The door to the Carousel Boutique shot open with a bang loud enough to completely drown the tiny doorbell.
An orange figure stormed into the room, glaring daggers from her emerald eyes. "Rarity! What the hay–" Applejack bit her tongue when she noticed there was nopony in the room to hear her complaints. She entered the circular hall, the door closing behind her with a gentle think of the announcing doorbell.
"Rarity?" Applejack took a cautious look around the room. Save for a faint glow of light coming from the fashionista's bedroom upstairs, the shop was drowned in suffocating blackness.
The farm pony climbed the stairs, her face growing sterner with each step. She stopped for a moment before the door to her lover's bedroom and took a deep, calming breath. When she realized it hadn't helped her nerves in any noticeable way, she flared her nostrils and bucked the door open.
Rarity sat at her make-up shrine, as Applejack called it, with her back to the earth pony, her head buried in her hooves.
Applejack threw her saddlebag in the corner of the room. "Rarity, what the hay do you think you're doin'?" She vented her fury out in one volcanic explosion. "I think I made myself perfectly clear last time! If I'm not enough for you, then just buckin' tell me, so we can break up, leavin' you alone to seduce whomever you buckin' want! I bet any stallion would jump into your bed on the bat of them gorgeous eyes of yours."
Lack of any response from Rarity only added more oil to the fire of anger roaring in Applejack's heart.
"I swear, it's Fancy Pansy all over again!" The earth pony spat, bucking her hoof hard against the floor. "If I can't satisfy your needs maybe you should just tell me, instead of lyin' to both of us whenever you feel the heat under your tail, huh?"
Applejack's reproach was met with another dose of silence as Rarity didn't even bother correcting the name of the last object of her affections.
The farm pony closed her eyes and took another calming breath. "Look, sugar cube," she said, her tired voice cracking. She opened her mouth to speak, but decided against it before any words left her mouth. She drew a deep sigh, rubbing her forehead in an unsuccessful attempt to calm her throbbing head. "I'll be on the farm if you decide to come," she said finally. "But I won't wait forever."
She turned around, heading towards the stairs, when a tiny, almost unnoticeable jerk at her tail, stopped her in her tracks. A pale blue glow around her rubber band was an obvious indication as to what—or, for that matter, who—stopped her.
"Would–" Rarity sniffed, her voice barely audible from under her hooves. "Would it really be that easy for you? Would you be able to just break up, as if we have never been together?"
Applejack dragged her heavy hooves back and squatted on Rarity's bed. The soft mattress, so unlike her own hard bed at the farm, embraced her like a caring lover.
"Like Tartarus, it would," she said, her brutal honesty coming to her aid whenever she was forced to talk about things she had no desire discussing. "It would break my heart into dozens of tiny pieces," she sighed, shedding a weary smile under her snout. "But I'm willin' to sacrifice my feelings if you think our relationship is lackin'."
Rarity raised her head, revealing her face for the first time this night.
Applejack winced mentally at how unlike her usual, perfectly groomed self Rarity looked. Her disheveled mane ran around her shoulders in ragged knots; her red cheeks were smeared with blue stains of her eye shadow, dissolved in her tears long before; smudges of red lipstick covered her entire hooves.
The farm pony took a moment to admire her partner's strong will. She only had a vague feeling of what the unicorn must have felt when Applejack had exposed and ridiculed her using one of the fashionista's own hoof-made dresses. And yet, after taking such a brutal blow, Rarity managed to get up with grace, spruce the town up for Ponyville Days, organize all the festivities, and play the elegant mare in front of everypony for the whole evening. Only after the festival had finished, after she had succumbed to her bedroom for the night, Rarity had let the floodgates open, allowing her contained feelings out in a stream of tears.
Strength of will and determination were feats Applejack understood all too well and admired deeply. And seeing them in her lover made the tinge of guilt, which pierced her heart as she noticed fresh tears coming from Rarity's eyes, only stronger.
"I'm sorry, sugar cube." She dropped her head, her ears flat against it. "It's just that I'm not the element of generosity like you, and I can't stand the thought of sharing you with anypony else."
Rarity threw herself in Applejack's legs, burying her snout in the farm pony's chest. "I'm so sorry, Applejack. I'm an awful pony, I know," she cried, her warm tears sinking in the earth pony's coat. "I don't ever want anypony other than you, but –" she sniffed "– but I can't help the unsatisfiable craving I feel below my stomach whenever I'm in heat." She raised her head, her pleading eyes overflowing with tears. "Can you ever forgive me?"
