a very faint, wet noise
>I-I know daddy, I deserve a spanking for not listening to you."
>oh, now she feels guilty
"You bet you deserve it."
>you leaned down and picked her up, her pajamas so fluffy and warm under your touch, but the filly wearing it was just hot
>you placed the brown pegasus on your lap, eyeing her lean, small body
"Spur, your behaviour today and yesterday was very bad, I truly hoped a hand spanking would make you think twice before acting like a brat"
>Spur lowered her head, like trying to disappear
"You won't like this. A hand spanking is not enough for you anymore. Today, I will use your brush."
>that was the moment when Spur looked up in your eyes
>she was shocked
>"D-Daddy, no. Not the brush, please!"
>you put a finger on her trembling lips, then replied
"Spur, you know what happens when you try to say 'no' to your punishment. Go fetch your hairbrush, I give you two minutes. Ten seconds of delay, it will be five spanks on your butt."
>Spur gasped
>you knew she wanted to beg you, to hug the idea out of your head, but she knew better
>saying 'no' to a well deserved spanking means more spanking
>without a word, you put the girl down and she quickly rushed to her bedroom
>you heard her whine and sob in terror, as she was sentenced to bring a tool of her doom
>you looked at the clock, waiting patiently for the brown filly

>when it was just fifteen seconds to the end of the time, you shouted
"Spur, time is almost up! Remember, Five more spanks for every ten seconds!"
>you heard a muffled squeak upstairs, then the terrified teenager quickly ran down, with a hairbrush in her mouth
"Come here, quickly. I don't have the whole day."
>another miserable whine and she was back in front of you
>you didn't wait, as you picked her up and placed in the most dreaded position that foals could imagine
>over the knee, butt up, nose down
>you heard her panting and grunting, as you secured her hindlegs from bucking, by putting them between your legs
>after a second of hesitation, you pulled a cushion closer and pushed it under her chest and head
>"T-t-hank y-you daddy..."
>you didn't respond, admiring the view in front of you
>a cute, small butt sticking up, still covered with these pink, plush pajama pants, outlines of her panties slightly visible under the soft material
>wth a heavy sigh, you grabbed her hairbrush, a pretty piece of maple wood, quite plain, yet elegant
>it was actually a relatively small brush, perfect for her little hoof, but still - a nasty weapon of butt destruction
>you put it in your hand, then placed the flat part against her clothed buttcheeks
>Spur tensed in fear, then sobbed
"Just a small taste of your punishment, young lady"
>before the brown teenager could say anything, you took a swing and the brush smacked her butt with a muffled *WHAP*
>"AAAaAAWW! AOW! D-Daddy, it stings! OW!"
>poor filly wiggled in your grasp, like trying to make the sting go away just by moving her body

"You will get five spanks for not washing your hooves and not listening to me. I should give you much more, but maybe you can consider it as a warning. If I see you being this naughty again, you will get much more, with the hairbrush. And if you think you are immune to spankings outside, then let me set a new rule. You act badly outside, then I pull your panties down right where you are standing and you get your punishment immediately, in front of ponies."
>Spur gasped and whined in despair, but it was already decided
>your fingers slipped under the waistband of her pajama pants, then with a light tug, you pulled the soft material down
>you pulled just enough, to expose those two delicate semi-globes and nothing more. You would never want to hit her thighs
>wow, what a sight it was
>that cute, innocent butt sticking out, decorated with matching light pink panties, something naughty moving under the material, pulsing and making wet sounds
>you smiled deviously, as your hand traveled up and grabbed the thin part of panties
>with a squeeze and tug, you gave Spur a wedgie, making the poor filly to shout and squeak, and the material to dig between her buttcheeks
>Spur was panting, not able to form words anymore, and you didn't even start the real spanking
>you noticed, however, growing wetness where her pantsu touched her privates
>it gave you an idea, but that would be for later
>understanding it's no use to talk to her, as she was already overwhelmed by the whole situation, you delicately pushed the brush against the brown-furred behind
>Spur tensed, knowing what's coming next
>with a quick swing, you delivered the first, loud *CLAP*
>"EEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!"
>your ears!

