Sid's Requests

Sid’s Requests:

Training Day (ObsidianPony)

Lightning Dust been sitting outside of Spitfire’s office for the last thirty minutes, knowing that she already lost any chance at being a Wonderbolt after the stunt she pulled with the Elements of Harmony, and that she was just there to receive an official note of discharge.

As much as it pains her, Lightning resigned to her fate. She was a mare of pride and if she was to be kicked out of the Wonderbolts, she was going to do it with her nose held high. In hindsight she really couldn’t blame Spitfire for kicking her out, she was reckless, and placed the team and others in danger.

She deserved it. The Wonderbolts were an emergency first-response, then they were entertainers. How can anyone call themselves a Wonderbolt if they endanger those they have to protect. Not only that, Wonderbolts are a team, and Lightning endanger her entire team during a simple training exercise. How was she going to be trusted to work with a team to save anyone if she just in it for the fame.

And then there was the look Rainbow Dash gave her. It was one of pure disappointment. The one pony that could keep up with her, the one pony that actually made her push herself, and she blew it. Lightning Dust really admire Rainbow’s willingness to push herself, that she wanted to imitate it. When she learned that Rainbow was going to be her wing-mare, Lightning nearly lost self-control.

One of the hottest mares Lightning has ever seen and she was to be her wing-mare. What she wouldn’t give just to be with the mare just once. To actually know the warmth of her lips, the speed of her movements, and her everlasting endurance. Even if it was just a one-time thing, Lightning Dust would be happy. Hell, after today, she would be happy if Rainbow ever looks her way.

To bad all that’s coming to an end.

The door to Spitfire’s office opened up and a winged canine walked out. “Lightning C. Dust, Captain Spitfire will see you now,” He informed, looking Lightning in the eyes.

“Hey you’re from the Lunar Republics right?” Lightning was confused as to why a winged canine was there in Equestria, having heard that the Lunar Republics are know for hybrids of all types.

“Yeah, I’m the new transfer from the Aerostreams.” Lightning’s ears perked up when she heard this, knowing that the Aerostreams where just as good- if not better -than the Wonderbolts. “I just started, and I’ll be help training the new recruits. Anyway I better get going.” The canine left out of the office, heading to wherever he was assigned to be by Lightning’s guess.

Well, that’s another option if things go wrong. Lightning though to herself before walking in to Spitfire’s office. The room was nearly pitch-dark, aside from the cracks of light from the shades over the window, and Lightning saw Spitfire sitting at her desk. Lightning tried to tell what Spitfire was thinking but the many years serving as the captain of the Wonderbolts has given Spitfire the ability to hide her emotions.

“Lightning Dust, I’ve been expecting you.” Even her voice made it difficult to tell what she was thinking. Lightning didn’t dare move until Spitfire gave her permission to, knowing whatever ice she was skating on was near non-existent at this point. “Have a seat.” Lightning quickly took the empty seat in front of Spitfire’s desk, never once have she moved as fast as she did, not even when she was flying.

Spitfire remained unmoved and completely unimpressed with the speed Lightning followed her order. “I assume you know why I’ve called you back here?” Lightning’s body started to tense up, knowing the end was coming.

Suck it up Dust, you got yourself in this mess, now you’re going to have to live your mistakes. Lightning took a deep breath, getting ready to respond. “Yes ma-”

“No you don’t!” Lightning quickly closed her mouth under Spitfire’s sudden authoritative tone. “You have no idea what mess you placed us in. Endangering your teammates, the Elements of Harmony, and also not listening to your wing-mare.” Lightning’s tough personality started to falter under the enraged captain. “You know I was willing to overlook the tornado and all of the recruits that it harmed, but I have to draw the line with endangering the Elements of freaking Harmony.”

Lightning bite her bottom lip, now that she looked back to it, she did acted reckless, and wasn’t deserving being called a Wonderbolt. “So you would think I have every right to expel you from the Academy without any hopes of joining, but you’re wrong.”

Lightning looked up to Spitfire with shock in her eyes. Did I just hear that right? This has got to be a dream. She couldn’t fathom why she was still on the Academy grounds, let alone not in jail, and now she was being told that she still had a chance.

