My Little Appleslave

Chapter 3 Captured

Applejack just stands there, looking directly at me. I can feel the rage emanating from her.

"Do you realize what ya just did?" She asks not changing a single muscle on her face.

"I'm sorry... Applebloom was just so insanely hot I couldn't help myself..." I look toward Applebloom's flank. "Look! I helped her get her cutiemark... a lollipop..."

"Applebloom go to yer room." She orders her. "You stay here." She demands pointing at me. Applebloom slowly walks out of the room with her head put down. Strangely she appears to have more shame and embarrassment then she did when I was pissing on her.

I stare at Applejack in fear as I contemplate what canterlot prison will be like for foalophiles.

After Applebloom closes the door, Applejack starts walking slowly towards me. "Do ya know how much is charged for fillyfooling?" She asks me with a serious tone.

"Forever in Canterlot jail..." I reply knowingly and start to shed some tears at the thought. It really is nearly forever as the magic in the palace keeps the ponies there alive longer, even the prisoners. Many ponies have been known to just end it for themselves as the perpetual boredom finally drove them insane. The maximum security prisoners are not allowed any visitors or even the simplest of luxuries, they are not even allowed to read. Or so the rumours say.

Applejack stays silent for a few minutes, letting me stew in my fear and anxiety. Finally she surprises me with her next words.

"We can make an offer, alright?" She says as she is now a pony length in front of me.

"What...?" I look at her hopefully. My perverted mind imagines for a moment her suggesting that next time I let her join in and that it turns out she's happy to let me fuck her little sister between us, like a sex sandwich.

"I have three conditions. If you disagree to one or break one, I'll report you and you'll rot there forever." She tells me sternly now right up to my face.

"Anything, just please don't report me, I'm really sorry about what I did." I beg.

She continues without actually listening to me. "First You will never dare to fuck or even kiss a foal. Especially not my sister."

"Um... ok..." I agree, but have a nagging doubt about if I can keep the promise. But whatever she wants to hear from me, so I can escape scott free for now.

"Second you will never threaten anypony. No more I will kill your family or I will take your filly and make it my slave." She explains.

"How... how did you know I said that?" I look confused.

"Oh I've been standing here for a while. You were acting really suspicious so I came home earlier." *She looks at me again with an angry look. But I looked back at her with the same look.

"What... you didn't stop me... when you could have? How long were you there?"

"Since the carrot. You sick fuck..." *She growls.

"And I didn't stop you because... Applebloom always wanted this." She slowly admits.

"oh... yeah she was a little too eager" I smile briefly and snicker a bit, but put a straight face back on, when she gives me a threatening scowl.

"And number three..." *She stops for a bit, to let the suspense torment me further.

I back away a little scared. "Um.... yeah?"

She puts on a little smile and grabs me by the neck pushing me to the wall. She whispers into my ear "You'll know how it is..."

"You... you want to use me, like I used her..." I stammer in fear a bit. But accept that it couldn't be worse then prison.

"What's the matter... pet?" Her grin grows wider and more menacing. "Ah thought ya liked me. At least so I've been told."

"Umm... you are pretty... but, I just like tighter little asses..." I confess. "But I deserve to be punished, so do what you want with me."

"Oh great, you're a picky one. But that doesn't matter." She pushes me against the wall again with a dark smile. "Say... have ya ever been to Dodge Junction?"

I hesitate wondering if there is a wrong answer, but I decide to be honest. "No I never have..."

"Oh that's a shame. This time of the year there are rodeo shows hosted. Ya should see all the rope tricks those ponies can pull out..." She looks at me with a imperious smile. "Oh wait... ya can!"

I look confused having no idea what she is talking about. She steps back from me, releasing my neck. She walks to the back of the room next to a box that wasn't there before, when I was playing with Applebloom. She must have put it there when she came in.

I sit down and wait. "Can I ask you something, please?"

"Sure sugarcube... I mean pet." She corrects herself quickly.

"I know I'm in no position to make requests but... If I'm good may I touch Applebloom again someday..."

She gives me a deadly look. "Someday maybe. If she's alright with it." She gets back to the crate.

"Um... is she? you could have intervened since the carrot... Nevermind..." I brace myself for whatever she has planned. Suddenly I felt like a helpless filly.

"There it is." She announces happily after searching trough all the stuff she had there. She stands up holding a new, strong looking rope. About 5 meters long. "As said... rope tricks." She grins.

I shiver and gulp in fear. But I decide that nothing you do with a rope could be worst then prison. So I submit and wait to see what happens.

"On your knees!" She orders and walks behind my back, playing with the rope in her hooves, swinging it around with incredible skill. It's like the rope is an extension of her body and will.

I kneel down and and put my face to the floor. "I deserve anything you do to me.... uh...." I hesitate but swallow my pride. "Mistress."

Applejack laughs. "Yer learnin' fast." She puts the rope around my face and neck making a simple bridle. Not too tight to strangle me but tight enough to control me with the rope.

I gulp in fear and start to wonder if I would rather die. I stare at her nice toned flank and decide it could be worse and that I'm lucky.

"Anything for you mistress, thank you" I bow submissively.

"Ya better be saying the truth. If ya don't do anythin. I say, I'll have to..." She pulls the bridle, pushing the rope painfully into my skin. "Domesticate ya a bit."

"Yes mistress." I shed a tear and I hope that being as good as I can will save me from at least some pain.

"Excellent." *She smiles, releasing the bridle a bit and keeping me in suspense. "Ya know how far the market is from this place?" She speaks all of a sudden from the deafening silence.

