I woke up on his bed and pain ran over me like a stampede of cows. I let out a loud screech of pain. I started to cry in relief realizing I had a mouth guard in my mouth. I tried to get up but my body begged me not to, making it hard to sit up. I looked down checking myself. I was a mess, a small dribble of blood came from my mare-hood, he had really torn me open, and this time he had gone out of his way to do it. I felt my neck for a few seconds, my collar and necklace were gone. I felt my ears and my earrings were still there.

A humming from downstairs made me look around panicking. I didn’t know where my collar or necklace was, but if I didn’t find them, he would be mad. I paused, he was probably the one that took them off. I left in my mouth guard as I got off the bed grunting a little as my sore hind legs.

It didn’t matter how sore I was, he would want me to come downstairs the second I woke up if he took my collar. I made my way downstairs screaming into the guard, thankfully it muted me pretty well.

“Awake?” He asked as I made it to the kitchen and a delicious scent filled my lungs making me get onto a chair at the kitchen island looking at him. A plate of food was on the table ready for me, still hot to. I looked around for my collar and I saw it on the counter next to the stove with my necklace.

“Y-yes Master.” I said setting the mouth guard down. The kitchen had an island in the middle of it, with a stove next to a sink and a back door, with just counters on that side of the kitchen. He didn’t turn toward me still cooking. I was hungry, but I wasn’t about to bite into scolding hot food.

“Good, are you hungry? Start when you like.” I blew on it lightly and took a few bites of it when it cooled. “I know you’ll love it, I asked around and I got some good feedback from your mother.” I paused and started to panic.

“It’s really good.” I said quickly, and it was true, he was a great cook, though this was the first time I had tasted it. “My mom told you?” I asked scared.

“Yes, she told me a lot.” Tears went down my face. “She, was, so pleasant, I can only imagine how she tastes.” I looked down and scanned the food for a few seconds as panic went through me.

“No, please, no!” I said crying, I stared at him for a few minutes. “Please tell me you didn’t just feed me her!” I shouted and he grinned a little.

“Don’t worry I wouldn’t feed you your mother. It wouldn’t taste very good, then again if you told them, then I would be forcing it down your throat as raw as a new blade of cut grass in the morning.” Let out a breath of relief and he turned around.

“Thank you, Master, the meal is wonderful.” He set down a plate for himself and turned off the stove.

“You’re sides still hurt?”

“Yes Master, deeply.”

“Good.” I looked down. “I got permission from your mother, you’ll be living here from now on.” I stared at him and he grinned. “Apparently a rather large account was opened and they asked for her personally. Like the ever so kind hearted pony I am, I told her I would be happy to take care of you.” I stared at him and something snapped. I started to ball onto the table hitting my forehead down.

“Please no!” I shouted surprising him a little. “Please Master stop doing this to me, I can’t take it!”

“Stop crying and eat, and I'll let that slide.” He growled. “That’s wonderful news, and you are to treat it like that.” I nodded and slowly stopped crying and started eating trying to knock the knot back down my throat. The deliciousness of the food only made my heart feel empty. We finished and he took my plate putting it into the sink.

“M-may I have my collar back?” He frowned a little. “Please Master, I, my neck feels cold without it.”

“That’s for good mares that don’t lie and sleep around with other pony!” He slammed the plate shattering it onto the counter scaring me. “You think I didn’t find you at the library?!” He shouted very mad and I bit my lip scared. “You don’t think I didn’t see you sleeping with Dash last night?! Do you think I wouldn’t find out? That I’m idiot without a single brain cell?!”

“I-I.”

“YOU WHAT?!” He screamed at me pounding his hooves on the island cracking the tile top.

“I, she, I’m sorry!” I cried.

“You cheat on me and you don’t even tell me! Do I have to tell you everything you’ve done wrong?! I’m not your father I’m your Master!” He growled.

“But-but I-I didn’t, have sex with her.” I finally managed to choke out, lying the best I could manage.

“If you had,” he growled so deeply that the room vibrated. “I would have snapped your neck.” I swallowed. “Cheating means doing anything meant for only me with another pony, rather sleeping in the same bed, or in the same room. Kissing another pony, or anything else like it. If you have sex with any other pony, I'll kill you, and I'll make you wish for me to brand you before I rip out your throat!”

