Love and Discipline: Part 4

>You can hear the fluffies sobbing in the safety room as you head out the door
>You return to your home about fifteen minutes later with a squirming paper bag
>You turn the bag upside down, dropping the bright pink unicorn mare onto the soft carpet floor
>"Welcome home little fellow! This is your new home. We make poopies in the litter box, and stay in the safety room at night." you explain to her
>She looks up at you with glee and giggles "Fwuffy wuv new daddy!"
>You smile innocently and pat her on the head "Let's go meet your new friends."
>"Fwens fwens!" she cheers as she follows you to the safety room
>You open the door to the safety room "Pway!" you hear Winky cheer as he exits the room with Star following right behind him.
>"New fwend!" Star calls out as she notices the new pink fluffy mare
>"Fwuffy fwens!" Winky and the mare cry out and they group hug for a few minutes
>You decide to name the pink unicorn Pinky
>Pinky, Winky, Twinkle and Star. Aren't you good at naming these things.
>Maybe you should just kill star and get a new fluffy and name it "Clyde"
>Twinkle finally pulls herself from the safety room, sniffling and whining as she drags herself around >"Hungwy... Wan' food..." she mewls in pain, her broken legs had puffed up considerably and were no doubt hurting like hell
>"Food?" Winky asks as he perks his head up from the fluffy hug pile
>"Sketties! Food!" Pinky exclaims as she jumps up and runs about.
>"Sketties?!" Winky shouts out as he hears the magical words, he gets excited and dashes to the kitchen
>"Sketties!" Star echos as she chases after him along side Pinky
>You shake your head as you walk to the kitchen, they're not having spaghetti tonight
>Twinkle pathetically tries to keep up with her friends, dragging her worthless broken legs across the floor as she makes her way to the kitchen crying "Why weggies no wowk?" to herself as she does
>"Sketties! Sketties! Sketties!" The four of them cheer as they run in circles in the kitchen. Well, the three of them, Twinkle just plops down on her belly and cries quietly to herself, continuing to babble about her "Weggies"
>"We're not having spaghetti for dinner." You explain to your fluffies
>"No sketties? Aww..." Star whines and lowers her head
>"Why no sketties?" Pinky asks
"Spaghetti is a treat for good fluffies. You have to earn it."
>"Wan' sketties!" Winky shouts in a demanding voice
>"Now Winky, you have to be a g-" you are cut off as Winky shouts again
"Wan' sketties!"
>"Winky, you-"
>"WAN' SKETTIES!" he shrieks like a spoiled brat before chanting "Wan' sketties, wan' sketties, wan' sketties, wan' sketties!" He shouts while hopping up and down, having a temper tantrum.
>You stand there glaring at him with arms crossed, waiting for him to finish
>He gets tired of shouting and looks up at you "Sketties?"
"No."
>Winky glares and puffs his cheeks up "I show mean daddy!" he declares as he tenses up and squats
>Winky poops on the floor and glares up at you "Sketties!"
>He just fucking shat on your floor in protest, this will not be tolerated
>"Bad!" You shout as you snatch the fluffy by his scruff, squeezing it tightly
>"Owwies! Why huwt! Winky hungwy! Feed!" He commands as he wiggles in your grip
"No! We do NOT poop on the floor! You are a bad bad fluffy. You get discipline."
>All of the fluffies gasp in terror as they hear the dreaded D word
>Twinkle begins to cry and tries to drag her way out of the kitchen "Twinkwe be good fwuffy! No discipwine!" She begs
>Following up behind her you lightly pick her up by her scruff, and she continues crying
>Grabbing Star now you take the three fluffies to the Naughty Room "We'll be back momentarily!" You assure Pinky
>"Whewe take fwends? Why fwens cwy?" She asks as you close the door
>You do the usual routine, strapping the two good fluffies into the high chairs and the naughty fluffy to the table
>"Sketties?" Winky whimpers as he struggles in his binds.
>Twinkle seems to have calmed down slightly now that she knows she isn't being the one disciplined now, but she is still crying to herself in pain, as she was now sitting on both of her broken legs
>Star was crying simply because Twinkle wouldn't stop crying
>"Today Winky acted like a spoiled brat, and pooped on the floor to get what he wants." You begin to explain as you make your way over to the tool bench
>"So, since Winky was bad, he will be disciplined for his bad behavior" You continue to explain as you grab a long wooden stick from the bench
>The stick has rough sandpaper wrapped around it
>"Pwease no discipwine" Twinkle cries as she shakes her head
>"Pwease no huwt fwend!" Star shouts as her eyes begin to soak up with tears
>"I could do that, but then we'd have to get rid of Winky." you state as you walk up to him, placing a hand on his bright orange fluffy back
>"No get wid of! Pwease now huwt! Fwuffy be good! Pwease feed!" Winky begs as he begins to squirm violently
>"It has to be done" you state as you look at the other two watching in terror
>They cry out loud, but they have accepted their friend's fate
>You take the sandpaper stick and press it against Winky's butthole, this was going to hurt
>"What doing?" Winky asks as he stops moving for a moment
>You forcefully shove the stick right up his pooper, causing him to howl in pain "WHY HUWT! STOP HUWTING FWUFFY! STOP HUWTING POOPY SPOT! NO WANT!" he shouts as you then pull it out with equal force
>The stick is partly covered in a very very thin layer of poop and just a bit of blood
>You shove it in again and he cries in pain "Why huwt poopies?! Pwease stop!" Winky cries desperately
>"Why huwt poopy spot? Stop huwting fwend!" Star cries out, wiggling her front hoofs outward to Winky
>You pull it out, more blood, but not enough. You shove it back in
>Winky is now howling in pain and his tears soak the table
>Pulling the stick out, there is now enough blood on the stick. He'll be remembering this lesson every time he vacates his bowels now
>You unstrap the two sobbing fluffies and pick them up into your arms "Who wants dinner?"
>They stop sobbing, "Food?" They both ask in sniffling whimpering voices
>"Yes. food." You assure them as you take them to the kitchen, leaving Winky inside to his pain
>"Wha' happen?" Pinky asks as you close the door behind you
>"Oh nothing Pinky. It's time for dinner!" You exclaim as you make your way into the kitchen
>Place the whimpering fluffies on the kitchen floor and grab their bowls
>Filling three of the bowls you place them in front of each of the fluffy ponies, who happily begin to chow down
>You clean up Winky's poop and toss it in the trash
>After the three fluffies finish eating you take them to the safety room where Pinky and star play happily among themselves as Twinkle mopes in the corner
>"Pwease feed?" Winky asks as you now enter the Naughty room, blood dripping from his anus
>"No dinner for bad fluffies." You state as you unstrap him and pick him up
>He cries out loud "Winky no poop on fwoor. Pwease feed, so hungwy!"
>"Guess you should have thought of that before being a little brat." You remind him sternly as you thwack him on the nose
>He just cries as you take him to the safety room and drop him inside
>Time for you to make your own dinner and go to bed