Golden's Sunny Life

In response to the small playground fight, I did the unthinkable; I told Sunny ‘no’ when she asked for sex. It was the first tantrum she’d thrown in a year and it was emotional. Sunny cried, pleaded, flagged and showed, rubbed herself teasingly, and finally screamed that I was a terrible daddy.

It hurt deeply, but I had to stand by my decision to punish her for fighting. What kind of example is she setting for other colts if she fights instead of using her words.

So, the next day, after school, I took Sunny to the park to play, again. She made new friends, but was a bit snippy, at first. It wasn’t long before she was being an alpha filly and telling what other foals were going to do when they played house; what roles they’d take, mostly. I was very surprised to find out she had each colt play a dog.

I wasn’t bothered, per se, but the thought that I may have played a part in that was on my mind as I talked to a friend I was making. The sound of ancient horse noises got our attention and we saw a scuffle in the yard between Sunny and a colt. The colt sported a bloodied lip and was crying while trying to hit Sunny.

I used my magic to separate the two, but the damage was done and I had to take action, then and there. I carried Sunny to a bench and sat up on it, placed her over my hindlegs, and used my magic to steady her.

“Daddy? He started it, I didn’t do anything!” She said, but I wasn’t going to hear it. I saw the colt was hurt and it resonated inside of me. I was bullied by fillies when I was young, too. Only, this time I’d seen her fight the day before and I’d seen her fighting just then.

“This is going to end the fight, then,” I said, pulling the girth strap off me and using it as a belt. She turned to look at my expression, which I imagine wasn’t very kind, and then she looked at the strap and attached bags I held, and it clicked in her mind. Before she could say anything, I moved her tail up and brought the makeshift belt down.

I struck her hard enough to shock her into silence, right across her haunches, but the second swat brought out the shrieking cry I’d expected.

“You… do… not… fight, young filly,” I said as I publicly spanked my daughter’s exposed hind end. Adults nodded in approval at my punishment as the bloodied colt’s father held him, and they both watched. When I was done, I released her from my magic and let her scamper to the ground on shaking legs.

Sunny looked up to me with a snotty snout and tear stains that matted the fur in streaks down her cheeks. “Daddy…” she said between sobs. She lowered her eyes and shut them tightly and started to cry as, I’m sure, the pain in her posterior was pulsing.

I climbed down and gently hugged her, and she hugged me back as much as her little arms could allow her. “Sunny, I won’t apologize for what I just did. You know better than to fight, and to fight a colt, of all creatures? We’re going to have a long talk about this when we get home, young filly.”

Sunny didn’t reply in any way. The colt and his father came over to us and said the punishment was enough, that she didn’t have to apologize right then, because she was crying too much to talk. But, I’d agreed to take Sunny to the park the next day to apologize.

I got up and told Sunny she’d have to walk home, and if anypony asked to tell the truth about what had happened; she’d gotten spanked for being in a fight, again.

We walked from the park three blocks home, during which Sunny cried the whole time, real tears. We passed concerned mares and stallions that asked her what was wrong, and I told them what had happened. They did very un-Equestrian things like giving me pats on the back or congratulating me on being a good parent. It was a bit to take in, but I did with a little bit of pride, to be honest.

I wasn’t going to publicly spank Sunny often, but if it got me accolades for being a good parent, raising a daughter with an iron-shod hoof, then I figured it couldn’t be that bad of a thing.

Sunny limped the rest of the way home, and when I got there I opened the door for her and followed her in. She fell onto her side as soon as she was far enough in to not be stepped on and cried loudly, curling and uncurling her hind legs as she did.

“Daddy, you spanked me so much,” she sniffled and whined. I rolled my eyes and walked over her. “You spanked my privates, Daddy! It hurts all back there, now!”

I didn’t show her, but I grimaced, knowing I’d brought the strap across her vulva more than once, and her poor plothole was going to sting for the rest of the night. “Sunny, do you understand why you got spanked?”

