Never Gonna Make It

Having shot up into the dark night sky and gone around the corner of the building to hide from the bellhop, Scootaloo quickly glanced into each room she passed, trying her hardest to find out which room was Thunderlane's. She repeated the only hint she had been given by him to herself, that the rest of her clothes would be on his bed. She tried not to think about the possibility that he had locked his window and closed the curtains, making it impossible for her to find the right room, and continued to zoom around the hotel's exterior, looking in each window.

Her wings were once again screaming in pain as she struggled to fly as quickly as she could. Her wings still hurt from flying with Rainbow Dash earlier that day, not to mention that she had skipped yesterday's 'treatment'. Still, the pain wouldn't go away unless she made Thunderlane happy and he gave her the syringes in his possession, and the only way to make him happy... was to...

Scootaloo came to a screeching halt in midair as she spotted what she was looking for. In plain view, she saw her clothes neatly folded on a bed inside a room, and even better the window was left wide open for her. Thanking Celestia for her turning luck she quickly zipped into the room and closed the curtain behind her, grateful that she was finally out of view and could get what she needed. However, just as she began reaching for her clothes she heard her phone chime, and obediently she stopped what she was doing and instead brought out her phone.

Finally on time for once. Don't touch your clothes yet. You still fucked up

Scootaloo's head whirled as she tried to figure out what had gone wrong and why Thunderlane was mad at her. She had done exactly as he had asked and kept to his rules. Fear that he would kick her out and never speak to her again clouded her mind; 'No, he... he wouldn't. He promised that he would help... I was so close... he can't abandon me now.'

Her thoughts were interrupted as a beep beep signaled that Thunderlane had just used his room key to open the door. Scootaloo immediately dropped to her knees as she had been instructed, not wanting to anger him anymore. She couldn't risk him never giving her those syringes again... she needed them...

"I thought I was clear with my instructions." he said coldly. "Apparently you are indeed a completely stupid, worthless cunt."

"I... what did I do? I thought I..." Scootaloo said in confusion, still unsure of what she had done.

"You were seen, and you didn't stop and offer yourself like I told you to!" Thunderlane snapped.

Scootaloo fell back onto her rear in shock, racking her mind as she recalled her long walk from the park to the hotel. "No, I... I wasn't! I never saw anyone see me." she said after a few moments.

Thunderlane sighed. "The bellhop, you retard." he pointed out.

"But... but I didn't have to. I already had my panties on." she said hopefully. "I thought you said that once I reached the alley and had them back on..."

Scootaloo was cut short as Thunderlane struck her across the cheek. She gasped in shock and pain and fell on her back, cowering in fear as Thunderlane walked over and stood over her. "I said you have to offer your slutty body to anyone who sees you. I never said you could run away once you had your panties on."

"I'm sorry. Please, I didn't know. Just please, my wings... just give me a little, they hurt so much." she pleaded.

Thunderlane shook his head. "Not until you completely fix your screw ups." he said, walking to the closet. Rummaging through his suitcase, he soon brought out a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold. "Put these on." he commanded, throwing them at her feet.

Scootaloo could only nod as she picked herself up. She clasped the cold metal around each wrist with her arms in front of her, then awkwardly placed the blindfold over her own eyes before kneeling back down and awaiting her next instructions. Thunderlane looked her over, nodding in satisfaction that Scootaloo had blinded herself. "Better." he said.

Scootaloo heard Thunderlane walking away from her, her heart beginning to race as she heard him pick up the in-room phone and calling someone. "Hello, yes, I was wondering if you could have someone come up to help me with something... no, no, everything's fine, just a small little task I need done... actually, could you send the bellhop up? Silver Line, I believe... yes, he seems like the fellow to do the task... yes, as soon as possible... excellent, thank you."

"No, please don't..." Scootaloo started to beg.

"Hush. I don't want you saying a single word until I give you permission to speak again." Thunderlane cut her off.

Scootaloo quickly shut her mouth, trembling as she was forced to wait and anticipate the arrival of the bellhop who had seen her just minutes ago. Each second felt like an eternity as she waited in silence, but a knock finally sounded on the door, followed by Thunderlane walking over to the door and opening it for their new guest.

