The morning after Rarity’s impromptu initiation seemed to take forever to come, making the mare incredibly anxious. She had gone directly to Suri’s store after she left Schorl’s side, hoping to catch up with Suri and Coco, but when she got there it was closed. After waiting for some time, she recalled what the pink pony had said to her seemingly unenthusiastic slave mare, that they were “going home”, and figured that waiting for hours on end would be fruitless. Instead she headed back to her hotel apartment, not having any idea where Suri or Coco lived, and spent the entire time coming up with a plan to do what she had always planned to do from the moment she got the letter that started all this, to get Coco away from Suri for good.

The unicorn paced in her room all night, frantically thinking about how she would do it. She wouldn’t try to talk Coco out of being a sex slave, as she had shown to Rarity that this wasn’t something she was forced to do or even something that she was doing on a whim, but an actual sexual desire of the mare to be at the mercy of another pony. It was an odd kink, but one Rarity could understand having found satisfaction in being objectified and humiliated herself. BDSM wasn’t the best hobby the mare could’ve gotten herself into, but as long as she was happy and safe, there wasn’t really a problem.

Coco’s happiness wasn’t in question; she seemed very pleased that Rarity was allowing her to stay a part of the Society. Remembering the joy on the mare’s face when she finally relented on her stance against it, Rarity couldn’t think of trying to take her away from the organization again. The unicorn just had never expected her to actually be into being treated like a slave before she saw that smile that proved otherwise.

With that image in mind it was the second issue that remained a problem, keeping Coco safe. Having frequent and public sex was one thing, but far too many of the “slaves” Rarity had encountered at the Society were into things that she couldn’t approve of for the timid mare. Whippings, electro shocks, she has even seen a bit of choking in the form of specialized collars designed to constrict at the tug of a leash. While these things did seem to enhance the act of sex, they were also dangerous and the kind of things that could do long term damage over time, especially for a delicate creature like Coco. Last thing Rarity wanted was for the masochistic submissive members to pass on these extreme kinks to her.

Then again, it wasn’t the other submissives she had to worry about so much as it was the pony pulling on Coco’s leash, Suri Polomare. The pink pony had proven to Rarity that she was an abusive sexual partner. The earth mare was mean, insulting, and made Coco do things that infuriated Rarity to no end. When she saw that Suri had made Coco pierce her nipples and clit, the unicorn was so upset she didn’t know what she would’ve done would Suri have been in front of her.

Having been given the time to calm down though, Rarity determined that hurting Suri would only upset Coco, pushing her farther away. So instead she was going to try something that until yesterday she wouldn’t have considered. She was going to make Coco become a submissive under her, so that she might be able to control her urges and limit the extent to which she would delve into bondage and BDSM. Some light bondage, suspension, paddling and having her act as a servant if that also appealed to the earth pony, but anything beyond that would have to be considered on a case by case basis. Hopefully it would be enough to lure the girl away from her current mistress.

If that failed, then perhaps she could try to reason with Suri, appeal to her better nature and make her see that Coco would be better off with someone else. If the Society had shown Rarity one thing, it’s that there were plenty of ponies that could replace the mare, ones that would be better suited to Suri’s sadistic tendencies. Perhaps she would find more enjoyment with one of those deer, though they seemed to be “public slaves”, ones that whored themselves out to everyone who wanted to use them, never tied down to any one pony. It was amazing how hard they could push themselves, taking on several ponies at the same time, allowing them to take every hole at once, their stamina and lust seeming unending.

Rarity forced her thoughts away from the deer, even though the images of their attractive and sexually tantalizing forms, as well as visions of the other submissive ponies at the club, kept haunting her. She had to get her bearings straight; get her head in the game and out of the gutter. Where was she? She was in the streets of Manehattan heading to Suri’s shop, carrying nothing with her except her purse. The unicorn felt that she would have better luck finding the two earth mares there today, it was unlikely that Suri, being the business pony she was, would have her shop shut down for two days straight.

“Coco, I think that you should allow me to be your mistress,” Rarity rehearsed aloud, quieting herself enough to avoid awkward stares from the ponies that passed her by, “I can make you feel really good and… dear Celestia that sounds silly.” Rarity recomposed herself and tried again. “Coco, yesterday was really special and got me thinking. We are very good partners together, perhaps we should be mistress and slave together.” The unicorn paused again, that came out so weird. Why couldn’t she just say “marefriends”. Everything about this kind of relationship seemed different than just being lovers. It was going to take some getting use to, that was for sure.

She kept practicing along her way to Suri’s shop, but still didn’t feel that she had come up with anything that sounded convincing. She couldn’t back down though, if she did now she might as well surrender Coco to her fate. She steeled herself and entered the highrise, taking the elevator while doing her best to stay strong. This was likely going to be Rarity’s last chance to reach the girl, to say she was nervous would’ve been an understatement.

The elevator opened right into the shop, the sound of a running sewing machine immediately coming to Rarity’s ears. “Hello! Welcome to the Knit and... “ Rarity heard from a cheerful voice as she stepped out from the elevator, “Weave…” The voice’s happy tone suddenly went flat, Rarity seeing that it had come from Suri.

The pink pony was attending the counter of her shop, Rarity almost surprised to see that she was actually doing something instead of having Coco do all the work for her. She went to the counter, ready to do whatever it took to accomplish her goal.

“Suri,” She said, trying to be civil.

“Rarity, what a surprise that you're here,” Suri said back, her tone turning to the phony one that she used so often to condescend to others. “I thought that you’d be at the club. What’s the matter, none of the stallions letting you suck them off for bits?”

Rarity ignored the crass comment, “I think you know why I’m here Suri.”

