Rainbow Dash grit her teeth & tried to endure the spanking. She couldn’t count how many times she had been spanked. It was always something; some rule she forgot, or some obligation that slipped her mind. The crisp sound of flesh clapping against flesh was so routine to Dash that she was sure she was growing a resistance to all these spankings.
And yet, here she was. Tears burning their way down her cheeks & her other cheeks burning.
No, she wasn’t crying because it hurt! She was just tired from the party. She had too much to drink & her head was still spinning. She was just tired from running home on her flats. Her body was sensitive from the hot, summer night.
Dammit, she didn’t know, okay! But Dash just couldn’t believe that Scootaloo was not only spanking her, but was making it hurt.
SMACK!
“F-fuck!”
Scootaloo smirked down at the squirming Rainbow Dash; she was clinging onto her torso while hanging off of her lap. “Watch that sass, Dash.”
Dash grunted, “oh come on, Scoots!” She slurred every word and her breath reeked of cheap beer. She was buzzed. For better or worse, she was starting to sober up. “You’re not my Mom.”
“Hmm, do you want me to tell your Mom?” Scootaloo said, digging into her hoodie’s pocket and grabbed her phone. “We can always stop now if you want”
Rainbow Dash’s eyes tracked the screen on Scootaloo’s phone, her thong-clad booty clenching instinctively. The last thing she wanted was to have her mom called & to be told that she had left Scootaloo alone in their house to a senior party. Her parents weren’t exactly strict, but they had no qualms with not sparing the rod. And if her parents knew about how she broke their rules behind their back, she’d be spending her last summer break grounded.
Not to mention, her Dad’s leather belt would spank the blue off her skin.
“N-no, no.” Dash grunted. “I’ll behave…”
Scootaloo beamed eagerly before she pocketed her phone. “Good.” Scootaloo couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear. She watched Rainbow Dash’s light-blue bottom slowly turn a sharp shade of red and she was ecstatic. She had always looked up to Rainbow Dash; she was like an older sister.
And like an older sister, she had worn out Scootaloo’s rump with one spanking after another. Every stunt, prank, and smart remark got Scootaloo whooped. And while she never harbored ill will to Dash, it wasn’t like she ever wanted to be spanked.
Spankings hurt. Spankings are embarrassing. Spankings from your idol were like a sharp knife to the heart and, in Scootaloo’s opinion, hurt worse than the sharp smacks to her tush.
So now she could flip the script and spank Rainbow Dash? This was the best day of her life!
And she knew how to make the most of it.
“But you know, I think you’re getting too uppity.” Scootaloo smirked. “I’m gonna have to put you in your place.”
Before Dash could question just what Scootaloo was going on about, she felt something tug & grind against her inner thigh. The lining of her little black thong.
“W-wait! S-Scoots!”
Scootaloo, however, was undeterred. She yanked Dash’s thong with all her might. The elastic sawed against Dash’s most intimate flesh as she cried out in sheer agony.
“Much better.”
SMACK!
With no restraint, Scootaloo’s palm began to shower Dash’s ass with smacks once again. She went at a fast pace, her palm rapidly slapping against Dash’s bubble butt. It was almost like automatic gunfire with how quickly Scootaloo flicked her wrists & swung her arm. One smack would feel like three, Scootaloo determined to spank Dash the same way she had been spanked.
Down to the last detail.
“OW - wowowowowow!” Dash shouted. “Jeez, Scoots! Isn’t this ENOUGH?!”