Author's Note

Although this is the same OC in name, appearance and general background story as my previous 'My Little Slave' story, they are different in kinks and personality, such as the foalophile thing and no events from that story have any connection to this one.

5. Red

Chapter 5 Red

I find myself surprised at the change to casual conversation. I'm still playing with the ground and trying to ignore my throbbing cock. "Redblood, mistress."

"That's a nice name." She rolled up the rest of the rope. "Yer not from around here, are ya?"

"No mistress, I'm from Manehatten."

"Ah'see... I've been there once. Ah'was really young at the time so Ah'don't remember a lot of it, but it's a really nice city." She tries to keep the conversation going.

I find the conversation helping me keep my mind off my lust. "I was a haematologist there, hence my cutie mark of blood, so many ponies get the wrong idea and that that means I'm into chopping ponies up. "It just means I study blood for scientific reasons."

"So you work in medicine?" She starts walking towards the box the rope was in. Giving me another look at her behind and my stallionhood feels a fresh rush of blood to it, keeping it from calming down.

"Yes mistress, Some of my cures have saved a lot of lives... But I don't like to be vain about it."

"See? You're a really good pony." She puts the rope into the box and turns around back to me.

"No mistress, I'm a sick foalophile. I gave in to the urge and there is no excuse for that. I'm sorry it was your sister I really am."

"Ah'know you are." She sits down in front of me and smiles slightly. "That's why I'm helping you."

"Okay mistress thank you... You should just keep me here, so I can't hurt any other fillies."

"What is the difference between that and prison?" She asks.

"I uh... well I'd rather serve you to make up for my misdeeds, then be in prison mistress, at least you are nice to look at and in prison I doubt I will survive long and be beaten and raped by stallions all the time for my crime."

She blushes a bit again and looks at her hat she had put on a box when she came in.

"Can I make a request mistress?" I dare to ask, considering her calm and friendly demeaner.

She looks back at me, still blushing a bit. Maybe she's not reporting me cause she likes me.

"Maybe just let me have some lab equipment, test tubes, blood samples and so on and I might be able to be useful to society while imprisoned." I explain.

"Ah'won't imprison you!" She said strictly. "Ya can stay here if you're scared of losing control again but Ah'won't just lock ya up here."

I look at her confused. "But mistress the object of my lust lives here... If I see her again I... I don't know what will happen." I feel bad after I say that and try to be more respectful. "I mean filly, not object"

"I'll make sure ya won't see her until everythin' is in order." She assures me.

"In order?" I look confused. "You mean be restrained so I can't touch her?" I look at her with pleading eyes. "I would actually like that, just seeing her is amazing enough." I smile and blush.

"Stop." She says with a scowl.

"Sorry mistress" I bow submissively. She sits there for a bit, not really knowing what to say. "Do ya still need to cum or did ya forget about it?"

"It's kinda faded enough that I think I can bare it mistress." I say.

"Uh-um." She raises me brow at me. "Don't call me mistress in public please."

"In public mistress? I don't think I can go out there after what I've done"
"I'll go with you. Just in case. Ah'mean.. ya can't be just isolated from the outside world."

"Okay... I think I can be a good pony, just as long as I'm supervised around fillies." I Smile at the prospect of relative freedom.

She smiles back at me. "Alright. So it's decided. You'll stay here." She looks around the room. "Ah'can get ya a better room if you want..."

I smile and tear up a bit in happiness. "Thank you so much." I stand up to hug her, my boner finally starting to retract.

"Just stay here a bit more okay? I'll go and inform my family that Ah'have... uh... hired a helper around the farm." She walks towards the door.

"Okay, thank you mistress... I mean Applejack." After she leaves I feel a bit bored and start looking in boxes for something to eat.

I find a carrot and the erotic association it gives me makes me get really hard again. "Dammit no!" I throw it back in and try to lose the mental image of having Applebloom gagging on it, then of the marshmellow filly on the other end gagging on it together while they kiss...

Time passes and it is torture as my thoughts are still primarily dominated by constant fantasies of little foals. Finally I hear Applejack's voice trough the door.
"...yeAh'he's a... he does a lot of stuff actually." The voice is getting closer. "Uh... chemistry... mostly. He can be a real help around the farm."

I find myself munching on a apple and when I hear her coming I cross my legs hoping to hide the still fairly large erection, I still haven't even dared to touch it.

She walks through the door and closes it. She walks up to me and whispers. "Ah'explained everythin' to Applebloom."

I blush a bit. "I.... can you tell her for me that I'm sorry."

"Ah'already did." She smiles. "Come on now. I'll introduce you to the rest an' remember, no mistress talk."

