Perspective: Diamond Tiara

Diamond squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable. Applebloom had left a little while ago after she finished suspending her using the ropes from the dresser. Her breasts were bound painfully tight, with rope wrapped around each several times and connecting to a complex web that wrapped around most of her limbless body and yet hid none of it…if anything the many ropes had been placed to enhance and call attention to her body’s assets, such as the pair of ropes outlining her sex and running up the crack of her ass. It also consequently put pressure on the buttplug that was her tail. Always reminding her of the presence of the damnable thing every time she moved, sending unwanted spikes of pleasure shooting up her spine as it pressed on her insides.
The spoiled mare was starting to regret her larger breasts now; they were blood gorged and tender from the bindings, and much heavier than she expected them to be. It made her wonder how Applebloom could even walk as much as she did with her similarly sized bust. Her breasts hurt, and she wanted to go home and just plan her revenge against Applebloom for doing this to her. That ring had to have a counter…and was probably illegal to boot. Diamond would have smiled…if she had a mouth at the moment, but Applebloom had even taken that away along with her arms and legs. She would really have liked to have even one arm back right now, if only to deal with something that was becoming an increasing problem.

Her pussy burned with need, thanks to that shot Applebloom gave her earlier, Diamond almost felt like she was in heat again. Every time her mind tried to formulate a plan of escape, her thoughts inevitably turned to thoughts of stallions…preferably large Earth Pony stallions with bodybuilder muscles and massive cocks…ready to whisk her away and… Diamond shook her head desperately to try and banish those thought…they weren’t helping her! If anything, they just made the burning need worse. Fortunately, she was momentarily distracted by the sound of the door opening behind her, Applebloom must have come back to finally let her down. Diamond turned her head to try and catch sight of her tormentor…only to see it wasn’t Applebloom standing in the doorway, not unless the farm mare had suddenly turned into a slender Unicorn with a white coat, a pink and purple two tone mane, and a cutie mark of a heart and wedding bell…

Perspective: Sweetiebelle

Sweetiebelle did not consider herself a vindictive mare, not normally anyway, but she could easily make an exception for her foalhood tormentor. As such, she took a moment to just enjoy the sight of Diamond Tiara hanging helpless before her, the many ropes coiling around the former bully looking uncommonly beautiful to Sweetie. She smiled faintly as she crossed her arms over her bare breasts.

“Hello Diamond, having fun just hanging around?” Sweetie actually grinned as a rosy blush came to Diamond’s cheeks. Spinning on her hoof, Sweetie made her way to the dresser and opened the second drawer. She quickly found what she was looking for and made her way back to the hanging torso that was Diamond Tiara. This close, Sweetie could easily make out the wetness around Diamond’s cunny. With a small grin, she plunged two fingers into that wetness, causing Diamond to roll her eyes and head in pleasure, her moans muffled by her missing mouth. “Wow Diamond, I knew you could be a bitch, but who knew you could be such a little slut the second you get horny?”

Sweetie pulled her fingers out of Diamond’s soaking sex and held them under the bound mare’s nose, making her smell her own arousal. The effect made the limbless mare even more aroused, which caused Sweetiebelle to chuckle. “Such a dirty little slut…I bet you want a stallion so bad right now don’t you? Like you did back in high school the first time you ‘forgot’ to take your heat pill, you remember what you did back then right?” Sweetie grabbed Diamond’s left breast and began to roughly squeeze and massage the hefty swell. Diamond rolled her eyes in pleasure, but Sweetie could also see a spark of a smirk forming in her eyes. She clearly remembered what happened, and even revelled in what she had done, but Sweetie started to tell her anyway.
“There you were Diamond, all dolled up in the most expensive dress you could wheedle out of your dad. You were stinking of heat and marched right into the locker room for the colt’s Hoofball Team, and you started talking to the three biggest colts there, the Team Captain and his two Forwards…spinning a story about a certain mare in the school who constantly outscored you in just about every test, not that you told them that. No, you just told them how this mare was the biggest slut in the school and how much she liked getting gang banged. You had them so confused by your heat scent and the promise of spectacular sex that they would do almost anything for you.” Sweetie paused a moment as the memories washed over her.

“They cornered me in the bathroom, ripped all my clothes off and raped me…they ignored me when I told them to stop because you had them believing that I had a rape fetish. And you had the whole thing recorded so you could clop off to it later. After they were done, you came in, cleaned me up and sent me home with the threat that if I didn’t throw the next test; you’d make them do even worse to me. You used your Dad’s money and influence to keep the colts from going to the cops when they realized just how big a mistake they made trusting you. They were going to come clean and admit what they did, but you wouldn’t let them. You got away with a lot by throwing money at it Diamond, you made school a hell for everypony there for your own gain and amusement and didn’t care about how it hurt…so long as you benefited…” Sweetie trailed off as the remembered hurt came back to her, but she could still see the smug look in Diamond’s eye. “You’re not even sorry at all, even all this time later…well, we’re just going to have to change that…” Sweetie held up the package she’d taken from the dresser so Diamond could see it, the eyes of the spoiled mare growing wider at the sight brought a little smile of satisfaction to Sweetie’s lips. “You wanted big tits Diamond, now you have them…and I’m going to make you regret ever seeing them…”

Author's Note

I know, I know...its been a long time since the last chapter...well, I was in a slump, but i got something for you all now. Sweetie certainly has a bone to pick with Diamond, after all that, who could blame her? What does she have planned though? Find out next time!