Sunny rolled to her belly and glared at me. “Because you hate me and colts are dummy heads that smell!”

She got to her hooves and ran up the stairs to her room and bucked the door closed. I shook my head and took off my bags, resting them on the floor by the door before even unloading them. They only had her own saddlebags in one pocket and some snacks I’d gotten in the other. They’d be fine, I figured.

I went to the couch to lay down and come to terms with my first time being told off by my daughter when there was a tiny knock on the front door. I’d barely layed down when I had to get up. I knew it was Nighty, so I quickly opened the door and looked down to see her. “Can Sunny come out to play?”

It was a lovely day to play outside, to be honest. I nodded. “Yes, if she wants to, that is. But, you’ll have to talk to her. She was just spanked and isn’t in the mood to see me, and might not wanna go play.”

There was a scream from Sunny’s room, a scream of anger and frustration. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t really care. I knew, and know, full well how emotional a moody female can be. I stepped aside to let Nighty in and let her go talk to Sunny while I rested on the couch, finally.

I heard silence. A couple minutes passed, the door to Sunny's room opened and I heard the bathroom door slam. More silence passed and I got up to get a drink of water. The longer I waited, the worse I began to feel about spanking Sunny. The sound of her cries as I spanked her, the moans she made between my strikes.

Sweet Celestia, did she get turned on while I was punishing her? I remember thinking, hoping to cover the growing pain in my heart.

Then the door to Sunny's room opened and two sets of hoofsteps came down the stairs and, without looking at me, both fillies walked to the door, let themselves out, and didn't bother to close the door.

I resolved to handle my naughty filly problem and appease us both as I closed the door, watching them cross the street to Nighty's yard to play. I watched Sunny's tail slightly raised to prevent as much hair from brushing the welts I'd left. I was very curious about the marks on her skin under her fur, but refocused on more important matters.

I closed the door and went to the cellar, and that was when I finally went in for the first time. The heat wave when I opened the cellar door the first time was like looking into an oven to check on what was inside.

The stench of old dirt hit me like a brick and I nearly swore the cellar off as a lost cause. But, there were other uses for the subterranean room than just a sex dungeon; sandstorms could prove fatal if the right conditions were met, storing old stuff, too. So, I chose to step into Tartarus, one stone step at a time.

I reached the bottom and lit my horn, finding some old broken crates and several cans of exploded food. I cast a cooling spell on myself as I began to sweat and wondered how something underground could be so hot. I found the answer quickly; a broken air conditioning gem.

Normally they’d do their job, but this one was years old and answered why the floor above was always cozily warm to my hooves. This, on the other hoof, was a fire hazard. I drew out the remaining magic and pocketed the now worthless gem; it’s magical lattices were destroyed months before.

I gathered everything into the center of the room and took in its size. It was large enough for a couple families to fit comfortably, so all I’d need is to add some sleeping cots or futons to the wall, some needed supplies like water and straw and hay; and we’d be set to survive a good storm.

Also, sex dungeon! I imagined Sunny strapped to my underside, my cock inside her, while I lick a gagged and tied up Sky until she cums all over my front, splashing her own daughter that Sunny would have been licking like I’d seen the other night.

Yeah, I can be a little perverse; but that’s what this is all about, right?

Well, it took me a few hours to clean up the cellar, between being a good dad, taking care of Sunny and her friends, and loading all the old crap onto my wagon for disposal. I washed the cellar walls, installed two new gems; one for air conditioning, one for light. The floor wasn’t filthy, but it wasn’t cared for and hooves had tramped almost an inch of mud and dirt from somewhere.

There was a very sturdy wooden floor under the muck and after I’d swept and mopped it all up, I rushed to shower and get clean, because I don’t like hoof tracks through my home, cellar included. With the cellar done, I was ready to unpack the toys I’d brought from home, and a couple I’d purchased along the way.

That was when I realized I had no shelving or storage and cursed everything because it was barely noon and I’d have to go shopping for shelving services.

