Bad Beehive-iour

>Be filly
>Naughty little filly, and having a very bad day
>See beehive and convenient rock
>You_know_what_to_do.jpg
>Rock strikes true and all the bees buzz out, but don't attack
>Instead their queen buzzes out, glows a second, and turns into a Bee-Pony
>"Did you throw that rock?"
>You shake your head frantically.
>"Liar. Drone 265312879, get my paddle."
>One bee flies in and retrieves a paddle made of thick hard beeswax.
>It's so tiny you laugh, until it resizes itself to be much bigger in her hoof.
>"You have one chance to escape this thing, filly. You're in for fifty swats from me, but for every word I give you that you spell right, I'll take off ten spanks."
>Ohshit.jpg
>You suck at spelling
>"First word. Spell Naughty."
>Okay, that's not so bad...
>"N-A-U-G-H-T-Y."
>"Correct, ten off. Now, spell Spanking."
>Easy peasy! You know that word all too well.
>"S-P-A-N-K-I-N-G."
>"Not bad. You're only getting thirty. Now, spell Punitive."
>Uhhhhh
>"Can you use it in a sentence?"
>"I am going to give a naughty filly thirty spankings for what she did to my hive as a punitive measure so she learns her lesson."
>That doesn't help!
>"P-U-N-E-T-E-V-E?"
>"Incorrect. Still thirty. Now, spell Apiarist."
>Wtf.jpg
>"That's not a word!"
>"It is indeed. It means a beekeeper. Now, spell."
>Fucking...You'll teach her.
>"A-P-E-F-A-C-E-D-F-A-T-B-E-E"
>The queen is silent.
>She looks pissed.
>Now you've done it. Even her workers are buzzing angrily.
>"I suppose you think that's funny. I think I'll just add another ten spanks back for that."
>Crap
>"And for your final word...I'm sure you know the word. Marey Poppins is famous for it."
>Ohno.jpg
>That word...you know the word...
>You slowly nod
>"Spell it."
>Ohcrapohcrapohcrap
>You actually DO know how to spell that word. You studied it to impress your teacher and convince her to take off a failing grade on a spelling test.
>"S-U-P-E-R-C-A-L-I-F-R-A-G-I-L-I-S-T-I-C-E-X-P-I-A-L-I-D-O-C-I-O-U-S"
>You take a breath and hope.
>"Wrong. I told you to spell it. It is spelled I-T. Forty spanks."
>WHAT?!
>Before you can move the queen has you grabbed and pulled across her knees, resting on her abdomen as well.
>You can see that stinger of hers too...
>With her pony-sized, it's huge
>The first crack of that horrid paddle against your flanks puts an end to that thought chain.
>"OWWWWYYY!!!"
>That paddle is hard! Way harder than the modified ping-pong paddle Mom and Dad use!
>She swats again and again, dancing that waxy thing up and down your flanks
>You try to be strong, but you soon break down
>"That's ten."
>ONLY TEN?!
>You can't stand it anymore, you start to sob and kick and squirm.
>The drones and workers are buzzing around as the queen holds you tight.
>You can hear them laughing!
>"Pleaseplease I won't throw rocks!" you beg
>She doesn't listen, and spanks you on your sit spots for all your squirming.
>She's completely silent as she focuses everything she has on cracking that paddle down into your poor butt.
>"Twenty."
>Halfway there...maybe you can do thiOWWWW!
>She's spanking harder now, much harder.
>And she's aiming for your thighs too.
>You can't stop kicking and squirming, and finally you throw a hoof back to try and stop it.
>She grabs your hoof immediately and punishes you with a quick quintet of painful paddlings up and down the crack of your behind.
>"Those don't count, they are punishment for squirming." she says.
>No fair...
>She's cracking that paddle down super-hard now, your breath is catching as you sob and try to beg
>"Thirty."
>Not ten more...you can't take ten more.
>You don't have a choice.
>"PLEASE!"
>"Five extra for begging."
>She suddenly buzzes her wings and moves fast as lightning, cracking that paddle down into your butt so quick you can't distinguish the strikes
>All you can feel is the pain and burning in your rump growing hotter and hotter.
>You sob and kick and buck and plead, only to be held tight.
>"Stop wriggling like a larva. You deserve this."
>She punishes your wiggling with even more spanks to your crack.
>You finally break down and wail
>"I'M SORRRRYYYY!!! S-O-R-R-Y!!!"
>She stops.
>"Are you ever going to throw rocks at my hive or any other hive again?"
>You shake your head. "N..No Ma'am."
>CRACK CRACK CRACK!
>Three spanks right on your sit spots.
>"Are you going to lie when you misbehave again?"
>Another headshake...
>CRACK CRACK CRACK!
>Three more to your thighs
>OhCelestiaThatHurts
>"Are you going to learn how to spell properly?"
>You start to shake your head again, then quickly nod instead.
>CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK!
>Three spanks to each of your cheeks!
>She puts you down
>"Good. See that you do. Because the next time you meet a bee like me, they won't be so generous."
>Generous?! You won't be able to sit for a month!
>"How were you generous?!"

>She smiles.

>"Most Spelling Bees are much harder on naughty fillies than that."