“A Gentleman’s Price”

by AJ Aficionado

It had taken me forever to make them go away.

Getting Lily Valley out of the house for a night is a miraculous feat in and of itself, but getting both her and Daisy out of my mane took weeks of plotting. I arranged to have Lily Valley, my adorashy roommate, make the weekly flower delivery in my stead. Since deliveries are typically made after business hours this inevitably leads to an overnight stay in Canterlot, which just happened to coincide with my boss, Daisy, spending the night with her marefriend, Dizzy Twister. I suspected Daisy might have been on to me — she knows better than anypony how I get during heat — but her silence was appreciated all the same.

Then again, if she knew the whole story, she wouldn’t have been so obliging. I could easily imagine what Daisy, my conservative-minded friend and lead-mare of our happy little bunch, would say: “Roseluck, you are the only mare I know who can have any stallion she wants but would waste money on a human comfort horse!”

She wouldn’t understand it: The need to be broken and tamed. It isn’t something I can ask of any of the humans who frequent my shop — they’re so silly when it comes to expressing themselves sexually — and certainly not the occasional griffin who likes their prey a bit more lively…

She wasn’t wrong of course, my cutie mark of a red rose has always been a sign of my true talent: romancing stallions.

Even as I lit the candles in the living room and scattered the rose petals across the floor, I imagined the alien’s presence lurking in the shadows. A shiver ran through me at the thought of him; the hunter I’d so foolishly tempted.

I wished I could stop sweating! I’d already taken two showers that day and I still felt like I’d been for a swim in Saddle Lake. I made my way towards the bathroom for what I hoped would be my last. But did I even have the time? He could be here at any moment!

Heat and pressure building in my loins, I glimpsed the floral patterned cushion on the recliner in my living room. Maybe I should clop to take the edge off? I'd thought to myself at the time. The heat was unbearable, and saving myself for this human was only making things worse! Unable to restrain myself, I gave my slit another swipe with my hoof, a gasp escaping my lips.

No! I can’t. Where is this Gentleman anyway?

After a quick shower, I looked into the mirror as I was toweling off. Would he find me suitable prey? My pink and red mane and tail were not too dissimilar from a human mare’s mane — a woman’s mane rather — and my pale yellow coat is very similar to a fair-skinned humans complexion, at least to my eyes. Still, I was painfully conscious of how foreign I must look to humans, especially with larger and dumber versions of ourselves living on their world.

I cast all suspicions from my mind. There were plenty of men who were into mares, and the kind woman at Gentleman For Mares told me mares are their specialty. Well duh, it's in the name! I’m just being silly now; I reassured myself.

Towel in hoof, I decided to wait in the living room until he showed up. I set the towel down onto the recliner and sat on it upright. Lyra wasn’t kidding, it is a comfortable way to sit! As the minutes dragged by, the burning in my nethers became too great. I leaned back and gave myself over to the need, gently parting my slit with my hoof and rubbing vigorously at the sensitive nub. I tried to imagine how my stalker might react as he watched me ravage myself. Would he look on with desire at the effect he was having on his helpless victim, or would he be upset that she was stealing his prize by doing the deed herself? My hoof was slick with my own juices, moans coming out louder and louder with each swipe. I felt myself nearing climax when I heard a knock at the door.

I felt my heart stop. “Who... who is it?” I gasped, knowing full well that my time had come.

“It's Stuntman, may I come inside?” The voice from the other side of the door called back, asking for entry as had been arranged.

The realization hit me like a brick: there was a man behind that door, a predator, and If I admitted him he was going to have his way with me. A wave of paralyzing fear hit me and I whimpered softly. This is crazy! Why did I ask for this!?

I brought myself under control and, mustering all my courage and desire, answered back as calmly as I could manage, which wasn’t very. “C-come in!” I couldn’t quite keep the tremor from my voice.

The door opened revealing a handsome, towering figure illuminated by candlelight stepped inside d from the darkness. He was dressed in a black human hunting outfit; the only thing not black were his leg coverings which were white. He had fair skin and a light blonde mane; I nearly came on the spot when I saw the whip in his hand. “You! You monster!” I shouted, my fear almost instantly giving way to ecstasy. He was here, and this was really going to happen! My hoof continued to work on my aching marehood as he began to strip out of his jacket and then his shirt baring his muscular chest and abdomen.

