Rainbow's Punishment

The feeling of a soft, eager mouth wrapping its lips around your cock wakes you up. You push your lush, expensive sheets back to greet Raven as she works away at her morning duties. You give off a long stretch and push your hips so you dive deeper into her mouth. On her own she only goes so deep for you, regrettably failing to wrap her lips all the way down at the base. It will do, at least. You let her go through the motions of gently fondling your balls and lapping away at your head. This early in the morning it usually isn't long before she gets her first taste of breakfast.

You run a hand through her unkempt hair, letting the long locks flow through your fingers as they wave around, unbound by her usual hair tie. She pauses for a moment once she thinks you're going to grab her, but you gentle push her back down instead. You got enough of that last night.

Without much hassle you let yourself cum quickly into her mouth. Your thick load quickly fills up her cheeks, making her swallow the first spurts before you're even done. Once she coaxes out the last little twitch of your cock with her mouth, she gives the tip a gentle kiss and looks up at you with a smile. "I love you," she says softly as she crawls up your side to cuddle with you.

You give her a smile of your own and pat her on the head. "I know," you say before getting up out of bed to get dressed, dropping her unceremoniously on her own in the sheets. Once you've retrieved your clothes out of your closet, you take them over to get dressed by your window. You take a moment to appreciate your backyard. The finely-manicured lawn sprawls over quite a few acres, leading into a few gardens and the beginning of the forest behind your home. The gentle, rolling green is a nice sight, at least until you spot a few of the college kids passed out in the grass in piles of their own vomit.

"What time is it, Raven?" you say, looking back at your assistant.

Raven leans over and gets her glasses off of the nightstand along with her hair tie. She sits up in bed, a little disappointed frown on her face as she puts them on and pulls her hair up. Along her tight, naked body your eyes trace down her sides to see the red marks still plainly visible on her behind.

"It's seven in the morning, sir. The time you requested I wake you up at."

"Good girl. Get dressed, would you? I believe we have two maids to attend to."

You'd be angry if you didn't do this on purpose. As soon as you cross the wall of the hallway to reveal the foyer, the smell is the first thing that hit you. Alcohol and vomit assault your senses so harshly that you have to blink a few times and swallow just so that it doesn't affect you. If the smell isn't enough, the sight of it is even worse. It doesn't look like there's a single wall that hasn't been defiled in some way with various liquids or scratches, and most of your decorations have been torn apart or smashed. There are quite a few patrons still slumped over tables or passed out directly on the floor.

Among them are Rainbow Dash and Gilda, the former asleep in the bounce house covered in grime with cuts showing through her white gloves, and the latter slumped over a pile of trash bags filled to the brim with refuse. You can already tell one maid is a little more motivated than the other.

"Raven, be a dear and get the megaphone, won't you?"

Raven nods and runs off, only to be back a few moments later with your requested tool. You crank it up to its highest volume and leave it on for a moment, letting the reverb build to a harsh, high pitched noise that even Raven had to close her ears at. Once all of the guests had been forced to acknowledge your presence, you bring it up to your mouth.

"Good morning all! I trust you had a wonderful time last night. However, I must now ask you to leave. You have a ten minute grace period after which, we release the hounds," you say before handing the megaphone back to Raven.

Most of them jolt up right away. They groggily rub their heads or look for lost clothing and eventually make their way out of the front door. The ones left outside would have to fend off your dogs though. They hadn't had any good play time in a while though, so you figure it's overdue.

Gilda sits up and puts a hand to her mouth, trying to stave off her own vomit as she looks around at the piles around her. She quickly scuttles away on all fours until she finds a safe spot. You make your way down to her and greet her kindly. "Had a good night, I presume?"

"Dude, are you fucking serious? We spent all night trying to clean up this bullshit!" she gets up to her feet, walking over to you practically growling with her fists balled up. "If I have to see another dweeb's pile of vomit I'm going to--"

Raven clears her throat and steps in front of you. "Idle threats are covered in section eight, subsection five, paragraph three. They are punishable offenses and do not get warnings," Raven says sternly, to the angered girl in front of her. Gilda steams and glares at her for a moment, and for a second you're sure your assistant might just get another whack. Gilda grits her teeth and looks back up to you instead.

