Chapter 8: A Dog-Eat-Dog World

The next morning Ponyville was preparing to see off Princess Celestia and the Elements of Harmony in the market place. Spike and Rarity were standing off in one corner, trying to look inconspicuous and failing miserably at it.

“You look good in that uniform,” Spike commented, looking away with a blush.

“Oh, that's nice of you to say, darling,” the white unicorn replied. “But it's awfully drab. I wish I could just spruce it up a bit.”

It was true. In their grey uniforms the five mares looked much the same as any other officer in the market place being seen off by their loved ones. The only thing setting them apart were the golden necklaces inlaid with gems that resembled their cutie marks, the Elements of Harmony.

Velvet sighed. Those two still had a long way to go. Something odd happened then. Rarity excused herself for a moment and waved Velvet over to her into the shadows of a house.

“I'm not gonna do anything to him while you're gone,” Velvet promised as she walked over to her. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. Did I say that right?”

Rarity smiled. “Yes, darling and I do appreciate it. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Oh? Then what is it?”

“It's about Twilight. Now this may just be a wild stab in the dark, but there might be a way to get some information on what happened to her.”

“Really?” Velvet said breathlessly. A glimmer of hope at last. “Tell me, please.”

Rarity mustered the novelist for a moment, as if considering something and then nodded. “Tell me. Have you ever heard of the Diamond Dogs?”

Velvet blinked. “Yes, I have. Only stories though. They're underground dwellers who are obsessed with gems.”

The fashionista nodded. “That's not all there is to them, though. They kidnapped me a while back and while I was with them, I learned a few things. They are just as likely to trade as they are to steal. They're information brokers, you see. Burrows are all over the world. Zebraca, Saddle Arabia, Camelu, even Griffonia and there's one here right outside Ponyville. Selling secrets is an easy way for them to get gems.”

“You think they might know something about what happened to Twilight?”

“They might,” Rarity replied, though there was a measure of doubt in her voice. “But it's not gonna be easy to get them to talk. It'll be dangerous to contact them and you can never under any circumstances trust them completely.”

Velvet gulped. This was not gonna be a walk in the park. Mulling it over in her mind, she finally steeled herself. “I have to try, if it could lead me to Twilight.”

Rarity smiled and moved closer to give her a kiss on the cheek, thus covering up the fact that she was slipping the older mare a piece of paper. “Follow these directions and you'll find their caves. You'll have to go in alone or they'll smell foul play. But I'm sure a mare with your 'talents' can handle them easily. I did.”

“Thank you, Rarity.” Then she glanced over at Spike. “Aren't you gonna say goodbye to him?”

The dressmaker bit her lower lip. “Oh, I couldn't. It just wouldn't be seemly to do such a thing in public.”

“Come on, you said it yourself. You wasted a lot of time. What have you got to lose?”

Rarity seemed to be torn for a moment, but finally took heart. “Oh, buck it. You're right. What's the point in holding back now?” Her confidence growing with each step, she strode over towards the dragon, grabbed his hips, sweeping him off his feet and gave him a long and passionate kiss.

There were quite a few raised eyebrows, but all of their friends started to grin, when they realized what was going on.

After Rarity had broken off the kiss, the blushing Spike coughed. “Take care of yourself out there. And please come back to me.”

“I will,” she said. “Now that I have a reason to come back.” Then she joined the other Element bearers with a quick step.

Pinkie was hooting. “Go, Rarity! We better pick up some chocolates and nylons you can give to Spike on our way back.”

The white unicorn blushed, but her smile remained unbroken as she straightened her hat and got into marching formation next to her pink friend.

Velvet looked over at Fluttershy, who was saying her goodbyes to Snowflake. She shyly gave him a peck on the cheek and joined her friends with a blush. Had they as well used last night to … ? No way, Velvet told herself. Fluttershy wasn't that kind of a mare. There was something distinctly funny about the way she walked, though that might have been the nervousness of going to war.

“'Tention!!” General Battle Axe bellowed and every pony in uniform quickly straightened. He walked down the line and saluted Princess Celestia. “Ready to move out, your highness,” he reported.

Celestia nodded. “Thank you, General.” She paused a moment to gather her thoughts, before addressing the troops. “My little ponies, my brave little ponies. It is with a heavy heart I ask this duty of you. Many of you have never seen battle and if you live to come back home, you'll not be the same. Remember that you do this not for yourselves. You do this to ensure a brighter future for your friends, for your loved ones, for every foal yet to be born. Keep that in mind always. That is all.” She nodded towards the General.

