Soarin made his way through the crowd as he followed the dark blue pegasus and his unicorn slave Lonely Heart, still unaware of that he was in the midst of an illegal slave ring. To him the party just seemed like a surreal experience where the ponies involved were proudly displaying their bodies to each other in an odd ritual of debauchery.

Learning his lesson from how he lost track of Lightning Dust and Fleetfoot, Soarin made sure to watch his new guides like a hawk, but he couldn't help but notice that none of the party guests seemed unnerved by the event like himself. Even when he did spot the odd pony out of the crowd that didn't seem completely enthusiastic, it was always one the submissives. Seeing them try to cover their private areas made him feel a bit less out of place, even if they were doing so while wearing silly looking grins on their faces.

Soarin decided to talk to the pegasus guiding him to relieve his tension. "So.... mister.... umm... sorry I didn't catch your name."

The blue pegasus looked back and for a moment Soarin thought he could sense a bit of irritation in his expression. "It's Brew." The pegasus said. "And you're Soarin right?"

Soarins face started to turn red once more. "Of course he would recognize me too." He thought to himself. "By the end of tonight I bet all of Equestria will hear about this. I'm never going to live this down."

"Right, Mister Brew...." Soarin answered. "How often do you ponies have parties like this?"

Brew raised a brow in response. "Why ask a question like that?"

Soarin chuckled nervously, "This is the first time I have been to something like this, and it is a bit... intimidating."

"First time?" Brew said, now a bit suspicious. "How did you get in this party?"

"Well...” Soarin said as he scratched the back of his head. "To be honest, I was invited by a mare I hadn't met till today. It was stupid of me, I know, but she was bringing my marefriend here and.... well let's just say it's complicated."

Brew looked ahead of himself once more, not wanting the stallion following him to see the look of slight panic on his face. This sort of party was not meant for outsiders and the mere thought that one was among the crowd of society members and tamed sex slaves filled him with a sense of dread. "Perhaps we should focus on finding the pony who brought you here," He said hastily. "I would like to have a word with her."

"Yeah, perhaps you're right," Soarin said looking around quickly to see if he could spot any signs of the two mares that he had come to the party with. He finally spotted a sign of Lighting Dust in the crowd, seeing her mane poke up above the heads of the other guests. "Hey, I think I see her over there." Soarin made a beeline in the direction of where he thought the mare was, Brew and Lonely Heart didn't notice him separate from them and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Once he made it through the crowd, Soarin found Lightning Dust standing next to a bunch of metal folding chairs that were placed around a circular table near the wall of the room. The pegasus mare was speaking to two other guests, who were watching a light brown furred, black maned unicorn mare dance along a pole in the center of the table. All the while, Fleetfoot wrapped her arms lovingly around her mistress' neck.

The first guest was a large, red male earth pony stallion. A blue pegasus mare in his lap riding his cock as she moaned aloud in pleasure, but the stallion seemed largely uninterested in her, as he watched the dancing unicorn with desire reflecting in his eyes. The other guest stuck out a bit more, however, as it was a female gryphon. The gryphon was dressed in black leather, wearing a pair of shorts and a zip up, sleeveless jacket. Aside from Fleetfoot and those in collars she was the only person at the party not wearing formal attire, which made her stick out even more.

"....and the crystal bitch wanted me here to make sure everything went off without a hitch," Soarin caught the gryphon say as he approached. "Speak of the pegasus, your boy toy is here."

Lightning Dust looked behind herself to see Soarin coming towards her "About time you got back to us," she snapped. "I see you went and got your dick sucked. Did you find yourself a mare to play with?"

"Wha- how the heck did you know that?" Said Soarin, thrown off guard by the mare's accusation.

"It's not hard to figure out," The gryphon said. "Haven't even wiped her spit off your cock yet."

Soarin looked down and saw the glistening spit covering his penis. "Oh for the love of Celestia..." The stallion put his hand over his face and tried to shake off his feeling of discomfort. "Look, I'm done. Give me my clothes back. I'm going home."