To be continued 

>Spur trashed under your arm, trying to escape and rub her fanny, but you held her firmly
>you waited long thirty seconds, observing how that small clit under her panties tried to get out, winking wildly and stretching the thin piece of cloth 
"Do you like brush spanking, Spur?"
>Spur sobbed and grunted, then she shook her head
>without a warning, another loud *WHACK* landed on her bum, making the poor filly squeal
>immediately, as you delivered the spank, you pulled her panties up, making them dig in delicate flesh, stretching over her naughty bits 
>Spur was crying, but between shaky sobs, she moaned and whined, definitely not like a filly getting punished
>a small wet spot on her panties doubled its size, spreading slowly with every wink
"I hope this will teach you a lesson."
>*CRACK*
>Spur couldn't scream anymore, pain on her behind so intense, she had just her mouth open and eyes closed
>maybe it's a bit too much for her
>you paused for a long minute, observing the shivering teenager as she was overwhelmed by the awful sting
"Two more to go, Spur."
>then, you whispered to her ear
"You okay?"
>Spur didn't respond at first, she took a few shuddering breaths, before she stuttered a single word
>"B-Biss-c-cuit, mnnn!-"
>her body tensed, her back arched, eyes rolled back as she came violently
>you've never seen such a thing
>you dropped the brush and wanted to pick her up, but something caught your attention
>the wet spot on her panties was replaced by pulsing streams of clear liquid, flowing down and soaking her pajama pants
>but then, the pulsing became a steady flow, and you knew she was not only cumming
>oh crap
>your hand quickly clamped over her crotch, making the poor teenager chocke and wail, humping furiously, then you sprinted to the bathroom
>you put her limp body in a tub, placing her genlty on a belly

>she had her forelegs curled under a chest, hindlegs splayed wide apart and twitching, wings limply lying and shivering, and a thin trickle flowing down the drain 
>with a delicate tug you pulled her soaked pants down, then carefully removed her panties
>damn, her butt was glowing red
>after you undressed her, your fingers gently massaged her flushed filly lips, still winking wildly and leaking 
>after two long minutes Spur relaxed her body, her orgasm died down, allowing her to think straight
>"Ooo..oow..."
>this will need a big jar of soothing gel 
>you grabbed a shower head, then turned on lukewarm water
>you gently moved the head around her back, watching, as her muscles visibly relax under the flow
>then, you moved it straight to her abused rear, making the filly moan and gasp
>after you gently washed her wet crotch, she regained enough energy to carefuly roll on her back
>you quickly grabbed her hindlegs and pulled up, so she would not collapse straight on her butt
>she was smiling in afterglow
>"That-- was...wow..."
>you chuckled, seeing this little weirdo so satisfied after something, that would make a normal filly cry with no end 
"I aim to please. And I see, I overpleased you this time."
>she didn't get it at first, then she looked away, blushing furiously
>"I-I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it... I'll clean it, I promise..."
>you laughed, scratching her chest fluff 
"Don't worry about that, it's okay, I'll clean it. And... well, that was hot."
>she scrunched her muzzle and frowned
>"You are a w-weirdo..."
>you grinned, tousling her curly mane
"Teach me more, my kinky master."
>she smiled from behind of her hooves, enjoying your fingers scratching behind her ears
"I think you should take a break from paddling your butt, it looks like two ripe apples right now"
>with a wince, she gently touched her buttcheeks with the tips of feathers
>"Y-yeah, maybe a day or two..."
>day or two?