“Yes Master.” I said shaking. I understood now, it made so much sense why he was in such a bad mood. I had betrayed him, my punishment wasn’t just random, he was very mad at me, no that’s an understatement.

“Ugh, I’ve made a mess.” He started cleaning up

“Master I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, please I won’t do it again, I-I.” He looked at me. “Dash had made me sleep with her. She said something was off and, she wouldn’t let me leave till I told her. I told her I wasn’t worthy to be her student, she accepted it.” My voice cracked as I choked on my tears. “But said I shouldn’t be sad, but I still love her, please.”

“That doesn’t change the facts.” He growled.

“Please forgive me, I love you Master.” He sighed and slid the collar and necklace over to me. I put the collar on quickly and let out a breath of relief.

“Necklace to.” I looked at it and then at him.

“But, it’s not a gift from you.” He smiled a little.

“I'll get you a better one then, but for now wear that.” I put it on hesitantly. He went around the table and we kissed each other.

“Thank you for everything Master, I’m so sorry, I'll make sure it never happens again so long as I live.” He kissed me again and I hugged him.

“I think you learned not to do it again.” I nodded. “You’re missing school tomorrow, is that clear?”

“Is there any way to tell Rarity?”

“What?” He looked at me locking his jaw.

“She’s been making me clothes, and, and she wouldn’t know that I’m living here now, is there any way to tell her?”

“I'll send a letter to her.”

“And Cheerilee wanted to give me a test tomorrow.”

“I'll send her a letter as well, now get to bed.” I got off the chair and paused as I hit the floor. A few tears ran down my face and he sighed, then kissed my head putting me onto his back with magic. “Come on.” He started walking.

“I’m sorry Master for my weakness.”

“You’re not weak, or a whore.” I paused. “You’re mine.” A weird feeling came over me and I hugged him burying my face into his warm back. His coat against mine just made everything numb, I hugged him closer as we got into his room.

“I love you.” He stopped and I froze.

“What did you just say?” He looked at me and I started at panic a little.

“I love you Master.” He threw the bed sheet to the side and set me down.

“You meant that.” I stared at him and I felt my chest a little and then looked at him smirking at me.

“You’ve done so much to me Master, and so much for me. I really do love you.” Tears went down my face as my heart burned. “I really do love you.” He hugged me. “I don’t want you to hate me.” He let go of me and I let go of him. He went down eating me out and the pain stopped rather quickly surprising me a little. He licked his lips.

“The feeling I got from you saying that to me was wonderful.” He kissed me making me taste blood. He then moved to my sides removing the bandages, licking my wounds and taking the pain away. “Because of it, I'll make you feel the same.” He licked more taking the pain away nicely making me blush really deeply.

“Thank you so much Master.” He kissed me.

“Now rest, I'll be up shortly.” He left and I rolled up in the sheets going to my sleeping spot waiting for him, a while passed. Whatever he was doing was taking a while, which meant I had to stay awake.

I paused looking at his spot on the bed. I looked at the door and he was gone. I rolled over to his spot and smelled his pillow, he washed everything but it. I looked up at the door again, and then turned back to his pillow burying my face into it and licking it a little.

His pillows were so soft, especially his, I loved them. I hugged his pillow, and the thought of him hugging me came to my mind filling me with warmth. His chest was always so soft and comfortable.

“I love you Master.” I blushed and face hoofed. I was telling a pillow that I loved it, he wouldn’t be happy. Then again it smelled like him, and felt like him, but he was warmer, better, and he was something else. “Don’t leave.” I paused looking down. “Me.”

All things considered, if he truly intended to keep me alive, then. I started to cry realizing my thoughts had drifted. I couldn’t believe I nearly thought that, even if I loved him, he hurt me, and he kept hurting me. He wasn’t planning on keeping me, he was going to kill me once I got old enough, or even bore him. I put his pillow back quickly and reach over for a tissue blowing my nose and throwing it away.

A slight smell came over me. I sniffed myself pausing, I smelled like cooked flesh, and burnt hair, not a good smell. I rushed into the bathroom feeling rather sickened by the smell. I started cleaning myself. The house had two bathrooms, and this was the Master bedroom so it had its own bath and shower as well as plenty of room. I used the restroom then started to clean myself completely.

“Scootaloo.” I looked at him as he stood by the bathroom door.