“Companyyyy! Forwaaaaard … “ he paused to make sure all the officers were ready. “MARCH!” he bellowed.

Like a single creature with a multitude of legs the army began to surge forward in a steady, measured beat. Many of the civilians who had gathered were waving with tears in their eyes. Velvet stood next to Spike, draping an arm around his shoulders. “You alright?”

Spike nodded. His eyes were glazed over. “She used her tongue, auntie.”

Velvet began to chuckle despite herself. Her eyes drifted across the market place and fell on Night Light, who was watching the procession somberly. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments, before Velvet looked away. Gingerly she took the piece of paper Rarity had given her and unfolded it. It was time for her to meet with some dogs.

* * *

So far so good, Velvet told herself as she was led down the dark cavern by two guards. Having finished her preparations, she had simply strode up to one of the holes outside Ponyville and, once approached by the guards, had told them that she was looking for information and was prepared to pay for it.

She hated herself for what she was about to do, but once again rationalized it away. This was for Twilight. So she centred herself and slipped into character. It was a trick she had picked up from a couple of actors, when her novel 'From Stalliongrad with Love' had been adapted into a stage play.

“My name is Honey Trap,” she told herself. “I'm a secret agent for the Equestrian Intelligence Service. My mission is to find information about the whereabouts of Princess Twilight Sparkle.” This was on a completely different level than what she had done with Pinkie Pie. For the next couple of hours Twilight Velvet would not exist. Instead she would completely become the character from her own book. “My name is Honey Trap, secret agent for the EIS.”

“Hey, you. Quit mumbling to yourself over there,” one of the guards said.

Velvet took a deep breath, her whole demeanor changing. She was calm, stood a little taller and a playful smile moved across her lips. “Sorry, handsome,” she said in a voice that was much more breathy than usual for her and gave the guard a smouldering look. “It's just that I always get so excited to meet new people. Makes me wanna get … intimate.”

The guard dog gulped, looking at the mare clad in a short, black one piece dress and a pink feather boa. The getup was all part of the persona. “That's alright,” he said. “Just keep moving. The bosses are up there.”

Seeing that the guard was no longer watching her, she took out a small, white pill from its hiding place underneath her shoulder strap and quickly swallowed it. Nopony knew she was here, so there was no backup. Everything had to go according to plan, just right.

The group came around a corner and the tunnel opened up into a spacious cavern ahead. Oil lamps gave off a warm glow which was refracted by the different kinds of gems embedded in the walls. In the middle of the large room stood a rickety table around which three diamond dogs were sitting.

They seemed to be engrossed in a game of cards. The medium sized one with the red vest seemed to be the leader as indicated by the extra gem on his collar. Furthermore there was a rather large one and a smaller one. “Got any nines?” the biggest one asked.

“Go fish,” the lead dog replied with a bored expression.

“Someone here to see you, boss,” one of the guards said with a cough.

Three pairs of eyes turned around and mustered the new arrival. “What is it? Why did you bring a pony here?” the leader said. “I told you no more ponies after that whining thing.”

“You might want to hear me out first,” Velvet said, taking a step forward. “I have a business proposition for you, if you answer some of my questions.”

“You came to ask us stuff?” the smallest of the three asked. “You pay. Gems for information.”

“My, straight to business. I thought we should get to know each other a little first.” Velvet sauntered over to the table and sat down on the lap of the biggest dog without hesitation. “Can I get a name?”

“It's Bucko,” the dog replied, slightly salivating. He pointed at the smallest dog. “That's Shorty and the boss is named Chuck. What about you, pony?”

“You can call me Honey,” she replied with a wink. “All my 'close' friends do.” As she spoke those words she slightly began shifting her weight in his lap and sure enough something was stirring underneath her.

She could feel Shorty's hungry eyes on her, but Chuck seemed unimpressed. “Get to the point, pony. Do you have gems? Then we have information.”

Velvet pursed her lips in a pout. “I'm afraid I don't have any gems for you fine gentledogs.”

“Then why are you wasting our time?”

That was definitely the one she had to win over, Velvet realized. So she stood up, giving Bucko a scratch under his chin while doing so and moved over to Chuck. She stood behind his chair and, taking off the feather boa, she draped it around his neck while pressing her breasts against his back. “You see, I didn't see any women coming down here. It must get awfully lonely.”

“Our bitches are back in our home country,” Bucko explained. “Only dogs come out here to hunt for gems.”

