Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were tied back to back at the end of the bed with their legs tied together just enough so that neither of them could close them or shield their mareslits, and the mysterious mare with her head covered and her hands and hooves tied was hung upside down from a rafter in front of an open window.  It seems that it would be hard to look up clearly into the window unless one was far down the street, but that didn't seem to matter that much.  Snails was seated next to Diamond while Snips was seated by Spoonie.

"Oh, this is so awesome," sighed Snails as he leaned in to kiss Diamond on the neck.

"Like my biggest dream come true," sighed Snips.

"I was a virgin until today," agreed Tails.

"Who are we kidding?" asked Dan as he paced the floor, "Every stallion in this room was a virgin until today."  He was so agitated that he hadn't even bothered to replace his pants or underwear, so his stallion tool waved about with each turn.

Nightmare Chryssie sighed and Pinkfluff made a short raspberry noise.

"And does anyone actually understand what these two are saying?!"

"Chryssie is less than two days old," said Bakabaka, "yet feels the need to do as she's told.  The pink fluff just paused to say 'It's the strangest thing I've done today.'"

"How can she be less then two days old?!"

"In what way can this be put?" she asked, "There's black magic aplenty afoot."

"You can make hot mares with black magic?!" asked Snails, "That's... AWESOME!!"

"Yeah," agreed Snips, "Where can I sign up?"

"I look upon my Mistress full of dread," she said quietly, "as I see she's in way over her head."

"But I have to wonder what that Queen Sombra did to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon," said Snails, "I've never seen them so quiet or agreeable in my life.  They've done things to us and let us do things to them that I've only dreamed about... once or twice."

"Not that I can complain much," said Snips as he leaned in to kiss Spoonie's throat.  She rolled her head aside to give him even easier access to it.

"Well," said Tails, "She did say something about their fathers paying them to train them... or something.  And I have no idea who the exotic mare here is.  I mean, she has no cutie mark and we can't see any details about her head or face at all."

"All we know is that somepony thinks she's evil, and yet left her to us to do as we please."

"She said we can play with Tiara and Spoony too," agreed Snails.

"Where did that other hot mare run off too?" asked Snips.

"Her?" said Dan, "She's taking a bath.  In fact, I think most of us are in a need of a bath."

Tails groped Nightmare Rarity's boobs as he said, "And check out the awesome boobage on this one."

"But who the hay is she?!  What if she's a whistleblower on the state of Equestria?!"

"While I'm not quite sure how it can be," said the quiet maid, "she seems to be part of Mistress Rarity."

"How can I please you?" asked Diamond as she gazed longingly into Snails eyes.

"Like I could ever say no to that," he sighed, "Will you be my marefriend?"

"Of course," she replied.

"How can we obey you?" asked Spoonie as she similarly looked at Snips.

"Be my marefriend too!" he said eagerly.

"Of course," she replied.

"This is definitely government mind control at work!" cried Dan as he all but spun in circles.

"But if these two are part of the parasitic class that are running things," said Tails, "then why would they be obeying us, the supposed underclass?"

"I can only believe that they're not really part of the coming ruling class!" he declared, "So... they must be being punished for pretending to be part of the rebellious class seeking to install Rarity, Celestia and Luna as our eternal rulers!"

"This whole thing about nightmares and rebellions is really confusing me," admitted Snails.

"It's so lucky you hang out with a savvy stallion like me!" proclaimed Dan.  He looked around and pointed at Chryssie and Pinkfluff as he said, "Like these two seem to be harmless nightmares.  They might even be likable.  I can't think that they're somehow part of the master plot from the heads of Equestria."

Chryssie sighed, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "Chryssie wants to thank you for your kind words.  She wishes to travel with the herds."

"Well she sure seems a lot more awesome than the real Queen of the Changelings," said Snails.

Chryssie sighed once more, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "Chryssie wants the love she feels in this room alleviates her sadness and gloom.  Perhaps upon your love she does feed, but the pink one seems to meet her need.  But she felt she just had to say, 'I wish not to rule you in any way.'"

"How do you get all that from a sigh?!" asked Dan.

"It seems how she communicates," she said, "but I know not how my mind relates.  But if you wish to understand her true, than ask her to change form for you."

"Turn into Miss Cheerilee!" said Snails eagerly.

"Yeah!" agreed.

Chryssie sighed again, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "This Cheerilee does not her look know, so you must think of her so it will show."

