Sweating Bullets...Still Life

Maud looked down and saw the red stallion's erection.

"To be expected from an animal of your nature.", Maud said in an irritated tone. Maud started to trot away from Big Mac, but something kept her in her spot. She could not keep her focus away from Bic Mac's mighty erection. Maud then shook her head and her eyes began to twitch.

"NO! Ha Ha Ha! You think this will work?! I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO! YOU WERE EXPECTING THIS WEREN'T YOU?! I KNEW IT! WELL, FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I WILL NOT FALL VICTIM TO SOMEONE LIKE YOU! YOU THINK YOU ARE CLEVER DON'T YOU? HA! HOW WRONG YOU ARE! YOU ARE GOING TO NEED TO BE PUNISHED! I WILL...WI...W...". Maud was seething with rage and frustration, not knowing what to do with it. Her disheveled hair, her small pupils, and her smile, were all indicators of this.

Big Mac was still trying to process what Maud had said. Maud stared at Big Mac's large member. She then again lowered herself to it. She rolled Big Mac around to where his underbelly was facing up. The grey mare's face only displayed arousal, her hair was now batted down and a  little wet, and she seemed a little more relaxed. She began to rub Big Mac's underbelly with her hoof in a circular motion.

"I bet this is just what you wanted me to do didn't you...you want me to lay back and let you take me...is this correct...?". Maud's voice was now soft, soothing, and seductive. Her words were so soft and relaxing that they could put any filly to sleep. They were spoken in such a seductive way that Big Mac's erection throbbed with anticipation on every word. The red stallion could feel his penis getting stiffer and stiffer by just looking at her. A pony that instilled him in unmatched terror earlier is now filling him with warm and lustful feelings. The rubbing helped Big Mac feel even more relaxed.

"You want this...you want me...you know you do...you are always free here...I am your freedom...aren't I...?"

Big Mac's mouth was beginning to drool, his breathing rate was lower, and his nervous movement stopped altogether. Big Mac heard these phrases Maud was speaking to him. He was lost in his relaxation, but somehow aware enough to hear these questions.

"Eeyup...", Big Mac said, his speech being slurred.

"You want me...You want this...you know you do...", Maud said again.

Those words swam in his mind and sunk in. The red stallion was having a hard time thinking, and eventually just stopped.

"You are mine...you are not to stray from me...I am your obedience...is this correct?"

Big Mac could no longer seem to do anything else other than listen, understand, and respond to these words.

"Eeyup...", the stallion said, sounding even more slurred.

"I am your thoughts...I am your feelings...I am your needs...this is correct..."

"Eeeeyup...", Big Mac said, almost unable to speak.

"You may rest now, Big Red", Maud said.

Big Mac fell asleep immediately. Maud looked at Big Mac's body for a moment. She glanced back over at the pile of books she organized in a  nearby corner. The books had seemed to be arranged back into a certain order, all except one, which was lying on the floor and open to a random page. She kissed Big Mac on the forehead and went over to that book, closed it, and put it back on one of the book stacks. The book was labeled, "Basic and Advanced Mind tricks, Psychology, and More! Non-Magic Edition".

I really owe it to that dragon for all of these books... I have only read two, but the good thing is there is alot more to pillage through...

Maud noticed it was a bit too quiet and looked back at her captives. Pinkie was still knocked out, and Fluttershy was passed out, presumably from the alcohol. She strutted over to her victims. She licked the cheek of Pinkie, nibbled Fluttershy's ear, and snuggled her face against Bic Mac's under belly.

She went over to her little hay bed and began to rest. A satisfied smile was plastered on her face as she closed her eyes.

Maud arose from her hay bed feeling refreshed and well rested. The only sounds that were heard now were slight painful groans. She trotted over to her captives to check on them. Fluttershy was quietly groaning with pain, and a little puke puddle was on the ground in front of her. Pinkie's face displayed pain, but she made no sound. Big Mac was woozily turning his head, looking around.

"Fluttershy, are you not feeling well?"

Fluttershy tried to ignore Maud.

"I need to know what you feel like...so I can make you feel better...", Maud said, only with a little irritation in her voice.

Fluttershy took a deep breath and faced Maud.

"M-my...head hurts alot...and my stomach hurts alot..."

"Is there anything else?"

Fluttershy looked around the cellar, and then back at Maud.

"I-I...don't l-like...it here...", Fluttershy said, with fear in her voice.

Maud gave a stern gaze into the yellow mare's eyes. Then she gave a smile.

"You know, I could try to do something about that. If you don't tell me these things, then how are you supposed to like it here?"

"I just want to go home!", Fluttershy screamed.

Maud went to Fluttershy and smacked her with her hoof.

"Do not ever scream at me again! Do you want to get punished?!", Maud said, with seething rage.