“Ah one second Master, I, um smell.” I blushed a little He came into the shower pulling me out with soap still in my mane. He moved us to the bath and started the water. I washed the soap out quickly and he plugged the hole letting the water fill.

“I was thinking.” I looked at him as I laid on his warm wet chest, I was still tiny compared to him, he was just so big. It made me feel small in a good way, I really didn’t mind this feeling.

“Yes Master?”

“How would you feel going to Canterlot with me tomorrow for the day?” I paused, but kept a loose expression and pose, Rarity had told me to say no to him, but, if it was just for the day, then, I couldn’t very well say no.

“Just for the day?”

“Yes, we would come back in the morning in time for you to go to school, I can’t take you home and keep you just yet, no matter how much I want to, and believe me. I want to so badly.” I smiled blushing a little.

“We couldn’t stay longer?” He stared at me and he opened his mouth to talk, but then closed it for a minute thinking.

“You have no idea how badly I want you to come with me and stay forever. You, you just, oh I love you so much.” He hugged me and I smiled. “Even after all I’ve done to you, you love me, and it’s a wonderful feeling. I wish you could feel this.” I kissed him and he grinned kissing me back. “But alas, I cannot. It’ll be some time before I could, I would have to come up with a reason to bring you.”

“But you’re a royal, can’t you do anything you want?” He groaned.

“Every word.” He stroked my side and I smiled nuzzling him. “Every moment, makes me want you more and more.” I smiled. “No, I can’t, if I were to take a filly to my home and word got out. It would be bad to an extent.”

“I don’t understand.”

“While I’m one way with you I still am a very decent pony, I know that you may think I’m a mon.” I kissed him stopping him.

“Don’t-don’t say that, don’t put yourself down for me, it hurts to hear you even consider saying it.” He stared at me shaking a little, but it wasn’t with rage, it was with love and longing I didn’t understand, but I was going to play him. When I made him happy he didn’t hurt me, so I was going to make him love me.

“I have a reputation to keep, taking a young mare as my wife is not uncommon, I’m not that much older than you, but you’re still a filly for a few more years. Once you become into mating age, then I can marry you outright, even if it’s the day of your birthday. It won’t seem odd or wrong.”

“Then.”

“I'll figure out a way to take you soon enough, but I just want to show you where you’ll be living, and show you all the good things. I also have to pick up a few things, but I want this to be a fun trip.”

“Will me being out in open be a problem?”

“Of course not, we just wouldn’t be able to be physical, no more than a kiss on the cheek, or a simple hug.”

“Oh.”

“Showing you around Canterlot will be a fun experience. Plus I'll have a real reason to take you and show you around.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m nominating you to Canterlot University.” My eyes went large, that was, it was the most well known and finest school in the world, it was also known as Princess Celestia’s school for the gifted, it covers all grades and types of learning. Twilight went there up to coming to Ponyville, even though it was thought of mostly to teach unicorns, they had all kinds of pony learning there.

Only royalty, rich, famous and the most intelligent are allowed to walk it’s halls, if he was really nominating me, he was planning on making me his wife. Royals only nominated a common pony when they wanted to give title to someone without noble birth. It was also a fast track to any job, or life a pony could ever ask for.

“But, but, I’m just a, common pony.” He chuckled.

“You’re anything but common.” He growled with a rather seductive smile. With a wet mane, he was so handsome he was beautiful. “The way you learned from those books, it was like magic, you’re a genius and I got Twilight to help me with it. You’ve been pushed to the head of the line.”

“But wouldn’t I live in Canterlot then?”

“Yes, but you wouldn’t live with me silly filly.” He chuckled a little making me smile. “I wouldn’t be able to live with you, but I would have an excuse to see you every day. I would let you stay at my house under the assumption of studying of course. That would allow me to do a lot with you.”

“That’s great.” I smiled nuzzling his chest and tears fell onto it. My nightmare just become worse than I could imagine and Twilight had helped him.

“I’m glad, but tomorrow is just the start, we’ll be having plenty of fun, you’ll love it.” I nodded. He stopped the water and I enjoyed his warmth mixed with the water. This was heaven even if it was only for this moment in time.

I helped in cleaning him, and we finished with nice smelling shampoo, washing up nicely before going to bed. He picked up his pillow and smiled making me frown. He chuckled licking the spot I had licked, and I covered my mouth.

“I-I.” He set it down and chuckled. “How did, you-you had left.”