I start to follow her out of the room. "Okay... miss... Applejack." I say carefully and correct myself. I walk into the small hall I were in when I first came into the barn. A red, strong looking stallion was standing there pushing a box full of apples. His cutie mark was of an apple cut open to reveal it's core and he was wearing a harness around his shoulders with metal rods to attach a cart to. "Redblood, Ah'would like to introduce ya to mAh'brother. Big Mac."

I look up and blush a little in embarrassment. I wonder how much he knows about my problems. I'm going to assume he has no idea what I did. I suddenly feel exposed and vulnerable outside the dark room. I then stare at his hooves. "Hi".

He looks at me with a face that seems void of emotion. "Hey." He says with a deep slow voice and proceeds to move the box. "He doesn't really talk much." Applejack says to me quietly.
I nod to them both and look around. My mind hoping and dreading if I will see Applebloom. I am making a audible nervous deep breath as I feel a minor panic attack coming on.

"Something wrong?" She asks grabbing an apple from the box and taking a bite.

"No I'm fine." I let out my deep breath and and try to get my mind on something else. I realise that my stomach hurts. "Can I have some lunch?"

"Sure. Follow me." She walks towards another door, that I still remember led to the kitchen. Still munching on the apple.

I follow her eagerly. I stare at her flank and try to resist looking for another smaller one.

"So what would you like?" We walk into the room I had been searching before, the draw was still open that I took the keys from. It was a simple room containing a kitchen sink, some cupboards and a big table in the middle. I sat down and wiped the nervous sweat off my forehead. "Anything miss... Applejack?" I barely stop myself again.

She ignores the mistake and starts pulling out ingredients from the cupboards. "How about some apple cake?"

I think about the tastiness of it and I nod eagerlly. I still kind of look like an obedient dog waiting for his treat and I should keep it that way to make her happy.

"Alright. One apple cake comin' up. Take a seat." She points at the table with some chairs next to it. I sit down and stare at the table. I start to count the splinters of wood it's made of.

She starts to make conversation while she is working working. "Do ya have anyone?"
"Anyone... uh you mean a special somepony... I dunno?"

"Ah'mean family." She opens the cupboard again, searching for something. "Do ya have somepony here in Ponyville? Or why did you move in?"

"No I'm sorry I don't. My family is in Manehatten. My mom and my cousins..." I explain.

"So ya moved in here because of your job?" She opens up the second cupboard, still searching.

"No... I got fired... because by usefulness was kinda obsolete... medicine has gotten a bit too advanced I think."

"What do you mean obsolete?" She closes both cupboards and starts looking around.

"My field of science... blood... there is very little left to learn about it." I say sadly.

"Horseapples" She curses quietly. "I'll be right back." She walks out of the room. "I just need to grab something!" She shouts back toward me trough the door.

I wait nervously and pace around a bit. I open the pantry just out of curiosity of what's inside. It's full of fruit and vegetables, all mostly raw except a couple compotes on the higher shelves. Enough to feed three fully grown families for months.

I take a potato and munch on it a bit and sit down again. Doing anything help to keep my mind busy about the bland texture and taste. Rather then my pent up sexual frustration. Applejack opens the door up with her shoulder, walking inside holding a couple of things in her hooves. Some oil, vanilla and some walnuts.

"Now Ah'should have everything." She drops the load next to the other ingredients she had already started using. "So... were ya ever in love with somepony?"

I look a little horrified by the question and shed a tear. "Uh.... not really no..."

"Really? Never before?" She looks a bit surprised and lets the oven pre-heat.

I look a bit frustrated. "Well yes kinda... but never anypony I could have any hope of being with." I think back to the many other little foals I've had big crushes on.

"I'm.. sorry Ah'brought that topic up." She starts washing the apples and peeling them.

"Thank you mistress... I mean Applejack..." I look around for any other pony in the room.
"Sorry I slipped." I look apologetically. I hear her giggle to herself a little. "Where do you live?" She keeps conversing.

"I have a home here... but without a job I will be kicked out in a few weeks, I'm running out of bits. I got a bit depressed about it." I explain slouched sadly on table. She stops cleaning the apples and proceeds to mix the batter.

"Oh Celestia that's awful." She comments.

"YeAh'exactly... I don't want to be out in the cold. I can't do much other then my special talent, no pony ever really can." I complain.

"Ya can work here. Ah'mean, really. Not only to have an excuse for mAh'family for having ya here." She looks over her shoulder at you, waiting for my response.

"I would like that.... but I'm worried about your family's safety. I think I should be kept locked up. But prison terrifies me."

"Ah'won't lock you up." She continues making the food, with a bit of haste in her movement.

"Why not?" I sob a little. "I don't have much faith in myself. To keep my hooves busy. I would like to be a prisoner, but in a semi-compassionate environment." She closes the, half opened door by her back hoof after seeing what way this conversation is heading. "Ya technically are. Prison doesn't just mean four walls."

