Memories

by TheCamel

Rating: mature
Tags: Scootaloo, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Thunderlane, Sad, Anthro
Length: 13143

Thunderlane reminisces about days gone by... days spent with a certain younger pegasus who couldn't fly...

The tale of how poor Scootaloo wound up under Thunderlane's 'caring' wing, and maybe a bit on what Thunderlane is up to after the events of 'Never Gonna Make It'.

(...you guys wanted more Scootabuse, so here's more Scootabuse.)

FanFics inspired by this story: FanFic Epilogue to this story by Robinebra

Note: As before, all characters, including the CMC, are aged 18+.

WARNING: Contains rape, humiliation, slight drug use, and just plain messed-up sexy stuff.

Published 2015-05-26 07:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-06-07 01:34:06 UTC

1. Made the Headlines

DEATH AT EQUESTRIAN GAMES!

World Record Champion Rainbow Dash In Jail?

A young pegasus mare was found dead early this morning just outside The Golden Carriage Hotel in downtown Manehattan just hours after the conclusion of this year's Equestrian Games.

In what appears to be a gruesome suicide, Wonderbolt-hopeful Scootaloo was found dead just after 3 AM by a hotel employee leaving his shift. Some attendees of the Wonderbolt's celebration, hosted at the same hotel, were also leaving at the same time and were quick to arrive on scene and were able to identify the victim almost immediately. Response by the local police and Royal Guard was also swift due to all four Equestrian Princesses being in attendance of the party as well, though Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and Princess Cadence had left the hotel hours before the horrible scene was discovered.

Multiple witnesses confirmed that Princess Twilight Sparkle, Equestria's newest royal alicorn, was one of the first ponies to rush to the scene, as well as other members of the fabled Elements of Harmony. However, in a shocking and outrageous display of barbarism, newly promoted Wonderbolt 1st Lieutenant Rainbow Dash savagely attacked Princess Twilight Sparkle without reason or mercy, causing multiple bystanders to intervene and restrain the rogue pegasus. Wonderbolt Captain Spitfire and 1st Lieutenant Soarin were also quick to arrive on scene and are believed to have taken Rainbow Dash into custody, although the Royal Guard nor the Wonderbolts have confirmed this as of yet.

One witness, hotel employee Hot Plate, saw the entire fight. "She was out of control. She hit the princess right in the face! She knocked over two other mares and her own teammates had to restrain her. She's crazy!" he said, recalling the chaos and shock.

Though investigators have ruled the victim's death a suicide, they are currently investigating if Rainbow Dash's savage assault on Princess Twilight Sparkle is related to the incident at all. "We cannot rule out anything at this time, though this is definitely the strangest thing I have ever encountered. And I've met Discord!" one investigator has stated, though he wished to remain anonymous. It is believed that the Royal Guard will be handling the investigation, though there is some speculation the investigation may be tainted due to the fact that the Captain of the Royal Guard is none other than Princess Twilight Sparkle's brother, Captain Shining Armor.

Princess Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash have no known bad blood between them. Close friends of Her Highness report that they are the closest of friends as well but refuse to comment on why Rainbow Dash would turn violent. Members of the Wonderbolts also declined to comment on the friendship between the two. The only connection available on public record is that Scootaloo had tried out for the Wonderbolt's Academy during last year's trial examination but had failed multiple stages despite being sponsored by Rainbow Dash herself. Princess Twilight Sparkle, nor any of the other princesses, are involved in the judging for new recruits.

Rainbow Dash had just been promoted to Commander of the Wonderbolt's elite Competitive Flying Team, who participates in the Equestrian Games and other high profile races. Her promotion was unanimously approved by the Wonderbolt's command staff after her world record breaking eight gold medals at this year's Equestrian Games, though it is unknown at this time if her promotion and medals will be repealed due to these recent events. Decisions for both cases are usually made by one of the four Princesses of Equestria, though no comment has been made by any of them yet.

Thunderlane sighed as he folded his newspaper and set it aside. The topic that was plastered on every single newspaper in all of Equestria had confirmed the rumors he had heard upon his return to the hotel after he had spent a few hours at one of the nearby strip clubs; Scootaloo had taken her own life.

Thunderlane chuckled as he recalled his initial reaction to seeing the paper that was left outside his hotel room door that morning; he was absolutely positive that he would be headed to Tartarus once his connection to her was found out. However, the fear in his face evaporated and turned to a wicked grin once he saw that the young mare's death was being completely overshadowed by Rainbow Dash allegedly striking Twilight for some reason. He turned on the television in his room and saw that, like the paper, the media seemed more focused on Twilight being punched than the death of just another pony.

His confidence restored, Thunderlane walked over to his room safe and opened it up, taking out one of the full needles he had stashed away inside. Looking at the golden liquid inside, he grinned broadly as he recalled how much fun he had been able to have with the desperate pegasus and how quickly she had succumbed to his wishes. "Stupid foal." he muttered as he replaced the needle in the safe before strolling back to his bed.

A quick chirp from his phone caught Thunderlane's attention. He glanced at his screen and confirmed what he already knew; with Rainbow Dash's new attention, all Wonderbolts in Manehattan were to do carry out the media policy their elite team had in place; stay in and shut up until the investigation was over. Something of this magnitude was not going to just blow over overnight, and Thunderlane correctly guessed that they'd all be stuck inside the hotel for about a week. Still, with the Wonderbolt's covering all of his expenses, there were plenty of worse places to be stranded.

With a soft 'oomf', Thunderlane fell backwards onto his bed and held his phone over his head, opening up the photo gallery and scrolling through the hundreds of photos he had of a certain deceased mare. "Well, it wasn't a complete waste." he muttered to himself. "Should provide some good entertainment for me this week, at least."

Scrolling all the way up, Thunderlane stopped on a photo of Scootaloo taking off her shirt despite having a look of rage on her face. 'That was a fun first day.' he thought to himself...

2. Next Year... Skip It.

Wonderbolts Recruit Academy: Class XXVI Trials

Applicant: Scootaloo

Sponsored by: 2nd Lt. Rainbow Dash

Results: FAILED

No matter how long Scootaloo stared at the paper that had been handed to her, the words printed in black ink continued to stab her in the heart. She tried her best to refrain from crying, but despite her best efforts a few tears managed to break free and fall down her face, three of them landing on the paper still in her quivering hands.

'How could... I mean, I know I failed the endurance flight, but it was only by a few minutes! And my wing power has been improving, surely they must have taken that into account.' she thought almost in a panic. 'Maybe if... maybe if I speak to the instructors and explain my progress... that I'm a late flyer and am still improving! Yeah, that will... no it won't.'

Scootaloo crumpled the paper in her hand and gritted her teeth as the pain of defeat settled in. It was true that she was a late flyer- a very late one. She finally was able to experience the joys of truly soaring through the skies just a few years ago, but her endurance was still lacking as well as her wing power. Even upon her graduating high school, most fillies in middle school could fly longer and faster than she could. Still, that didn't stop her from training every single day for her dream of one day flying alongside her hero Rainbow Dash as a Wonderbolt, and on her 18th birthday Scootaloo was completely shocked and crying with joy as Rainbow personally handed her an acceptance letter to the next Wonderbolt Recruit Academy trial.

But all of those happy memories were now meaningless... she had failed.

"Hey, Scoots, there you are!" an excited familiar voice rang out.

Scootaloo felt her heart almost stop as she heard Rainbow Dash's voice calling out to her. There was only one thing she was dreading more than seeing that she had officially failed the exam to begin the rigorous Wonderbolts training, and that was telling her friend, hero, role model, and sponsor that she had failed. Rainbow Dash would surely be pissed; all Wonderbolts were supposed to have already made sure that anyone they sponsored could pass the physical agility test the first time, and the training command did not appreciate one of their own teammates wasting their time.

"H-hey there Rain... Rainbow Dash." Scootaloo said softly, staring at the ground while quickly stuffing her letter of rejection in her pocket.

Picking up the smaller pegasus while still in flight, Rainbow excitedly spun her protege around before landing back on the ground. "So? Tell me how it went! Who's gonna be your drill instructor?" she asked excitedly.