“I was watching from the hallway, apparently you don’t want me to leave you.” I looked away a little. He got onto the bed and I paused not sure how to act. “And you love me.” He kissed me turning me over onto my back and I smiled.

“But I, am I in trouble, I know I shouldn’t have been on your side, or touched your pillow, but.” He kissed me again.

“I never told you that.” I swallowed a little. “All I saw was you missing me even though I hadn’t left you, crying when I left you. I had no idea you loved me, I always assumed it was just a lie so I didn’t hit you. I didn’t realize you meant it.” He kissed my chest.

“Of course I meant it!” I paused blushing as he went lower. He started to eat me out and a feeling came over me making me spread my legs widely. His tongue went deeply inside me making me moan at the pleasure. Oh, this was wonderful, I had no idea he could do this with his tongue. “Master, I’m about to.”

“Go ahead.” I finished and his tongue slurped making me spray more biting my hoof and he went after it more, enjoying every drop.

“Oh Master.” I moaned lightly and he grinned moving up to me. He kissed me and oddly I enjoyed it, tasting something else. It was an odd feeling tasting myself like that, but, with his tongue mixed with mine, I couldn’t help but enjoy it. His tongue was almost bladed, but ever so smooth.

“Well that was enjoyable.” He moved me to my spot laying down himself and pulled me close to him, we both smiled as we fell asleep.

I woke up as the sun came into the room. I smiled and he was still asleep, but he wasn’t having a good dream. I frowned a little going down and paused. He wasn’t up this morning, not disappointing, or at least it shouldn’t be. I went back up and laid down staring at him asleep, seemingly to struggle with his dream.

An edge came over me for a moment, today I would be going to Canterlot if he followed with his plans. I looked around the room, it had a dresser with a large mirror on it, on the opposite side of the room with a closet next to it, but my eyes shifted slightly seeing a knife on the dresser.

Weird feelings passed through me for a moment, I looked back to him sleeping rather badly, it was clear he was having a nightmare, and wouldn’t wake easily. I probably could slit his throat in his sleep.

However the chances of me getting away with killing a royal was slim to none, and it wouldn’t matter if I was a filly, I’d be put to death, and I could barely imagine the affects of what would happen to my parents as well. I couldn’t kill him and get out of this alive, then again, did I really want to live? Yes oh so badly, but I didn’t want to escape only to die anyway, that would be worse than anything he could do to me. I turned back to him going to his ear. I smiled a little, I didn’t want him to wake up in a bad way.

“Good morning Master.” I whispered and he shifted a little. I nuzzled him a little and he hugged me on reflex not waking up.

“Come back….Aspious.” He mumbled and a few tears went down his face making me pause. I had never seen him cry before, I didn’t know he could.

“Master wake up.” I said normal volume and he didn’t. I pushed him and went on top of him. “Master wake up!” I shouted and he opened his eyes looking at me on top of him. He looked around a little confused. “Master.” He looked at me realizing he had been sweating in his sleep. “You were having a bad dream.” He hugged me tightly and I stared at him as tears went down his face.

“Don’t ever die.” I stared at him surprised. He set me to the side and got out of bed. “I-I I'll be right back.” He went into the bathroom and I stared at the door confused. Who was Aspious? Who was so precious to him that he would cry over her, who could make someone like him cry?

“Master are you alright?” He cleared his throat.

“Yes.” He said with his normal voice. “I’m fine, just fine, I just had a bad dream, nothing to worry about.”

“Who’s Aspious?” There was silence. He came out of the bathroom frowning.

“Never speak that name again,” he said sternly and I nodded. “She was, never mind who she was, she’s dead and you are to never ask about her again.”

“I’m sorry Master.”

“It’s fine.” He went over to the bedside table and pulled out train tickets. “Now come on, we should get going so we don’t miss the train.” He looked me up and down. “Clothes first.” I nodded and there was a very loud knock at the door. He got up and went downstairs, I waited at the top of the stairs biting my lip a little looking down slightly.

Nervousness filled me, I didn’t know who that was, but. I looked back at the dresser and paused seeing the knife fade away. I trembled a little, I was lucky that I didn’t try to kill him, I would have gotten caught for sure.

“Hello,” Rarity’s voice said making me freeze. “I got a letter last night that Scootaloo was leaving for the day, I thought I might bring her clothes.”

“I'll take them.”

