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title = "Babysitter Extraordinaire"
names = ["Anon"]
date = "2016-06-19 17:09:04"
tags = ["M/f", "M/m", "otk", "hand", "consensual", "sex"]
spankers = ["Anon"]
spankees = ["Pound", "Pumpkin"]
posts = [""]
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>you are Anon, the babysitter extraordinaire in Ponyville
>usually you work for Cakes who run the Sugarcube Corner
>Mr. and Mrs. Cakes took a trip to Canterlot to participate in the bakery contest
>today is the second day of babysitting Cake twins, Pumpkin and Pound 
>a few months ago they turned 12, they already have their cutie marks and go to Cheerlies school in Ponyville
>to be honest they're two little angels, always helping and protecting each other, so your job is really enjoyable and easy
>you started the day with preparing a breakfast for three
>you ate with them at the table, happily chatting and enjoying their company
>after several minutes you realised that Pumpkin has a slightly flushed face and she is sweating a bit
>you checked her temperature on her forehead and decided it's the beginning of the cold
>you told her to go back to the bed and you will prepare meds, honey and some herbs to beat the fever
>she shyly agreed and rushed back to her bedroom
>Pound quickly finished the breakfast and followed her to check if she is okay
>your heart melts every time when you see acts of their sibiling love and caring
>you washed the dishes and started to prepare the meds for Pumpkin
>it took you more than 10 minutes to finish everything, with a loaded tray you headed to Pumpkin's bedroom
>a few meters from the door you suddenly stopped, when you heard some strange sounds
>muffled squeaking, quick breaths and wet sounds, it clearly came from the bedroom
>mortified you decided to put the tray on the floor, afraid you'll drop everything at the sight you expect to see in a few seconds
>you sneaked to the half-open door and looked through the crack
>it was a good decision to leave the tray
>you had a great view of Pumpkin's small rump sticking high in the air, her body splayed over the pillow and Pound mating with her, his penis burried deep under sister's wagging tail

>your jaw almost dropped to the ground, you were a witness of the incest intercouse of two kids you knew for years
>your brain stopped working, you just watched as Pound erratically humped his little sister as she moaned and grunted with every push
>something clicked in your head and you realised with full force that something very wrong is happening and you are here the responsible person to stop it
>quietly you opened the door and stepped behind the oblivious sibilings
>you brought your hands under Pound's forelegs and with a quick move detached him from Pumpkin's slit
>the surprised colt squeaked loudly in shock, flailing his hindlegs in the attempt to escape from your grasp
>Pumpkin immediately clamped her fluffy tail on the wet private parts and rolled on the side, looking at you like a doe caught in the headlights
"Could you both tell me what the hell are you doing?"
>the dead silence filled the room, two huge eyes looked at you from the bed and one colt quietly covered his still hard colthood, too afraid even to breath
>after it felt like an eternity, Pumpkin answered
>"...It's... it's b-because of me... we were just... just... I mean..."
>"I-I was helping Pumpkin, I s-swear!"
>you were mostly shocked and a bit angered, but then you felt the growing curriosity 
>silently you put Pound down on his sister's bed, brought a nearby chair in front of them and sat down
"I need... an explanation, a GOOD and LONG explanation, from both of you. Seriously, this is the last thing I expected to see there, especially with you two doing... it. Explain."
>another long pause filled the air, Pumpkin slowly moved to the Pound's side and protectively hugged him
>"A-Anon, I swear, w-we didn't want to do anything... bad. It's just... it hits hard, really hard and I can't get rid of it by m-myself..."
>you raised the eyebrow wondering what thing can hit a kid so hard the only way to fix it is to have sex with your brother
>...what the hell