“Oh I know, you’re here to rub it in that you’re Schorl’s new pet.” Suri moved away from the counter, searching through one of her clothing racks so she didn’t have to look at the unicorn.

“Her pet?” Rarity question, “I think you’re mistaken, I’m one of the dominants at the Society.”

“Trust me, that doesn’t matter.” Suri replied, “All members go through a period where they act as her bitch. Wonder how long until you're licking her cunt clean. Don’t worry though, she’ll be more than happy to pamper you as long as you amuse her, but eventually you’ll be pushed aside for some new toy.”

Suri sounded like she was speaking from experience, with a bit of resentment mixed into her words, which made the unicorn wonder who it could’ve been that took the crystal pony’s favour away from her. Then she realized that it wasn’t important, she wasn’t here to talk about the inner workings of the Society. “Look, I’ll deal with any of Schorl’s nonsense when it comes, but right now I want to talk about Coco.”

“Coco?” Suri’s attention returned to Rarity, “Why in Equestria would you want to talk about her?”

Rarity took a deep breath, while she had worked on her intended speech for Coco, she hadn’t considered what she would say to Suri. “I’m not trying to be rude, but I really don’t want you to be Coco’s mistress anymore.”

“Excuse me?” Suri said, her face shifting to a slight frown.

“I’m not trying to be judgemental here, but I feel that your methods are far too harsh for somepony like Coco. I’m sure you're aware of how timid she is. She’s not some hardcore masochist like some of the other subs, and she can’t be treated like one. If you had less sadistic tendencies and treated her right, then I wouldn’t have had an issue with you and Coco’s relationship if it was for her happiness, but you made her pierce her nipples and clit and since the moment I’ve gotten here you’ve shown that you only see her as a something to torment.”

Suri looked at the unicorn, not sure whether to feel insulted or to laugh. She was right, Coco was little more to her than a trophy of triumph, her suffering at Suri’s hand recompense for trying to leave. As far as Suri cared, the girl was hers to do with as she wished. Sometimes she punished, made her painfully aware of the sins she had committed in the pink pony’s eyes, and other times she forced her into climax to let her know that even if she was not under the spell of the crystal heart in Suri’s possession, her body loved being handled by her. It was a delightful feeling, having another pony completely unable to refuse any order she gave.

So when it came down to Rarity’s request, her reply was obvious. “Are you dense? Coco is my slave, My servant,” She grinned at the unicorn, “My sllluuuttt.” She held the word long enough to watch Rarity whince from the annunciation of it, which elated her to no end. “And where would she even go if I did let her loose? To one of the other members? Maybe one of the stallions would like to use her as a cum receptacle.”

“I would take her!” Rarity said assured, “She’d be better off with me than anypony else at the Society. I’d give her what she wanted, but won’t do it for my own pleasure like you do. She needs a mistress that can treat her properly, allow her to explore her kinks without leaving her bruised or covered in unsightly piercings.”

“What are you? Her mother?” Suri asked sarcastically. “Coco loved it when I give her ear a twist or tell her to choke down a cock. The more humiliating or painful something is, the more she begs to have it happen to her. You know what? I think I might just get her knocked up.”

Rarity gasped, “You wouldn’t dare! There is no way she would agree to something like that.”

“Oh she would,” Suri assured, “I have her wrapped around my finger so tightly that I could tell her to do anything and she would obey just so she could have another opportunity to do something worse later. I wonder if those minotaurs at the club would like to have her carrying one of their children for a while.”

Rarity held back her desire to punch Suri in the face right there and then. She was just saying all this to irritate her after all, there was no way that she could be so cruel as to having a mare carry a child out of marriage, and to a minotaur no less. Rarity wasn’t even sure that such a thing was possible. The very threat of such a thing though made it very clear that Suri couldn’t be reasoned with, and thus there was only one other thing to do.

The unicorn stormed off deeper into the shop, off to a set of curtains in the back. That was where the sound of running machines had been coming from, and someone had to be operating them and the only one it could be was Coco. With Suri following closely behind her, yelling something that Rarity didn’t bother to pay attention to, she grabbed the curtain to toss it aside.

With the piece of fabric out of her way, Rarity spotted the mare she was searching for. However, she wasn’t sitting at the machine where she had expected. Instead she was standing right where the curtain divided, seemingly looking in on the other two mares as they had their argument. If she had been watching though, she must’ve seen Rarity walking towards her and could’ve easily slipped back into her seat before she was revealed. Did this mean something, or was Rarity simply seeing signs that Coco didn’t want to be with Suri where there were none.

“Coco!” Suri yelled, startling her. “What are you doing? You’re suppose to be making that new line of dresses for Photo Finish’s shoot next week.”

Coco bit her lip, “Sorry Miss Suri, I finished the one I was working on and was just taking a break.”

“You don’t get to take breaks, you get to make dresses and be happy that you get the chance to work for me. Now get back in your seat and get to it.” Suri pointed to an empty chair next to the sewing machine while sending a fierce look that made the small mare shrink away till she was back in her seat.

“Stop picking on her!” Rarity was becoming sick with Suri’s overall attitude, but remembering the last time she was at the shop, she refrained from tossing another heavy object at the pink pony.

Instead she went for a more constructive approach, the one that she had decided upon before she had entered the building. “Coco, I came here for a reason.”

Coco looked back to Rarity for a split second, only to shift her gaze to the side of the table so she could reach for a swath of fabric, starting up her machine again once she cut off a piece of the cloth. That she didn’t vocally respond didn’t bode well, but at least Rarity got a reaction.