“Okay, so you’re going to Canterlot, you know I’m always ready for a trip, I would love to go with you.” He chuckled a little.

“Oh I’m just going for the day with Scootaloo, w.”

“What?! Why?” She asked shocked interrupting him. “I mean she’s just a filly, surely you would prefer the accompany of an adult mare more.” He laughed a little. “She could stay at my place while we’re away.”

“Listen as tempting as your offer is, I'll have to pass. The only reason I’m taking Scootaloo is because I had her nominated to get accepted at C-U. Twilight helped me with it and I want to show her around up there. We’ll be back tomorrow, she hasn’t been accepted yet, so she won’t be staying there just yet.”

“Oh, then maybe we can get dinner some time.”

“Sorry that won’t happen any time soon. You’re a bit, um, too, what’s the word?”

“Old?” She asked a bit critical.

“Annoying, all you have are looks, I wouldn’t be caught dead going out with you.” Rarity gasped. “Honestly I’m surprised you would be so jealous of a filly, for Celestia sake tone down the libido and don’t act like a loose mare in front of royalty.”

“How dare you!” I heard her slap him. I smiled a little, that was probably going to be the highlight of her day.

“Go away.”

“Are you gay?!” She almost yelled and I peaked down seeing his jaw dropped staring at her. “No male has ever insulted me like that! I don’t care if you’re royalty, there is something seriously wrong with you if you would turn this down.” She gestured to herself. “I’m even found attractive by other races. I demand an apology!”

“You will get no such thing, and if you don’t live I'll have you arrested.”

“For what slapping you when you deserve it!” I heard her slap him again.

“Ugh, okay that hurt, go away or I'll really call the guards.”

“You haven’t heard the last of last of me.” He slammed the door and I ran down stairs to him and he looked at me with a bloody nose. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed the first aid kit running out to him as he sat down on the sofa.

“Wow that mare is crazy.”

“Well what did you expect?” He looked at me, then reached for the first aid kit, I slapped his hoof away. “No!” I scolded him. “Lay back this is my job.” He sighed laying back and I got onto him opening the first aid kit.

“What do you mean? How was I suppose to expect that?”

“You clearly don’t know Rarity, she’s spoiled, always gets her way even at the cost of others. The fact she has the element of generosity is an idiotism in and of itself. She doesn’t even like her own sister, it’s annoying sometimes, but she’s the best dress maker I know of, and isn’t that expensive.”

Actually she was one of the greatest mares I knew, she was brilliant beyond words, and someone all mares should look up to. I didn’t know anyone more successful than her anywhere, especially for a mare which is working at something which isn’t her cutie mark. Sure gems on the dresses were one thing, but dress making wasn’t her cutie mark.

She also fit her element too perfectly, and she was anything but spoiled, she had worked to the bone to get where she was, it wasn’t simply given to her. She also loved Sweetie Belle dearly, it was creepy some days actually, but she was great.

“I would have never guessed.”

“Of course not you silly royal.” He chuckled and I dabbed some cleaning alcohol on him making him flinch a little. “Now hold still.” He relaxed a little and he snorted a little. His nose had stopped bleeding, but had a slight cut on his face.

“Thank you, but you don’t need to lie about her.” I stared at him. “I can hear it in your voice clearly. I commented on her shop because she’s one of the best mares around. I don’t know what was up with her today, but she saved some filly’s life when I first arrived, it didn’t matter that it almost killed her, she’s a great mare.”

“I’m sorry for lying.”

“You were trying to make me feel better.” He kissed me. “Don’t worry about it, just don’t lie to me again.” I nodded. “Thank you nurse Scootaloo.” I smiled a little. “The most beautiful nurse I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” I smiled.

“Thank you Master.”

“I should give you a few more markings on your face.”

“But, others would.”

“I’m starting to care less and less about what others think.” I smiled.

“Should I get a branding iron?” I asked smiling and he frowned.

“Do.” He paused. “Do you like getting branded?” I froze, my voice had sounded hopeful, did I, no it hurt, but.

“No Master, but if you like it, then, I don’t know.” He kissed me.

“We can talk about that later, but for now come on, we don’t want to be late for the train and have to take a later one.” We got up and I got dressed, luckily Rarity gave me a new set of shorts. We rushed a little barely making it on time. I sat down and looked out the window a little seeing the train start to move.

Author's Note

will update on the 11th