"Sorry." Lightning Dust said with a smirk, "I don't know where they are."

"What do you mean you don't know where they are?" Soarin asked through clenched teeth, his anger starting to build.

"Don't worry, I just gave them to Fleetfuck and told her to hide them somewhere. I thought you might have a change of heart and now you don't have a choice."

"Fleetfoot..... please tell me where you put them. I need to get out of here." Soarin pleaded to his marefriend.

Fleetfoot shook her head. "Mistress said not to tell you till she gave the word."

"So you see, you're stuck here. Now how about you have a seat, you can join in on our conversation." Lightning said taking a seat herself. "Fleetfuck, join the mare up there and let me see you dance." Fleetfoot quickly complied, walking up to the table and giving her wings a strong flap to help her jump up to the pole dancing unicorn. The pegasus mare did her best to move her body provocatively, like her new dance partner, but her abilities paled in comparison to the trained unicorn.

"I don't want to sit down, I want to leave. If you don't give me my clothes right now I'll make a scene." Soarin said trying to bluff his way out of the situation. He was sure that Lightning Dust wouldn't want to be embarrassed in front of all the guests.

"Oh, I would love to see that." The earth pony stallion chimed in. "To see a prestigious pony like 'Soarin of the Wonderbolts' make a fool of himself in front of dozens of ponies, and in the buff too. I would pay good money for that kind of show." The stallion gave Soarin an almost sinister look, the pegasus was cornered. Grumbling a little, Soarin sat down in a folding chair, the cool metal making him wince as it touched his bare bottom and sack.

Lightning gave a smug grin, "Now that you're being more compliant, how about a drink?"

Soarin gave her a sneer. "I'm really not thirsty right now."

"Oh come on, it might just loosen you up a little. No one likes a stuffy sub." The pegasus mare replied.

"I am not a 'sub'. I am only here to make sure you don't make Fleetfoot do anything she'll regret." Said Soarin in objection.

The gryphon sitting across from him raised her eyebrow at his statement. "You sure about that? You sure are going through a lot to just be worrying about some slut."

"Don't.... call her that...." Sorin said in a dangerous tone.

The gryphon snapped her fingers. "Hey pegabitch, get over here." Fleetfoot stopped her dance and went over to the gryphon, eager to obey. "Turn around, hands and knees, lift your tail." Soarin watched as Fleetfoot did as she was told. Once the mare got in position the gryphon brought her talon up and shoved a claw inside of Fleetfoot's pussy, much to the pegasus' enjoyment. "Tell your coltfriend over there how you feel." The gryphon said as she moved her claw around inside of the mare, scratching her insides harshly.

Fleetfoot gave few whimpers at the avian's painful touches. "I.... feeeel.... goood.... please... hurt.... me... more..." Fleetfoot's body quivered as her breathing increased rapidly.

Soarin could see that she loved being violated by the gryphon. It bugged him that for all his protests, it seemed that they were right, that Fleetfoot was little more than a slut being used by whoever wanted her body. He couldn't accept that though. The Fleetfoot he knew was never like this, not even when they were alone or playing their little games. Why did she seem so different around this crowd? It had to have something to do with that time she was away. If only he knew more about what happened.

"Hey Lightning Dust, you met Fleetfoot in Manehatten right?" Soarin said, testing the waters to see if he could get any information from the mare.

"Yes, we met there. We had plenty of time to get to know each other there." Lightning then bent closer and gave the stallion a seductive look. "Very personally."

"So.... how exactly did you two meet?" Asked Soarin. "I have tried to ask Fleetfoot, but she won't give me details."

"Gilda, would you mind taking your fingers out of my pet's cunt." Lightning said looking over to the gryphon. With a small sound of annoyance the gryphon slid her claw out of Fleetfoot's now wet pussy, much to the pegasus mare's disappointment. "So you want to get a little information from me? Fine, I don't mind talking."

