Rainbowfire (working title)

Rainbow Dash was extremely nervous, not that it showed. She hardly ever displayed her weakness. Not here anyway. To be a Wonderbolt she knew the slightest sign of weakness would be detected and attacked. Regardless, just under her hard shell, she was a wreak. Spitfire rarely called ponies into her office out of the clear blue sky, and when she did, more often than not they left her office in tears and missing their flying pin. In fact…no pony who had been called in before was really seen at the academy afterwards.

Knowing all this, it made perfect sense Rainbow Dash was freaking out.

She kept stone faced however and showed no hints of her inner worry. Despite all this, she was still shaky hooved once she was finally told to enter the office.

Spitfire was looking over a few files once the Cyan mare walked through her door way. Not even caring to look her in the face, she told Dash to take a seat. Not wanting to leave this office in the same condition as other ponies, she did as she was told. Dash sat there, wondering what those files could be. Did she find out about her and Lightning dust? Were those files pictures of them fooling around in the showers? Or maybe there was a health and welfare inspection she didn’t know about and they found her little stallion toy? Either of those were bad enough to get her expelled from the program…‘Oh Celestia,’ Rainbow prayed to herself ‘If I am not found out I will never peep on Applejack again…’

Finally, the hot maned instructor closed the folder that she was looking at and shifted her gaze up to Rainbow Dash. Her eyes were cool as ice from behind those sunglasses and she had that demeanor about her that seriously discouraged bucking around with her. “Rainbow Dash.” She stated cooly. Rainbow kept her best poker face on as she responded. “Yes ma’am?”

“Do you know why I called you in here?” Spitfire asked simply. Rainbow Dash was prepared for this; it was a simple trick to get ponies to confess to crimes that the commander might not know about. Rainbow Dash spent enough time avoiding her parents’ punishment to know that lame trick. She dodged it as easily as she did her normal weather job. “No, ma’am, I have no idea why I was called in here.”

“Are you sure? I know for a fact you at least have a clue.” She stared her down as she persisted. Dash stayed strong however and once again denied any indication that she knew why she was in there. “Sorry ma’am, but I do not know why you called me in here.” And it wouldn’t be Rainbow Dash if she didn’t add a little flair “Unless your intention is to tell me I am graduating early, but I wanted to remain humble ma’am.” She gave the barest sign of a huge grin she was hiding under her face. Spitfire had no such reaction to Rainbow Dash’s joke.

“No Dash, I called you in here because of this.” She threw the file across the desk and it slid right up to Rainbow Dash. She dared not touch it. “In that file is the reason you’re here, and the reason you may not be here much longer.” Spitfire warned, or rather, threatened. “Go on Dash, open it.” Spitfire prodded the young recruit. Rainbow, suddenly back on the defensive, went along with the order and opened the file. It took every ounce of will power she had to show no reaction to the photo, although a pony of lesser salt couldn’t have restrained their laughter. In the photo, Snowflake was stuck to his partner via a cotton candy cloud. For the cloud in question, there were a few left over from Discord’s brief rule and Rainbow kept a few just in case the time ever came that she could use them in a prank. Thankfully the Wonderbolt academy had plenty of those chances, and the photo before her was proof of that.

“You think that is funny Dash? Those ponies had to be shaved to work the cotton candy out of there coat’s and manes!” She yelled at her “You didn’t think that maybe the cloud had gotten wet did you?” Spitfire questioned Dash “Well it was, so it stuck to them like super glue, and now they have to trot and fly around completely bare! Do you know how cold it get’s here?” Dash really didn’t expect the clouds to be wet, though now she was seriously regretting her prank. She never meant to cause any harm with her pranks. Expulsion was easily a possibility now.

“Were this a normal prank,” She started “You wouldn’t even be in here. You’d be issued a warning from your primary instructor.” She sighed and turned around in her chair, avoiding Dash’s eyes, which were soon to be filled with tears “However it was not a normal prank, so you are in here instead. Dash, you have to be punished for your lack of regard to other ponies safety. Which is a real shame, I figured you of all ponies would know this, after the incident with Lightning Dust.” referring back to the time the tornado almost killed her friends.She turned around to face Dash. Rainbow’s heart was going faster than she ever could and she felt a lump forming in her throat. ‘Was this it?’ she asked herself ‘Was it all going to end with a prank gone foul?’ She hoped against hope that this was not the end of her Wonderbolt dream.