"I dunno," Applejack smirked. "You will hafta persuade me." She locked her lips with Rarity's. The unicorn subconsciously opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. Applejack gave it a light suck and withdrew. "Are you up to it?"
It took a moment for Rarity's dizzy mind to process Applejack's question over the incredibly strong feeling of dissatisfaction flooding her entire body. "Yes," she finally exhaled.
Before she could so much as blink, Applejack's strong hoof shot between Rarity's hind legs, brushing her intimate spot. She moaned as a quiver of pleasure rocked her entire body.
In one fluent heave, Applejack vaulted Rarity over her head. The unicorn landed on the bed, a surprised gasp escaping her lips. Her world was spinning as she tried to discern which side was up, not only because of the rather violent change of her position, but also because of a strong sexual desire rapidly overtaking her mind.
The corners of Applejack's lips rose in a proud smile as she admired the effect of her toss. Rarity lay before her, her hind legs sprawled open, revealing her glistening marehood. The farm pony lowered her head, giving the unicorn's clit a gentle nibble.
Rarity's mind went blank as a wave of tingling numbness erupted below her stomach. She let out the most unladylike moan as a wave of ecstasy washed all over her body, leaking out where Applejack's mouth already awaited.
Hungry for more pleasure, Rarity's anxiety rose with each second it wasn't coming. She cracked an eye open, noticing the orange body towering over her. Applejack had sat on Rarity's shoulders, boldly presenting her marehood centimeters away from the unicorn's snout.
"You're not gettin' more affection till you persuade me, remember?" The corners of the farm pony's mouth twisted in a vicious smile. "Now let your tongue do some persuadin'."
There was virtually no chance of winning with Applejack's stubbornness, Rarity knew that much. The still vivid tinge of guilt and a promise of sexual relief were, however, more than enough to make her obey her partner.
Rarity raised her head and gave one of Applejack's teats a probing lick. It proved to be an effective start, if Applejack's stifled moan was any indication. Encouraged, Rarity wrapped her lips around her lover's erect nipple, sucking on it like a newborn foal.
Applejack bit her hoof as tingling warmth spread from where Rarity sucked her to the rest of her body. The unicorn proved to be a diligent taster as she worked her tongue and lips over Applejack's teats. An image of a lake's surface disturbed with gentle ripples filled the farm pony's mind as each of Rarity's sucks, licks, and nibbles sent gentle jolts of pleasure through her body.
The feeling, although certainly welcomed, only increased Applejack's sexual desire. As much as she tried to enjoy it, it soon felt hardly enough as her lust-filled body craved for a stronger sensual impulse.
She bucked her hips, shoving her glistening marehood on top of Rarity's snout. "Enough of the foreplay, sugar cube. Get to the main dish already."
Rarity blinked, gathering the remains of her conscious mind. It wasn't the first time she had seen Applejack's slit so close, but each and every time its strong aroma made her mind lose its usual sharpness for a moment. Rarity wasn't sure whether it was due to its contrast to Applejack's orange coat or something else entirely, but the vivid red color of the farm pony's clit made it look like a ripe and juicy apple, inviting her to taste it. Which Rarity promptly did.
Applejack bit her hoof harder, but it wasn't enough to stop a moan from escaping her mouth as her partner's lips wrapped around her hard clit. Rarity had no intention of stopping there, quickly making the most sensitive part of Applejack's body the center of her affections.
The farm pony's mouth snapped open, her breath growing heavier and faster at an alarming rate, while the unicorn's lips worked circles around her clit. A loud moan reverberated in the bedroom as Rarity employed her tongue, parting the farm pony's lower lips, diving inside of Applejack as deep as she could.
The earth pony wasn't given a moment of rest as Rarity thoroughly licked her inner walls, drinking the juices of her arousal. The unicorn's nose brushing against the farm pony's clit, Rarity's each breath set Applejack's nerves on fire, waves of hot air washing over her slit. Applejack bucked her hips involuntarily, intensifying the pleasure that flooded her body and poisoned her mind.
Sensing that her partner is on the verge of ecstasy, Rarity slowed down, increasing the pressure the earth pony felt between her thighs.
Her tongue hanging out of her mouth, Applejack fought for breath as jolts of hot bliss shot through her body. Her hips bucked furiously against the unicorn's snout as she fought to throw herself over the edge. Rarity didn't allow it, however, offering her affections in careful doses, stimulating Applejack just enough to keep her at the peak of her pleasure, never allowing a complete relief.
