“Oh my gosh, I’m going to be late!” I flew toward his house and rushed inside. As I shut the door behind me, Jerard looked at me surprised. “I’m on time, right?” I looked at the clock; I was late.

“Well, not on time.”

“Get back here!” I paused, hearing Applejack yell while Dash flew by with Rarity. Applejack ran by the house with Big Mac and Twilight. Sweetie Belle and the others followed. I let out a breath and looked at him.

“Are a lot of ponies chasing you?” He came over to the window, looking out.

“Yeah, and I think it just doubled how many are trying to catch me.” He chuckled. “They are worried about me, and I don’t know what to tell them.”

“Oh?” He pinned me down on my back and softly kissed me as he took off my clothes, tossing them to the side. He lay down and kissed my neck, making me smile. He nuzzled my belly, and I felt his ears. The earrings were rather nice. He was right; earrings did look good. “I’m sure you could figure something out.” I shifted a little as he went lower. I bit my lip as he started licking me lightly.

“A bit voracious?” I asked, and he laughed.

“Big word for a little filly.” He stopped as I shifted, wanting more.

“Master?”

“I was thinking about something. Ever since I found out about what you did with Dash, I decided I wanted to have some fun with that.” He lifted me up after he rose. “I didn’t think you would come, but I figured.”

I followed him up the stairs, and there was a tan earth pony mare with a two tone pink and blue mane on the bed. She had a gag, ear muffs, and a blindfold on; and she was on her back. I paused, seeing her cutie mark. It was Sweetie Drops. I had only met her a few times; but I knew her, and she knew me.

“Y-you fillynapped her?” I asked unsteadily. Just taking one pony could have huge problems. Not only that, but rape was taken extremely seriously. Then again, he did kill a guard and got away with it.

“Be quiet when I take off her ear muffs; other than that you can talk.” He took off her ear muffs and the gag. She smiled. “My partner has arrived,” he said using a different voice. “Tell us, did I fillynap you?”

“Ah, no sir.” I stared at her. “I’m a whore; have been for a while. So please do not worry. I’m clean and ready for anything you like. I am also on birth control, so you can finish inside me if you want.” He put back on the gag and ear muffs back on. I looked at him smiling.

“Wow, I didn’t know.” I said.

“Oh, I think she’s one of three in Ponyville. You all are cloak and dagger around here, so I decided to get one.”

“So, I’m a little confused.”

“We’re going to enjoy her together.” I stared at him. “You’re going to enjoy doing anything you want to her, while I enjoy both of you.”

“What should I do?”

“Well, I have a gift.” He pulled a strange looking device out of a box. It looked like two stallion-hoods, but the smaller one had a harness around it. “This is a double header, as the pony that sold it called it.” He put one end inside me, and I gasped a little. Had he not gotten me ready, it would’ve hurt, but instead I moaned.

“Master, that… it’s so much smaller. It’s wonderful!”

“Oh, you like small things, do you?”

“Master you’re really big; don’t even try to tell me different.” He picked up a glass bottle and poured it onto the end.

“Slide it in.” he whispered into my ear. I turned and aimed. I was small enough that I could be on the bed planting my hooves on her thighs. Sweetie Drops started to drip a little; as I went inside her very slowly, she moaned. I grit my teeth a little mad. It always hurt the first thrust for me, and it was a little unfair it didn’t for others. “What wrong?”

“Nothing, Master.”

“Speak your mind.”

“Well I was thinking that it didn’t hurt her. It always hurts at first, doesn’t it?” My lip trembled. “It’s just not fair.”

“As you get older, it’ll be nicer, more fun, and stop hurting.” He licked my neck, and I smiled. He started to use cream on my plot. I looked at him. “Start; I'll be busy back here for a short while.” I nodded a little before I thrusted, and the double header kicked back at me, making me moan myself. I looked at Master grinning. It took me a few seconds to realize what had just happen, but it was clear now.

“You knew it would do that, didn’t you?”

“Nope, I didn’t know it would do that, but all is well, keep going.” I started to go. I paused as my hips moved rather naturally. I wondered if this is what he felt. I grabbed Sweetie Drop’s legs and slammed her, making both of us moan. “Enjoying your whore?” I gasped a little as he went into me, making me moan again.

“Yes Master, very much.” I grunted a little. He thrusted; his thrusting caused me to thrust into her harder than I could. Pleasure washed over me, making me finish. He started to thrust, and it was magic. With both holes filled, there was no discomfort.

I moaned, not having to do anything as he made Sweetie Drops finish. He kept going as she moaned gripping the bed. Before long, she turned over, making me feel like she was trying to pull off. I pulled her closer to me, which made her get pounded harder. She pulled off the gag after a minute.

