Burnin' Bunny Buns
#1 of Tiny Toons
Babs whimpered shyly, looking up at principal Bugs with a quiet shudder, hoping against hope the stern looking rabbit would grant her leniency, or at least let her off with a note to her parents. But it had grown far to late for that. Quietly, sheepishly, the young strawberry bunny climbed across the principals lap, trembling nervously as the elder rabbit slowly slid her skit up along her thighs. The rabbit's bottom was wrapped in her favorite "Dot Warner" panties, which clung to the twin, plump cheeks, well rounded from over indulging in carrot cake, and bounced with a quiet wobble whenever she moved. The bottom halves of the two globes peeked out casually from the hem of her panties- initially a move she thought would endure Buster to finally try something, but she'd never imagined it would be her principal getting an eyeful!
"I, I'm sorry...sir. " Babs gulped nervously, knowing in the depths of her mind the flimsy aplogy would do little good. She trembled, wriggling nervously as the principal bunny's fingers traveled quietly along the rounded curves; exploring the pink bunny's bottom with an oddly gentle touch that roamed across the thin fabric of her panties, and sent shivers along her spine. She'd longed to be touched like this; dreamed of it, but not from the principal! Not Bugs Bunny! Regardless, her body reacted on it's own, the gently motions of the strong fingertips triggered the response she was hoping Buster would; and the scent of arousal was beginning to pitch itself into the air. The young rabbit blushed helplessly, clenching her fingers into tight fists while the elder hare's fingers dipped casually along the darkened ravine crafted by the twin cheeks of Bab's bottom. Not there- don't touch there! Why couldn't he just get it over with?! Babs whimpered, reaching up to tug her ears quietly, hoping that the other rabbit wouldn't smell her scent- he wouldn't see the quiet camel toe now pressed against the crotch of her panties; wouldn't feel the delicate wiggle and soft movements he was forcing her to make...
WHAP!
The first clap came as a shock. She hadn't been expecting it at all with the way Bugs had been coaxing her into a sense of security (And horrible embarrassment) but she soon realized that was the entire point- he was making sure she wouldn't be able to anticipate the blows. The next crash across her plump, pink bottom cheeks forced a yelp from the bunny, followed by a sheepish squeal that echoed across the room and rebounded against her ears. Her rump jiggled with a delightful bounce; trembling under each firm strike of the hare's skilled fingertips and forcing a jolt of pain that rippled across either globe. There was no doubt about it now; Babs was wet. Soaked in fact. Each firm clap across her soft, well rounded bottom elected a secret jolt of secondary pleasure underlining the first jolt of pain. She kicked her legs out, feeling the sensation of her soft, buttery pussy lips grinding together, damp with the hidden sensations of need that sprung from Bugs' firm touch. The dark scent; spicy with the hint of fruit was weaving it's way into the air now, more and more, stronger and stronger, until the young girl was sure there was no way Bugs didn't realize what he was doing to her. He knew. He HAD to know...and then she was sure of it.
The pink bunny squealed, her cheeks turning a hot shade of dark crimson when she felt the other rabbit's fingers dig under the waist band of her panties- tugging them down dutifully to her knees, exposing her round bare bottom to his vengeful gaze. Her cheeks now tinged with a soft kiss of rose, arched and wiggled shyly from side to side, and the wet, matted fur of her inner thighs glistened with an obvious sheen of arousal. The bunny squeaked, covering her face with both paws and wished the world would swallow her right then and there...
Babs' bare bottom bounced boldly under the burning blasts of brilliant skill Bugs' fingers rapidly applied to her upturned rump. Each firm stroke forced the rabbits rump to raise up with a hardy jiggle; dancing with an almost erotic wobble under the hot tempered rabbit's paw. The blows came so fast now that even if Babs could have prepared- braced herself, it would have done nothing for her. Nothing to help the way her cheeks parted slightly every time, showing off the tight, hidden rabbit hole nestled between her roasting buns, or the way her glistening pussy was leaving a small mark of scented heat on Bugs inner thigh. She squeaked, clenching her huge toes quietly and arched her back, unsure what was worse now: The spanking or the horrible embarrassment that accompanied it with the way her body was reacting. Each firm blow caused a helpless arch and wiggle, driving the poor bunny to tears that raced eagerly down her cheeks.
She was only dimly aware of Bugs' reprimand now; his voice drowned out by the jolt of pain and echoing smacks across her buttocks. He was saying something and so was she. Slowly she realized not only had she been crying, but she'd been sputtering helpless apologies one after another after another for a few minutes now. Her bottom cheeks had turned from a cheerful shade of pink to a sharp burning red, damn near glowing and painful. It had nearly been a minute in passing when she realized the spanking had finally come to an end, the elder bunny was still holding her firmly in his lap, but his fingers no longer reigned down the force of justice across her bare behind. Instead, he was sampling holding her against him, stroking his fingertips along her lower back quietly- And thats when he said it- fatal words that would forever ring in horror in Babs' ears
"You ready for da next part o yer punishment?"