Rarity's Fetish

by ObsessiveWatermelon

Rating: teen
Tags: Random
Length: 657

Rarity's days off with colts

Rarity's pays colts to make her dreams come true.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-21 22:29:37 UTC

Farm Colts

Rarity clipped the the hair piece on her model. He paused at the tugging at his hair.

"Are you almost done?"' Asked the colt posed in on her stand.

She ignored his question and made a hand motion that was a signal for him to lay on his back. Her horn glowed and a four set of socks ,matching her mane, landed near her model. She slipped one onto his hoof slowly causing him to shake.

"Is there much more?" The colt-cuddler ask the designer.

"Please stop going limp," She asked the tan-yellow pony. She finished with the socks and the moment her hooves were away he began to struggle. This sent her over the edge.

Her horn snapped into light and a cranberry ribbon floated around his front hooves.

"Wha-" yelped the crossdresser

"I'm docking your pay and you will be bound for the rest of the time. Was it worth it?" She asked the earth pony as she stroked his cheek.

She could have been tearing the skin from his face and her eyes would have the same dominating, angry stare. The unicorn exited the room leaving the worked pony in the same bound state. He could have escaped, but his "job" prevented this.

Rarity returned still wearing her class, but with a bottle of wine flowing near her head. Her mane however was combed so tight it looked painful. She sprawled herself on her favorite couch and titled her head setting the wine near the colt.

"Stand up Miss Caramel. I'm tired from a day of work. A properly aged wine should help." She stated with a fake tired frown.

The male rose and landed on his face. Rarity gave a chuckle that would cause anypony to fill with either shame or pride. Tear came from the innocent stallion's eyes. He used his two bound hooves to stand up and drag himself to the red bottle on the floor. He scooted across the carpet to where the white unicorn.

"Oh dear I forget to get a wine glass. Could you please fetch one?" She asked the worker who let the bottle roll on the floor as he turned on the carpet. The rug burn making him let out a tiny scream.

She eyed his tiny flank with a smile that mirrored Opal. His movement reminded her so much of her sister. She saw him balance on his back hooves and take the first curved glass in his sight. The colt laid his head on it's side. His upper chest in great pain.

"Pour me a half class. Ladies shouldn't get tipsy in each other's company." Rarity watched the struggle with a sweet smirk! She suddenly jolted and using magic summoned some blush to the colt's face making the already present one grow. He finally pour her the wine which she levitated to her lips.

"Aww you did a great job." The fashionsta responded to his action with stroke behind the ear.

Caramel sighed in relief as she sat for a few moments sipping. Her next movement caused him a shock. Rarity brought him with her magic between a white pair of legs and with in reach of a face. Her hooves pushed his behind him and she began to stroke his chest with slow strokes.

"Such a cutie. Why must you love stallions?" Rarity had heard of his girlfriend, but gossip had other opinions.

A tiny bell rang and Rarity fell back. A white light released Caramel from the ribbon. He tore the sock and began rubbing the sting of his chest.

"Your bits, minus what you lost, are behind those set of mannequins to the left. He looked over an the tiny closet in the wall. After a few arrangement to the fake models Caramel had gained his reduced pay for his modeling.

After Caramel had left with his tail between his legs Rarity began thinking for another willing stallion.