For a moment the unicorn composed her thoughts. She still never came up with a version of her speech that actually sounded good, but there was no more time to rehearse. Whatever the unicorn had to say, she had to say it now. “I… I want you to come and be my sub. What we did yesterday in front of all those ponies, it was really special and I could tell that you enjoyed it, I know that you and Suri have more of a history, which I think is why you went back to her after I went back to Ponyville, but she’s nothing but cruel to to you. Not once have I seen her do anything pleasant to you while I’ve been here, in fact she’s told me that she sees you as little more than a slut.”

“Awww…. do you hear that Coco?” Suri intervened, “The high and mighty unicorn bitch thinks she knows what’s best for you. How about we just get this over with? Coco, tell her that you want to stay here with me.”

Coco stopped sewing, her body making small shakes. Suri had given her an order, and she couldn’t disobey. “Rarity… I want to stay here with Miss Suri…” She said solemnly.

“See, there you have it. Now if you would just go along and run back to Schorl or Ponyville or wherever else you’re going after you get the fuck out of my shop,” Suri wave her hand dismissively at Rarity, “And you, get back to work!”

The sound of the machine coming to life once more filled the room, but even though Coco seemed to hang on the other earth mare’s every word, she still didn’t buy it. “Coco, I’m not trying to make you stop experimenting with bondage. My only concern now is your happiness and well being, neither of which Suri can provide for you.”

A loud sound of a hoof slamming down drew Rarity’s attention away from the cream colored mare. Turning back to Suri, Rarity could see that she was livid. “Can’t you take a hint!? Go away! I’m not going to let you steal my assistant away from me like everything else!” Suri covered her muzzle immediately after her outburst, but it was too late, she had already said too much.

“Steal? Like everything else?” Rarity repeated back to the pink mare, “What in Equestria are you talking about? Is this all about the fashion trophy I won a last time I was here?”

Suri placed her hands down on her hips, becoming much calmer after having gotten her anger out. “It’s much more than that,” She started to explain, “You’ve been causing me problems all the way back when we were both part of the Ponyville Knitters League.”

So Rarity’s assumptions about Suri were true. Since it was the only other time the two ponies had interacted with each other before the contest where Suri showed her true colors, she had a feeling that it was where the earth pony’s ill will towards her had formed.

“When I started out there I was just like everypony else, a designer just starting my new career and found the club as a great place to enhance my abilities and learn things I didn’t already know. I was right, but since making clothing was my special talent I picked up on things very quickly. Within months I was the best pony there, everypony coming to me whenever they needed advice.”

Rarity watched Suri cross her arms in front of her before being sent a menacing stare. “Then you came along, and when the others saw how much better you were than all of us they flocked to you instead. In an instant all the admiration I worked hard to gain was snatched away, all because your abilities were so far ahead of anypony elses’ that you didn’t even need to be in an amateur's club. Every day I went in and saw that you were being crowded around, having brought in some brand new, spectacular thing, making it so nopony else could progress in skill since everypony was too busy telling you how amazing you were.”

Rarity could see her point, she did have a tendency to bring in her latest creations and many a session ponies would just spend their time looking over whatever she brought in. She couldn’t say that she didn’t enjoy the praise she got; her entire life being based around fashion and designing, which was based on who and how many ponies found what you created good.

What Suri seemed to have forgotten, though, was that Rarity wasn’t there only to be a glory hound, and that the reason she had her new designs on display all the time was so the others could inspect the clothing and learn from them. It was one thing to tell a pony how to make a dress, but another thing entirely to let them figure it out on their own. By putting something in front of them, it allowed ponies to come to their own conclusions. Sometimes one of the other league members would have trouble figuring out how exactly she did it, but this led to them becoming creative and figuring out other ways to get similar results through trial and error.

But Suri never would try to learn for herself, and for how much of a quick study she was, she never had much in the line of her own creativity. Show her a design pattern and she could duplicate it no problem, show her a fully made dress and she’d never figure it out. It was a shame that the earth pony could never appreciate what Rarity was trying to do.

“After a while I got fed up and left Ponyville to pursue my career elsewhere, in Manehattan.” Suri continued, “It took some time, but I finally found a mentor that was willing to train an eager and willing student. She showed me everything and soon I was winning professional fashion competitions left and right. Eventually my mentor was so impressed that she felt I was ready to go it alone, and even told the next pony that sought her mentorship to learn from me instead.”

“You don’t mean…” Rarity said, knowing the answer as soon as the words left her mouth.

“Why of course I do,” Suri wrapped her arm around the sewing pony’s neck, grabbed her by the muzzle, and turned her head to face Rarity, “It was sweet, little Coco Pommel. She was the perfect assistant, obeying my every command and willingly doing all my work for me so she could learn the techniques that I had.”

“Let her go…” Rarity said, finding it harder and harder to resist fighting Suri.

Noticing that she was once more getting the upperhand on Rarity, Suri released the mare. “Everything was going well until the day of that competition, where despite my every effort to assure you didn’t win, you took from me not only the trophy, but turned weak willed Coco against me. I was devastated, but then I met one of the members of the Society and they showed me a healthy way to release my anger through bondage. Like everything else I took to it fast, and after some time me and Coco had a nice, long talk about how much I missed her, as well as how much she needed me. Of course she decided, since you were no longer around to be a poor influence, that she’d come back to me, only this time as my sex slave. When she agreed it made me the happiest mare in Equestria and she was once more pleased to do my bidding.”

“That’s enough Suri, you’ve made your point.” Said Rarity.

“Not yet, we’re getting to the best part; The part where me and Coco became well respected members of the Society, got commissioned to make kinky clothing and bondage equipment for it, and were the talk of everypony for our lovely performances together.” Rarity could see where this was going, Suri’s opinion about the unicorn joining the Society had been poor from the start. “Until you once again showed up and stole the spotlight. For the past few weeks the only reason I’ve gotten a call from Schorl is so she could borrow Coco for a while.”

