After a few more minutes of hanging up everything that Pinkie had pulled off of the racks, the three of them left ‘Runway’ and visited a few more smaller shops along the south area of the mall’s first floor. They came away with nothing that the sisters were really happy with, and Spike’s opinions, for the most part, matched theirs.

So, they went back to the meeting place where they were supposed to meet with Limestone and Maud, bought a few drinks out of a vending machine, and waited for the others. Marble and Spike sat and sipped their drinks lightly while waiting for the others, who were a little bit late. Pinkie, however, decided to stand, and rocked back and forth on her heels while she took big gulps of her ultra-sugary, grape-flavored energy drink.

Spike had no real interest in thinking about how THAT would taste…

Another few minutes of waiting, and the two other ponies finally happened by them, one of them looking quite surly and the other looking as deadpan as ever. Spike offered up a small, welcoming smile as they approached, though he toned it down a little when he saw the glare on Limestone’s face. “Uh, hey you two,” he greeted, raising his drink up in greeting. “How’s the gift hunt going?”

“Terribly,” Limestone huffed. “Maud shoots down every suggestion that I make! First it was the jewelry shop…”

“Mom doesn’t like jewelry.”

“And then it was the bakery…”

“Mom doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth, and she doesn’t like eating a lot of breads. She says it’s bad for her hips.”

“And then after THAT, we went to the computer and electronics store…”

“Mom’s scared of technology. Do you remember how hard we had to push her to get a smart phone?”

“And lastly, before we came here, we even went into a damn toy store, just to see if there was something, ANYTHING in there we could find that mom might like! But nooo, not a damn thing.”

“You wanted to get mom a slinky.”

“I’m running out of ideas here!” Limestone growled in frustration.

“And I’m getting very annoyed,” Maud said calmly. Her face didn’t change, but she did put a hand on her hip. “Please stop being unreasonable about this, Limestone. We need to think about a really good gift for mom. We can’t just grab something random off of the shelf-”

“It wasn’t random! I was trying to get her into something new, something exciting!” She flailed her arms in frustration.

“Limestone, stop it,” Maud warned. “You’re acting like a filly.”

“And you’re acting like a great big stone in the mud!”

Spike stood up, hoping to stamp out the flames before I wildfire could start. “Easy, girls, easy. Look, there are still plenty of other places to check, and I’ll be along to give a third opinion, all right?” he smiled at them.

Maud glanced at him and Limestone glared, but she huffed loudly and crossed her arms. “Whatever, fine.”

“Okay,” Maud said, relaxing a little. “Are we going to go now?”

“You sure you don’t need anything to drink?” Marble asked, smiling and offering her half finished canned ice coffee to her sister.

Maud smiled lightly and took the can, taking a few sips from it. “Thank you,” she said.

“Hey, where’s my drink?” Limestone growled. Pinkie hopped over and held up her own can, but the mare quickly raised a hand. “Something that’s not going to give me a caffeine overdose, please?”

Spike frowned, looking down at his own drink and sighed. Only a couple of mouthfuls left. He shrugged and walked over, offering it to the surly mare. She glowered at it for a second, but her face softened, at least a little. Spike had only seen her give a genuine smile a few times, and he treasured the few times he’d seen it happened.

She came close this time, but still managed to keep it as a wry grin as she snatched the bottle from him and gulped down the remainder of the drink. “Thanks,” she said with a nod. “We ready to go?”

“I think so,” Maud said, glancing at Spike. “Shall we go?”

“Yeah,” Spike said with a smile. “Let’s go and find a good gift for your mom!” He glanced over at Pinkie and Marble. “You two gonna be okay?”

Pinkie nodded. “Yeah, we’ll hit up the other stores and see if we can find something that the other girls missed. Meet back here when we’re done?”

They all nodded and, plans made, they broke away from each other, Marble and Pinkie heading in one direction and Spike, Limestone, and Maud heading in another. He smiled, walking between the two sisters, glancing at them. “Don’t worry, girls,” he said happily. “I’m sure we’ll be able to find a gift in no time!”

“It’s been two hours and we still haven’t found a gift,” Spike groaned, rubbing at his legs as he sat down on one of the benches outside of their latest failed attempts. They’d gone into a movie store, hoping to find some of the older, more classic movies that Cloudy might have watched when she was younger. Not only did they walk out empty handed, since anything that Cloudy might have liked was out of stock, they weren’t even sure she had a means of watching it.