Snips and Snails closed their eyes, and then Chryssie turned into an exact image of their old teacher, although it seems that she was 'idealized' a bit by their memories of her.  They had increased her breasts and hips while slimming her waist, although not a great extent.  Her flower cutie mark was plainly visible considering she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing.

"I really wish we were at school!" said Snails, "For so long, I've wanted to tie her naked over the desk and spank her flanks!"

"Funny," said Snails, "You never said that to me once."

"I didn't?"

"Me neither," declared Dan, "which adds credibility to my mind control theory!"

"I'll settle for hanging by the wrists from the rafters and spanking her flanks right now!"

"But what if... she doesn't want to?" asked Snips.

"I don't mind," she said, "There's a feeling I have that what will really feed me is when your lust is up.  That it's even more powerful than what I feel from love."

"You did a great job hanging up that nightmare mare," said Snails, "Hang up our new plaything too, Miss Bakabaka!"

"As you wish, Master," she said as she began tying Chryssie's wrists together over her head.

"Well, I'm going to see how things are going with Miss Fluttershy," said Dan, "She's been in the bath for some time now."

He stomped out of the room as Snips tried to say, "But what about your pants..."

...

Fluttershy luxuriated in the bathtub.  She had been soaking in a selection of Twilight's oils, soaps and bath scents for some time.  It also took a while to make the water comfortably warm enough for her.  She felt half asleep as her wings draped over the head of the tub and her motherly breasts seemed to just float on top of the water.  It seemed like a distant memory that she was just sweaty a while earlier, let alone the fact that her marepussy was sopping wet from her orgasm that happened while the one she thought was Big Macintosh was rubbing his cock against it.

"How's it goin, sugar-cube?" asked a familiar voice.

She spun her head to see Big Macintosh standing in the doorway in all his naked glory again.  His boner was at full attention once again.

"Is it really you this time?" she asked quietly.

"None other, sweetums," he said with a grin.

"I'm so confused about I feel about you right now," she said as she looked away from him.

"Well not me," he said, "Ah've always wanted a second chance with ya."

"I'm not sure I can have an intimate relationship with a married stallion," she sighed as she looked down.

"Ah just want to know that you're still not angry with me an all," he said as his voice drew closer.

"I got over that some time ago," she said as she stood to step out.  One leg over the side, and then the other, she was standing aside the tub.  "But I don't want to live under an illusion.  I don't want to get in your way.  The last thing I ever wanted to be was a homewrecker."

Her stepped up behind her, wrapping his hands about her torso and chest as she felt his back, and his throbbing erection, against her back and flanks.

"Mah relationship with Jifar an Twilight can never be broken that easily," he said into her ear.

"Please," she begged softly, "If you hold me like that any longer, I'll want you to mate with me.  I'm not sure I'm ready for that level of intimacy with you."

"Yer right," he said as he backed up from her.

"All I want to do is be with you," she sighed heavily, "I want you to touch me so bad, it's almost unbearable."

"Ah feel the same, sugar-cube."  She felt him take her hand and slip it between her legs.  "So just pleasure yerself while ya think about me, and I can't ask no more."

"Will you do the same?"

There was no answer as he stepped from the room.

"I love you, Big Macintosh!"

...

Dan shook his head as he stepped out of the bathtub area.

"AH!" he said as he looked down on his rigid boner, "Why do I think I've been mind-controlled again?!"

He could hear the soft pants of Fluttershy as he was sure she was fingering herself, and it seemed all to easy to stroke his own cock as he thought about her.  After all, she was extraordinarily beautiful, especially in her naked glory.  He figured Big Macintosh must be one of the luckiest stallions in the world to have as many hot mares as her to love him.  It only seemed a couple of minutes before he was squiring his load on the wall and floor across from him.

"Ah," he groaned and then called, "Bakabaka!"

"Yes Master," he heard her reply from a distance, "Is there disaster?"

"No, I just need a cleanup in aisle three."

"I have come from a distant land," she said, "so I do not understand."

"Ah," he said, "There's just a mess that needs cleaning as soon as you're available!"

"She'll come as soon as she makes sure that... uh... Miss Cheerilee is hung by her wrists comfortable and safe like!" said Snails from the same direction.

"Yeah," said Snips, "Did you bang Fluttershy this time?"

"No," snarled Dan, "I didn't bang her!  While she's really hot and sexy, I'm not going after the mare of a stallion that can break me in half without trying!"