That meant I’d have to hire a pony to build shelves in the basement for me, and I’d have to keep my, our toys in my room while she worked.

I hired a handimare later that day and two days later she finished, at a cost of one-hundred and twenty bits. Can you believe it!? I wasn’t swindled or anything; it was refreshing to have the cost be exactly what was quoted.

After everything was in place I finally began to set up the room as I’d like it. I had three sets of long rope, clamps, pins, spreader bars, collars for pain and pleasure, dildos of all shapes and sizes from a few species, and costumes and outfits for filly’s, mares, and myself… it was a room any pervert would be proud of, and I was certainly proud.

I was also proud of the fact that I’d told Sunny I wouldn’t touch her like an alpha mare until she got her spanking. She cried and begged, and for the first time I resisted her ultra pouty faces and prostration in front of me. I remember hearing her one night in her room grumbling and stomping because she wanted me so badly… by Celestia she was gonna get me, but not right then.

…

The night finally arrived and it had been three days since Sunny had cum by, or with, me. Trust me, I heard her going at it one night in her room, and she tried to tease me while I was asleep one morning, but I wouldn’t have it and I threatened her with more time if she didn’t stop.

Anyway, I led her into the back room and opened the cellar door, then led her down so I could close and lock up behind us.

“Wow, daddy… is this our secret room?” She looked at the costumes and slowly grinned. “Daddy! Yay, I wanna be a nurse. No, a maid. No, a school filly, b’cause I am one for real.”

“Settle down, Sunny,” I told her with a smile. “I get to pick… and this time you’re gonna be…” I walked past the costumes and picked up the rope in my magic, “...tied up.”

Her cheeks flushed and she looked at the floor, poking it a few times and making the sound of tiny hooves on wood. “Daddy, can you do it like the first time?”

I smiled and nodded, recalling the tightness I’d used and how much I worried I’d hurt her, but she’s a bit of a masochist, which I’m not too comfortable with. I nodded and her cheeks darkened while a smile split her cheeks.

“The only thing you’re gonna have to do is stand still for a minute while I get the book, okay?” I told her.

Sunny nodded and moved to the center of the room, noticing the light gem I’d used. She started looking around the room while I picked out the book I’d ordered from Neighpon; shibari, or ‘tying a bunny rope’, if I recall the translation correctly.

I used my magic to form the start of the rope and grabbed Sunny by her tail to drag her to me. She squeaked in surprise, but didn’t fight, much. I looped the rope around her muzzle, neck, and then the top of her head in a fluid motion. I used the next part in her mouth and made sure to fit it between her teeth, like a bit.

She chewed at it and mumbled about how dry it was while I finished making her bridle and then looped the next length of rope under her. I wrapped it up under her and used her dock as a base to hold it and then went around her hips twice, carefully, to press her nipples out of little boxes I’d made.

I was still reading the book and moving step by step, but doing the binding was almost an erotic ritual that I was partaking in.

“Tighter, daddy, please,” she pleaded; I frowned, even though she couldn’t see. I read the book a little and then realized I could tighten the ropes by tying a little more rope along the length of her back and wrapping it around her barrel.

Sunny moaned like a mare when I cinched it tighter and tighter, until I just couldn’t anymore without worrying about hurting her more than acceptable. There were marks I’d have to worry about, and even though she didn’t have school the following day, I didn’t want her to have to hide away to heal, if I’d left any lasting marks.

As it was, I was down to about two pony lengths of rope and had a couple ideas of what to do with what was left on Sunny. I tied a knot against her back and had a loop I could experiment with.

I hung her, dangling, by the ceiling below the light gem. She moved a little and began to turn, but before she moved too far, I grasped her hind legs in my magic and held them in place while I added ankle braces and a spreader bar.

I looked her over and frowned, realizing I’d left her forelegs free. I took her down and changed the last length of rope a bit so I could tie her forelegs, one by one, to her hind legs, then her hind legs to her dock. Every part of her was now immobile and each normal motion brought a pained-pleasured squeak from her.

