“Is that blood!?” Fluttershy asked. I looked at my side, making me sigh.

“What happen to your feathers!?” Twilight asked sternly.

“I’m so not in the mood for this.” I mumbled. I went over to Twilight, and they stared at me. “You said you had a letter for me?”

“What happen to you?” Pinkie asked.

“Been getting abused and hit around. You know how it goes, now the letter?” They looked at each other a bit confused. She pulled out the letter, and I opened it.

“Who’s been doing this to you?” Twilight asked.

“Two weeks and six days till they arrive to do basic testing, that’s perfect. Let’s see eleven more days till then, and I have nothing to worry about. Thanks for the letter, Twilight, and thanks for the recommendation.”

“Answer me!” Twilight ordered. I looked at her. They all had concerned looks on their face.

“If I wanted to tell you, don’t you think I would?” She frowned. “First of all, if you got a problem with it, go all royal on me and have me locked up or leave me alone. It’s not your business to deal with my problems.”

“Scootaloo, what are you doing?” My mom asked walking over to us. “Are you supposed to be talking to them?”

“Not really.”

“Then get inside.”

“I’m about to go relax.”

“Oh, how’s your side?”

“Great, got it sewed up really nice.”

“How do you feel?”

“Nothing.”

“That’s good. What’d you catch it on? ”

“Flagpole.”

“You find out what caused you to not feel it?”

“Found out it was the cherry that did it.”

“Ohhhhh! Yeah, I did hear that stuff can really screw you up. Never tried it. Is it as good as they say?”

“Oh it was great, but not too much. Still can’t feel anything after last night.”

“You be careful then.”

“What are you two talking about?” Pinkie asked and we looked at her.

“Are ya aware Scootaloo is gettin’ hurt!?” Applejack asked my mom. “Just look at her feathers.” She looked at them.

“Made a really nice pillow with them,” I said remembering what it felt like and shivering at the good feeling. “Smells really good, too.” My mom smiled, giggling a little.

“Your dad’s feathers are really soft, too.” My mom kissed my wing a little. “They are really growing nicely.” She turned. “Would any of you like a cup of tea?”

“Are you hearing us?” Fluttershy asked.

“Yeah, abuse and all that stuff, what about it?” My mom asked.

“That’s a bad thing!” Twilight yelled.

“Scootaloo, are you in trouble or anything?” My mom asked giving me a serious look, but it seemed more playful than anything.

“No, I’m fine, but I should study some more. If the testers are coming soon, then I need to really kick it up.”

“Are you both insane!?” Twilight almost screamed mad, looking at us.

“Honey, the cake is ready.” My dad said walking over to my mom.

“Oh, I completely forgot.” My mom said.

“Don’t worry. I pulled it out in time.”

“Ugh! I told you not to eat the frosting before I put it on; always makes you gummy when you do that.” He looked away biting his lip. “Yeah, you know what you did.” He chuckled a little and kissed her. “Ooo, chocolate.”

“What is wrong with you!? You all act like this is nothing.” Twilight said.

“What did I miss?” My dad asked.

“Scootaloo’s being hurt by someone and won’t talk to anyone.”

“Scootaloo, are you in danger or anything?” My father asked, taking on the same serious expression as my mom.

“Nope.” I said.

“What more do you need?” He asked, looking at Twilight as her jaw dropped. “If she needs help, she’ll tell us. I’m actually a little surprised. Are Ponyville ponies this nosy or something normally?” He asked looking at me.

“Small town really.” Master said, walking over to us.

“Jerard!” Twilight said surprised not having seen him appear.

“Hey, what’s up?” I kept my panic cool and smiled.

“Oh, Twilight just gave me a letter.” I said as I gave it to him, and he grinned.

“This is wonderful! I know you’ll do great. Oh, I got you the one set of Book Beard, Gold Standard Edition.” I grinned. “They are inside; you can pick them up whenever you need. And what happen to your side?” He frowned as worry went across his face. I could see his body lock up wanting to check.

“Flagpole.” He bit his lip.

“You should go to the hospital.”