"You know there are other ways to have fun, right? You'll destroy your poor behind"
>Spur waved her forelegs
>"But it's fun! And, w-well, it's not just being s-spanked, but, you know..."
>gently, you put her hindlegs down to a side
"Having a big, strong daddy to correct your behavior?"
>Spur giggled
>"Y-yeah... I suppose we can continue this without slapping my butt for a while... um... about that, we can take a shower together..."
>with a huge grin, you began to undress
>carefully, Spur pulled herself up, wanting to see your quick strip tease

Continue with a lewd scene? May contain some spanked butt teasing. 

>it was funny to see her peek curiously at you, like looking at kittens being born 
>when your boxers dropped, she tilted slightly her head, focused on your crotch
>you didn't give her time to admire your manhood, jumping in a tub, making the brown teenager move to one end to give you some space
>you sat down with legs spread as wide as the tub allowed
>Spur was purely adorable, looking straight at your dick with no shame, with pure innocence in eyes, leaning down to see it from a different angle
"So, Spur, little fillies have vaginas and colts have penises, they look a bit different, as you can see"
>you chuckled, when Spur scrunched her nose and glanced up at your face
>"I know the difference between stallions and mares, I'm not a little filly! It's just... your... thingy looks different."
>Thingy? Different? This girl is so precious
"Do you like the view?"
>Spur moved closer, still watching your crotch like it was a piece of an art
>"Um... My friends have bigger willies, to be honest."
>...Ouch
"Spur, I thought you said you don't want a spanking for a few days, but you are working right now for a paddling"
>Spur looked up, clearly confused, then she realized what she's just said
>"Sorry! Sorry! I... I didn't mean it like that! Your willy looks just a bit different, no offence!"
>but you didn't buy it, even if she was sincere about being sorry
>quickly you grabbed her under her forelegs and lifted up, making the poor girl squeak and shield her butt with a tail
>calmly you spun her around and put against your chest
>Spur, who's been turned around so quickly, didn't know what you planned to do, shuddered as you whispered to her ear 
"You won't get a spanking for your remark today, but don't you worry, I've put it on your tab, it won't go away. Next time we'll go to a park, I'll bring a brush with us." 

>Spur gasped, as something pocked against her crotch, first prodding that small butthole, then sliding across the winking filly lips
>"Ah! A-Anon, mayme we can slow down, I've never... I mean, it's my... I'm not used..."
>oh?
>your hug loosened a bit and you glanced at a panicked face
"Your first time? I thought fillies your age rut in bushes if there's a chance."
>Spur moaned, when something rubbed straight agains her clit, then stuttered
>"I've n-never!- I mean, with somepony, just some, oooh... s-some tsmall toys and touching, b-but never with..."
>you chuckled, then lied down in a tub, releasing the brown teenager from your grasp
"Don't worry, girl, I'm just teasing you. You can look around if you want, I'm not going to laugh."
>Spur sat on your stomach, startled from being released, then she realized she had your cock standing up just in front of her, like a flagpole
>the brown-furred teenager froze, hypnotized by your piece of meat, then slowly she stood up to have a better view 
>about the view, your eyes were greeted with her delicate, reddened backide, tail flagged and naughty bits unobscured, winking to you
>"C-Can I touch it?"
>you smiled, then gently rubbed her hip with your hand
"If you let me touch you as well. By the way, be gentle, some parts are sensitive."
>Spur glanced back at you, like trying to say she's aware of that, but as she met your smiling face, she just nodded and focused back at her new task