“After I got off the phone with Celestia, she ‘persuaded’ me to give you a second chance.” Spitfire stood up from her seat, walking over to the shades. “Lightning Dust, tell me what do you think the Wonderbolts are for?”

“Um...To serve as a first response and entrainment team. Ma’am,” Lightning Dust answered after snapping out of her shock.

“Wrong.” Spitfire opened the blinds, causing Lightning Dust to wince from the sudden light. “The Wonderbolts are much more than that.” Spitfire gazed over the training fields, taking note of the new batch of recruits that just came in. She also took note of the new transfer from the Lunar Republics, running the recruits through the flying course.

“The Wonderbolts are not just a team of flyers. We are a disciplined band of flyers, are main job is to aid in the immediate protection of all of Equestria, and insure their safety.” Spitfire continued to watch the new transfer as he tested the spin-out simulator for the new recruits. As the canine was thrown in the air, Spitfire could feel the focus coming from him, and by all natural laws was he was able to land safely without using his wings to fly or even glide to the ground.

The new recruits stood in awe from the canine’s ability, Spitfire could tell that he would be a great addition to the Wonderbolts. And he only cost me five fresh graduates. “The entertainment part comes after,” She continued, taking her seat. “Now, Lightning. You have two options, you can take this second chance, and follow every word I say. Or, you can take your chances with the Aerostreams in the republics, and from what I’ve heard ponies usually don’t make the cut.”

Lightning Dust barely could sit right in her chair, here she was- after making one of the biggest messes in the Wonderbolts history -given a second chance. “Yes ma’am, I’ll follow every order to the ‘T.’” Lightning knew that second chances like this don’t happen everyday. This time she wasn’t going to let her pride get in the way, this time she was going to do it right.

“Good, but before I can trust you in a suit again, I have to see if you got what it takes to follow other’s orders.” Spitfire stood from her seat again, walking over to the door, and Lightning caught the hit of a sway. “Well Dust, are you coming or not?” Lightning didn’t think twice before she was up from her seat and behind Spitfire.

The two walked through the recruit's barracks, both keeping their thoughts to themselves. Oh my gosh. After the biggest screw up of my life and here I’m with a second chance. Lightning was overjoyed, it was only by the grace of Celestia that she was still here, and now she was going to make sure that she wasn’t going to mess it up.

She and Spitfire round the corner, that’s when Lightning saw the last pony she was expected to see.

Rainbow Dash.

The fastest flyer in Equestria, an element of harmony, and Lightning’s distant crush. Every curve on the mare spoke only of power, and athletic talent. Her large wings rested on her back, each feather could produce its own ounce of wind-power, and also able to break the sound barrier.

“Rainbow Dash, I hope we didn’t keep you waiting,” Spitfire said, breaking Lightning out of her ogling. “I had got caught up with last minute paperwork for a new transfer.” Spitfire walked over to the rainbow-mane beauty, Lightning did the same thing, but trying to hide her feelings for her.

“Nah, its okay. So, she took the offer?” Lightning was slightly thrown off by Rainbow knowing that she was given a second chance. She thought best of saying anything, fearing that Rainbow was still mad at her for putting her friends in danger, and for getting her wing injured

“She knows most of it, I wanted to wait until I was sure she’ll go through it first,” Spitfire said with a smirk on her muzzle. She turned to the ever so silent Lightning Dust, the smirk turning into a sly grin. “Lightning, you said you’ll follow every order without hesitation?”

“Yes ma’am, I’ll fly to through Tartus and back.”

“Drop the tough-mare act, I won’t be having a repeat of today.” Lightning snapped her wings shut when she heard the sternness in Spitfire’s voice. “I need trained flyers, not reckless danger seekers. Now, before we start, these a few questions. First: are you seeing anyone?”

“Say what?” Lightning was completely thrown for a loop by Spitfire’s unsuspecting question.

“You heard me. Are you seeing anyone, its a yes or no question.” The seriousness of Spitfire’s tone still threw Lightning off, but the flat look told her it was in her best interest to answer the question.

“N-no ma’am.” Okay what does me seeing anyone have anything to do with-

“Second question: are you a virgin?” Lightning’s jaw almost fell off, the very personal, and random questions only raised her suspicions.