Scootaloo gulped, still unable to make eye contact. "I, uh..."

"I bet it's gonna be Spitfire, just like me. She's tough, real tough, but you'll definitely learn from the best. Well, one of them... then once you graduate and are flying with me, THEN you'll learn all the real tricks!"

"I didn't make it!" Scootaloo suddenly burst, the anger at herself boiling over quicker than she had expected.

Rainbow's jaw dropped in surprise, both from the volume of her friend's declaration as well as from the news itself. "You... huh?" she asked in disbelief.

Nodding in defeat, Scootaloo slowly brought out her crumpled paper and handed it over to her mentor, clenching her eyes shut as Rainbow opened the paper back up and quickly zeroed in on Scootaloo's result.

"Failed? No way, this has to be some mistake!"Rainbow exclaimed as she held the paper at arm's length. "I've seen you fly myself, there's no way you could have..."

Rainbow's voice trailed off as she turned the paper over to analyze the flight scores and instructor's comments. The three Wonderbolts assigned to watch Scootaloo all touched on the same topics; inconsistent speeds, lacking in wing power, poor form. They did acknowledge her short flying experience, but at the bottom of the comments were four words that Rainbow Dash found absolutely infuriating:

Skip next year's exam.

"Who the fuck wrote... I'm gonna have a talk with those arrogant-" Rainbow swore as she clenched her fists shut tight, but before she could soar off to find the three responsible Scootaloo sat down on the ground in defeat.

"Don't bother, they're right. It was stupid of me to even try." she said dejectedly.

Rainbow immediately bent down and forced Scootaloo to stand back up before hugging the smaller pegasus tightly against her chest. "Don't you dare say that. You know you belong in the Wonderbolts just like me. You'll score a perfect score next year. I'd bet anything on it." she said firmly.

Scootaloo nodded, her mind significantly calmer than it had been just moments before. Rainbow Dash's words had helped, but what was helping Scootaloo the most was that she was almost in direct contact with her. Both mares wore the standard Wonderbolt PT gear; for mares, a simple blue sports bra and matching color running shorts, both with golden trim along the edges. The material clung tightly to both mares' bodies as to provide minimum drag while flying, but also allowed the air to cool off their bodies at the same time. The racing uniforms were meant for speed and speed only, and due to the hot, sweaty mess that quickly accumulated inside the slick suits, they were worn as little as possible. As such, there wasn't much separating Dash's body from Scootaloo's, and the younger mare was well aware of how close she was.

'Her body's so warm.' Scootaloo thought as her cheek rested right at the top of where Dash's athletic bust was covered. Staring down towards the ground Scootaloo could clearly make out the small mounds that were Rainbow's breasts; small yet perky, perfectly suited for Equestria's fastest flyer ever. One of Scootaloo's arms, wrapped around Dash's waist, brushed cautiously against the top of Dash's shorts waistline slowly. She was tempted to let her hand slip down inside Dash's tight pants, though she'd settle for even letting a single finger get inside. However, rationality won yet again, the move not only stupid but also sure to cause Rainbow to leave her life forever.

'One day...' she thought.

Scootaloo's heart sank as she felt Rainbow Dash's embrace begin to fade, the hug of course not being long enough for her liking. Rainbow finally leaned back and offered Scootaloo a warm smile, playfully ruffling her hair as she had done so many other times. "C'mon, kid, let's hit the showers and go grab some grub. I don't know about you but I'm starving!" Dash said.

Nodding in agreement, Scootaloo followed Rainbow towards one of the nearby buildings and soon found herself in the Wonderbolts' locker room. "I already brought your stuff over. It's in my locker." Rainbow called out as she approached the showers.

Glancing at Rainbow's locker, Scootaloo saw that her bag was indeed inside along with Dash's items, but when she looked back towards Rainbow Dash she was shocked to see that not only was her crush stripping naked in front of her, but the shower area wasn't partitioned off at all. It was just one large room with multiple shower heads.

"Come on, Scoots. Don't worry, all the other guys won't be coming in here today, just you and me. Though would you mind washing my back for me?" Rainbow called out as she turned on two shower heads right next to each other.

Scootaloo completely forgot to breathe. 'Rainbow's... she's not wearing any... her and me, in the... together...'

And with a thump, Scootaloo hit the floor, passed out.

3. Help Me, Help You

"...Scoots? Hey, you okay there, kiddo?"

The last thing Scootaloo remembered was...

Just the thought of Rainbow stripping in front of her and beckoning her to join her in the shower was almost enough to cause Scootaloo to pass out again. However, she managed to control herself and found the strength to nod before slowly opening her eyes...

...and nearly passed out once again.

Scootaloo found herself inside the massive shower area, on the floor. Well, almost. Having witnessed her friend collapse, Rainbow Dash rushed over to her fallen friend to make sure Scootaloo was okay, gently carrying her under the running water in case she had collapsed from dehydration. The young pegasus now found her head on Rainbow Dash's lap.

Rainbow Dash's naked lap.

'Oh sweet Celestia...' Scootaloo thought, her heart fluttering as she realized that Dash's bare pussy was just mere millimeters away. This was by far the closest Scootaloo had ever been to Rainbow Dash while the latter was naked, and the only way Scootaloo would ever be close was if they went all the way... if her dreams were ever one day fulfilled.

"Hey, you okay? You didn't hit your head, did you?" Rainbow asked.

"I'm great. I mean fine." Scootaloo said in an almost dreamlike state, still unable to believe how close she was to Dash.

"Okay, well, hold still a sec. Lemme look you over real quick." Rainbow offered, still worried that the strenuous day had taken its toll on Scootaloo. "Tell me if anything hurts."

Scootaloo nodded again and felt Rainbow Dash carefully inspecting her head and neck for any signs of injury. As gently as she could, Dash turned Scootaloo's head away from her body to look at the side of her head, gingerly stroking the side of her face as she did so.

'That feels so good.' Scootaloo thought. All to soon the sensation ceased, but before Scootaloo could object she felt Rainbow Dash turning her head in the other direction... towards her body.

'Oh my gosh...' Scootaloo thought as she found herself staring at Rainbow Dash's exposed tits and stomach. She gulped nervously as she felt Rainbow continue her examination and lightly touch her. She must have seen something odd, because Scootaloo soon felt Dash turn her head slightly more, giving the already-excited mare a small peek at Dash's sweet, slick pussy.

Scootaloo couldn't help but moan in eroticism at just the sight in front of her, but Dash froze in place as she thought she had hurt Scootaloo. "You okay? Something hurt?" she asked again.

Scootaloo hated lying, but this was a moment she'd be absolutely stupid to pass up. "Oh, uh, I think it may be a little farther back." she said hesitantly.

Rainbow Dash nodded and very carefully turned the young mare's head a little more, giving Scootaloo an even clearer view of her crotch. Scootaloo tried her best to keep her breathing under control, but she knew that there was no way Rainbow could not be noticing the heavy panting and thus Scootaloo's warm breath being blown right against her intimate spot. However, Rainbow was more concerned about Scootaloo's well being and didn't say anything.

'If I stuck out my tongue, I could taste her.' Scootaloo realized. She quickly tried to weigh her options, to decide if tasting the holy grail was worth the risk. This kind of opportunity didn't come along every day, and Scootaloo doubted it would ever happen again.

'I want it so bad. Just one... small...' Scootaloo thought, her mouth parting slightly as she licked her lips.

"Good news, kiddo. Looks like you're in the clear." Dash's voice suddenly rang out.

Scootaloo's heart sank as she felt Rainbow pat the back of her head before helping her back to her feet. "Careful, floor's wet." Dash cautioned.

Scootaloo simply nodded as she stood up, once again so far from her goal which, just moments before, she was so close to. "Thanks for, you know..." she said with her head hung.

Rainbow Dash approached her friend and ruffled her hair. "Don't sweat it, kid. Glad you're okay." she said as she quickly toweled off and walked over to her locker to get dressed. "I gotta go see the instructors about making sure you have a spot for next year's trial reserved. There's NO way you'll flunk again, not with me as your personal coach! Be back in ten!"

