College Expenses

Alex gasped as the foot long dildo finally bottomed out. He tried to wriggle free, but the cruel hands of his tormentor held him down, keeping the strange throbbing rubber trapped deep inside of him.

"Unfortunately, we will have to continue your training later, you are about to wake up." Alex frowned in confusion, unsure as to what his tormentor was planning ne-

Alex opened his eyes to complete darkness. It felt as if there was pressure around his eyes. He tried looking up.

There was a thin line of light. We're these painted over goggles? Double eyepatches? The pressure made goggles the more probable answer.

Taking stock of his position, Alex found himself on some sort of fetish table, his head hanging off of it while his arms and wings were strapped to it behind his back and his rump was in the air, a spreader bar, he assumed, and various lengths of rope made sure he couldn’t bend his knees and was exposing himself as much as possible without strapping his tail. Biting the proverbial bullet, he tried to speak.

"Owwo?" Alex blinked in confusion as he discovered a strange rubbery perforated ball positioned peculiarly in his mouth. He had meant to say hello.

"O-oh, I'm sorry, but you can't talk yet." Alex turned to the shockingly familiar voice of the mare in yellow.

"U-er-y?" Alex flinched as something touched him, only to be left almost disappointed when a leather strap rather pitifully slapped against him the second time.

"No, I am Nightmare Butterfly, and you must obey me!" Alex wasn't sure if he was supposed to cower or laugh. "Now, hold still as I take you!" Alex froze, more in shock than fear.

Alex awaited the coming penetration, relaxing his anus to make the ‘unpleasurable’ sensation tolerable.

Alex kept waiting, doing his best to stay calm. Whatever was taking so long had to be big, ‘Nightmare Butterfly’ mumbling under her breath as she tinkered with something.

Alex tensed as a pair of hooves gently made contact with his face, softly massaging his cheeks. Was she going to do something to his face? Bukkake?

There was, a tickling sensation? on his cheek. Was she into feather play? Should he brace for feathery impact? The tickling sensation continued on his cheek, not deviating once.

Was… was this it? Was she just going to tickle his cheek the whole time?

“eh i’ a it?” Alex heard a quiet sob.

“I-I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have… I’m a monster!” There was a sound of hooves clopping away.

Fucking Hell.

“Ewwo?” The gentle sound of sobbing was the only response he got.

He heard the creaking of an unoiled hinge.

"She's probably got him tied up down here." He heard a very familiar voice state. A voice that belonged to (one or the other)

“Mmmmph!” Alex ‘cried’.. Successfully getting the attention of the mare’s upstairs.

*sniff*”Oh, oh d-dear. This isn’t g-good.” Alex heard from the corner before the sound of flapping wings and an opening door came to his ears.

Dammit Fluttershy Don’t run away! You need to help me explain to Twilight that you didn’t do anything to me! Alex yelled in his mind, the only thing coming out of his mouth being a few muffled expletives. The sound of an opening window quenching his irritation.

“There he is Vera! Help me get him out of this stuff.” Alex felt his bindings quickly disappearing until they finally got to the ‘blindfold’, his hooves coming up to take out the ball gag himself.

“Are you alright Alex?” Twilight asked the colt as he blinked, his eyes trying to adjust to the surprisingly well lit sex dungeon he found himself in, sitting up on the table he also felt a breeze come from the currently open window set into the wall behind him.

"I think so. Is there anything weird on my face?"

Twilight and Vera nervously trotted up the steps of Fluttershy’s small woodland home. Fluttershy had fled upstairs as they had come up from the basement, but they could still hear her crying upstairs as they approached a second time. Alex had stayed downstairs.

They approached gently, not wanting to drive their yellow friend to flight, well Twilight’s yellow friend, Vera was an acquaintance at best. They trotted slowly up the stairs, anticipating that they would have to move fast to stop the pegasus if she tried to escape through the window.

Alex trotted up slowly behind Vera and Twilight, careful to try and time his steps with theirs in order to hide his presence. It was an interesting procedure with four hooves.

“Flutters?” Alex froze as a what he assumed to be Flutter’s bedroom door creaked open just out of sight.

“I’m a horrible pony!” Alex heard two ponies charging over what sounded like hardwood followed by more cloth shuffling.

“Noooo.” Flapping?

“I-I forced myself on him!” Alex heard grunts which seemed to come from Vera and Twilight.

“Flutters, you tickled his cheek.” Alex nodded along, glad that Twilight and Vera were being honest.

“I used my eyelashes to use him to sate my appetite.” Wait what?

“Flutters, that isn’t even a thing!” No… wait….

“But Angel said…” Seriously?

“Angel?” Of course.

“Angel said that what I want to do to Alex is called butterfly kissing, and that it was of the utmost deviance! I-I didn’t want to do it, but I didn’t know how else we could…” FUCKING BUTTERFLY KISSES!

“Could?” Alex leaned in closer.

“Couple…”

“Flutters… do you meant to tell me that you don’t know what sex is?!” Fucking ponyland.

“Sex?” Of course she wouldn’t, because that made so much sense, sarcasm.

“Fuck, okay, Vera make sure Alex is okay. This is going to take a while.”

“Okay, when a mommy loves a daddy… “ Alex dashed back down the stairs so that Vera wouldn’t catch him at the door. While he hadn’t overhead anything that he shouldn’t have known, it would be embarrassing to be caught eavesdropping.

"P-please, no more!" Thunderlane cried out as yet another hoof made contact with his face. Said abuse causing it to turn red.

He was currently inside his own home, Pinkie sitting on the couch across from where he was 'tied up', as out in his yard his little brother Rumble was running around with his friends to burn off some post-cake energy and woefully unaware of his 'big bro's' predicament.

"I'm sorry Pinkie! I couldn't get you the money on time because I got laid off last week. It won't happen again, I can get you the money in a few more days, just make it stop! Please!"

"What was that Thunderlane? I couldn't hear you over how... ADORABLE YOU ARE AS A BABY! Look at this one girls! It's him in his first bath!" Pinkie yelled to the group of mares sitting around his living room, turning the photo album around so they could all see the little black colt in a little bathtub looking at the camera with teary eyes that made every mare in the room let out a drawn out 'Dawww~' when they saw it.

"Nooooooooo! Stop touching my face! Seriously Pinkie, make it stop! I got the message!"

Pinkie gave him a small smile. "No, Thunderlane, I don't think you do. You see, this is the third time I've extended your loan payment. This is the last time I'm going to do so. If you don't have my money in the next three days I'm going to make you wish for nothing more than that you hadn't gained my ire. Now, I have somewhere to be. Remember, three. days.

Thunderlane. Have fun girls!" Pinkie yelled on her way out the door, giving the mares a collective wink and quickly hopping her way across town.

"H-hey girls, any of you hiring?" Thunderlane asked rather nervously. Pinkie heard giggling right before the door closed behind her.

"Hmmm, I wonder how Twilight's rescue is going? Nyeh, I'll find out later. Hey Ditzy! How's the family?"