Rarity stood hesitantly in front of the entrance to the Society. As requested of her she had returned the following day, determined to complete the club owner's challenge and get Coco away from the place, whether the earth mare liked it or not. She had already sent a letter to Fluttershy informing her that she would be gone for a few more weeks and that she would need to take care of Opalescence a while longer, leaving out the specifics except that it was to help Coco, and thus there was no reason to back out at this point. Taking a deep breath, the unicorn knocked on the metal door and waited for a now familiar set of eyes appear from the sliding slot within it.

It didn't take long for the door to unlock and swing open revealing Heavy Hitter, the club's bouncer. "Miss Rarity." He said in an uncharacteristically polite tone, that is if the way he had talked to her yesterday was any indication. "Lady Tourmaline has been anticipating your return."

Rarity dismissed the large stallion's pleasantries, seeing it for what it was. His employer certainly told him to act nice to give her a better impression of the establishment.

"If you would follow me, I'll take you her to her so you can begin your initiation." Heavy Hitter finished, leading the way for the club's guest.

"It's not an 'initiation'," Rarity corrected, "I've no intention of being a part of this."

"I wouldn't count you out myself." Heavy Hitter replied. "Lady Tourmaline picked you out personally, and she's never wrong. So far everypony who has passed through that door has found one reason or another to stay."

Rarity shook her head behind the stallion's back. Even if she somehow found some enjoyment during the time she would spend here, which she highly doubted she would, she would still leave out of principle. To her this entire ordeal was going to be a futile effort, but if in the end it got her what she wanted then she would be willing to humor the crystal pony in charge.

The two ponies took the same route that they had the day before, this time passing by the lounge where she had seen Coco pleasure another pony in front of dozens of ponies without any sense of shame or dignity, and heading further into the facility. At first Rarity suspected that they would be going to the place where Schorl had talked to her the day before, but when they didn't take the path she remembered leaving from the mare realized she would be seeing a new area of the club that day.

Heavy Hitter finally brought her to a set of doors that lead into a small waiting room, going past it to another set of doors across the way. Opening them a bright light filled the small room, forcing Rarity to cover her eyes from the intensity of it.

"Miss Rarity," Said a sultry, echoing voice from beyond the light. "It is good to see you. Please.... enter."

The unicorn rolled her eyes from behind her covering hand. "Your boss sure has a flare for the dramatics." Said Rarity, not very impressed with Schorl's light show. Giving herself a little time to adjust her eyes, she entered the chamber, leaving behind the stallion who had guided her there.

The room she walked into was a stark contrast to the rest of the building she had seen. Instead of walls draped in finery and carpets of the finest materials covering the floor, the room was entirely made of a blueish-white crystal save for a few marble columns creating a pathway from where she was standing and what seemed to be a solid black crystal throne sitting against the back wall.

She headed right for the black formation, as the unicorn could see Schorl's minotaur bodyguard standing next to it and thus assumed that was where she was suppose to be, and as she surveyed her surroundings she couldn't deny that she found them dazzling. If not for her current feelings towards the crystal pony that resided in it she might have even admitted openly that it was a beauty that was on par with the castle in the Crystal Empire.

Coming within a few feet of her destination, Rarity could make out the outline of the crystal pony sitting in the throne, her dark purple coat blending into the seat, the black evening gown she was dressed in not making it any easier to see her form.

"Miss Rarity, welcome," Schorl greeted, "I'm glad to see that you're here bright and early,"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Rarity replied, "I want to get this done and over with so Coco can be through with this horrid place."

Schorl gave a slight frown. "Horrid is a bit much, but I suppose I can see where you are coming from." said the crystal mare, rising out of her seat, walking up to Rarity. "That being said I hope that you could do me the same courtesy and respect me and the other patrons of my organization. None of us, submissive or dominant alike, want to hear that we are some sick or vile lot simply because we choose to express ourselves in a way that is outside social norms, especially from an outsider."

Rarity bit her lip, she had been a bit rude to a pony who, as of yet, had at least tried not to be the same to her. She really didn't mind how ponies chose to explore their sexuality, at least not behind closed doors. Her problem with what happened in The Society was more about the exhibitionism, Coco's involvement, and that Suri was the one who "owned" the meekly mare. Rarity wouldn't have been happy with the idea of anyone treating the girl like property, but if she had to choose any pony in all Equestria to have such a relationship with Coco then Suri wouldn't even be on the list of possible candidates.