“Really? You must be positively pent up,” Velvet said, her fingers drawing circles on Chuck's bare chest underneath his red vest. She nibbled at his ear and whispered. “If you could help me, I'd be very grateful.” What she had just suggested basically came down to prostitution. Velvet knew that in the back of her mind. But she was ready to go that far for Twilight's sake.

Chuck seemed to consider the offer. “Well, we might make an exception. What exactly would you like to know?”

She had them. “I want everything you know about Princess Twilight Sparkle and what's happened to her.” A thought occurred to her. Might as well make the best of this situation. “Also the Changelings have launched an invasion that took everypony by surprise. I wanna know about that, too.”

“That's quite the tall order, Honey. You're gonna have to make it worth our while.”

“Yes,” Shorty said, jumping up onto the table. “First show us what you've got.”

Velvet had expected that much. “Certainly,” she said calmly, moving away from the table and turning her back toward them. She looked over her shoulder, giving them a wink and began to remove her shoulder straps ever so slowly. She could feel their eyes penetrating her skin and moved her ass seductively as she wiggled out of the dress. When it had fallen to the ground, she kicked it away and turned around, giving the three a full view of her naked beauty.

The gasps from the dogs told her that her plan had worked as expected. She wasn't wearing any underwear, so now she stood there in only her black stockings and high heels. The cold draft in the cavern made her nipples stand erect. “Like what you see?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

Bucko and Shorty were ready to jump her, but Chuck held up one paw. “Wait. We do appreciate beautiful things, like gems. The last pony who came in here was beautiful, too. But she wouldn't work. First we need to be sure you have the skill as well. Guards!”

In a flash five of the muscular guard dogs had assembled in a circle around her. While still wearing their breastplates and helmets that covered their faces, they had dropped their pants already.

Velvet licked her lips, seeing the large canine cocks standing already at half mast. “Do I have a time limit for this?”

“Five minutes,” Chuck said.

“I'll do it in three,” Velvet announced confidently and dropped to her knees. She reached out to her left and right, running her hands along the shafts of two of them while taking the one in front of her into her mouth and began to blow.

She went down the line, making sure to take each one of them into her mouth at least once. Some of the guards were getting restless now, grabbing at her boobs and head, wanting another turn.

With no time to waste, Velvet decided to go in for the kill. She removed her hands and mouth altogether and fired up her horn, engulfing the five cocks around her in the blue glow of her magic. With a smile she pushed up her breasts and threw back her head. “Come on, then. Give it to me.”

The unicorn mare opened her mouth wide and let her tongue hang out, preparing herself for the seed. Her magic smoothly squeezed the five cocks and the hounds growled. With one final push they howled, releasing their seed simultaneously. From all sides the sticky, white dog cum hit her, covering her breasts, sticking to her mane and she caught some in her mouth.

When they were done, Velvet licked her lips with a smack and visibly swallowed what was in her mouth. She rubbed the cum on her breasts into her skin. “Two minutes flat,” she announced to the three leaders. “Skilled enough for ya?”

They nodded dumbly, saliva gathering in the corners of their mouths.

Velvet chuckled, turning around on all fours and sticking her ass out toward them, giving them a full view of her secret spot. Only now did she realize that her pussy was in fact dripping wet. For a moment she wondered whether she was actually turned on by the situation or whether this was her mind and body embracing the persona of Honey Trap a little too much. She put the thought out of her mind. She wasn't out of the woods yet. “Now, about that business proposition I mentioned.”

“Deal,” Shorty and Bucko said in unison. The smaller dog jumped over the table and raced over to her, almost tripping on his pants as he threw them off.

But when he grabbed her ass, she quickly moved her tail to cover to entrance. “Uh-uh,” she said. “First I wanna make sure you actually know something about the Princess and the Changelings. Otherwise no hankey pankey.”

Being denied so close to the fulfilment of his desires, Shorty nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes, we know. The Changeling army, it's a trap. And the Princess … “

“That's enough,” Chuck said sternly. Unlike the other two he seemed to still have some of his wits about him and he hadn't stood up. “We have your information. Payment first.”

Velvet frowned. She already knew that there was something fishy about the way the Changelings were conducting their military campaign. But the dogs did have information about Twilight, that much was certain now. She didn't think that Shorty had the mental capacity to lie about having the info, especially since his blood wasn't in his brain but rather half a meter lower at the moment.

She would have to go through with it to fully pump them for the info and that meant getting pumped by them first. Removing her tail and freeing the way, she said: “Go on, then. We'll get to the pillow talk later.”

