Foalcon Four

Over the following week, Apple Bloom began seeing strange changes in Scootaloo. Scootaloo stopped joining in on crusading, and oddly enough she even began hanging out with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. Something was definitely amiss. What in the hay is goin' on here? Apple Bloom wondered, and recalled back to that day Scootaloo had gone off to spend time with them. Alone. That must be when it started, she thought, and Ah just know Ah'm gonna have to rescue her from those two creepy weirdos.

It wasn't just Scootaloo that was acting weird, though. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were being nice to everypony else. Even Twist was beginning to befriend them as well. "I never notithed until now that they're actually really thweet wunthe you get to know them," she lisped to Apple Bloom.

"Ah don't like this at all, somethin' 'bout this whole situation just rubs me the wrong way," Apple Bloom replied, "and as much as Ah hate to say it, I miss the old Diamond Tiara. It was nice for a little while, but her not making fun of us is just...too weird."

"Hey, gang, what's up?" Scootaloo asked, having just trotted up to them.

"Oh, hi Thcootaloo, that'th a cute lathy choker you have on," complimented Twist with a smile.

"This? Yeah, just a little gift Diamond Tiara gave me," Scootaloo smiled, blushing slightly as she ran her hoof along the delicate lace.

"What do thothe inithialth thtand for?" Twist asked, pointing to the elegant embroidery. Right over Scootaloo's throat was emblazoned D.T.

"Why, they're Diamond Tiara's initials, of course," Scootaloo giggled. "She's my mistress, and I'm her pet."

"Ugh, gag me with a spoon," Apple Bloom rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out.

"Mithtrethh? And you're her pet? What'th that mean?" Twist asked with a confused look.

"It's just a kind of game we play. I could ask her to let you play with us sometime, if you're interested—" Scootaloo began, but was quickly interrupted by Apple Bloom.

"Whoa, hold the phone. Ah don't think Twist is going to be interested in your and Diamond Tiara's fetish-play," Apple Bloom remarked, shaking her head. "And even if she is, Ah wouldn't let her, on account of how weird it's made you as of late."

"What happened Apple Bloom? We used to be such close friends," Scootaloo said softly, looking hurt.

"What happened was whatever that is," Apple Bloom said, pointing to the lace collar Scootaloo wore.

"I can make my own dethithions, I'm not a foal," Twist mumbled under her breath.

"Twist, just promise me you won't do anything with them until Ah get back from Manehattan next week," Apple Bloom said, turning to her old best friend.

"You didn't tell me you were taking a trip, Apple Bloom," Scootaloo gasped surprisedly. "What about crusading?"

"What about it? You haven't been to the clubhouse all week!" Apple Bloom's voice rose steadily.

"Girls, please, let's not fight," Sweetie Belle interjected. "Apple Bloom and I are going to Manehattan for the Intra-Equestrian Sisterhooves Social. It's like the one we had in Ponyville last year, but much bigger."

"Oh..." Scootaloo said, her voice low. Why would she need to know about a Sisterhooves Social, when she herself had no sister?

"Ah'll be glad to compete in it since Ah had to share Applejack with y'all last time, Sweetie Belle," Apple Bloom drawled sassily. "Tell you what though Scootaloo, if'n y'all ain't too busy with Diamond Tiara when we get back, we can go crusadin' and do whatever you want!"

"You really mean it?" Scootaloo perked up immediately.

"That's a promise," Apple Bloom said with a small smile, putting a hoof on the pegasus' shoulder. "Ah mean it though, you need to not be busy with Diamond Tiara by the time we get back, or else we can't go crusadin'."

After class, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom headed to their homes to finish packing for their big trip, while Scootaloo, Twist, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon gathered around outside the schoolyard.

"Hey Diamond Tia—er, I mean Mistress," Scootaloo said coyly, "Twist wanted me to ask if you'd let her play with us, too. And I have some good news: we can use the clubhouse for our 'games' for a whole week, and nopony will disturb us!"

"Well done Scoots, this pleases me greatly," Diamond Tiara said, putting on a mock air of superiority. Though Diamond Tiara did often put on airs around other ponies, Scootaloo had noticed that it was different with her now that they had a more complex relationship. Scootaloo and Silver Spoon were some of the few select group of ponies that didn't get Diamond Tiara's signature treatment of holding everypony else at arm's length.

Scootaloo thought that maybe this was what it would feel like having a sister: having a pony so close that you could share anything and completely trust them. She boggled at how she had denied herself this feeling for so long, when it had been there for the taking the whole time.

"Twist," Diamond Tiara turned to address the red-haired filly, "will you be accompanying us? I want to let you know ahead of time that if there's anything that makes you uncomfortable, you can feel free to tell us and we'll stop."

"Thure, I'm very curiouth about thith 'pet-play' Thcootaloo was telling me about," Twist grinned, completely unprepared for what lay in store for her.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you all about it on the way over," Diamond Tiara said reassuringly, as the four of them started on their way to the Cutie Mark Crusaders' clubhouse. "I'm sure you'll just love playing this fun game."

That's how Twist found herself prostated on the floor of the Cutie Mark Crusader's clubhouse, with Diamond Tiara standing over her. "Lick my pussy, you filth," Diamond Tiara said with a smirk.

Scootaloo watched from the other side of the room, forbidden to join in on the fun until so commanded. Mistress Tiara had given her explicit instructions to watch but not touch herself. And to aid in making sure Scootaloo didn't touch herself, she was wearing a very secure chastity belt. No matter what way she fidgeted or rubbed, she could find no purchase with which to claim satisfaction. It would prove to be a cruel and torturous afternoon for her, indeed...