“Sirs, um, I’m worn out. I’m starting to become dry, and you’ve yet to finish once.” I paused. I had finished almost three more times than her, and I still wanted plenty more. I looked at Master grinning, making me think for a moment. I could take more and give more than a whore. I was better than a mare whose job it was to have sex. He took off her ear muffs, seeing me smiling.

“We have lubricant if you would like that, but we are far from over. My partner seems to have lust greater than you. Now turn over.” She bit her lip.

“Yes sir.” He poured some on her as she turned back over onto her back.

“She’ll taste like cherry, want to try?” I licked my lips and pulled out of her.

“Yes Master.” She seemed to relax a little. I went down and licked her. She tasted heavily like cherry. It was wonderful; rather it was the smell or the taste. I wanted more.

Jerard pulled out the stallion-hood device, throwing away a condom and replacing it with another. He went into me very easily. I moaned a little. Feeling him thrust, while I started to enjoy Sweetie Drops, drops.

“Here.” He stopped and gave me a bottle; I took it and looked at it. It was what made her smell so good. I licked a little bit of it, and something turned me on, making me wetter than ever before. I paused, taking a small swig of it; it surprised Jerard as my insides gripped around him like a vice grip.

“Oh, more Master.” I moaned. He grunted a little, but started thrusting again.

“A little too tight.” I chuckled and licked Sweetie Drop. I lifted her up enough to put the bottle inside her wet slit, sliding it deeply inside her. I could see the panic go through her entire body. She quickly took out her gag.

“Sir, what are you filling me with?” Her insides clenched around the bottle, unable to stop it from filling her. He put the gag back into her mouth with his magic.

“That’s a bit mean.” Master said.

“Why?”

“It has special properties inside the bottle that’ll make her wet and want more.” I pulled it out. It wasn’t that big of a bottle. He had already used a bit, and there still was some left. Her insides gasped for something to fill her. I went down and started to eat her out. She moaned easily, but wanted plenty more. With each lick, some of the liquid poured out of her and onto my tongue, making me drink in her juice.

Jerard finished and pulled out after a while. He kissed my head, and I looked at him going into the bathroom. I turned back and started again. He started a shower. I stopped as Sweetie Drops cringe a little at me stopping. I put back on the double header and went inside her easily and started thrusting.

She was wary after a while, and I slowed tired. For me, however, it just wasn’t enough, even with everything I had done with her. I needed and wanted more. It felt too great to stop, but not even I can fight my own body. I collapsed onto her, my body aching ringing in pleasure. I didn’t realize how much energy it took to thrust, and we had been at it for over an hour. She took out her gag after a few minutes.

“Um, sirs.” I tried to get up, but couldn’t. She took off her ear muffs. “Sirs, are you alright?” She reached for her blindfold, and I stopped her. “Oh right, don’t take off the blindfold, but are you mute or something?” I tapped her belly once. “One for no and two for yes.” I tapped her once. “Just tired?” I tapped her twice. “You feel rather young; are you a filly? By your size I wouldn’t know, but by your body weight, I would say young.”

“And that’s not your concern,” Master said, coming out all clean. “I’m glad you didn’t take off the blindfold, or I would’ve had to cut out your eyes.” She swallowed. “Now then, you’re a whore. Do your job; you’ll get paid because I believe my partner is more than happy with your body.” I nodded smiling. “But any more personal questions, and I'll have to make sure you don’t talk again, is that clear?”

“Yes sir.”

“Do you want to keep going, my pet?” I nodded. “Alright, well, I have an important meeting soon. So either you’ll have to pay her once you’re done and do your best not to have her learn who you are, or you’ll have to stop.”

I paused to think: I wanted so much more, but I would need to sleep. And if I fell asleep on her, then I would be in trouble. He would probably kill her. I pulled out, and he frowned a little, putting her ear muffs back on her.

“I might fall asleep, but I want so much more.” I licked Sweetie Drops. “Is this what you feel like all the time?”

“Not exactly, but you understand my lust.” I smiled. He took off the double header putting it back into the box. He set me down and took off her ear muffs. “Come on, we’re done. My partner is very tired and wants to sleep.” Sweetie Drops got up and fell a little.

“I’m sorry sir, but it would seem that I, um, have been done in for far too long.” I giggled and covered my mouth, making Jerard chuckle.

“That’s fine, but will you be able to get home?”

“It’ll take me a while sir, but if I could use the restroom, then I would be able to go home easily.”

“I'll give you ten minutes in my bathroom. But if you attempt to find me without my word, then know there will be grave consequences. Also, you must keep the blindfold on. If you need help, call.”

“Yes sir.” He helped her into the bathroom, and he started a shower for her. He closed the door and looked at me. I smiled happily; I was in heaven.

