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Deep in the Ahalian jungle, the small Celesari tribe had exploded into an advanced civilization over the course of just two hundred years. This advancement was fueled largely by imperial expansion, and demanded strict discipline across society, especially for females. Mothers were under great social pressure to make sure they raised obedient daughters.
Vaelani woke up to find her daughter Mae had run away from home to explore forbidden parts of the jungle. She had to find the girl before anyone else found out, or it could create a massive scandal for her family.
Vaelani tracked the naughty girl for four days, through thick jungle brush. She was headed towards Nahar, the massive waterfall at the top of a mountain which could be seen from the treetops in the jungle valley where they lived.
Vaelani found each spot where Mae had set up camp for the night. She was somewhat impressed by the girl's ability to craft cute and durable shelters. But she was critical of what she felt was a diet too rich in sugary fruit, and indicative of the girl's inability to hunt. She shook her head at the girl's stupidity, running into the wilderness, to a region close to enemy lines, just to eat fruit and nuts, when the luxury of life under male rule at home provided an abundance of bread and meat.
As she walked through the jungle, Vaelani occasionally snapped a small branch off of a tree and swished it in the air. The thought of whipping her daughter's rear with it helped her cope with the frustration and annoyance. Sometimes she would even bend forward slightly and test the switch against her own backside.
Finally, on the fifth day, Vaelani heard Mae singing up ahead. She crouched low, moving slowly, to make sure the girl wouldn't hear her and have a chance to make a run for it. She approached delicately through the brush, and paused for a moment to watch the girl. Mae was nude, bathing in one of the rivers that flowed from the base of the waterfall, which was only another kilometer or two away. Mae whined to herself about how uncomfortable and dangerous the trail had been so far.
Vaelani waited behind a tree right next to where Mae had set down her clothes. When the girl came out of the river finally, Vaelani grabbed her by the ear as she bent to pick up her bra. The girl yelped in shock, then in pain, as he mother dragged her by her ear towards a log.
"Aii! Mommy! What are you doing here!" she screamed.
"Making sure you can't sit down on that naughty hiney for a week before I take you home with me!" her mother declared as she forced the girl over her lap. The Celesari culture knew a thing or two about dealing with misbehaving young females, and Mae knew her mother was not exaggerating. She kicked and flailed as her mother's hand began smacking her plump upturned bottom.
"Maeyara I have had it with you! You could've died out here! Don't you ever pull a stunt like this! Ever again!" Vaelani yelled angrily as she beat the two jiggling cheeks as hard as she could, punctuating every word with a crisp smack. For the next ten minutes, all of the animals in the area either watched with amusement or fled in terror in response to the display of human punishment.
Mae was no stranger to a good butt spanking. Spankings were an extremely common occurrence for girls in her culture. They even had holidays and feasts dedicated to the punishment of misbehaving girls. But she had never angered her mother this much before. And she also had never been spanked on a wet bottom. Usually her spankings would've been done by now, a minute or two in, and she'd be rubbing her bottom, apologizing, and wiping away a few stray tears. At the moment, she wasn't a fifth of the way done yet, and already a flailing, jiggling mess of tears and incoherent screaming and begging.
Vaelani's arms were strong, strong enough to hold Mae down despite the girl resisting as hard as she could. But Vaelani's hands were small, and her daughter had a plump, round bottom. In fact, she had a reputation as having the cutest, plumpest bottom in the Celesari empire. It was going to take a while to thoroughly roast her chubby cheeks to a sufficient pink. Vaelani was loving every moment of it, finally releasing days of anger onto the girl's naughty bare rump.
The walk back home was long and arduous. Mae, who usually walked freely in quite immodest clothing without a care, was now acutely aware of how red and visible her bottom was, often walking with her hands behind her, covering it, hoping no one saw them.
During the multi-day journey, her mother would often wake up, remember that her daughter risked her life to see a waterfall, and in the process forced her to spend a week and a half walking and sleeping in the wild.
With her mother's anger reignited daily, Mae often spent the first minutes of her morning dancing in a circle as her mother whipped her behind with a switch, determined to make sure the girl's bottom stayed bright red for the entire journey home.
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