Normally, the jaunt to the orchard from the barn was refreshing. A spirited walk to a rosy red crop that filled Applejack with a sense of accomplishment. The orchard had been in her family for years and for years it always drew the biggest, bountiful harvest in the town. From her first wobbly steps, to the awkward staggering of her teens, to the full, robust strides of a powerful woman, Applejack had never once peered at her orchard with anything but the deepest sense of pride.
And all it took was a single bet from Rarity, to turn that pride into a stark contrast of fear. Now that refreshing jaunt was an eternity of suffering. That rosy red crop a stoic sign of her humiliation, long standing and never to be forgotten, and the girl whom once claimed Applejack's title of "Best Friend" had drawn from her cruelest of resources to ensure that title would never be held by her again.
Rarity grinned her perfect, flawless smile, and stood poised and staunch at the wide double doors of the barn. Just beyond the shadows of the barn doors stood Applejack, breathing in the heavy heedy scent of hay and dirt. Even with her frame completely hidden in the darkness of the barns interior, Rarity could still make out the deep crimson hue caressing her friends cheeks.
"Step out." A crisp command- not a wavering hint of hesitation. Applejack felt the insides of her ears burn. Her hips arched forward, and one foot trudged in front of the other- tugged by the invisible leash of honesty and integrity. Like Rarity had asked, she presented herself fully- her sun bronzed body completely nude, glistening in the sunlight. Powerful body perfectly bronzed from years of arduous farm work. Delicate curls of perfect gold bouncing from her head down to modest breasts. A rippled belly and massive thighs, and the gentle brush of gold hidden above the dusky treasure of womanhood. But the real treasure- the head turning, mouth watering, eye popping treasure, was the girl's perfect backside- A sight Rarity eagerly, and greedily beheld. The twin globes of her bottom were easily the fullest, firmest, plumpest part of her body. Perfectly sculpted from years of kicking had given the farm girl a legendary ass that was rumored to snap necks. The deliciously thick cheeks wobbled back and forth, bouncing lazily from one hip to the other like the ebb and flow of the ocean. Struggling for space and lewdly grinding against the deep, dark canyon, Applejack's butt cheeks were second only to Celestia's in magnificence. But what made her so hopelessly sought after was the sensitivity. The slightest squeeze, pinch or slap, left a gentle ripple through that plentiful rump flesh, but the dark divide in the center was even worse. The slightest fingertip gliding along Applejack's poor bare bottom crack was enough to set the girl into a flustered, whimpering state of arousal.
"One full basket of apples, I believe. Twas our deal, was it not?" Rarity asked- her gaze drifting across Applejacks frame. The big girl was blushing furiously standing in front of Rarity as she was- stark naked and being examined. Every private, personal curve of Applejack on display for Rarity's amusement- or inspection...or judgment. It forced a tremble through her and she swallowed a lump in her throat. Rarity took her time slowly stepping in close, drawing in Applejack's scent and parading around the girl in slow, practiced steps.
"Very nice..."She whispered- another shiver trickled down Applejack's spine. The cold, delicate fingertips of Rarity's slender digits was the last thing Applejack expected to feel, but the touch came none the less- cupping the full cheeks of her bountiful rear end with a gentle squeeze.
"Very nice indeed." Rarity whispered, watching the blush on Applejack triple in it's intensity. Slowly, she groped both cheeks eagerly in her palms, and watched Applejack's nipples perk right up in the process. Plump, thick, peach colored nubs, that begged for attention, but rarely found the satisfaction of a long firm suckle. No, the girl's prominent bottom drew away any and all attention, with it's tick-tocking sway, and perfect curves, making many a mountain road jealous.
"Shall we take to the orchards then?" Rarity asked, gently patting Applejack's wide backside with her slender fingers. The farm girl squirmed helplessly and immediately shook her head and Rarity grinned her favorite sinister grin.
"Oh...if you'd like to back out on our wager, that's just fine with me. I can always use your body for something else. Between you and me, Applejack, I've always wanted to play 'Connect-the-dots." Rarity whispered, gently dipping her index finger against the prominent 'Y' Applejack's full rump created at the bottom of her spine. She trailed her fingertips softly along the freckles that dotted her rump, and grinned wickedly at Applejack's reaction, the touch drawing a helpless whine from Applejack's lips, and the naked girl gave a quiet squeak at the sensation that rippled through her.
With a fiendish grin, Rarity levitated a basket from the barn, hovering it over before dropping it down just in front of Applejack. She had won her prize, and there was no way she would see it slip through her fingers...
"Well, let us walk, darling, I've things to do today. Pick up the basket- and bend over to do so. " Rarity whispered quietly, trailing her fingers up to the small of Applejack's back, not pulling away from the touch of the other girl, splaying her fingers out so the tip of her middle finger, danced and tickled just at the apex of Applejack's rump crack.
"Rares...Rare's ya'll don't need ta do this..." Applejack sputtered- her voice the barest whisper of what it once was. Gone was the proud, commanding southern accent- replaced with a shy, girlish little squeak that only increased in fever and pitch as Applejack felt Rarity's fingers exploring the generous curves of her rear end.
"Of course not, darling. I want to do this. Now bend over and fetch the basket." Rarity commanded, her vicious grin widening in sync with the blush that spread over Applejack's face. They both knew what was coming- it was inevitable, and slowly, soundlessly, Applejack bent forward to clutch the basket between her fingers.