What happened next was something Dash never dreamed of, or at least, not in a dream she was ever going to admit having. Spitfire, with speed befitting her name, had Dash’s first forehoof strapped down to the floor, and before she could react, it was quickly joined by her other forehoof. The way in which she was strapped down forced her on the floor, keeping her from standing up, at least on the front. Standing up from the back would only put her in a position most stallions would pay to see. Dash was, not surprisingly, confused. “M-ma’am?” She asked, her outer shell completely destroyed by the unexpected turn of events. Was she being punished medieval style? Was she going to be lashed? Whipped? Flogged? Thought’s of being brutally abused by Spitfire wasn’t as much of a turn on now as it might have been a few minutes ago, because now it implied actual pain.

Spitfire choose to ignore Dashie’s question as she ensured her rear hooves were also bond into the floor. Dash was now noticing why the floor in her office looked so weird, the metal loops around the office wasn’t just for strapping down important equipment, it could also bound ponies as well. “Ma’am, what are you doing to me?” Rainbow persisted, to which Spitfire finally responded “I already told you, you are being punished.” She reminded Dash.

After testing the bonds, Spitfire took a few steps back to admire her work, as well as Rainbow Dash’s compromising situation.

Rainbow had no idea what was in store for her as her fillyhood hero headed to the nearby locker. She pulled out a small bag and she leaned down in front of Dash “I read in the gabby gums article you’re just a softie with sensitive hooves.” She teased dash, pulling out little multi colored vibrating pills. They looked no bigger than chicken eggs and were shaped like pills. She started strapping them to Rainbow’s hooves with medical tape, and Rainbow was both very confused and extremely embarrassed. Those darn filly’s stupid article even made it all the way to Spitfire’s door step, even worse, it was about to be tested and proven by none other than the orange maned captain of the Wonderbolts. She had a different colored toy strapped to each of her hooves now and they seemed to be wirelessly controlled by the remote now held in Spitfire’s wing. Rainbow could only make that one last connection as soon after Spitfire’s wing flipped a switch and Rainbow’s mind went blank.

Well, not totally blank. More like a burning white hot sensation swept over her, stealing the voice from her throat as she seized up. The vibrator’s were doing exactly what their name implied, and the sensation was almost as intense as the first time Rainbow discovered what her clit was used for (or at least what she used it for). The feeling of all four of her hooves being teased with the lowest setting on the vibrators made her choke on the air, but after closing her eyes and gritting her teeth she only smirked and stared her commander in the eyes.

Spitfire smiled back and kicked the toys up a notch, to medium speed. Rainbow winced as the sensation increased. Under her suit she felt her marehood starting to react to the electric feeling spreading from her hooves to the rest of her body. As if the vibrators were strong enough, Rainbow’s hooves were shaking as much as her bonds would allow and sweat was forming on her forehead. The intensity was a bit suffocating, but Rainbow held it together. Spitfire’s soothing yet firm voice cut through all her other thoughts “How are you feeling Dash?” She whispered and smiled, clearly knowing she had full control. Rainbow was a fighter, and her trademark attitude proved just that as she responded “I-Is that a-all you got…ma’am?” She struggled to say, keeping a majority of her remaining dignity intact. Well, as much dignity as one could keep in such a position. Spitfire was a little shocked, and ever so slightly turned on by Rainbow’s defiance and kicked the vibrators up. Rainbow Dash’s pupils shrank rapidly before she shut her eyes tightly and her jaw clenched down as her pussy clamped shut. The smallest additional sensation would have sent her over the edge, but as Spitfire was only watching, she was held mercilessly at the edge, with no relief in sight. Rainbow however held on, and though tears were now staining her blue cheeks, she gave her commander no satisfaction of breaking her.

Spitfire suddenly felt hot and so she started unbuttoning her commander’s coat. She had no idea how much more this turned Dash on once she did finally get one of her eyes open. She kept the other closed in the face of the overwhelming sensations her hero was putting her through for her prank. She couldn’t even speak with her throat tightening up on her.

