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title = "Homework"
names = ["Anon"]
date = "2019-03-28 17:37:54"
tags = [""]
spankers = ["Cheerilee"]
spankees = ["Scootaloo"]
posts = ["33666128"]
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>Having a teacher as a caretaker realy wasn’t all that bad.

>Sure, Cheerilee might have been stingy with schoolwork and trying to hide any sort of misbehaviour in school may have been rather difficult, but she was also very kind and understanding.

>That’s why Scootaloo, despite not being a model student enjoyed living with her schoolteacher.

>Right now, however she was cursing the fact that her caretaker knew almost everything she did at school.

>She was currently in trouble for playing with her friends in the schools large storage basement and wrecking some school supplies.

>This was not the first time this happened and Cheerilee warned her students many times not to play in there.

>The basement was large and had many things to play with. It was also old and in need of repairs which was something Cheerilee was working on getting funds for. It’s state ment that it was a hazardous place for colts and fillies to be in, as such, it was off limits.

>Her fellow students have already been scolded and there parents called, punishments promised. Scootaloo knew that she would be facing the consequences of her actions as soon as she and Cheerilee got home.

>Cheerilee gave Scootaloo a firm scolding and promised her that they would talk more about this as soon as they got home.
>Upon entering Cheerilee’s house, Scootaloo was quickly led upstairs to her bedroom. Few words were exchanged before Cheerilee left, warning Scootaloo not to move from her bed.

>She soon returned, carrying with her a long, thick wooden yardstick. The same kind Cheerilee used for teaching in the classroom (this one was a spare she had). A surprisingly durable piece of wood thanks to magical enchantments. Something any teacher would appreciate.

>While Cheerilee did spank Scootaloo on occasion, it was surprisingly rare. Most of the time when Scootaloo did something wrong she would get a scolding, some chores or even the occasional extra homework (curtosy of having a teacher as a guardian).

>Scootaloo always seamed to know when Cheerilee was about to spank her, and even now, she had no delusions of getting out of it, but upon seeing that yardsitck in Cheerilee’s mouth, she panicked.
>”Please just use your hoof, Cheerilee! I won’t do it again, I promise!”

>”I did warn you many times not to go in the school basement Scootaloo! Did I not?”

>”Y-yea but-„

>”And how many times were you warned?”

>”Umm, two?”

>”Five times. And what did I tell you the fifth time?”

>”Th-that I would be let off with another warning?”

>”... Nice try, but no. I explicitly said that I would be using my yardstick on your bottom. Did I not?”

>Scootaloo looked down „Y-yes Cheerilee.”

>”Now, I believe I’ve already explained to you multiple times what you did wrong so please, bend over the bed so we can get this over with.”

>Scootaloo just sat there, still looking down.

>”Wouldn’t it be a lot better if we just got this over with?”

>Scootaloo knew she was right, so with a disgruntled sigh, she did as Cheerilee asked.

>As soon as Scootaloo got her tail out of the way Cheerilee rested the yardstick on the filly’s bottom.

>”I Don’t think I need to remind you not to get in the way, do I?”

>”N-no.”

>”Good, ready?”

>”Mhm”
>The yardstick soon left Scootaloos bottom, before quickly coming back with a loud ’TAP!’ and a harsh sting. Scootaloo yelped as a red line was inprinted onto her flank.

>Soon another hit landed this time a bit lower but still just as painful followed by a third spank slightly above the first one. Scootaloo was already squirming.

>’Whack!’ after ’Whack!’ the yarstick kept crashing down on the poor filly’s bottom as tears now flew freely from her eyes. This was the first time Cheerilee used the yardstick for spanking purposes and Scootaloo did not like it one bit.

>As the spanking went on Scootaloo, desperate to keep herself from reaching back (for fear of getting extra), managed to grab her pillow and bury her face in it.

>’Whack!’ ’Tap!’ ’Smack!’ ’Crack!’

>Scootaloo’s hindhooves were kicking up and down as her crying got lowder.

>’Slap!’ ’Crack!’ ’Tap!’ ’Whack!’

>She was now squirming hard, barely able to control herself and her pillow was soaked.

>Cheerilee paused slightly, and with a sad sigh raised the yardstick for the last few licks.

>’Whack!’ This one landed on the sitspots causing Scootaloo to squeel loudly.

>’Whack!’ Another particularily hard one, not going unnoticed by the chastised filly.

>’WHACK!’ The final, hardest hit. Scootaloo was crying hard at this point. She would think twice about not heeding Cheerilee’s warnings.
>Cheerilee was soon next to her charge, stroking her back.

>”It’s over, please don’t do that again.”

>”Yes Cheerilee.”

>Cheerilee stayed with Scootaloo for a while, then she got up.

>”I’m going to go make dinner, will you be alright?”

>Scootaloo nodded.

>”Alright then, I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

>And with that, she left leaving the filly alone in her room with a sore, red butt which her classmates would surely notice next school day.

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Weather Cheerilee adoped Scootaloo or was her family member all along is up to reader interpritation. Just wanted to write something with Cheerilee in a non-school setting.
Btw writing this reminded me of a pic that featured a sad looking Cheerilee spanking Scootaloo who was laying on a desc. [posted in thread]