>your dick twitched, as she gave it a curious nudge with her muzzle, then you tensed when her lips left a small kiss on the tip 
>she probably had no idea what to do, or maybe she was having fun finding out what she can do, but for you it was simply awesome
>steady winks of her fillyhood invited to be touched and rubbed, so your hands quickly found their way to her buttocks
>Spur gasped and tensed, when you gently grabbed these small semi-globes and pulled aside, revealing pink, moisty inside of her tight cavern
>you grew concerned, noticing how small was her pleasure hole, actually still a bit smaller than you would expect to see under an adult mare's tail
>she was definitely not a filly anymore, she would stretch out with no problem, but still you felt uneasy to invade such a small opening
>maybe you could both help each other in other ways
>with a groan you reacted to Spur's another attempt to pleasure you
>she opened her maw and started sucking your head, and maybe three inches of your dick
>you found it hard to focus - when she was inexperienced and clumsy, she definitely won your heart with how innocently eager she was to make you feel good, as much as you made her
>when she tried to ignore your ministrations, you also tried to pay attention only to her cute little bum 
>your thumbs gently massaged her privates, rubbing these thin lips together, parting them and even slipping a knuckle inside to wiggle around
>Spur's muffled moans were a music to your ears, every rub against that flushed clit making her grunt and whine, every push of your finger inside causing the tight tunnel to clamp down 
>after a few minutes of teasing each other, you found yourself getting close, and her filly place also quickened the winking, like it was planning to burst
>with a mischievous grin, you decided to win this race
>your pace quickened, pumping fingers in and out, making the poor filly gasp

>Spur realized what you were trying to do, and she also started bobbing her head up and down, sucking sloppily 
>then, on of your thumbs moved slowly up, to the tight, round entrance under Spur's tail dock
>her eyes shot open and she froze, feeling something pressing hard against the most forbidden place under her tail
>she pulled her head up, releasing your wet dick to the unpleasant, cold air, but you ignored that
>your thumb, covered in her love juices, pressed hard 
>Spur shouted and shook violently, as it entered her butthole with a popping sound
>immediately, a spray of sweet juices rained down your chest and face, as the brown filly standing on your chest shouted in bliss, then collapsed, twitching under your still pumping fingers
>at this point your junk screamed for attention, so you quickly grabbed the shivering girl on top of you, repositioned her, so again her back pressed against your chest 
>Spur's eyes were unfocused and mouth drooling, so you assumed she would not understand any commands, even if she wanted to
>you grabbed her hindlegs together, then your dick quickly found its way between these small thighs
>Spur's eyes fell down, as your manhood ground between these lean, long legs and her pussy, groaning softly from the additional stimulation
>with every second you humped more erracically, holding this young mare like the most precious thing on the world, slapping these abused backside with your hips, adding squeaks to her moans
>when you were very close, you hugged Spur with both arms, releasing these delicate legs, hoping she would stay like that
>to your relief, she held her hips together, providing perfect friction of her slim body and velvet-like fur
>your mind went blank, a grunt escaped your throat, body tensed, as the awaited orgasm hit you hard
>you just held her close, feeling your dick firing spurts of baby batter, probably all over the poor filly

>your eyes were closed, mind drinking greedily from the huge release, painting the punished girl with your seed 
>it felt like it lasted for ten minutes, but it was probably twenty seconds, as you released your muscles and your dick pumped the last drops
>you relaxed, letting Spur rest against your chest without hugging her for dear life 
>your eyes opened, and the first sight that greeted you was her curly, cyan mane 
>you burried your face in it, inhaling the faint smell of shampoo, her love juices and sweat
>like a drunk man you struggled to focus on her little body, then a shock of the sight made you definitely more sober
>her face, mane, chest and belly were coated with white liquid, slowly dribbling down, washing around these tiny nipples, travelling across her mound, straight to her crotch
>her eyes were closed, but not tightly, like when she came, but more peacefully
>she looked like she fell asleep, with that cute smile and burning blush on the whole face, but small twitches and droplets of her own arousal, that dripped from her fillyhood assured you she was still awake
>as much as you loved how she looked like, you didn't really want to have a taste of your own seed, so you chose the clean spot on her right cheek to give her a loving kiss
>Spur hummed in pleasure, your hands delicately rubbed around, spreading your gift all around her body
>there was nothing more to say, so you turned on warm water and began to slowly wash your little mare
>refreshing droplets hit your bodies, managing to wake you up enough to think straight again, but without removing the relaxing afterglow
>lovingly, you rubbed around her spanked buttocks, making the filly squeak and giggle weakly
>your whisper was coarse, but filled with adoration
"I didn't know your butt fun meant more than having your fanny spanked" 