"Don't worry about it too much. Just do your best to keep your opinions on a civil level if you feel the need to share them." Said Schorl, catching the unicorn's discomfort, as it was not her intent to shame Rarity. On the contrary, she wanted to help her push past the shame taught to her by her peers. "How about we talk a little on the challenge, most importantly if you have any questions. Seeing how quickly you accepted it I assume you must."

"Well... I'd be lying if I said that I didn't." Rarity replied. "You said you wanted me to 'indulge myself'. What does that mean exactly?"

"Allow me to explain." Reaching into the cleavage of her dress, Schorl pulled out a piece of paper, unfolding it to reveal a neatly formatted schedule. "I have here a list of club activities, in which you will be expected to participate in, though I have permitted time for breaks and relaxation in between should you desire it."

"So all I have to do is follow your schedule for two weeks?" Asked Rarity.

"Yes," Schorl replied, "You don't have to enjoy it, but as long as you are willing to at least try what I have in store for you then you will have completed your end of our agreement, at which time if you still feel negative about what it is we do I'll find some way to expel Coco from Miss Suri's service."

"This will be easy." Rarity thought, "I'll just have to give some pony a spanking or perhaps entertain their fantasy of being pleasured in front of a crowd."

Putting her hand out, Rarity gave Schorl a determined look. "You're on!"

Schorl took the hand in her own and shook it. "Then lets not delay." The crystal pony looked back at the minotaur standing patiently near the crystal throne. "Sartek, if you would."

Sartek gave a nod and tossed something towards the two mares, having it land closer to Rarity which allowed her to tell that it was a band of white silk.

"Well go on, pick it up." Schorl said, eager to see what the other mare would think.

Using her horn's magic Rarity picked up the band, placing it in her hands. It wasn't until she inspected it further that she determined that it was a pony sized pet collar, much like the one she used on Opalescence, it having a snap clasp in the back of it that clipped together instead of a standard buckle clasp. Flipping it around she let out a light gasp when she read the red letters engraved on it that spelled out her name.

"Do you like it?" Schorl asked. "I felt that something a little less noticeable was appropriate for you. The color should match your coat perfectly, though having your name on it in bright red will allow the members to see your status when you wear it."

"But... I thought that you wanted me as a dominant." Rarity said, unsure of what this meant.

"I do Miss Rarity," Said Schorl, "But I feel you have a poor opinion of how the slaves are treated here. Before you have a taste of what it is like having one under your control I think it would be beneficial for you to have a taste of the bottom. It is a standard activity of our organization after all."

Rarity was at a loss for words. This was the last thing she had expected. She was thinking that Schorl was going to have her be the one in charge of another pony. Rarity couldn't even think of allowing herself to be treated like someone's slave, to be used by them however they wish.

"Now please Miss Rarity, put the collar on." The crystal pony told the other mare. "That is unless you want to back out of my challenge before it even starts."

Rarity knew what Schorl was implying, that if she wasn't willing to even place a collar around her neck then she didn't have the drive to try to help Coco. Not wanting to abandon her friend Rarity slowly brought the silk to her neck.

"Do know this," Said Schorl, interrupting the unicorn. "Putting on that collar is no small act. It means that until you take it off you are my property and taking it off without my permission will mean that you are backing out of our agreement. Do you really think you can handle that?"

"I can 'handle' anything that you can do." The unicorn said, wrapping the collar around her neck and snapping together underneath her mane. "Well then... what is my safe word?"

"Safe word?" Schorl said in a curious tone before letting out a chuckle. "I sometimes forget that some ponies give their slaves a phrase to say when they feel threatened or uncomfortable. I'm afraid the Society doesn't employ that practice."

"You don't?" Rarity said, becoming reasonably uncomfortable with the idea. "Then how would I be able to get you to stop if..."

