One's Responsibility to Their Family

Rarity smiled to herself. She wore what was considered a belly dancer’s outfit, but even with that in mind she still was a little concerned as to just how revealing it was. It had silver laced blue fabric that ran around her in a bra and skirt. The bra however was very small and only covered half of her large chest and she was a little afraid that it might slip off if she wasn’t careful. However, she knew the thin pair of underwear she wore was all that protected her nethers seeing as the skirt had four thigh high splits along the cloth, and a v-shaped dip almost into her crotch. however, she couldn’t deny that she looked damn sexy.

“I am not wearing this!”

Rarity turned around and held a finger up to her mouth while examining Rainbow’s outfit. She then smirked as she said, “But you make such a great athlete. I think it’s a perfect fit.”

Rainbow glared at her. “I am not a cheerleader.” Rainbow scowled at her own reflection. The outfit put her in red and black shorts that almost showed off the bottom of her rear, and the simple wrap on her chest matched the color pattern, but was almost too small even for her chest.

“Rainbow Dash, this is a special event that we were invited to and we are not going to break the costume part of costume party. Now, where are your pompoms?”

Rainbow Dash screamed out of the room and ran into Applejack’s. “A.J., can I borrow a pair of your shorts?”

She took in a deep breath as she held the window curtain over herself. “I was getting changed. You could have knocked.”

Rainbow narrowed her brow, but then shrugged it off. About time she stopped gloating about that body of hers. “Alright, just let me borrow a pair.”

Applejack nodded away from herself. “Why don’t you take the pair in there. They’re pretty slutty, but they’re better than what you’ve got.”

Rainbow dove for the bag and whipped them out. She scowled at the jean shorts, but then shrugged as she would have been trying to moon everyone in her current pair. “Wearing one of your’s for your costume?”

Applejack bit into her lip. “Yes. If it wasn’t for Celestia saying that we owed them for inviting us to such a prestigious night, I wouldn’t be going. So I’m not satisfying any of those assholes by wearing anything more perverted than I absolutely have to.”

Rainbow shouted as she left, “At least you finally get to meet Nathaniel. That should be fun.”

Maybe. Though I really don’t see how he can be as good as everyone says he is when Mark is his brother. Applejack slipped on her bra and a button up shirt before a knock came on the door. “Who is it?” She heard an incoherent mumble on the other side and called, “Come in Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy came in in a nurses outfit that had two buttons undone and showed off more cleavage than the shy girl had ever even considered showing in her life. The bottom was a skirt that hugged her thighs and made it a little difficult to walk. “What do you think?”

Applejack clenched her teeth. “No offense Fluttershy, but I think you look like a whore. I think we all look like whores in these stupid get ups.”

Fluttershy felt tears sting her eyes as she asked, “Do you think Nathaniel will like it?”

“I bet he’ll absolutely love it, just like every other guy there.” She slammed the door on her closet and grabbed her hat from the bed. “Come on, let’s get going.” She stopped as Fluttershy put a hand on her shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

She bit into her lip and nodded. “Guess I’m just a little stressed. I don’t really want to meet this family. They give me a bad feeling.”

Fluttershy hugged her friend and Applejack barely didn’t force her away. It’s Fluttershy. She couldn’t ever hurt me. “Thanks Sugarcube. Now come on, we do need to be gettin’ along.”

The two walked down the stairs and Pinkie let out a purr as she rolled over on the carpet. She was in fuzzy tights with pink fur shorts on. There was a space that broke the bright fur with Pinkie’s slightly tanned stomach, and then finished with an equally fuzzy bra. Applejack still didn’t want to know how Pinkie was managing to work the tail.

Twilight and Celestia came out of the kitchen as they got to the tail end of their conversation. “Twilight, no. It would be far too reckless.”

Rarity cocked an eyebrow. “And what does our fair Cleopatra think the sexy witch is doing that is so bad?”

Twilight blushed as she took off her witches hat and tried to cover the short black dress that made up most of her outfit, along with dark eyeliner and lipstick. Celestia sighed and pulled at the chest of her white dress. Her’s was the only costume that reached the floor, and that was because Richard supposedly had picked it. “She was thinking we would go as ourselves, minus the bracelets.”

