Foalcon Four

A full month has passed since the events at the CMC clubhouse. In the interim, Scootaloo had indeed talked to her parents about what happened at Diamond Tiara's house, as Pinkie Pie suggested. Loud discussions were held amongst the parents and guardians of all the fillies, at which accusations of parental negligence flew freely. Ultimately, it was decided there would be no more sanctioned sleepovers that weren't chaperoned, for all parties involved. It turned out that tattling was a double-edged sword, especially considering the presence of futa cock.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon sat gloomily in the playground. "We need to get those lame blank flanks back for what they did to us," Diamond Tiara scowled.

"What they did to you, you mean. I came out of that whole thing actually pretty fine," Silver Spoon corrected, but hung her head sheepishly at Diamond's wide-eyed glare.

Diamond Tiara's special gift was the rage she carried with her always. She was very selective when it came to deciding with whom she would share her gift. It was that rage that drove her to spit venom at all she saw weakness in and laugh derisively at anything deserving of her scorn. There was more than a little self-loathing pent up in that little filly's body, and she took it out on the entire world around her.

Luckily her best friend had a penchant for enjoying rough lesbian sex. Silver Spoon thoroughly loved "Mistress" Diamond Tiara. The lick of her riding crop, the taste of hot wax on her skin, it was all so delicious. And this past month had become a veritable proving ground for just how far Silver Spoon could push herself, or rather be pushed, as Diamond Tiara tested her own limits as well.

Diamond Tiara sought the answer to the question, How much pain can I inflict on somepony and still enjoy it? Silver's question was, How much pain can I take and still love it? The most frightening and exciting discovery they found was that both of them had no observable limits. Diamond Tiara's capacity for brutality was only matched by Silver Spoon's lust for submission and pain.

It got Diamond Tiara's heart racing when she would whip Silver Spoon, some nights hard enough to actually draw blood—the nettles on her favored cat-o'-nine-tails joyously raking across tender flesh. Silver Spoon craved that feeling of subservience at obeying her mistress, she wanted to be pliable and molded to take on whatever shape her mistress demanded she bend. On nights where orgasm control was not on the table, Silver Spoon was brought off to more than a hoofful of screaming climaxes as Diamond Tiara violated her in ways vicious and obscene.

If Scootaloo's goal in life was to make things hard on herself, her first offense in Diamond Tiara's eyes would have to be merely existing. Scootaloo's second offense was turning the tables on Diamond Tiara and gang banging her. Diamond Tiara did not bottom for anypony. To prove that, to herself and anypony foalish enough to think otherwise, Diamond planned to enlist an entire harem of BDSM sluts, all at her command.

Diamond Tiara already had the inimitable Silver Spoon in her back pocket. That was the most useful, most loyal and trusted pain-whorse in her stable. Unfortunately it was also the only pain-whorse in her stable. She needed some fresh meat. Who better to fill those stalls than the Cutie Mark Crusaders? Perhaps after turning them to her will, she might even gather up a few more until she was surrounded by succulent mare-flesh, all eager to pleasure her and taste the sweet pain she would dole out only to those she favored.

Step one, make mental checklist to check off each lame blank flank as I train them to obey and become my sex slave: [√] Check, she thought. Step two, catchy name. "Silver, what should I call this new plan of mine, to clear the heads of the Dorky Mark Crusaders and give them no other option but to joyously bask in enslavement?" Diamond Tiara mused to her friend, idly stroking her chin with her hoof.

"How about Operation: Joy Basket?" Silver Spoon blurted out, a grin on her face. Diamond Tiara slowly shook her head.

"No, no. That's pretty awful, even by your standards. No, I was thinking...The New Clear Option," Diamond Tiara gasped quietly, astounded at her own brilliance.
[√] Select catchy name for devilish plot: check.

"Now, all I have to do is figure out how I'm going to trick them into becoming my slaves...hmm..." She trailed off, losing herself deeply in thought.

"Hey, Diamond Tiara, our moms said we had to apologize to each other and shake hooves, remember? So, let's get this over with," Scootaloo said walking up, interrupting Diamond's train of thought.

"Ah yes, it is fitting that you'd be first," Diamond Tiara smirked, getting a confused look in return. "What I mean is, sure, and I'm sorry," she said, laying on the mock sincerity as best she could. Scootaloo bought it though, and they shook hooves. As the pegasus turned to leave, Diamond Tiara suddenly stopped her, and put a hoof on her shoulder. "Wait up; can I just say that um, it wasn't all bad, what happened between us? Surely, you felt something too."

