The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

Rarity was beside herself with joy. Spike brought her somepony who was willing to completely give herself over to both herself and him. She deferred to them both as her masters and lovers without ever having to be told to. Bakabaka was most precious to both of them now. There was no threats, promises or bribes required. All she ever needed was their smiles. All she wanted to do was whatever pleased them.

She let Spike mount her as much as he pleased. He got his first blow jobs from her. Her anus was not out of bounds either. She delighted that he would tease, lick and suckle her nipples, as that was all she really needed for climax.

Rarity grew fond of the petite mare. She had no qualm about eating her pussy out as much as she wanted. There was no aversion to being bound into various positions as she demanded. She was utterly fascinated by Rarity's own breasts as well.

In fact, Bakabaka was almost an ideal model for her various petite designs. While Sweetie Belle was about the same size, she was at that 'rebellious phase' where she felt her friends were more important than what her older sister wanted. Her projects with the Cutie Mark Crusaders seemed to direct her life. It was what her own Cutie Mark was all about, after all.

But more than just simple affection, Bakabaka got food, shelter and a lifetime supply of designer clothing. Rarity was already converting part of her storage room into a spare bedroom just for her. While Spike would have liked nothing better than sharing his little bedroom at the Golden Oak Library, Rarity convinced him she had more room to spare than his tiny little room barely large enough for just himself.

With Princess Twilight away somewhere, Spike only needed to do what was basically the minimum number of chores to take care of the Library. He closed the place down around noon because he wanted to go to the Carousel Boutique to spend the afternoon and evening with Bakabaka and Rarity. She was so taken by her new charge that Rarity had her shop closed the entire next day.

While running over to the shop the afternoon of the second day, he bought two bouquets of roses to gift to his two loves, one so new and the other hidden for a number of years since he was a dragon child. He ignored the closed sign and knocked, and smiled as Bakabaka opened the door wearing a rather exotic black lace maid's uniform. She curtsied to him with a smile, and then offered to take the flowers from his claws before she showed him in.

"Master Spike is at the door," she said towards the back, "Surely he is here for more. He seems to think that we need a shower of some lovely red flower."

"Roses?" asked Rarity from the back room, "Oh, you didn't have to Spikey-wikey! You're just so adorable!"

"It ain't nothin for the two mares I love," sighed Spike as he followed the new maid to the back.

"Oh Spike," she sighed as he followed her in, "You know that you can't afford so many roses on the allowance that Princess Twilight gives you."

Spike nearly face planted when he saw the outfit that Miss Rarity was wearing. She was wearing black lace lingerie that seemed to cover almost everything EXCEPT her breasts, pussy, flanks and cutie marks. Her legs were clad in black silk stockings held up by short garter belts to the tight little girdle that kept her already trim stomach held even tighter. A black silk veil covered her snout and mouth as she stared at him with her dreamy eyes. A riding crop was held in one hand as she lightly slapped it against her other hand.

Bakabaka rushed over to the fainting couch where she lay over the arm with her flank facing Rarity. Reaching out, Rarity flipped up all of her skirts and underskirts to show Spike her reddened flanks. He found he couldn't look away as her tail wagged back and forth so rapidly. She struck her right butt cheek with the crop even though she was looking Spike right in the eyes. The soft moan that escaped Bakabaka's lips told Spike she had no objection to the treatment.

"While I wish to hold here steady, is Master Spike's new outfit ready?"

"Thank you so much for reminding me, dahling," she replied, "I have this simply divine Master's outfit I've put together for you while we waited for you to come over, and I knew you had to come over." A self-satisfied look crossed her face. "I'm sure that you'll just love it as much as I do. It's all packed in the round black hat box over in the corner." She looked at him slyly as she added, "Does my Spikey-wikey want me to help him change?"

"Uh-hu..." he sighed before he suddenly blurt out, "NO! I'm good!" Rushing over to the box, he opened it to find a collection of some of the rarest items known: leather. It was against the law to raise animals for leather, so one either had to wait for a farm animal to die of natural causes, or import the materials at great cost from a distant land with no such reservations. He stripped down as he began to pull the black leather accessories from the box. It was curious just how Rarity could find such a fine collection of leather that seemed tailored to his size and frame.

There was a wide girdle with an equally large bronze shield over the front that made Spike feel like some kind of wrestling champion. He put that on, and then fished out a similar set of bracers and grieves that he strapped to his arms and legs. Then there was open-fingered leather gloves that he placed over his clawed hands. To top it off, there was a mask and cape just like the ones he wore in the comic book as Humdrum, but then he knew that Rarity only felt they looked fashionable on him. But there was nothing covering his crotch, and he was sure that Miss Rarity had planned it that way.