The five others glanced at each other and only Applejack didn’t smile at the thought of going in fur. “However, that would mean revealing our secret.”

“Yeah, but it would just be a costume, right?”

Twilight shook her head. “Unfortunately Celestia is right. I forgot to take into account that Nathaniel at least knows we all wear the enchantments, and will probably notice if we don’t have them on. Have the only day we don’t have them be on the day where we have wings, horns, and fur, and it might be a little suspicious.”

There was a collective sigh as Celestia smiled at them. “Don’t worry girls. Tonight should be more than enjoyable for us all. Richard promises.”

They all put on the finishing touches to their costumes and got into the one minivan they had. After stopping Pinkie, the only one to fail the driver’s test even with magical aid, from taking the wheel, they were on their way. Twilight had to ask though, “Do you talk to Richard often?”

“From time to time. Mainly check ups on how Fluttershy is being treated and the like. However, I also hear stories from him. I would suggest you spend some time with him when you can Twilight. He knows much, and a great deal of those lessons are ones I never wish to even think about again but may still be able to aid you.”

Twilight became quiet after that. Her mentor was in pain, and she guessed she didn’t actually want to think about Richard’s stories. Finally, they arrived at the manor. The gate was covered in cobwebs and the door man had become accustomed to seeing them enough that he stopped them only briefly with a, “Urrr.”

Pinkie smiled as the costumed man gestured them forward. “Bye mister zombie.”

The others sighed, more then ready to begin the night and get a little space away from Pinkie who had been bouncing in her seat the whole time. Finally, the door opened and Pinkie stormed the front door and slammed her fist against it. It slowly creaked open with no one on the other side. Rainbow caught up to Pinkie to walk in with her. “Not very original is–”

The two stopped as the glint of steel in the candle light flashed just under their chins. The daggers were gone immediately, partially to allow Pinkie room to run. “Welcome to the Cyph–”

Crash!

“Fuck.” The ninja sighed and lowered his mask revealing Nathaniel. Rainbow socked him square in the jaw and he used the wall to steady himself. However, his eyes were past Rainbow and on Pinkie who had a punch bowl on her head. The girl smiled while taking it slowly off. Pinkie walked over and gave a hesitant giggle.

“Um, I’m very happy to be here.”

Nathaniel sighed internally this time as he heard the scared voice. She doesn’t hide it very well, does she? He was about to take care of it himself when Fluttershy walked in and gave him a smile. He barely noticed that as her inhuman chest had entered first, almost completely exposed. He grabbed both of the girls by a wrist and said, “You’re coming with me.”

The three of them rushed through the corridors of the manor. It was filled with scary imagery and dim lighting provided by candle light. Pinkie and Fluttershy both squinted as Nathaniel led them into the kitchen. He pointed to Pinkie, “Grab some towels and bring them to me.”

He turned to Fluttershy. The two locked eyes before Fluttershy face turned beet red when Nathaniel’s eyes went down into her cleavage. I’m wearing a bra. I really hope I’m wearing a bra. She thought she was about to pass out when Nathaniel turned away.

“What are you wearing?”

“I have the towels.” He turned to the slightly cowering Pinkie and took one and threw it in her face. “Dry yourself off and get Fluttershy covered up.” He pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched Pinkie get to work. No matter how many times she had come over, this was her reaction every time to messing something up. Scared, obedient, and willing to do anything someone asked of her. Oh well. I have bigger worries tonight.

He checked the guest list and quickly called for the person he’d been looking for. Pinkie came over when he was finished, still wringing the towel out. She finally got a chance to admire how detailed the ninja outfit was. He was outfitted with knives and it even looked like the folds might contain items. She poked one and Nathaniel immediately popped open the secret pouch to reveal a Kitkat bar. “It is Halloween after all.”

She took a small bite into the candy before asking, “Who did you call? Do I need to go get them?”

He ruffled Pinkie’s hair in an attempt to calm her. “No, it was an aunt of mine. She’s on her way to help Fluttershy get into a sheet so she doesn’t have to dress in something she isn’t uncomfortable with. Did you catch that Fluttershy?”

“Ye– yes. Um, what if I were to say I was comfo–” Fluttershy became silent as Nathaniel came back over. His eyes gazed deep into her eyes as he placed his hands on her shoulders and then onto her sides. Fluttershy backed away before Nathaniel had his hands anywhere near her hips. “What are you doing?