Finally, as Applejack was on the verge of passing out from continued lack of her release, Rarity finished her off with a strong nibble on her clit. An electrifying jolt shot through the farm pony's body, frying her nerves, setting her brain on fire. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her mind drowned in blissful whiteness, her back arching backwards as far as her body allowed. The excitement pent up in her body found a way out along the juices of her ecstasy, flowing into Rarity's ready and eager mouth.
Applejack's unconscious body quivered for a few more moments as Rarity drank from the spring of her pleasure, her tongue squirming inside of the farm pony, diligently licking every last drop of her arousal. After she made sure she had licked every single drop, Rarity squirmed her head free from between Applejack's legs, letting the farm pony's body fall gently on the bed.
For a moment, she just sat on the edge of the bed, admiring Applejack's content smile, watching her chest go up and down steadily. Then she lowered her head and planted a light kiss on her partner's lips.
***
Applejack opened her eyes lazily, looking straight into an oasis of blue among a dessert of white. "How long was I out?"
"A whole quarter, darling. What happened to your earth pony endurance you take so much pride in?" Rarity smirked.
Applejack let the remark slide, marveling at the change in Rarity's looks. In a mere fifteen minutes, the elegant mare cleaned her eyes and cheeks of the ruined make-up. Her hooves were no longer smeared with lipstick, and her mane was loosely tied in a neat bun on the back of her head.
Very few ponies have ever been able to witness what Applejack had named the true Rarity—without the mask of mascara and poise she hid her beautiful face behind every morning. Applejack was well aware of that and appreciated every single time she was given the chance.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Rarity narrowed her eyes. "Do I have something on my snout?" She turned around, trying to lean hard enough to see her reflection in the nightstand mirror.
Applejack rolled her eyes and grabbed the unicorn's hoof. "The opposite, as a matter of fact." She planted a tiny kiss on the tip of Rarity's nose. "I was just admirin' your true beauty."
Lack of any make-up made the blush on Rarity's cheeks even more visible. "Thank you, darling." She reciprocated the kiss, planting her lips shyly on the farm pony's. When Applejack welcomed her, she wrapped her hoof around her lover's neck, invading the earth pony's mouth with her tongue. They tested the strength of their tongues in a wrestling match on the arena of their mouths, until finally Applejack admitted her defeat.
"I do hope you have recovered and are ready for another round..." Rarity whispered, her warm breath tickling the earth pony's ear. "Have I persuaded you enough?"
"You sure as sugar have, Rares." Applejack tossed the unicorn on the other side of the bed. "But I still have to punish you for the terrible lack of control over your own body."
Applejack smacked Rarity's flank with a hoof, eliciting a suppressed gasp from the unicorn, and jumped off the bed. Rarity's eyes followed the farm pony to the corner of the room, where Applejack stopped to rummage in the saddlebag she had discarded earlier.
"What do you have in there?" Rarity asked, trying to look over the earth pony's shoulder.
"A nice little plaything I got from Pinkie..." Applejack's muffled voice barely left the bag. "It'll give me the thing you seem to miss the most in our little dates."
"You mean the–" Rarity's blush could illuminate the room. "That's impossible, and I mean even for Pinkie! There are no spells to turn a mare into a stallion."
Applejack turned around, offering her lover a smirk. "You betcha there is. The magic of strap-ons!" With a flick of her head, she grabbed the said object from her bag, presenting it proudly for Rarity's careful inspection.
Rarity gawked at Applejack, her eyes locked on the curious object dangling from the farm pony's mouth.
The strap-on looked nothing but ordinary, though Rarity could with all honesty say she had never used one herself. A simple underpants boasted a fairly imposing rubber stallionhood on their outer surface, with a smaller one on the inside. Rarity couldn't tell whether the set had ever been used, but it looked fairly new.
"Of course, it had to be pink." She rolled her eyes."Where did Pinkie even get one from? There aren't exactly many traders dealing those things in Ponyville."
Applejack drew a sigh. "She literary pulled this one from a bird hole in a tree outside my farm. She told me she has them hidden all over the town in case of strap-on emergencies. Don't ask..."
"Well, perhaps she and Rainbow need to liven up their relationship from time to time," Rarity wondered. "You know, I really am curious as to who wears it more often." She scratched her chin.
Both mares exchanged meaningful glances as an image of Pinkie and Rainbow, boasting rubber members between their legs, crossed their minds. Then they simultaneously burst out laughing.
"You know, sugar cube, we'd best leave that to them," Applejack chuckled. "Now help me put this on 'fore I change my mind, will ya? You should know how I feel about usin' toys in bed..."
Applejack spread her hind legs open. Guided by Rarity's magic, the belt flew between the earth pony's thighs, positioning itself directly below her.