“Pretty sure that she still uses a VCR,” Limestone had noted about halfway through their search.

“I don’t even know what that is,” Maud had muttered.

Spike sighed and set his feet back against the ground. “I feel like, between you guys and Pinkie, I’ve already covered every single store in this place, and we still haven’t found anything your mom might like. Is she ALWAYS this tough to buy for?”

“Yeah,” Limestone said with a sigh. “She’s very discerning, and she doesn’t really want or need a whole lot of stuff. If she needs something, then she just goes out and gets it herself.”

“It used to be easier,” Maud said. “She liked the things that we made her as kids.”

“Well, yeah,” Limestone grunted. “What mom wouldn’t love the stuff their kids made for them. But we can’t just make her a bead necklace or a cute little palm print in a slab of clay, or a drawing of a butterfly anymore, we gotta get her something special!”

Maud sighed, but she nodded. “I suppose you’re right. But she’s so very strict and spartan about everything… hmmm…”

Spike rolled his eyes, blinking as he settled on an adult novelty shop in the distance. “Feather Fluster” it was called. He gave a small chortle. “Maybe we could find something for her in there?” he said, pushing his thumb towards the shop.

Their eyes followed his thumb and Spike was surprised to see Maud’s cheeks redden up a little bit as she saw what he was pointing at. “Spike, let’s not be lewd about this,” she said. “I seriously doubt we’d find any-”

“Oh hell yeah!” Limestone said, slamming her fist into her palm. “That’s it! That’ll be perfect! We’re gonna get something spicy for mom!”

“Wait, really?” Spike and Maud said at once, though Limestone was already walking towards it, determined. Spike glanced at her. “Well… we’ve already checked everywhere else, right?”

Maud’s face flushed deeper. “Do we… have to?”

“Oh come on, don’t go Marble on me now,” Spike said. “There’s no harm in at least looking around. Who knows?” he asked. “At this point, I’d be fine with just finding something, anything, that might make your mother happy.” He walked with Maud, following after a more than a little enthusiastic Limestone. “Seriously, your mom is so…” he struggled to find a way to describe her.

“Old-fashioned?” Maud offered.

“I guess that’s a way to describe it, yeah. Like, would she like a book or something/”

Maud’s ears perked a bit. “That… might work… but I don’t know what she likes to read. She’s not much into fantasy or science fiction or anything…”

Spike shrugged. “Pity we’re not shopping for Twilight. I could get her a book, any book, and she’d absolutely love it, provided she hasn’t read it before.”

Maud nodded. “Same with Pinkie. She’s very easy to buy for. She just seems happy to get whatever gift she’s given.”

“Yeah, but I think that’s one of the reasons she’s so desperate to get a good gift for your mom… didn’t expect Limestone to be so gung-ho about it too.”

“Oh, we’re all really, really into it,” Maud said, glancing at him. “I’m very frustrated about not being able to find a good gift for mom. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been so frustrated about anything, and this isn’t the first time either.” Her voice was as even and monotone as ever, but her fists were clenched in her annoyance.

Spike smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll find her something. Promise.”

She nodded to him. “Thanks for coming along, Spike. I know this day hasn’t been easy for you.”

He shrugged. “Eh, it happens. And I get to spend the day with the pie sisters. That’s a pretty big plus right there.” He winked at her.

Again, her face heated up just a little bit and he enjoyed the very slight smile he’d managed to coax out of her.

The two of them entered the adult shop and glanced around. It was brightly lit, and rather inviting for its subject matter, though the outside had no open windows, and the sign on the door made it very clear that only ‘mature’ ponies were allowed in.

They saw Limestone looking over a small display of lingerie sitting in the middle of the store. Maud walked up and shook her head. “You know mom would never wear that.”

“Yeah,” she agreed. “But damn, wouldn’t we look good in those?”

Maud covered her chest as she looked over the see through top, and tiny breast strap that accompanied it. “Maybe…” she mumbled.

Spike’s mouth twitched into a small smile as he tried his best to imagine the pie sisters all parading around in matching lingerie. While the image in his mind was certainly sexy, he found it funnier than anything.

A small swat against the back of his head knocked the fantasy away and he glanced over to see a scowling Limestone glaring at him. When he gave her a questioning look, she raised a finger at him. “Stop it. I know exactly what’s going on in that head of yours, and I don’t recall giving you permission to think like that.”