“Master I need more, but I’m too tired.” He pulled out the double header with his magic and came over to me. He started using it on me, making me moan. He kissed me as my body moved with the thrusts of his magic. He finished me and went to pull out, but I gripped stopping him. “Leave it in Master; it cools me a little.” He grinned.

“I figured this might happen.” He pulled it out and another one came out. He put it inside me, making me feel good at the cold metal. He strapped it onto me, and he blasted it with his magic. It started to move inside me, causing me cringe a little, but then spread my legs. Oh, it was just my size. It was perfect.

“Master, thank you.” I moaned as it kept going.

“It’ll probably last for a few hours. The switch is on the bottom. Make sure to drink plenty of water, and clean up anything you get on the floor by licking it clean.” I nodded and he put a bottle of water plus the cherry lubricating bottle on the table.

“Thank you, Master.” He kissed me, and he went into the bathroom, waiting a few minutes with the door open.

“Come on, let’s go. No one will notice you since it is dark out.”

“Yes sir.” She said as he leaded her out of the room and out of the house. I laid there for awhile, enjoying the feeling completely.

After a while, I retreated to the bathroom and sat down in the shower with both the water bottle and the other bottle of cherry lube. I would take a little of both when I started to go dry. I fell asleep after finishing the bottle and with the toy still on, having sweet dreams of Master enjoying me.

“Scootaloo!” I woke up looking at Master looking at me in the shower. He came over to me and pulled out the device, making me moan a little. I paused, seeing blood covering the shower floor. I looked at him, and then back down. It didn’t hurt. Nothing hurt; as a matter of fact, everything felt great.

“What?” I asked biting my lip.

“You’re bleeding.” I smiled looking at him.

“I guess I am.”

“Can’t you feel that?” He asked concerned.

“It feels good.” I shifted comfortable, but something had snapped. I could tell it should be pain, but it felt great. “Master, I love you, will you?” He turned on a cold shower, and I relaxed as the water hit me. It washed away the blood as he cleaned me; afterwards, he cast magic to stop me from bleeding any more.

“This isn’t good.” He picked me up with his magic and then wrapped me up in fresh blankets, throwing the old bed blankets off the bed. He made the blankets tight setting me on the bed, stopping me from moving. The pressure felt good.

“Tighter.” I begged, and he stared at me.

“Do not go anywhere.” I nodded as he ran out of the room. I struggled a little as the pressure dulled. I got loose and sat up. The cold didn’t feel good, just boring. I jumped off the bed and landed, losing my balance and crashing to the floor hard. I got up and paused. That felt good; it should’ve hurt, but didn’t.

I smiled and got back up onto the bed, jumping off again and purposely hitting hard. The pleasure washed over me, not sexual pleasure, but a different kind. I didn’t understand it, but it felt great, and that’s all that matters. I jumped off the bed a few times before just getting up slightly bored.

Falling can only do so much before it becomes boring. I paused, seeing blood on the floor. Thinking for a moment, Master had told me to clean every drop on the floor. I licked it pausing at the taste, something about it just… it just made everything warm. My stomach growled, making me clean it up happily. I was hungry. He had told me not to move. But it had been a long time since I ate, and he had been gone for so many minutes.

Every few steps, I would drip a drop of blood, and I would get down and lick it up as I made my way to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and made myself a sandwich, making sure not to make a mess. I paused as a few drops of blood dropped on my sandwich from my head. I looked around for a knife and grabbed one.

My sight went dizzy at the wrong moment, and I sliced my hoof, missing the sandwich completely. The feeling went over me as blood leaked onto the plate. I stared at it for a few seconds as the plate reddened from my blood. I tried a few times cutting myself more on purpose than by accident before I finally cut the sandwich. The sandwich was now drenched soggy in my blood.

“Clean every drop” was my Masters orders. I ate the blood-soaked sandwich, and the taste just washed down me, filling me up. I wrapped my hoof tight with a bandage. Master wouldn’t be happy if I bled out.

I opened the fridge, putting a few things away. I stretched, feeling good as the door to the fridge closed on a feather on my left wing. When I went forward, a large feather ripped from my wing.

I moaned a little bit as a massive wave of pleasure washed over me. I looked at my wings and thought for a minute. It was enhanced. The feeling was so much better coming from my wing than I had thought possible. I bit another feather and pulled it out, cringing at the great feeling.

Oh this was heaven. I started to pull feathers. With each a new more wonderful feeling came over me. I reached for another one, but my nose only met a bloody stump. I paused realizing my wing no longer had feathers to pull out. It was a bloody stump, but I had done something like this before. They would grow back in a few weeks if I ate enough or a week if I used a potion or two to help it along.