"Really?" Soarin couldn't believe it was this easy, there had to be a catch.

Lightning gave a light laugh. "Sure, if you are willing to obey me just a little."

Soarin figured she would say something like that. "What do you want...?" Soarin asked, it wouldn't hurt to hear her out at least.

"Nothing you wouldn't normally do in private. Just get up on that table and fuck my pegasus." Replied Lightning Dust.

"Your pegasus?! What the hell is wrong with you? She is pony, not some dog." Said Soarin, though the fact that Fleetfoot was now on her hand and knees panting like a bitch in heat didn't help his argument.

"Is it really any different than you calling her your marefriend? Let's just both agree that we both have some claim to the little whore. Mine is just greater." Said Lightning Dust.

Soarin opened his mouth to further object to what Lightning had to say, but was silenced as Fleetfoot hopped over to his side of the table. "Come on Soarin, it will be fun. Think of how exciting it will be to screw in front of all these ponies. It's making me soaked just thinking about it."

Soarin didn't find the idea attractive at all, despite what is rock hard erection was telling him. He was already embarrassed enough to be naked, but to have sex with Fleetfoot in public. Then again it seemed to be the only way that he was going to get the information he desired. He took a deep breath and looked at his marefriend. "It would make her happy...." He reasoned to himself, trying to find some way of justifying his pursuit of answers. "OK, I'll do it. After I'm finished though I want to know everything."

Lightning Dust was overjoyed by his answer. "Don't you worry, once you are done you'll get all the answers you will ever need." Soarin got up out of his seat and put his hands on the table so he could climb up on it.

Gilda looked up to the dancing unicorn as Soarin started hoisting himself on the table. "What's your name, Mare?" The gryphon asked her.

The unicorn stopped, stepping away from the pole so she could answer the gryphon. "Treasure ma'am." The unicorn said in a shy manner.

"Well Treasure, get down here. You can be my toy while those two have at each other." Gilda patted her lap and the unicorn did as she was told, hesitating only for a second before stepping off the table. As soon as she sat on the gryphon's legs Gilda started running her claws along her body. Treasure flinched and whimpered as the sharp points of the gryphon's talons ran along her skin harshly. The claws dug in enough to break the top layer of flesh, but the unicorn's fur hid any signs of lacerations or blood.

Once Soarin got on the table he got close to Fleetfoot and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "Fleetfoot, are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered to her, hoping against hope that she would reconsider all of this. Even so he was not surprised when she nodded back at him.

"Come on stud. We are all waiting on you." Gilda said as she sent her fingers deeply inside Treasure's snatch. "Get started or get off!"

"Hopefully both." Lightning Dust added.

"I'm getting to it!" Soarin yelled at the two, making them laugh at his outburst.

Fleetfoot turned herself around so her back was to the pegasus stallion. "Soarin.... please fill me with your cock right here on this table. I want you inside me and I want everypony to see it." She placed her head along the tabletop sideways and lifted her flank up high, wiggling it to try to entice the stallion with her dripping pussy.

Soarin positioned himself hesitantly behind the lusty pegasus mare, placing the head of his rod against her soaked entrance. He placed his hands around her waist and gave one more look to the ponies sitting at the table. Each of them now gave their full attention to the stallion and his marefriend. Their gazes only made him more and more nervous. The anxiety he felt trying to perform a simple sex act in front of this small audience was far worse than anything he ever felt performing his daring tricks in front of thousands. He did his best to tone them out and with a hard thrust of his hips he pushed himself into Fleetfoot.

The pegasus mare let out a moan of satisfaction as he drove deeply into her. She had hoped that this would be what would come of this party ever since she heard Soarin was going to come with her and her mistress. She felt the stallion pull out slowly and then thrust his thick penis into her once more. "Aaaahhhhh.... Soarin.... more... moooorrrreee...." She called out loudly, not caring who heard.

