It didn’t take Poppy very long to decide what to do with you. Dumb little creatures deserved dumb little punishments, and she was feeling awfully vindictive after your little stunt. She looked at you squirming in her iron grip, imagining that you’d learn your lesson very well from this punishment. She quickly opened her hand, leaving you to fall stomach-down onto her open palm. No sooner than when you try pulling yourself up does her thumb curl up over your back and pin you down where you laid.
“No! Bad tiny! The more you struggle, the more I’m gonna spank you!”
“Y-you’re gonna… W-what?!” No no no, this wasn’t good at all! If this child actually hit you with her full force, she might permanently injure you… or worse! Despite your fears though, a small bit of rationality left in your head told you to stay still. Even if you could fight her off by some miracle, escape her hands and reach the ground, her Tinkaton could kill you a dozen times over in a dozen different ways before you could hope to inflict the smallest measure of what she would register as “damage.”
Tinkaton was the true threat, you knew. If Poppy was a hundred times stronger than you, Tinkaton was probably just as strong, and her gigantic hammer an order of magnitude above even that. The only thing holding back the tiny terror was her obedience to Poppy… and, you hoped, that her trainer wasn’t the only one wanting to keep you alive. You HAD no options. There was nothing you could feasibly do in this situation, except grin and bear-
Poppy’s index finger swung down on your ass, and that went right out the window. It was a tap—a very forceful tap, but a tap nonetheless—and you already stung. You bit down hard on your lip, almost breaking skin, but the second tap caused you to audibly wail. Your entire body jolted at once, wriggling in response to the stinging pain.
Pinned down as you were, you had no way to see anything of Poppy or Tinkaton, but you could imagine the human girl was more than amused at the way your legs twitched for a few seconds after every spanking. The yelps you made every time excited Tinkaton, who seemed more than eager to get her hands on you.
*WHAP* *WHAP* *WHAP*
Your spankings continued mercilessly. Poppy was only on the seventh or eighth, but the pain all blended together at this point as the two massive girls shared excitement in your punishment. They would be singing a different tune if they felt even a tenth of what you were going through right now, but they had no such regard for what they considered to be a lesser life form. But eventually, you were given a small reprieve from your suffering.
“And now it’s time for your second punishment!” The weight of her words were heavier than the thumb resting upon you, but you could barely process them before your ass was met with an even more devastating assault of finger flicks.
If you made it out of this alive, you would never admit it to anyone.. but she made you cry like a bitch. They weren’t so bad at first, being lighter than the spankings you had received earlier, but they kept getting progressively stronger as she put slightly more force behind each one. All the movement you could manage was a pitiful jolt each time her finger flicks beat into you. You were completely helpless and hopeless, and you’d be surprised if you could sit or stand comfortably for at least a week after this.
But those were concerns that tiny, insignificant you would have to worry about. Evidently, Poppy either didn’t understand how much she was hurting you or she didn’t care in the first place. Neither outcome painted a hopeful picture if this was all in response to concerns over your own safety.
Eventually, even the second round of spankings stopped, though you were still pinned under her thumb, which still held you with zero effort. You had barely made it intact, and you still “owe” them two punishments and a sitting from Tinkaton, as well as no say in future activities. You were torn between the optimistic perspective that you might make it out alive, and the realistic perspective that you very well could get ended by these two in a simple motion and they might not even feel bad.
“Alright, mister tiny! I’m gonna give you to Tinky now, and she’s gonna do whatever she wants to do with you, okay? And if you try and run again, we’re gonna give you FIVE punishments. EACH.” Poppy raises her thumb off you, ready to complete the transfer. In that moment…
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Option 1: Poppy sees you crying, and decides that your punishments can be postponed. In the meantime, you’re kept somewhere they’re sure you can’t escape from.
Option 2: Tinkaton grabs you, prepared to inflict her own round of punishments. You have a feeling that Poppy’s “whatever” could have unintended consequences…
Option 3: As a show of defiance—one you’re aware may be your last—you bite her hand. She crushes you in her palm and lets Tinkaton finish you.
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