Smoke

The last train back south from the Crystal Empire was nearly abandoned. Sure, there were tourists, but the vast majority of ponies just coming up to see the sights made schedules that would get them home before midnight. Between that and my spending a bit extra, Jade and I had a private, luxury car on the train, with no pony to hassle us. Crimson plush seats, shining brass trimming and light fixtures, the works. Jade just sat looking at the scenery through the window. I mainly looked at her. Bright Jade was definitely going to draw in business at the club, but I needed to know how to use her.

“Hey, Jade.”

Jade turned from the window to look back at me with those big, sincere eyes of hers and set her hooves in her lap like an attentive school filly. “Yes sir?”

“I need to figure out just what to have you do when I get you back to the city.” I scratched idly at my muzzle. “You ever danced before?”

“No sir. We were all shut away for so long, and I was a slave before that. I wasn’t very old when Sombra took over the Crystal Empire.” Jade’s tone was somehow both apologetic and energetic. “I’ve done lots of manual labor, and the tour guide job. But I’ll learn to dance if you want, sir!”

I sighed and leaned back in the plush fabric of my seat. Of course not. That would’ve made her too perfect, and the only things that are ever too perfect are traps. “We’ll see. I was thinking dancer, but if you don’t know how, you’ll have to do something else while you learn. Not a big deal. You’re a pretty face; I can put you to work somewhere.”

A smile turned up Jade’s lips when I called her pretty. “Thank you, sir!”

“Yeah… you’re welcome.” I folded my forelegs and mused a bit. Ever since we both passed out, she’d been nothing but agreeable. Not just never unpleasant; Jade was eager to please, upset to disappoint, and practically nothing else. That’s all there was to her. I was getting worried that I’d broken her somehow. She’d do fine working for me, but if this was how it was always going to be, whatever this power was wouldn’t be nearly so useful. Not to mention being surrounded by so many chipper mares would drive me up a damn wall. I was going to have to see just what I could and couldn’t manage, and Jade couldn’t help with that. I needed somepony fresh to try things on.

“Sir? Is everything okay?”

Jade was looking at me with her brow just a bit furrowed. She could do cute, not just beautiful. If I could get her trained right, she’d absolutely be the Tall Tail’s star attraction. I needed to figure out what was going on between those perky green ears of hers.

“Yeah, Jade. So, why’d you come around? You were throwing me out, now you’re all mine. What’s the deal?” I expected some sort of reaction out of her. Offense at my lack of trust maybe. I got total deadpan.

“I don’t know. When I woke up, I just knew. Before, all kinds of things mattered. I had a new job, we were all free, I had Marquise Cut dating me… lots of things, and they all seemed super important! Then I woke up, and I just knew I was your mare. None of the rest of it mattered because you didn’t say it did.”

I felt a bit of a twinge at the mention of her boyfriend. It passed in a hurry; after all, I’d thrown out his picture just hours before. But the twinge still happened. What was that about? I decided to deal with one problem at a time.

“So you don’t care about anything unless I say to? Is that it?”

Jade nodded seriously, bobbing her mane around. “I’m yours. Other stuff just gets in the way. Are you sure nothing’s wrong, sir?” Jade cocked her head and furrowed her brow again.

“Yeah, fine. Still just trying to figure out where to use you when we get back.” Definitely broken. I clenched my jaw. If this was how things were going to work every time, I’d have to scrap my expansion plans. A dozen mares acting like that after talking to me? Nothing suspicious there at all.

An attendant slipped into our car just then, notepad at the ready. Owning a nightclub gives a stallion an eye for mares. This one wasn’t anything special, but she had nothing to be ashamed of, either. Short cut lavender mane on a blue coat, slim, wearing the bright red side cap all the attendants wore. No wings, no horn. “Plainly pretty,” I’d say, but her bored expression might’ve been costing her points. Her approach was quick, but apathetic.

“Can I get your orders for dinner?” The mare hadn’t even looked either of us in the eye. No greeting, no manners. She wouldn’t last five seconds at the Tall Tail. I was about to take her to task over it, but Bright Jade opened her mouth first.

“I’d like a daisy sandwich, please.”

The attendant scribbled in her notebook. “Daisy sandwich. Right. And you?” Still, the mare hadn’t looked up from her pad. She was just here to get paid, precisely the kind of employee I hated most.

I unclenched my teeth long enough to answer. I wanted to be rid of her. “Garden salad.” The rude attendant didn’t even acknowledge me before flipping her pad closed and walking back the way she came. I glared fit to set her tail on fire.