Soarin, now wearing a deep shade of red on his face, did his best to please Fleetfoot as quickly as possible. Sending his stallionhood deep into the mare again and again he started to let out his own light moans as the pleasure of the act started to get the better of him. Each time he slammed his hips against his marefriend's round rump her whole body was forced forward and she would let out a lewd sound as she was driven closer to orgasm.

It was still a wonder to him how much she enjoyed this treatment. She seemed to be far more into this than their own sexual adventures, or even their more kinky bondage games. "Has she always been this way?" He thought as he continued his motions. "Could she really keep something like this hidden for so long? What even makes her enjoy something like this?"

Almost as if answering his thoughts the pegasus mare let out a loud cry of pleasure and clenched her pussy around his organ. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" She yelled in the midst of her climax.

Soarin had to look away as he continued to fuck her, not wanting to think of Fleetfoot like this. He turned his disgust to something else that he felt deserved it more, the one who brought the two pegasi here to begin with. Looking at Lightning Dust, his hatred for her grew as he noticed her smug expression. If he had any say in what would happen after this party was over, he was never going to let Fleetfoot ever get used by that bitch like this ever again. "I might have to get Spitfire involved after all." Thought Soarin. He had wanted to spare Fleetfoot the humiliation of the other Wonderbolts knowing about this aspect of her personal life, but it was becoming more and more apparent that this was not good for her.

He took a deep breath and rapidly stabbed his cock inside the mare a few dozen more times, using his anger to fuel his actions, before finally letting out a low moan of his own as he released himself in Fleetfoot's moist innards. Never stopping his thrusts as he shot his white fluids in the mare he started to slow as he emptied his sack of all he had. As sickening as the event had been in his mind it horrified him that in some way he had found enjoyment in it, as this was the first time he had ever cum so hard. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to ignore the feelings of ecstasy filling his mind, trying to block out everything around him, but then he heard something that made his heart sink to the pit of his stomach.

"Bravo!" He heard a male pony say. At first he thought it might have been the red stallion from before that spoke the word, but when he opened his eyes he saw that his performance had drawn the attention of a rather large crowd. Shocked at the sudden awareness of all the ponies watching him he jumped away from Fleetfoot, causing her now vacant pussy to pour his sperm all over the table top. To his dismay the crowd started to applaud him for the display. He felt like trying to run away, but the crowd had him surrounded and in his humiliatingly aroused state he found his wings were once again spread out against his will and would not obey any mental commands he tried to give them.

"Looks like you're a hit." Lightning said over the crowds claps. "You should be proud. It usually takes a lot more to impress this group.

Soarin didn't feel proud at all. Instead he felt dirty and used, feeling that somehow this was Lightning's plan all along. He covered his crotch to try to preserve some sort of modesty, his cock still fully erect even after his powerful orgasm. Doing what little he could to distance himself from the crowd he used his legs to scoot himself to the center of the table, pressing his back against the dance pole. As he sat there stewing in his own fear and embarrassment the crowd begun to talk about him like when they had noticed him before.

"I never thought we would see two Wonderbolts doing each other here."

"Look at how shy Soarin is. He's simply adorable."

"They are such a cute pair."

"I wonder if their owner's would let us use them later."

"Did Lady Tourmaline set this up? I can't think of anypony else who could."

After several minute of the crowd's attentions Soarin felt like crying. He was never going to get past this night. By this point he was sure every pony at the party had seen him. Thoughts of his disgrace becoming publicly known formed in his mind and were exaggerated to the degree that even ponies as high in status as Princess Celestia and Luna's images were laughing at him.

As he was about to get up and force his way through the ponies, ready to leave the party without his clothes if he had to, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed and a couple of spotlights shined on a large stage at the wall furthest from where Soarin was now. To his relief this lured every pony away as they went to see what was going on, the only ones remaining being the few who were at the table before. The stallion was still a bit shaken, but he could now at least try to relax.

Lightning Dust turned her head to watch the stage. "I guess it is time for the main event." She said leaning back in her seat. "I wonder what they are going to do?"