Nathaniel tried to hide his blush as he retreated away. “Making a point. Besides, you don’t look nearly as good as in just a sundress enjoying the sun. Now.” He turned and missed Fluttershy almost fainting from the compliment, “open that cupboard Pinkie. We have punch to make.”

Pinkie bounced over to the cupboard and burst out laughing as she pulled out a gallon jug of powder. “I thought you guys were rich?”

“We are, but you don’t stay rich by only having the finest money can buy. Now come on, we have work to get done.” The two worked at a leisurely pace, though Nathaniel scowled every time the doorbell rang. An elderly woman walked in on the middle of the process and took Fluttershy and then the two were simply alone.

Pinkie poked Nathaniel and he glanced at her before completely turning to her while shaking his head. She grinned at him as the other half of a Kitkat stuck out of her mouth. He reached for it and she pulled just out of his reach. She somehow managed to purse her lips at him and wink while keeping it right there.

Nathaniel raised a hand and slowly uncurled the fingers Pinkie’s gaze was locked on the hand, and she started frowning. I should have known this would be too–

Nathaniel’s other hand came out of the sink and splashed her. “Rawr!” Pinkie scurried away from him and hissed from behind a counter. He smiled back at her and picked up the punch bowl. “Happy Halloween Pinkie.”

Pinkie felt something strange in her chest as Nathaniel walked away. He wasn’t angry at me. He... he only played along. Why?

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Rarity burst into the ballroom before striking a pose that she knew used every part of the costume to full effect. The gasp from the crowd made her a little giddy, and she felt a strong hand land on her shoulder. She turned around and saw a man in full roman battle armor standing over her with salt gray hair. “It’s nice to see you again Rarity.”

She gasped as she shook the outstretched hand of the Cypher elder. “I’m so sorry I didn’t recognize you Richard. It is a pleasure to be here and the house looks fantastic.”

“As do you, though I think an actual gown might have worked better for you. I would talk to Mark about making that happen.” He patted her shoulder, but was quickly pulled away as other members of the party vied for his attention. She almost giggled as she thought about the Grand Galloping Gala and the desperation most ponies had about talking to the princess. At least the music is better.

She suddenly found herself spun around and then dipped into a deep kiss. Recovering from it, she stared for a moment into the dark brown eyes of her boyfriend. “Good evening to you as well darling.”

Mark smiled back and wrapped an arm around her waist with his hand just above her ass. “As I hoped it would be. Do you like my costume?”

Rarity stopped as she took in the large white robe he wore. It came with a long white beard and wig, and his chest was fully exposed to marvel at those wondrous pecks. “Warrior monk of some sort?”

He let out a booming laugh. “No my darling angel. I am god.”

Rarity smiled at him before extending her hand. “Will you dance with me even if I’m not in a gown?”

Mark glanced at her puzzled for a moment before putting it together as his grandpa winked at him. “So my grandpa told you about the silly little ball we hold for our servants? Well, I was hoping to ask you in a grander fashion in a week or so, but I suppose we can talk about it now while we sway.”

Rarity pursed her lips and glanced up at him as they moved in time with the music. “Hm, he didn’t However, I would love to hear more after you tell me what exactly you had in mind for tonight?”

“Well, I chose this outfit for a reason. Maybe a little private swaying of these hips?”

Rarity felt his hands sink underneath her skirt. “Strike two, and I would get back to being romantic if you don’t want strike three.”

Mark forced his smile to stay as his fingers traced back up to the middle of her back. “Well, moving on, we do have an annual ball right before Thanksgiving for our servants. Of course we attend as well, and are allowed to bring whomever I want.” He paused as he looked deep into the strong eyes that watched him. A small worry built in him as she continued to stay silent, until he noticed that she was leaning into him. He brought her closer, their chests now squished together. “Will you do me the highest honor and be my date?”

The two kissed deeply on the middle of the dance floor. Their bodies swayed in time with the music as their tongues sought out their lover’s in hope of causing them pleasure. Rarity let out a small moan as her chest squeezed and grinded against Mark’s rough abs.

Rip.