>the answer came from Pound
>"It's... it's the heat, A-Anon... Pumpkin suffered every few w-weeks and sometimes I heard she c-cried here, so... one night I just... helped her and, and it worked! Any other way didn't work so... I mean...I'm so sorry, Anon, we, we know it's..."
>"It's not o-okay, but it makes the b-burning go away... Please, please don't tell our parents, please!"
>oh my god... pony's anatomy.
>that strange thing that happened every spring, flushed mares walking on the streets struggling to keep their tails low
>how smart of you to confuse the heat with the cold
>two scared kids, still hugging themselves on the bed, looked at your cogitative face
>they didn't know you mentally slammed your face against the wall for letting this go too far and not recognizing the Pumpkin's heat
>you forgot how kids grow fast, she is at this age when the hormones start making a mess
>still, the fact they had REAL sex in front of you screamed in your brain
"Kids... when did it start?"
>Pound answered with weak voice
>"two and a half month ago... we did it a few times... are you going to tell our parents?..."
>sigh
"Kids... I hate to say that, but I must tell them. This... thing you were doing, do you even know how wrong it is? And why did you do it when you knew I'll bring meds?"
>Pumpkin meekly answered
>"Pound wanted to do it quickly so you won't worry about me...Anon, p-please don't tell our parents, we know it's bad, we had the sex-ed class and... we know we are too young and... and it's weird to do it with your sibiling... I think? W-We will do anything, please!"
>"Yes, Anon, it was the last time!"
>great, they don't know everything and now it's your role to teach them
>Cheerlie has to explain herself to you too, but later

"Okay, kids, let's... let's say that. Yes- you are too young to do it, no- you can't do it with sibilings and oh my lord- you don't know WHY you both can't do it, don't you?"
>silence, then two pony heads slowly shaking in answer
"Alright... to make it simple and straight- you, Pound, can easily make your sister pregnant. You both are far from being responsible and ready enough to have your own kids, physically and mentally. The other thing- when two relatives make a baby, it's very possible for it to be very sick and die as a young pony. It's the biggest tragedy for a parent to see their child die, so if you know that your potential child will be born as a sick pony and die shortly, you DON'T make a baby.
>both of them silently avoided looking at you
"You both decided to do something that only a loving pair of ponies can do when they're adults. You didn't use anything to protect yourself from the pregnacy. It's a very, very serious situation, kids."
>"I... I always p-pulled out, Anon and..."
"And it doesn't protect you at all, Pound, you can get your sister pregnant before the ejaculation"
>"Oh... um... Ms Cheerlie didn't tell us about that..."
>you swear to Celesta's crotchtits, Cheerlie will have a very serious conversation with you
"Well, we know some things about sex... and we love each other! I'd never do anything wrong or hurt or force Pumpkin to do something bad... We're very sorry, Anon."
>"Me too, I'd never hurt Pound, Anon... We are very, very sorry... could you not tell our parents about that? You can punish us, you can ground us, we will wash dishes and we will clean the whole Sugarcube Corner, but please, anything but telling our parents!"
>and this is it, the conflict you were afraid of

>two underage ponies having sex when you were responsible of their safety smells like a jail and big problems for them and their parents
>on the other hand you knew these kids for years, you don't remember a single time they misbehaved nor were being punished in any way for anything
>you looked at those four scared, teary eyes and their tight hug of the pure sibiling love
>you moved from the chair and sat on the bed, bringing both of your hands around their small, soft bodies and pulled them in a warm hug
"Kids... first of all, I know you love each other and you would never hurt anyone. You always act like little angels and I always say that to anyone who asks about you two. But today... you didn't cross the line, you stormed through it and stopped too far away to say you made a simple mistake. Even if you didn't know everything about sex, you were aware that it was dangerous for you, your parents and me.
>both foals clinged to your chest, burrying their muzzles under your arms, quietly sobbing
"But I still love you, kids, don't cry...I will... give you two options. The first one... I'll tell your parents that I caught you doing this-"
>both of them looked at you with huge, terrified eyes
>"The second option, we beg you!" 
>you lightly rubbed their backs
"...or the second option: I'll punish you, as you asked for... both of you are grounded for today to sit in your bedrooms and think about what I've just told you"
>"Please, the second option! Thank you, Anon, we love you and we are sorry!"
>your heart melted for the second time today, but you didn't finish yet
"I love both of you, my little sweetheart... but before you choose the second option, the grounding is not the only one punishment" 