He glared at her. “H-hey, you were the one who put the idea in my head!”

“And now I’m trying to get it out of your head!” she countered.

“Aren’t we here to get a gift for mother?” Maud asked. “Maybe we should start looking?”

“Fine, fine, okay.” She cleared her throat, but gave Spike one more glare before the three of them started to look through the things on the shelves. There was a lot of typical adult stuff you would expect to see, mixed in with a lot of novelty or gag gifts that were immediately discarded by the trio. Ginseng pills, various lubricants, some very suggestive card and board games, but nothing that really seemed to speak to them. Spike was looking over a wall of BDSM toys, with a very heartfelt sign above the display, reminding everyone to ‘play safe and play sane.’

He sighed, scratching his head as he looked over the paddles, tawses, cuffs, and so forth, shaking his head. “No way we’re going to find something for her here,” he mumbled. “We should just head out and-”

WHA-CRACK!

“ACK!” Spike arched his back and let out a pained hiss from both the slap across the rear he’d been given and also the fact that his teeth slammed down on his tongue in surprise. “Owww! Double ow!” he groaned and turned back to see who had done that. Limestone stood there, smirking a bit, holding up a card. “Whath the hell?” he asked. “I bid mah tongue!”

“I was bored,” she said with a shrug. “So I decided to check out this sample for the spicy card game they were selling over there.”

Spike glared at her and snatched the card from her, still waggling his tongue around, trying to push past the pain he felt in it as he looked it over. It was from a card game called “Flanks” and was labeled as a ‘daring’ card, whatever that meant. “Trick an opponent you like into getting into position and then give them a great, big, slap right where they sit down.” Spike narrowed his eyes and glared at the grinning mare in front of him. Her eyes said all they needed to. While Pinkie would have done something like that as a harmless prank (and probably would have held back), Limestone had done it to start something, and she was practically daring him to do something back to her. His eyes widened. “Lime, come on, we’re trying to find a present here.”

“It’s a lost cause, Spike,” she said with a sigh. “This whole day was just a big waste, so I’m gonna have some fun with my favorite dragon.”

“I’m not playing a dirty card game with you,” he said, frowning at her.

“I wasn’t inviting you to,” she said with a wry grin. “I’ll just play it myself.” She drew out another card and looked at it, smirking. “Oh hey, look at this one, it says 'strip the nearest player and take a naked selfie with them'.” She smirked, sadistically, and started to make grabby motions with her hand.

Spike flushed and backed away from her. Not that he thought she’d actually do it, but… While Limestone was nowhere near as silly or unpredictable as her sister, she had a mean streak in her that made her do random things if she thought it would make someone uncomfortable or pained. While her sisters were usually off limits, he’d been on the receiving end of things like that from her more than once.

He’d rather avoid it if he could. “Don’t even joke about that, Limestone, that ain’t funny.”

“I’m sure it will be to someone,” she said with a chuckle.

“You try it and I’ll whup your ass!” he threatened, quickly, without thinking about it.

They blinked, staring at one another for a moment. Then, Limestone burst out laughing, tossing the cards away from her, shaking her head. There were a few others around them, watching them, but otherwise going about their business, apparently not at all weirded out by their antics. Spike guessed that this sort of stuff might have happened on a regular basis in a place like this. “Spike, did you seriously just threaten to beat my ass?”

“W-what if I did?” he asked, rubbing the back of his head, becoming a bit more self conscious. ‘Good going, genius’ he thought to himself.

She laughed again and smirked a bit. “Well, if you insist,” she grinned, turning around and bending forward. She yanked her pants down, just enough to show off the fact that she wasn’t wearing any sort of underwear at all. Spike had to plug his nose as she gave it a good, firm shake. “Well?” she challenged. “I’m waiting! Come on, be the big, tough dragon you were acting like.” She sneered and added, “At least give it one smack, then we’ll be even.

Oh, a part of him really wanted to give her more than one, but he’d settle for what she was offering. A quick glance at the onlooking crowd showed that many of them were being rather encouraging about this. What felt even stranger was that no one seemed to be watching purely out of a sexual impulse, but rather just out of curiosity and amusement. The fact that Limestone seemed totally at ease with the whole situation definitely helped.

“Alright then, you asked for it!” Spike stated. He cracked his knuckles, rolled up his sleeve, and got into position right behind her. She moved her tail out of the way, and arched her back, giving him total access. “I’m really gonna make this one count!” he warned.