The unicorn really didn’t know what to say about all that. Perhaps circumstances had piled up against Suri, fate somehow making rivals of the two fashion ponies without Rarity ever intending it to be that way. That alone would be fine, but their one feud had pulled an innocent into it, one that had done nothing to deserve her role in all this. Whether or not Coco would’ve developed a bondage kink over time without Suri’s interference, Rarity would never know. But what she did know was that what Suri had to offer the girl would never end well, so one way or another, Coco was coming with her.

Rarity placed herself directly behind Coco’s chair, placing herself in between the small pony and Suri. “What do you think you’re doing?” Suri asked, bewildered by her actions.

“I’m not going to let you touch her again,” Rarity announced, “You don’t deserve it, not after what you’ve told me. All you’ve ever done is cause her misery, using her own wants and desires against her for your own personal gain.” Turning her back to Suri, Rarity reached into her purse and pulled out a spool of rainbow colored thread. “Coco, I don’t know why you are so intent in following Suri after all the things she’s done to you, and maybe I can’t convince you through my own words, but maybe this will be able to prove to you that I see you as more than a sex partner, or somepony to do my dirty work. I see you as a friend.”

Coco, as she did before, gave Rarity a short look, though this time she didn’t go back to the machine, but instead seemed to stop herself when the thread in Rarity’s hand caught her eyes. At first it looked like the cream colored mare was in a state of disbelief, then it seemed like she was going to cry, but finally the mare gave a smile unlike anything anything the unicorn had seen before. Her lips quivering to remain curled upright as tears poured from the corners of her eyes, Rarity wondering if she had done something wrong.

“You… you kept it!” Coco said, her light crying turning into full out bawling. “I thought you would’ve used it up, or maybe thrown it away, but you kept it.” Coco lept forward out of her chair, hugging Rarity tightly around her neck.

“Why of course Coco,” Rarity said, returning the embrace with one arm as she held the spool to the side with the other one, “I treasure it as a memento of when we became friends. I would never simply throw it away.”

The two mares held each other, happy to simply be in each other’s arms as they shared this moment together. Perhaps the thread had done the trick, maybe now Coco could see that no matter what hold Suri had over her, their friendship with one another would prevail. Then, without warning, Rarity felt the thread snatched directly out of her open palm. She pulled herself away from Coco’s hug, desperate to figure out where the item went, only to see Suri looking at it as she held it to her eyes.

“Rainbow thread?” Suri said with disgust, “Rarity, I would think that you of all ponies would see this tacky, useless material for what it is. You can’t sew a dress with something like this, the colors would clash with anything you use it in.” Suri walked to a table, taking a pair of scissor off it. “Perhaps I should do you a favor and get rid of it.”

“NO!” Both Rarity and Coco yelled as they watched Suri separate the blades of the cutting tool, inching it close to the thread. While the earth mare was unable to move from her chair as she looked on in fear, Rarity had no trouble running up to Suri to stop her.

Rarity, in the heat of the moment, took hold of Suri’s wrists. The action surprised the pink mare, causing her to drop the scissors on the floor. However, the spool of thread was still firmly clasped in her other hand, Suri refusing to let it go for any reason.

“Give it back!” The unicorn screamed, wrestling with the other mare. Rarity wasn’t going to let the thing that represented her and Coco’s bond get destroyed, and no matter how much Suri tried to escape her, she wasn’t going to allow her to get away.

Suri likewise wasn’t willing to relent. If she just dropped the item Rarity was after, the unicorn would probably release her, but she almost felt like she wanted this. She had built up so much hatred with the mare over the years that she knew her that she had no problem fighting with her if it gave her the opportunity to hurt her more. It wasn’t like Rarity stood much of a chance against her, she was a unicorn up against an earth pony.

Simple genetics said that in a challenge of pure strength it was her that would be her that came out on top, being that she and Rarity were both ponies of the same professions and similar age. Rarity might have the advantage of magic, which if she used it would give her the upper hand, but she was in so much of a panic to retrieve the thread that she wasn’t even trying to use her horn. So when Suri found herself tossed onto the table where she had gotten the scissors from before, she lifted her hoof up and used the leverage she got from her position to launch the unicorn away from her.

Rarity stumbled backwards uncontrollably, unable to find her footing no matter how much she tried to stop herself. The only thing that stopped her was a sudden impact from behind by something hard. At first she thought she had just hit a chair, or some other piece of furniture, but then she heard a blood curdling howl that made her heart skip a beat as she crashed to the floor.

The unicorn’s body hurt, and she was sure that she was going to form a bruise somewhere later that day, but that wasn’t important now. She got up a fast as she could, needing to make sure that what she thought had happened wasn’t true, but the sobbing and anguished noises she heard told her the story. Back on her hooves, Rarity could see Coco, still sitting in her seat, crying, screaming and clutching her hand in pain.

Getting a closer look, the unicorn looked at the girl’s hand. It was bleeding, black string going in and out of puncture holes on the side of her palm, small trickles of blood seeping out slowly from them. “Dear, sweet Celestia… Coco, I’m so sorry!” She must’ve hit during the tumble she took, which then knocked her hand in the path of the running sewing machine’s needle. How could she let this happen? She wanted to stop Suri from hurting her friend, but in the end she probably caused Coco more pain than Suri ever had.

“Get out of the way!” Rarity felt a harsh push remove her away from the injured girl, pushing her aside. “I can’t believe it... “ Suri said grimly, tossing down the rainbow thread so she could turn off the machine and break the string that had attached Coco to the outfit she was working on, “Look at what you’ve done…”

Rarity sent her eyes to the floor, in this case Suri was right. She had gone too far and her recklessness caused Coco to get injured.