Scootaloo felt oddly conflicted, as she thought back on everything. The strap-ons, the futa-potion, bucking Diamond Tiara, all of it wasn't the worst thing in Equestria. No, the worst thing in Equestria was Diamond Tiara...or perhaps having to wait to get your cutie mark. Yeah, cutie mark, then Diamond Tiara second worst, she decided, nodding her head in silent agreement.

"Ah, I just knew it!" Diamond Tiara beamed, and Scootaloo again shot her a look of confusion. "Hey listen, I know we aren't allowed to have unsupervised sleepovers anymore, which is why I wanted to invite you over after school today for a non-sleeping play date! My parents are out of town and you'll be back before dinner. We could have some serious fun," Diamond Tiara said, and while alarm bells should have been going off in Scootaloo's head, she decided to take Diamond Tiara up on her generous offer.

"Sure, after all, it's like they say: fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice...you can't be fooled again. Right? I think that's right," Scootaloo said, and Diamond Tiara could hardly bite back the laughter that she knew would derail this plan before it had even started.

"Yeah, see you at my place later then..." Diamond Tiara was about to add 'blank flank,' but caught herself at the last second. Whew, close one. Now to just breeze through the rest of class today.

Class was agonizingly boring for everypony as usual, but Diamond Tiara had anything but class on her mind. She was busy concocting all sorts of vile debasements to subject to Scootaloo later, with the aid of Silver Spoon. When the final bell rang, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon started walking back to Diamond's house, when they noticed Scootaloo hadn't caught up to them yet.

"Are ya sure you wanna go through with this, Scoots?" Apple Bloom asked with concern. "Ah don't trust 'em any further than Ah can throw 'em."

"I do not like them one bit," squeaked Sweetie Belle, "But still this would be a good chance for you to earn a cutie mark, same as last time. And maybe they really have learned their lesson."

Apple Bloom laughed out loud at that remark, asking, "Seriously? Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, learning a lesson?"

"They might have changed," Sweetie Belle chirped, "considering they probably got a variation of the same lecture we all got."

The three of them looked downcast, knowing in the back of their minds this could still be a trap. "It's alright, I'll be extra careful this time and take precautions!" Scootaloo said with a cheer. As Scootaloo trotted off to join Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the other Cutie Mark Crusaders could only look worriedly on as they watched their friend walk away. They hoped she would be okay. They would be wrong.

Later, in Diamond Tiara's father's wine cellar, the three fillies gathered around a big pink box of sex toys. "Aw nice, I remember this one! Haha, I loved 'Hoof-It!'" Scootaloo giggled as she took the long string of Benoit balls and put her hoof through the hoop on the end, beginning to spin them around the floor and jump over them as they approached her other hooves.

Diamond Tiara laughed out loud at the complete innocence on display. "No Scoots, those are Benoit balls, they go in your...nevermind, it's just too funny," she said, still fighting back giggles. Diamond Tiara walked over to a nearby table and lit several aromatherapy candles on it. The scent of jasmine, lavender and sandalwood began to waft through the musty basement. Silver Spoon retrieved a lesser vintage from one of the racks stacked to the ceiling, a modest Coteaux du Celestia from a year past.

"My daddy lets us drink wine sometimes," Diamond Tiara explained, as Silver Spoon expertly uncorked the bottle and carefully decanted the deep red, almost sanguine liquid. Scootaloo gasped in awe at the bottle, decorated with gold filigree and jewels. The relaxing smells from the candles definitely put her at ease despite being surrounded by so many expensive and fragile things. She watched as Silver Spoon slowly poured out three glasses and the two rich fillies picked up their flutes and lightly sipped at them. Scootaloo decided to follow suit, clumsily almost spilling her drink before bringing the expensive crystal to her lips.

She took a small taste and almost coughed it up immediately. It certainly tasted a little bit like blood, and it had a heat to it despite being room temperature. She began to let her mind wander as she watched Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon swirling their glasses, sniffing at their drinks and eyeing the ribbons of liquid as they streaked down the insides of their glasses. She thought she tasted chocolate, and honey, alongside that noticeable blood-like flavor. She drank more and started to feel lighter. Not light-headed, not yet anyway, but just more relaxed and at ease.