“You better,” she taunted.

Spike smirked, surprised by how much he was getting into this, and examined her backside. While she did have some nice, round, pert cheeks, her bottom was much smaller and tighter than Pinkie’s and even Marble’s behind. Still, it seemed like some of Pinkie’s baking still managed to find its way into her occasionally.

He took a deep breath, centered himself, then reared back, twisting at the hip, raising his hand up nice and high into the air. He even paused for a bit of a dramatic effect. Then, he whipped himself forward, slamming his hand down as hard as he could, right over the center of her rear.

WHA-CRACK!

The sound echoed around the little store and everyone present, even those who had shown no interest in their antics before, stopped to look for the source of the sound. Neither of them moved. There was a long moment of silence between them. And then…

EEEEYOW!

Spike howled in pain and pulled his hand away, grabbing his wrist and shaking it firmly. “AGH! OW! NNGH!” he groaned and stumbled away, clenching and flexing his fingers several times as his hand seemed to go completely numb from the sting.

Limestone, once again, burst out laughing and stood up, though she didn’t bother to yank up her pants, putting a hand on her hip and turning towards him. “So, how was it?” she asked, glancing back at her butt. There was a light, pink palm print across both cheeks from where she’d been struck, but she didn’t seem to have felt it at all. If she did, she was hiding it really well. Spike on the other hand…

“Nnngh!” the dragon intoned. “I feel like I just whipped my hand against the side of a mountain! GEEZ!” he hissed again, grinding his teeth together in an effort to get the sting to calm down.

“HAH!” Limestone gave another sneer. “Well, let that be a lesson to ya, dragon,” she said, pointing a thumb at herself. “My ass is solid as steel, so you better think twice about threatening me with an ass whupping!”

Her laughter was matched by a few of the onlookers, who seemed to have taken a liking to this impromptu show. Spike flushed, rather embarrassed by this turn of events, and continued to rub his thumb against his palm in the hopes of soothing the stinging throb. “Geez, Lime, I knew you were a bit of an ass, but come on, that was just mean.”

“Ah, sorry, didn’t realize dragon pride was as fragile as sandstone,” she taunted, enjoying herself. “Don’t worry, Spike, you still got a lot of growing to do. Maybe someday you’ll actually get a chance to try again!”

“Until then,” a monotone voice said from behind her, a firm hand reaching out to grab her shoulder, “I guess it’s up to me to handle you.”

Limestone gave a little squeak and a jump, causing her pants to fall all the way down to her ankles as she looked over her shoulder to see Maud standing there. While her face looked as neutral as ever to Spike, Limestone paled when she saw it. “Wh-what’s with that look?!” the brash sister asked. “I was just, uh… j-just having some fun.”

“At Spike’s expense. He came here when he didn’t have to, he tried to help us find a gift, and you come along and embarrass him.” She shook her head. “I was irritated before. Now I am upset.” She reached down and suddenly grabbed Limestone by the ankle, pulling and flipping the girl upside down, making her yip in surprise. She peeled off her pants, tossing them to a startled Spike as well, leaving her totally naked from the waist down, and her T-shirt in danger of falling down off of her breasts. Thankfully, she WAS actually wearing a bra. “And showing off your butt in public. That’s very naughty, Lime.” She started to walk towards one of the wall displays in the store, one that had several paddles hanging from it.

“H-hey! Wait! Q-quit it! Come on, Maud, you know I was just having some fun, I was getting frustrated and bored!”

“But taking that out on spike was very uncalled for. It’s not like when you tease me or Pinkie, or even Marble. And you know Mom would tell you the same.” She reached up and browsed the paddle selection. Shaking her head, she looked to a nearby employee, who was watching the scene with a light blush on her face. “Excuse me, do you have one of these in a size six?” she asked, pointing to an oak school paddle with eight holes drilled into it.

“Uh, o-only ones without holes, I’m afraid.”

Maud nodded. “May I borrow one for a moment?”

The employee nodded and hurried off to get the paddle while Spike just stared, mouth agape, at the scene. Maud was effortlessly holding the flailing and writhing and pleading mare up, ignoring her free foot, which kicked at her occasionally, though Maud didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

When the employee returned with the paddle, she took it and gave it a few practice swings. “Yes, this will work perfectly. Thank you very much.”

“M-Maud, wait a second! Wait, wait, wait! I’m sorry, okay?! Spike, you can hear me, right? I’m sorry, dammit!”