>if Spur wanted to get annoyed from your unorthodox way of giving her an orgasm, she either didn't have energy to show that, or she just discovered another way to please herself
>"Just... just wash me slowly... and let's stay like that for a while, okay?"
>you rolled her over, so her belly was resting against your chest
"Of course, Spur."
>it was a magical way to start a day 

Well, it turned out to be a bit longer on a lewd part than I planned. If it's acceptable, I can write another thing, happening a few days later. Anon promised Spur a trip over his knee in a park, after all 

>a week passed since your last fun time
>Spur visited your house every day, spending time with you, learning how to cook, reading books or just cuddling
>you had a long talk with her regarding lewd stuff between you two
>as much as she loved her fantasies and your hands turning her into a miserable pile of moaning pony, you've set some rules to control her urges
>you knew she was in heat, and the itch was more intense than in any other season, but getting her butt spanked every day until she collapses unconscious was a bit unhealthy
>so, you two limited lewd acts to minimum, letting her bum heal from the last brushing, and pleasuring the young mare only with your fingers, max one time per day
>at first, Spur protested and whined, but no means no - either she will accept new rules, or there will be to kitty tickling
>it was a nice, warm Sunday, you two walked outside to not to waste such a beautiful day on sitting on a couch
>Spur flexed her wings, spreading them wide and catching sweet, warm breeze in feathers
>she put on a modest, white shirt, a purple, light skirt reaching almost to her hooves, and a fitting beret
>it was not unusual to see ponies wear clothes at this part of the year, as some would decide to cover herself from stallions' eyes, or to simply feel pretty 
>heavenly feeling of nature waking up after a winter brought a wide smile on her face, and you couldn't stop yourself from smiling as well
>you bought yourself and her vanilla ice cream, then you two headed to the nearby pond 
>many ponies sat on grass or blankets, having their first picnic in this year, since the weather was more than welcoming to spend time outside
>you two lied down on grass, Spur cutely smiling and finishing her ice cream
>you looked down at a happy pony, pondering how much of an adult mare she was, and how many filly traits she still had 

>she surprised you as a responsible and mature girl who learned pretty quickly different things, but her cute, freckled face, a delicate voice and long legs told you there is still a year or two, until she will look like a regular mare
>you smiled down at her, as she finished the crunchy cone of her ice cream, innocently spreading her legs wide, since her clothes covered all her special parts
"You have something on your nose. Here, let me help you"
>her eyes opened, curiously squinting to see what was on her nose
>your finger gently scooped a drop of melted cream, then you put it in your mouth
>Spur frowned slightly, not knowing if she should protest or laugh from stealing her last drop of ice cream, finally choosing to giggle and wave her forelegs around
>"Hey! That was mine! What a brute steals sweet cream from an innocent lady!"
>you chuckled, rubbing gently her tummy 
"Don't worry, I can give you some of my cream if you want."
>at first Spur wanted to continue this playful bicker, then she stopped, confused
>you looked away, with an innocent smile, observing other ponies eating lunch
>Spur opened her mouth several times, trying to say something, then she also looked away, with glowing red face
>you two spent almost an hour sitting there, enjoying the peaceful afternoon silently
"How about we will go somewhere else? I heard cherry trees started blooming two days ago, let's see them"
>Spur muttered a silent "mhmm", then slowly you two picked yourself up
>after a short walk you reached an edge of Ponyville Park, that was not really marked with any sign or fence, but there was much more trees, alleys and bushes
>you walked slowly, enjoying the view and your company, and Spur looked around to see if there are any pink colored trees in her sight
>"Um... I don't see cherry trees here, maybe we should go there!"
>she pointed her small hoof in a direction of a wide path, that climbed up the small hill