"You wouldn't, which I find adds to the excitement of it all. To have your very being at the control of somepony else, to not be able to decide 'yes' or 'no', to simply give yourself to another, that is what being a submissive truly is about." Schorl said getting close to the other mare, wrapping her arms around her waist. "But don't fret, while members of the Society are given full reign over their slaves, servants and pets there are rules in place to protect them."

Rarity tried to move away, but was instead pulled in closer. "W-what kind of rules?" She asked, becoming increasingly unnerved by the mare who was now forgoing the concept of personal space.

"Important things like no maiming of the slaves, no inducing scars or otherwise causing permanent damage. We wouldn't want a pony to have to bare the same markings that I carry." Schorl explained, referring to the marks on her back. "We also have a staff on hand to make sure that every submissive is cared for after any extreme use."

"And what if somepony were to forgo these rules?" Rarity's concern was valid. It would be easy for a pony to go too far, even on accident.

"They would be removed from the Society with extreme prejudice." Schorl replied. "I don't take kindly to those who break the rules I've set in place."

Rarity was glad to hear that much, but she still didn't enjoy that the members had absolute power over their submissives. Then again it stood to reason that all ponies adopting the role would be given a similar warning, which made Rarity all the more curious why Coco would be part of this, but she had little time to think about as Sartek strolled up aside the mares and dropped a heavy trunk onto the floor, the lid to it flying open to show that its contents were sex toys and bondage restraints.

"Ah, thank you Sartek." Schorl said to the minotaur, removing herself from the other mare to grab some of the items inside the trunk. "Rarity, if you would just be so kind to remove your clothing, we can begin."

Rarity gulped, watching the crystal unicorn pull out a rather large phallus from amongst the toys.

The door leading back to the main section of the building opened wide and out stepped Schorl, leading out a very nervous, completely flush white unicorn by leash.

Rarity wasn't exactly happy with her current predicament, having her wrists chained to a ring at the front her collar so that they were forcibly held up in front of her breast, her ankles shackled together so she could hardly move them apart, and a rubber rod rattling inside her vaginal passage. She had managed to talk Schorl down from the larger object she had in her hands before, but the vibrator did little for her comfort. Even then Schorl only did it because she felt the stimulation would more easily put the unicorn in the mood. The only thing that the crystal mare allowed her to keep of her clothing was the pair of high heels that she wore that day, but bound as she was they were more of a hindrance than anything.

Schorl, however, was delighted by her semi-willing captive. It was not everyday that she had a dominant, potential member or otherwise, at her mercy. Her embarrassment was pleasant, as was her obedience, and even though the unicorn was only taking part of this for the sake of somepony else, Schorl amused herself with thoughts of Rarity only pretending that was the case so she could join in on the fun. For now the unicorn would serve as a pet, tomorrow she would treat others in the same manner as she was treated, then it would be a matter of time before her true self would shine through.

The two mares made their way through the faculty, to Rarity's relief not passing by any other ponies along the way. As far as she could recall the members of the Society where all high ranking members of the social caste and if any of them saw her in this state she would never hear the end of it. To think that ponies like Jet Set or Upper Crust could stumble upon her was mortifying. She hadn't seen those two ponies around in the Society specifically, but anyone of their caliber catching her like this would make it so she could never live it down.

"We're here," Schorl commented, stopping at one of the many rooms in the Society's club. A quick turn of a key to unlock it and the turn of a knob allowed for quick access to it and the mares were soon inside.

The room was much less inviting than the one she was left in the day before. Where that one was more like a comfortable bedroom that would be perfect for a romantic setting this one was, in no subtle description, a dungeon. The walls seemed to be made up of grey, granite blocks, the floor and ceiling solid stone. On either side of her were small cells creating smaller rooms that would imprison those put inside them, all of which were occupied by ponies that the unicorn could see clearly as she was taken further inside.

Allowing herself to be taken with little fuss, only letting out a slight groan at the toy still humming deep within her nethers, she looked around the room to see what there was to be used against her, hoping that she could see what the crystal pony had in mind for her. All she could find though were several chains sparsely laying along the floor attached to rings bolted to the ground, along with several dangling from the ceiling within two sets of tracks, ending with metal cuffs.

"You're doing quite well." Schorl said. "Some girls would have stumbled over their own two hooves several times during a long walk like that. Not to mention that you're still surprisingly composed for somepony in your position."