"Sometimes Silver Spoon and I like to come down here and relax," Diamond Tiara said, setting her glass down and rummaging through the bin, tossing aside various whips and paddles, vibes and rubber dongs. What she felt like introducing Scootaloo to today would be...Ah yes, definitely have to show her what these are for, Diamond Tiara thought, settling on her riding crop and a set of vibrating eggs.

"C'mere, Silver. Put your hooves against the wall; I want to show Scootaloo what we do to naughty ponies," she snickered. Silver Spoon obeyed immediately, and Diamond Tiara placed one vibrating egg in her friend's already leaky cunt, and another in her tight plothole.

Scootaloo drank deep from her wine glass and watched in awe as Diamond Tiara turned the vibrators on, and Silver Spoon's demeanor visibly melted. She looked like she was really enjoying it. Then Diamond Tiara took the riding crop between her teeth and began lightly spanking Silver Spoon across her bottom with it. The sound echoed through the cellar, punctuated each time with a moan from Silver.

Diamond Tiara turned to Scootaloo. "Want to give it a try? Silver loves getting spanked with a crop, and I like making her feel good," she smiled, dropping the crop from her mouth.

Scootaloo's head was starting to spin, Does she want to spank me, or is she saying she wants me to spank Silver Spoon? She moved to pick up the riding crop between her lips and Diamond Tiara nodded with a sly smile. Timidly, Scootaloo turned her neck the way she had seen Diamond Tiara do it, and gave Silver Spoon a light tap on the behind. Silver Spoon whimpered with disappointment.

"C'mon, Scoots, you gotta do it harder," Diamond Tiara giggled, as she picked up her wine and downed the remaining liquid in one gulp. She watched as Scootaloo steadily improved her technique, until she was doing passably well, the crop singing out as it stung Silver Spoon's rump, and just barely grazing her engorged pussy. Silver Spoon sighed sweetly in satisfaction and arched her back, sticking her butt out more, eager for more and more punishment.

Scootaloo was feeling very light-headed at this point, and the pangs of jealousy were starting to gnaw at her. Why was Silver Spoon getting all the fun? Spanking somepony just wasn't doing it at all for Scootaloo. "Diamond Tiara, could I try what Silver's getting? I think she's having more fun than I am givin' it to her," she complained. Diamond Tiara grinned widely. This was exactly what she was waiting for; what she was expecting to happen.

"Of course, Scootaloo. I just knew you'd want to try it after you saw that it wasn't hurting Silver Spoon, and seeing how much she enjoys it," Diamond smiled that genuine smile, and Silver Spoon felt her cunt drip and her heart flutter. She loved seeing her mistress smile. As much as it pained her to share her mistress, it was what Diamond Tiara wanted.

Scootaloo put her hooves against the wall and pushed her ass back the way Silver Spoon's was, as Diamond Tiara grabbed another set of the vibrating eggs and inserted them in much the same manner: one up Scootaloo's ass, and one right in her wet pussy. Taking the riding crop between her teeth once more, Diamond Tiara set to work spanking the two fillies. Silver Spoon was in heaven, as Mistress Tiara always knew just how to spank her the best possible way.

Scootaloo however, was in a different realm altogether. She had never been spanked before, not even by her parents, so it was like starting from the lowest pit of hell for her. Each snap of the crop bit into her skin, and she cried out each time, not understanding why Silver Spoon loved it and she hated it. She wanted to love it, too, but it just hurt, it didn't really feel good yet.

"You have to stop clenching," Diamond Tiara ordered, "Scootaloo, you must relax, and then you'll feel a lot better! Focus on the sensation of the vibes inside you as I come down hard with the riding crop, and you'll enjoy it more." Scootaloo just nodded mutely, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Oh that is just the cutest thing ever! In Celestia's name I want to just lick those tears up, Diamond Tiara thought to herself, her spanks beginning anew.

This time she was just a little softer, this time she was just a bit more precise, making sure to delicately graze against Scootaloo's tender gash with each stroke. Diamond Tiara was quite the practiced hoof by now, and she could tell her strikes were hitting their mark. Scootaloo was drooling now, from both sets of lips, and Diamond Tiara saw by the way Scootaloo was arching her back that she was starting to get into it much in the same way as Silver Spoon.