>they looked at you cautiously, waiting for you to continue
"Pumpkin, Pound... I want you to remember that what happened today was very bad. So, for the second part of the punishment... I'll take both of you over my lap and slap your butts a few times. I know it's-"
>suddenly Pumpking pulled away from from a hug
>"Y-You can't! It's... it's hurting somepony else! You can't hurt somepony, a foal!"
>you could feel both foals gone almost limp in your arms and start shaking
>you pulled them close again to your body and kissed their heads
"I know, kids, I'd never hurt you or allow anyone to even think about hurting you. I know that any form of spanking is banned in Equestria for hundreds of years now, thanks Celestia and Luna, but I didn't say I'll spank you. The law and babysitter rules allow me to punish kids with symbolic, light butt slapping or lightly swatting hoof, or an ear flick. You don't deserve the long grounding or more chores, you already learned your lesson and I don't want your parents to know what you did if you can manage to fix the problem by yourself. But I want as a part of a second option, to just give you a few quick slaps and you are clean in my eyes.
>the shaking of their bodies subdued a bit, but they looked at each other unsure what to do
>then Pound asked
"...is it g-going to h-hurt?"
>your hand moved behind his ears and scratched to make him relax
"No, little one, like I said, it's more a symbolic punishment than a real thing, but I know it'll make you remember. So, what do you choose?" 

>the scared sibilings looked at each other, then at you and answered simultanously
>"The second option..."
>you sighed and slowly got up
"Okay then... let me explain how it's going to work... go to the bathroom if you need, clean yourself and use the toilet then we will meet in my bedroom. We will quickly do what I said and then we can move on. You'll go to your rooms and think about what you did and what you should do, we will eat a dinner together and expect to hear what you think and what you learned after we finish eating. Then we will see how to spend the rest of the day and how to fix the damage, okay?
>they quiety nodded and went to the bathroom
>you headed to your bedroom to make some preparations
>you took the fresh towel from one of the drawers and put it on the bed
>you sat down, your back supported with pillows and a wall behind the bed
>you took your softest pillow and put it on the side of your legs, where one of the foals will have their head in a few minutes
>on the other side you folded the towel to support their hindlegs and be there just in case of any accidents
>and then, you waited

>after five minutes, you heard slow clip clops of hooves
>the door opened and two foals quietly made their way to your bed
>both sad faces didn't want to look at you, Pumpkin was on verge of tears
"Come one, kids, don't cry, jump on the bed and come to me"
>They complied and laid their heads on your chest
"Like I said, it won't hurt and it'll take maybe five minutes, don't be sad and take it like big ponies, okay?... Who will go first?"
>you expected them to stay silent, but to your surprise both asked to go first
>"N-No, Pumpkin, it's my fault, I should go first"
>"But it was me who asked you to do it, let me go first, please..."
>you silently rubbed their backs with your hands to silence them
"Okay, kids... ladies first, come here, Pumpkin, over my lap"
>the scared filly got up and sit down on your lap, not being sure in what position she should stay
>you softly chuckled and laid your hand on her back
"Okay, sweetie, just stand here and turn to your left, so I can see you from the side"
>nervously she did as you asked
"Now, lay down on you belly, you've a pillow to support your head here, and a towel for your hindlegs"
>the poor filly laid down her soft belly on your lap and began to shiver
"Shhhh, it's okay, sweetheart, everything is alright, I love you and this is just to not to make you forget, remember it..."
>"I-I w-w-won't f-forget..."
"I know, little angel, calm down and take a deep breath"
>you saw as she took a deep breath to her lungs, then she exhaled
>your hand ligthly ran through her mane and back, petting the small and soft body to help her relax
>after a minute of silence your left hand moved to her fluffy orange tail and with two fingers grabbed it near her taildock
>she tensed and clenched her butt, pinning down the tail
"Relax, sweetie, I'll just move your tail, I won't touch you anywhere you don't want me to..."
>"It's not... I-I mean... I-I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, little one, just breath deeply and relax."
>you brought your left hand again to her rump and gently moved her tail to the side
>now you feel how strong she is shaking
"Hey, everything is alright, why are you so scared?"
>"I-I don't know, I-I know you w-will be gentle, I just don't... know..."
>before you could response, Pound moved to his sister's head and without a word, hugged her tightly
>with his head burried in the crook between Pumpkins neck and shoulder, you felt as she slowly relaxed
>you smiled and patted Pound's head, then you brought your attention back to girl's rump
"I want you sweetie to keep your tail off the way, so we can quickly go through this"
>she didn't make any sound, just nodded her head
>you took a deep breath, moved your left hand from Pumpkin's back to both of their nuzzling heads
>a few scratches made them completely relax and you know you can start
>...
>...
>your right hand moved to the towel that supported Pumpkin's hindlegs
>you unrolled a half of it and a layer of soft cloth completely covered her buttcheeks up to her taildock
>then, you raised your hand
"Tell me Pumpkin, how old are you?"
>"...Twelve..."
"Then both of you will get six slaps. Let's start."
>Pumpkin tensed a bit, but not as hard as when you touched her tail
>you brought your hand down on Pumpkin's butt, giving her the first slap in her young life
>"Ah!"
>the sudden yelp was caused not by the pain, but the surprise of the clap on her right buttcheek
>the towel absorbed the already soft strike, giving a feeling of being swatted with a heavy pillow
>Pumpkin moved an inch forward, but as you expected, Pound held her close and filly's body was almost immediately back in the same place
"And now, little Pumpkin, you know what is the part of your punishment, five to go. I want you to say how many slaps you received".
>Pumpkin answered with a soft voice
>"O-One..."
"Good girl, let's continue, then" 