“This fabric is simply ruined now,” Suri said, lifting up a shimmering, bloodstained cloth, “This is some expensive material. You’re going to pay to replace this Rarity.”

Suri’s words brought Rarity’s anger at her back faster than she could’ve ever imagined. While Rarity was partially at fault for Coco’s hurt hand, to see Suri standing next to the still sobbing girl without an ounce of concern for her showed who was really to blame for this. She was about to get up and start the fight all over again, this time ready to unleash her magical abilities to make sure that the mare stood no chance, but she held herself back, not wanting to accidentally hurt Coco in the process again. It was just far too uncontrolled an environment for a fight with someone else around, too many things around to cause an accident.

That aside, she had already caused enough harm for one day, and even though she wanted to help Coco fix herself up, it was obvious that Suri wouldn’t let her. The best choice for now was to leave and form another plan, one in a safer location where things couldn’t get so out of hand. While Suri still had her back turned, Rarity got to her hooves, stopping only for a second to grab the rainbow thread off the ground and quietly made her way back to the elevator at the front of the store.

“Well? don’t you have anything to say for your-” Suri cut herself off, noticing that Rarity had vanished, shortly after hearing the sound of the elevator reaching the top floor. She rushed over to it, but before she got anywhere close she caught the doors closing and knew that she would not be able to catch up to the unicorn. “Coward….” She said, half upset that she couldn’t get Rarity to pay for the soiled cloth, but still satisfied to make her run off scared.

Going back to Coco, she tossed the fabric into a bin. “Fix yourself up, then get back to work.” Coco nodded, her sobs becoming silent as she had already begun slowly pulling what remained of the string out of the three puncture holes in her hand. “And clean this place up, your ‘friend’ made the mess, so you can pick up after her.”

After giving her commands, Suri saw this interruption as a perfect opportunity to take a break. It would be a while before Coco finished patching herself up, and until that was done absolutely no progress was going to be made, so why not go out and treat herself. She could use a large mocha latte and after having to deal with Rarity for the past half hour she’d earned it. So with nary another word, the pink pony left her shop, not even bothering to help her assistant get the first aid kit.

The following morning Suri’s shop received a visit from one of the Society’s members, a stallion by the name of Golden Locks. Suri was very familiar with him, being that it was he who had first introduced her to the organization in the first place. She invited the red stallion to partake in an early morning meal, but he refused, saying that he was there on important Society related business.

He quickly explained to Suri that something dire had happened, that his own slave, a pegasus named Silver Tail, had broken free from the control of her crystal heart. At first Suri was panicked, if a single free willed slave was roaming the streets it could be trouble for any and all members, and the mare wasn’t accompanying Locks at the moment. He calmed her down fairly quickly though, as he told Suri that he was able to subdue his slave and took her to see Schorl. He then explained that the crystal mare was nervous about this turn of events, since the power of the crystal heart was suppose to be permanent, as holding a pony’s crystal heart was like holding their very will in their hand. Anyone who was the last pony to touch the item had full reign over the one it came from, which was why Suri had turned Coco’s into a necklace that she wore at all times.

So when the mare heard the power of the heart had faded for one of the mares, Schorl had Golden Locks leave both it and his slave at the club for a detailed inspection as she did what she could to recharge the magic of the gem. She also wanted Locks to go around and tell every member to bring in their hearts and slaves as well in case this wasn’t an isolated incident, the stallion telling her that he stopped at Suri's first since she was a friend and he felt she should be told before anyone else.

This, of course, prompted Suri to go to the Society right away. Coco might’ve been easy to control from inside the confines of the Society’s headquarters, but if her hold was slipping in any way the girl might be able to leave a message or run away when Suri least expected it. Maybe if she hadn’t been so cruel to her since she had gotten the heart, Coco would’ve felt conflicted in trying to escape, but from what Schorl said the hearts were suppose to last forever and Suri saw no reason to be nice if there were no consequences.

Once the two mares were at the club, Suri told the bouncer at the front door that she had to see the club’s owner. The bouncer understood the situation, and escorted both ponies to Schorl’s crystal chamber where the crystal pony was sitting in wait. She greeted Suri, telling the earth pony to follow her into her private quarters, which lay just beyond the crystal chamber itself.

After going down a hallway, passing by several rooms that Schorl used for her private seasons with members and slaves alike, they made their way into Schorl’s office. Suri had never been there before, only once before ever being in this section of the building when Schorl brought her into her chambers to celebrate Suri becoming a full fledged member, the crystal pony giving her the privilege of having sex with her, which the crystal pony made sure to make a night to remember.

Schorl took a seat behind a large, wooden desk, bringing her hands together to form a tent as she gazed at the two mares whom took their own seats on the opposite side of the piece of furniture. For what felt like a minute the crystal pony just sat there, taking in every aspect of both earth mares. It came to a point that Suri was about to say something just to break the silence, but as she opened her mouth Schorl spoke up.

“I’m sure that you know why you’re here,” Schorl said, “I must apologize for the inconvenience, but it was brought to my attention just recently that my magic isn’t quite what it use to be. Though there seems to be a few external factors to all this as well.”

“External factors?” Suri asked.

“Yes, from my understanding of the situation, it appears that the more hostile an environment a slave is in, the easier it is to break the enchantment. You and I both know how Golden Locks likes to treat his personal pet. He can be more than a bit rough at times, and over an extended period of time this leads to the spell weakening, which in turn eventually breaks it.” Suri gulped, as she was just as bad, if not worse, than the stallion. “But don’t fret, I can fix the damage, if any, that has been done.”

