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Anon

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18104924/#q18104924

I want to legally adopt Scootaloo and force her to be all girly & frilly.
>Her scooter and sports stuff will be sold; she will be surrounded by doll-houses and tea sets.
>Any tomboyish behavior will merit immediate punishment. Trying to hide it, or do it behind my back will earn her a spanking.
>She will be dressed for school every day in frou-frou lacy glittery outfits...even if the other foals aren't wearing clothes to school.

I will break her.
Just to be a dick. 

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Anon

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/22635739/#q22636457

>butt stinging terror

I think a riding crop or horsewhip would be something mares threaten their naughty foals with but have no serious intention of using.
>"Young filly, if you don't behave yourself you're going to get the horsewhip across your rump!"

>"That's it, mister! When I get you home I'm taking a horsewhip to you!"

>"You better straighten up before your father gets home or you're gonna get a dose of the crop!"

The threat should be enough to scare a misbehaving foal into angel status. If they do keep pushing mom or dad's buttons they'll realistically get something less brutal, like Mom's hairbrush or the old wooden spoon. 

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Anon

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21653744/#q21654641

> HARDER, ANON! 
> WHIP ME HARDER!
> THE HARDER YOU WHIP ME, THE FASTER I FLY!
> SO DON'T YOU DARE TO GO SOFT ON ME AND KEEP WHIPPING ME HARDER UNTIL WE HIT MATCH 2!

>she doesn't realize anon fell off after the first whipping
>she's going entirely on her own power
>miles and miles away, anon is sweaty, tired, and panting with the riding crop half-heartedly raised

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Anon

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/14524807/#q14527724

>2000
>not holding Fluttermaid up by her tail
>not whipping her exposed flank mercilessly
>not watching her choke on a flood of tears as she begs you to stop
>not silently glaring at her as you continue her horrifying punishment
>not listening to her uncontrolled sobbing fade out as she begins to faint from the pain
>not dropping her on the floor and coldly walking away as she looks at you with eyes like a filly who just lost her parents
>not doing this as often as possible without her growing accustomed to it

>Horsewhip Fluttermaid's rump until it bleeds
>Drop her on the floor; bawling, sobbing, bleeding.
>She lays there, panting in agony.
>Lean over her.
"You better get this blood mopped up before I come back."
>She whimpers.
>It hurts to move.
>But she's too terrified to disobey you.
>Despite her pain & bleeding rump she struggles to clean up her mess.
>Your work is complete.
>Another one is broken.
>She's ready to sell.

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