"Anypony want some hot wax?" Diamond Tiara offered, picking up one of the aromatherapy candles and stepping over to let some of the melting candle drip onto Silver Spoon's back. Silver cried out in pain and pleasure, and begged for more. Scootaloo, not to be outdone letting her competitive nature get the better of her, asked for some of the hot wax as well. She did not know what was in store for her as that hot wax dripped onto her bottom and singed her. It burned and hurt like hell, but...It kind of hurts like heaven, too, Scootaloo thought. Does this make me...a masochist? I...I guess so...

The spanking stopped. Scootaloo turned around to look at Diamond Tiara, and the pink earth pony's gaze was sobering. Staring right at her, she had a collar in her mouth instead of the crop. She dropped it on the floor in front of Scootaloo, and said, "Further pleasure comes at a price. Are you ready to become my willing slave and submit yourself to me? If you are, I can elevate you to heights of ecstasy you've never experienced.

"I can also lower you to depths of pain you've never imagined. That's not to say you won't enjoy that, as well. If you choose not to accept this gift, you may walk out now...but know that I will never again spend one second on you," she finished, her eyes glossing over as she fought to keep a stony gaze.

Scootaloo thought hard for a long time about it. She looked over at Silver Spoon and realized she was wearing such a collar, and had been the whole time. Scootaloo thought back to all the times Diamond Tiara had made fun of her and made her feel awful. Had those all been just practice to ease this moment?

Scootaloo thought back to that sleepover when they spun the bottle and kissed. Had those not been some of the most tender moments she'd ever experienced? Scootaloo then thought of Diamond Tiara and that strap-on, and she shivered. Against her will she had been brought off in front of two schoolmates. She liked it.

She remembered what she had been willing to do to get revenge, how she bucked Diamond Tiara in all her holes savagely. She even confessed she wanted to be friends. Is this Diamond Tiara's response, that she wants to be friends? Strange way of showing it. Now was Scootaloo's opportunity to set the terms, or at least understand and accept what Diamond Tiara's terms would be in this relationship.

She picked up the collar with a hoof and looked at it for a long time. She looked back up at Diamond Tiara and asked, "I said to you once that we could have been friends. Does friendship come with this,"—she hefted the collar in her hoof,—"or merely pain and pleasure in this cellar?"

The corners of Diamond Tiara's mouth turned upwards slowly, and her gaze softened a little bit. A chill sent goosebumps all over her skin as she let down her guard in this one moment and nodded. Her smile—her true and genuine smile—widened as she watched Scootaloo put on the collar and assume the position with hooves against the wall.

"Mmm, I've been such a naughty pony," Scootaloo said teasingly.

"That's Mistress to you, worm," Diamond Tiara spat with a cruel grin. "I think you should be punished."

"Aw yeah, punish me. I'm ready. Do it, spank my flank," Scootaloo panted excitedly, wiggling her rump for emphasis.

"Oh no, I think you deserve something else. I want you to..." Diamond Tiara trailed off, wracking her mind for something suitably deviant to try out on the young pegasus. "Lick my hooves!" She finished with a flourish.

"Oh, what? Eww. That's kinda messed up—" Scootaloo started, but was abruptly cut off with a smack across the face.

"Silence, you sniveling foal. I'm your mistress now and you will obey me!" Diamond Tiara barked at the pegasus, and then noticed Scootaloo was starting to tear up and was rubbing her cheek where she was hit. Quickly breaking character, Diamond Tiara tried to comfort her, saying, "Hey now, no tears, I'm sorry. It was just some roleplay, see? Everything's fine."

"Um, so you aren't mad at me for not doing what you said?" Scootaloo asked. She's so cute when she thinks she's in trouble, thought Diamond Tiara.

"No, and I guess now's as good a time as any to talk about safe words. Pick a phrase or word that you want to use as a signal to me that you need to stop the scene for a moment, or if you aren't comfortable for whatever reason," Diamond Tiara explained. "I guess I'm just so used to playing with Silver here. She and I are a little past the need for safe words...we know each other so well." Diamond Tiara again let a side of herself shine through, however briefly, as she ran a hoof absent-mindedly through her hair and then turned the motion into an adjustment of her namesake tiara.

"Ohh, okay...um, I want my safe word to be 'rainbow,'" Scootaloo said.

Yep, that figures, Diamond Tiara laughed inwardly. "Alright, now before we start again, can you tell me if licking my hooves is really something you didn't want to do?"

"Oh uh...I guess I'm okay trying it," Scootaloo said nervously, "I just got sorta overwhelmed when you got that serious look on your face."