They both glanced down as Rarity’s top fell free from her now bouncing tits. Mark balled his hands into fists to stop the almost reflexive grab he was thinking about. Instead, he whipped off his robe, leaving him only in white pants he’d worn underneath. He quickly wrapped Rarity up into the fabric and motioned to a servant. “Take her away and find her a more suitable outfit. I will speak to the costumer another time.”

He scowled as the two left the ballroom. Guys around him were chuckling and some even had the audacity to lick their lips in his presence. Mark slowly relaxed his hands and breathed deeply as he remembered he was in public. The crowd parted for him as he rushed out, thoroughly annoyed already by the night’s progression.

However, he found himself getting a boost of spirits from Applejack who now came out of the bathroom. She turned to go the other way, but instead was grabbed by one hand and thrown into one of the large foyers.

“What are you doing?” Applejack rubbed her tender wrist, panic flooding her system as she tried to repress the memories of him and work in general.

“I wasn’t about to allow you to continue traveling around in an incomplete costume. Tsk, and here I thought buying them for you would be a kindness of mine seeing as you’ve been out of work for so long.”

Applejack froze for a moment as she stared at him. He didn’t give any sign of further knowledge though, so she assumed he must have heard from Nathaniel. “I wasn’t comfortable in the clothes so I swapped them for my own. I’m still a cowgirl.”

“Hm, I suppose that could be true. We’ll get back to that later though. I was wondering how my little farm girl was doing after all this time?”

Applejack glanced down. “Like you said, I’ve been out of work and nothing has helped our finances yet. In other words. it’s sucked.”

Mark put a finger to his mouth. “Doesn’t sound so bad to me. Some people are very good at sucking, perhaps you could find a job in it?

She stepped back from the predatory gaze from him. She hadn’t ever trusted Mark after they split apart, but she had never known why. Applejack’s eyes narrowed at him as he continued to leaned against the door out.

“No thanks. How about you? I hear both of your dates went Rarity at least went alright.”

Mark started walking over to Applejack. “They have been fine, however she lacks a certain fire I think. A fire I want back. A fire you will give me tonight.”

The sound of knuckles popping resounded through the room. Mark smiled. “Really? You couldn’t take two normal guys, what makes you think you can take on a living god?”

Applejack’s face paled and he lunged forward with a punch straight into her abdomen. She bent over the fist and let out a strangled breath. Mark’s other hand stroked her face as they both went to their knees. His hand drifted down and tore off the top three buttons of her shirt.

Applejack weakly pushed against him, but she was still trying to get her lungs to reaccept air. Tears filled her eyes as Mark’s hand gave a firm squeeze on her breast. “Don’t worry Applejack, I won’t rape you.”

“Li-liar.”

Mark shook his head. “The punch was only because you are so violent. I punished you long ago though for the sin of telling me no. Now, I want to purify your body and let you know pleasure again.”

He scowled as Applejack tried to nestle her elbow into his ribs. No sounds came from her as the two sat there, one hand on her breast as his other hand rubbed right above her jeans. Applejack turned to him, murder in her eyes. “You’re doomed when I tell the others.”

He pinched Applejack’s clit to a glorious squeal as she started crying. “This falls under our original agreement of ‘can’t say a word’. Besides Applejack, if you don’t take me back, you never get another job. At least, not another one where you won’t be shoved into a closet by three men and used for their own purposes. I will at least be gentle... at first.”

He watched as Applejack pushed against his firm grasp. He smirked and tilted her head. “You belong to me, understood?”

“Never.”

Mark took in a deep breath in. “Fine. One day, once your family is abandoned on the street,” he forced her head back, “you’ll see this and remember that the offer is still open.”

Applejack choked as a rough circle closed around her neck. It tightened before finally loosening and she was pushed away from him. “It looks wonderful on you.”

Applejack didn’t need a mirror. She steeled herself and stopped the tears. Now wasn’t the time for her sadness. She turned to him and he said, “Rape.”

She faltered, stepping back. “See how weak you are. Now, why don’t you take care of the rest of those buttons.” He reached forward just as the door slammed open.

“Brother, the family is wondering where you are. I would go before grandfather gets mad.”