"What a breathtaking moon...absolutely gorgeous!" Rarity squeaked, as Applejack bent forward, and just when Applejack thought she might get away with only a hint of humiliation from Rarity's words, the clap came down like thunder.
WHAP!
The twin globes bounced and wobbled, dancing spryly from the firm impact of Rarity's slender digits across Applejack's poor naked tush.
"Damn it, Rarity, ya'll never said nothing abou-" Applejack snarled, before her voice was cut off by Rarity- whom suddenly thrust herself forward in front of the other woman.
"Shut. Up." She snapped- her fingers dipping down low to find the delicate, private junction hidden between Applejack's thighs. The farm girl drew in a sharp breath as Rarity effortlessly and lewdly thrust her fingers forward- punctuating the intrusion with an embarrassingly loud wet squish.
"I am going to play with your body- specifically, your derriere as much as I want and there is nothing you can do about it. You lost our wager, and it was you whom chose to accept my terms in the first place. I am going to do as I please with you, Applejack, and if that includes, multiple, helpless, screaming orgasms on your part until you are a quivering mass of babbling pleasure, then so be it! Do I make myself clear!?" Rarity snarled, her voice suddenly, frightfully harsh and commanding- enough to make the giant farm girl feel only a few inches tall.
"...I...uh...Ahem. " Applejack sputtered, before sheepishly nodding her head. Pulling her fingers from AJ's sex, Rarity glared with eyes narrowed, and arms crossed over her chest. That wasn't good enough and Applejack knew it.
"Y-yes........Mistress." She squeaked. Rarity's gaze didn't soften in the slightest, and slowly she twisted a finger around, indicating Applejack needed to follow suit. Slowly, Applejack twirled about, taking Rarity's silent command to heart, and froze when she felt the cold fingertips, pressing her forward- pushing her against the side of the barn.
"You are wasting time. Had you just decided to march to the orchard and pick the apples in the nude, we'd have been done by now. I specifically chose this time in the morning to save you the humiliation of being seen by accident by any one wandering around. Now, I think we're going to need to add some color to those beautiful cheeks of yours." Rarity explained, arching her arm back and letting gravity punctuate her lecture- crashing her fingers across the upturned aft end of the golden curled girl in front of her. Applejack yelped, her poor behind wobbling under the firm blow from Rarity's fingertips. The twin cheeks bounced and jiggled against once and other, the blow enough to expose the pink, secret star hidden between the plump cheeks. She slapped again- and again, alternating her tiny fingers across those two wide cheeks, forcing the intensity of the humiliated blush on Applejack's other end to furiously increase.
The blows of course weren't enough to hurt; Applejack's fat bottom was easily thick enough to protect her from Rarity's strokes, but the principle of the matter- the humiliating completely nude spanking outside was wreaking havoc on her- just the way Rarity wanted.
For the better half of an hour, Rarity amused herself with the bouncing jiggle of Applejack's naked rear end. She experimented with her slaps, clapping the topmost part of her rump cheeks like she were dribbling a basketball and watched the resulting bounce. She pulled the plump hills apart, and let them smack together and struck at an upward angle to watch the flesh ripple and quiver in turn. Once those full, bouncing globes had turned a delicious shade of strawberry pink, Rarity stopped; reaching out to glide her palms across the heated half-moons Applejack presented to her.
"Turn around." The next command scraped past Applejack's ears, and the reaction was immediate. She spun on the spot, and gasped when Rarity leaned forward, brazenly pressing her lips into Applejack's in a possessive, suckling kiss.
At the same time- her fingers drove home, pressing fiercely between her thighs and a wet squish filled her ears. Applejack was soaking wet- just like Rarity knew she would be. Squirming, Applejack found herself pressed against the barn's wall, completely naked and outside, with Rarity's fingers thrashing between her legs- plunging in and out of her sex with reckless abandon.
"Thaaats it...God, you taste so sweet...give into me, Applejack." Rarity whispered, perking her ears at the sound of Applejack's ragged breathing. She loved every moment of this- making Applejack gasp silently, lewdly fingering her best friend in public, the dominant control over the massive cow gal- it was an intoxicating rush.
"R-Rares...Haaa...I'm...I'm gonna..." Applejack gasped, bracing herself for the orgasm that never came. The sensations all stopped- all at once, forcing her eyes to snap open in surprise and leaving her panting- gasping for a climax that wasn't there.
"I think not." Rarity quipped, casually dabbling her tongue across her sticky, girl soaked fingertips. "You, darling, have apples to pick. I've wasted enough time here on your wide behind. Like I said, I've got things to do today. "Rarity snapped, crossing her arms and watching Applejack squirm in confusion. She couldn't be serious- there was no way Rarity would just leave her like this- but one glance at her cruel mistress screamed otherwise.
"Lets get to work, Applejack! MARCH!" Rarity snapped- and Applejack quickly grasped the basket and started down the path to the orchard- her cherry red bottom wobbling casually behind her; a personal sign of submission to Rarity who watched greedily. Every movement drew her attention to the trickling wetness between her thighs, and that only served to remind AJ how desperately she wanted an orgasm. She was hopelessly turned on, and every other step, she felt Rarity's fingers giving her broad butt a few 'encouraging' pats as she walked along towards the trees in the orchard. It was going to be a very long day indeed...
Author's Note
I don't even know anymore.
Inspired by: http://sunnyq.deviantart.com/