The rope in her mouth was saturated and she drooled a little, a happy look was across her face as I used some of the next rope to tie her back to the ceiling. I took a crop in my magic and looked down at her. “Are you sorry you got into a fight?”

Sunny slurped against the wet rope in her mouth and whimpered when she saw the crop. I waved it and she flinched back, starting a slow swing. “Daggy, I wung do it again.”

I brought the crop onto her flank and she squeaked sharply. “Not good enough,” I said as I lightly teased her exposed anus with the crop. “You were in two fights this week, and you even hurt a little colt.” I spanked her other blank flank. She squeaked again, saliva dripping to the floor as she tried to slurp it back in.

I began spanking her flanks alternatively as I spoke each word, “Naughty fillies don’t fight colts. Am I clear on that?”

Sunny began to rotate after my last strike and I saw her face, matted with tears coming out of her shut tight eyes. Her lips were closed around the rope in her mouth and I almost cut her loose right then, but that’s not how a filly like her learns a lesson. I turned the crop around and teased her tight little sex, making her eyes shoot open.

She looked at me as I rubbed her labia up and down, again and again. She winked and I pulled the crop away from her body to show her. “You think you deserve to cum after what you did?

"Two fights, one with our kind neighbors...” I frowned and turned the crop around and placed it on the bench, beside a bunch of other devices. “...and both at the park we go to, in front of friends I am trying to make.”

I chose two clothespins and didn’t waste any time moving them under her and clipping her nipples. She shrieked and kicked as much as she could, to no avail. She mumbled and moaned, but I wasn’t feeling pity at that moment. She was winking her clit at me, teasing me with her offering.

I picked up a large pony styled dildo and rubbed it along her slit, regretting she wasn’t old enough, or large enough, to make enough lubrication to cover it. I used a little lube to prepare it and moved to her side, stopping her from turning. I didn’t let her see the dildo, but I did look into her face as I teased her asshole and slowly pressed it inside of her.

Her eyes widened and then rolled up slightly as it went in. She shuddered and squeaked, then moaned. I know she loves ass play, but I’d never seen her face when I did it, and it turned me the buck on.

I quickly pulled it out and moved behind her to watch as I slid it inside of her again, inch by inch of hard rubber penetrating her body. I watched clear fluids dripping from her pussy to the floor as I violated her. That was about the time I took the dildo in my hooves and, without magic, started pistoning it inside and out of her.

The smell wasn’t too bad, and I just kept watching her body react as I played with her. Her moaning began to become rhythmic and that was when I stopped. “Only good fillies that don’t do naughty things get to finish so quickly.”

I left it inside of her and leaned down to lick her dripping juices, slurping some of her sweet musky essence; letting it roll around in my mouth for a few seconds before swallowing. She’d been eating her hay and oats, I could tell. I adjusted the spreader bar to a wider stance and took the crop in my magic again.

I moved around her body, dragging the soft part around her as I went, tapping her snout when I passed in front of her. Her white body was becoming wet with sweat and she looked at me pleadingly. I shook my head slightly as I passed her and she whined longingly.

Spanking her haunches, I noticed her ass flare and suck around the dildo, much to my amusement. I did it again to the other side and made a short game of it, until her white coat showed some marks. I chose to stop spanking her there, for the moment, and divided my magic.

I rotated the crop and started teasing her clit with the soft end while fucking her with the dildo. She writhed in her bindings and after only twenty seconds she came, and what a glorious sight it was. But, I didn’t stop when she started. I slid the handle inside of her and started double fucking her, elongating her orgasm to new lengths.

“Anga! Agy, anga!” Sunny cried out.

I stopped and pulled everything from her body, rushing around her to her front and loosening the knot that kept her mouth gagged. “What is it, sweetie? Did I hurt you?”

She sobbed and shook her head. “It’s too good, Daddy. I can’t take any more, I don’t know what’s gonna happen if you don’t stop.”