As she always did, Rainbow got dressed in less than half the time it'd take a normal pony to button a shirt and was out the door in the blink of an eye. Sighing in slight depression, Scootaloo turned off the shower and walked over to Rainbow's locker to dress herself, though it would definitely not be nearly as fast. Nobody was quicker than Rainbow Dash.

Just as soon as Scootaloo finished dressing herself she heard the locker room door open. Thinking it was Rainbow Dash returning already, she twirled around in excitement but quickly replaced her smile with a look of surprise as she saw someone unexpected standing in front of her.

“How did you get in here?” Thunderlane asked, his gym bag slung over one shoulder.

“Oh, uh, I’m… I’m waiting on R-Rainbow Dash.” Scootaloo stammered, immediately recognizing him as one of the three instructors that had been judging her earlier today.

It took a few moments for Thunderlane to reach the same conclusion. “Oh yeah, Scootaloo, right? Rainbow Dash sponsored you, right?” he asked, which Scootaloo nodded yes.

Thunderlane approached his own locker, right next to Rainbow Dash’s, and placed his bag inside of it before placing a hand of consolation on Scootaloo’s shoulder. “Look, I know you were disappointed to not pass and all, but we can only take the best of the best pegasi in all of Equestria. It takes a lot of practice and work to join our ranks. Don’t take it personally.”

Scootaloo pulled away slightly, still sore over the last four words written on her paper. “Then how come you all said to not bother next year, huh?” she said dryly.

Thunderlane shrugged his shoulders. “Look, I said it wasn’t personal. We have data on how much even the strongest of pegasi can improve in just one year, and even if you improve as much as the top pegasus has done, you still won’t pass all of the tests. You’d need at least two years of rigorous training, maybe three.”

While not the strongest at ‘fancy mathematics’, it only took Scootaloo a few seconds to realize something. “Wait a second, Rumble and I both had about the same wing power during gym class last year, and I’ve been training every single day for this. But Rumble passed somehow, didn’t he?”

Thunderlane nodded, causing Scootaloo to stomp in anger. “Then he cheated! YOU helped get him in and didn’t record his actual wing power! There’s no way he could have improved that much in such a short time!”

Thunderlane’s hands formed fists at the accusation. “I did no such thing! Why do you think there are three instructors judging each applicant, huh? To make sure cheating doesn’t happen!”

“Then explain how he passed and I didn’t!” Scootaloo shouted back, tears welling in her eyes from her desperation.

Thunderlane couldn’t help but smile slightly. “Because he had the best helping him train. Me. Obviously Miss Fastest Flyer isn’t a very good teacher.”

Scootaloo shook her head, a few tears falling down her face. “You take that back! Rainbow Dash is a great coach!”

“Oh, is she now?” Thunderlane smirked. “Then how come you failed and Rumble passed?”

As if her body reacted on its own, Scootaloo quickly reached back and slapped Thunderlane’s face as hard as she could. The surprise attack caught Thunderlane off guard, and coupled with the force behind the attack he stumbled slightly. Scootaloo covered her mouth in shock at what she had done, but before Thunderlane could respond or hit her back she quickly grabbed her back from Rainbow’s locker and fled, wanting to leave the training facility as quickly as she could.

Gingerly touching his cheek, Thunderlane winced at the slight pain and also noticed his lip was now bleeding slightly. It was immediate expulsion for any trainee or applicant to hit an instructor like Scootaloo had, but Thunderlane had no intention on reporting the incident. If anything, the confrontation that had just happened cemented only one thought in his mind;

“I am so much better at teaching than Rainbow Dyke is.” he said with a grin.

The next morning, Scootaloo found herself standing in front of the Wonderbolt Academy once more. She clenched her fists in determination and began second guessing the decision she had chosen last night. She had flown straight back to her hotel and locked herself in her room, quickly texting to Rainbow that she was suddenly too tired to do anything else today before she broke down and cried herself to sleep.

She had hated that not only did she let herself down but Rainbow Dash as well. Rainbow had dedicated so much time to helping Scootaloo not only train every single day but also helped secure her a spot in the entrance exam; an exam that only allowed ten pegasi to try out every year. Right before she had fallen asleep she thought back to what Thunderlane had told her, and though she didn’t want to believe him the irrefutable proof was in front of her.

Rumble was training to become a Wonderbolt.

Scootaloo wasn’t.

’Maybe… maybe there IS something Thunderlane knows that Rainbow Dash doesn’t.’

It had taken her all morning to summon the courage just to go back to the Wonderbolts Academy, but there was also the matter of if Thunderlane would even talk to her after what she had done. She knew she could be immediately thrown out and told never to return, but if Rumble could manage to grow strong enough to be a Wonderbolt in six months, surely she could manage to do the same in a year.

IF Thunderlane forgave her and agreed to teach her.

Summoning all the courage she could, Scootaloo took a deep breath before entering the building, making her way straight to Thunderlane's office. She hesitated as she raised her hand to knock on the door, thinking that maybe going behind Rainbow's back and seeking help from Thunderlane would be a mistake. However, her determination to join Rainbow Dash in the skies won out, and as she gritted her teeth she gave the door a short rap.

As Thunderlane opened the door he showed his genuine surprise at who his visitor was. "Can I help you?" he asked with one eyebrow raised.

Scootaloo stared at the floor to avoid eye contact while kicking the floor. "I... I want you to train me." she muttered softly.

"What was that? Speak up."

"I want you to train me to be a Wonderbolt." Scootaloo repeated, looking up slightly.

Once again surprised, Thunderlane beckoned Scootaloo to enter his office. "Finally realized that I'm the better of the two?" he mocked as he closed the door behind Scootaloo.

The young pegasus mare shook her head. "I just want to fly. I'll do anything I have to to become a Wonderbolt." she said firmly.

"Anything?" Thunderlane asked.

Scootaloo nodded. "That's the only reason I'm here right now." she said coldly.

Thunderlane slowly approached Scootaloo, causing her to back up until her back hit the wall. She grimaced as Thunderlane places his face mere inches away from her own before he spoke.

"Anything, huh? Well then, why don't you start by sucking my cock?"

Scootaloo immediately slapped Thunderlane once again. "You sick fuck! There's no way I would ever do that for you!" she said angrily, pushing past him and headed for the door. However, right as her hand touched the doorknob Thunderlane spoke up, causing her to freeze.

"Would you rather I report what you just did? You'd never fly with Dash then."

Scootaloo immediately regretted her reaction, no matter how justified it may have been. "So? I'll just report you for trying to proposition me." she countered halfheartedly.

Thunderlane chuckled. "Who do you think they'd believe? Some failed recruit or a respected instructor? All anyone would see is a failure trying to blame someone else for their own weakness and uselessness. Besides, then you'd never learn the secret I taught Rumble."

Scootaloo knew Thunderlane was right about no one believing any accusation she may try to file without any concrete evidence, not to mention she was still curious how Rumble managed to do the impossible. Thunderlane also saw the look of curiosity on her face, and with one final push he spoke softly. "I can guarantee you'll become a Wonderbolt under my training. You'll be flying alongside Rainbow Dash."

The offer was extremely tempting for Scootaloo, who lowered her arm and turned back to Thunderlane. The sly stallion once again approached Scootaloo, this time gently placing a hand on the back of her head and guiding her body down so she was now on her knees. "All you have to do... is just one... simple... thing." he said with a smile.

4. Liquid Gold

"Not bad."

Thunderlane zipped up his pants and returned to his desk, leaving Scootaloo coughing and gasping for air on the floor. She spat out a milky white glob of fluid onto the floor after she managed to catch her breath, wiping her mouth before glaring up at the stallion sitting at his desk.

Thunderlane simply looked down at her indifferently. "I've had better, though."

"Fuck you." Scootaloo said, spitting on the floor again. "Now tell me whatever this 'secret' of yours is. That was our deal."

"Oh no, I can't simply tell you. It doesn't work like that." Thunderlane said as he opened a drawer in his desk. "It's only something I can give you, since I'm the only one who has it."

"What could you possibly have that no one else does?" Scootaloo scoffed.