>you raised your hand again and delivered another swat, this time one the left buttcheek
>her body jumped forward and back like before and you heard
>"Two."
>hand up, slap in the middle of the butt
>"T-Three!"
>hand a bit higher, slap in the same spot
>"F-Five..."
"It's four, sweetie, I'm sorry but I need to repeat this slap... aren't they too hard?"
>"...no, it's okay..."
>slap!
>silence
>your left hand rubbed between her shoulder blades and kept doing it for a minute
"Can we continue?"
>...
>"...four..."
>the last two slaps will land on her buttcheeks again
>slap! on the left one
>"Five."
>slap! on the last one
>"Six."
The first part of her punishment was done, she simply laid across your lap, Pound nuzzled and whispered encouraging words to her ear
>soon you decided it's enough for her to calm down
"Come on, Pumpkin, it's your brother's turn..."
>after a while, she slowly got up to the sitting position, covering the flushed face behind the disheveled mane
>you hugged her, brought the rest of the towel on her back and quietly whispered to the ear to throw it to the laundry basket
>she silently nodded, carefully climbed down from your bed and headed to the laundry
>you smiled to Pound as he loudly gulped and looked at your lap nervously
>you reached to the drawer for another towel
"Okay, Pound, come here, you know what to do" 

>Pound stepped on your lap and lowered his body to lie on his belly
>his body jerked and with a grunt he stood up again, the blush clearly visible on his face
>just a single glance gave an answer what's wrong
>the thing he started with his sister he didn't finish
>you awkwardly smiled and patted his head
"I hoped you took care of it when I asked you to use the bathroom, but okay, it's not a big problem"
>you scooped the young colt in your arms and held him like a baby, his head supported on your arm and belly up 
>quickly you covered his genitals with a towel and brought it between his legs to cover his butthole
>but this time you left his buttcheeks uncovered
>all the time he avoided your eyes, blushing and looking anywhere but on you
>you simply rufled his mane and asked if you can proceed
>his position was different than his sister's, but still you had a great access to his butt
>he nodded and burried his face in your chest
>silly Pound, he still thinks it hurts
>"I-Is Pumpkin c-coming back?"
>you stopped your hand and answered
"She takes a shower now, but don't be afraid, you can take it. Stick you butt and we can start"
>he brought his slightly spread hindlegs to his belly and looked at you
>"Um... are you going to... cover my butt too?"
>you smileed and gently rubbed his rump, making him nervously shiver 
"I think it will be better for you without the cover, trust me."
>you gave him a few more second to relax and, with a smile, you landed a slap on his rump, a bit stronger than you applied to his sister
>"Ahn! O-One!"
"Good boy... remember, Pound..."
>slap! Across the both of his cheeks
>"Ah! Two!"

"...even if sex feels good and you love your sister..."
>slap! This time a little harder and closer to his tail
>"AH! Three!"
"...ponies will not accept such a relationship between you and her..."
>your left hand that supported his back from below, moved to the towel and lightly pressed it down to his body
>"Gnnhh.. Anon..."
"Relax... you earned your cutie mark, but still you need to learn a lot about the world..."
>slap! The skin of your palm made contact with the soft flesh between his covered small balls and the ponut
>you felt as his body jerked, the hindlegs tightly clenched around the towel
"Aah! F-Four!..."
>coffee break
>your spanking hand started to delicately massage Pound's slightly red butt
"You okay, Pound? Do you want me to go easier on you?"
>he looked at you with a tired expression, he breathed a bit faster and heavier than usual
>"N-no, Anon, I... I can take it, don't go... lighter, please...
>you smiled and scratched behind his ears
"Good... lay your head on my arm, it'll be... easier for you"
>"Okay..."
>he wiggled in your arms to stick his rump higher in the air, his thighs squirming a bit and rubbing against the soft towel
"So, Pound... when you don't have a knowledge, sometimes your instincts take a lead... it can be dangerous for you and others..."
>slap! Your hand collided with his butt for the fifth time
>"Mmmmh! F-five!"
>his forehooves under the towel, but you stopped and held them on his chest
"See? You need to control yourself... Today was the last time I caught you in this situation with your sis... I believe you both will listen to me and you won't do it again... Really, Pound, it's already dangerous in many ways to do it, but to get caught is even worse"
>Slap! You gave the hardest slap so far, but still not enough to sting
>Pound shivered violently, jerked and rolled himself on the belly
>you felt as he pushed his hips hard against your lap
>you pressed two fingers on the skin under his butthole
"Pound, the number..." 