"Now, my dear. What was it you were going to do?"

"I was going to clean it up. If I saw another pile of vomit, I would clean it up," she says as she narrows her eyes and tenses her muscles at you. Despite the threatening body language, you have to admire the girl's physique. She's obviously an athlete on a tier of her own, and the revealing outfit does a great job of showing you.

"Wonderful, Gilda. Why don't you get your friend to help you. She looks like she slept well enough," you say, motioning over to Rainbow still dead-asleep in the bounce house. Gilda's anger only grows at the sight. You're fairly certain you know why, but you decide to let them sort it out for themselves.

With a huff Gilda climbs up into the bounce house and lifts Rainbow up by her collar. By some miracle she's still asleep even after that. With a harsh smack across the cheek, Gilda rectified that.

"Ow, what the heck, G? What was that for?" Rainbow asks, holding her newly-red face as Gilda let her slink back onto her knees.

"Get the fuck up. I'm not doing this by myself like la--" Gilda pauses for a moment and looks over to you. Her anger immediately drops. "Just get up. Let's get this shit over with." She says as she hops out of the bounce house.

"Just a few more minutes and I'll be right there, G, promise," Rainbow says as she slumps over back into the comforting pillow of air. Gilda turns red at the sight and clenches her fists so hard you're afraid her gloves might just pop.

"I'll let you two sort it out amongst yourselves. Breakfast is in two hours."

Gilda stomps right back into the massive plastic monstrosity and grabs Rainbow under her arms to drag her out. Rainbow does little more than letting out a groan as her friend carries her out onto the floor. How she got a job in the first place you'll never know.

You turn around to leave to take care of your own business for the day, but not before putting a hand on your assistants shoulder. "I expect better today. Do you understand."

Raven gives you a quick, almost desperate nod. "Of course, sir. There'll be no trouble today," she says as professionally as she can muster.

"Good. I'll be back to check on you soon."

"Oh come on! Let's just sweep it out the front door or something," Rainbow says as Gilda drags her over to a pile of refuse in the corner. Raven let out a sigh and reluctantly walks over to them.

You open the door to the dark, cool room at the other end of your house. The massive wall of monitors that surrounded three sides of the room painted the control boards below them in a soft blue light. Across each monitor you could see every single room in the house, as well as the outside sections of every portion of the property.

You wrinkle your nose at the disheveled college kids still lying about your yard. Some guests truly had no manners. Nothing that a quick button press couldn't solve. You walk over and lightly tap on the red button with the label "release the hounds" on it, fully embodying your inner Mr. Burns.

Your eyes dart over to the kennels where the electric locks pop off, waking your boys out of their morning slumber. The four sleek, muscled german shepherds slowly rise to their feet. With no owner to command them out of their cages, they know exactly what it meant. They walk forward out of the cage for a moment, sniffing around the dirt before they catch a whiff of their targets. The second the strongest of the pack caught a whiff and bolted off, the rest of his brothers soon followed. You can almost hear the vicious barking from there.

The sound is enough to stir the guests on another monitor. They groggily bring their heads up out of the grass to see what's going on and where the harsh barking is coming from. That slow, sleepy movement is quickly exchanged for panic screaming once your dogs cross onto the screen. You laugh as they take their first bite out of their prey, tearing off random bits of clothing until their targets had been completely chased out of the yard. They stop at the fenceline once one guest had been run off and quickly sniff around for their next target.

Their little chasing session goes on for almost twenty minutes until every last person had been chased off the yard. Finally, the catch a sniff and sprint off towards the pool on the east side of the property. Your eyes look over to the monitor to see Rainbow and Gilda picking up trash around the pool and scooping empty bottles out of the water. Raven is standing professionally at the side of the pool, holding her clip board and pointing over at Rainbow to direct her on something.

Panic soon overcomes both of your new maids as the dogs sprint into the frame. Rainbow, who had been holding the pool skimmer, quickly throws her tool to the ground and jumps directly into the pool. Without a target your dogs immediately run over to Gilda until she dives in after them as well. You let out a little chuckle. Bold of them to assume your dogs can't swim. All four of your boys then turn their attention to Raven.