"A lady must carry a certain level of poise about her at all times." Rarity said, not allowing the situation to get to her. While there were many times in her life that the unicorn had been forced into a situations that had upset her or caught her off guard, she had found as long as she had adequate time to prepare for something she could handle any anything. It was a skill she required, as a mare who aspired to be among the the best Equestria had to offer.

"Of course, but at the moment you are not a 'lady', you are a slave and I expect you to let yourself go a little to immerse yourself in the experience." With that comment Schorl placed her free hand on the leash strap, pushing down on it while raising the hand she had within the leash's loop.

The leash suddenly became taut and Rarity found herself having to bend forward to accommodate the decreasing length. "This is hardly making feel better about being a submissive." She complained.

"Well I wouldn't expect it would," Schorl replied. "You're a dominant, but even so I think you'll find some enjoyment in what I have in store. Now kneel." The white unicorn huffed, but obeyed, carefully going to her knees and sitting down on her legs. "Good girl Rarity, now beg."

The unicorn rolled her eyes, but proceeded to curl her already held up arms forward to imitate that of a pleading dog. Allowing herself to get more into the role she then flicked her muzzle up a few times, letting out a slight whine. As Schorl gave her a pleasant smile and a pat on the head, which the unicorn begrudgingly accepted as a sign of approval. Schorl had said that her part of the agreement was to be willing to try what she had to offer and she didn't want her to try and find some sort of loophole to say that she didn't fully hold up her end.

Waiting for Schorl's next order, Rarity watched her pick up one of the chains from the floor before tying the leash she was holding into its last link. Allowing the mare a moment to herself while she went to grab some of the dangling chains. She looked back to the other ponies in the room with them, many of them having become active with the presence of other ponies in the room. They each were near the bars of their cell, on their knees just like the unicorn they were looking at with desire in their eyes.

The first one that caught Rarity's eye was a pegasus stallion to her immediate left. Blonde maned, light blue furred with orange eyes, the male looked over her frame with in a manner that an animal may curiously examine another of its kind that it had just seen for the first time. Rarity could tell it was just an act, that he was playing the part of a pet, but it was still strange to see a pony do. It didn't help that the simply look on his face was accompanied by an increasingly enlarging erection and flared out wings that indicated that he was liking what he saw.

Next she looked to the right of her to see an earth mare wearing a black band around her muzzle. Like the pegasus, she also had a blonde mane, though of a somewhat lighter color, but instead of a blue coat she was brown furred with purple eyes. Rarity found her a bit more like what she expected from a pony that would allow herself to be someone's plaything, pressing herself against the bars that kept her locked away, rubbing her body against the cold iron, and touching herself to excite her erogenous zones by groping her own breast and grinding her clitoris between two of her fingers.

"Settle down pets, this one is not for you." The crystal mare said to the ponies, including the other ones in the cells that Rarity couldn't get a good line of sight into. The ponies all seemed to make their own sounds of dismay at being told that they wouldn't be able to play with the new mare, ranging from whimpers to loud groans expressing their frustration. "Don't be upset, it's not like you won't be able to get some joy from this. Just wait until the guest of honor arrives."

"Guest of honor?" Rarity asked as Schorl brought two chains back to her along the tracks.

"Oh, yes. I wanted to give you the full tour of what slaves do around here." Schorl replied. "Many dominants enjoy sharing their subs with each other, so while I'm going to get you started up there will be another pony coming to finish you off."

"Who?!" Rarity begun to worry. No matter who it was it was going to be embarrassing for her, even more so if it was someone she knew. She could only hope they didn't have loose lips.

"I believe it is somepony you're familiar with." Schorl said, confirming the unicorn's fears. "The moment I posted that you would be available for the evening he jumped on it. I don't even think that he gave anypony a chance to see that it was you on the flyer."

Rarity let out a sigh of relief. When she heard that the crystal mare had posted up something that showed her on it she thought that everyone had certainly seen it. Whoever it was that claimed her deserved her gratitude for not letting anyone else know about this.

"But enough about that, time for the real fun to begin." said Schorl, having brought four of the ceiling chains over to the bound mare. With a glow of the crystal mare's horn, the shackles and cuffs binding Rarity popped off, allowing her to put her tired arms down.

