Indifference

by 007Delta

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Sex, Spitfire, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Romance
Length: 2024

Spitfire sets up a sketchy test for Rainbow Dash, who doesn't realize the high flying captain of the Wonderbolts is looking at a much bigger picture, until it's too late of course.

Spitfire arranges a strange test for Rainbow Dash, who doesn't realize she is the target of the Wonderbolt captain's romantic eye. Until it's too late of course,

Published 2014-01-15 11:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-01-15 11:00:02 UTC

Falling, But Not in Love.

Author's Note

The following story is a clopfic. If you don't want to read one right now, then you should be asking yourself why you've come this far.

Otherwise, enjoy!

Falling, But Not in Love.

Rainbow Dash stood dutifully on top of an impossibly high cloud, her hoof positioned in a salute to her forehead, and eyes looking expectantly at none other than Spitfire herself. The captain of the highly esteemed flying aerobatics group, simply called the Wonderbolts, had promptly asked Dash to meet her on this cloud at 06:00 hours for what she called, a "Disaster Response Evaluation". Naturally, Dash had arrived 10 minutes early, and stood in front of the indifferent mare before her, who walked around Dash, casually looking her up and down.

Spitfire first examined Dash's front. It was obvious to her that the mare was athletic, her legs were strong and well toned. As she circled around her, she noted her attentive eyes, staring ahead respectfully, allowing Spitfire to carry on with her examination undisturbed. As the captain walked to her side, she noticed her wings. They were built strong and thick, but laid against her sides elegantly, for sleek and aerodynamic shape. Her back rounded out into an unusually firm flank, with each muscle clearly outlined and flowing down her back legs, which ended in two strong hooves. As she circled round to her back, she paused.

There, in between two toned buttocks, and partially obscured by her rainbow hued tail, sat Dash's marehood. Spitfire simply stared at it, enticed by it's beauty, and it reminded her the reason why she had called Dash here in the first place. The teal Pegasus in front of her subtly turned around to peek at Spitfire, just enough to keep the orange pony in her line of sight, but just before Dash could see what Spitfire had paused for, the orange mare had already begun circling around to her front once more.

"Rainbow Dash, I'm sure you're curious of the reason I have called you here in private, am I correct?"

"Yes ma'am,". Said Dash quickly,

Spitfire wore the same casual expression as always. "You see, When considering possible members of the Wonderbolts,"- Dash's eyebrow raised sharply. Spitfire looked towards her sternly. "Considering,". She emphasized. "We must test there decision making and resolve during a quote, disaster."

She began to pace back and forth. "In this scenario, you will not be permitted to fly. In fact, your wings will be bound to ensure you do not cheat during this examination." Spitfire motioned to a rope, which was lying discreetly in the puffy white surface, next to a black box, with a golden "WB" written across the front. "All of the tools you will need to complete this test are within this chest,". She tapped her hoof into the top of the container, before swooping into the cloud and hooking the rope around her fetlock.

"Now if you're ready, I will bind you."

Dash looked around confusedly. "Wait, what am I supposed to do?"

"Survive,". Said Spitfire, throwing the rope over Dash's back.

"How?" Said Dash, a hint of fear in her voice.

"In a disaster situation, the right thing to do is often not immediately realized. In this exercise, your objective will be to find your objective."

She pulled the rope from under Dash, brushing the top of her muzzle against her soft, warm underbelly, and looped the rope around her individual wing, tying a tight knot. She then threw the rope over her back once again and proceeding to bind the second wing. As she did this, Dash noticed that Spitfire was quite touchy with her, running her hooves along her body much longer than was necessary, but nonetheless, Dash made no move to stop her.

Once her wings were bound to her sides completely. Spitfire took a long, hard look into Dash's eyes, who only stared back, uncertainly hidden behind her magenta irises. Spitfire then guided her to the edge of the cloud, turned around, and opened the chest. Dash tried to peek around and look at the items within, but the orange mare in front of her tipped the contents over the side of the cloud, sending the box along with it. Dash looked up into Spitfire's eyes, who wore that same nonchalant, indifferent mask.

"Good luck, Rainbow Dash." Stated Spitfire as she pushed Dash over the side of the cloud.

The teal Pegasus immediately tried to open her wings, but the rope held fast. Dash began to panic, searching around frantically for whatever it is Spitfire was trying to get her to do, when she saw the black box, falling beside her. As she looked around, she noticed some rather... Strange things falling with her.

There were multiple plastic rods, that oddly resembled... A certain part of a stallion. Dash was frantically trying to process all of this information, when onto her face, fell a rather long string of anal beads. As she looked around, she noticed several other naughty toys free falling alongside her, when amidst all of this, an upside down Spitfire dropped from above. Her front legs were placed behind her back, and her back legs were spread wide, presenting her sex to Dash, who slowly put two and two together.

Spitfire's face hadn't changed since she tossed Dash over the side, and her expression remained the same as Dash yelled over the roaring wind.

"What?! This your test? You want me to..."

"This test is meant to find out how far you're willing to go, Miss Dash. Nothing more."

"What does this have to do with flying!"

"Everything. If you are unable to accomplish this simple task during the test, how can we be sure of your trustworthiness in a performance?"

