Velvet Slippers by SkyeHigh (Velvet/Twilight)

Velvet Slippers by SkyeHigh (fimfiction.net/user/SkyeHigh)

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>Be Twilight Velvet
>You’ve heard from the Princess about the magic incident in Ponyville and summoned your daughter back to Canterlot the next day
>Twilight Sparkle is currently sitting on the couch in the living room, head down in shame
>You and your husband own a big mansion and you’re Canterlot nobles
>You walk up and down the room, eyes constantly on your daughter as you go on in your scolding
>Night Light stands by and just observes, his face a frown
“We raised you to be better than this!”
“The Princess had to intervene!”
“Think of the shame our house has to live with now!”
“Are you really still that much of a foal to think this was a good idea?!”
>That’s the gist of it
>You are very upset and deeply disappointed by your daughter
>Shining Armor never was this much of a problem
>He’s captain of the royal guard and currently going out with another princess
>”I’m sorry, mom” Twilight mutters while you’re in thought
>You stop dead in your tracks and fix her with a look
“You’re sorry? Well that’s the least you can do, but I fear that’s not enough.”
>Now she looks back at you, dreading what’s about to come
>”B-but mom...”
“But what? You think I should just let this one slide? Is that what you think, Twily?”
>She flinches
>You haven’t called her ‘Twily’ in ages
>”No, I don’t! But, but the Princess already scolded me for it, a-and I already learned my lesson!”
>Twilight is getting slightly frantic now
>She’s sensing the danger coming from this conversation, having the experience from a lot of these situations during her childhood
“That’s for me to decide and that’s also exactly why I summoned you here today!”
>You pull a chair from the side to the middle of the room
“I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet and I want to make sure of this.”
>She’s breathing heavily now, the sweat visibly running from her forehead
>Then you utter the words she only remembers too well from many nights she had to sleep on her stomach
“Twilight Sparkle, bring mommy her Velvet Slippers!”
>Now she’s outright panicking
>She jumps up from the couch and pleads with wide eyes
>”Mom, please! You can’t! I’m a grown mare now!”
>You sit down on the chair, taking all the time in the world
>A while ago just an everyday situation for you
>Just another spanking
“Yes, you are and that’s what makes this whole thing even more embarrassing for your father and me!”
“If you were still a filly a stupid mistake like this would be easier to deal with, but you are indeed a grown mare and no less than Princess Celestia’s personal student.”
“We will be the laughing stock for years to come, Twilight!”
>You shake your head, still in disbelief
“Why can’t you be more like your big brother? He’s so much more mature. Why, right now he’s out there on a date, making his family proud.”
>”I’m sorry, mo—”
“No, you aren’t yet but you will be sorry when I’m done spanking your rump, Twilight. You clearly needed this for a while now and I neglected my duties as a mother.“
“Now go, I’m not gonna repeat myself. If I have to get them myself you’ll get another spanking from your father as soon as I’m finished!”
>Twily knows this is no idle threat and speeds out of the room, hurrying up the stairs
>Once before she had dared to defy you on this and true to your word you sent her over to your husband for an encore like promised
>Needless to say, she had a rough next day in magic school with her red and sore bottom
>It was a good message too
>You showed her classmates and teachers you took raising your foals seriously
>Your musing is cut short as your daughter runs back into the room, slippers in tow in her magical grasp
>You always have your children bring both of them although you don’t remember anymore why
>Now she seems hesitant though and stays a few meters away from you
>Before she can even open her mouth to try begging her way out you grip one of her ears with your magic and give it a tug
“None of this now!”
>She drops the slippers and squeals in pain as you pull her over your lap
>Twily is bigger than years ago but you still manage
>Shining Armor took his last spanking at 16 over your lap too, just like a big foal and it wasn’t a problem
>Nopony is ever too big or too old for a good, hard spanking across mommy’s lap
>”Moooom, please!” she tries again
>You ignore her pleas and pick up one of the slippers with your right hoof
>You never use your magic for spankings, you always do this by yourself
>The slippers are actually enchanted, hence the special name
>Soft and light as velvet but the sole is hard from the outside only and packs a punch like a paddle
>Both Twilight and Shining had learned to fear them pretty quickly as they were always bawling within minutes under the rapid smacks
>You look up for a moment and see Night has taken a seat on the couch
>He observes quietly but gives you a curt nod when you lock eyes with him
>You move your eyes down to your duty again
>Twilight still lies obediently over your knees
>She clenches her eyes tightly, seemingly waiting for the inevitable
>You take notice her tail is still partly covering her rump and tap the slipper against her right thigh
"Twilight!"
>She instantly moves the appendage away, letting it hang off her right side
>It wasn’t a code or anything
>She just knows better
>The moment you have a clear shot you press her back down with your left hoof and raise the right in the air
>A series of rapid whacks all over her purple rump from the slipper follows
Whack whack whack whack whack
>Judging by Twilight’s squirming and whimpering you haven’t lost your touch
>You take pride in still possessing the same skill at spanking a naughty filly's bottom as years ago