“You never were very good at apologizing,” Maud mused, raising her up a bit more. “Hands on the floor, straighten your other leg,” she ordered.

Groaning, Limestone did as she was told, pushing her palms to the ground, which essentially allowed her to handstand, Maud keeping her balanced with her hand on her ankle. “Do you have to use the paddle?”

“Yes. I want you to learn your lesson after all.” She pressed the paddle against the mare’s backside, making Limestone whimper. “You’re getting Pinkie’s favorite number.”

“A-a baker’s dozen?! Maud, Nooo!”

Maud ignored her and raised the paddle back before sending it whooshing through the air and clapping against both of her cheeks, nice and firm.

WHAP!

“AAOOOW!”

Spike jumped a bit from the impact sound. It had looked to him like she’d barely put any sort of power behind the swing, but the effect certainly spoke for itself… and Spike made doubly sure to never get on Maud’s bad side…

WHAP!

“IIISH!”

WHAP!

“OWW!”

WHAP!

“NUU!”

WHAP

“EEK!"

Limestone started to smack her palms against the floor, hoping that the impacts would stave off some of the pain in her rear, but judging from the way she was still reacting, it wasn’t working that well. Her eyes were full of tears, and she had them squeezed shut tight in the hopes of stopping them from escaping. Again, it seemed like a fruitless attempt.

WHAP!

“Ah! Maud, please!”

WHAP!

“NNNGH! I’m sorry!”

WHAP!

“YAAA! H-h-huurts!”

WHAP!

“UWAAAH! I swear, I’ll be good!”

“I hope so,” Maud stated, pausing briefly to rotate her wrist. “Because you know that if mother had heard about this, your bottom would be in a much worse state.

Spike bit his lip, leaning back a little as he took in the sight. He didn’t know what the heck Maud was doing differently (maybe she was just THAT much stronger) but she was effortlessly making Limestone’s bottom turn a dark shade of pink, with room to grow darker, and he was fairly certain he could see her bottom cheeks wobbling, ever so slightly after each snap. He writhed gently, glancing around at the crowd, who were smiling and observing with interest. He even saw a few couples pointing and talking to each other lightly, as though they were discussing trying something similar when they got a chance.

Her break finished, Maud got back to work, ignoring her sister’s pleas.

WHAP!

“YEEEOW! Aww! N-no more!

WHAP!

“Maud, please, I can’t take it! It’s too much!

WHAP!

“WAAAH! This is so fucking embarrassing!”

Maud frowned deeper, the paddled raised for the last smack. “Excuse me?”

A cold sweat breaking out on her cheeks, Limestone gulped and shook her head. “N-nothing! Nothing at all!”

“I thought not.” She spread her legs a little and leaned back further. “One more stroke. Don’t make me have to start over.”

“Nooo!” she whined.

Maud reared back just a little bit further and snapped the paddle down. The resulting sound was even more deafening than the Twelve that had led up to it.

WHAAAP!

“WAAAAAH!” Limestone howled, her arms shaking a bit from both the pain and the strain of being held upside down for such an extended period. The tears finally started to flow as her sister carefully lowered her down to the ground. She sobbed and sat there on her knees, reaching back and grabbing at her poor bottom, which was now throbbing, nice and red. Maud nodded softly and pat the paddle against her palm for a few minutes before offering it to an employee and thanking them for allowing her to use them.

Spike smiled and walked towards them, a hand on his hip. “You okay, Limestone?” he asked, genuinely.

“F-fine,” she hissed, sniffling and groaning as she tried to work the sting out of her rear “Ow, ow, ow.”

Spike sighed and offered her his hand. “Well, no offense, but you were kind of asking for it.”

“Oh sh-shut up,” she grumbled, grabbing his hand as she stood up. Maud handed her pants back. “This day sucks.”

“I don’t think it’s been that bad,” Maud mused. “But… all things considered, we really haven’t found anything for mom…”

Spike frowned, looking between them and then back at the employee walking away with the paddle. He thought hard about the events of the day, everything he knew about the pie family, about the way their mother operated. His eyes lit up a little bit. “Girls,” he said. “I think I have an idea…”

Spike flopped down on his bed that evening, groaning softly, in a t-shirt and his boxers. His feet were throbbing and his legs felt week. “Damn, it feels like I ran a marathon today and all I did was walk around a mall a couple times. A few times… maybe a lot of times.” He shrugged and wiped his head. He’d told his mom he’d be out late, and of course, there had been a big plate of snacks waiting for him when he got home, but he didn’t really feel hungry at the moment, just really, really tired.

