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title = "Fund Grazer"
names = ["DCFTEF"]
date = "2017-08-23 21:22:43"
tags = [""]
spankers = ["Windy Whistles"]
spankees = ["Rainbow"]
posts = ["30791476"]
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>School was almost over
>It was the day of the big Canterlot High fund raiser
>Collecting money to fund the summer trip to Camp Everfree
>All the various cliques had their booths
>The baking club had a pie booth
>The artists offered face painting
>The football team had a dunk tank...hit the target with a football and drop a player in cold water

>The Rainbooms band came up with a fun idea
>A spanking booth
>Pay a few dollars for 3 whacks, choose your favorite band member
>All under the supervision of Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna, so things didn't get too violent or lewd
>Fully clothed...not too hard
>But they did allow the girls to borrow the school paddle

>Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy & Pinkie all got a few customers
>Twilight Sparkle wore her old Crystal Prep uniform and got more
>Lots of students wanted a good-natured crack at their long time rivals
>Plenty of students took a whack at Sunset Shimmer too
>Long delayed revenge for how she'd treated them when she was still a villain 
>But the #1 most popular choice was Rainbow Dash
>Students lined up to smack the ass of the school's popular sports hero
>The mood was playful, but Dash got a lot of payback for her huge ego
>She even taunted the crowd to stir up more business 
>At the end of the day lots of money was raised

>As the afternoon drew into early evening the fair broke up
>Friends said good-night and went their separate ways, heading home for dinner
>Rainbow Dash waved good-bye
>Today she pushed her bicycle home
>The spanks she had taken today were all in good fun, but her rear-end was too sore for a hard bicycle seat
>She'd left her spandex shorts in her locker as well
>Too tight for her swollen butt
>As she rounded the corner she spotted her mother waiting on the front porch
>Mom looked pissed off about something
>Uh-ho...
>Rainbow Dash rolled her bicycle up the sidewalk and wondered what was wrong
>The closer she got the more impatient her mother looked
>She sped up
>Experience had taught her it was a bad idea to make an angry mom wait
"Uh...hi Mom, what's up?"
>Windy Whistles tapped her foot on the the front porch angrily
"Don't you 'what's up' me, young lady!"
"Didn't I tell you to have the dishes washed before I got home?"
>It was true...she did
"There's even more there than before!"
"And you father told you to mow this lawn three days ago!"
>Dash gulped
>She made her plea to the judge;
"Sorry, Mom! I just got so busy...the school fund raiser was today and..."
>Windy wasn't in the mood for excuses.
"You had plenty of time before school, miss, but instead all you did was make MORE mess."
"And you sat around watching cartoons all day yesterday instead of mowing the lawn."
>Dash cringed. She hated getting yelled at in front of all the neighbors
>Mom & Dad could be embarrassing when they were cheering too loud for her, but getting scolded in front of the whole neighborhood was WAY worse!
"I'm sorry! I'll get to it right now!"
>But it was too late for that
"It's too late for that, Dashie.
"Put your bicycle away and get in the house. Don't leave it laying in the driveway again either.
"If you aren't going to do your share around here the least you can do is take care of the things you have!"

>Rainbow carefully put her expensive bicycle in the garage and hurried inside
>She sensed the rebuke was not over, but she was glad it was at least moving off the front lawn
>She went straight for the kitchen to wash the dishes like she should have that morning
>But her stomach turned a somersault when she found them already done
>Mom had completed her chore for her...Dash knew she was really in trouble now
"I couldn't even start making dinner with that mess in the kitchen."
>There wasn't much Dash could say
"I'm really, really sorry! I swear I'll do them all next week...I won't be late once!"
>She'd made promises like that before
>Usually she forgot about them after the second or third day
"Oh you certainly will, young lady, but first we have business upstairs."
>Rainbow was horrified
>She'd slacked off on her chores before, but usually she'd get yelled at and that was the end of it
>Going UPSTAIRS could only mean one thing
"Mom, no! Please...it won't happen again!"
>Windy Whistles crossed her arms
"Move your butt, Missy. Since talking to your face doesn't seem to work I'm going to have a conversation with it instead!"
>Yikes!
>That was absolute confirmation that Mom was in a spanking mood
>But Rainbow's rump was still painfully sore from the fund raiser
>There had to be a way out of this!
>Maybe she could stall until Dad got home
>Maybe he would take her side...talk Mom out of *gulp* spanking her
"Mom, please, can't we talk about...?"
>But Windy pointed upstairs
"1...2..."
>Dash ran for the stairs
>She knew if her mother reached three it would be a LOT worse