“Already got checked out. I was going to go relax for a while.”

“You should rest first of all and wear a helmet.” I paused. I hadn’t been wearing one, mostly because I hadn’t been home to get it. “Don’t want that head getting cracked. My word was on a grade standard, and I’m sure they won’t like it if you're brain dead.” I chuckled.

“You can help us!” Twilight shouted, and he looked at her. “Scootaloo has been getting abused, but both of her parents don’t care.” He stared at me for a minute. “Well, do something you need to protect her!”

“Ah.” He looked around a little nervously. It was clearly a facade to me, and it made me want to jump him right then and there. He was really handsome. I could only see him this weak in public. Whether or not he was a monster, he was my monster, and some part of me wanted him to love me and be mine at all costs.

“Not you too!” Applejack said.

“Give me a moment.” He looked down. “Is Scootaloo in danger of getting killed or something?”

“No.” I said, and he thought for a moment.

“In about three weeks, she’ll be at Canterlot University. If she can survive till then, I’m sure whoever is doing it to her will leave her alone. I mean, who is hurting you?”

“Not your business.” He suppressed a smile. He was enjoying this game very much, and I was in some way as well.

“Okay, well, tell the guards or something.” He looked at Twilight; she paused. “I mean, you did report it, right? The guards are paid with our taxes to protect us.” She opened her mouth then closed it, looking at Applejack.

“Ah didn’t; ah thought you did.” Applejack said. Twilight facehoofed as my dad chuckled a little bit.

“Excuse me, guard.” Master said, and a guard walked over to us.

“Yes, what’s the problem?” He looked around as a second guard joined after a few seconds.

“Yes, I would like to report that this filly is being abused.” Master said.

“No I’m not.” They looked at me, and he looked at Master.

“Ya just said...” Applejack said.

“I didn’t hear her say that.” The guard looked at my mom.

“Me either.” My father said.

“Are you being hit or hurt by someone?” one of the guards asked.

“If I was being abused, do you really think I would be standing here talking to all of you calmly? I mean, there’s a prince and a princess; not only that, but my parents.” He looked at Master and Twilight, then at my parents.

“Well, she says she’s not being abused,” the other guard said. “If she admitted to it, then we would act. But unless she tells us, we can’t do much.”

“WHAT!” Twilight shouted.

“By law, we can’t do anything my princess. Unless proof is given, there’s nothing we can do.”

“Her wings!?” Pinkie said.

“I ripped those out myself.” I said smiling. “It felt really good.” They all stared at me. “I mean, um.” I chuckled nervously. “I’m not being abused or anything.”

“Well we can’t arrest her for self-mutilation, though I guess we could detain her.” He looked at the other guard and he shrugged. “Can we do that?”

“Yes,” Twilight said, making a book appear out of thin air. “‘If sufficient evidence is given or found, then a pony may be detained if they are at risk of suicide or great danger. Not only that, ‘If two or more reports are given, guards are allowed to investigate a possible act of crime.” She showed the book to the guard. “And you have five, two of which are royals, and I know Princess Celestia herself would want this.”

“Alright, we can arrest her then.”

“We refuse.” My mom said as they looked at her, grinning.

“You can’t refuse.” Twilight accused with venom in her voice.

“Sub-section nine, paragraph three.” Twilight flipped to it. “Care to read? If you don’t want to, I will. I had three years of law school.”

“I-I-I-I.” Twilight stuttered.

“‘If a filly or foal is suspected of being abused, parental consent must be attained before said filly or foal will be taken into custody. If the parents are suspected of the abuse, up to five requests must be received to overrule, but proof of abuse must be given, and the request must be formally given to guards. So ha!”

“Um.” One of the guards said, “You all need to come to the station to make the report, then we’ll go out. But since you aren’t suspecting the parents. You said someone else, and not only that, the filly is claiming self-mutilation. So, we can’t do anything.”

“That’s bull!” Applejack shouted.

“And paragraph four.” My mom said and Twilight looked.

“‘Self-mutilation,” Twilight started, “can only…’” She sighed. “Oh no.”