All four of them bound towards her with reckless abandon, still barking their vicious war cry and snarling hard. Raven knows better and refuses to budge at their display. Both Rainbow and Gilda, despite their previous disdain for your lovely assistant, come up to the surface with looks of terror on their faces. They must be convinced they were about to witness the poor girl get torn apart.

Instead your dogs skid to a stop in front of her and sit patiently at her feet. Both Rainbow and Gilda's jaws drop as Raven reaches forward and goes between each of them to give them a quick pat on the head and a treat that she pulls out of a bag in her waistband. She waves them over and gives them a command, and all four begin their light trot back to the kennels.

The shock on both of your maids' faces is satisfying even from here. Raven turns back to them like nothing happens and barks some order. Both of them reluctantly wade out of the pool to get back to work.

You get up from your chair and hit the button to close the kennels once your boys had returned back home. You breath in and a satisfied smile crosses your face. It's a rare occasion you get to enjoy that sight. Unfortunately you had other business to take care of for your company for the rest of the day, but plans for your evening fun quickly formulated in your head anyway.

The sun hangs low in the sky as you pull back into your driveway. You loosen the tie clinging to your neck as you pull your Reventon up into your garage and put it in its usual parking spot along with the other ten cars you kept on this property. On any other day, you might decide to relax after work with a high-speed drive through the Canterlot hills. Today though, you had new pets to attend to.

Speaking of which, a very, very dirty Rainbow Dash opened the door to your garage as soon start away from your car and towards the house. You raise an eyebrow at her while her jaw drops and she gawks at your collection. Her uniform is stiff from drying out of the pool water, and little splotches dotted every white portion of it. Her hands and upper arms have little cuts on them from picking up broken glass, and the circles under her eyes tell you she had a few less naps than she was used to. She still managed to gawk to her heart's content, however.

"How the... These are amazing! How did you--"

"What are you doing in here, Miss Dash? Did Raven tell you to come here?" you ask sternly.

Rainbow breaks her gaze away from the nearby Viper and back to you. "Oh, no. I ducked Raven. She's a total drag," she says with a roll of her eyes. "Besides, I just wanted to talk to you."

You cross your arms over your chest and lean on the hood of your nearest car. "About?"

"Well, this whole maid thing seemed like a good deal and all at first. I mean, I wouldn't have to pay anything and all I'd have to do is do some rich guy's laundry and dust shelves or whatever, but this stuff is totally lame! This is the hardest I've worked for any dumb job in like, ever," she tells you.

"You signed a contract, my dear. You know the consequences of breaking it. Besides, it seems you could do with a bit of... discipline," you say, looking over her poor posture and unkempt hair. Something about this girl brought such intense ire in you. The disrespect, the entitlement... someone had to teach her to take some responsibility.

Rainbow Dash narrows her eyes at you and clenches her fists for a moment, but she thinks better of it after last time. After letting out a sigh she starts again. "Can't we just work something else out? There's no way I can get this stuff done in a week. We're gonna be here for months trying to clean up after this party."

"I've outlined my terms. What else could you possibly do to earn back your half a million?"

"Ugh, look, I know I screwed up big time. Can't I just suck your dick or something?" she asks with slumped shoulders, shaking her head looking up at the ceiling with annoyance.

You're taken aback for a moment. You didn't expect that one. At least not this early. "Hmm. I'd consider it."

Rainbow raises an eyebrow and a light blush forms on her face. You suspect she didn't think that'd actually work. She clears her throat and tries to keep from stammering. "I mean, I don't think anyone wouldn't want a piece of this, so I don't blame you. Heh..." she says as proudly as she can.

You sit there and look at her. The silence and your gaze are quickly making her uncomfortable despite her showboating. "Well?"

"So, I just, uh..." she says as her eyes trace down to your crotch.

"At least take those filthy gloves off, dear."

She reluctantly complies and timidly walks forward to you. Her blush gets darker by the second as she drops down to her knees in front of you. She sits there for a moment like a deer in headlights as she looks forward at your belt. "Have you ever actually done this before?" you ask with a hint of annoyance in your voice.