Mark turned to Nathaniel while barely hiding his scowl. “In just a moment brother.” He turned back to Applejack. “Don’t take off the collar until you are off this property or else.” Mark turned on his heel and walked away.

Nathaniel stepped into the room. “Hello miss? How may I help you?”

Applejack stood up, watching him through her now messy hair. She tipped her hat to hide the tear streaks before asking, “You said brother?”

“Of course I did. Why wouldn’t I?”

She stepped forward, taking in more of him. “And how much like your brother are you?”

Nathaniel sighed. Another scorned lover. Except when did they get together? He opened his mouth to say his normal response before pausing.

“Somewhat. If you had asked me a mere few months ago I would have said nothing, but I think I am starting to see the world ever more clearly. However, I am still his brother, and younger brother. I am weaker and have none of the political power he does.”

Applejack looked into his eyes. She felt like something was off. “What changed?”

Nathaniel smiled out the window. “I met some very special girls to me, girls that cause me to have to rethink a lot of what I once held true, but I want to keep very close to me regardless. Perhaps you would be willing to join their ranks A.J.?”

She ignored the use of her nickname and spat venom with, “How do you know who I am?”

Nathaniel looked confused. “What are you talking about? We’ve talked about you of course.”

Applejack’s sight went red. “Really? Alright, well I’ve heard plenty about you. Tell me, if someone hated your brother, what would your response be?”

Nathaniel forced the tears back. I’ve been enjoying myself too much as of late, haven’t I? I suppose this is karma kicking in. “I would support him, and ask what it is that I need to do to appease your wrath.”

He collapsed against the ground as Applejack slugged him in the jaw. He could have blocked or defended himself, but the thought of his role continued to plague his mind. A younger brother must be able to take part of the older’s responsibility of action. So he continued to allow blow after blow to rain down upon him, each one a reminder of why he needed control, why he couldn’t enjoy life. He was the younger brother and always would be.

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Mark stormed through the hallways. He had made his appearance, Rarity had no interest in doing him, and he doubted he would be able to keep Applejack anywhere near a corner again. His groin rumbled in displeasure as he shoved one of his servants against a wall. She giggled and started hiking up her skirt, more then ready for her duty. However, she was let go as Mark spotted a pink tail.

He walked over and stomped on the thin line of fur. Pinkie jumped out of the hallway she had been stalking as she let out a howl. “That would have really hurt! Trust me, I would know.”

Mark rolled his eyes as he exaggerated the anger on his face. He had spent the last few weeks feeding her slight lies about how to calm men down. Mainly, do not say no, and do your best to make them happy whenever they are angry. Pinkie’s expression quickly changed to worry before another grin broke across her face.

“Do you wanna play a game? Maybe a little checkers?”

Mark shook his head and beckoned her to follow along. She bounced along the hallways but Mark he noticed the slight stumble from time to time. He gestured to a side room and she bounced onto the bed. “Do you have a deck of cards? Twister?”

“Will you shut up already?” Mark watched as Pinkie flinched and he stomped towards her. “You have been making a mess of everything. From disrupting the other guests, to lewd behavior,”

“I haven’t done either of those things!”

“To trying to ruin the things my brother worked so hard to set.” He felt his libido rise as her eyes glanced down. “The Cypher family has an image to keep up, and here you are trying to destroy it.”

Pinkie covered her face as Mark clenched his fist. “Please, I’ll do anything!”

Mark took a moment to consider it, making sure he paused just long enough to convince Pinkie that there was hope. He then shook his head. “No. You wouldn’t agree to it.”

Pinkie gripped his pants. “You would be surprised at how willing I can be. I’ve done some really stupid stuff in the past just because it sounded fun.”

He unclenched his fist and turned away to hide his smile. “Are you sure? Do you,” he paused as he tried to remember the stupid little thing she’d done a week ago, “Pinkie promise to agree?”

Mark stifled a groan as Pinkie crossed her heart, flapped her wrists, and then covered an eye. “That it? No handshake required?”

“Nope.”

“Good. Now, anything that happens for the next hour, you don’t remember. It never happened. Understood?”

Pinkie bit into her lip but then nodded. “Mark, why would I need to do that?” She slammed back onto the bed as Mark’s hand fell heavily against her cheek.

“You Pinkie promised to agree. Now, turn over.”