“No ma’am.” What kind of question are-

“Okay last question: how willing are you to be a Wonderbolt?” Of all the question this was the only one that Lightning could actually answer.

“I’ll do anything.” Spitfire studied Lightning’s face, looking for any falters in her determination, anything that would make her turn back, and anything that made Spitfire think she didn’t have what it takes.

She didn’t see anything.

“Well Lightning Dust, welcome to training day.”

Wonderbolt Academy; Mare’s showers

“Ahhh!” Lightning Dust had been on her hands and knees for the last hour, going through another endurance test, but this one was far different than anything she’s been through before. Right behind her stood Rainbow, thrusting in and out of her marehood with an enchanted strap-on. Being single for quite sometime now, Lightning has seen the toy in a catalog, and it was said to be able to increase any size the user wanted to.

Right now Rainbow had the thing set to eight inches, also turning on the added vibrator for added effect on Lightning. She was glad to have a chance with Rainbow, Lightning just wished that it was under different circumstances, but glad nonetheless. Rainbow repeatedly smacked her hips into Lightning’s ass, causing a loud smacking sound that was muffled by the running shower water.

Lightning’s perky breast bounced with each thrust, her tight marehood grabbed the toy only doubling the pleasure she, and Rainbow felt.

In front of her was Spitfire, who was getting ready for another round, but she took a moment to inspect Lightning’s performance. So far she was pleased with the mare, Lightning was able to make Spitfire cum two times before she did once, and Rainbow… “Ahh!” Well, Rainbow was a hair-trigger, but she had the recovery time to make up for it.

Rainbow pulled out of Lightning after she came for the third time in the row, falling back on her ass to the wet tile floor. Her breathing was tried and ragged, making Spitfire roll her eyes at her. “Rainbow, this was to test Lightning’s resolve, yet here you are cumming every ten seconds,” She said, stepping in front of her, and pulling out the toy.

“H-hey! Its not my fault she so tight,” Rainbow complained when she had the breath to. Spitfire smacked her lips at the mare’s whining, she aimed one end of the magical toy towards her marehood, and started to push it in.

Spitfire moaned when she felt the magic running its course, taking shape to the size she wanted to. The fake shaft started to glow a bright orange color before taking shape of a mere five inch. “What?! That’s nowhere near big enough!”

“Says you,” Spitfire said, walking over behind Lightning, and aiming the shaft to her marehood. “It’s not what you got, it's how you use it.” Spitfire pushed the shaft all the way inside of Lightning, making her moan from the sudden entry. Spitfire rolled her hips, causing the shaft to move about inside of Lightning, and making her moan each time the shaft hit a sensitive spot.

This wasn’t Spitfire’s first time ‘testing’ a pony’s resolve to stay in the Wonderbolts and it also wasn’t her first time using the toy. Spitfire paid close attention to the change in pitch in Lightning’s moans. When she memorized her most sensitive spots, she willed the toy to grow ever so slightly in size, and scratched it against Lightning’s walls.

Lightning’s eyes shot out of her head when she felt the toy growing inside of her, and now that Spitfire knew all of her sensitive spots she could relentlessly attack them, or upright deny Lightning any pleasure at all. Of course, Spitfire had the vibrator

on full setting, and was feeling as much as pleasure as Lightning.

But Spitfire had experience over the mare, so she knew how to push her over faster. Spitfire reached over to Lightning’s bouncing breasts, roughly grabbing the small mounds, and pinching the nipples.

Lightning had to bite her lower lip from screaming out in bliss. Spitfire saw her trying to hold back so she reduced the size of the shaft, causing Lightning to whine in disapproval. She looked over her shoulder back to the fire-maned beauty, a pleading look on her face.

“Oh? You want to say something Lightning,” Spitfire teased, rolling the shaft around. Lightning could barely think, much less form words, but being denied was much harder to deal with then Rainbow’s wild pounding.

“C-captain...please I can’t-” Lightning was interrupted by a surprise thrust from Spitfire, who made the shaft grow in size to completely fill Lightning up.

“I'm sorry Lightning Dust, you were saying something?” Neither Rainbow nor Lightning would have ever pegged Spitfire for the teasing type.