Not missing a beat, Shorty grabbed her ass and thrust himself in to the hilt, not that he was too well endowed in the first place, so Velvet could handle him easily. He obviously wasn't one for extended foreplay as he began to hump her wildly while panting in short breaths.

“You're an eager beaver, aren't you,” she commented, beginning to moan. Meanwhile Bucko had moved up in front of her. “And what can I do for you, big guy?” she asked with a smile.

Silently the large dog dropped his pants, letting his member dangle proudly in front of her.

Velvet gulped. “My, that is a massive size. Better take it slow … “

But before she could finish, Bucko had already grabbed her head and thrust himself past her lips. “No talk, suck,” he said simply.

The writer could only do so much to keep herself from gagging as the tip hit the back of her throat. Bucko began to move his hips back and forth vigorously. Slowly she began to adjust to the massive length that was beating down past her lips and began to move her tongue.

A slap on her ass made her flinch. “Good pony. This is much better than the stuck up unicorn who was here a while ago,” Shorty laughed.

They both increased their thrusts. She could see now how Bucko had come by his name as he hammered away. He wasn't so much getting a blowjob as he was facebucking her and he was drawing closer fast. Velvet gripped the the floor of the cave as she prepared for the inevitable.

With a shudder the big lug came inside her mouth just as Shorty unloaded his cum inside her pussy. There was a lot, but it was nothing compared to Spike's ejaculation a few days ago, so Velvet managed to drink down every last drop. Breathing through her nose, she rested a moment, but then her eyes went wide. It felt like they were both swelling up at the base.

That was right, they were dogs, she reminded herself. This was what was called knotting. A stifled moan escaped the corners of her mouth as she could feel Shorty's thickening dick press down on her inner walls. He was lodged in tightly now. In turn her moan transmitted to Bucko's cock, making him swell up as well and fill up her mouth.

“Round two,” Bucko said simply as he started again. His moves were quicker and shorter this time, since he could not pull out his full length. Not soon after Shorty began to hump her again as well. There was no way of stopping them now, until they had pumped all of their seed into her.

To expedite the process, Velvet began to wiggle her hips and move her jaw up and down, essentially chewing out the cock she was sucking on. From the way he shuddered, Bucko enjoyed the sensation.

Again it didn't take much for them to reach climax, since they were already pretty sensitive from their first ejaculation. Bucko startled her, when he pinched her nose. “Drink it all down, pony.”

The feeling of the cum pouring down her throat coupled with the lack of oxygen, brought Velvet herself over the edge and she clamped down on Shorty's cock, who responded to the pressure by painting her innards white for a second time.

The two of them were spent and fell back, pulling out in the process. Shorty's knot came free with a resounding plop and the cum started to flow out of her gaping hole and onto the floor. That was two down, but Velvet wasn't done yet. She forced herself to stand up on shaky legs and walked over to Chuck, who was still lounging in his chair, leaving the other two lying on the floor. “Your turn now,” she said.

The alpha dog gave her a look, rubbing her sticky marehood with a finger. “I don't care much for sloppy seconds.”

Velvet bent over the table and pulled her cheeks apart. “There's still one place left to bury a bone.”

He chuckled with a dirty grin and unbuckled his pants.

“I knew you were just pretending to be stoic,” Velvet said with a smirk, seeing his cock stand at full attention.

“I like to enjoy the show, before I go in myself,” he replied, grabbing her ass and spitting on her exposed anus. Velvet shuddered as his unmanicured fingernail pushed into her and began scraping against her insides in order to spread the saliva around.

“For Twilight,” she muttered to herself once more. “I'm Honey Trap, secret agent of the EIS.”

Judging that she was lubed up enough, he took his member in his hand and aimed it straight at Velvet's waiting ass. With a grunt he pushed himself in.

The writer turned spy groaned in pain. This was a big one, but she would have to endure it. Chuck began to pump her with long, deep penetrations, which surprised her a little. He showed much more self control than his fellows. Despite herself Velvet soon began to enjoy the experience, her groans gradually being replaced by moans of pleasure.

“You're a pony I can get behind,” Chuck said, “as well as get on top off.” With that he lifted up one leg and put his paw down on the table. He leaned forward, screwing his cock in even further and pushing Velvet down on the table top flat on her stomach. She could feel her nipples harden as they rubbed against the rough wood.