Maybe he’d go to bed a little bit early tonight, nothing seemed to appeal to him in this state…

His phone, which he’d set to vibrate, started to buzz and he blinked, reaching over and grabbing it. He raised a brow and sat up, crossing his legs. A video call? From Cloudy Quartz. Oh boy…

After the day he’d had with her daughters, he really couldn’t figure out what she’d want to talk to him about, but it’d definitely be rude if he didn’t answer her. He tapped the answer call button and held it up.

Cloudy Quartz, still looking as much like a school librarian as ever, with a small pair of spectacles, and her hair tied up in a tight bun against the back of her head, appeared on his screen, glancing over her shoulder. “Am I doing this right, Pinkie?” she called.

“You’re doing great mom, don’t worry!” a perky, energy-filled voice said behind her.

Cloudy looked down at the phone and blinked. “Ah, there you are. Hello, Spike.”

“Uh, hey there, Mrs. Quartz,” he greeted. “What can I do for you?”

“I understand you were responsible for helping my daughters pick out a birthday present?”

“Er, yeah, I was. Though I got the impression that your birthday wasn’t for a few more days, at least.”

“That is true, but apparently my girls were just so excited, they wanted to give it to me early.” The stern woman got a genuine smile on her face for a moment. “That being said, I have to admit, I was surprised to see what they had picked out for me. Or rather, what you had helped them choose.” She held the phone away from her a little bit more, widening the shot so that he could see that she was holding a beautiful, bright, finished wooden paddle. Along its front, four names were signed, her daughters signatures.

Spike blushed. “Er yeah. No offense ma’am, but it took us a while to settle on something. You’re kind of hard to buy for.”

“I would have been happy with anything that was bought for me.”

“Well yeah, but your daughters wanted to get you something special.”

“So then, why did you suggest a paddle, and why did you go along with it?”

Spike bit his lip as he considered how best to answer the question. Finally, he said, “Discipline has been a big part of your life, and their lives for a very long time. They’ve actually talked to me a few times of some of their more memorable punishments, and while they almost always wince, they also… have a bit of a wistful response too. They know that you only discipline them out of love, so that they can learn to be better, and that you want them to be better than you were at their age. I just thought that an acknowledgement of that, that they love and appreciate you, and the love and discipline you provide, might have made a good gift.” He scratched his head gently. “It was either that or socks, basically.”

That actually got a chortle out of her. “Well said, Spike. And I do appreciate it, really. There was a lot of thought put into it.” She nodded. “I just wanted to call and confirm this with you. Thank you very much for helping my daughters pick this out.”

“It was my pleasure, ma’am.” He smiled. “And uh… happy early birthday, Cloudy.”

“Thank you.” She tapped at the screen and immediately tossed down her phone. It landed with a whump and a bounce on a couch or chair, or something of that nature. It landed with its back propped up against the back, landing on its side. She apparently hadn’t actually ended the call, and he was about to say something… until he saw what the phone’s camera was pointing at.

There was a long line of bare backsides bent over in front of him, four cute bottoms wiggling gently from side to side, arranged from the smallest to the thickest. Pinkie, of course, was all the way on the thick end, while Limestone was at the other. Maud was next to Limestone and Marble next to Pinkie. Spike gulped softly, eyes wide as their mother walked up next to Pinkie, gripping the paddle in her left hand. “Now that that is taken care of,” she announced, loud enough for the phone to pick up on, “I think it’s time we got back to the matter of hand.” She tapped Pinkie’s already sore tush with the long, heavy implement. “I am very disappointed in you girls, going into a dirty store of all places!”

“B-but it was to get a present for you!” Limestone whined.

“Yeah! A-and me and Marble were only in there for a second while we were buying the paddle for you!”

“All the same, you girls should know I do not approve of proper young ladies going into dirty places like that.” She clicked her tongue. “Of age or not, it doesn’t matter, it certainly doesn’t mean you’re too old for a good bottom warming.” She paused. “Also, Maud told me about why she disciplined Limestone… but Pinkie, I want to know why your cheeks are already red as well. I know for a fact it certainly wasn’t Marble who did it.”