When she left, I turned to Jade. “Now something’s wrong. That service is unacceptable for what we paid! I’ve got half a mind to go find her boss.”

Jade nodded calmly. “She’s not very good at her job.” I nodded my agreement and sat fuming while we waited. Jade went back to looking out the window. At least she wasn’t so chatty anymore. Maybe whatever went wrong in her head was worth that.

We sat in silence while we waited for our meals. Fortunately, it was a short wait. Unfortunately, I could see from my seat that the order was botched—a pair of garden salads were headed toward us. The attendant pushed her cart up, gave both to me, and turned to walk away with a mumbled, “Enjoy.”

Beside me, Jade made a face. “Aww… this isn’t what I ordered!”

The attendant halted, turned, and failed to offer any apology at all. “Yeah. The sandwich fell off the cart.”

I’d had it, and I felt the smoke in me churn. Glaring at the mare as she turned to leave again, I realized I’d found that test subject. Before I could rise to grab her though, I noticed the smoke forming on my body and seeping away! I pushed aside my shock, and went back to glaring at the mare’s retreating plot. The smoke slithered from my body across the floor, like a black mist rolling in. It snaked its way toward her, just fast enough to slink up a leg, across the mare’s back, and to her head before she got out of our car. I faintly made out a strangled gasp from her direction.

Jade was looking back and forth between the mare and me, wide-eyed and confused. “S-sir?”

I leaned back into my soft seat again, smiling more broadly than I had since boarding. I didn’t know for sure how this would work, but I was sure the attendant would be getting a lesson in manners. The excitement I felt had every muscle in my body tense.

“Come back here.”

The attendant turned around and walked back, stopping directly adjacent to my seat. That’s when I saw it. The smoke had slipped into her ears and nose. Her eyes lacked their shine, and her mouth hung slack. If she was still in there, she wasn’t showing it.

“Why didn’t you get Jade another sandwich instead of just grabbing whatever?” I wanted an explanation.

The attendant spoke as if she were half asleep and the words were being pulled out of her. It was oddly erotic, and I started to stiffen. “Too much trouble… didn’t want… to go back to the dining car…”

“Too much trouble” is the single least acceptable reason for poor customer service. I snapped. “Customers who pay for first class, deserve first class service!” My voice was scarcely less than a shout, and it finally dragged Jade’s attention away from the smoke tethering me to our third-rate attendant. To my surprise, though, the attendant just nodded.

“First class… service.” Her tone was as strange as before, and hard to hear over the rattling of the train, but it was still getting me hard. I wanted to see just how far my control would stretch.

I got up and stepped around beside the attendant, then looked back to Bright Jade, where she sat stunned at what was happening right before her eyes. “Jade, sit in my seat, and put that salad on your lap.” If this smoke was doing what it looked like, I was in for some amusement.

Jade obeyed, setting my salad in her seat. “Sir? I don’t understand. What’s going on?” I didn’t actually care to explain; Jade’s surprise would make it all the more amusing.

I sat in the aisle and got comfortable. “Don’t worry about it. Just cooperate. This lousy worker is going to give you better customer service than she’s ever imagined.” Jade didn’t seem particularly reassured, but she did as she was told. I turned back to my guinea pig.

“You’re going to give Jade the first class customer service she deserves. You’re going to feed her that salad, one bite at a time. With your mouth.”

The attendant stepped forward. “Customer… service.” She leaned down and picked up several leaves of lettuce with her lips, then looked up to Jade, who was staring in shock.

“Come on, Jade. Open your mouth for her.” I smirked. There was something erotic about this, but Jade’s dismay made it all the better.

“I… yes sir.” Jade opened her mouth, and the attendant leaned forward, carefully placing the leaves into Jade’s mouth. One slipped and fell back into the bowl, and I poked the attendant with a hoof.

“Not good enough. Get that salad into her mouth. If you have to touch, then you have to touch. You can’t be afraid if you’re going to give good service!”

Smoke still trailing into her ears and nostrils, the attendant nodded and lowered her head back to the bowl. “I’ll use… my lips.” She was speaking more clearly, though she still sounded far away. Either it was working better, or she was breaking loose. As she took a cherry tomato between her lips and raised her head, I bet on the former. Without hesitation, she pressed the tomato against Jade’s lips, using her tongue to push it in. Jade’s cheeks lit bright red, but she saw me smiling and kept quiet.