>You continue laying smack after smack on her bottom
Smack smack smack smack smack
>Her bum turns brighter with every passing moment under your skilled hoof
>It must be really burning already
>She’s writhing now over your lap but you’re still far from done
>All the time you listen to the common sounds coming from a spanked filly
>’Ow’ ‘Ouch’ ‘I’m sorry’ ‘Owie’ ‘Please’ are your daughter’s expressions of choice
>After a while longer of relentless spanks you hear sniffling from your lower left
>You look down and see the wet, glistening trails of tears on her face
>That’s your cue to pick up the pace
>You swing the magical slipper harder now, starting the real punishment
>Twilight instantly notices and lets out a loud wail
>Her tail flicks over her cheeks in reflex
>You pick it up in your magic and yank it up harshly, giving her two hard cracks along the way
CRACK CRACK
>”AHAOOW!” she complains and cries
>Her rump is showing a nice red color already and she’s really kicking up her hooves
>It’s time
“You deserve this spanking don’t you, Twilight?”
>”Yeeees, mooom!”
>You continue paddling her cheeks with the slipper, satisfied with the response
“You deserve having your bummy blistered for embarrassing your family?”
>”Yeee-hee-hessss, mommyyyyyy!”
>There you go, we’re finally at the ‘mommy’ part
>”Mommyyyy, plea-he-hesssse!”
>Only a little longer now
>Twilight is already beyond words, bawling heavily and blubbering like a foal
>You have to press her down harder now but you never cease your smacking
>Two shiny, cherry red cheeks greet you now
>A few darker marks are around her sit spot
>Those will surely form some bruises later on
>She’s going to feel that in the morning... and the evening... and a while longer
>You begin wrapping it up now, giving your daughter the hardest spanks so far
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
>Her bawling reaches new volumes
>You worry having to apologize to the neighbors later for the noise your daughter causes
>But you’re sure they’ll understand, they have kids too
>Focusing on your task again you lay a last flurry of hard smacks on her quivering behind and then drop the slipper
>She lies there wailing incoherently now
>Her rump is crimson and you're sure she got that message
>You wait a few moments until the worst of her wailing died down
“Corner now, no rubbing!”
>Twilight gives a sob and nods shortly
>She stands up from your lap shakily and makes her way over to the far side of the room
>Twilight takes the spot in the corner like instructed but you notice something amiss
“Twilight!”
>Like earlier she instantly reacts and drapes her tail over her back, exposing her chastised cheeks for every onlooker
>You don’t see it but you can imagine the fierce blush on her face
>Still, she doesn’t object, that never ends well
>But she surely has her troubles keeping still
>Her hind legs step back and forth due to her blazing rear
>You watch her for a while longer and then take a seat on the couch next to your husband, letting out a sigh
>You’re getting older, you can feel it
>It’s not as easy anymore giving one of your kids a well-deserved spanking
>Some 10 minutes pass in silence and the continuous sniffling and sobbing from Twilight Sparkle
>She doesn’t dare to do more than that knowing you watch her like a hawk
>Then the door clicks open
>Your son returns from his date to tell you how it went
>”Hey, mom, I—”
>He quickly spots the new room decoration in the corner and looks on in shock
>Twilight also recognizes the voice of her brother and turns around to hide her spanked tail
>You didn’t end her corner time yet
“Twilight Sparkle, if you know what’s good for you then you’re gonna stick your nose back into the corner!”
“B-but, mommy,” she sniffles, “h-he—”
“—he isn’t seeing anything he hasn’t seen before! You’ve also watched his glowing bottom in the corner many times as a filly!”
>Both of your kids blush in embarrassment
“If I have to live with the embarrassment you brought over us, then you can certainly live with the embarrassment of your brother seeing the results of your punishment!”
>Twilight chokes down a sob and turns around hesitantly, showing Shining Armor her own glowing bottom again
“I’m going to add another 30 minutes to your time-out for this.”
>You calm down again as Night strokes your mane soothingly
>Then you invite Shining to sit down and tell about his date
>After one last awkward look to his sister he sits down and begins
>Your conversation goes from the date over Twilight's punishment to tonight’s dinner
>A few times you see Twilight shifting her hindquarters around, no doubt wanting to rub the inferno out
>You chuckle slightly
>The small bruises around her undercurves have fully formed now
>This lesson is going to stick with her for a while and will surely lead to awkward looks upon her return
>A look at the clock confirms her corner time ended 6 minutes ago
>You always go for a little longer, especially today
>Anyway, you then decide to release your daughter
“Time’s up, Twilight.”
>She sighs in relief and gets to work on her rump immediately, rubbing it furiously
>Looks like the burn hasn’t died down yet
>Good
“Return the slippers, wash your face and then join us for dinner!”
>”Yes, ma’am!” she answers quickly
“And tomorrow you’ll explain to the Princess we’ve properly taken care of your punishment. I’ll accompany you.”
>”Yes, ma’am!” she replies again, although hesitant
>She speeds up the stairs as you make your way to the kitchen
>You smile
“I really need to stay in closer contact with the Princess. I don’t think this was the last time I had to teach my daughter a lesson on representing her family...”

“A mother’s work is never finished,” you mumble to yourself