"Yeah, I believe there were some cherry trees on the south, we can go there"
>after a few minutes of walk, you saw them
>flowers were not completely open yet, but the sight was still very beautiful
>several hills, with ponies sitting around, covered only with blooming trees 
>Spur gasped in awe and slowed down to appreciate the sight
>then, a pair of ponies passed you, a young mare and a stallion, both giggling and blushing 
>what you noticed was a long penis slapping underneath stallion's belly, flexing and dripping clear liquid on the alley 
>with a sly smile, the mare quickly pulled him in the nearby bushes, immediately being followed by wet sounds of kissing and groaning
>Spur froze as she saw that scene, her nostrils opened a few times, her tail slowly raising
"Let's go, Spur, give them some privacy"
>she followed you without a word, but she turned her head back to the bushes a few times
>you smirked awfully, as Spur was getting flustered from the young pair making out basically in public, but she shook her head to get rid of that image
>"Um... M-Maybe let's go faster..."
>your pace quickened, but then another scene emerged from behind of a big tree that made her stop completely
>a unicorn mare had her dress hiked up, legs spread wide and tail moved to the side
>a young stallion had his muzzle buried in her crotch, licking every inch of her privates, tasting the dripping liquid coming from her winking slit
>Spur's jaw dropped, eyes opened wide, her body not daring to move
>you observed her tail going slowly up, but the skirt was covering everything
>then, without any warning, the stallion mounted the mare, his length prodding frantically between her haunches, trying to find the opening
>Spur sat down and covered her face with hooves, seeing almost every detail of the intercourse
>you crouched down next to a filly, putting your hands on her shoulders

"It's such a lovely day for them to have some fun, you know? It's so relieving to finally go outside and do it like it should be done"
>Spur's breathing quickened, you could hear her heart hammering, as the stallion prodded his dick against unicorn’s butthole
>the mare whined, then quickly used her magic to reposition his tip
>a giddy neigh escaped their mouths, as finally the stallion slipped his whole dick inside of her with a single thrust
>Spur wanted to look away, but she couldn't; she felt dizzy from the sight, from your hands massaging her back, from the sweet, heavy smell in the air...
>with a loud squeak, she jumped and sprinted away from you
"Spur!"
>the filly was blindly galloping down the alley, until she disappeared behind a small hill
>a pair of ponies, startled from the sudden sound, stopped their fun session
>with a sad whine the stallion pulled out from the mare, then a few weak spurts of his seed painted the grass beneath them
>the mare was very not happy
>"R-Really now!"
>she trotted to you with a frown
>"My husband and I wanted to make a baby today and your daughter ruined the moment! He didn't finish inside of me! I expect an apology!"
>you sighed sadly, then apologized to them
"I'm sorry for that, guys, I'll better go and grab her before she gets lost"
>with a cute, but offended "hmph!", the mare turned away and joined her husband
>he was not angry, but pretty sad 
>you picked yourself up and jogged down the alley
>after a few minutes of searching you caught something cyan in the corner of your eye 
>Spur was sitting under a tree, panting and grunting 
>you quickly walked up to her, then you saw she was pushing her clothed butt against a tree root 
"I think we should punish a naughty filly, what do you think?"
>that simple question made the brown pegasus freeze, then look at you in shock
>"A-Anon, I'm s-sorry, but-"
>you cleared your throat, looking down at a blushing filly with a frown