Rainbow glares up at you with a cute little scowl. "Of course I have! I give the best blowjobs in Canterlot. Guys would kill to get with me if I ever gave them the chance."

"Well then? I'm waiting."

Rainbow clears her throat before her eyes drop back down to your crotch. "Right..."

Her hands are shaking as they undo your belt and slowly pull down your zipper. The soft fingers timidly explore under the waistband of your underwear until they feel across your warm shaft. Rainbow jerks back for a moment as she feels it for the first time. She gulps and takes a deep breath, whipping your member out quick to get it over with. Now that your full length is hanging in front of her face, her eyes go even wider now that she realizes the gravity of the situation she just got herself into.

Rainbow slowly and carefully wraps her hand around your limp shaft and tugs her hand along it with all the tact and grace of an angry bull. She holds it like she's afraid it's going to bite her. You let out an annoyed sigh, eliciting the nervous girl to look up at you with another scowl. "Just chill, okay? I gotta get warmed up."

"For a blowjob?" you ask with a raised eyebrow.

Dash gives off an annoyed grown of her own and decides to get it over with. She opens her mouth wide and forces herself down onto it. You're actually surprised she made it all the way to the base on the first time, though it may have something to do with your lack of an erection. She immediately gags on it and tries to pull back, but you put your hand on the back of her head to stop her. If she's going to do something in this house, she'll do it right.

You give her a bit of slack as your cock hardens in your mouth. Her blush covers her entire face now and her entire body looks stiff underneath you. Her neck stiffly moves back and forth as you loosen your grip enough to let her work. Your dick enjoys the attention but you have a hard time getting into it. Raven's skilled mouth had spoiled you and despite Rainbow's bold claims, she sucks like a beginner.

You guide her head up and down on your cock, enjoying the little whimpers she lets out every time you end up gagging her. Her hands rest on your thighs and they give you a little push every time she gets scared she might be taking too much. Her timid reluctancy makes your cock twitch in her mouth, giving Rainbow her first taste of precum as you slide it across her tongue. She closes her eyes tightly as you coax to take in more with each stroke.

Dash's heartbeat pulses on her tongue. The rapid rhythm of it pulsed so hard you could feel it pretty clearly. Despite the otherwise brash and confident girl's approach, you could tell she's never done this before. Taking her oral virginity gives you enough satisfaction to push you close to the edge, despite her meager attempts to please you.

You slip your cock out of her mouth, leaving a strand of saliva hanging off of her lips. Dash takes in a deep breath and looks up to you with her mouth still wide open and her face bright red. She knows she's not done as she sits there waiting for you to command her.

"Put your hands behind your back," you tell her. Rainbow closes her mouth and swallows nervously and reluctantly lets her hands fall off your thighs and behind your back. "Do not under any circumstances move until we're done. Do you understand."

Rainbow nods with a weak "mhmm" as she tries to swallow the odd taste on her tongue. You grab her hair and twist it around your palm with your other hand on her neck. You had other plans tonight and wanted to finish this off.

You ease Rainbow back onto your cock. For once she readily complies with you by opening her mouth and letting you easily slide yourself inside of her. You shove your cock all the way down her throat to the base again. She gags and her body jerks forward with the weak choke. Her arms try to bring her hands up to stop you, but she stops herself and eases them back down. Good girl. She's going to make a good pet.

You grab her head hard and use it as your own personal, living fleshlight. Rainbow's little chokes and the sounds of you sliding through her throat echo through your garage, as well as her little whimpers as she struggles to keep her arms behind her back. The little sounds bring you even closer to the edge, and looking down at her desperate, scared eyes as they look back up to you is enough to do you in.

You close your eyes and let off a groan and hilt yourself inside Rainbow's throat as your cock convulses out the first spurt. You slowly pull away after each consecutive jerk in her mouth, making sure to leave a thick string of it along each section of her tongue before you're finally done. Her warm, soft mouth is enough to make you want to hold her like that for a while, even if she's nothing more than some amateur. You look down to see the head of your cock just barely slipping into her lips, and her eyes closed tightly as she lets off little chokes. Trying to swallow one of your loads is no easy feat. Especially for a beginner.

