Pleather-bound Heart

Silverchain grumbled as she went through the stacks of paperwork for her business. For a few glorious seconds, she considered just closing the shop. Never having to deal with any of this paperwork again. She abandoned the notion quickly. Even though the shop did little aside from pay for itself, it was the main way she founds clients and buyers. She and Jadewing didn't go to very many events pertaining to their sexual desires anymore, so they met very few from that. Occasionally a friend, client or customer would send others their way, but that was rare as well. Without the shop, she'd have almost no way to actually meet customers. As much trouble as the shop was, it paid for itself in networking.

She considered for another moment just closing the shop, quitting entirely and depending on Jadewing's income. The pegasus did technically make enough for the two of them to live comfortably. Money would be a bit tight from time to time, but they'd get by. Less treats and fun times. But, that too would lead to troubles she didn't want to risk. She'd seen too many relationships torn apart from money. They had been able to keep it a non-issue in their relationship only because of all the work they did on keeping it that way.

While Jadewing received a steady paycheck, it could only support them moderately. However, the shop made very little money, but every few months it got her a commission or sale that gave them a nice influx of bits and allowed them to go a bit wild. As such, they'd set up a joint account that they paid for all the bills and bigger toys with, and each allowed themselves a moderate allowance to which they trusted each other to adhere too. They also allowed each other a present allowance, so they could buy each other special gifts when they wanted.

There wasn't enough paperwork in all the world to make her want to throw off that balance. If she left the shop, all the money would come from her pet. She might become angry and bitter due to feelings of guilt for having to have her pay for everything. Jadewing might start feeling used in a non-sexy way. She'd seen relationships fall apart due to things like that and she just couldn't bear the thought of it. As strong as their relationship was, it was only strong because they both worked very hard to keep it that way. Besides, she loved her job even if she hated certain parts of it.

She paused and glanced out the window, thinking of her little pegasus. Despite the fact it had been nice and warm earlier, now it was cold and raining, the water coming down in thick drops. They'd known the rain was coming, but had planned to get to their camping spot and all set up before it hit. However, they had left late so she doubted they'd succeeded.

Right now Jadewing was probably trying to set up her tent, the rain splattering down as she worked. Every inch of her body coated in liquid. She was probably naked too. Just the thought of her pet working in the rain, mane and coat completely molded to her body, every single movement amplified by the layers of moisture made the earth pony squirm in her seat as her cheeks flooded with color. By the time she looked back to her work, her breath had gotten faster as well.

Oh yes, not stirring up issue in their relationship was definitely worth a little extra paperwork. A whole mountain of it if it meant she got to spend more time stroking and spanking that cute little plot of hers rather than staring as it walked off in a huff.

She looked back at the paperwork and tried to finish it, instead her mind kept drifting back to her little pet. Working desperately to hammer her stakes into the ground, soaked from head to hooves with water dribbling down her form. Those adorable little wings occasionally flicking out to try to get a little bit of moisture off. Her tail up as she tried to keep the damp thing from rubbing against her booty, she so hated getting wet tail for that reason.

From there her mind quickly went to cleaning off the little pegasus. Taking her into the bathroom and slowly soaping her up as the hot, steamy water cascaded down her body. Stroking and exploring every single inch of her as she begged for mercy but received none. She'd start by pinning the pegasus down and running the loofah over every single inch of her. Making sure to get between the feathers too. She'd be gentle, of course. Make her little pet long for it, yearn for it. Burn with desire. Then the real fun would start. She could maybe bring one of their toys in with them, torment her pet for hours. After all, they had a full weekend to make up for.

She licked her lips as she thought of which toy to bring. She cringed as she remembered a few of the toys that turned out to backfire. She thought about the charged hoof mittens she'd bought that had been marked 'safe for water use'. They were supposed to send out weak little shocks into her pet's body. However, when used Jadewing had called them 'less tormenting and exciting' and 'more awkward and annoying'. It, sadly, wasn't the first or last time one of their toys had turned out to be a completely useless flop.

She grinned none the less. That was the beauty of their relationship. For every failed toy there were three more that were successful. And for every ten of those, they could usually find one that was so mind numbingly wonderful that they could spend weeks playing with it before they wanted to try something new.

She leaned back and glanced at the papers. “Well, so much for getting any actual work done.” She got to her hooves and trotted to the kitchen, opening the freezer and pulling out a popsicle. She hoped the cold would help calm her down and remove some of the excitement raging through her veins. She sat back at the desk and tried to focus, the cold treat helping her relax a little.

However, even when it was finished she found herself unable to focus, her mind drifting back to Jadewing with every passing second. Silverchain finally stacked the papers up and slid them to the side, before looking down. “This is your fault, you know,” she told her hips before pulling over a few stapled pieces of paper. It was the purchase order from Enigma, listing all the requirements to design this special toy. She narrowed her eyes as she read through them. Apparently he didn't want the measurements themselves, he wanted to come and measure Jadewing himself. She'd done a bit more research after talking with his agent and was fairly certain he was legit. However, the request sent off all kinds of alarms in her head. What if he wasn't that good or he just used his talents as an excuse to grope her pet? She swore if that was what he was after, she'd make his life a living nightmare. Tartarus had no wrath like the lover of a mare molested.

She then sighed and kept reading. Maybe she was being a bit too hard, though. The stallion made numerous mentions and requests for safety. He had been very thorough in his mentions of any allergies or weaknesses either of them had. Fortunately, neither of them they had anything to worry about, so she wasn't concerned about that. But the stallion had likely been out of practice for a long, long time. It was possible all his requests were just because of nerves and fear of failure. Especially considering the amount of bits he was charging for such a thing.

Though, the more she thought about it the more sure she was that it would be worth it. She couldn't wait. The design was something she'd been considering for a long, long time, but never had a chance to order. Jadewing had a certain kink for being completely exposed and helpless, unable to defend herself. Restrained. She always found it a little humorous considering what she worked in.

Then again, they had played prison guard and escaped, vengeful convict more times than she could count, so perhaps it wasn't too surprising.

She licked her lips and glanced back towards the phone. She doubted there was any reception out where her lover was, but she was still tempted to give it a try. Instead, she pulled out the contract and flipped through to the end, where a few designs had been drawn. Very, very crude designs. While he may have had a great imagination and a thriving talent for naughty creations, an artist he was not. She'd seen better drawings from earth pony foals who were just learning.