>"Hnnn! Ah! Nnnn... O-One!"
>you pressed harder and felt his muscles clenching under your fingers
"Pound, do you want me to continue?"
>poor colt gasped for air, too overwhelmed by the intense feeling of his punishment to form a proper answer
"Pound, yes or no?"
>he managed to nod his head, but it's enough for you
"Deep breath."
>you heard as he inhaled quickly and held his breath
>"Here we go"
>you raised your hand and gave him a series of quick slaps all over his rump
>almost immediately you felt him shake and push his butt down on the towel
>after ten slaps your second hand started to massage him under the tail again, still leaving a safe distance between your fingers and his private parts
>"Ah! Ahh, Anon! NNnn!"
>the punishment continued as your smacks became harder and less frequent
>with every strike he strongly pushed down his hips, accepting every slap as a big pony
>with eyes tightly shut he was very close to the end of his punishment
>finally, your hand collided hardly, leaving a stinging mark
>but he didn't feel it, his body tensed and overwhelmed by the end of the shameful session
>you held him tight and waited as his shaking subdue and his hips stop pressing against your lap
>soon, he started to breath deeply, but still sweating and blushing madly
>you leaned to the side to check your job
>his little ponut and balls clenched every few seconds, both of his buttcheeks a bit flushed and a single darker hand mark in the middle of the butt
"...Hey Pound, I'm sorry for the last one, does it hurt?"
>it took a while for him to calm down and response with a tired voice
>"N-No Anon, it felt g... I mean, I deserved it... and it doesn't hurt... I'm sorry again"

>you gently moved him close to your chest, being careful to not to remove the towel yet
>your hand rubbed the spot where the last slap landed
"I hope you learned a lesson, Pound and you won't forget it."
>he nuzzled you and smiled sleepily
>"I won't forget it, sorry Anon"
"You're forgiven. I'll.. check how is doing your sister, bring this towel to the laundry and put it near the laundry basket, I'll take care of it, okay?"
>his face was a few shades darker than his slightly flushed butt
>"Okay... uh.. sorry for... the thing..."
>you simply smiled to him
"Pound, it's okay, just a natural reaction of your body, you are growing up... but remember that you and your sister can't do it anymore."
>he nodded and looked as you started to get up from the bed
>"Uh, Anon, don't go... I wanted to ask you about that..."
>you stopped and turned to him
"Go on, Pound, but you know my opinion about this"
>he flopped on his back, trying carefully to remove the wet towel from between of his legs
>"I know Anon... but still... I mean, I love Pumpkin and she loves me, the things we did felt good, but I just wanted to help her... Anon, I... how bad it would be if we always used that protection you were talking about... and we would do it away from ponies so noone would ever know? What if we would be very careful and responsible? We are very close and... it makes us very happy..."
>you sighed and helped him carefully remove the towel, turning your head away when he cleaned himself with the dry part of it

"Listen, Pound... even if you ignore the taboo, one day you'll meet a beautiful and smart mare, you'll be able to have foals with her, not like with Pumpkin. If it continues with your sis, there will be one day you'll have to choose between the normal life, creating a family, or still secretely making love to your sister and hiding from ponies. It'll crush your and your sister's hearts and I don't want it, Pound."
>you rolled the towel in a ball and put it on the floor
"There is no sense to start, Pound, don't go too far when it's not too late."
>the little colt sat down on the bed and looked at you with a sad face
>"We know about that, Anon, we planned to do it only when we're together alone, we can move on when we meet other ponies to love... but I know what you mean, I'm sorry again, Anon."
>you ruffled his mane and hugged him
"Take a shower, kid and don't think too much about it, you both are still too young for anything like that"
>he nodded and trotted to the bathroom