You finally decide to let her go and she immediately brings one hand up to her throat and uses the other to support herself as she leans over and sticks her tongue out. "Do all guys cum that much?" she asks incredulously between coughing.

With a quick zip of your pants, you stand up off of the hood of your viper and brush yourself off of any filth she might've transferred. "I don't know, Rainbow. You tell me. You did say you gave the best blowjobs Canterlot."

Rainbow lets off an annoyed little groan, then turns to look over at you while still on her knees. She swallows the last little bit on her tongue before saying. "Alright, can we go now?"

"Who said anything about you leaving?"

Rainbow's eyes go wide at that sentence. She looks to you with her mouth hanging open, then looks down and around, as if she's searching for something to tell her you didn't just say that. "But you said--"

"I told you I'd consider it. I've considered it. One first-time blowjob from some bratty amateur is hardly worth even a fraction of what you owe."

Rainbow Dash closes her eyes and grits her teeth. Once she opens her eyes the anger is quite apparent, but this time she manages to keep it under wraps. "What do you want, then? If you want to fuck let's just get it over with," she says through her teeth, not able to look you in the eye.

"I want you to stick to your contract. You may get through life flaunting that vapid tomboy sexuality elsewhere but it isn't going to get you out of this."

Rainbow looks down at the concrete like someone just hit her and spat on her. You guess she seldom has to deal with not getting what she wants. She lets off a frustrated growl then picks herself up off her knees and dusts her skirt off. "Ugh. Fine. Just... please don't tell anyone about this, alright?"

"Why? You don't think Gilda would get a kic--"

"No!" Rainbow shouts, startling you both. She stammers for a moment before looking back up to you. "I... I mean, she doesn't like hearing about that kind of stuff. She hates sex talk, haha. Super prude, I mean the prudest girl I've ever met. Definitely shouldn't say anything to her."

Well now you know the first person you're going to tell about it. "Good to know you're trying to hide something, my dear."

"Wait!" she says as she lunges forward before you can turn around. "I'll do whatever you want. I'll clean your floors, do your laundry, clean up vomit, whatever. Just please, don't tell Gilda. Please..." her harsh, violent eyes quickly turned to desperate pleading, like a little girl begging you not to take away her favorite toy.

You give her a small laugh. "If you can behave yourself, you have nothing to fear."

Rainbow breathes a sigh of relief. "Thanks..."

You turn away from her back towards the door. "Tell Raven to set the table for four tonight. I'll be down to dinner as soon as it's ready."

"Four? Who are you--"

You turn back to her with a stern look. Rainbow goes stiff then slinks past you with a sheepish smile on her face. "Right. Table for four, coming right up, boss," she says before darting off.

Before you follow suit your eyes trace back up to the little black orb sitting on the ceiling and a devious smile crosses your face. Smile for the camera, Dashie.

After the stress of dealing with work, dealing with more of it in your office sounded none too appealing. The dull drone of the clock on your wall is more than enough to bore you to tears. The paperwork on your desk could wait, since you did have two new toys to play with after all. Despite the early hour, you decide to stroll down the hallway to the dining room to check on your new maids. It's always interesting to see new work patterns develop in such unskilled laborers, after all, and from what you could tell Raven is doing quite a fine job with them.

You push open the dining room doors to find but two sets of silverware lying out instead of your requested four. You let out a sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose. One simple request and she couldn't even do that much. You make your way into the kitchen and give your incompetent little servant a raised eyebrow. Both of the girls are hard at work on their current dish and hardly even notice you between Raven's orders. Rainbow turns around to grab a knife just to see your disappointed gaze.

"No way, it's not my fault this time!" she pleads. "I told Raven you wanted four but she wouldn't believe me."

It's Raven's turn to stammer now. "Wh-what? Sir, did you tell her--"

You cut her off with a laugh. "I sure did, Raven. I sure did."

Raven quickly drops her clipboard on a counter and walks up to you with those sad, desperate eyes. "Sir, I am so sorry. I didn't think she was being serious. You know I only take orders from you. I didn't want them to tri--"

You hold up a hand to stop her. "What are you doing, Raven?"

She looks down to the floor like a scolded puppy. "Making excuses, sir..."