I look at my other wing. It would look odd if I had a wing full of feathers, and Master wouldn’t like that. I started pulling out feathers harder this time, making the feeling better with each ripped out feather. I stopped when I ran out again. I looked around, and the floor was covered in blood and feathers.

Master loved feathered pillows. I smiled running upstairs and getting a pillow case. I went back down scooping the feathers into it. I found a small sewing kit and sewed the end shut the best I could. I finished after I cleaned up the mess on the floor, not caring for the fact i was covered in blood. I went over to the front door. While I was waiting, I put pressure on my cuts to stop them from bleeding and to give me a thrill.

“I told you everything. She was bleeding and didn’t realize she was.” My ears shot up hearing Master’s voice.

“Well, that doesn’t sound possible; she would know if she was in pain.” Master opened the door, and I smiled. Sethi went to scream as Master covered her mouth, though he gasped himself.

“Master your home.” I held up the pillow. “Look, I made you a present.” He pulled Sethi inside quickly, and she set her things down. He picked me up and set me on the sofa. “What’s wrong Master; don’t you like it?” I asked, and he looked at Sethi.

“Okay, maybe she doesn’t realize she’s in pain.” Sethi said. She started to wrap my wounds, making me smile. “Does that feel good?” I nodded to her as she kept going. “I don’t know what’s wrong with her, but this is extremely serious. She doesn’t realize pain is pain, but pleasure.”

“What do we do?!” He asked panicked.

“Master, will you whip me?” I begged grabbing him, and he paused, thinking.

“Don’t you dare!” Sethi shouted at him. “You have no idea what you’ve done! If she can’t realize pain is bad, then she’ll kill herself trying to feel good!” She had me take a few pills and some kind of nasty liquid.

“Then do something!” he ordered.

“She needs to be strapped down and hope that her body stabilizes.”

“I know it should hurt,” I said as they looked at me shocked, “but it feels so good. I want more. Please Master, brand me more.” He swallowed a little and looked at Sethi.

“Don’t.” She scolded, and he sighed.

“Fine, fix it.” he grumbled. I held up the pillow to him, and he frowned a little. It had a feather or two on it with blood stains.

“I made this pillow for you, Master. I even used my own feathers. It’s so soft and warm, and it even smells so good.”

“That smells like blood.” Sethi said.

“I know.” I grinned. “The sandwich I made got blood on it, and it tasted so good. I couldn’t stop cutting till it was soaked.” Disgust went across their faces. “But it tastes so good Master. Oh, I know.” I reached for a scalpel, but she pulled it out of my reach. “Give me that! I need to show Master how good it tastes.”

“Even I don’t like blood.” I looked at Master.

“But Master, how? I don’t understand. Why not?”

“Scootaloo, if something hurts you, I forbid you from doing it. Is that clear?! I don’t care how good it feels.”

“Yes Master.” I looked down smiling. Master would hurt me plenty, so I didn’t need to do it myself. He would make it feel so good.

“And no drinking or eating blood. That’s not healthy for you.”

“I understand Master. No hurting myself or drinking blood.”

“Good.” Sethi finished, and I hugged her tightly.

“Thank you Sethi. You’re really good-smelling.” She pulled me off frowning.

“Listen to your Master. You know that should’ve hurt.” I looked away smiling. “He told you no!” She yelled.

“Master, the doctor is yelling at me. Make her hit me.”

“Scootaloo.” He growled going close to me, and I pulled him closer.

“Yes, my Master?” He kissed me as I hugged him. “Oh Master.”

“I'll make you feel good if you obey me.”

“Yes Master.” I grinned.

“Well other than tying her down, there’s not much else we can do.”

“Scootaloo, bed.” Master ordered, and I nodded going upstairs. I threw my pillow onto the bed for Master. I found a whip and a few other toys, as Sethi talked to Master. I lay down with the toys at the end of the bed. He came up after a while and paused seeing the toys. I bit my lip, and he frowned. He made all of them float over and go into his box.

“But Master, I’ve been bad. I disobeyed you.”

“I’m tired, and we both need to sleep. Sethi is down stairs. If you leave, I'll not touch you for a day.”

“Excuse me?” I asked getting up. “Come here.” I ordered. He came over to me, and I slapped him, surprising him. “You will hit me when I want you to hit me, or I'll tell everyone about you. And I'll make sure you beat me.” I kissed him.

“Fine.” He pulled out the whip, and I turned around. He spanked me for a little while, but not nearly hard or long enough. He forced me to bed, and I fell asleep having never felt better in my life. I woke up before he did as always, and a plan hatched. I grinned seeing him asleep next to me.

Author's Note

also special thanks to Midnight Legend for editing!