With the vibrator still on full and the shaft completely filling her up, it was near impossible for Lightning to think, but she pushed on knowing that Spitfire was expecting her to speak. “C-captain, I-I’ll do...w-whatever it takes...t-to be a Wonderbolt,” Lightning said, forcing her moans to sound like a determine motto. Spitfire allowed a pride smile to form on her lips, she knew that the mare had it in her...somewhere.

“Well then, lets see if you got what it takes.” Spitfire pulled the shaft out, shrinking it’s size as she did so, and thrusting back in increasing the size. She repeated this over and over again, quickly building a well-timed rhythm to each thrust. Lightning lost it, the feeling of the shaft being easily pulled out, but being forcefully pushed back in drove her up the wall.

It took everything she had just not to give in to the pleasure right then and there but she held on to the last bits of resistance she had, knowing that there was no room for error. Spitfire upped the tempo of the thrust wanting to see how much Lightning could take.

The magical shaft filled every inch of her marehood, making Lightning wince from the pain, and pleasure it came with. After already cumming a couple of times herself, Spitfire was on the edge, but she knew that Lightning was closer. It soon became a battle of wills between the mares, neither one willing to give an inch to the other.

A sharp cry from behind them reminded that Rainbow was still watching, and from the sounds of things was enjoying the show in front of her. For the briefest of moments Lightning lost her focus and Spitfire made her pay for her mistake.

She resumed the thrusting but this time instead of shrinking the shaft she just left it at full size, pounding away at what was left of Lightning’s resistance. Caught completely off-guard by the pounding, Lightning quickly reached the biggest peak for the last hour, and came hard around the shaft.

Spitfire didn’t stop the thrusting, instead Lightning’s cum only served to give her a better way to thrust harder. Soon though, Spitfire came to an end, but not before Lightning could reach another peak.

Lightning Dust collapsed on the shower floor, worn out, and completely exhausted. Spitfire pulled the toy out of her, allowing Lightning to regain some composter, and also pulled it out of herself.

“Well, I think that wraps everything up. What you say Dash?” Spitfire looked towards Rainbow, who was laying on her back a dazed look on her face. "Um...Dash, you okay?"

“Y-yeah...I’m fine.” Rainbow slowly sat up looking at the worn out form of Lightning Dust. “So, you think she alright?”

Spitfire looked at the glazed look in Lightning Dust’s eyes. “Oh yeah, she is alright,” She said, seeing worst. “Hey think you can get her to her new room? I got some work to finish up.” Spitfire walked to the door out of the showers and to the changing room.

Rainbow shrugged her shoulders and picked Lightning Dust up, not really interested with whatever paperwork Spitfire had to do. “Come on Lightning, lets get moving.” She and Lightning started to make their way to the changing areas to pick up their clothes, they were surprised to see that Spitfire was already gone, but then they realized that she Spitfire,

Spitfire’s office

The new transfer walked towards Spitfire’s office after being called. He had no idea what Spitfire could want, seeing that they have already finished all the necessary paperwork for his transfer, but if the captain wanted something- anything -then you go without questions.

Especially if you are the new guy on the block.

He came up to Spitfire’s door, giving it a firm knock, and waiting permission to enter. “Come in.” The canine flinched slightly from the sound of Spitfire’s voice, it almost sounded that she had fight her way through a wall of mare’s to get a new pair of shoes. Brain, that was the absolute worst analogy I’ve ever heard. He opened the door, closing it behind him, and walked over to Spitfire’s desk.

“You called for me ma’am,” The canine asked, standing in attention. His sensitive nose picked up the scent of sweat, pride, and sex from Spitfire. He ignored it not knowing what was his business and what wasn’t.

“Yes, sergeant Skyian Cry, you mind if I just called you Sky,” Spitfire asked, having a hard time pronouncing the canine’s native name.

“No ma’am, most ponies already do,” Sky said, knowing Equestrians have a hard times with his, and most canine’s native names.

“Great, now I know you’re new here, but I have a favor to ask.” A wicked smile stretched onto Spitfire’s muzzle, causing Sky to nervously chuckle. He had no idea what daunting task lay a head of him.

The End, Sid.