"That's right, my dear. I do not accept excuses, only solutions. Now, set the table correctly."

Raven gives you a curt nod. "Right away, sir," she says before turning over to the girls. "Gilda, please retrieve the--"

"Raven? Who did I just give that order to?" you say, making your poor assistant actually jump as you cut her off.

"M...Me?" she asks as she timidly turns back to you.

"Yes. I asked you. I did not ask Gilda. I asked you to properly set the table. And since you've decided to try to delegate your direct orders you will also be serving us dinner tonight."

Raven goes stiff and tries to stammer out a response in front of you. GIlda lets out a quick "ha!" at the display of her boss getting put in her place now. Raven scans across the floor, seemingly looking for something to say. You tap your foot as you stare her down.

"Well? What exactly are you waiting for, Raven?" you say in an annoyed tone.

"N-Noting, sir. I'll get to it right away," she says as she hurries off to the drawer to avoid your ire. Rainbow giggles in the background and sticks a tongue out at her.

"Rainbow. Gilda. Come over here, would you?" Now it's their turn to go stiff. They soon drop their amused expressions and taunts towards your assistant as they carefully make their way over to you, trying to seem as innocent as possible. "Considering the scope of the damage that occured last night, I'm actually quite impressed at the amount of work you two have gotten done today. I've decided to treat you to your own cooking tonight. If you'll follow me I'll show you to your quarters. I expect you to clean yourselves before I allow you at my table," you say, looking over their grimy, tattered uniforms.

"Do we have to put these back on?" Rainbow says, lifting up her skirt slightly to show off the dirt and various fluids staining it. She looks down at her uniform with a grimace, completely forgetting how she just gave you full view of her cyan panties.

"No, my dear. In your quarters I have several extra uniforms. Put them on and meet me in the dining room once you're done."

"Sweet," Rainbow says as you usher the two out. You catch her sticking her tongue out as Raven as she tries to gather her utensiles. Raven gives her a frown back and you shake your head. Such juvenile displays.

You sit at your long dining room table, looking over the dark red table cloth and all the decorations adorning it. You thought you may have to change the arrangement in the center, as under the wrong light it could clash with your chandelier, but you'd save that for another time. For now you tap your fingers on the wood, impatiently waiting for your guests to arrive as Raven puts on the final touches to the table. She's adamantly avoiding your gaze, making quick, embarrassed glances over to you to see if you're still looking at her with that planning expression. The consequences of her actions are surely filling her imagination and making her heart sink more by the second.

She passes into the kitchen once more and this time you decide to follow her in. You catch her standing in the middle, a finger up to her earpiece and telling whoever it is to give them a moment. You put a hand over her arm and she immediately jumps. Her head turns over and she gulps as soon as your eyes meet.

"You were doing so well, my dear." Your eyes drop from hers and down across her nervous body as she turns to face you.

"I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't think Rainbow would be--"

You put a finger up to her lips. "Shh, my dear. Your punishment will come soon enough. Besides your past two transgressions, you've been doing quite well these past couple of weeks. I might just see fit to reward you for that."

Raven's face lights up like she's six and you just took her into a candy shop. "Really?" she asks you with her adorable, excited little smile.

"If the rest of the night goes well, yes."

She struggles to contain her excitement as her otherwise professional demeanor dissolves into a giddy little schoolgirl attitude. "Everything will be perfect, sir. You have my word."

"Wonderful, my dear. The girls should be down soon so be prepared to serve us once we're seated."

"Of course." Raven clears her throat. "There is one thing, however..."

"Oh?"

"Fluttershy is at the gate, sir. She says she's here to check on Lucifer and the hounds. What would you like me to tell her?"

You raise an eyebrow. She isn't supposed to be here for another week. "Let her in and invite her to dinner. I suppose I can entertain her for the night."

Raven pauses for a moment as her smile fades. She opens her mouth and looks over to you like she wants to ask you something, but seems to think better of it. She sighs then straightens up her posture to her usual professional demeanor. "I'll...I'll set the table for one more, then."

The air is tense for Rainbow Dash tonight. Despite her teasing of your assistant earlier, she fidgets in her seat nervously, not wanting to look anyone in the eye. She occasionally looks over to Fluttershy to check if she's still looking down at her salad, then looks back over to you to see that sly smile. Gilda is busy enough terrorizing Raven to notice.