“‘Self-mutilation of a filly or foal can only be addressed if the parents or guardians give consent to have the filly or foal in question detained. If the filly does not have proper legal counsel and admits to any charges, charges can be overruled in the assumption that the filly is not of mature age and understands what they are saying.”

“This, this is crazy.” Twilight said looking through the book.

“It’s the law. In fact, I helped create a few dozen of them.” My mother said proudly. “I have had my custody of Scootaloo thrown to the courts five times, and each time, I beat the heck out of them.” She grinned as my dad smiled. “Also, if you don’t know, Princess, I’m Courtarena Cyn. Maybe you’ve heard of me?” Jerard stared at her with his jaw down. Twilight backed away a little bit.

“You-you’re her?” Jerard asked with fear in his voice. It was clear he wasn’t faking it.

“Yep, of course that’s my pen name.”

“Who’s that?” Pinkie asked.

“The most successful judge and lawyer in all of Equestria,” Twilight said. “Her side job is accounting for royals, but no one knows who she is. She’s even won lawsuits against Princess Celestia herself.”

“How did she manage that?” Fluttershy asked as my mom scoffed.

“Princess Celestia plays fair, and on fair-ground, I’m undefeated. While Princess Celestia is a great pony, greater than any mare I’ve ever met, she enjoys not throwing her weight around and playing on even ground. If she doesn’t have a good case, then I can beat her, and she allows herself to feel sorry.” My mom bit her lip. “I still haven’t felt right about the last case against her, but that doesn’t matter now.”

“You used a massive loophole to win that case,” Twilight said. “It was news; Equestria had to pay out over a thousand bits to over six hundred ponies each.”

“Yeah, well, after Princess Luna accidentally caused a dam to break and wash away a small village, I imagine it was justified.”

“She saved thousands more by beating the fire snakes! Not only that, but it was only the properties that got damaged.”

“Yes, but that’s just it. Ponies lost everything from it, and as the great granddaughter of the pony that made the government accountable to their actions, I’m proud the court ruled in my favor.”

“Can I go?” I asked.

“Helmet, then yes.” Master said. I nodded, going past them to my parents’ house. It wasn’t really my home at this point. I didn’t live here, just had stuff here. I went inside putting on my helmet, then riding outside going past them. I went for a ways and jumped off a flat rock flipping, and nearly smacking my head against a tree before landing. I paused checking myself for cuts, and I was fine.

“Whoa.” I looked at Dash smiling.

“Dash!” I went over to her and hugged her. She frowned seeing the blood.

“I assume you’re not bleeding out.”

“Nope, I just had a bad cut. Don’t worry, I’m fine.” She frowned.

“Let’s talk on a cloud.” She picked me up and flew us to a nice cloud. We laid down and smiled relaxing.

“Thanks, I needed to relax.”

“Yeah, perfect place. How long before you have to get back?”

“Um, a few hours. Oh, I got a letter. Canterlot University is coming to check me out in almost three weeks.”

“That’s great!”

“Yeah.”

“Thirteen days left either way I think.”

“Yep.” She pulled me close and I smiled. “Dash, can I tell you something that you’re completely going to hate me for?” She paused.

“I know.”

“What!?”

“You think I’m that heavy of a sleeper, you’re a fool.” I bit my lip. “Yeah, I knew when I woke up. I know my scent, and it was on your breath.” I looked down. “It’s alright squirt, I don’t mind that you did it, and I’m happy you were going to tell me. At least I still have a little bit of your trust.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I was having the worse nightmare of my life that night.” I stared at her. “I know it sounds bad, but thanks.” I hugged her, and she smiled. “Just don’t do it again alright? I may seem drop dead sexy, but I’m not that way.” I giggled a little grinning. Dash always knew just how to cheer me up.

“Thanks, but if you ever like me to do it again or need to relax, I’m open.” She looked at me surprised. “I know how that sounds, but Dash, you, um, tasted really good.” She blushed deep red. “And it was just like a pillow to a bed of rocks. Knowing that you felt better just made everything that had happened that much easier.”