>welp, that was an interesting morning
>you stretched your arms and got your ass up from the bed
>you picked up the towel and brought it to the laundry
>after the cold water treatment you dumped it into a basket for a proper washing later
>time to check if your discipline methods were good enough for Pumpkin
>you stopped at the door to her bedroom and tried to catch any naughty sounds 
>this time you were met with silence, so you knocked to the door
>you heard a gentle voice of the filly
>"Come in?"
>the first thing you noticed after entering was a strong and sweet scent in the air
>Pumpkin laid on the belly on her bed, a thin blanket covering her small body
>she looked at you with a small blush on the face
"Hey sweets, how are you going?"
>she softly smiled and shyly looked down at her forehooves
>"Better... thanks to you."
>slowly you made your way to the bed and sit down next to her petite body
>your hand moved behind filly's ears and started pony's favourite activity- scratching
>you loved how these kids melted under your caring touch
>after a minute or two, she asked
>"How did you know?"
"Know what, Pumpkin?"
>"That your... punishment will help me?"
>you smiled and answered
"Everyone sometimes needs a bit of discipline and luckily I was there to deliver when you needed it"
>Pumpkin giggled and looked at you
>"It's not what I mean... it's just... that towel and how you s-spanked, and now it's not burning that hard as before..."
>your hand run through her mane down to her delicate back, feeling her warm body
"First of all, Pumpkin, as a professional babysitter I know ways to help growing up foals like you and your brother. It's my job and duty to help you even with your intimate problems and remember, anything you tell me stays only between us."
>Pumpkin laid her head on your leg and listened to your voice

"I must say it surprised me when I caught both of you here an hour ago, so now I have a question to you, Pumpkin... Does your brother only "help" you with your heat problem, or is there something more... deep behind the thing I saw here?"
>you felt as Pumpkin tensed a bit, but you didn't wait too long for the answer
>"It's... don't be mad, Anon, but it was... more than just helping..."
>you waited patiently as the blushing filly will continue
>"The first night months ago was awful, it was... really stinging and I had to use the bathroom every few minutes..."
>you interrupted her
"Then why didn't you ask your parents for the help?"
>she mumbled something about "embarassing ways"
"You both should never be shy or embarrassed about your bodies, Pumpkin, you could ask your parents or Ms Cheerlie, they would never laugh or tell anyone about your problems... but if you were too embarrassed to ask them, you always had me. I saw your bodies many times, I helped you clean during your baths, I could help you in many ways. "
>you felt as her body wanted to shrink, but you didn't stop rubbing her back"
>"I'm sorry, Anon... we just thought that we can solve it by ourselves..."
"I'm not mad, sweets... but please answer my first question."
>Pumpkin had some problems to find good words, then she said
>"O-Okay... We... We really love each other... we felt like sex was something that made our love better and we tried to be very careful."
>you sighed and patted her lower back 
>these kids may be more mature than you thought
>but still
"But still you didn't have a protection and you got caught."
>Pumpkin's ears dropped
>"Yeah... sorry for that..."
"I... I can understand your love, even if it's very uncommon... but now you know what could be the consequences, right?"
>she nuzzled your leg and nodded
>you got lost in thoughts as you iddly massaged her back
>the filly completely relaxed and didn't move to not to stop the nice feeling of your hand

>"Hey, Anon?"
"Hey, Pumpkin?"
>"So, um... you said I can ask you about my body..."
"Yes, sweethear, ask about anything you have on your mind"
>she paused for a long while, and quietly asked
>"If me and Pound can't do it, then could you..."
>you looked down at her flushed face
>"Could you... spank me?"
>oh boy...
>"O-Or touch me, but the slaps you gave me felt kind of... good. Since you entered the room, my heat is getting stronger..."
>now you know what was that smell and darker spots slowly appearing on the blanked
>you moved down to the floor, so your heads are on the same levels
"Pumpkin, there are other ways to fight the need, the fact I had you over my lap is still more about punishing you than