The attendant lowered her head once more, and came up with another bite of salad. Again, she pressed her muzzle to Jade’s as I watched from the side. Bite by bite, kiss by kiss, the salad disappeared. Her task done, the attendant stood silently. I got an evil idea, and decided to take this further.

“Jade needs dessert. Let her eat your pie.”

Jade looked to the cart, confused. There were no deserts, pie or otherwise. The attendant softly mumbled, “I have… no pie.”

Grinning ear to ear, I reached a hoof forward and flipped the attendant’s tail over her back, then patted at her sex. To my surprise and pleasure, it was already wet. “This pie. Let her eat it.”

For the first time, the attendant stalled, but I noticed the smoke entering her grow thicker. She nodded, turned, and backed toward Jade. “Please, enjoy the pie.”

Jade looked at me, horrified, her ears laid back. “Sir! I… I want to do what I’m told, but that’s… I can’t! I just ca—aah…” Jade’s voice trailed off as I lifted a smoky hoof to her head. The swirling darkness slipped right into her ears, and Jade relaxed silently in her seat.

“Eat the pie, Jade.”

My lovely crystal mare nodded and leaned forward, nuzzling at the attendant’s sex for a moment before sticking out her tongue. Jade began to lick, and I stroked her mane, the smoke swirling around her head as I did. “Good girl. How is it?”

Jade’s voice was as distant as the attendant’s. “It’s… awful.” Well that was no fun.

“No, Jade. That’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever tasted. You love that pie. It’s making you greedy for more.”

“Aah… ahhh…” Jade’s resistance faltered as the smoke began to slide into her nostrils as well. Her licking got rougher, and I could see the juices flowing from the attendant’s pussy. “…so good…” Jade pressed her muzzle into the attendant’s folds, and despite my control, the train worker moaned.

“Good girl, Jade. You love it. Keep going.” I pressed Jade’s face into the wet sex before it, and she licked loudly, rubbing at it with her muzzle. “Little bites, Jade. Don’t hurt, now.” Jade’s lips pulled back, and she gently took the attendant’s nether lips between her teeth, tugging a bit. I turned my attention back to the attendant.

“This is good customer service. Giving a customer your delicious pie when you’ve made a mistake is only natural.” She nodded. “You’re going to give good customer service from now on, aren’t you? That’s what you’re for. Serving.” The mare nodded again, her lavender mane slipping forward a bit.

As Jade continued to nibble, lick, and tug in back, I lifted my other hoof and turned the attendant’s head to face me. The lack of light in her eyes made me harder than ever. “You gave me bad service, too. You never looked me in the eye. From now on, you’re going to give the very best service. Do you understand?”

The attendant nodded, her chin in my hoof. “Good. From now on, you look customers in the eye, and you do anything they ask.”

The mare adjusted her glance ever so slightly, to look me straight in the eye. “Anything… you say. Anything…”

I smiled and gestured to my stiff dick. “Anything. Suck me off.”

The attendant lowered her head and took in half of my shaft at once, immediately beginning to bob on it. Still moaning from Jade’s ministrations in the back, she slipped more in, allowing me to feel the vibrations. I wasn’t going to last long. The show had been too much, and this was more than icing on the cake. I bucked my hips, watching the expressionless stare on the attendant’s face as I shoved further in. Her tongue worked my shaft, and I held her head, sliding in and out as Jade continued to bury her muzzle in my plaything’s pussy. A few more thrusts and another moan, and I could take no more. I held the mare’s head to me and poured my seed down her throat. Reeling in the afterglow, I lay back, still holding her lips to my cock as I continued to shoot. I was reminded of the cave, and how I’d filled Jade completely. I just kept cumming, and the attendant’s stomach began to visibly fill as I gasped on the ground.

The attendant moaned even louder as Jade finally got her off, my cock still in her throat. Finally, I finished and released her head. “Lick your lips, and go wipe off your pussy. Remember to give good service from now on.

“Yes. Good service.” My smoke receded from the attendant’s face, but as she came to herself she gave no sign that anything was out of the ordinary.

“Sorry about before sir. I hope I made up for it, and that your friend enjoyed her pie. Please enjoy the rest of your trip.” With that, she turned and walked away.

I looked to Jade, still under the effects of the smoke. “You enjoyed that.” Jade nodded, and satisfied, I let the smoke recede.

Jade looked down at me, still reclined on the floor. “I’m glad she tried to fix things, sir. Here, let me give you back your seat.”

Jade scooted back to her own seat, and passed me my salad as I sat. At long last, I dug in. It was absolutely the best salad I’d ever tasted.