“Oh thank goodness,” Suri said as she relaxed, “I mean, I don’t think that there should be a problem with my crystal heart, but it’s good just in case something is wrong.”

“Of course, though…..” Schorl turn her gaze over to Coco, looking directly at her hand. The appendage was covered in bandages, tightly wrapped and held together with a safety pin. “Before I do that, I must really inquire about the condition of your slave. I hope that you haven’t been playing with her too intensely. Remember, there are rules here and causing your slave severe damage is not acceptable.”

Suri shook her head, “Please Lady Tourmaline, I wouldn’t think of harming a hair on Coco’s head, at least not in a way she didn’t earn. She just had a little accident with the sewing machine yesterday, patched it up myself and had her take the rest of the day off after. Isn’t that right Coco?”

“Yes Miss Suri,” Coco replied, having been told before they came here that if anyone asked about her hand that was what she was supposed to say.

“I see, then do try to be more careful Coco. I’d hate to see something happen to such a well liked slave.” Schorl reached out her hand, stretching it across her desk. “Suri, if you would, give me Coco’s heart so I can look it over.”

With the knowledge of how purposely horrible she had been to Coco, Suri grabbed the strap holding her crystal heart around her neck and removed it so she could hand the item over to the crystal mare. It had to be severely weakened, and there was not a moment to lose to have it repaired.

Schorl gave the heart shaped crystal a cursory glance, and then set it to the far end of the desk. Suri was confused by her actions, that was until she heard the mare utter the words, “You may bring her in now!” The handle to the room’s entrance turned and moments later Schorl’s personal minotaur bodyguard entered the room, followed in by a pure white unicorn mare.

“You!” Suri yelled, rising out of her seat.

“Calm yourself Suri,” Schorl said in a warning tone, “Unless you would rather have Sartek restrain you for the rest of this intervention.”

Rarity walked up to the desk, her posture showing confidence as she took a place on the opposite side of Coco from Suri. After leaving the shop the day before Rarity went to Schorl to tell her what happened, seeing that the crystal pony had always shown to her that she cared for the safety and well being of the submissives of the club, having rules in place to keep them from harm and making sure the dominants never did things that would cause an injury. If anyone could take care of this once and for all, and quickly at that, it was her.

Suri wasn’t happy seeing Rarity across from her in the room, understanding now that this was all a ploy to implicate her for Coco’s accident. “Lady Tourmaline, I don’t know what that unicorn whore has told you, but-”

“I would refrain from using terms like “unicorn whore” in my presence Suri, lest you forget who you’re talking to.” said Schorl to remind the earth mare that she too was a unicorn.

“I didn’t mean it like that,” Suri said, backpedaling a bit, “What I meant to say was that she’s been out to make me look bad since day one and even now-”

“I beg your pardon!” Rarity interrupted, “I know that you see me as some sort of vindictive rival, but I have never purposely-”

“Fuck you!” Suri yelled back, “Every time I see you it only causes me problems! You’re nothing but a b-”

“Enough!” Both mares stopped yelling; a loud, overwhelming voice forcing them, as well as Coco, to flinch in shock from the sheer amount of power behind it. When they looked to where it came from though, they didn’t look towards Schorl. Instead every mare in the room sent their eyes towards the minotaur standing at the door.

The muscular male, who was so large that his horns threatened to touch the ceiling, peered at the three. While Schorl might’ve been content with allowing them to bicker, or perhaps couldn’t stop them if she wanted to, he had no issue in taking charge. “You two are here for a reason,” He said, his gruff voice carrying an air of authority, like his very voice had something to it that could make someone who heard it unable to resist his order out of sheer intimidation alone, “Nothing has been decided yet, isn’t that right Schorl?”

“Yes,” Schorl agreed, “My bodyguard is correct. You are both here because this is a matter of grave importance. Coco Pommel’s physical safety has been put in jeopardy, and yet I’m still not certain which of you is truly at fault.”

“What?” Rarity and Suri both said at once, the earth mare in a tone that was much more happy with what Schorl had said.

“Rarity, while you came to me and told me your version of the story, the fact of the matter is that you could’ve recounted the events to better suit your side of this. It wouldn’t be the first time somepony tried to alter facts to meet their own ends, even if you did take responsibility for your part of the fight.” Schorl then addressed the pink mare, “And while Suri might’ve tried to hide the situation from me, she might’ve just wanted to put this all past her and was willing to let you off, though I can’t really condone that either. If somepony has hurt one of the submissives then I want to know immediately.”

Both of the mares became on edge from how the crystal pony laid it all out. They were both on trial here, and whatever her decision was would also decide the fate of Coco. The tension as they watched the wheels in Schorl’s head turn made them both shake and sweat, as on a word it would be over and one would be the victor over the other.

“I’ve decided…” Schorl announced, “Since I wasn’t there to see it first hand, it’s impossible for me to determine who is to blame.”

Rarity’s jaw dropped, “So this was all pointless?”

“I didn’t say that….” Schorl replied, “There is still a way to figure out who is at fault here. After all, Coco Pommel is here as a witness to what happened.”

“Ha… haha… hahahah!” Suri suddenly burst out laughing, unable to contain herself, “Of course! She is the perfect witness to what happened! Go ahead Coco, tell Lady Tourmaline that Rarity did this to you! End this once and for all!”

“Suri… please restrain yourself. This is not a matter for you to decide what Coco says,” Schorl leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands, “Coco, tell me the truth. Who was it that caused you to hurt your hand. Pick one of these mares.”

Coco wondered why Schorl even bothered, thinking that her answer would be obvious. She couldn’t refuse a direct command from Suri and she told her to say it was Rarity. Yet, for some reason she found herself pondering the question, thinking over the events that took place and what had happened to make her hand go into the path of the needle.