The ponies sitting around the table watched on as a pure white unicorn with a pink mane entered the spotlight. She was wearing an evening gown that was a matching color to her fur, the dress fitting so tightly to her slender frame that it left practically nothing to the imagination. Holding a mic in her hand she brought it to her muzzle and addressed the crowd.

"Filly, gentlecolts, thank you all for coming to me and my husband's soiree. I am glad to see that mostly everyone could come to join the festivities and that so many of you could bring along your pets to help with the entertainment." Said the white unicorn.

As Soarin calmed himself he couldn't help but watch the unicorn along with the other guests. She was simply stunning, a vision of beauty, but that was not the only reason that he couldn't take his eyes off her. "I have seen her somewhere before, but where?" The pegasus stallion pondered to himself. It was only the sudden touch of Fleetfoot's arms gently wrapping around his neck that broke his concentration.

"Oh wow, I didn't know Miss Fleur was the one that threw this party. I would've thought she would have invited me." Fleetfoot whispered, not wanting to interrupt the mare on stage.

"Miss Fleur...." Soarin quietly said. "Wait... you mean Fleur de Lis? As in wife to Fancy Pants? She's involved in this kind of stuff?"

Fleetfoot nodded to the stallion. "Yeah, she and Fancy Pants use me from time to time. Those days I 'stayed home'... that was me going to their manor so I could be toyed with by them."

Soarin let out a sigh, he was beyond being angry at this point. "Is there anything else I should know?"

"Yeah, Miss Fleur is much more of a freak sexually than her husband. He just likes to watch as she touches and tortures me all night long." Said Fleetfoot. In some strange way that comforted Soarin. At least she wasn't sleeping around with another stallion, at least not as far as he knew.

As the two pegasi spoke to each other Fleur continued her speech. "Now as you all might have noticed, my beloved husband wasn't able to join us this evening. Unfortunately he had to go to see Lady Tourmaline because of an incident involving some property he acquired recently." The crowd begun to make hushed commented to one another as the mare allowed them a moment to take in her words. "Don't worry, the situation has been dealt with, but after tonight I will be joining him so we can take care of the problem first hand. For now though why don't we end this party with a bit of a surprise."

Fleur went to the back part of the stage and grabbed a chain up off the ground. Grabbing it with her other hand she started reeling the chain in and soon a pony joined her on stage. The pony was an earth pony stallion, dark grey furred with a purple mane. His arms were restricted behind his back, bound tightly in a leather arm binder and the chain in Fleur's hands attached to a collar around his neck. Around his modestly sized penis was a pink ribbon wrapped up in a bow that insured that his erection wouldn't go limp. In his hair was similar bows as well as one large bow around the base of his tail, making the stallion look a bit girly in appearance.

"I would like to introduce you all to this silly little colt I found following me home the other day. He was such a little cutie I had to add him to my collection." The Unicorn mare said as she wrapped a hand around his muzzle and squished his cheeks together, inciting a little laughter from the guests. "Why don't you introduce yourself my newest pet." Fleur let go of the stallion and placed the mic she was holding up to his mouth.

The stallion was only a little hesitant as the mic was placed before him, but with a smile he spoke into it to do as his mistress told him. "Um... hello. My name is Doodle Dip. I became my mistress' slave just a month ago. I like anal, oral and being dressed up like a little filly. Mistress likes to tease my little penis and if I am good she lets me lick her pussy."

Fleur tapped him slightly on the snout with the mic. "Now, now, Dippy. You are getting a little personal, I might have to punish you in front of all my guests."

Doodle's tail wagged at her declaration. "Oh please mistress! I would love to have my body tortured in front of your friends! I would do anything you wanted for the opportunity to entertain them for your amusement!" The stallion was bouncing on his hooves as he express his excitement, his dick bobbing up and down as he did.

Soarin groaned at his display. "Another one. How many ponies are there that are this deep into being treated like slaves?"