Thunderlane reached into his desk drawer and held up a single syringe, showing off the golden liquid that seemed to glow in the sunlight. "This, my dear. You won't find this anywhere else in all of Equestria. Even in Saddle Arabia where it's made, it's extremely rare."

Scootaloo's eyes went wide in surprise and horror. "Y-you... you gave Rumble steroids? That's cheating!" she accused. "Any type of drug or stuff like that is forbidden in the Wonderbolts!"

Thunderlane chuckled as he returned the syringe to the drawer. "It's only cheating if you get caught. Besides, you think Rumble is the first Wonderbolt to use this stuff? There are plenty of others who help 'enhance' their performance on the team."

"Then what about the drug tests?" Scootaloo pointed out. "There's no way Captain Spitfire would keep anyone on the team who tests positive for anything!"

Thunderlane smiled again. "You're right, she wouldn't. She's very strict when it comes to honor. Anyone caught with any performance enhancers would be kicked out immediately. I guess it's a good thing that I'm the one in charge of administering and reviewing all the drug tests for the Wonderbolts."

Scootaloo's mouth fell open at the realization. With Thunderlane distributing his performance enhancers and then overseeing all the tests done for them, it was no wonder Rumble and whatever other pegasi were using it were able to get away with their cheating. However, before she could voice her objections, Thunderlane spoke up again.

"Don't give me that look. Those pegasi all had dreams of becoming Wonderbolts, just like you. And just like you, they weren't strong enough to obtain their dreams. But I helped them. I helped them do what they'd never be able to do by themselves. No one got hurt from it, did they? No, instead everyone is now happy, because of what I give them."

Scootaloo recoiled as Thunderlane approached her once more, his hand reaching out and grasping her chin as to force her to look straight into his eyes. "I could give that gift to you, too. You could be flying next to Rainbow Dash next year, guaranteed. It's not cheating. It's bringing out the best that's deep inside of you. It's what you deserve."

Thunderlane let go of her chin as he saw the harshness in Scootaloo's eyes dissolve into curiosity and hope. To win her over once and for all, he drove the final nail into Scootaloo's fate as he walked back to his desk. "I know Rainbow Dash wants you next to her as well, you're all she ever talks about during practice. You don't want to let her down, do you?"

Scootaloo's body acted once again on its own, but instead of slapping Thunderlane once more she instead found herself silently approaching Thunderlane, nodding yes once she was standing in front of him. Thunderlane smiled and brought out the syringe once more before walking around to the same side of the desk that Scootaloo was on.

"You'll make her proud." he said soothingly as he guided her to lie down on his desk. With her face-down position and light tanktop, Thunderlane had easy access to her wings and carefully stroked on of them, noticing their slight underdevelopment. He then placed his free hand on the back of her neck, grasping it gently but where he could hold her down forcefully if necessary.

"Now hold still. You're going to feel a slight pinch." he said calmly.

Scootaloo was still distracted with the thought of flying alongside Rainbow Dash right until the needle began puncturing the base of her left wing. "Ow! What are yo- aagh!"

Scootaloo tried to stand up but Thunderlane's grip on her neck tightened, trapping her against his desk. Flapping her wings did no good either as the syringe was being injected into the base of her wings. Still, Thunderlane quickly shot half of the contents of the needle into her wing before extracting it and re-positioning the sharp instrument at the bottom of her right wing.

"Halfway done." he said.

"No, stop! I don't want it anymore! Don- Aaah!" Scootaloo tried to plead, but Thunderlane expertly found his target and emptied the second half of the syringe into Scootaloo's wing.

"Aaand... done." he said, withdrawing the needle and releasing Scootaloo's neck. The young mare immediately dropped to the floor and scrambled for the door, wincing as she dragged herself back up to her feet while cautiously eyeing Thunderlane. The stallion simply shrugged before tossing the used needle back into his desk and sat back down.

"Don't worry, the first one is free, of course." he said, but Scootaloo wasn't as calm.

"You fucking... you tricked me! Ow! You sick, diseased fuck! Don't EVER come near me again!" she yelled before storming out the door, slamming the door shut behind her.

Her outburst didn't surprise Thunderlane at all. In fact, his own brother Rumble had a very similar reaction the first time Thunderlane had injected his steroid into him. But as Thunderlane correctly guessed, Scootaloo would find out just how effective his concoction was the next time she flew, and as flying was the only way to enter or leave the academy grounds, she would be finding out very, very soon.

6. Alternative Methods of Payment Accepted

After almost beating the answers out of Rumble, Scootaloo returned home, diving onto her bed and screaming into her pillow in frustration. She had been hoping to steal from Thunderlane's supply stash or even force Rumble to share his supply, but with Thunderlane keeping tight control over the much sought after drug there was little chance she could get it any other way. Her only option seemed to be to deal directly with...

...him.

"That foalfucker..." Scootaloo growled, a shiver shooting down her spine as she recalled how roughly Thunderlane had treated her while he was doing... that... to her mouth. Not to mention the taste of when he had...

Scootaloo punched her bed in frustration. "Why can't I just fly like a normal pegasus?" she cried out. She let her head fall back down into her pillow and groaned as she realized she only had one option, though she'd rather eat glass if it would help her fly.

'Screw it, I'll try again tomorrow.' she thought as she nodded off to sleep. 'And if I still can't tomorrow, then...

...then I'll see Thunderlane.'

"Celestia damnit." Scootaloo muttered, once again finding herself standing outside Thunderlane's office. She had been devastated to wake up and realize that her wing strength was back to its old levels, that she was once again a weak flyer. She wasn't sure which she hated more; being so weak or having to crawl back to Thunderlane and admit that he had been right all along. But she was once again back on his turf, and she needed him if she wanted to make her dreams come true.

The door opened a few seconds after Scootaloo knocked, and as expected Thunderlane put on an extremely twisted grin when he saw who was back. "Well, well... I admit, I thought you would have taken a bit longer to come back. Guess you were more desperate than I thought." he teased her.

Scootaloo shoved Thunderlane aside and entered his office, waiting for him to close the door before she spoke. "How much?" she asked.

Thunderlane cocked his head to one side. "How much? For what?" he innocently said.

"You know what I'm here for." Scootaloo said dryly. "How much do you want for... that stuff?"

To show she was serious, Scootaloo reached into her purse and took out a small bag filled with bits. She tossed it non-too-gently at Thunderlane, who caught the bag and looked at it in puzzlement. "Um, what is this?" he asked.

Scootaloo frowned. "What do you think? It's a hundred bits. That should cover at least half a year of you 'helping' me."

Thunderlane burst into laughter, almost falling to the floor before he tossed the bag of bits back to her. "Ahahaha! You're joking, right? Hahahaha! This... a hundred bits doesn't even cover one shot!"

Scootaloo gripped the small bag tightly. She had emptied out her bank account to come up with the hundred bits; there was no way she could afford Thunderlane's treatment at the price he was quoting her. "There's no way it could be that much! Are you also ripping off your own brother?" she spat.

It took a few moments for Thunderlane to stop laughing and resume talking. "Aha, of course not. He's my brother, I'm helping him out for free of course. But yes, this wonderful little concoction is expensive. It comes all the way from Saddle Arabia, and even over there it's an extremely rare and much sought after enhancer. I don't make much off of these... they usually go for 150 bits each."

Scootaloo began to panic in her head. '150 bits EACH?! I can't afford that! How can I... I won't be able to ever join Rainbow Dash...'

Thunderlane saw the clear look of disappointment and worry in Scootaloo's eyes. "What, you didn't think this stuff was cheap, did you?" he teased her, guessing that she had pooled every spare bit she had to bring today.

"T-then what about an I-owe-you?" she panicked. "Once I... once I become a Wonderbolt I can start paying you back!"

The offer didn't sound tempting at all to Thunderlane. "Sorry, I can't let you 'borrow' this stuff for almost a whole year like that. Not good for business and all." he said.

"Then there must be something I can do to pay off anything I owe!" she said desperately. "I... I can clean your office, or clean your house. What about helping train your brother Rumble? There are some tricks Rainbow Dash taught me that I can show him."

"No thanks. Now, if you don't have anything of actual worth to offer, please leave. I have a lot of work to complete." Thunderlane said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand as he focused back on his paperwork.