"Oh dahling," gushed Rarity, "You look so... barbarian! I love it!" She made a 'come hither' gesture. "Oh, I'm sure Bakabaka wants to see it as much as I!"

Spike walked over as she handed him the riding crop.

"Uh..." he said awkwardly.

"Please strike my flank as you wish," she begged, "I've been quite the naughty dish!"

She winced as he reached out and caressed her flank instead. It wasn't what she was expecting.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, "but I can't do that to you."

"Oh, I guess it's not for everypony," sighed Rarity softly, "I guess we're done with this for now." She gave him a tube of cream as she said, "Well, give her flank a nice coating of this, and in a few minutes, she won't feel any pain or have any marks left. When that's taken care of, we'll move on to something more agreeable to you."

"I'm sorry, Miss Rarity."

"Please don't ever apologize for that!" scolded Rarity, "I totally understand!"

He smiled as he began rubbing the white sticky cream over both of her flanks. Her tail was still wagging like crazy. As he rubbed and caressed her flank, his cock came to full attention. He wanted to stick it to her really bad. Rarity was watching the two of them as she began to fondle her own breasts.

But then there was a knock at the front door. A long and persistent knock.

"Oh," grumbled Rarity, "Who doesn't know what 'CLOSED' means?"

So she went to answer the door. She was so piqued that she didn't even seem to realize how she looked as she opened the door and asked, "YES?!"

Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, several Royals Guards, Bulk Biceps and a strange water-buffalo mare were all staring at her with wide-eyes.

"Oh dear," she replied as she realized just what she looked like to them. She looked at Celestia as she asked, "Is it time for that appointment already?"

"No no!" said Celestia as she suddenly blushed, "It's certainly not that time yet! But let's not talk about that right now, shall we?"

Luna cast a suspicious look at her older sister. "Is there something big sister needs to tell us?"

"Don't be ridiculous, little sister," she replied as her blush deepened, "I just need... frequent measurements taken... because... you know my breasts keep growing... it can be so embarrassing!"

"Yes, we are sure that's it."

Rarity quickly backed away from the door.

Celestia looked at the guards and others as she said, "I just need a small moment to speak to Miss Rarity. Why don't you wait here while I speak to her privately, okay?"

Luna looked at her skeptically, but they all waited while she stepped in and closed the door behind them.

"Is there someone here named Bakabaka?" asked Celestia. There was panting and moaning sounds coming from the back room. Celestia walked to the back room before Rarity could stop her to see Spike mating with her creamed flank. Her top had been pulled down to her waist so that her arms were pinned at the elbows, her pert nipples standing erect from her chest as she panted and moaned.

"Wait, it's just... oh dear," said Rarity softly.

"How much are they paying you?"

"Actually..." said Rarity as she blushed, "She's my new personal sub. Spike brought her to me, so we're sharing her affections. I'm taking her under my wing, as it were. I... I... love her as much as I love you!"

"Perhaps you'd like to become her legal guardian? Someone needs to take care of her until Spike is ready to marry her."

"Oh yes," gushed Rarity, "I'm sure Spike would love that as much as I!" She rushed over to Celestia and buried her face into the Princess' cleavage, so Celestia hugged her back as the two wrapped their arms about each other.

"Eh-heh," she replied as her blush deepened, "OH! There's a problem! We believe that Princess Twilight Sparkle has been taken by the Diamond Dogs!"

"WHAT?!" cried Rarity as both Spike and Bakabaka stopped to stare as well.

"Her horn has been broken with Cold Iron! It has to be the Diamond Dogs! We think that the Princess, Applejack, Big Macintosh, Jifar, Opa and Zecora may all be in great danger at the paws of the Diamond Dogs! I know you can use your Gem Finding Spell can locate more than just gems and jewels, so I came here to get your help!" She paused as she took a breath, and added, "I'm sure Spike and Bakabaka want to help save their friends as well."

They both nodded energetically.

"Uh Princess?" asked Spike. For some reason, he and Bakabaka were openly staring at Celestia.

"Yes?"

"Your most regal and glorious boobs are showing."

In her hurry to hug the Princess, Rarity's nose had popped her breasts from her top. Celestia squealed as she clamped her hands across her chest around the back of Rarity's head and over her soft blue nipples, but even her hands weren't quite enough to cover her motherly nipples fully. Even with her face buried between the Princess' boobs, Rarity's powerful blush was plain to see.

"We shall NEVER speak of this again."

"Speak of what?" asked Spike.

"Riiiiiiggghhht..."