Dash looked around, struggling to believe the situation she'd been presented with. "And what if just don't?"

"Then you will find that the Wonderbolts are more than capable of discovering a flyer as strong, if not stronger, who will." Spitfire still stared at Dash with those same indifferent eyes. "I suggest you hurry though, we have approximately three minutes and sixteen seconds before we hit the ground."

"And you expect me to... Finish that quickly?"

"Of all people, I thought you'd be able to do it in,". Spit flame raised her right eyebrow "Ten seconds flat,"

Dash shot Spitfire a nasty look, before she spoke. "Get over here then. In case you haven't noticed, I'm without my wings." Spitfire wordlessly maneuvered towards Dash, pressing the inside of her legs just under the bound mare's chin. Dash wrapped her hooves around Spitfire's inverted waist and looked down at her smooth vagina. Dash sighed and swallowed her pride, accepting that soon, she might be swallowing Spitfire's as well. She put her head down and began to lick her labia in long, wet strokes. She felt Spitfire react in her hooves underneath her, squirming as Dash's tongue slid against her soft genitalia. She licked down her slit and swirled around her clitoris, before slipping her tongue straight into the vagina, parting the vulva just enough for Dash to see what she was working with. She closed her eyes and shoved the front of her thin muzzle into the soft, warm pussy before her, repeatedly licking and tasting the inside of Spitfire, granting pleasurable grunts from the mare beneath her. Suddenly, Dash squirmed as she felt the Wonderbolt captain's hot breath against her own set of feminine lips, causing her to withdraw from Spitfire and let a low moan into the air.

Dash turned her head and looked down, irritation shooting from her eyes at the orange mare. "If your going to sit there and breathe all over it, then you might as well return the favor." She stated, before turning back to orange treat that lay in front of her. Spitfire smiled deviously to herself before she dove right into Dash. The teal Pegasus could feel her inner folds moistening as the sensuality of the activity forced it's way into Dash's mind, and if she was going to sit here and shove her face into this mare's crotch, then as a partner, she might as well show some appreciation and do the same.

Spitfire was beginning to get disastrously wet, and the juices were starting to fly and splatter in Dash's face as she worked her tongue into the captain's slit. She was now licking with more vigor, using her neck to force herself as far as she could into her sweet, dripping cunt, and Spitfire returned the favor by using one of her wings to tease Dash's now sopping wet pussy. She could feel the excitement boiling inside of her as she opened one of her eyes, catching a glimpse of one of the dildo's that had been spilt from the chest, falling only an arm's reach away. She snatched the rubbery horse cock and began to massage the tip into Spitfire's cunt, prodding her entrance with the tip over and over again, slowly becoming addicted to her loud, overwhelming responses.

She pushed the dildo slowly inside of her, listening intently as Spitfire squealed with euphoria. Dash was about to push it in further, when she felt something large being inserted into her rear. Her face contorted with slight pain as Spitfire began to insert some large anal beads into Dash's, tight backside.

Dash squeezed on Spitfires midsection out of reflex, sending the dildo that was placed inside squirting out. Dash craned her neck and grabbed the wet toy in between her teeth, having to open her mouth wide to accommodate the girth of the fake penis. Her tongue couldn't help but taste the juices left on the plastic tip.

Meanwhile, Spitfire inserted the last bead in between Dash's anus, who squirmed and tightened her sphincter, but slowly relaxed as she grew to enjoy the full feeling the plastic orbs provided. Dash reinserted the Dildo into Spitfire's dripping pussy, using her hoof to fuck the captains cunt with the dildo, mercilessly driving it in and out of her love tunnel.

"Only got, ah! About, a minute, hnggn, and a half left!" She managed to scream over the wind. Dash took this as her cue to go faster. She pounded the mare with the toy and used her tongue to furiously lap at the captains clit, who began to squirm and spasm as she reached her climax. Spitfire began to spastically pump her body against the dildo, trying desperately to cram as much of the girthful rubber cock as she could into her orange, inviting cunt. Suddenly, Dash felt a sweet liquid spray gently onto her tongue as Spitfire lurched forward with each orgasmic wave of pleasure that rippled through her body.

She let out a long, pleasured groan as she squirted her sweet juice into Dash's awaiting mouth, before the orange mare began to pant, her tongue hanging limply from her lips. It took her only a few seconds to regain her composure, before she grabbed hold of Dash and flew gently to the ground. She placed the blue mare onto her back, who had a look of disappointment as she growled. "Hey! I wasn't finished!"

"The test never required that you did,". Said Spitfire, obviously winded.

"What the hell! Can you at least tell me how I did?" Said a disgruntled Dash as he hopped to her feet

The captain undid the knots that held Dash's wings to her side, sending the rope dangling to the floor.

"I may need you to come again tomorrow for further examination."

Dash threw her head into the air before turning around to walk away. Spitfire eyed the transparent purple loop that swung from the teal mare's anus, before she jumped forward and grabbed hold of it with her teeth.

Dash's eyes screwed up as Spitfire pulled the long string of beads from out of her asshole, each one sending a ripple of satisfaction and a small sting of pain through her body.

Spitfire dropped the beads to the floor before announcing, "I'll be needing these back, you'll require them for your test tomorrow."