Scootaloo cringed, having hoped to avoid offering what she was about to say, but at this point she had no other choice. "What if... what if I let you... you know..."

Thunderlane's head remained down to his a small smirk. "What was that? If you let me what?" he asked innocently.

Scootaloo bit her lip hard before replying. "If I... What if I suck your... your c-cock again."

Thunderlane's smile broadened as he heard what he had been hoping to hear. "Oh? It's worth that much to you?" he mocked her.

Scootaloo could only hesitantly nod, her face red with a mixture of embarrassment and hatred for having to stoop so low. Still, if this could earn her a spot on the Wonderbolt roster and the gift of flight, surely it'd be worth it, right?

Finally looking up from his papers, Thunderlane reached back into his desk and extracted another syringe, chuckling as he saw Scootaloo's eyes finally light up with hope and want. "You want it that badly, huh? Well, I don't see why not, provided you keep me entertained enough. You'll need at least once of these a week, maybe more depending on how your body handles it."

Scootaloo nodded again, silently walking over to Thunderlane and sinking to her knees in front of him. After a few moments she looked up into Thunderlane's eyes in slight confusion, wondering why he wasn't moving at all now that she was in place to service him.

"What? I can't do all the work every single time, you know. You're supposed to be earning this, remember?" he teased her, holding the syringe in clear view.

Scootaloo growled angrily but moved slightly closer to the amused pegasus stallion. He leaned back in his chair and spread his legs to give Scootaloo easy access to his pants, and with trembling hands she places both of her hands on his lap, one hand eventually slowly moving towards the zipper on his pants.

"Eep!" Scootaloo suddenly yelped, the hand closest to his crotch suddenly pulling back. She had felt his semi-hard erection through his pants and was caught off guard that he would be already aroused so soon. Even though she had already serviced him once before with her mouth, he had taken the lead and forced himself on her before. Now... now, she was left to take the initiative. Now, she had to do everything, as if she wanted this more than Thunderlane did.

"Getting bored here." Thunderlane yawned. "Maybe this was a waste of time after all."

The gray pegasus' veiled threat worked as Scootaloo quickly reached for his zipper once more and opened his pants up. Thunderlane assisted her task by unbuttoning his pants and lifting his body slightly as she tugged on his pants down to his thighs, freeing his now erect stallionhood. Scootaloo bit her lip once more, scared to have to take his throbbing member into her mouth so willingly, but unfortunately for her Thunderlane found her reaction extremely sexy.

"Come on, it won't bite. And you better not, either." he said, twirling the syringe in his hand to remind her.

Scootaloo huffed in annoyance but obeyed the subtle command. Taking his erection in one hand, she raised herself up on her knees and leaned forward, her mouth now less than an inch away from the tip of his cock. There were faint hints of precum already present right before her eyes and she wanted to recoil back when she detected a faint smell of it, but Thunderlane's stern gaze told her that she was probably out of second chances; if she didn't perform now, he'd abandon her and leave her flightless.

And Rainbow Dash would leave her behind...

Closing the final distance, Scootaloo stuck out her tongue and leaned forward, finally making contact with Thunderlane's rod. She delicately licked the tip, suppressing the urge to gag out of disgust. A quick glance up showed her that Thunderlane was still not satisfied with her attempts at a blowjob so far as his face was a picture of boredom.

"Maybe this was all a mistake." he said as he caught her gaze. "I guess you don't want it after all."

Now convinced that she was out of time, Scootaloo sighed in defeat and positioned herself slightly higher, her mouth directly over Thunderlane's cock. Praying to Celestia that it was over soon, she finally engulfed the first three inches of Thunderlane's cock with her mouth, not daring to take any more as the rough face fucking she received a few days ago still had her traumatized.

Thunderlane, on the other hoof, was finally smiling. "Ahh... yes, much better." he said happily, enjoying the sensation of Scootaloo's warm wet mouth wrapped around his member. However, he soon once again eyed Scootaloo as she remained still, unsure of what to do next.

"Start moving your head back and forth." he commanded.

Scootaloo gulped before obeying his order, shallowly bobbing her head up and down. Though she still wasn't taking any more of Thunderlane's cock into her mouth than before, the stimulation causing Thunderlane to lean back again and moan in pleasure. "Mmm, yes, very nice. Suck on it a bit... yes, just like that." he said.

Scootaloo continued her oral administration dutifully, keeping her steady pace but not letting Thunderlane's cock go deeper into her mouth than it had already. Her blowjob was making Thunderlane feel good, but after a few minutes of her giving head he wanted more. He wanted to feel more than just 'good'...

...he wanted to feel in control.

Suddenly grabbing the back of her head, Thunderlane pulled Scootaloo forward and forced her to take his entire length down her throat. The ferocity and unexpectedness of the move left no time for Scootaloo to defend herself or even gasp, and with eyes widened in horror she found herself unable to breathe or protest.

Thunderlane, however, was now in heaven. His entire shaft was tightly wrapped by Scootaloo's warmth, and her throat was gently massaging his cock as she tried to unsuccessfully clear her esophagus. Panic mixed with fear, and she tried to push her assaulter away but was no match for the stallion's strength. Her head felt light and she began to lose focus as her air began running out, but just as she was about to pass out she felt Thunderlane loosen his grip on her.

"Phwaugh!" Scootaloo gasped as she managed to pull back and free herself, gulping in a breath of much needed air. However, Thunderlane immediately grabbed her head again and forced her back down, her throat once more impaled by his unforgiving erection. He once more held her down as she struggled uselessly to free herself again, but by now she knew that she'd never succeed in freeing herself unless Thunderlane wanted her to. She still feebly tried to push him away, but all she managed to do was excite Thunderlane even more.

"Mm, ooh yes, so tight..." Thunderlane cooed as he thrust his hips forward slightly, sinking himself into her throat as much as he could. Scootaloo was desperate for air, her throat trying frantically to remove the foreign object filling it, and once again she felt her mind going blank as she began losing consciousness.

As before, Thunderlane mercifully pulled out of her throat again, retaining his hold on her while she coughed and gasped for air, his dick mere inches away from her face still. "Hey, hey! Lick it." he ordered her, but when Scootaloo didn't respond favorably he tightened his fist, hurting her head where he had her hair grasped in his hand. "Bitch, I told you to lick it!" he sternly said.

Still lightheaded from the lack of air and spurred on by the pain, Scootaloo quickly leaned forward once more and took Thunderlane's cock shallowly back into her mouth, this time using her tongue to increase the pleasure for him. Pleased with her new obedience, Thunderlane relaxed his grasp on her head for a few moments, enjoying her technique as well as her drooling mouth. It didn't take too long for him to become bored of her pattern once more, but this time he placed both of his hands on the back of her head before he began his savage attack.

Scootaloo tried her best to prepare herself for what was coming but was once more caught off guard as Thunderlane began thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth at a steady pace. He moaned aloud as he fucked her mouth, letting his shaft reach deep inside of her throat before he withdrew almost all the way, only to once again move his hips forward. Poor Scootaloo had no choice but to endure the harsh treatment until it was over, her breathing at least intermittently interrupted whenever he filled her throat all the way but her frequent gagging almost negated the small positive. Her hands tightly gripped her pants as she tried to endure her face being fucked, and as it went on she felt Thunderlane increasing his pace as he began to near his climax finally.

"Mmph, yeah... yeah, almost... yes!" Thunderlane goraned aloud as he frantically shoved his dick down her throat a few times before he pulled Scootaloo's head forward as hard as he could, getting as deep inside of her just as he came. He barely heard Scootaloo's muffled retch as his rod pulsed and he shot glob after glob of his seed down her throat and into her stomach, but he didn't care about her well being; all he could think of was that this 'arrangement' may not be a bad idea after all.

Only after he was completely done did Thunderlane slowly let Scootaloo release his grasp. She immediately fell backwards onto the floor once she was free and she offered no resistance when Thunderlane picked her up and laid her down on her stomach on his desk. Once more he brought out a syringe filled with his much sought after steroid and shot half of the dosage into each of her wings. She didn't move or cry out like last time as he pierced the base of each of her wings, but then again she was still reeling from the savage treatment he had just put her through.