"Yes mistress" I look in a bit confusion and a twinge of hope. "Do you want me to leave mistress?"

"Not at all. What I wanted to say is that my hooves feel really tired." She starts smiling once again, clearly finding all the ways of humiliating me she has running through her head amusing.

"Oh... I'm sorry mistress" I lose a bit of my will at the cruelly yanked away glimmer of hope.

"I thought ya could give me a little massage." She still keeps smiling at me dominantly with her cruel smile.

I smile back at her slightly, finding the smile scary but seductive. I hope to show a little initiative and lick her front hoof lightly.

She lets out a quiet moan and closes her eyes. "Yes, just like that..."

I lick with a bit more enthusiasm but gag a little at the dirt I'm having to swallow. She's clearly already been working hard in the fields today.

She releases the bridle completely, showing that she is well satisfied with my actions. Still she has her eyes closed.

I take a careful look toward the door and where I left the key. I briefly consider escape but know I will always be a fillyfooler fugitive. My only hope now is that this mare, decides to blackmail me into letting her keep me herself. I make a start on drenching her next hoof. Hoping to show her I'll be a good servant.

"You're doing really good slave.. have you ever done this before?" She finally opens her eyes a bit and looks at me, kneeling there at her hooves. She had a very cute face for a mare. She had little freckles patching her face fur and her deep green eyes remind me of sparkling Emeralds.

"No mistress" I briefly pause to say and move onto a back hoof.

She turns her back to me so I can get to the back hooves better. "Is that so? Because yer tongue is doing a really, REALLY great job!" She squeals a bit as I seem to hit a spot that makes her melt into pleasure.

"Thank you mistress I'm glad I can make you happy." After the forth hoof I lick up her leg a little, hoping she will let me get to her ass, but I wait for approval.

She faces me again, looking a lot more satisfied and friendly than before.

"Well.." She starts looking at my body, from the head stopping at my dick for a couple of seconds. "Ya recharged pretty fast."

I blush a bit and I get hard quickly at the hope of getting to use my cock again. "I.... I'm just a horny slut Mistress... I'm sorry."

She smiles at the fact that I'm humiliating myself. "Yes you are." She looks directly at my face again.

I drop my muzzle submissively and stare at the ground. "Can I please ask you something Mistress?" I whisper.

"Go ahead." She says with a disarmingly calm tone.

I breathe a little heavily in anxiety.

I am about to speak but I just end with. "Nevermind, mistress."

"No. Go ahead and talk." She instructs getting curious.

"I just don't deserve to even ask... not until I've served my punishment and I don't even deserve to have hope." I turn around and raise my tail in subservience.

She looks at me for a couple of seconds. "Yall are right." She picks up the other side of the long rope and starts playing with it in her hooves. "Ya deserve to be punished, the worst way possible." *She swings the rope like a whip, hitting the ground and making a big noise.

I close my eyes and cry, "Thank you mistress."

"I'm gonna make you regret everything you did in your life." She says quietly, probably for herself before hitting with the rope again, targeting my ass. After it hits my I feel a huge flood of stinging pain coursing through my whole body. "Ahhhhh" I sob and scream and I wince in anticipation for another whip.

She gives the second hit without any mercy, still aiming for my ass. After it's done she lets me bask in the the pain for a bit.

I moan in pain. But I keep presenting my ass for more, willing to last as long as she want me to. She smiles and bends the rope making it more thick and hitting me with it for the third time.

I bite my lip in a vain attempt to focus on anything else, the pain dominates my every thought. She charges once again but now, painfully hitting my back, taking my breath away.

"Dear Celestia... please..." I whimper.

"Are you sorry?" She says before giving my ass another, fifth, whip.

"Sorry?" I question.

"Are you sorry for what you've done?!" She shouts at me, giving all her force to the next hit.

"I.... ahhh, I don't fucking know!" I shout back. I immediately clench my ass expecting a particularly hard hit for talking back.

She puts on a really angry expression and prepares to hit my ass once again but then stops as she ponders. She whips my back legs, again, as hard as she can, causing me to lose balance.

"Ahhh! Mistress... what do you want me to say?" I tumble to the floor and start to curl up.

"The truth." She walks and stands over me with the rope still in her hand.

I whimper. "But you won't like the truth Mistress you will hate me more."

"Tell me the truth you coward." She pulls my head up to hers by the collar which is a part of the amateur-made bridle.

"I still don't regret what I did, she was worth it, I would endure torment for eternity for her." I blurt out honestly.

She keeps staring into my eyes quietly. Not moving at all. After some time she releases the collar and lets my head go. She looks at her other hoof, still holding the other side of the rope. She drops it on the ground following with the word. "Good."

I drop my head and stare at her hooves. "I... I am your property and this is mercy compared to what I really deserve. Thank you Mistress."

"Yes it is." She looks at me with a bit of a snicker. Me, wounded and humiliated lying there in her full control. She again puts on a slight smile. "You're so cute when you're helpless."

"I.... I know" I realize that I found her little sister cute when she was vulnerable too and I feel even worse for my selfishness.

Her cute, warm smile turns into a lusty frown. I can sense the the power she has over me and how much she enjoys it. I brace myself from that cute smile knowing that it means some pain is coming.

"Yer being a really good slave. Much less talking back than my sister ah must say..." She laughs silently but still keeps looking at me, still standing over me. I nod subserviently, but then a moment later it hits me. "Wait what?!"