He smiled, revealing his small but straight teeth. “Cornered at last my clever little pony! You won't be escaping fate by your own hoof I'm afraid...” He took my lust-soaked hoof in his hand and licked it clean.

A loud moan escaped my lips and for a moment I forgot about how scared I was. The pleasure was almost unreal, and he hadn’t even gotten started yet!

He got directly in my face, his tiny gray eyes taking me in. He grinned, letting me see his pointy incisors up close, sending another shiver of mingled fear and desire through me

I flinched but glared at him defiantly. I wasn’t about to give him the pleasure of seeing me terrified, even if I was. Judging by the approving look he gave me, he was very impressed. He tilted my head back and gave my neck a long wet lick before blowing gently on it. I nearly jolted out of my seat! He gave a small chuckle and began kissing up the length of my neck and muzzle before parting my lips with a swipe of his diminutive tongue, and took me into his mouth in a passionate yet sloppy kiss.

“You are a brave little pony, Roseluck. I've looked forward to this day ever since I discovered you. I will give you the opportunity to flee and I will catch you again, and again, and again until you can go on no longer! I will watch you stagger through these woods until you fall. Then and only then will I grant you release!” he taunted.

“Murderer!” I gasped, as he lifted me up out of my seat to a standing position. The hunger in eyes was simultaneously the most arousing and most terrifying thing I had ever experienced. The grip of his powerful arms was oppressive, and yet filled me with a strange sense of... control? Yes! He was surely mine even as he sought to break me to his will, to make me his prey...

His pressed open my lips with his tongue at an angle to bypass my teeth, his hands caressing my rump and teasing my belly with a long, flexible finger. He could make the kill right now, open me up and feast on me, but he couldn’t help himself. His need was to keep me alive, and mine to keep his need intact. I drove my tongue deeper into his mouth, swiping his incisors with my tongue and earning a moan from my aspiring master. I allowed myself a moment of pride before remembering that I was only making his ultimate victory sweeter. He responded by teasing my marehood with his fingers, winning him a moan from me in return. My nethers blazed with unbearable heat; surely he would be overcome soon and release me from this agony!

Instead, he picked me up effortlessly and placed me on the floor facing the hallway I knew led up upstairs. “Run, little pony!” he ordered from behind me, I heard and felt the crack of a whip mere inches from my backside. I whinnied as loud as I could, and in a haze of lust and panic, ran upstairs and into my bedroom.

Upon entering my first instinct was to hide, so I dove into the closet and searched in the darkness for a blanket or something to cover me up — I’d put some in there for just that purpose. And yet, when I groped in the dark, my hooves grabbed at a couple of old boxes, but nothing else. I found that rather strange, whose closet is this anyway? My nose, as if in response, finally detected the scent of fresh lilies. Oh horseapples!

Before I could fully comprehend my new predicament, and that of my roommate, the closet door opened and the warm flickering light of a kerosene lamp cast the sight of my hunter in shadow. A pair of arms grabbed me around my middle and picked me up… “Lily’s gonna kill me!” I murmured, finally realizing I was in her bedroom, not my own. He didn’t seem to react to my words, except to lightly grasp my tail and lift it up, exposing myself to him.

“Such a feral creature you are, my little pony! You clearly need to be broken!” I felt him drape the harness I’d requested over me and began to strap me in. I felt hot and faint as he did so, my greatest fantasy finally brought to life as my tail was immobilized by the strap which connected it to my head. I took the bit in my mouth noiselessly. I felt sorry for poor Lily and the state she was going to find her bed in after, but I was desperate with need and ready to be broken. Now!

“God, you’re beautiful.” The hunter’s voice had lost its hardened edge and he spoke with a gentle almost loving caress.

Oh Celestia, he is mine! I moaned loudly, my aching marehood dripping with need.

To my mingled shock and ecstasy, I felt his tongue lick at my dock. No stallion would ever dare! My legs trembled from a combination of fear and desperate need. After bringing me close and backing me off, I felt the shaft of his stallionhood glide along my entrance, he was going to use my own cum to break me in just as I’d requested.

“I could finish you now, but we're only getting started...” He placed the rounded tip of his member into my tail hole, his massive girth making itself readily apparent as he slowly began to push deeper inside…

I grunted and bit down for all its worth, eyes watering. Despite his careful pace, I felt intense pressure and no small amount of pain as I felt my body stretch to accommodate his thickness. As he continued to plunge himself into me, however, the pain began to subdue and was replaced by sheer exhilaration; my pathetic whimpering soon replaced with blissful moaning. Even as he held my flanks, his fingers gently massaged the hair of my cutie mark. I had met his approval.