With her coat off and her glasses neatly folded on the desk Spitfire still felt warm. It wasn’t that hot of a day, but she felt like she was in full uniform in Los Pegasus all over again. She looked down at the squirming rainbow haired student on the floor, she was totally bent to her will. Or so she thought. Rainbow once again smiled and looked up with her one open eye, furrowed in defiance “I…I h-hardly…feel…” She let out a breath and quickly sucked it back in “F-feel a thing!” She shouted. While it was clear Rainbow was in distress, and her voice made that quite obvious, it was sure that her sprit was all but broken. Spitfire however had one last trick up her sleeve. Though her own snatch was starting to glisten, she passed right by Rainbow Dash and placed her hoof on the door knob leading to another room of the office “Think I’ll leave you here for an hour or so then.” Rainbows eyes were full of shock. An hour? Stuck like this? She looked to the table, and the remote was there, just out of reach. Plus, with it there she knew Spitfire had no intention of lowering or shutting off those darn pills on the bottoms of her hooves. She wanted to cry, and tears were already dripping down her face. She caved.
“N-no! Wa…wait…” Rainbow pleaded as she heard the door creak open. Spitfire’s grin curled up her face. “Yes?” She said as sweetly as she dared allow herself to sound. Rainbow didn’t want to say it, but knew she was stuck otherwise. She lifted her head and turned around as much as she could to see her instructor and uttered in a low tone of voice “Could you…uh…” She groaned against the pleasure in her hooves and the agony of being made to ask “Could you h-help me?” She finally said.

Spitfire wanted a little more fun though. She craved to hear more from her broken student. “With what?” She said with mock ignorance. Rainbow looked forward and lowered her sweaty forehead to the ground. “Are y-you really going to m-make me say it?” She said feeling a little annoyed, but mostly ashamed. Spitfire wanted to giggle with how thoroughly Rainbow had given in. She wasn’t normally so giddy about this sort of thing, but hearing it from the hot headed Rainbow Dash just made her loins burn with desire. Rainbow Dash’s submissiveness was like a drug to the Captain. She continued to play the part of the fool “Say what?” Spitfire asked, keeping her voice innocent yet also full of bedroom allure.

Rainbow banged her head into the floor. She was gonna make her say it. She took a deep shaky breath and swallowed the remnants of her pride. The burning in her pussy reminded her that she had no other choice. “C-could you…” She paused, only to smell the mixture of both their sexs in the air. Wait…both? She turned around again to look at Spitfire. Her vision was blurry, but she was sure there was a small sparkle of fluid running down Spitfire’s rear legs. Suddenly, Rainbow understood where this was headed and regained her voice. “C-could you…” She smiled to herself and summoned her own bedroom voice. “Punish me for being a naughty little mare?” She felt her cheeks flush dark red with total embarrassment. She would never in her life consider saying that to any other pony, and even saying it to Spitfire took a sexual torture chamber to get her this far. Spitfire was glad she broke eye contact with that last phrase because it nearly made her jaw fall off. Rainbow made a total one eighty from her defiance to her submissiveness, but this was not something she ever expected to hear from little Dashie. She slowly closed her mouth, noticing her own face was burning with a hot blush, blending well with her yellow coat. “You softie.” She grinned and shut the vibrators off, finally freeing Rainbow’s mind, but her body was still a wreck with weakness and unbearable lust. She would need to thoroughly wash her suit when this was all said and done. Spitfire took the toys off, and Rainbow was thankful it was medical tape, as it caused the least amount of pain, and hardly took any of her fur off. Spitfire then unlatched her captive, allowing Dash to get up…well, if she had the strength.

Spitfire helped her biggest fan to her hooves, and although she was trembling from her arousal, she took sure hoofing, using her outstretched wings for balance. “Follow me.” She said simply and left her office keeping an eye out for any on lookers. Thankfully there were none, as they were in a training exercise. Rainbow thanked Luna for the cover and they quickly made their way across the field to Spitfire’s personal quarters.

Author's Note

This is a big leap for me, in that I never tried to make a story from start to finish and never thought I would ever post it online. (In fact, I am not sure this will even make it to FiMFiction, but I am surely going to try) Based loosely on the role-play me and my friend have, I took out this one pairing from our universe and planned to show the basics of how they went from acquaintances to the beginning of lovers. Hopefully if I get a little popularity, I can add on to this and show more of the drama in the story of the complications between these two sky ripping flyers. Do enjoy my first story, and keep a box of Kleenex nearby)

Thank you very much for reading my story! If the popularity gets high enough I will definitely post more, so if you wanna see what happens to these two (and it get rather exciting later on) be sure to tell your friends to take a peek. Chapter two coming soon~