The gasp from the bath made him wonder if she was somehow bothered by his words, or perhaps she was just cuming on her fingers in her own right.

"Then what about the pink fluff?" asked Snails, "I'm sure she's got something going under all that fluff."

The sounds of a mare gasping grew as he could also hear the sounds of cupped hands as the spanked her flanks.

"I don't mess with any mare if I don't know what species she even is!" replied Dan.

"I don't know," said Snips, "We've got all these submissive mares to ourselves, but you don't have any.  Not if you're not going to lay a hand on Miss Fluttershy."

Bakabaka approached with a few wash cloths to begin cleaning up the seed he had shot around before.

"I suppose there has to be a mare for me out there someplace," he grumbled, "One that doesn't need coercion or tricks to dig me for who I really am."

He walked over to the nearest window as looked out.  There was some more rustling before a topless Fluttershy peeked out.

"Oh dear," she said, "I seem to have left my sweater in Twilight's room."

"Then I shall fetch your sweater," she said, "or perchance something clean and better."

"No," she replied, "My sweater will do just fine."

"Say," said Dan, "What's the deal with all those black crystals sprouting up all over the place?"

Fluttershy walked over and looked out.  "I have no idea," she said softly as she put an arm around his shoulder, "but I have this feeling this is the second time you could have mounted me with no objections, and you didn't.  I have to thank you for that."

"It's no bigs," he replied, "I just respect mares too much to... use them like that."

"Well whatever mare may fall in love with you one day," she replied as she kissed him on the cheek, "she'll surely be the luckiest one."

Dan blushed.

...

Prince Blueblood brooded in his chambers, looking over maps as to how he insurrection was going to overthrow Celestia, Luna and the other Princesses who didn't understand how real rulership went.  But then the secret panel opened and his co-conspirators entered his room.

"I hope there's a reason to risk..."

But when he saw the naked and bound Princess they carried, he shut up immediately.

"Prince Blueblood," said one, "Soon to be King Blueblood!  Rejoice as we have captured Celestia in her room at last!"

"Is it just me," he mused, "or is the Royal Boobage even larger?"

"Uh... we're weren't really trying to look like Peeping Tarpans..."

Celestia began to stir in their arms.

"Very well," he smirked, "Toss her on my bed and I'll... treat her like a Princess."

They carried her over to the bed and dumped her there, and that definitely made her wake up faster.  She began to struggle wildly against her bonds.

He walked over as he looked down on her, and said, "Struggle all you want.  Those ropes are magical, and they will block your magic as well as prevent you from escaping them.  Bemoan your fate, Princess, as your reign shall soon end, and a glorious new one shall arise from its ashes."

She stopped struggling to glare into his eyes.

"Did anypony see you do the deed?" he asked.

"No," another replied, "Her guards are as inefficient and clueless as ever.  They aren't even good enough to notice the spell we placed on her doors to mute noises from inside.  I bet if they even did notice, they'd just assume the Princess was seeking some privacy while she masterbated or something."

All the stallions broke into laughter at that.

He reached down to stroke her muzzle as he said, "You're so lucky I'm not in the mood to just ravish you right now.  But they're shall be plenty of time for that later."

"Well, we did notice one little thing," said a third.

"What?!" he asked as he spun to face them.

"This strange armored mare that kinda looked like a total babe version of King Sombra teleported her in, left her in bed all naked like, covered her with her cloak, and then just teleported away.  We've never seen the likes of her before."

"So there's a unicorn mare with some kind of sick King Sombra fetish!" he sneered, "It means nothing to us or our plans!  If she dares interfere, it will be the last mistake she'll ever make!"

"Long rule Prince Blueblood!" called one.

"Long rule the pack!" called another.

"Yes," he hissed, "Let all society feel the hoof of the pack."

One stallion leaned to another and said, "Aren't we supposed to be a herd?"

"FOAL!" hissed Blueblood, "That's part of the OLD way of thinking!"

He stepped over and placed a blade against his throat almost faster than they could see.

"Are you still one of us?!" he hissed in his ear.

"I am loyal to the death, my Prince!" he replied without flinching.

"Very good," he replied as the blade vanished again.

Yet there was just a trickle of blood from the nick that he had made in the stallion's neck in that short time.

"Loyal to the death!" the stallions chanted over and over as the Prince smiled down upon them.

"And your loyalty to the new order shall be richly rewarded!"