She looked up at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. “Why?” She flinched as his hand raised. She slowly turned over, already attempting to forget what was happening.

She yelped as her shorts were torn off. “Please no.”

Mark ignored her as he put a few fingers into her pussy. The folds were dry, but still surprisingly soft for such a hard looking ass. The little girl was crying, and that only stoked his rage. You wouldn’t even be worth my time if your friends weren’t such stubborn bitches.

Pinkie felt the hand retract and sighed in relief. A small glimmer of hope filled her mind that he wouldn’t go any further. It quickly evaporated though as she felt something press against her ass. It was hard, and a small bit of liquid ran down her leg. “In all honesty, I should have made you dress as the bitch you are. Would be much more fitting with what we’re about to do.”

Pinkie’s eyes went wide as realization dawned on her. Mark slammed his hips forward, quickly being stopped by the tight insides that were Pinkie. His tip was on almost in pain by how tight the grip of her ass was upon him. However, he had much more to work with then simply the tip, and he was going to make sure this hour counted.

Pinkie bit into the bed, tears streaming down her face. Just pretend it isn’t happening. Pretend that your ass isn’t being horribly and brutally raped. Pretend that this isn’t the first time you’ve gone past kissing with a guy. Just… just forget Pinkie. Her hair fell flat as the color drained from her eyes and she collapsed upon the bed. It suddenly became much easier to go all the way to the back of Pinkie’s nethers.

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Mark walked out of the room calmly. He was satisfied, though a little disappointed in himself for having stooped so low. That lifeless expression at the end was at least interesting, and she tried her best not to let anyone hear her scream. I suppose she at least deserves to be remembered for that. He found himself bumped into while pondering an attempt to use the last fifteen minutes he had forced Pinkie never to speak of again.

“Watch where you’re going.” Rainbow glared up at the man who’d run into her and scowled as she realized it was Mark.

“You really don’t like me, do you?” Mark leaned against the door. Even if he could keep Pinkie quiet, the sperm covered mess within wouldn’t be able to stay a secret if someone saw her.

“I… don’t know. I guess you just give me a bad feeling.”

“Whatever. Also, you bumped into me.” Mark glared at Rainbow as if to challenge her. However, she didn’t want to waste her night and stormed off. She couldn’t just say she knew he beat his brother, but she felt like it was more than that. He just seems, off. Like something about him is inherently wrong. She shook her mind free of the thoughts before spying a slightly open door.

She peaked in, hoping to see something interesting. In the middle of the room was a man in the fetal position, gasping for air. She rushed over to see if he were okay only to realize it was Nathaniel. “What the fuck?”

Nathaniel tried to turn away and cover his face, but failed. There was a large bruise over one eye and she could almost guarantee that more of him was at least bruised or worse. She glared at the door. “Did Mark do this? I’m gonna teach him–”

“No.” Nathaniel barely lifted himself up. She could see a small pool of blood near where his head had been and could hear his raspy breath. “It wasn’t him. I’m not telling you who it was though.”

Rainbow knelt next to him. “Why?”

“She was angry at my brother and I knew I could take her frustration. Or at least,” He took in a pained gasp of air, “I thought I could. I’ll be fine though. You go enjoy your night.”

She placed a hand on his ribs and slowly moved upwards while checking for broken ones. “And what about you?”

Nathaniel glanced down. “Tonight was a reminder. A reminder of the fact that one must put the need and wants of the many in front of the few. I am merely unfortunate enough to be of that few.”

Rainbow looked at Nathaniel and bit into her lip. He always acted so calm and tough in class, and at one point she had thought it was possibly some sort of act. But he was truly this selfless, yet incredibly stupid, gentleman. She grinned as she said, “Well why don’t I give you something few have experienced while many have wanted?”

Nathaniel glanced up and was caught off guard as Rainbow gently kissed him. She slowly sank into the kiss while her arms wrapped around his neck. Nathaniel quickly gave up on the idea of fighting it, and sank back into the kiss. The two sat there for a few moments, simply enjoying each other’s embrace.

When they finally separated, Rainbow whispered, “Pick me up tomorrow at seven, and if you’re late, you’ll regret it.” Rainbow quickly stood up and upon seeing Nathaniel nod, walked away.