Fleetfoot giggled at his statement. "A lot more than you would think. Some ponies don't even know that they like it till they try it first hand. Even you might like it if you gave it a shot."

"I don't think that I would ever be into something like this. I don't even think you should." Soarin replied, making his discomfort known.

"Well that is a bit judgmental of you." Lightning Dust said, listening in on the conversation. "Who are you to say what is good for Fleetfoot or not?" Soarin ignored her and focused back on the two ponies on stage.

Fleur patted Doodle Dip on the head and turned her back to the crowd. "Now I don't want you all to think I brought you all here to show off my newest slave, I also wanted to use this time to initiate another pony who will soon be crawling on his hands and knees to please me. Everypony, please put your hands together for..... Soarin!"

A new spotlight came on in the room and shown directly on the male Wonderbolt. "The fuck!?" Soarin shouted as he tried to block his eyes from the bright light. The crowd clapped, whistled and cheered loudly at the stallion, making him feel incredibly self-conscious once more. If there was anypony that didn't know he was there before, there was no doubt that they knew now.

"Soarin" Fleur continued. "Would you please come up and join me on stage?"

"What?! NO!" He yelled over the crowd.

Lightning Dust grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him slightly. "Oh come on and give it a try you stick in the mud, or are you just afraid you'll like it."

"Fuck no!" Soarin yelled again, not wanting any part of this.

"Fine, how about this...." Lightning said getting in close. "You go up there and let that unicorn have her way with you, just for tonight, and after that I will leave your slut marefriend alone for a whole six months."

"Wait... you're serious? You will leave her alone?" Said Soarin back at the mare.

"Sure, I have plenty of other playthings. You two can have lots of quality time. Maybe even enough to teach her how to be a more modest pony like yourself. All you need to do is let a mare use you for one night." Lightning Dust said, confirming her part of the deal.

Soarin thought about it hard. He really didn't want to go on stage, but if he could keep Fleetfoot away from such a bad influence, then perhaps he could help her learn how to get pleased sexually without being treated like a whore. "Fine, I'll do it." He said stepping off of the table. "But if I see you anywhere around Fleetfoot, I'm going to tell Spitfire about this whole thing, and I am sure she will have some words for the both of you."

"Oh, I wouldn't want something like that to happen." The pegasus mare replied. She really didn't care what the captain of the Wonderbolts thought about this, but if she knew then that would give the Society unwanted attention. Regardless of that though she felt that after tonight she wouldn't have to keep up her end of the bargain, not after Fleur was done with the stallion.

Soarin made his way through the crowd and up to the stage, covering his dick the whole time. He approached Fleur and tilted his head slightly to avoid eye contact, he was too embarrassed to look anyone in the eye at the moment.

"Ah, about time you came up. You kept everyone waiting." Fleur said in a condescending tone. "No matter, you are here now."

Soarin looked sheepishly at the mare who was still holding the chain attached to Doodle's collar in her hand. He couldn't help but shake slightly, even with his mind filled with resolve to do this to keep Lightning Dust away from Fleetfoot. "What do I have to do?" He said coldly.

"You just have to obey." Said Fleur. "If you have any trouble understanding just look to my Dippy and do as he does, but after a while all you will have to do is relax and take what I give you. Think you can do that Soarin?" The stallion gave the unicorn a nod. The mare then brought the mic in her hand back to her lips. "Good, then let's bring in what we will use for tonight's main event!"

At her command two large devices were pushed on stage. The devices were identical, a pair of simple metal frames that had large holes within them to place ones hands, hooves and neck. As the ponies that brought them in got the frames in place, they removed the wheels that were used to bring them in and then bolted them both to the ground so that the devices couldn't fall over.

"Now my two stallions" Fleur spoke as she started to undo the binds on Doodle's arms. "Place yourselves inside these frames so that we may start."

Soarin watched the other stallion and saw him rub his arms a bit before happily going to the frame that was closest to him. Sliding his appendage into the slots that were made to bind them and waited as the ponies that wheeled the frames in snapped closed the metal parts to lock him in place, all the while shivering in excitement for what would come.