Having finished injecting her with both his semen and steroid, Thunderlane sat back down and watched Scootaloo, waiting until she would be coherent enough to hear that he'd take up her offer. However, he would of course make sure that she didn't know that she'd only be receiving half the dosage Rumble and his other 'clients' normally received. With a full syringe in each wing, any pegasus could go a week before needing another shot, but if he limited Scootaloo to half a syringe into each wing, well, he certainly wouldn't mind seeing this sexy little pegasus mare twice a week.

7. Boring Old Toys

Just over a month had passed by since Scootaloo had begun seeing Thunderlane for 'help'. Every day she hated herself for having to sink so low, to resort to letting him use her mouth in such a disgusting manner, but worst of all, his treatments were working exceptionally well.

"Come on, Scoots! Only a few more seconds!" Rainbow Dash cheered her on.

Scootaloo couldn't help but smile as she heard Dash's words of encouragement, and with renewed vigor she flapped her wings harder as she picked up speed, finally passing by where Rainbow Dash was standing with Twilight's old wingpower measurer.

"Nice! Six point eight wingpower!" Rainbow said excitedly, recording the improvement on Scootaloo's chart.

"Really?" Scootaloo said excitedly as she looped back to where Rainbow was. She looked at the small meter on the side of Twilight's machine and grinned ear to ear as she saw that she had indeed reached the amount Dash had told her.

"Great job, kiddo!" Dash said, patting Scootaloo on the back. "At this rate, you'll definitely be ready for Wonderbolt training next year! I've never seen any pegasus improve this much. You'll be number one for sure! Well, after me, of course."

"No one could ever be a better flyer than you, Rainbow Dash. You're the best." Scootaloo said blushing slightly.

Her remark earned her a loving hug from Rainbow. "Yes I am, and you're learning from the best." Dash said. "You'll be flying with me in my squad for sure before you know it."

"I can't wait. I love you." Scootaloo said dreamily.

"Huh?" Rainbow asked, looking up from turning off the wingpower machine.

"I-I mean I'd love to!" Scootaloo quickly said. She sighed with relief as Rainbow smiled in return and went back to packing up their training equipment before they both headed back inside to the Wonderbolts locker room to shower off.

"I can't believe how much you've improved. That's gotta be a world record." Dash said once they entered the showers, giving Scootaloo a firm pat on her bare bottom. Scootaloo's legs almost gave out when Dash's hand touched her rear, and if it weren't for the water running down her body Dash would have seen that the quick contact made Scootaloo's crotch wetter than a fish swimming in the ocean.

Unfortunately for Scootaloo, the brief contact on her butt was as interesting as the shower got. Rainbow Dash quickly showered and dried off before getting dressed, eager for her meeting with Soarin. Normally Scootaloo would be disappointed that her time with Dash was being cut short, but the aching feeling in her wings was a grim reminder of who she had to see soon, and what she had to do...

"Oops, I'm already late. I'll see ya later, Scoots!" Dash shouted, waving bye before she quickly ran off to meet her teammate.

Scootaloo sighed as she resumed washing her body. Her mind replayed Dash slapping her ass and her mind began wandering more than it usually did. 'I can't believe that felt so good. Maybe... maybe she's like that in the bedroom as well. She definitely has the personality for it. Oh Celestia, if she took me back to her room and pushed me down on all fours... and I bet she'd use a whip. Celestia, I'd let her do anything that she'd like to me...'

Unable to help herself, Scootaloo's hand dove down to her drooling cunt, her fingers rubbing her engorged clit furiously as she imagined Rainbow Dash having her way with her. "O-oooh..." she moaned as she slowly sank down to her knees, still touching herself as hard as she could. She slid two fingers ever so slightly into her pussy, careful not to go any further than two knuckles as she wanted her first time to be with Rainbow, and only Rainbow. Not someone else, not some cheap toy, and certainly not her own fingers...

"Oh Celestia yes, Rainbow... tie me up, use me... I'm yours..." she moaned aloud. Scootaloo's thoughts flashed to imagining Rainbow standing over her while she was bound and blindfolded, yet writhing in ecstasy as Dash ate out her pussy while fingering her ass...

"Oh yesss... so close..." Scootaloo whimpered as she sank even lower to the floor, soon lying down completely while she began nearing her orgasm. "So... YYEESSSSSSS!"

Thunderlane sighed as he twirled an empty syringe between his fingers. He normally looked forward to his twice-weekly visit from his favorite 'customer', but today he found the thought of yet another blowjob... boring.

Sighing again, Thunderlane accessed a hidden folder on his computer and launched the program he used to review whatever his hidden cameras had recorded. He saw that the camera he had planted in the locker room was active, but when he brought it up on screen he saw that Rainbow Dash was just leaving the room. However, before he gave up in defeat, he saw that another girl was still in the showers, and she was now playing with herself quite roughly, not to mention vocally.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" he muttered curiously. He quickly grabbed his headphones and placed them on his head, grinning as he heard Scootaloo moaning aloud in the empty shower.

"Oh Celestia yes, Rainbow... tie me up, use me... I'm yours..."

Thunderlane's ears perked up at the mention of his teammate's name. "Well this explains a lot. Little Scootaslut is in love with Rainbow Dyke." he snickered. "Not to mention she seems to be into some... interesting things. Yes, I may be able to work with this after all..."

"Come in." Thunderlane said as he heard someone knocking on his office door.

As he expected, Scootaloo came in, locking the door behind her before she made her way to him. She immediately knelt down in front of Thunderlane and reached out to unzip his pants, but her face contorted to a look of confusion when he grabbed her hands to stop her.

"We're going to do something different today." he simply said.

Scootaloo's heart began racing in anxiety. She was relieved she didn't have to go through another rough mouth fucking, but the anxiety she felt over not knowing what he had in store for her overpowered any relief she felt.

Thunderlane noted her look of discomfort. "Don't worry, it's nothing too bad. In fact, you may like it." he said. "Now strip."

Scootaloo raised her eyebrow. "Excuse me?" she asked.

"I said to strip." Thunderlane repeated. "I'm just going to take a few pics."

"What? No!" Scootaloo said in disgust, standing up and backing away. "There's no way I'd let you do that! How do I know you're not gonna do something fucked up with them?"

Thunderlane sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Very well, I guess I'll have to settle for this instead." he said, moving back to in front of his computer and clicking a certain file.

Scootaloo froze as she heard a familiar moan, and as she turned to Thunderlane's computer her eyes went wide as she watched herself slowly sinking down to the floor, masturbating while crying out Rainbow's name.

"You sick fuck, how did you get that? You put... you're spying on everyone in there?!" she exclaimed.

"Just a little hobby, is all. But you must admit the quality is definitely up there." he said. "Everything can be seen so clearly... I'm sure plenty of stallions would love to see this. Maybe even Rainbow Dash would find it entertaining."

Scootaloo's face lost all traces of anger and was replaced with genuine fear. "Y-you... you wouldn't..." she stammered.

"Well, if you strip for me..."

Getting the hint, Scootaloo hastily removed her clothes, shedding her shoes, t-shirt and shorts quickly but hesitated when she went to remove her sports bra. However, she removed her last few articles without a word when Thunderlane momentarily resumed the hidden video of Scootaloo. Only when she was standing next to the small pile of her clothes did Thunderlane stand up and take hold of her by the shoulders.

"Mmm, very nice. I'm surprised your tits are so big. I'm surprised you hide them." he commented, looking down at her perky C-cup chest.

Scootaloo gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to punch Thunderlane in the side of the head as he let his hands slide down her arms, then to her stomach before he went back up and started groping her chest. 'He's... eww...'

Thunderlane gave both of her breasts a firm squeeze, not caring that he made her wince slightly out of pain. "Very nice indeed. They're the exact size I like."

Scootaloo immediately hated her body upon hearing that. She had always liked that her bust was large enough to be noticeable yet small enough to fit her athletic build, but now she would have given anything to have something- anything- that Thunderlane didn't like. She began thinking of what she could do to make herself less likable to this perverted stallion, but her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Thunderlane then slide his hands down to her crotch.