"Ah, yes, thank you for coming in so quickly. Right this way, it's right over here." Thunderlane called out.

Silver Line entered the room, freezing just a few steps in when he finally noticed the bound and blindfolded mare kneeling on the floor. It didn't take much for him to realize that the naked girl before him was the same pegasus he had seen down in the alley and that she still had just her panties on, though he was intrigued by her restraints.

Thunderlane approached Silver Line and placed an arm around his shoulders. "I'm sorry about this little slut's behavior earlier. It was very rude of her to just bolt off like she did before, right slut?"

Scootaloo nodded slightly, unsure if she was allowed to speak. Luckily for her it was to Thunderlane's liking, causing him to finally smile, though she couldn't see it.

"See? She's sorry. Now my little slut, why don't you tell out guest what you were supposed to do when he saw you earlier?" Thunderlane teased.

Scootaloo gulped and spoke softly. "I... I was supposed to... to offer myself to you." she said, turning bright red.

"Huh?" Silver asked in confusion, looking over at Thunderlane.

Thunderlane simply smiled back. "Go ahead, slut, present yourself to him like you should have before."

With no other option, Scootaloo nodded again lying down on her back and spreading her legs as wide apart as she could. A slight cough from Thunderlane reminded her that she was not done, and despite her embarrassment she reached down to her crotch and pulled the crotch of her panties aside, exposing her delicate little slit for her small but intrigued audience.

Silver Line was in complete shock and awe at what was going on. Not even five minutes ago he was grumbling while on his was up to the room, unhappy that he had been sent up to help someone with an unknown task when he only had half an hour left of his shift. But now he was staring at the sexiest mare he had ever seen, and she was putting her own body on display for him to see. He wanted to get a closer look, and the desire to touch her was becoming overbearing.

Thunderlane coughed lightly again. "Aren't you supposed to say something to our guest?" he hinted.

"P-please, I'm s-sorry." Scootaloo stuttered. "Y-you can... you can use me as you wish."

Silver Line didn't move at first, thinking that he must be dreaming, but Thunderlane pushed him towards the exposed mare. "Go ahead, take a closer look. Do whatever you want." he said.

Silver Line moved forward and knelt between Scootaloo's legs, wanting to get a closer look at her crotch. Scootaloo shivered as she felt his breath on her exposed mound, but she managed to remain steadfast and didn't move as Silver moved in closer.

"Um, spread your, um, spread your vagina open?" Silver hesitantly commanded, unsure if he truly could command to do whatever he wanted her to. To his astonishment the girl in front of him blushed but reached down and spread her lower lips apart, showing him her precious, untouched sex without any obstruction.

"Oh wow..." he murmured, never having seen a pussy this up close before. He could see everything so clearly, even her hymen that she so carefully protected to ensure it stayed intact. He placed his hands on her inner thigh, earning a gasp of surprise from her, but as he moved his hands up towards her crotch and touched her clit she couldn't help but speak up.

"Ah! No, please don't... don't touch me down there. You can't. Only... I'm saving it for someone. Please, no." she begged hysterically, not wanting to lose the most important gift she had to give.

Scared that he had gone too far, Silver pulled his hands back and looked up at Thunderlane, but the gray pegasus simply shrugged. "Do what you want." he said.

Silver turned his attention back to the mare in front of him. He wanted to continue touching her slick little slit and try sticking his finger inside of her, maybe even take her virginity and lose his own. However, her desperate plea and her shaking body gave him second thoughts, and to Scootaloo's relief he withdrew from his position and turned his attention to her chest.

Scootaloo gasped as she felt him grasp both of her breasts, his hands firmly squeezing her tits and feeling her softness. She had always hated how sensitive her chest was, and having this inexperienced colt touching her was driving her crazy. He was clumsy, but he was also rough and unpredictable, causing her to moan every time he squeezed slightly too hard or pinched her nipples. She felt her pussy quickly moistening and was glad that he was no longer looking at her fuckhole, but even with just him playing with her chest she felt like she would cum within a matter of minutes.