>young lady, these gentleponies tried to make a foal and you interrupted them, effectively ruining their plans for today. You were very naughty and I expect YOU to go back to them and apologize.
>Spur's eyes opened wide and her pupils shrank
>"A-Apologize? Um... I-I don't think it's a good idea, it m-makes my head all-"
"Spur, no buts! You are my daughter and I won't allow such a behavior! Now, get up and walk back to these ponies, right now!"
>Spur shivered, as she realized something
>you two were in a park and you promised her something the last time you abused her butt
>"A-Anon, I thought you were... m-maybe we should go home and-"
>but you didn't plan to stop your acting
>it was too late for her
"Spur, I count to three, if you don't go back right now, you'll regret that"
>the brown mare shook with fear
>you were not joking and she was not sure if it turned her on right now
"One."
>she shook her head, not knowing how to react
"Two."
>"Daddy, please! I-I can't!-"
>oh, so she decided to go with her fantasy
"Three."
>your hand darted down and grabbed her ear
>Spur squeaked in dread, as you pulled her up and started leading back to the alley
>"Ow! Oooow! D-Daddy, please! Ouch! It h-hurts!"
>of course, you didn't pull her hard, like some parent would do with their foals, but that tugging was definitely uncomfortable for her
>you stopped just next to the alley, standing on grass
"Pull your skirt up and stick your butt up, right now!"
>Spur squeaked again, then backed up slowly
>"D-Daddy, not here! Let's go home and do it there, not here! Somepony will-"
>your hand quickly grabbed her tail and the other one delivered a sharp smack in the center of her butt
>"AIEE!"
"No discussion! Skirt up, Spur!"
>but Spur was too shocked to comply 
>with an angry growl, you leaned down, grabbed her midsection, placed over your knee, then pulled the skirt up
>"EEEE! Daddy, no!"
>you were deaf to her pleading

>your eyes met with her backside, now completely healed, shiny fur glistening in sun
>to your surprise, she had light-blue panties covering her modesty
>of course, they were already drenched
"You naughty girl! You already ruined your underwear, a fresh pair! That's it, you won't leave my knee until your whole bum is as pink as these trees!"
>Spur wailed and kicked her legs, as your hand quickly slipped under the elastic band of her pants, to remove her last defence
>with a quick tug, the underwear slid down, painting her legs with wetness of her juices 
>after they passed her hooves, everything between those brown buttcheeks were completely unobscured, presented to everyone who walked by
>"D-Daddy! No! C-Cover my kitty, please!"
"Oh, I'll cover it and your fanny, with my hand!"
>!!!
>Spur wiggled and kicked her legs, making it very hard to aim 
>you delivered maybe three spanks, then it was literally impossible to continue
"Spur! If you don't stop, I'll use your manebrush!"
>but Spur didn't even hear you, her mind turned into a storm, hormones driving senses crazy, kicking and yelping to cover herself, but also to scratch that burning itch
>suddenly you lost balance and fell on side, releasing the filly
>seeing an opportunity to do something, anything, she darted away from you, bare butt, to get back behind the bushes
>with a surprised yelp she stopped, a cloud of green magic holding her tail
>"There, let me help you."
>a stern voice of a mare you met before came from the alley
>she quickly trotted up to you, pulling in the same time the brown filly back
>"I see you took my words to your heart and wanted to correct your daughter's behavior, so I will lend you a horn here"
>Spur squealed, as her butt was again pulled over your knee, but this time she couldn’t kick or wiggle
>green magic held her legs and wings down, giving you an opportunity to spank her properly
>but you were conflicted about the intrusion