Meanwhile, Silver Spoon was being treated to a very special reward. She was allowed to touch herself all she liked, and she got to do so from behind a privacy screen. She peered out at Mistress Tiara and Twist through a small hole cut into the screen, relishing the notion of watching without herself being seen enjoying the debasement taking place in front of her.

"You pathetic wretch, you don't deserve to pleasure me with your mouth: it is only through my generous nature that I so magnanimously allow you to do so. Now lick it!" Diamond Tiara sternly barked, and Twist quickly moved to carry out the order. She rolled partway onto her back and leaned up to lap at Diamond Tiara's slit, momentarily surprised by the not unpleasant taste of her new mistress's flesh.

Diamond Tiara, for her part, grinned deviously and moved a hoof to Twist's nethers, cruelly grinding down against the red-haired pony's clit. Twist gasped in pain and arousal, but did her best to continue on licking Diamond Tiara's cunt. She knew the rules, having had them all explained before they started 'playing,' and her safe word was—

"P-peppermint! Pleathe, thtop. You're doing it too hard for me," Twist whined pathetically. That's got to be a record, thought Diamond Tiara.

"Sorry Twist, didn't realize I was going too hard for you already. I actually thought I was doing it lightly," Diamond Tiara said calmly, dropping her character to check on her friend's comfort. "I can try and go easier on you, but perhaps you're just much more sensitive 'down there' than I realized." Diamond Tiara slowly smiled as ideas flooded her mind, thinking of other ways she could be delightfully cruel and torturous without necessarily inflicting pain.

"It'th okay, thank you Mithtrethh Tiara," Twist lisped, specks of spittle softly landing on Diamond Tiara's awaiting mound, only to be licked up along with the pre-existing wetness still lingering between her legs. Diamond Tiara smirked and resumed mashing her hoof into Twist's clitoris, remembering to do it much softer this time.

Silver Spoon let out a moan from behind her privacy screen, getting caught up watching her mistress debase a fellow 'toy' right in front of her. Silver Spoon's hoof pushed wetly into her sopping cunt, the squish of her juicy folds penetrating the otherwise silent clubhouse. She remembered however, that she was not allowed to cum. She could touch herself all she wanted, but not push herself over the edge. For that, Silver Spoon would have to wait for Mistress Tiara to grant permission.

Scootaloo blushed as she listened to the noises and sat in her chair. She frowned with need as the itch between her legs increased, feeling more and more turned on as she watched and was watched in turn. It made her feel so exposed to have other ponies' eyes upon her while she was in this state, release not at all forthcoming. It was so much more tolerable when she was an active participant, but here she could only look on and hope for a turn herself.

Diamond Tiara looked into Scootaloo's eyes while Twist lapped at her slit, and if the intended effect was to tease then it was quite successful. Diamond Tiara's expression spoke volumes: I bet you'd like to be the one between my legs right now, wouldn't you, pet? The question hung in the air; Scootaloo was not permitted to speak as an additional requirement of her chastity.

Diamond Tiara reached into her saddlebag of sex toys she brought and pulled out an orange feather, slowly dragging it across Twist's puffy lips and brushing it against her overly-sensitive nub. Twist cried out in pleasure, her senses overwhelming her, and she redoubled her efforts to lick at Diamond Tiara's snatch. "Ah! Mi—mithtrethh!"

Scootaloo's eyes were wide, and she bit her lip and held onto the edge of her chair, subconsciously rubbing her plot against the rough wooden seat. Silver Spoon bit back a moan and panted hard as she edged herself nearer and nearer to climax, still unable to achieve orgasm without her mistress's express consent.

Momentarily she dropped her head and shut her eyes tightly, trying to hold back from bringing herself just one hoofing closer than she meant to, but quickly she brought her eyes back up to meet Diamond Tiara's gaze. Diamond Tiara had heard Silver Spoon's strangled cry of passion, and though Diamond Tiara could not see her grey friend, with a simple shake of her head she wordlessly ordered, No, not yet, pet.

Bringing her attention back to Scootaloo, Diamond Tiara raised an eyebrow and began tickling Twist's twat with the feather, her motions quick and flitting. Twist writhed beneath her, and Diamond Tiara felt herself getting off triply so: firstly from the ministrations at her cunt, secondly from subjecting her pet to some delicious torment, and thirdly to subjecting her other pet to another altogether more sadistic form of torment.

Already quite pent up after a long day, Diamond Tiara's eyes rolled back as she savored her first orgasm of the session, spraying her juices down onto Twist's waiting face and quickly covering the filly's glasses in smutz. She gasped and then let out a long sigh as the waves rolled over her, her legs shaking as she struggled to keep standing. Twist, eager to be a good pet, continued to lick at Diamond Tiara's pussy, rolling her into smaller secondary climaxes.

Scootaloo's nerves were on edge, unable to do anything to get herself off and rid herself of the burning need for release that so consumed her. She could smell Diamond Tiara's arousal from here, and it drove her wild. Silver Spoon, for her part, was practically tearing at the screen she was so enflamed. She whined with pent up desire, aching for the nod from her mistress that would bring relief.

Diamond Tiara looked over to the privacy screen and gave a nod, and everypony looked over as they heard a satisfied wailing emanate from behind it. Silver Spoon madly pounded her hoof into her tight cunny, finally pushing herself over the brink to a crescendo of orgasmic bliss. She kept hoofing herself throughout her climax until she collapsed in a puddle of her own juices. Diamond Tiara did much the same, slowly keeling over and laying atop Twist, completely spent. Twist and Scootaloo remained the only two not in a state of satisfaction.

"Mmm, sorry pets, it'll be your turns to cum next time..." Diamond Tiara trailed off, to the sound of two very disappointed fillies.