“Scootaloo.” She sighed.

“But I, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean.” She pulled me closer.

“It’s fine, really. I don’t mind. I’m like your big sister; I would never take advantage of you like that. Even if you wanted it, you’re too young for me, and I’m trying to get you out of a nightmare, not put you into a new one.” I bit my lip. With Dash, that would be about as far from a nightmare as I could get.

“I understand.”

“Maybe once you’re older, we can go on a date.” She smirked and I smiled. “But that’s years away, and I might meet a special somepony or any number of things could happen. I don’t plan on getting together with another mare.”

“That’s fine.” She chuckled and relaxed, we easily fell asleep watching the sky. I got up and looked around. I had a nice nap, and Dash was still asleep. I hugged her this time. I didn’t want this to make her uncomfortable. “Dash.” She woke up and looked at me. She looked down quickly, then relaxed a little, looking at me.

“What?”

“I’m not going to do that again unless you want me to, but I need help getting down. I don’t know if I’m late or not, but I need to go back.” She hugged me and picked me up. She flew me down to the ground and waved as I went out of sight riding on my scooter. I went back home quickly.

I went around back in case I was being followed or watched. I went inside and went into the living room. He wasn’t home yet, and it was getting late. I went over to the sofa and sat down staring at the ground. I lay down after a while falling asleep.

“Scootaloo.” I opened my eyes, seeing Master. I looked down noticing a blanket on me, and my feather pillow. I looked at him smiling a little. He kissed me and sat down pulling me between his front legs, moving the blanket.

“Master, your back.”

“I’ve been back for an hour or two, but I thought you should sleep. I also had a lot of paperwork.” He rolled his eyes. “So, are you feeling any better? Sethi told me what caused this and told me that I shouldn’t try to hurt you till you’ve completely healed in a few days. I figured that might be the best.”

“Thank you Master. Um, did you want something or should we move to the bedroom upstairs?”

“Are you tired?”

“A little, but I’m fine.”

“Then we should go to the library.”

“Why?”

“Twilight is there. I moved the books I ordered for you there. She said she would be willing to teach you. I convinced her not to push you. You’ll be in Canterlot soon enough, and whoever is abusing you won’t follow.” We both chuckled. I smiled and he kissed me, making the kiss much more enjoyable than normal. He pulled back smiling.

“Of course, Master, but I’m not being abused. I’m just being loved.” I kissed him, and we made out for a little before he got up.

“You go out the back; I'll go through the front.” I got up with him as he went out the front door. I waited a few minutes, and I went out the back meeting up with him after a few minutes jogging.

“Nice night.” I said looking up after a few minutes of silence. It was getting close to winter, so the nights were getting longer.

“Yes, how’s your side?” I looked at him.

“Oh it’s fine.” I paused looking at my clothes. “I should change these.”

“I’m sure it’s fine. You can always take them off, can’t you?”

“I.” I looked away. “I like them on.”

“Is that so, I think you would look just fine natural. I guess mares and clothes are just how you have fun.”

“Yeah.” We reached to the library and Twilight was waiting at a table. She smiled seeing us, and I went over to her sitting down. She had books opened. I looked at a few and smiled. I loved studying now; it just made everything go away. I made my own world, and after everything that had happen, it was welcomed greatly.

Twilight was without a question the best teacher I could have ever imagined. Though with Master helping me, we burned through book after book until the early morning before we realized it.

“Well,” Twilight said yawning. “That was a productive night. Getting into Canterlot will be simple at the rate you’re learning. Heck, you might graduate faster than any other pony has in history.”

“I’m just lucky.” I said smiling.

“I doubt that, while your talent has nothing to do with this. I have an idea as to why you’re so talented at this.”

“Why?” Master asked.

“Well, it’s just a theory, but I’ve read it in a few books that if a pony has a near death accident or similar event, they can unlock a hidden or second ability. They don’t get a second cutie mark, but they are unnaturally skilled at another skill.”

“I had one.” I said without thinking.

“When? What happened!?” Twilight asked, and I looked away.