Seeing this, Soarin knew that he would have to do the same. Getting to his frame he got in place and likewise had his body bound in place. He tested the metal cuffs once they were firmly secure and found that they would allow him a little movement, but not enough to free himself if need be. He was trapped and for the most part at the mercy of the unicorn mare before him. He then felt the ponies that had bound him grip his wings and spread them out against his will. He tried to close them, but the ponies overpowered him and placed them inside of two more small ring shackles on the back that Soarin hadn't seen as he was entering the device. They locked them in and the rings gripped tightly around the appendages. Try as he might Soarin could not release them from these binds and his wings were now forced to a full spread.

"There we go." Fleur said gently running her fingers along Soarin's face. "Such prominent and powerful wings you have. You are definitely a fine example of your race. I will enjoy playing with your body."

Soarin was unsure how to respond, but he chose to take what Fleur said as a compliment. "Thank yo-ack!" As he opened his mouth to speak he once more found another bondage device forced upon him, this time a phallic shaped mouth gag being shoved into his mouth. He tried to flail his head around to avoid the contraption, but the skillful ponies placing it in his muzzle anticipated his motions and managed to strap it firmly to his head. As the gag threatened to press against the back of his throat reactively he tried to use his tongue to push it out, only managing to run it along the object's shaft. It took him a moment to realize what this was making him do and he couldn't help but feel his humiliation burn even brighter than before.

Not able to do much in his current position he turned his head to watch the pony known as Doodle Dip receive his own phallic gag, willingly opening his mouth to allow it entrance, letting out a squeal of delight as it was fastened to him. Doodle then turned his head to look at Soarin, showing the pegasus stallion a small hole at the end of the gag. The hole was apparently there to allow air to the wearer, at least that is what Soarin thought until Fleur attached a small tube to his.

"My little pegasus..." The unicorn mare said as she stroked Soarin's hair. "Since this is your first time I want to let you have a treat. Something to take your mind off of things." Raising up her hand she brought before the stallion's eyes a large, transparent bag filled with a pinkish-purple liquid. "Have a taste." Soarin watched as Fleur squeezed the pouch and send the fluid through the tube and into his gag. He took a deep breath through his nose and prepared for the liquid to enter his mouth. Once it touched his tongue though he quickly recalled the taste of the mysterious fruit that Fleetfoot had on her counter the first night he and her had shared a bed.

Pleased to once again have the delicious taste spark his senses once more, he not only drunk what Fleur had squeezed for him, but actively started to suck on the penis shaped plastic in his mouth to have more of it. "That is a good boy. Drink as much as you want. This is a pure blend of passion fruit juice. It will be your treat for submitting to my will." Fleur said as she placed the plastic pouch on a hook at the side of Soarin's frame and moved away from the stallion.

"Passion fruit?" Soarin thought as he greedily gulped down sip after sip of the liquid. "Is that what it's called? I wonder where I can get some more?" As he continued he started to find his thoughts turning from his earlier humiliation and nervousness to that of arousal and burning desire. He was beginning to feel the effect of the fluids now flowing into his stomach, never connecting the lust building inside him with the liquid. All he knew is he wanted to be pleasured and that he wanted more of this juice.

He kept his eyes on the white unicorn, the one in control, the one that would give him the pleasure he desired. She was playing with Doodle's cock, stroking it with her hand, giving the earth pony her attention instead of him. Calling out to her against his gag he slammed his body against the metal frame that held him, thrusting his hips and flinging precum from his now painfully throbbing shaft. He wanted her, or more to the point he wanted any mare and she was the one that was closest.

This outburst of lust didn't go unnoticed by Fleur as she toyed with her pet earth pony, rubbing his sensitive member enough to arouse him, but never letting him go over the peak of pleasure. "My, my, my, Soarin is going to hurt himself." To Doodle Dip's misfortune, the mare left him and went over to the pegasus. "Soarin, are you wanting someone to touch you too?" She said, going face to face with the stallion. Soarin did a few more thrusts and then looked at Fleur with pleading eyes. "Are you willing to do everything I say to receive your pleasure? To give in to my commands and become my pet?"