>She made it to the relative safety of her bedroom
>But when Mom arrived seconds later things didn't get any better
"Dash this place is a pig-sty! 
"The moment we are done you are to start cleaning this room!"
>Windy grabbed her daughter by the arm and pulled her along
>Dash was a tough, athletic teenager, but Mom could still drag her along effortlessly as if she was a little girl
"We'll do this in my bedroom since there isn't a clean place to sit down in yours!"
>Whimpering, Rainbow Dash expected to be dragged to her parents' bed
>It had been the location of many happy times over the years, but also the site of a lot of kicking & crying
>Mom made a detour though
>Dash knew what that meant and didn't like it!
"Oh, no, please not THAT!"
>Windy Whistles picked up her big wooden hairbrush
"Oh yes, young lady...THAT.
"It's not asking so much that you do a few chores to pull your weight around here.
"At least you could clean up after yourself!"
>The teenager was too big to go over her lap, but Windy easily maneuvered her into position 
>Bent over the side of the bed, a few pillows to prop her backside up higher
"Mooooom! I will do my chores! I will clean up after myself! Please give me another chance!"
>But Windy just patted her daughter on the behind with the brush and said;
"That's what this is, Rainbow. You're getting another chance to learn your lesson before your Father & I take more severe measures like keeping you home from camp this summer."
>Mom's tone was firm, but relaxed
>She did not yell...she was in control
>And while Rainbow whimpered into a pillow she took the next step
"OH, NO NO NO, Mom, please not the...!"
>But despite Rainbow's plea's her skirt came up and her panties came down

>Dash's butt was still a little pink from her ordeal at the fund raiser, but Windy hardly noticed
>Rainbow was an athletic kid, she was always sliding or falling or bouncing off things
>A mildly pink behind was nothing out of the ordinary for her
>It wouldn't be mildly pink for long though...
*WHACK*
>It usually took Dash a few spanks to start crying, but on an already sore butt the sting was immediate and brutal
"OOOOOWWWW!"
>She jumped and nearly bucked her way off the bed, but Windy caught her arm and pinned her down tight
>Years of dealing with a wriggling tomboy had made her an pro
>There was no way Dash was escaping this
"WHHhhhhaaaAAAHHHHhhhhHHH!"
>The hairbrush rained down hard and fast
>Dash didn't want to twist and fight but she couldn't help herself
>Mom was laying it on severely tonight!
>Even in her frenzy of tears and bawling Rainbow's sports oriented brain recognized the rapid pace of her punishment
>Mom delivered more than a whack every second
>The young teenager screamed...with her rear already heated up from the fund raiser this was sheer agony
>The sting of that hairbrush was unbearable, but poor Dash had no choice
>Mom held her in position and kept smacking away, not slowing down for anything
"You *WHACK* better *WHACK* remember *WHACK* this, young lady, *WHACK* the next *WHACK* time *WHACK* you're *WHACK* tempted *WHACK* to spend *WHACK* the day *WHACK* slacking *WHACK* off *WHACK* instead *WHACK* of seeing *WHACK*to your *WHACK* responsibilities!"
>Rainbow wanted to answer...to make every promise to be a good responsible girl
>But when she opened her mouth all she could do was wail

>Mom kept it up for what seemed like forever, but in reality the intense spanking only lasted about 90 seconds
>Dinner was cooking downstairs...Windy did not have forever to deal with her lazy daughter
>She finished up with a set of 10 final whacks...delivered slower but extra hard
>But then it was done
>She released Dash and allowed her a few moments to compose herself
"There...now we're not going to have a problem with this again, are we, Dashie?"
>The girl hiccuped and sobbed, but finally stammered out an answer, rubbing her tortured bottom the whole time
"N-n-no, M-Momma..."
>Windy nodded with approval, surveying her work
>Rainbow's rear end was a lot brighter pink now
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"Now remember what I said about that messy room of yours?" 
>She slowly slapped the wooden hairbrush against her palm as a warning
>In a panic, Rainbow jumped up from the bed and rushed to go start cleaning her room
>She did not take time to pull up her undies, and the cotton panties tangled around her knees, tripping her as she hurried out
"Slow down, dear."
>Tenderly, Windy Whistles helped Rainbow stand and gave her time to pull her underwear back up
>She wiped her daughter's tears away and gave her a kiss on the forehead
"There, there. Now go work on your room until I call you for dinner.
"It's okay if you want to bring a pillow to sit on." 
>Rainbow sniffled.
>Her butt was absolutely on fire but she felt happy to be forgiven
"I'm r-really sorry Mom...I meant everything I said about doing my chores, and I'll help out double from now on.
"Just please don't keep me home from camp this summer...we've worked so hard for it and all my friends..."
>Windy hushed her daughter with a reassuring hug
"That will be entirely up to you, sweetheart, but as long as you remember to keep those promises it won't have a problem."
>Rainbow smiled a little when she heart that, in spite of the pain
"Thanks Mom. I'm gonna go clean my room now. It's a DISASTER in there."

>Windy Whistles smiled to herself as she watched her sore daughter wobble away on shaky legs
>She was sure this wouldn't be the last spanking, but hopefully this lesson would remain fresh in Dashie's mind for a long time
>Sometimes it was a lot of work being her #1 fan.

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