giving you relief. I'll ask your parents to get you some things you could use and quickly relieve yourself-"
>Pumpkin grabbed your hand with forehooves and nuzzled to her burning cheek
>"B-But I want it now and here... I did everything to do it by myself, with a h-hoof and other s-stuff that fit... but it never works aa-and it made me even more f-frustrated. Please, Anon, if Pound can't help m-me anymore, then please, let it be you to help me again..."
>now you have an emergency situation
>but after all, you are a good and experienced babysitter
>your both hands rubbed her cute face, moved to her delicate neck, then back
>they slipped under the blanket and stopped at two small flanks
>Pumpkin tensed a bit, her tail sticking high up
>you moved your face closer to hers, nuzzling the soft cheek and kissing the fluffy ear
>she giggled, her face was still flushed
>as your hands kneaded filly's flanks, you whispered to her ear 
"Okay. I'll lock the door, then I'll take you over my knee. What is going to happen stays between us."
>you heard her heart beating faster, as well as her increased breathing rate 
>"Y-Yes, Anon."

>your hands squeezed her buttocks, eliciting a sharp inhale from Pumpkin
"Bad girl."
>She looked at you with a surprised and hurt expression, but it turned into a shy smile, as you winked and kissed her nose
>you got up and locked the bedroom, when you turned back to the filly, she removed the blanked and nervously waited for you, sitting on the bed
>you sat down next to her and patted your lap
>Pumpkin knew it's going to help her, but still she felt strangely nervous and anxious as she moved quietly into the position
>after some adjustment, moving her tail to the side and securing her frame under your left hand, she was ready for the second, this time serious round today
>you leaned down to her ear and whispered
"When we start I want you to try to stay quiet. I'll go harder than last time and without any cover. I promise it won't hurt, but after everything you can feel some stinging. If you want me to stop, just say "stop", to go softer say "too hard". If you will make too loud sounds, I'll need to stop immediately and leave you there, so remember to tell me what you want. Like I said before, it stays just between us. Are you sure you want me to continue?"
>the scared and excited filly looked at you and whispered
>"Yes, please"
>you kissed her forehead and leaned to the other end of filly's body
>you looked down at the shaking, small rump to check out your new task
>the cute, young butt lost the color from the previous soft punishment, the spread hindlegs gave you a perfect view of her drenched, petite privates
>the slim, beautiful filly slit parted every now and then, leaking a small portion of fresh, clear fluid
>at the very bottom of her snatch a small pink button kept appearing, coated with the natural lubricant and begging for attention
>the fluffy tail moved and shook like crazy in the rhythm to the strong jerking of her whole body, but never covering or blocking the waiting butt

>the small puckered butthole was somehow covered with her natural lubricant, it clenched with every wink of the slit
"Naughty girl, you touched yourself after I slapped you."
>she grunted quietly in shame, and spread her hindlegs even wider
>"I... I couldn't help it, sor-..."
>you silenced her with a soft clap across her right buttcheek
>"Quiet, you."
>the sudden contact under her tail gave an immediate effect to Pumpkin's mind and body
>she quietly squeaked and jerked, you can only imagine how much effort she put to not to start humping your leg just now and there
>you raised your hand and continued with colder, official tone to get into a role 
"Pumpkin Cake, I know you and your bother for so long, but your today's behaviour can't be compared to anything I've met in my life."
>she started shaking violently and quietly whimpered, but you held her tight with your left hand
"Not even you hid the fact that you're in heat, but you had an intercourse with your OWN brother, without any protection, right here on the bed."
>Pumpkin's clouded mind was torn between freezing in dread and waiting for unavoidable punishment, or moving her body back and forward, imagining Pound in the place of your hand, ready to sink his colthood inside her
>with a sudden, strong shiver, a short and thin stream of urine shot from the young slit and landed on the bedsheets
"After I punished you for such a depraved act, I see you there laying on the bed in drenched bedsheets?"
>this time her body started to make small moves, her hindlegs stiff and quivering
"And now you can't even control your own body when you're about to receive a punishment of your life. How indecent of you, young lady. Any last words before I spank you?
>you saw as she tried to push her behind higher, the little slit and butthole protrueded from between of the buttcheeks
>you need to be careful to not to hit her delicate parts 
>Pumpkin stuttered, gasping for air from the fright and strange excitement

>"P-P-Please... am... sorry..."
"Your sorry is not enough. Hopefully, my hand will teach you how to behave."
>you rubbed her back with your left thumb, then you gently grabbed the scruff between her shoulder blades
>it calmed down the shaking and loosened her muscles, now much more quiet and limp filly waited for the first real slap