What little reservations Soarin had left in his mind against this kind of sexual display was quickly swept aside for his burning lust. He nodded his head even as he sucked down more of the juice that only made him more and more compliant. If he had to obey to get release then he would obey.

"Very well, from now on you are mine. Anything you do will only be to serve me." Going behind the stallion she approached one of the stage hand ponies from before she took from one of them a pair of large, plastic vibrators. "Prepare the final act, the Wonderbolt is mine." With that the unicorn mare turned back towards her two captives. Heading to Soarin first she lifted his tail and pressed one of the two phallic objects against his tight hole.

At first Soarin resisted this sudden pressure that was forcing its way inside his virgin anus, but soon he realized that the pain he was expecting was instead met with intense pleasure. Even so, reflex made it so he tensed his rear up, making the task difficult for the white unicorn. Nevertheless with effort Fleur pushed the item inside until only a small bit was left exposed. Satisfied with her work she flipped a switch to turn on the vibrator and then went to make Doodle match his pegasus partner.

Soarin's mind flared with sensations. He never knew that sex could feel this good. Just the mere experience of having something shoved into his ass was more exhilarating that any time he spent with Fleetfoot, yet it was not enough to give him release. He needed more, something that would outmatch anything he ever felt before and might never feel again. Soon two ponies came between him and the earth pony across from him bearing what he needed.

The stage ponies placed on the ground a cauldron, within it red-hot coals and a metal rod that stuck out from them. Fleur, having just finished with Doodle, stepped up the cauldron and took up the rod in her hand. Lifting it up she revealed the rod as the branding iron it was, the end of it tipped in a symbol that matched one of the three on her cutie mark.

The mare approached Soarin with the iron and as he watched what little instincts of self-preservation he had taken over. Even in his lust filled state he knew that the brand would only bring pain. Even so the frame held fast as he struggled to free himself, to escape the situation that was about to happen. "Now, now my newly acquired plaything, I need you to hold still. I don't want to mess this up." Soarin begged and screamed, but all he got were cheers in return. The crowd wanted him to suffer and in some way the thought of that made him even more aroused in his passion fruit induced state. Feeling the hands of several of the stage ponies grab his body, he felt his body get held in place as the mare went for the area that would cause the most pain.

Fleur grabbed a hold of the head of Soarin's cock, pushing it down slightly as she aimed her brand. This stallion was hers now and she wanted all that would use him from this point on to know it. Carefully steadying the iron she pressed it forward and seared her insignia along the side of his sensitive rod. Soarin gave out one last cry and then tensed up every muscle in his body.

Inside the stallions mind a burst of new sensations came to him, overloading his body and making the pegasus lose all control. What he felt was not pain however, instead a something that was so far beyond it that it seemed to perfectly mix agony and pleasure into something new, something that in his mind was spectacular. His eyes turned up, rolling inside his skull, as the feeling washed over him and only increased the longer Fleur kept the brand against his flesh. Soon though the brand was removed and where it had once been was now a mark that would forever declare the stallion as her property. As Fleur went to do the same to Doodle, who did not have the advantage of being under the influence of the passion fruit, the stage ponies released Soarin and joined with her.

Soarin's body fell limp in his bonds and his cock shot out semen everywhere. As he emptied himself yet again, his penis continued to quiver and flex as if it wanted to cum more, but never producing anything. Soarin didn't care though, he was gone from the conscious world. All he knew was the wonderful sensation that racked his body and the small burning feeling that seemed to now be the focal point of his existence.

Author's Note

Today's OC cameos are Lonely Heart and Stirred Brew (who is owned by Stirred_Brew) and Doodle Dip (who is owned by Endercrow32)

Fleetfoot Arc Epilogue and writer notes soon to come.