“Twilight, you promised.” Master said frowning.

“Right, sorry, but it’s just sad that you are in pain and you won’t talk.”

“Please, don’t make me.”

“I won’t. Just know if you need to talk. I’m here no matter what the situation is. I’m a princess and I can help you.”

“I’m sure you can, and I might ask you one day. But it isn’t now.”

“So long as you know the offer is there, I'll stop.” She sighed. “Anyway, that’s why I think Scootaloo is suddenly able to learn everything so fast. I read in one book that when that happens, that another pony’s soul goes into your body, and you gain their skill.” I smiled, and Master bit his lip a little.

“Is that true?” Master asked. She looked at him, then to me.

“Um, well, I don’t know. I’ve never found hard proof pony souls exist.”

“My late daughter had the ability to learn extremely fast.” Twilight’s eyes went wide, and she looked down.

“I’m sorry.” He said quickly. “I didn’t know, but the chance of that being real, well, I wouldn’t be able to tell you.” He looked down, and I paused. If that was true, and I had somehow gotten his daughter’s soul in me, then that would explain so much. His bond with me has always been one of a father, or at least from what I gathered.

“It’s fine, but that would explain why I noticed Scootaloo so easily.”

“Don’t let that.” He looked at her. “Don’t project onto Scootaloo. That was just a rumor. I don’t even know if it’s true or not.” Master nodded as I smiled a little. “Anyway, it’s bedtime, and you should both go home.” I nodded, getting up with Master.

“Oh, I should just teleport us.” I looked at him. Teleporting was tiring, but I guess he wanted to get to bed soon. His horn lit up, and we teleported. I landed softly onto the bed and smiled as he stretched next to the bed.

“What a day.” I took off my clothes tossing them.

“Yeah, it was a big one. Almost got into a fight with your parents.” He chuckled. No Twilight and the others had, not him.

“Is my mom that great?” He got onto the bed moving the sheets.

“Yeah, she’s quite feared in the royal world, but that’s in court, not in battle or anything else. So don’t get ahead of yourself.”

“Master I would never.” He hugged me, and I grinned. “You are a wonderful Master, I couldn’t ask for a better one.” He smiled and kissed my head. “You know I love you, and I’m sorry for what I said to you.”

“It was fun talking to you today. Don’t worry about it.”

“Thank you so much, Master. You are so kind to me.” I nuzzled him, and we fell asleep like always.

I woke up before him and looked at him. I nuzzled him a little, closing my eyes. He was a great bed buddy; I loved his warmth. Just the way his body molded around mine was beautiful.

Thoughts went across my mind, but if I woke him up again tied up like yesterday, I know it would end very badly for me. I smiled getting him ready. He shifted a little in his sleep as I put on the double header. Last time, he seemed overly playful; I doubted a second time with him half-awake would be met so kindly.

He turned over on his belly almost instinctively as I paused. I wouldn’t be able to suck him like this, but he was more than ready for me whether he was like this or not. I slid into him, and he grunted still asleep. He was as heavy a sleeper as Dash. Probably even heavier than her actually, but I didn’t want to test it.

I started, and he moaned in his sleep as he became hard. He was heavy, so moving him a little with my thrusts was impressive to me. He finished, sending his seed onto the sheets. Making me smile, but then frown as a bit of jealousy went through me. I was going to have to lick this bed and him clean.

His seed poured out, surprising me how much he had, but I kept going keeping him hard. He finally woke up feeling the warm seed under him. I chuckled; he was probably drowning in a sea of his seed. He looked at me behind him. I thrusted, and he looked down realizing what had happen.

“Ugh, Scootaloo. You have to stop using my flank in the morning like this.” He moaned a little as I kept going.

“I’m sorry, but you like it.” He groaned a little falling into his pool of seed.

“Well, I’m not going to argue with you. Just finish, please.” I thrusted, and with his seed on the bed, I moved him easily as he squeezed his insides a bit, making the double header hit me back. I moaned. “Oh, you’ve not even finished once, have you?”