"I'm still sensitive down there after that persuadin' of yours," Applejack said, trying to take a peek under her stomach. "Try to be gen–" The rest of the word was cut by a loud moan as the smaller member, protruding from the inside part of the strap-on, brushed the farm pony's clit and parted her lower lips, forcing itself inside of her in one strong shove of Rarity's magic.
Her quivering legs supporting her weight through her iron will alone, Applejack bit her hoof to stifle a jolt of hot pleasure erupting below her stomach. "You can be sure –" she panted "– you will get the exact same treatment."
Rarity flared her horn, making the underpants lock themselves tightly on Applejack's flank. "I count on it, darling." She winked, resting her fore hooves on the bed, wiggling her flank shamelessly at her partner. "After all, it is my punishment." She spanked her flank, her hoof leaving a red trace across her cutie mark.
Applejack took a hesitant step towards her lover. The rubber member wiggled uncomfortably between her legs while the smaller one pierced her marehood, sending jolts of barely noticeable pleasure up her spine with her each step. As she got closer, Rarity shifted her tail, revealing all of her soaked marehood's raw beauty.
"Boy howdy, sugar cube." Applejack smirked. "I thought of givin' your hole here some lovin' before thrustin' that rubbery shaft between your legs." She ran her hoof up Rarity's inner thigh, inspecting how wet it had gotten, sending a blissful jolt across the unicorn's spine, almost causing her legs to buckle underneath her. "But it looks like you're ready and rarin'."
Applejack planted her hooves on Rarity's back, pushing the unicorn's chest against the bed. She fondled her rubber member, trying to guide it towards where she suspected Rarity's sweet spot awaited. "This would need some gettin' used to..." she grunted after spending a moment trying to fit a proverbial square peg into a round hole.
Rarity's horn illuminated the room with faint blue light. "Allow me."
Applejack stifled a moan as the rubber stallionhood wobbled back and forth, causing the reaction of its other part inside of her. After a moment, it stopped in place, Rarity's audible gasp announcing she had found the spot.
Applejack took a deep breath, and—keeping her promise—trusted her hips as far and hard forward as she could.
Rarity moaned with pleasure, her tongue involuntarily escaping from her mouth, as a jolt of electric pleasure shot through her body. As great a lover Applejack was, there was only so much she could do with her hoof and her tongue. Rarity wasn't the one to bring the topic up, but she had missed a solid piece of meat—or, arguably, rubber—between her thighs. Oh, how she had missed it.
Her body overtook her mind nearly instantly, her hips bucking backwards whenever Applejack thrust forward, intensifying the sensation she felt. She quivered, gulping air in irregular gasps, as her body begged for release, pressure building inside of her at an alarming rate.
Applejack grunted, wiping sweat off her forehead. A change in her position almost made her lose her balance, which she regained with another thrust. Pumping her hips in a manner she wasn't used to was exhausting, to say the least, even for a farm pony proud of her strength and stamina. On the other hoof, each thrust made the rubbery filing jolt inside of her, sending shivers down her spine, increasing her sexual craving.
All too soon Applejack found herself torn by the desire to feel sexual release and the burning venom of pain spreading in her legs. She looked down at Rarity. At least the unicorn was having a good time, if her eye rolled to the back of her head and her tongue lolling out of her mouth were any indication. And Applejack was certain of one thing: she wouldn't want to let her partner down.
Good intentions aside, she had no idea how much longer her burning legs were going to support her. Gasping for air, she gave Rarity another hard push, causing her leg to slip beneath her. Applejack lost her balance and fell on her partner, unable to stand back up, her greedy lungs devouring air in huge gulps.
Rarity turned her head back as much as she could, which still wasn't enough to see her lover's face. "What's wrong, darling?"
With a heavy blush burning in her cheeks, Applejack was glad Rarity couldn't see her face. She tried to get up, but her legs gave underneath her. "It's... it's harder than I thought," she finally muttered.
Doing her best to conceal the disappointment and anxiety Applejack was sure Rarity felt, the unicorn squirmed from underneath the farm pony. Applejack lay on her back, her face hidden under her hoof, still trying to catch her breath. The rubber member pointed at the ceiling, unaffected by its owner's exhaustion.
Rarity's face twisted in a devious smile as a kinky idea crossed her mind. She wrapped her hooves around Applejack's neck and gave her lover a deep and greedy kiss. "Lie just like that, dear, " she whispered, sliding down the farm pony's body, positioning her flank above the wobbling stallionhood.
Applejack looked down her chest as Rarity lowered her flank, aiming her soaking slit at the protruding rubber member. As soon as her lower lips kissed the tip, she bucked her flank, sliding all the way down the shaft, her hearty moan filling the room.