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. “Only use the safe word if you’re hurt or in trouble. I’m not done with you yet, and your punishment’s only beginning.”

“What’s that mean, Daddy?” She asked. I didn’t answer her and instead gagged her again. “Agdy?”

I went back around her and mounted her, hooking my forelegs around her flanks. I prodded around for her very ready pussy and slid into her. I couldn’t believe how I’d never noticed how tight she was after she came, usually I stopped or rushed to finish, but this time it was a punishment and not about passion.

Well, there was a lot of passion, to be honest. Her walls contracted around me as I went as deep as I could, wishing for her to be a year older so I could bottom out inside of her, or at least try to. I started doing my work, reveling in ravishing her wet foalhole. She twisted and kicked at the bar holding her hind legs apart bumping my thighs a couple times as I went at it.

Sunny began to tremble and shake under me, the rocking of her body as she hung off the ground egging me on to keep going and not rush to finish. Sunny groaned loudly and held it as she came again, or maybe just more. I don’t know or care, only that I was pleasing her to new heights.

Eventually, the only sound in the room was her panting in time with the squishing and squelching her body made as I began to flare inside her. She moaned and kicked, mumbling around the rope in her mouth as I filled her with my flare. The only warning I gave before I overfilled her womb with my cum was a nicker.

She bucked and shrieked as she clearly felt each pump of my cum inside her, spilling out of her, soaking her hind legs, and spilling to mix with her fluids on the wooden floor. Her little horn sparked and motes of magic drifted to the floor, letting me know I’d done a good job.

If I’d left the floor dirt to save some bits, I’d have made more of a mess than I could deal with, I was going to have to give that handymare a tip for her suggesting wood.

Speaking of wood, I noticed I’d thrust past my ring inside of Sunny, and it popped out of her when I pulled back. She was loudly moaning and crying, sniffling and blowing snot as I backed out of her body. I stopped and noticed I wasn’t quite done yet and started humping back into her.

Having her tail and rope tied into her mane kept her head erect, but she slouched slightly and I knew she was done for the moment. I spilled out of her when I left her body and the cool air of the cellar chilled my softening cock.

I rushed around Sunny and untied her mouth again, shaking her with my hoof to check on her wellbeing. When I saw she was still slightly alert, I reared up and placed my hooved on her withers and used my magic to wipe my cock across her lips. “Open your mouth, or I’ll use the crop again.”

She opened her mouth just enough for me to slip my half-mast rod into her lips. Sunny sucked hard and I felt her tongue licking the underside of my gift to her, licking it clean before I started to get hard again.

I lengthened in her mouth and stood a bit higher so I could slide deeper down her throat. She moaned and sucked, licked and slurped as I started to facefuck her. I remembered after a few seconds that she didn’t have a way to let me know she needed to take a breath, so I backed out and angled myself to the side.

“Daddy,” Sunny panted. I looked down at her and the copious amounts of saliva running from her mouth. “No more, please. I’m s-sorry for fighting, I won’t… won’t do it again.”

I moved my hips to slap her with my cock. “That was for fighting Sami, you still have to be punished for fighting Amir, the colt you hurt.”

Until then, I hadn’t told her the colt’s name. Now she knew and I could see some regret on her face, for the first time. “Daddy, I’m sorry for-”

“Lick it clean and I’ll start your punishment for him. The faster you’re done, the faster we’re both done.”

Sunny mewled and I heard her queef as more of my cum squirted from behind her, pattering to the floor, but she began doing her best to drag her tongue along my shaft. I had to position myself a few times so she could get my sheath before I dismounted her and gave her a little shove, sending her spinning slowly from the ceiling.

I used my magic to brighten several items on the bench and some on the table that I could use to keep the fun going. “Daddy, I need to pee.”

I shrugged. “Then go, I’m not letting you go before we’re done here.”

“Ew,” she said, quietly. “I wanna go in the potty.”