"No! You can't there!" she exclaimed in panic, trying to push his hands away from her special spot.

Thunderlane reacted immediately, striking the back of his hand across the side of her head and knocking her to the floor. The sudden attack knocked Scootaloo out cold, leaving her limp body exposed and vulnerable. "Well, fuck." Thunderlane said coldly, part of his plans now ruined. However, it did make his second idea much, much easier...

"Better than nothing." he muttered as he picked Scootaloo up and places her unconscious body up on his desk. Reaching into his desk drawer he brought out a Pegasonic camera and turned it on. "Alright, Scootaslut, time for you to shine in the spotlight."

8. New Things

'Ugh... ow, my head...

Scootaloo tried reaching up to rub her aching head, but for some reason she couldn't move her hands.

Or her arms.

Or at all.

Confused as to why she couldn't move, she tried opening her eyes but found herself also unable to see. She tried to then vocally express her surprise but was only able to utter a muffled groan, confirming she had also been gagged.

'What the...?!' she thought in a panic, struggling against the unseen bonds holding her hostage. However, her body froze when she heard someone hiss into her ear.

"Oh good, you're awake."

'Thunderlane!' she thought. She tried yelling out for him to let her go but all she managed was another muffled mumble.

"Hush now, we're only halfway done." Thunderlane said, adjusting Scootaloo's body slightly.

Now a little more aware of her situation, Scootaloo was able to determine that she was indeed blindfolded, she had a ballgag stuffed in her mouth, her wrists had been handcuffed behind her back, and her legs were spread apart, each one tied to a leg of Thunderlane's desk while her torso was lying on the top of it. There was also the additional fact that she was still completely naked and exposed, and she swore she could hear the faint sound of a camera going off.

'What are you doing? You better not be-' she thought angrily before her mind was immediately scrubbed clean of all thoughts. She barely heard the swish of Thunderlane's belt, but she definitely felt it when it impacted her bare bottom, leaving a bright red strip across her butt.

"MMMPGHHH!" she screamed into her gag. She struggled against her restraints but was unsuccessful, and with a twisted grin Thunderlane brought down his belt again.

*THWACK!*

"Mmmghh!" Scootaloo screamed again as the belt hit her once more. His strikes were of course nowhere near 100% full power, but as he delivered a third and fourth strike the red marks across Scootaloo's tight round ass it felt to her like Celestia herself was bringing down her wrath.

Thunderlane finally stopped his beatings once he had delivered whip number ten. He stood back to admire his work, her rear now a bright red but her pussy surprisingly slick with her own juices.

"I think someone liked that." he said, picking up his camera and taking a few more shots of her wetness for proof. He then spread her lower lips apart slightly, licking his lips as he saw a drop of arousal leak out of her untouched hole and drip down onto the floor. "Someone liked that a lot."

He retreated once more, grabbing his belt once more and carefully lined up his next shot. Instead of swinging downwards or to the side, he was swinging his belt up, and after a few test swings he wound back one last time and struck upwards, his belt landing right on target; Scootaloo's dripping wet pussy and swollen clit.

Scootaloo howled in pleasurable pain and arched her back as she came from the impact, her legs shaking violently. Her mouth remained agape like a fish gasping on dry land, her mind completely void of any thoughts. Even after she went limp from exhaustion her legs still shook slightly, causing Thunderlane to smirk once again as he took a few more photos.

"Shame, I was hoping she'd be up for more fun." he sighed. Unzipping his pants, he brought out his hardened cock and began stroking himself to the sight before him, the tip of his rod aimed right at Scootaloo's exposed slit. He had been hoping to finally fuck Scootaloo today to cure his boredom but he wanted her conscious and fully aware when he did; it wouldn't be fun at all if she wasn't awake to 'enjoy' every second of it. Still, he had plenty of future opportunities to cum inside of her pussy, especially since he was fairly certain she was a virgin. He had enough fun for one day anyway, and certainly had plenty of mementos. Now he just needed to finish himself off... by...

"Nnngh, cumming!" Thunderlane grunted as his cum erupted from his cock. All six spurts landed on Scootaloo's ass or pussy, most of it sticking to her rear while a small strand or two slowly trickled down her legs. Breathing heavily, Thunderlane rubbed the tip of his dick against her ass, smearing his cum into his skin and quickly prodding the very entrance to Scootaloo's foal hole.

"Oh yeah, you're gonna be a tight fuck." Thunderlane said before withdrawing, once again summoning the willpower to hold off for now. He grabbed his camera and snapped two more pictures before pulling his pants back up and stashing his camera away. He then slowly removed Scootaloo's restraints before dumping her body on the floor in front of his desk, not bothering to wipe away any of his semen from her body. It wasn't his problem. Besides, she owed him so much more for his 'help'. A lot more...

Another month had passed. As Thunderlane expected, Scootaloo was furious about Thunderlane's new 'ideas' but always gave in at the end when he threatened to cease treatments. However, there was one limit she was adamant on; he could NOT be her first inside of her pussy. As tough of a proposition that was, Thunderlane reluctantly agreed, though he secretly promised himself that he'd make her beg for him to take her virginity and crave him and only him one day.

But there was a more immediate problem.

"Shit." Thunderlane muttered as he looked over Scootaloo's file. Her wingpower measurement during her test two months ago had been abysmal, but as Rainbow Dash had been recording Scootaloo's improvements it was clear that the steroids were working very well. Too well. If she kept up her current half-dosage treatments she'd reach her goal in no time, and he guessed that her new wing strength would become permanent after another two or three months. No one should ever gain as much strength as Scootaloo was, and the only reason he wasn't under suspicion right now was due to everyone guessing her underdeveloped wings were finally maturing.

'This is too much of a good deal to end now. I have to stunt her advancement somehow.' Thunderlane thought, drumming his fingers on his desk as he thought of what he could do. 'I can't reduce her dosage, she's already receiving half of what everyone else is. And she's training every day with Rainbow Dash. I need to slow her down somehow. But how? Slow her down... wait...

Quickly diving into his bag he brought out a small vial he had prepared at home for another task. Inside was what appeared to be water, but inside was actually an extremely potent mixture that he had proudly perfected. Dumping the vial into a cup, he then emptied a syringe of his steroid into it as well and carefully mixed the two. He grinned when he saw that the two liquids blended perfectly together with no noticeable changes, and with great care he filled two empty syringes with his new concoction. There was no clearly noticeable difference between these two 'new' syringes and his usual stuff, and just as he tossed the empty vial into the trash someone knocked on his door.

"Come in." he said. "Ah, Scootaloo, perfect timing. I've got some good news for you. No, really. I'm upping you to two syringes to help you get faster results. Seriously. Look, you don't even have to 'pay' me for today's treatment... yes, I'm completely serious. Now come here, let's get this over with..."

9. ...And Back to the Present

Thunderlane put down his phone, having scrolled through the hundreds and hundreds of photos he had taken of Scootaloo during his time with her. He glanced at the clock and saw that only a few hours had passed and groaned impatiently. Perhaps this lockdown would take longer than he thought...

'Guess I'll go kill some time at the gym.' he thought, getting up and dressed before heading out of his room. He took the elevator down to the gym and wasn't surprised to see a few of his teammates already there, pushing their bodies to the limit more to relieve stress than to stay in shape. They all nodded silently as Thunderlane entered, all of them not needing to speak as they all had the same topic on their minds. Thunderlane returned the nods of acknowledgment before going over to an empty treadmill, easily falling into a brisk run and working up a sweat.

Throughout his workout Thunderlane saw the entire Wonderbolts team come in and out for their own workouts. Well, almost the entire team. There was of course one pegasus who didn't show up at all to train in the gym... a certain pegasus under house arrest until further notice:

Rainbow Dash.

It was no surprise that there were two guards posted outside Rainbow Dash's room, as well as two additional guards just down the hallway by the elevators. Their role was dual purpose; to stop Rainbow Dash from leaving, as well as stop anyone from entering her room. Thankfully for them, Dash had no intention of leaving the sanctuary of her room anytime soon. Maybe never...