It was true that Rarity had hit her and knocked her into the active machine, but that had only happened because Suri had kicked her away. Then again, the only reason that Suri had to do that was that Rarity had attacked her, but she attacked Suri because she snatched the rainbow thread from out of the unicorn’s hand. Even looking past that, Rarity caused the fight in general by showing up that day, knowing that Suri didn’t like her. Still, Suri egged Rarity on, doing everything she could to antagonize Rarity and rile her up, but according to what Suri said that was only because Rarity constantly got in her way of having a normal life.

By sheer facts and circumstances, either one of them could be considered to “blame” for all of this, as every facet of Suri’s life seemed to be a reaction to how Rarity affected it from how she had explained it back at the shop. Coco found herself at a stand still, unable to determine by information alone. The crystal pony had told her to pick one though, which meant that she had to choose.

It was something that filled her with joy when she noticed it, for some reason she didn’t feel bound by Suri’s command. For once in a long time she could feel her own will come to the surface; she had a choice! On her word she would be able to decide which mare would be condemned by Schorl.

Coco sent Suri a glare, the pink pony being taken aback when it hit her. “Suri’s the one who hurt my hand!” She declared, “She kept trying to get Rarity to fight, she took something important right out of her hands, and she’s the one who kicked Rarity into me!”

Schorl closed her eyes and gave a slight smirk, “I see…. then Suri, I regret to say that the Society no longer has a place for you as a member. Sartek, please remove her from my sight.”

“B-but… but I… I don’t understand. She was… she’s... “ Suri was in complete shock, unable to comprehend how Coco could’ve resisted her. She had thought that Schorl had lied before to lure her to her office. Did Coco really break free from the spell? It all flurried around in her mind as Sartek took hold of her.

“Come on,” The minotaur said, placing a hand around the pink pony’s neck. Suri didn’t try to resist the strong hand clutching her, there was no way out of this. She resigned herself to defeat, completely crushed that somehow, someway, Rarity had beaten her again. Without another word, the minotaur led Suri out of the office.

As soon as the door closed, Rarity felt the impact of a small mare practically crashing into her body as a pair of arms wrapped around her. The awkwardness of this only increased when Coco pressed her lips against the unicorn’s, gently and lovingly joining the two. The kiss was held for a long time, until it was finally broken by the earth pony, “Rarity! Thank you so much!” Coco said through her tears. “I hated being with Suri so much, but I couldn’t resist her… I-”

“I think we understand what happened here, Coco,” Schorl said, holding Coco’s crystal heart in her hand. “You have a very submissive nature, and you need a strong influence in your life, even if it’s somepony like Suri. It is a shame that she turned out this way.”

Rarity looked back to the door, “What will you do with her?”

“We’ll detain her here for a while, so that you and Coco may go back to Suri’s home to get her things.” Schorl answered, her horn starting to glow as Rarity’ back was turned to her “It’s not exactly legal, but I care a lot about the submissives of the Society. As long as it keeps Coco safe, I’ll take the flack for it. Besides, sometimes you have to do something most would consider wrong to do what’s best for a pony.”

Considering the situation, Rarity had to agree with Schorl. While normally holding someone against their will would be something the unicorn couldn’t condone, it was necessary to help Coco put this bad experience behind her.

“Rarity, you do understand now that there are some ponies that need to have somepony in control of them, to guide their lives, right?” Schorl asked.

Rarity wouldn’t have agreed to that statement before, but seeing how quickly Coco latched onto her after Suri was removed, it seemed that there were ponies in Equestria that depended on stronger figures in their lives. “Yes, you’re right.”

The glow on Schorl’s horn died down, she had heard what she needed to. “Then I see no reason not to assign you as Coco’s official mistress in the Society.”

Rarity looked to the crystal unicorn upon hearing this, and then to Coco to see a large smile on her face. “You mean that? You’re not going to try and stop me from taking Coco as my… submissive?”

“Not at all, in fact this whole thing has proven to me that I made the right choice when I picked you,” Schorl opened a drawer in her desk, pulling out a large book and some sort of heart shaped case, “Rarity, I haven’t exactly been forthcoming with you I’m afraid.”

“Oh really?” Rarity said, shifting her tone. She knew that Schorl had other plans for her.

“I wanted you as part of the Society because I felt you were a perfect leader. A pony that can be relied on and can manage things.” She said as she removed the strap Suri had put on Coco’s heart, “You see, I was planning on starting up new chapters of the Society and I was hoping that you would accept to role of headmistress of our Ponyville division.”

“You want me to what?” Rarity wasn’t sure if she should be excited or not. It sounded like an awful lot of responsibility, but many members of the Society were VIPs of Equestria, and the title held a certain level of respect to it. “I’m afraid I don’t have an area like this to host a large amount of ponies.”

“Don’t worry, most of the time it should only be a few ponies visiting you at first.” Schorl explained, “Local dominants and submissives and the occasional passerby. If you have a large basement area you could clear out, that should suffice until we are able to set up an actual building. That could take time though, seeing that you won’t be getting too many customers.”

Rarity did have a large enough basement under Carousel Boutique that she had only been using as storage. If she cleared it out it could maybe accommodate ten to twenty ponies at a time. “I don’t have any equipment.”

“We’ll send you some soon, enough to keep everypony satisfied.” Schorl added.

Rarity thought it through, there was just one last thing that bothered her, “Will I be able to run my chapter as I see fit?”

“This book here is a list of rules,” The crystal pony pushed forward the book she had gotten from her desk, which was a copy of the Society’s charter, though one that omitted any of the more dubious activities of the organization. “You are able to work in any capacity as long as the rules are followed, including a very important rule that all members must follow.”