It was the most wonderful experience I’d ever had!

Still, it wasn’t enough; I needed more of him inside of me! As he would thrust into me, I started thrusting back, meeting him halfway. Taking the hint he tightened his grip on me, and quickened his pace, carrying us both over the threshold into orgasm. The tall, handsome predator roared as he came inside of me, even as I squealed into my bit.

I heard him panting behind me, smelled the light musk of his sweaty body. I imagined what it felt like for him to be standing over his wounded prey, knowing it was only a matter of time before his helpless quarry gave into him fully...

He nipped at my ears to let me know he was in control before turning me around to face him. “You're making good progress, but in your eyes you still resist me.”

I snorted at him and gave him a defiant nicker. You’ll have to do better than that, monster!

“Shall we try it again little pony?” he said mischievously.

Unable to speak through the bit, I nodded twice, a little frantically.

“Good girl.” He nibbled at my ears again before letting me turn back around.

He must have really been impressed with my flanks and rump because he continued to run his hands over them, prodding me at times gently with his wonderful fingers. Lyra had not been wrong about those; human hands truly are ‘a-ma-zing!’

He wasted little time before he began plowing into me again with reckless abandon, his slow, disciplined technique all but forgotten, as each thrust drove him to the hilt of all my already loosened tail. I locked my knees into place determined to make him feel each repetition, even as I squealed louder and louder. I marveled at his stamina, and his power. He knew exactly what he was doing, as when either of us got close, he would slow down before hilting himself until the danger had passed. Finally, when my legs began to shake as soreness crept back into my consciousness, he lifted my back legs off of the bed and plowed me with everything he had until we both had climaxed again. I collapsed to the bed, my barrel heaving with exhaustion as he fell next to me, equally drained.

He clumsily worked to remove the bridle from me, a smile gracing his handsome face. "You are the finest prey I've ever hunted Roseluck, you have earned for yourself a place among the stars! I will give you the release you desire."

“Not if you can't catch me, demon!" I stood on four wobbly legs and willed myself not to faceplant off the bed and into the floor. I gave him a playful wink, and leaped from the bed onto the floor, making my way to what I hoped would be the correct room…

*****

The second time was a charm in this case. I closed the door behind me and threw myself onto my bed. For a brief moment of craziness, I wondered if he really was going to eat me. I laid on my back, and grabbed my tail hugging it like it was my only friend in the world…

My door opened and there he was again, fully erect and ready to go in for the kill.

A-are you going to eat me now? Are you going to open me up and devour me piece by piece?” I continued to clutch my tail.

He climbed into bed with me and began to run his fingers through my mane. “If I did that Roseluck, then the hunt would end.”

I released my grip on my tail and looked at him curiously wondering what he meant.

“I will, however, give you the release I promised earlier.” He took my right forehoof in his hand and kissed it.

So help me, Celestia, I will lay claim to this man’s soul forever!

He invited me to climb on top of him. I didn’t have to say a word: the look in my eyes declared my intention to make him mine. I lowered myself slowly onto his rigid member, devouring his length one inch at a time. Oh, I wanted it right then in the midst of my estrus, but I wanted him to remember my face among all the other mares he’d slept with. Having given him a taste of the fire, I gave myself to him totally, thrusting myself again and again onto him, his grunts telling me I was leaving a lasting impression. Holding my hoof in his hand he drew me into a wild, passionate kiss as he came inside of me, temporarily extinguishing my agonizing heat. We lay side by side holding that kiss for what seemed an eternity, his hands caressing my neck and mane, as my forehooves ran themselves over his muscular physique.

When the kiss finally broke, he treated me to what must have been every position he’d ever learned. Satisfied and sore after hours of non-stop rutting, I drifted off to sleep repeating my vow internally to make him mine one day.

*****

I woke up just a few hours later. Like clockwork, every morning I wake up to go tend to the roses in my greenhouse out back, even on off-days like this morning. The kind mare on the other end of the line at Gentleman For Mares had told me I’d have him for the night and it was hours from daylight. As nice as it would be to lay there in his arms, enjoying his warmth and company; I felt I should treat him right, and make him breakfast before he left.