With a wave of her hand Gilda slaps a fork off her side of the table as Raven walks by with a platter full of the second course. Raven sighs and sets it on the table long enough to bend over to pick it up for her, just in time for Gilda to spill some water across her head. "Oops," she says with absolutely no sincerity.

Raven gets back up with a huff, brushing the excess water off. She knows better than to say anything back as she grabs the plates off the platter to serve. "How's it feel, you pretentious bitch?" Gilda asks with a satisfied smile.

"So, Rainbow, Why don't you tell Fluttershy about the day you had?"

Rainbow glares over at you for a moment before putting on her best sheepish smile to look back over at her friend. "Oh, you know. Just cleaning up after the part and all. Nothing really exciting. Just picking up trash and cleaning up vomit. Yup. That's all that happened. Definitely nothing else."

Gilda raises an eyebrow at her. "Except the part where we almost got devoured by german shepherds?"

"Yeah, that was fun. Lots of fun. Let's talk about that," Rainbow spouts out nervously. Gilda looks over at her with a raised eyebrow like she just grew another head or something.

"Are they not listening as well again?" Fluttershy asks softly.

You wave her off. "Of course not, my dear. You trained them quite well. They didn't give Raven any trouble at all when she ordered them back into their kennels."

A subtle, proud smile crosses over Fluttershy's face. "That's wonderful to hear. I was afraid it might have been too long since their last training session. I... I came over to check on them, and Lucifer... if that's alright with you."

"Why so soon?" you ask, trying not to be threatening.

Fluttershy is still a timid soul, however, and your+ question is enough to make her visibly nervous. "I... um... I just... if you don't mind that is... wanted to make sure they were doing fine."

You smile to yourself. Likely story. "Well, after dinner you're free to check on Lucifer. The dogs I'd ask you to wait until morning since they had quite the day today chasing off trespassers."

Fluttershy gives you a gentle nod. Your eyes turn back to Rainbow. You aren't going to let her off that easily. "Rainbow, my dear, why don't you tell Fluttershy about your new routine? Your friends seemed quite uncertain about it last I spoke to them, and you must've had... quite the exciting day today," you say, looking over at her with a sly smile.

"That was a really big party... did it give you much trouble?" Fluttershy asked softly.

Gilda raises an eyebrow at Fluttershy this time. "Are you serious? We've been completely--"

Rainbow slaps a hand over Gilda's mouth as her sheepish smile grows even larger. "Oh, no trouble at all! We'll get this stuff done in no time. Right, G?"

Gilda pushes Rainbow's hand away from her. "The fuck is wrong with you tonight?"

"Nothing! Seriously. Everything's just fine. Isn't the lamb great, Fluttershy? Gilda and I cooked it ourselves," she hurried out.

"Um..." Fluttershy says, looking down at the salad Raven made specifically for her instead.

"Right, uh..." Rainbow looks around the room for something else to start a conversation about, conveniently avoiding your amused gaze all the while. This might just be easier than you thought. You take the last few bites off of your own plate then get up from the table, making everyone look over to you.

"Well, I'll let you three catch up. I have other things to attend to for the night. Gilda, Rainbow, I'm sure you know what time I expect you working at," you say, met by a roll of Gilda's eyes and then a nervous nod from Rainbow. "And I'll meet you in Lucifer's enclosure once I'm done, Miss Fluttershy."

Gilda finally breaks the silence as you walk away. "Uh, does he have a demon as a pet or something?" she says to Fluttershy, prompting a relieved sigh from Rainbow Dash as her friend happily explains away.

The sun had finally decided to set and thankfully a good chunk of the work piled up on your desk went with it. You decide to slip away from the mundane life of business decisions into your security room for a while. The room is cool and quiet as you open the door. The buzz of the blue monitors is the only sound humming across all the panels. You pull up a chair to one side of the wall to see Fluttershy running a hand across your pet anaconda's head. You shake your head as you notice the band around his mouth is gone. Not even you would have risked going in there with him like that, but you've watched Fluttershy do this dozens of times. If you hadn't known already how good she was with him, you'd have thought her suicidal.