"Ah well then, I'll try and be a kinder mistress to you in the future." Diamond Tiara smiled, and then put her right front hoof forward. "Now please, slave, lick my hoof, and perhaps I'll reward you this once," she giggled.

Scootaloo tentatively leant down and stuck her tongue out to lick her new Mistress's hoof. It was degrading and humiliating, but Scootaloo noted at least it didn't taste too dirty. Her mind flashed back to forcing Diamond Tiara to go plot to mouth, and she realized she could and may very well get it much worse in the future.

"Lick harder and faster, maggot, that's an order! Obey your Mistress," Diamond Tiara cooed as Scootaloo gave in and started licking her hooves with enthusiasm, even if she didn't look happy about it. Diamond Tiara relished the sensation of the wet tongue against her skin, feeling it drag up and down and mat the fur around her fetlocks.

"Alright, that's enough; just remember that obedient pets get treats while disobedience will be punished," Diamond Tiara said. "I have lots of things in store for you, Scootaloo. In due time I'll expose you to all sorts of delights you'd have never even imagined without my help."

Reaching into the box of toys, she rummaged around until she found the two objects she was looking for. First she pulled out a bridle, and then an odd attachment for it: a dildo gag, meant to be tied to the bridle where the bit would normally go. "Silver, come over here and put this on. You're going to buck our new pet with your face," she cackled, and Silver Spoon complied, quickly and eagerly putting the headgear on and taking the dildo gag into her mouth.

She looks like a bucked-up unicorn whose horn is where its mouth should be, Scootaloo thought, eyes wide in wonderment. Scootaloo turned to put her fore-hooves against the wall once more, and raised her ass high in the air. She waited to see if Silver Spoon could really buck her with that, but she was completely wrong to doubt it.

Silver Spoon launched into it with gusto, spearing into Scootaloo's already wet cunt, the dildo gag rubbing against the vibrating egg still nestled inside her walls. Scootaloo cried out in surprise and relished the strange new sensations overtaking her small body. Silver Spoon was not new to this routine at all, as she had done the same for Diamond Tiara on dozens of previous occasions. Silver kept pushing her face and the dildo up into Scootaloo's pussy, juices spattering onto her face and smutzing up her glasses. Drool seeped out from the corners of both their mouths.

Diamond Tiara smirked and picked up the riding crop again, alternating spanking both of them on their pert asses. Diamond Tiara took extra care not to accidentally strike Silver Spoon in the face when she spanked Scootaloo, and as a result many of her blows landed on Scootaloo's flank, where her cutie mark would be if she had one. Diamond Tiara laughed haughtily as they cried out in pain and pleasure. "My, Scootaloo, I wonder if this isn't what you were meant to do for the rest of your life? Maybe you'll get a riding crop for a cutie mark, or a nice little ball gag?" Diamond Tiara smirked wickedly as she whipped her slaves at a fevered pace.

Horror and embarrassment washed over Scootaloo at the implications of getting such an obvious emblem on permanent and prominent display. Desperately she cried out, "Rainbow! Rainbow! Ahhh!" But it was too late, as her arousal crested the peak and drove her into a rolling crescendo of inescapable ecstasy. She clenched hard around the vibrating egg thrumming away deep in her cunny, flooding her mind with a sensory overload as she sprayed Silver Spoon's face with her passionate honey. The little vibrating egg was spastically ejected from her oozing pussy, smacking Silver Spoon on the cheek before falling to the ground.

With no small measure of satisfaction, Diamond Tiara watched Scootaloo's face contort as she plummeted over the brink of orgasm. Diamond Tiara nodded and Silver Spoon withdrew, pulling out of Scootaloo's still quivering gash, mare-cum dripping from the dildo gag.

"Did pet enjoy that?" Diamond Tiara asked, slowly stepping over to where Scootaloo lay collapsed in a post-coital slump.

"Unf, yeah..." Scootaloo replied, still in a bit of a daze, wallowing shamefully in her own spent fluids.

"Yes, what?" Diamond Tiara asked, raising her voice slightly.

"Yes, Mistress," Scootaloo corrected herself.

"Good girl," Diamond Tiara made a mental note to herself: [√] Make Scootaloo my pain-slave...checkmate.

Unstrapping the bridle from her head, Silver Spoon spat the dildo gag from her mouth and shook out her mane, much of it clumped together from being drenched with Scoota-juice. "Ahh, my glasses, they did nothing!" She cried, taking them off and desperately wiping at them, grimacing as she blinked and squinted myopically.