Then he really started to pump her. It felt like he was poking against her stomach. His cock was the perfect shape for anal sex, long and thin, yet hard and throbbing. Drawing closer to his climax, he let his tongue loll out, his saliva dripping down on Velvet's back.

He pushed down harder upon her to the point that Velvet was afraid the rickety table was gonna break and sped up his thrusts, his balls slapping against her wet pussy with sloshing noises. He jerked once and then Velvet could feel the hot stuff pouring into her ass.

“Let's make this go a little faster, shall we,” she said over her shoulder, clenching her teeth.

At first Chuck looked at her with a puzzled expression, but when the base of his cock began to swell up, he yelled out in surprise as Velvet countered the pressure by squeezing as hard as she could.

“What are you doing? You're gonna … “ But words failed him as he was immediately pushed into another orgasm. Velvet bit back her own cry and concentrated on keeping up the pressure. Twice more she repeated the process, milking him dry with continuous orgasms.

Finally he slumped back into his chair, his canine cock coming out without trouble, since he had spent every last drop and it had shrunken back to its normal size.

Velvet collected herself, panting. She wasn't done yet. Pushing herself up from the table, she turned around and sat in his lap, slinging her arms across his neck. The cum and love juices flowing out of her were pooling beneath them. “Now then,” she said. “I believe I've held up my end of the bargain. What about that information?”

The dog grinned at her. “Whatever you want, honey. You see, the disappearance of Princess Twilight and the Changeling invasion are actually connected.”

“How so?”

“That accident that happened in Cloudsdale a few days ago. Wasn't really an accident. They used it to lure the Princess out and now they got her. Prepare the way for the invasion.”

Velvet's eyes went wide. The Changelings had Twilight? “Where is she? Did they bring her to Chrysalis?”

Chuck shook his head weakly. “Nah, Queen's with her army in the west. Don't know where they got her. Probably with their top agent. Elusive fellow, can't even get a name on him, but he's been operating in Central Equestria for months. Damn good job he did, too. Even Celestia didn't see it coming.”

Velvet frowned. So the accident at the factory and Twilight's kidnapping had both been orchestrated by the Changelings. She nodded. “Princess Celestia needs to know about this at once. You're sure this is accurate?”

Chuck gave her a dirty grin. “I have no reason to lie to you. You see, honey, you've impressed me. So I've decided to keep you. You'll stay with us and be our little buck slave. So you're not gonna tell anyone.”

Rarity had been right. These curs couldn't be trusted. “What? We had an agreement!”

Chuck laughed loudly. “Your mistake then. You're gonna work for us during the day, digging up and hauling gems and then we'll work you even harder at night. We'll buck you silly before this is over.” He gave her a leering gaze. “You'll probably look real pretty in a maid's uniform and chained up in a cell.”

Velvet pretended to give him a shocked gasp, but then she simply smiled and scratched him under the chin like a puppy. “You're certainly welcome to try, but I don't expect you'll be able to do any enslaving for a while.” She calmly stood up and began to pick up her clothes.

“Do you think this is a joke, pony?” He tried to get up, but suddenly his eyes went wide. “What's going on? Why can't I move?” His voice was getting panicky as he struggled.

“Well,” Velvet mused, laying a thoughtful finger on her chin. “It might have something to do with that slow working paralyzing poison I took, before I came in here. It's transmitted via skin contact and bodily fluids, you see.”

Chuck growled. “You won't get away with this. Guards, get her!”

But Velvet moved aside with a smirk, opening his line of sight to the five guards and his two friends who were lying on the cave floor, feebly struggling against the effects of the drug as well. “Obviously I had my friend Zecora give me the antidote before I took it.” Having rearranged her dress, she moved back towards Chuck. She picked up the feather boa and draped it around his neck again. “Something to remember me by. You'll be alright in a couple hours.”

To drive in the knife even further, she kissed his cheek and ruffled his fur. “Who's been a good doggy? Who's been a good doggy?”

Chuck was simply glaring at her. “I'll get you for this, Honey!”

Velvet turned around and gave him a wave, her high heels clicking across the stone cave floor. “Oh, that's right. One other thing. My name isn't really Honey either. You should brush up on your reading. Ta-taa!”

As Twilight Velvet walked out to report her findings to Princess Celestia, an angry howl echoed across the seemingly endless cavern system of the Diamond Dogs.

Author's Note

Not gonna bore you with background info this time. Instead I'll leave you with this picture.
https://derpibooru.org/297747?scope=scpe50d94b9133a62fea016a075115cb23efc4e25589