I nuzzled his face gently, and gave his neck a lick; he looked up at me eagerly, “We’ve still got some time. Want another round, Rose?”

I considered it, only to shake my head. My heat was sated, and I did have work to do. “A tempting thought Stuntman, but it'll be light soon. I'm usually up around this time anyway to get my flowers prepared, so I was thinking I could make you breakfast?” I suggested hopefully.

“That sounds great, Rose. I appreciate it!” He ran a hand through my mane and gave me a kiss as thanks.

We untangled ourselves from each other and he carried the lamp while we made our way past Lily’s room. In my giddiness from the night’s frivolities, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?” the Gentleman asked.

“That's my friend Lily's room you chased me into last night. She's going to freak out when she sees what we did to it! The smell will be in there forever!” I rubbed my forehooves together. I don’t know why I’m so evil to the poor mare sometimes. She’s a really sweet gal, but she’s just so cute when she’s mad!

Stuntman gave me a strange look somewhere between horrified and impressed. He grinned back at me.

Being considerably more polite than your average predator, the Gentleman insisted on helping to clean up the house. I told him he didn’t have to — for all the good that did me — but he insisted on it anyway saying he feared for my safety when my friend came home. If only all stallions would be so noble! I offered him a shower, but he told me he would get one first thing after he left, so I helped myself to it.

After cooking the oatmeal and setting the table, Stuntman joined me for breakfast. He’d been mopping and sweeping up after me, and I felt a wave of overpowering shame blanket me. I must really look like a mental case, asking this nice man with his amazing flanks and beautiful chest to come and chase me around my own house…

I couldn’t take it anymore. The awkwardness beginning to overwhelm me, I had to know. "Stuntman... can I ask you something?”

“You already have, but you may ask me another question,” he replied, a cocky grin on his face.

Ugh! I hate when ponies say that! I let him know by punching him in the arm.

“Ow! Geez, sorry what was your question?” He winced in pain.

I felt bad for him but was feeling worse for myself at the moment. “Do you think I'm crazy?” my breath caught as I awaited his answer.

“That's a fine question to ask after punching someone!” He rubbed his arm for emphasis.

“I'm serious, Stuntman!” I couldn’t look at him anymore. I burned with guilt that I made him a party to my unnatural desires.

He gave me a wan grin. "We're all a bit crazy, I suppose, but you mean well. You do seem to have a real daredevil streak about you that's been held down for too long. Oh, and a pretty mean jab too.” He rubbed his arm ruefully again.

I must have hit him pretty hard. Nice going Roseluck, really smooth! “Some daredevil I am! I paid for you to come here and scare me half to death.”

“Actually, I really admire what you did last night Rose,” he replied softly.

I couldn’t believe it. Was this man a trained liar as well? How could anything I did last night reflect well on me? I snorted my disbelief into the hooves covering my face.

“No I'm serious! You did what a lot of folks go their whole lives avoiding — you stood up to yourself. I saw it in your eyes, Rose, saw how you were terrified but determined to see it through. Fear is a nemesis to be conquered, and you did it.” He ran his wonderful fingers through my mane again, and I felt myself begin to warm.

I uncovered my face and looked at him once more; he was smiling and there was genuine warmth in his eyes and sincerity in his voice. He really didn’t see me as some kind of freak!

Relief broke over me like a brand-new day. “You make getting rutted under the tail in your friend’s room sound so heroic,” I said sardonically.

We both shared a good laugh and finished up breakfast. By daybreak, the house was almost good as new, besides the smell in Lily’s room. I’d be making it up to her one way or another, probably end up pulling double-shifts at the flower stand. Totally worth it!

Stuntman gave me his card. It had his name and I.D. number on it. “If you want another good chase, just ask for Stuntman.”

“I think I’d like that. I guess this is goodbye for now. Maybe next time we could have a bite to eat before you...eat me.” This game has only just begun, handsome! I thought to myself.

He took my hoof in his hand and kissed it. “As you wish, my worthy prey.”

I briefly considered having him once more on the couch but thought better about it. No use angering Daisy too. “Goodbye, monster!”

“Farewell, little pony!” Dressed in his hunter’s uniform and donning his helmet, he walked out into the early morning.

Away to his next mare...

I sighed. Next time, monster. Next time...

Author's Note

I could write a story that doesn't have Roseluck in it, but where would be the fun in that?

Edit:5/22/2018 I just downloaded grammarly and it's wonderful.