Your eyes flick to one of the hallway monitors to see Rainbow and Gilda heading back to their quarters for the night. Their mouths are moving casually along with the errant hand gesture. Once they cross the threshhold into their room, you flip a switch on the console and a speaker buzzes to life and tunes in on their voices talking to each other.

"So did you get drugged or something?" Gilda asks.

Rainbow turns her head and raises an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Look, I know you're probably hating this job as much as me, so what was all that with Fluttershy?"

Rainbow gulps, then looks around the room for her convenient excuse. "I was just... you know... trying to get on good terms with him. If he likes us he's less likely to torture us with all this extra work, don't you think? After that party I'm sure he has even more planned if we don't do what he wants."

Nice save, Rainbow. Gilda shrugs. "If you say so. I guess it makes sense, but I'm not about to suck up to some rich snob and his prissy little bitch of an assistant."

"Heh, yeah, she is kind of a bitch, isn't she?"

Gilda rolls her eyes and throws herself onto her bed. "God, what a pathetic life she must live. Being masters perfect little pet and only getting to have any fun when she bosses around people like us. If I ever end up being like that just do me a favor and put one between my eyes," Gilda says with an accompanying finger gun up to her temple.

"Will do," Rainbow says as she inspects her own bed for a moment. She turns back to Gilda with a coy grin on her face. "You know... we have a whole room to ourselves now and it's not like anyone's gonna bother us for the night."

Gilda adopts a sly smile of her own. "Heh, guess you're right. After today I could use a little stress relief," she says as she gets up off of her bed and walks over to Rainbow. Gilda slowly slides her hands along her friends hips and brings her closer until they're both pressed together. She looks down at Rainbow lovingly as the smaller girl leans up on her tip toes to steal a kiss. The two let their tongues dance together for a moment before Gilda breaks it.

"Why does your mouth taste so weird?"

Rainbow goes dark red and her eyes go wide. The classic deer in headlights. "I... uh... used a weird sauce for dinner. I didn't really like it either." You let off a quick chuckle. How kind of Rainbow to share your seed with others.

Rainbow quickly leans back up to kiss Gilda as deeply as she can before she questions anymore. Her hands dart around her girlfriend's uniform to unlace as much as possible and peel the fabric off her taut body.

That's an interesting development. Rainbow decided to bring her lesbian lover to get caught up in her problems. Your head is already formulating new and exciting plans at the twist as you watch them strip down to nothing but their bare bodies and let their tongues trace across each other.

Soft coos and relaxed moans fill the speaker as they kiss around each other and trade sexual favors. After a few minutes of watching Gilda is sitting on Rainbow's face with a predatory grin, looking down at her girlfriends clit as she furiously rubs it.

"Sir, are you ready to-- oh my..." Raven says from behind you. You look back to see her dressed up and ready for her own sexual adventure. Her long, brunette hair is missing its usual tie and hanging down across her back and shoulders. Her face is also absent of her glasses, but adorning an uncharacteristically bright shade of lipstick. Her body is adorned with lace and fabric, conveniently skipping around her most intimate areas to give you a full view, and she'd decided to put on a pair of silk evening gloves and thigh-highs for the evening.

"I certainly didn't expect that either. Did they seem particularly close when you were supervising today?"

Raven blinks a few times. "No... certainly not that close, at least."

"Hmm." A grin crosses your face as you watch Gilda arch her back and cum onto her girlfriend's face. The display put you in the mood for something you hadn't sampled in a while. Your eyes darted over to Fluttershy standing in Lucifer's enclosure. She knew exactly what she came over here for, and who are you not to give it to her?

"Stay in the closet for tonight, Raven," you say coldly.

Raven looks like you just slapped her across the face at that. "But... you said we'd--"

"And what did I just say, my dear?"

Raven lets out a sad little sigh. "Yes, sir. Of course, sir."

You look back over to the monitor to watch Fluttershy. Sweet, demure Fluttershy. If only her friends knew the truth about their soft-spoken animal lover. You smile and get up from your chair. Some things might be better kept in the dark. "Get me an extra collar, Raven."