The girl's moans and the musky scent filling the air finally had Silver's cock fully erect in his pants. Thunderlane's last sentence lingered in his head, and figuring he had come this far he gave Scootaloo another command. "Hey, will you stroke my cock?"

Obediently, Scootaloo awkwardly reached up with her handcuffed hands and fumbled with Silver's pants. He had to eventually unzip his pants himself, but Scootaloo managed to fish out his erect member and began slowly stroking it as he continued to molest her chest. Thunderlane continued to watch from a few feet away, somewhat disappointed that the bellhop hadn't decided to force himself on the helpless girl and steal her virginity, but he was curious to see what else the horny young stallion would do.

Luckily for Thunderlane, the slow tugging at his dick wasn't enough for Silver. "Hey, can I, er, can you give me a blowjob? You know, since you won't..." he asked.

Scootaloo quickly nodded, afraid that if she said no or took too long to respond he would change his mind and steal her virginity before she could give it to Rainbow Dash. She struggled to get up on her knees again as Silver stood up and let his pants and underwear fall around his ankles, his erect member stiff and eagerly awaiting this once in a lifetime opportunity.

Since she was still blindfolded, Thunderlane walked over and grabbed Scootaloo by her collar, guiding her over to where Silver Line was waiting. "Open your mouth." he commanded, and Scootaloo quickly did as she was told and quickly found herself being forced to take in the bellhop's cock into her mouth. There was no was she could back her head up as Thunderlane had a hand firmly on the back of her head, leaving her no choice but to immediately deepthroat the lucky hotel employee. Silver Line, however, was in absolute ecstasy; his first blowjob ever, by such a cute and obedient pegasus, willing to do whatever he wanted her to. He bucked his hips forward when there was only an inch of his cock left, sinking himself in all the way into her mouth.

Scootaloo managed to refrain from gagging at the surprise thrust, mostly thanks to his size. He wasn't as well endowed as Thunderlane was; his cock just entered her throat while her main tormentor's larger prick easily penetrated her throat even when just over halfway inside of her. However, his smaller size was somewhat negated by Thunderlane holding her head down and making it hard to breathe, but his next words caused her to fear for her safety.

"Go ahead and fuck her mouth. Don't worry, she won't move." Thunderlane said.

Unable to resist such an offer, Silver Line began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth eagerly. Thunderlane kept his grip on her head firm and tight, not allowing her to back away and try to steal a much needed breathe of air as she was orally violated over and over again. The forcefulness and constant poking into her throat caused her to finally begin gagging but neither of the stallions paid her any mind, both of them caught up in the moment and oblivious to any pain she may be in.

"Ooh... oh yeah..." Silver Line murmured as he experienced the most pleasure he had ever felt in his life. "I'm gon... gonna..."

Expecting that the inexperienced earth pony wouldn't last very long, Thunderlane forced Scootaloo's head down and held it firmly as Silver Line gave one more thrust forward and began cumming. Scootaloo coughed and gagged as Silver's cock throbbed and pulsated inside her mouth, his seed shooting directly down her throat and into her stomach. Her eyes began to flutter as the lack of air began to take its toll on her body, and by the time Silver finally finished cumming and withdrew his member from her mouth the tired pegasus collapsed on the floor, almost unconscious.

"Oh shit!" Silver Line said in a panic, not sure if he had gone too far. Before he could reach down and check on her, though, Thunderlane patted him on the back in reassurance.

"Don't worry, she's gone through worse. She'll be fine." he reassured the scared bellhop. "Now, I don't believe I have to tell you to keep this whole little event our little secret, hmm?"

"O-of course!" Silver replied hastily. Correctly guessing that the fun was over, Silver quickly put his pants back on and tried his best to reorganize his clothes as Thunderlane escorted him to the door. He opened the door but took one last look at the pegasus on the floor, watching her finally stir and wipe her mouth of a small trickle of saliva that was on her chin before Thunderlane guided him out the door.

"Remember, our little secret." Thunderlane said before closing the door.