Marble gave a nervous whine as her name was brought up and Pinkie glanced over her shoulder, looking up at her mother. “W-well um… it was Spike…” she mumbled, giving a brief account of why her rear was in such a state.

“I see, so Spike handled your discipline all on his own, hm? Quite nice of him.” Cloudy smiled again. “I’ll have to commend him for that again when I see him next.” She grabbed Pinkie’s Tail and pushed it out of the way. “Now, enough of this. We have a nice, long punishment to get to.”

Spike knew that he probably should have stopped the call there. Watching this probably wasn’t okay, and if the girls did find out that the phone was still on, he could only imagine that they wouldn’t appreciate it.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Spike grimaced as Pinkie started to wince and yelp from the slaps. The blows were enough to set her sensitive, tender cheeks to dancing, and they came swift and hard. She delivered three powerful smacks to Pinkie’s rear and then moved onto Marble, doing the same.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

She certainly didn’t offer any quarter to any of her daughters, that was for sure. Even Limestone, who’s bottom was still quite tender from the spanking from Maud she’d gotten, was given the same three spanks at the same level of power. Even Maud, stoic as she was, couldn’t stop herself from letting out some adorable little yelps as her cheeks were smacked, making them jiggle, just so.

Spike bit his lip and had to remind himself to blink, as his eyes were starting to dry out from being open for so long.

“Yes, this is certainly a very good choice in implement, girls,” Cloudy complimented as she went back to the start of the line and began again, in the same pattern. Three spanks, and then onto a new butt. “I’m very impressed. You’ve all got quite a keen eye for good equipment, if nothing else.” She smiled at her daughters, though that didn’t slow her arm down at all.

Spike’s breathing picked up as he watched each bottom in line slowly starting to darken. The camera on the phone wasn’t the greatest, but it was good enough that he could make out the color detail in each cheek, seeing them throb and slowly deepen to a fine, deep red, the girls in question starting to whimper and sob as their bottoms trembled and writhed under the powerful mare and her weapon. He gulped and arched his back, rolling onto his stomach, trying to stifle both his moans and the physical effects of everything he was seeing.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

On and on it went, and Spike’s head swam as he watched it continue, the spanking slowly breaking down each of the girls resolve until all for of them were red and sobbing. At last, Cloudy, who had apparently worked up quite a sweat from the job, wiped her brow. “All right girls. Time out time. Turn around those chairs, and straddle them. Bottoms on display, ten minutes, all of them.

Each of the girls nodded and did as told, grabbing a chair from in front of them, turning them around, and sitting down on them, leaning against the backs of the chair, while their butts, still quite vulnerable and bare, had their cheeks hanging off the edge, in full view of the phone.

Gods, he was sure he could see everything.

Spike shuddered and finally hit the ‘end call’ button with a shaky finger, tossing his phone away, panting softly. “Oh geez,” he whispered. “I should NOT have been watching that,” he mumbled. Even as he said it though, the thought that he had seen something very forbidden, and incredibly sexy, was quite delightful. Another fantasy started to creep into his mind, of the pie sisters bending over, baring their bottoms to him, lining up for him to inspect, and maybe give a few swats himself. All four of them, just for him to look over. Slowly, in his mind, he started adding other mares to the line up. Trixie, Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity… Rara… the line just kept getting longer and longer in his head, and as he walked down it, he was wielding more than just his palm as he moved from backside to backside. Paddle, brush, belt, switch…

Spike ignored how tired he was. He leaped out of his bed, threw off his clothes, dashed into his private bathroom, turned on the shower, and threw himself into it, groaning loudly as the icy cold water tumbled over him, and he sighed with relief as steam seemed to rise off of his scales. “Whew…” he breathed. “Gotta take care of that now,” he mumbled. “Otherwise, I’m not gonna get a whole lot of sleep tonight…”

He smiled a bit as he just sat there, eyes closed, letting the water wash away both his excitement, and the fantasy he’d been having in his mind. “Damn,” he mumbled, as his mind cleared. “I’ve still got homework to get done…”

Author's Notes:

Hello, lovely readers, it is I, Midori! I hope you have enjoyed the first month of uploads for Galaxia High, with the first four chapters uploaded immediately and a chapter a week since! Unfortunately, this was mostly prepared ahead of time and finished up over the course of the month, and so things might slow down a bit. But fear not! The next chapter is being worked on and I have no intention of letting this story die off like many others, and Goombasa is helping to ensure that. Chapters will be uploaded when they are done, so look forward to them.

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