"Real fun? I assume you mean sex..." Rarity said indignantly, suspecting from the start that part of the reason Schorl had subjected her to this was so the crystal pony could derive pleasure from her.

"Not quite," replied Schorl, "Not yet at least. You'll have to get ready first." Looking over the still kneeling mare. "Speaking of, you're still missing something."

Rarity kept a close eye on Schorl as she went to one of the cells, telling its occupant "Present your horn". The unicorn inside obeyed, poking its horn out between the metal bars and revealing that it bore a black ring around its base. She continued to observe in silence as Schorl placed her fingers around the ring and lit up her horn once more, surrounding the black band in a dark purple glow before removing it. This confirmed to Rarity what exactly the band was.

A magic restraint ring made of a material that absorbed magic like a sponge would water. Such an item was usually a tool of law enforcement to help with the detainment of unicorns, but there were many seedy stores that sold them for purposes more suited for the Society.

The way it functioned was brilliant too. The rings would suck in magic and latch onto any source of it. The more powerful the source was, the harder it would pull and the harder it would be to get off. Since it was practically impossible for a unicorn to stop producing magic one couldn't simply remove the rings by hand. Either a special magic producing item sold with it or another unicorn to assist in its removal was needed.

Rarity herself had a fairly embarrassing incident with one such ring once, putting it on thinking it was just a pretty accessory. When she noticed that she no longer had access to her magic she paniced, desperately trying to cast spell after spell. It took over an hour for her to finally calm down enough for someone to be able to remove it. She had never wanted to see one ever again, and now Schorl was coming directly to her with one in hand.

"Judging by the look on your face, I can guess you know what this is." Schorl watched Rarity nod her answer. "Then you know what I want you to do." She said, presenting the ring.

The white unicorn snatched the ring from the crystal pony. "Hmph! If it weren't for our deal..." She said in complaint, sliding the ring on her horn without hesitation, instantly she felt the unnervingly familiar feeling of losing her magic power.

"Yes, yes, I know this is mostly under protest," Schorl replied, using her telekinetic magic to grab Rarity's collar and guide her to her feet. "But that is part of the fun. Now if you would please cooperate with me to get you in place."

Rarity went over to the crystal mare, the chain attached to her leash allowing her to get just far enough to reach them, and brought her arms up to the hanging shackles. "Like this?" She asked, unsure of exactly what the other mare wanted, since she took the time to get four chains.

"That is fine." Schorl said, locking the shackles into place. "Though I will need a bit of assistance with this next part." Without giving Rarity time to question what she meant, Schorl crouched down to grab her legs. With a hard pull the unicorn was taken off her hooves, the entirety of her body weight shifting to her wrists.

"Ow!" Rarity yelled. "That hurt me!"

"Sorry," Schorl apologized, "Try grabbing the chains and lifting yourself up to ease the strain."

Following the advice Rarity gripped the chains and pulled with all her might to ease the strain placed on her wrists. Now that she was helping to lift much of her body weight Schorl easily picked up her legs and soon the remaining shackles were placed tightly around her ankles. As the crystal mare moved away Rarity could feel that her entire body was now hanging, suspended face up off the ground by her arms and legs, her appendages spread apart and her exposed ass and pussy pointing right for the door.

"There we go," said Schorl, going in between Rarity's legs to remove the whirring rod inside her, which Rarity was glad for as it was starting to bother her to the point of getting her lower lips moist. Even a lady had her limits. "Now if I am right... the pony we are expecting should be here any time n-"

Just then a knock came to the door, as if on cue. "And there we go. I do so love a punctual stallion. Come on in! The door is unlocked!"

The door came open and Rarity's curiosity got the better of her. Lifting her head, she looked through the valley of her breasts, watching the door slowly becoming ajar. Her eyes narrowed, the sight she saw filling her with dread. That pure white fur, the light blue eyes, and the flowing, dark blonde mane. Of all the possible ponies that it could've been, why did it it have to be him?

Author's Note

Today's guest background ponies are Cerulean Skies and Sunny Smiles.

Next week some sexy bits. Hope you all enjoy.