"I understand you want to help, but I can handle her. She would eventually find a way back on my lap, with an additional dozen of spanks for running away."
>mare's expression softened, then she sat down on grass
>her husband was several meters away, looking a bit uneasy at the whole scene
>"Fine. But still, I will keep legs down, so you can continue."
>thinking for a few seconds, you decided it's a great addition to her punishment
>you grabbed her skirt and pulled it up again, revealing wet, shivering buttcheeks
>"…I see you are in heat as well, young miss. But it's not a reason to ruin my mating, you should know that!"
>Spur grunted and whined, not being able to properly cover herself anymore, knowing that other ponies were watching 
>"P-Please, daddy! Please not in front of- *SMACK* OOOW!"
"I'm sorry Spur, but you've earned it."
>then, your hand began to smack these young buttcheeks, giving satisfying, wet smacks and making Spur cry and squeak 
>a rain of relentless, firm slaps danced around her poor fanny, turning quickly her skin a light shade of pink
>a young family trotted down the alley, looking down curiously at the scene
>parents smiled knowingly, but young filly and her older brother looked in fear at the punishment
>when Spur noticed their faces, looking back at her with dread and pity, she sobbed louder in shame
>for the next thirty seconds you worked all around her buttocks, painting it vivid pink
>first signs of her incoming release showed up, as her narrow slit winked faster and faster
>the mare ignored it at first, assuming it was just the effect of her heat, but when Spur's wailing turned into muffled grunts and moans, she stuttered, confused
>"Um... mister, uh, I think you should stop, she's, um-"
>but you didn't plan to stop, not now
"My daughter will get the punishment on her fanny like a big girl, no stopping now!"
>you paused for a few seconds, then reached to a pocket

>a few seconds of relief made Spur think it was the end, but when a hard, cold surface gently rubbed across her fanny, she froze, then squealed in fear
"NO! Daddy, no, please! Not the brush! N-Not the-OOOOOW!"
>the first whack sent small droplets of Spur's arousal around
>the mare that was holding down the filly, up to this point looked curiously on how you punished Spur
>but the more she was showing some very strange signs from being spanked, the more the mare wanted you to stop
>when a few sweet, strong smelling droplets landed on her muzzle, chest and fur, her eyes darted at Spur's fillyhood in shock
>"M-Mister, y-you should stop, she's going to... she will-"
*WHACK*
>"YOOOOOW...MMnnnnnnmmm!"
>your calm, sly voice reached both mares
"Just two more, young missy, then you will get a few spanks straight on your pussy for wetting your panties..."
>the mare gasped in shock; her magic disappeared from Spur's legs
>but Spur was not kicking her legs anymore
>*WHACK*
>Spur didn't scream this time, but shook violently in your grasp, her back tensed, tail trashed, then a spurt of liquid shot out of her opened lips
>you pressed down a brush against her burning skin, grinding up and down, rubbing her delicate parts as well
>the whole scene was suddenly silent, only the squirts of Spur's love liquids splashed against the fresh grass
>then, a pitter-patter of uniform stream reached your ears
>Spur's body went limp, her hindlegs dangling, eyes tightly closed, ears pinned to her head
>you leaned down and saw an arc of almost transparent liquid, coming out of her small slit and raining on grass
>you looked up at a mare, only to find her face being a frozen mask of pure shock
>her cheeks flushed red, eyes glued to Spur's backside, completely speechless
>you chuckled and gently rubbed Spur's back

"Sometimes she's doing that when I spank her a bit too hard. That's okay, she won't be punished for this one..."
>you didn't finish, as a snort and animalistic neigh came from your right side
>the mare's husband quickly trotted up to her bewildered wife, bit down on her tail and pulled hard
>"W-What are you!-"
>you noticed his eyes and you knew what's going to happen 
>the mare didn't have a good opportunity to protest, as she was forcibly dragged away, to the nearby bushes
>soon, you heard a loud yelp and a moan, then loud, angry grunts and wet slapping
>maybe it was your imagination, but you were quite sure that after a long you heard a hissing pumps of his seed, surely filling the mare’s needy womb
>Spur slowly came back to life, her long legs trembling, butt dripping from a mix of liquids
>"I...I... ooow... I hate… love.... you..."
>you smiled at her freckled, tired face, then you pulled a small bag of wet wipes from another pocket
>without a word, you gingerly cleaned her whole bum, paying extra attention to flushed privates
>silently you picked her up, then her panties and carried her the rest of the day
>you tried not to touch her butt, or at least not too much 
"What should I do with my naughty mare if she acts so badly the next time?"
>with hearts in her eyes, she looked up at you 
>"I-I don't know, but I'll be extra naughty next time..."
>that was a lovely day in horseland

Just a bit more lewd than I planned.