Applejack gasped as the force of Rarity's push shoved the inner part of the rubber toy all the way inside her, sending her mind on a crazy spin. She had no time to wait for the strange sensation to pass, though, as Rarity immediately slid her hips upwards and bucked them hard down again.
It didn't take long for Rarity to find rhythm in her cyclic movements, and soon she was sliding up and down the rubber shaft with lust-driven fury. Her conscious mind stepped aside, letting her body take over to satisfy its primal desires. The heat she felt below her stomach intensified with each thrust, sending electrifying shivers up her spine, electrocuting her brain with pure pleasure.
As pressure built inside of her too, Applejack decided to help, thrusting her hips up whenever Rarity bucked down, slamming the rubber member inside her partner even further. Even that, however, soon proved not enough to satisfy her increasing lust.
A twisted thought crossed Applejack's mind, and she grabbed Rarity's waist, rolling the unicorn on her back, landing on top of her. "Hey, I'm the one doin' the punishin', remember?" she said, thrusting her hips to punctuate her words.
Rarity was in no condition to argue. Her mind had collapsed long ago, spasms of unadulterated pleasure rocking her body with each buck of the farm pony's hips.
Applejack felt the tension rising below her stomach, prompting her to increase the speed and strength of her thrusts. Rarity didn't object, responding only with violent shivers rocking her entire body in accordance with Applejack's thrusts. A loud rhythmic lapping noise filled the room, broken only by moans and gasps of the two lovers.
Tiresomely climbing up the peak of her pleasure, Applejack lowered her head, taking Rarity's cheeks in her hooves. She took a deep breath and planted a greedy kiss on the unicorn's open lips, dragging Rarity's tongue inside her mouth.
The added pleasure was just the right trigger. With one final thrust, Applejack threw herself over the edge, the monumental wave of orgasmic release spreading through her body like wildfire. Scorching every nerve in her body along the way, it traveled directly to her brain, drowning it in a cloud of senseless whiteness. Her legs gave underneath her and she collapsed on Rarity, her rubber member still deep inside of the unicorn.
The both mares lay still for a while, their heavy gasps filling the room as they both fought for breath. Finally, through a sheer effort of her iron will, Applejack found the strength to push her body off Rarity, landing on the bed next to the spasming unicorn.
Eventually, Applejack regained enough of her strength to turn her head to her side. "Hey, Rares, you OK?" she panted.
Rarity's heavy breath was the only answer.
"Hope we didn't go overboard," Applejack said, forcing her closing eyelids to stay open.
Rarity shifted to her side, her face graced with a content smile, her eyes closed as her breath gradually steadied. Finally, it leveled to a rhythmic, barely audible snores as she drifted through exhaustion into princess Luna's domain.
Applejack let out a light chuckle, planted a delicate kiss on the tip of Rarity's snout, and followed her lover into the land of dreams.
***
Applejack covered her eyes with a hoof, trying to block the nasty ray of sunshine that had decided to pester her in the morning. It didn't seem to help much, so she peeked her eye open, expressing her annoyance with a dissatisfied grunt. As usual, the bed next to her was empty. She turned her head, trying to locate her partner anywhere in the room. Halfway through, she felt a light kiss on her nose.
"Good morning, darling. Did you have a good night's sleep?" Rarity cooed into her ear.
"Can't complain." Applejack stretched her hooves. "How 'bout you?"
"Oh, it was simply divine. I haven't felt so satisfied in ages." She lowered her head, planting a deep upside-down kiss on the farm pony's lips. "Thank you, Applejack. You really do have to punish me more often."
Applejack chuckled. "As long as you're not too naughty..."
"Speaking of naughty..." Rarity's hoof traveled under the blanket, rubbing the rubber member still stuck between the farm pony's legs. "Is this a morning wood or are you that excited to see me?"
Applejack rolled her eyes. "Hardy har har, sugar cube. Better get it off me, it's startin' to feel weird after the whole night."
Rarity got off the bed. "I'm not so sure, dear. It seems to suit you just fine," she chuckled, heading towards the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a boutique to open."
Applejack blinked, lying for several more moments with her mouth agape, hoping for Rarity to reappear in the door she had disappeared behind. As no such thing happened, she jumped off the bed, donned her hat, and limped towards the stairs. "I'm not kiddin', Rarity. Get that thing offa me!" She cried down the stairs, the rubber member wobbling between her legs.
Rarity turned around, sent her a kiss, and vanished inside her workplace.
Applejack's hoof collided with her forehead with a loud smack. "Well, buck..."