I stopped her with her pussy facing me. I prepared my magic in a bowl and raised my forehoof, bringing it down on her flank. She squirted some of my cum and a bit of pee into my receptacle. “Go, or I’ll just keep spanking you until you do.”

She clenched as tight as she could, so I spanked her again, leaving a hoofmark on her flank. She let loose and I collected it all before balling it up and moving to the stairs. “I’ll be right back, don’t you dare make a sound while I’m gone.”

Sunny nodded curtly and clenched tight again. “Yes, Daddy.”

I nodded and walked up the stairs to dispose of her urine, closing the cellar behind me. It was easy enough to get rid of her mess until I was about to return to her. That was when there was a knock on my door. Soft and gentle. Damnit, I mentally cursed. Of course, Sky had to come by right then.

I had to get rid of her, somehow. I sprayed some air freshener as I rushed to the door and opened it, smiling slyly to the pegasus mare. “Hey, how’re you doing? I thought our date wasn’t until tomorrow.”

Sky giggled. “N-no, it is. I j-just wa-wanted t-t-to say th-that you’re a gr-great father, and th-thank you for letting our daughters p-p-play s-so much. Nighty te-tells me every n-night how n-nice y-y-you are, and th-that’s so n-nice t-to hear.”

I smiled, actually feeling my heart warm at her words. “It’s nothing, Sky. It’s just what a good father should do. I’m sorry, but Sunny’s on a timeout and I should go check on her… but I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

Sky looked past me into my house. “Oh, d-dear. I h-h-hope she wasn’t f-fighting again.”

“No, the last time was with Amir, at the park. She was just being a pain, so I’m giving her a little punishment. I’d better get back to her, okay?”

Sky nodded and leaned in to me, her eyes closed and I moved in for a chaste kiss. It was nice to feel a mare’s lips on mine. She blushed and backed out of my house and took wing back to hers, freely flashing me her marehood when she was in the air.

The sun was setting and I knew I’d only have a short time before I’d need to get Sunny ready for bed, after a thorough cleaning.

I quickly returned to the cellar and locked the door behind me before I went down to find Sunny asleep. Drooling, trussed up, leaking fluids… if it wasn’t so weird to see her like that, I’d have just figured it to be how she slept. She whinnied quietly and smacked her lips, wincing when she tried to move.

I had a slightly devious thought and, since Sunny’s mouth was open, I carefully gagged her again. I wanted to see how far I could push her little filly body through orgasms, with a little pain.

I took a pegasus feather I’d gotten from Canterlot and used the down to tickle her labia, glad for the water-resistance the feather had because it would have been ruined if not for that.

Tickling her slit and just inside, I parted her lips to look at her flushed red insides, my white cum thickly holding steadfast inside of her, what was left, anyway. I reached under her with my forehoof and pressed against her belly, softly.

More of my seed poured from her slit and pattered on the floor like rain. She stirred a little and farted, right near my face. I dropped the feather and stuck my tongue inside her, tasting the combination of my salty milk mixed with her sweet juice. I grabbed her thighs and used my magic to spread her legs even farther apart.

She bucked and kicked instinctively before she thrashed, clearly scared and unsure of what was happening. She’d just woken up in a new place with somepony tonguing inside of her, I think it was a good scare for her. She screamed and called my name through her gag as I licked and savored our flavors. The slight tang of her pee was there, too. Dancing at the distant tastebuds under my tongue.

She moaned when I brushed her g-spot and when I knew I’d found it, I focused on it. Sunny may or may not have known it was me, but as far I was concerned, I was just having fun at her expense. A little payback for every time I’d woken up with her sucking me off.

Sunny rocked and twisted, trying to see who was assaulting her, crying my name like I wasn’t even there as I felt her start to convulse around my tongue. Tightening and waving, trying to suck me deeper while she tried to push me out.

I didn’t use any magic as I reached under her again and began to massage her tiny pink teats, causing more thrashing and twisting. “Who ang oo? Op it, eesh!”