“What’s that?” Rarity asked.

“You must never, ever, speak of the Society’s practices to anypony. Members prefer their privacy and don’t want everypony knowing their business, especially when it applies to something like this.” Rarity could understand, she certainly wasn’t going to tell anyone about her newly found S&M fetish. “Coco, that goes for you too. Remember that you aren’t allowed to tell anypony about the Society’s secrets.”

“Yes Lady Tourmaline.” Coco answered.

“Aside from that there is also an issue of respecting every dominant’s right to play with their subs however they see fit. We aren’t here to pass judgement, which is a rule you kinda broke with Suri. Though technically you weren’t an official member when you did that and seeing the circumstances, you did the right thing this time. Just don’t make a habit of it, or at least contact me first.”

Rarity picked up the book and skimmed through it. Everything seemed to be there, proper etiquette when dealing with members, time limits for sub use, information on how the bondage equipment worked. She could work with this, “Very well then, I don’t see a problem being in charge of the Ponyville chapter, just so long as there are no other hidden motives.”

“Not at all,” Schorl stated, putting the crystal heart in her hands, inside the case on her desk. Closing the case, it locked snugly around the stone, allowing no room to jiggle around, “In fact I want you to have this as an indication that you are now a full fledged member.”

Taking the encased, heart shaped stone, Rarity could see it through the glass that composed most of the container. The only part that wasn’t made of glass were the strips of metal that came together to seal the heart inside, which in its closed state appeared to be permanently locked.

“The case is to symbolize you as a headmistress. I’ll be giving them to other members that run my organization as well, but you’re the first to get one. It even has a loop on it to use if you want to make a necklace out of it. Much better than the makeshift strap that Suri had on it before.” With everything now in order Schorl got up from her seat, went over to Rarity, and put her hand out. “Welcome Miss Rarity, to the Society.”

Rarity hesitated for a second longer, but then took Schorl’s hand in her own. “Let’s do our best to make sure everypony gets what they want.” She said with a shake.

“I want nothing less,” The crystal mare replied.

An hour passed and after a little post agreement celebration Rarity and Coco were sent along their way to gather everything the needed. Rarity was going to take Coco back to Ponyville to take her on as a personal assistant and teach her everything she knew about the art of fashion, and Coco did seem happy for the most part, except for a the small signs of sadness she showed whenever Rarity wasn’t looking.

Before they left, Schorl did take the time to implant some more commands on the sly to make sure things would be fine once Coco left Manehatten. Phrases like “Make sure to always smile for Rarity” and “Obey your mistress unless she’s trying to break the rules”. With the amount of measures she took, the small mare shouldn’t have the ability to recount anything the Society had done to her, or at least not in a way that would seem like she was kidnapped, raped and then turned into a sex slave. Aside from that all she had to do was only send tamed or trustee slaves to her to make sure that she never felt the Society was more than what was presented to her during her stay. There was still one thing to take care of though, one loose end she had to make sure was being dealt with, and so she went to a room in her club where she knew the issue was waiting for her.

Upon entering the room a muffled howl of pain came to Schorl’s ears, which made the crystal unicorn smile. The scene before her was wonderful, a delight for the eyes of any sadistic pony that saw it. Suri was standing in the center of the room, her legs spread far apart, cuffed to the floor, while her arms were held up up by a set of chains dangling from the ceiling.

Behind her was Golden Locks, taking the liberty of plundering the bound mare’s tight ass, not holding back anything as each thrust of his hips caused Suri’s body to violently lurch forward. Watching the earth mare’s violation was Sartek, sitting in a chair as two other mares, Golden Locks’ pegasus slave, Silver Tail, and Schorl’s unicorn maid, Sweet Mint, licked at his massive cock. The two mares paid Suri’s woeful cries no heed, focusing only on getting Sartek’s dick completely covered in their saliva. There was one other pony in the room, the bat mare Violet, Schorl’s other enforcer aside from Sartek and part time slave hunter for the Society.

Looking over the room, Schorl could see that the group was having their fun with the seamstress, bondage gear and sex toys littering the floor, and the mare’s normally pink bottom a bright shade of red. There were also three empty syringes on the ground, which along with Suri’s soaked cunt simply pouring out fluids indicated that the group had prepared her for inevitable penetration by the minotaur’s oversized shaft, which would mean by the end of the day he would have the satisfaction of a representative of all three of the major pony races pleasuring him.

“I’m sorry it had to come to this Suri,” Schorl’s said apologetically, “But you did break a rule and it’s not like this was the first time. You have to be expelled from the ranks of the Society, but you know far too much to be let go.” The crystal pony gripped a hold of Suri’s gagged muzzle, feeling the force of each grunt as it escaped through the cracks between the rubber ball and her lips, “But don’t worry, we still have a place for you here. It might take a while to reverse my influence on you, but once we do you’ll be a happy slave mare like Coco is now. You’ll even be able to continue making dresses and equipment for us. Won’t that be lovely?”

A loud squeal and a sudden climax was Suri’s reply, her eyes rolling upwards into her head as her body tensed up from the cocktail of pain, pleasure, drugs, and passion fruit flowing through her. What was worse than her unwilling squirts was that she knew very well that Schorl was going to succeed and make her a slave. The crystal pony had done this so many times before that she didn’t stand a chance. So even as the despair set in, even as Golden Locks shot his load inside her, even though she would soon be impaled on a minotaur’s penis, she found herself unable to stop from clenching her ass around the stallion rod inside her, or the spasming of her body from the intense pleasure that threatened to consume her.

Author's Note

Guest OC is Violet who is owned by Generic-Violet