“Nope, the feeling is dulled today.” He grunted. “Can you turn over?” He looked down and sighed turning over and laying his back into the pool. I moved with his body not pulling out of him.

“Happy?”

“Extremely happy.” I smiled and started to lick him clean, making him get harder. I smiled as I cleaned him perfectly. He looked at me, breathing a little hard and probably still rather tired. I started to play with his stallion hood, making me smile as I sucked out the rest and licked along his shaft.

“Wow, how long have...” He looked at the clock. I had kept him on the edge. We had gone at it for a while, but I was far from fulfilled. “I do have a meeting later today. I guess you missed school and whatnot.”

“It’s fine. It’s not against the law for me to miss to please my Master. I mean, you are happy with how I’m doing this, right?”

“I don’t know why, but you’ve just hit me in the right spot. I’ve tried stallions before after my wife died. Some notion of protecting our marriage, but they hurt. You are just like something else I can’t describe it well.” I giggled a little.

“Thank you Master.”

“Are you happy?” I stopped for a moment. “I mean with doing this? I know you started it, but did you want it?”

“Master, this makes me feel so good to be able to do it. It gives me control. You’re my Master, and I owe you everything. I have nothing without you, but this is—it just feels like you love me enough to let me do as I like.” He relaxed.

“Then enjoy me however you like.”

“Well, first of all, I’m going to lick the bed and your back clean, I don’t like the fact that you gave the bed your seed.” He paused. “While it doesn’t taste like the greatest thing, it’s certainly mine and nothing else's!”

“Alright, I’m fine with that.” He said eyeing me.

“And know if you ever cheat on me, I'll cut it off.” He paused. “I mean that; I'll do it while you sleep.” He gulped. Right now, I had just enough control. “And don’t, oh.” I moaned as I finished for the first time. I stopped and stared at him. I wanted more.

“Oh wow, I felt that.” He said having felt me go in all the way.”

“Maybe a whore or two will be dinner?” I suggested.

“If you like, I can arrange it for you.”

“Wonderful.” I started licking him. “Tell me, are you relaxed?” I kept licking “I know my tongue does that to you, but I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“I wouldn’t be up or covered in my own seed if you were. Now, can you finish me?” He asked as I smiled, thrusting as I sucked him, making him finish. I pulled his member out and used his stallion-hood like a hose blasting me with his seed. I was using the tip and rubbing it against my body, soaking me completely, and dripping onto him. “Um, did you?”

“Yep.” I rubbed onto him, and I thrust, making him stay up but not hard. “And I’m not done yet Master.” He eyed me smiling a little, but he was clearly tired. “I want a third time from you.”

“I don’t know if I have it. Two seems to be my limit.”

“And those two lasted so very long, but let’s try.” I started thrusting into him as he slowly got harder. I stopped after a while and unstrapped myself. I moved going onto him being plenty ready. He bit his lip at me tightening around him. His seed was plenty of lubricant.

He turned me around and let me clean the bed sheets having been kept warm by his body heat, and I moaned. Nothing compared to real flesh. He paused after a while. He picked me up, surprising me, and took me into the shower. Setting me down, I turned around, and he made me move on top of him.

“We need to clean you up, you dirty little filly.” I grinned. I started to twist my hips as he pushed me down as far as I could go, hitting something inside me. I bit my lip, and he smiled. He could only fit little more than half inside me. If he went all the way inside me I would probably be choking from it.

“Master, what did you hit?”

“You’re still a filly. Your tubes haven’t fully developed yet, so I can’t even go half way with you yet. Once you get old enough, I'll be able to fit it all into you.” I smiled at the thought. Oh, that was going to be the day. “Either way, you’ll feel great.” I squeezed him, and he started as I finished, releasing him. I moaned as he kept going and finally finished inside me. I had gotten used to it by now.

“Master.” He really poured into me, and I smiled.

“There we go, nice and done.” I smirked, getting off him.

“Very.” He kissed me, and I smiled, kissing him back. After we cleaned up, I got dressed into another outfit.

Author's Note

also special thanks to Midnight Legend for editing!