I wasn’t listening, not even if she used the safeword. I know it’s a cardinal sin, but I just couldn’t stop; I was in the zone and I was lost to everything that wasn’t her body. I gladly accepted the gush of filly cum that splashed my face and front, turning me on fully again.

It was record time, I was ready within a few minutes without magic or medicine, and I was going to do something special for Sunny. I mounted her back and prodded her pussy, slid in, then backed out once I was sure I was wet enough. I slid up and pressed inside her ass, just how she liked it.

She stiffened and looked back, finally seeing it was me. She relaxed a lot, letting me slide inside her even easier until I passed my ring. I didn’t feel the need to stop, so I kept going and moaned like a dog as my hips met hers. I hadn’t been balls deep in anypony for years, and it was amazing.

I was always afraid of hurting Sunny, but she just panted quietly. I started having sex with her, just how she likes it. She started moaning and nodding as I got a good rhythm going. She clenched at the right time and made me almost cum a dozen times just doing that, each stroke was amazing.

“Do you like this, Sunny?” I asked. She nodded fervently as I slapped her flank, right where I’d left a mark earlier. She inhaled sharply, nodding again. I slapped her in the same spot. She moaned and clenched her pussy tightly for me. I was almost there, so I started slapping her twice with each thrust I made into her.

That was what did it and I came in her, maybe half as much as when I filled her tiny twat, but enough to leave my mark inside both her holes. I moved to pull out, but she shook her head and wiggled her rump against me. I pressed deep inside of her, rubbing my thighs against her haunches before I felt her tighten mightily.

She sent sparks from her horn again, this time several dozen went out nearly a foreleg in distance before she slumped and relaxed. I pulled out, feeling her tight muscle contract, milking me for all I had before I realized my flare was holding me in by the last couple inches.

I braced and yanked myself free, the surge of sensation making all my legs go weak. I fell to the floor and panted, looking up to see the mess I’d made of Sunny, and her still clipped nipples that were swollen largely and turning were red.

I shakily got to my hooves and turned Sunny to face me, smiling at the content smile she gave me. “Anga,” she said.

I freed her mouth and leaned down, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss. “Banana,” I whispered back. “You’re done being punished, Sunny. Let’s get you upstairs and cleaned up, okay?”

She nodded weakly and I went about untying her mane and tail from the ropes. She groaned as she moved her neck from side to side. “Daddy, thank you for playing with me. I won’t fight colts again, I promise.”

I smiled at her and began untying her completely. She couldn’t stand, or move much of anything. She was a limp doll in my magic as I tossed the ropes away and freed her nipples. “I’ll clean up later, you need to go to bed.”

Sunny nodded. “Sorry I peed, I had ta go.”

“It’s fine, Sweetie. Just rest, okay?” I consoled her.

Sunny nodded. “Daddy, you scared me.”

Chuckling, I picked her up onto my back and ascended the stairs. “Yes, that was kind of the point. No one expects a fight, just like you didn’t expect me behind you. Get it?”

She shook her head. “You’re weird, Daddy.”

I laughed as we left the cellar, the fresh air doing wonders for me, making me wonder what smells lingered behind and on us.

After cleaning Sunny and setting her in her bed, I kissed her goodnight. She pulled the covers down to show me her still sensitive nipples. “Kiss them better, Daddy?”

I leaned down and gave them a Prench kiss that would have gotten me bucked, hard; if I were standing in the wrong direction. Instead, she managed to slap my neck with her forehoof and push me away. “What? I was kissing them better.”

“Bad daddy! Imma tie you up if you’re a bad daddy again.”

I kissed her beneath her horn and patted her belly as my magic covered her again. “Good night, and sweet dreams.”

“Night, Daddy. I won’t be bad and get inta fights again…” Sunny yawned, “...too much in the… playroom. I was a bad filly. Ouch, my tummy hurts a little." She complained, then fell asleep.