Silver Line stood motionless for a few seconds, his dick still coated in Scootaloo's saliva and his balls significantly emptier. He eventually found the will to move, headed back to the elevators to return to the hotel lobby and punch out to go home finally. He may have made just a few bits in tips during his shift, but today was the best work day of his life, and he doubted he would have a day quite like this ever again.

Finally alone once again with his favorite toy, Thunderlane sat down on the bed and waited patiently until Scootaloo had recovered enough to stand up on her own. Pulling her over by grabbing her collar yet again, he pulled her slim body against his, feeling her perky little tits against his chest. She looked up at him with teary eyes, partly from being used and abused for so long in one day, but also because of the immense pain her wings were now in.

"It... it hurts so badly. Please, sir..."

Thunderlane nodded, deciding that Scootaloo had indeed endured enough. "I guess you've repented for your fuck ups." he said, reaching into his pocket and once more exposing the small case that Scootaloo so desperately wanted. Opening it and taking out one of the syringes, he examined it for air bubbles before pulling her tighter against him and sticking the needle into her back, just under the base of one of her wings.

"Nng... Aaah!" Scootaloo cried in pain. She bit her lip and tightly hugged Thunderlane as the sharp pain registered in her head. She always hated this part almost as much as the humiliating tasks she was forced to do; the pain of sticking a needle into the base of her wings the most extreme her body had ever endured. She kept her tight grip as Thunderlane slowly pressed down on the end fitting of the syringe, emptying the contents into her body before finally withdrawing the needle from her skin and casting the used needle aside on the floor.

"Half way done." he said needlessly. Scootaloo simply nodded and braced for the second one, flinching as Thunderlane stuck the second needle into the base of her other wing and injected the fluid into her.

"Hnng! Ouch!" Scootaloo cried out.

Like before, Thunderlane slowly pressed down on the end until the syringe was empty and also cast aside the second used needle on the floor. "There, all done." Thunderlane said, loosening his grip on her body.

Scootaloo, however, retained her tight grip on Thunderlane as she let the pain subside in her wings. The sharp stinging in her back faded quickly, but as it did so did the aching and throbbing that had engulfed both of her wings entirely since this afternoon. She began to finally relax and loosen her grip, and when Thunderlane finally grabbed her hair and pulled her head back slightly to look at her, she had a relaxed, glazed-over look in her eyes.

"Feel better?" he asked.

She responded with simply a nod, her eyes looking in his direction but remaining unfocused on anything in particular. Thunderlane leaned back and lie down on the bed, pulling Scootaloo with him and kissing her once she was lying on his chest.

"I think it's time you showed your gratitude to me for taking in such a fucked up slut. Just as you were trained..." he said.

Scootaloo didn't respond, but instead kissed Thunderlane once more before letting her training take over. Kissing his neck, she moved down to his chest and then stomach, removing his pants before beginning to lick and then suck on Thunderlane's straining, erect cock.

"Good girl." Thunderlane murmured as he leaned back to enjoy Scootaloo's thanks. He sighed in content as he felt Scootaloo take almost half of his cock down her throat before she began bobbing her head back and forth, wanting to show Thunderlane just how much she appreciated his efforts for helping her gain enough strength to even attempt trying out for the Wonderbolts.

Grabbing the last syringe in the case, Thunderlane picked it up and carefully held it sideways above his head, eyeing the golden-yellow liquid inside of the glass and smiled. It had taken him almost a year to come up with the current formula for his steroid, which only the most advanced drug tests could pick up. It had never been good enough to pass the test that the Wonderbolts used to weed out the ponies who tried to cheat their way in, but the day he was promoted to oversee the drug test results was his golden ticket to a booming side business. He was shocked when Scootaloo agreed to sacrifice her ethics to get into the Wonderbolts by any means necessary, and even happier when she admitted that she didn't have enough bits to pay for his special drug. However, after the first few doses of the steroid Thunderlane saw that she wouldn't need the drug for long and tried to figure out how he could delay her progress.

Thankfully, the answer was simple to find and manufacture. All it took was mixing the steroid with water and another drug he made at home himself.

Ground up hoofies dissolved in water solved a lot of problems for Thunderlane.