She's completely right, she now has dirt on me, so even If I decided to run she could have the royal guard after me. I tear up a little and nod. "is the pie ready yet?"

"Nah, sorry it takes so long..." She replies.

"Okay I'll wait... thank you." I say impatiently and I feel my stomach grumble.

She finally takes the apples and puts them into the batter. She takes the bowl into her hooves, mixing it's content. She turns around to hear you better while talking. "What do ya usually do in ya free time?"

"I enjoy reading and getting lost in a story." I reply.

"Interesting. I have a friend that reads a lot." She keeps mixing the batter a bit impatient herself.

"Oh really who is that?" I ask curiously.

"Her name is Twilight Sparkle. She's a student directly under the princess." She looks out of the window. "Looks like it's gonna rain."

"Okay, I've heard of her, she's pretty famous."

"I'm sure she is." She smiles slightly, again looking inside the bowl. She pulls out a baking dish from behind the furnace, then pours the content of the bowl into it "Alright. Now look at this. Normally baking a cake would take like 45 minutes..." I look at the cake a bit confused, wondering what you are getting at.

"But now..." She puts the dish into the already heated furnace. "Look at this." She closes the door and looks at the clock, counting the seconds. "One, Two, Three, Four..." I watch and wait as I feel my stomach grumble again. "...Nine, Ten!" She opens up the furnace door and smell of the pie fills the room, together with a bit of steam.

I look at it and lick my lips hungrily. "Thank you."

She takes the plate by her teeth. "Jus' be careful, it's still hot. This was a gift from Celestia, a magic oven. It really helps muh productivity for muh baked goods." She says as clearly as she can while taking the pie slowly towards me.
I lick it carefully testing the heat and take a bite. "Mmmm, you are a good cook mistress!" I compliment as I bow my head in apology at slipping again.

She doesn't really notice the mistake and puts the pie on the table. "Shall I get you another plate?"

"If you want, I'm still really hungry." I reply.

She opens up a cupboard again, pulling out two plates by her teeth and once again, bringing them toward me. As I feel like a child waiting to be fed. She puts one in front of me and the second one next to me, where she also sits down. "Enjoy." She says with a contented smile. I get the feeling it made her feel good to cook for somepony.

"Thank you" I start eating happily, my mind on on the taste and that I may get to be treated nicely like this for the rest of my life. She takes one piece of the pie that she starts eating. But as the time passes she slowly stops and just sits there, looking out of the window. I eat up greedily, it having been a while since I ate. I look toward the window too. "what is it?"

"Nothin'..." She looks away from the window, towards me with hopeful eyes. "Did Ah'do good?"
"Yeah, I could eat 10 of them." I smile genuinely. In Canterlot jail I would have only got to eat tasteless gruel.

She blushes again. "Thank-you." She starts looking at my front hooves, scarred from the hits with her rope. I see where she is looking at me. "Oh... I'm sure they will heal okay... as long as you let them... thank you. But... uh... If you want to punish me more miss... uh Applejack, I have no right to complain."

She keeps watching me eat. I get the feeling she finds me attractive, which I've never really had happen before. I'm usually the one with the crush either for a filly that's too young for me to be allowed to touch or a cute mare that's out of my league, or at least I kept believing so having never worked up to courage to ask any age appropriate mares out. She starts off a new topic. "Where do you want to live? Ah'mean, in which room?"

"I don't know... Can I just have stuff to keep busy with?" I respond. "Of course! Yer at a farm. There's always things ta do 'ere." She looks around the room.

"Yeah... but can you really trust me to go outside?" I persist.

"Do ya trust yourself to go outside?" She gives me a serious look.

"I.... I don't know.... I think I could promise.... but I don't feel confident about it."

"Will you feel safer when Ah'come with you?" Applejack asks. The sound of the rain becomes stronger.

"Yes please, I would feel better if I go outside on probation." I nod.

"Wait.. now?" She looks out of the window into a pretty severe storm. The weather ponies must be slacking a bit.

"What's the problem?" I ask.

"Look at the weather! You'll catch a cold or something..." She knocks on the window with her hoof.

"Oh, ok... I didn't mean right now."

I sit down and wait out the storm with her. "Um... what shall we do until then... eat more?" I smile hopefully.

She looks around the kitchen. "Take something if yer still hungry."

So I take a apple and start to much on it. I feel like I could eat a tree. I look around, but am getting quite bored of the room.

"I'm bored mistress."

"Me too..." She doesn't even correct the mistake.

"Can... can I ask you a question that's been... been... bugging me?" I question carefully.

"Sure." She looks around, facing me.

"Why... why did you not stop me... as soon as you heard me with Applebloom?"