Curled up in the fetal position on her bed, Rainbow Dash clung tightly to the purse Scootaloo had left behind. Her memory of how she got back to her room or who had helped her back didn't exist at all. Instead, her head was filled with memories of Scootaloo flashing non-stop through her mind, and it didn't take long for deep thoughts of denial to begin sinking in.

"S-Scoots... I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." Dash mumbled through her tears as she clung tightly to her friend's purse. "Please, don't leave me. I'm sorry. Don't leave me alone."

Unable to admit that her friend and protege was truly gone, one of the fragile strings of sanity left finally snapped in Dash's head, causing Rainbow to sit up and wipe her eyes dry.

"No... no, she's not gone. She's not gone, she'll be back. Yeah, she's gonna be back soon. Then we can go back to training. Yeah, training..."

Reaching over to the nightstand, Rainbow frowned as she saw she had no new messages from Scootaloo. Ignoring the multiple messages from Twilight and her other friends, she finally realized something obvious; "Stupid me, Scootaloo left her phone here with me. B-but she'll be back for it soon!" she said aloud to help convince herself.

Rainbow reached into Scootaloo's purse and pulled out her phone. There were of course no additional messages on her phone, but Rainbow Dash unlocked the phone and started scrolling through her messages anyway, unsure of what exactly she was looking for. Rainbow Dash ignored the fact that Thunderlane's name was at the top of the list, instead focusing on her own name just underneath his. 'Heh, of course she'd have my number. I'm her best friend, after all.' she thought. There was no need for her to bother scrolling down any farther, especially down at the very bottom where a message to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had sat unanswered for almost two years. However, doubt began to cross Rainbow's mind and she began to worry. 'Wait, what if she can't find my number quickly with all these other messages? What if she texts the wrong pony and she gets upset that I don't answer her?' she thought in a panic. She hastily began deleting the few other message threads on Scootaloo's phone, then also began deleting all the contacts as well, making sure to only leave the contact information for herself, Rainbow Dash.

"There. Now she'll be able to reach me. She'll be back and call me. We can hang out again..." Rainbow Dash said with a sickening grin. "She and I can... we can do all sorts of things... she's not gone..."

"We can fly together."

5. Whoosh! Flop...

Scootaloo couldn't get out of the building fast enough. She had dreamt of walking these very hallways ever since she first saw the Wonderbolts in action, but now they were the stuff of nightmares. She wanted nothing more than to return home to Ponyville, to forget about ever becoming a Wonderbolt, even if it meant giving up flying through the sky with her crush.

'Finally!' she thought as she burst through the front doors and rushed outside. 'I'm never coming back here! I-WOAH!'

Spreading her wings to fly off, Scootaloo let out a small shriek as she ascended up into the air faster than she ever had before. She panicked and tucked her wings tightly against her body, causing her to fall the dozen or so feet back to the grassy lawn below her. She stumbled and fell, thankfully completely uninjured but absolutely shocked by the sudden ascension; it normally took her a few flaps of her wings to take off from the ground, but this time she had just flapped once. She had never taken off that quickly before.

Timidly getting back to her feet, she slowly unfolded her wings and gave them a half-hearted flap. Normally she would never come close to taking off with such a feeble attempt, but this time she felt herself lift off every so slightly, her body rising up enough so her toes were the only part of her feet still touching the grass.

'What the?' she thought, shocked by the new strength her wings seemed to have obtained. Wanting to see if this was real or just another dream, she spread her wings once more and took off, rocketing upwards into the sky. Her flying was like a pegasus foal learning to fly for the first time; erratic and shaky, but for the first time in her life she found it easy to stay aloft. No longer did she have to flap her wings twice as hard as normal pegasi to just maintain lift, and as she began flying off back towards Ponyville she found that her wings were finally strong enough for her to glide more than a few yards before she would begin falling.

'I'm doing it... I'm flying like a real pegasus!' she thought, grinning ear to ear as she felt the wind rushing by her faster than ever before. She managed to finally control her new found flying capability, and to test her new limits she soared off straight to Ponyville, intent on making it home without stopping every five minutes to rest as she normally had to.

Not only did Scootaloo make it home without stopping once for a rest, but she also made it home in record time. She couldn't help but try a quick loop-de-loop before flying into her bedroom through her window and landing directly on her bed.

"I did it! I did..." she said aloud before breaking down and crying. It was a mixture of tears of joy from being able to finally fly like a normal pegasus and tears from years and years of pent up frustration from her handicap. But now... now her dreams of joining the Wonderbolts were closer than ever before. In fact, with this new gift she'd have no trouble building her strength to where she needed to be to join the elite flyers.

Finally, things were looking up for Scootaloo.

"No no no! Agh!"

Scootaloo screamed in frustration and impatience as she tried to take off but found herself once again struggling to obtain flight. It had only been three days since she had been given the steroid, and despite flying stronger than ever since then, she now found herself beginning to struggle once more just like she had for so long. Panic began to set in her fragile mind; she had started becoming accustomed to her new wings and was now scared that it was all just a fluke; that after tasting sweet salvation, she would now be cast back down to her role as a weak, pathetic pegasus.

"Celestia damnit! Why can't... I... argh!" she yelled up into the sky as she struggled to take off again. Her wings began to ache and hurt again like they did before... a feeling that she had hoped that she'd never have to experience again.

Unable to keep trying, she fell to the ground and angrily struck her fist on the dirt. "What is wrong with me? It was so easy before." she said softly. She had always hoped that the steroids Thunderlane had given her weren't responsible for her new gift, that she was finally strong enough on her own, but now she began to realize that Thunderlane... he may have been right all along.

'I need to talk to Rumble.' she thought, quickly sprinting off to his house. She hoped that he would still be home since the new academy class wouldn't be starting until after this year's Equestrian Games, which the Wonderbolts were rigorously training for. Finally reaching Rumble and Thunderlane's house she knocked heavily on the front door, and to her relief Rumble opened to door to see who had come to visit.

"Hey Scootaloo. What's up- wah!" he said in surprise as Scootaloo pushed him inside and closed the door for privacy.

"How long does this stuff last for?" Scootaloo demanded to know.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Rumble replied.

Scootaloo grabbed Rumble's shirt and shoved him up against the wall. "That steroid your brother gave you, how long does it last for? Why isn't it working for me anymore?" she demanded desperately.

Rumble's heart dropped as he realized that his 'secret' was out. "W-w-what are you t-talking about?" he stammered nervously in an attempt to bluff one last time. "I don't... I have no idea what you mean."

Desperate for an answer, Scootaloo held up her other hand and formed a fist, making sure Rumble saw her threat. "I'm not playing around! I need to know! Why isn't it still working for me?" she asked hysterically.

Rumble saw the crazed, desperate look in her eyes and decided that his secret wasn't worth his life. "Okay, okay! Don't hurt me! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" he pleaded.

Scootaloo let go, watching as he crumpled to the floor and shielded his face with his hands from any further attack. However, Scootaloo refrained from assaulting him and instead remained standing over him while she interrogated him.

"Now, tell me, how long does this stuff usually last?" she demanded again.

Rumble didn't hesitate to answer. "Usually a w-week. At least that's what he d-d-does for me." he stammered. "It... it's permanent effects aren't very significant s-s-so that's why he gives it out so often."

That was the answer Scootaloo was hoping she wouldn't hear; having to see Thunderlane that often was something she wanted to avoid at any cost. "Where does he keep it? Show me!"

Rumble recoiled as he knew Scootaloo wouldn't like his answer. "I don't know, I really don't, I swear!" he said. His eyes widened in fear as he saw Scootaloo balling her fists once more and knew he had to somehow convince her. "I'm telling the truth! Please, don't hurt me!"

Rumble shut his eyes tightly, waiting to feel her fist against his face, but instead all he heard was Scootaloo storming away from him, then his front door open and slam shut. Daring to take a peek, he sighed with relief as he saw that he was once again alone in his house. He quietly made his way to the nearest window to make sure she had truly gone before dropping his guard and collapsing on the nearest chair.

"Crazy mare..." he muttered to himself, unable to believe that he had a crush on her back in school and had nearly asked her out. 'Guess I really dodged that catastrophe.'