Making Honey

"Morning After"

Curled up, floating... nice and warm. It was dark. There was nothing to worry about.

Suddenly Diamond was bathed in a pale light, mellow, yet piercing enough for her to screw up her face. She turned away toward her foreleg, which felt like it weighed a ton. It did little to block out the light. Gradually she opened her eyes, as she heard the recognizable din of bounding down the stairs.

Diamond was laying on her back, groggy... looking at her pink surroundings. Breathing in deep she took in the smell of foal powder. By the time Buttercup emerged at the bottom of the stairs things began coming back to her.

"Hi Honey!" Buttercup said, slowly approaching with a foreleg full of small containers. "How are you?" Diamond just watched in complete silence as she walked around the table and set whatever she had down. "Not speaking this morning? Well, that's okay!"

Turning the table so she was no longer speaking to Diamond's ear, the two were face-to-face yet again. Not wanting to make eye-contact, Diamond instead fixed her eyes upwards and could see a small window high above Buttercup. It showed the sun's rays. Whether it was morning or evening, Diamond couldn't exactly be sure, but it felt like either. First thing Buttercup did was reach down and touch the pacifier with one hoof, tugging on its elastic attachment to Diamond's shirt, all the while putting the other hoof to her captives crotch and giving a gentle squeeze. Crinkle! Diamond's eyes looked down, then up at Buttercup... instinctively making eye-contact, only to look away.

"You're dry!" the older mare exclaimed, examining the pacifier. "Good girl! Maybe we can try potty training in a few years, but not right now, okay?"

It was in that moment Diamond scanned her body and discovered that she did, in fact, have to pee as she did each time she woke up from a deep sleep... just not badly. Not yet, anyway...

Expecting the pacifier to be placed in her mouth, Diamond closed her eyes, but was surprised when, Buttercup instead stepped to the side to grab something. She opened her eyes to find Buttercup had a couple small jars and a small spoon, and was popping open one of the tops. Once it was open, she stuck the spoon inside, then turned back to her captive with a smile.

"Open up!"

By this point, Diamond knew not to argue, and complied without a word, eyes off to the side.

The spoon went in. Buttercup spoofed her captive with practiced dexterity. Every time she'd swallow it, a new spoonful would take its place, with Buttercup's expectant eyes fixated on her. She looked up only once, maybe twice if the first time counted, but she didn't look in her eyes. The food first tasted of oatmeal, and was gone fairly quickly, to be replaced by a jar of what tastes like barely, then bananas, apples, and finally pears. By the end, even from the tiny jars, Diamond actually felt slightly full, though she didn't exactly feel hungry to begin with. Buttercup cleaned her chin... reaching behind yet again to grab a very familiar object. The young captive mare took one look at it and had a definite reaction -- it was the bottle.

"No..." The mare turned her head to the side, not that it would do any good.

"Shhh... it's just formula. Promise. The quicker it's gone, the quicker we can play. I've time right now. You want out, don't you?"

Diamond looked up into Buttercup's eyes, clear and pure this time. The older mare looked back, a wrinkle of her smile underneath. Diamond nodded, complying... and in the nipple went.

Upon first suckle Diamond immediately knew this was not what she had been given the night before. It tasted like sweetened vanilla chalk. Her eyes went wide, the taste almost bad enough to gag, but like the day before she swallowed it quickly. She couldn't help instinctively trying to move her head away though, but it was stopped by the table.

With a mean smile and her other hoof, Buttercup stroked her mane while holding her head still. She two looked at each other.

"Suckle, suckle..." Buttercup commanded, softly. "I know it tastes icky, but it's still good for you! We don't always get what we want, but later on you can have mommy's milk if you like."

Swallowing, Diamond took in another mouthful and sucked it down as Buttercup adjusted the position of the nipple so it was, again, resting against the roof of her mouth. She gagged slightly, only to be comforted.

"There, there..." Buttercup said, slipping her hoof behind Diamond's head. "You've got a ways to go yet... same rhythm as last time, sweetie. You can do it." She leaned in close, kissing the rainbow-maned mare's forehead, whispering, "I'll let you out afterwards... promise."

Diamond, looking down at the bottle, then up at Buttercup, began to suck as she had before. Putrid-tasting as it was, she swallowed what came out each time it filled her mouth.

"Good girl."

Preferring not to look up into the mare's blue gaze, Diamond shut her eyes and did her best to tune out the taste... soon she'd be released, after all.

* * *

Finally the liquid stopped and Diamond could taste no more.

"Good girl!" Buttercup said, pulling away the nipple. "You drank that down a lot quicker than I expected. Must've been pretty good, huh?"

"N-no...," Diamond replied, softly.

"It's an acquired taste, or so I've been told." Setting down the bottle, Buttercup walked around the table and flicked a switch. Diamond found herself no longer on her back, but on an incline almost upright. "Feel better?"

The captive mare nodded as Buttercup made her way around the table again.

"Good! I'm going to let you down soon. Less than seven minutes to go."

"Really?"

"Of course!" Buttercup beeped her nose. "You can't be in there all the time. It's not healthy! We only just have to wait..."

Diamond cocked her head, as Buttercup came in closer, grabbing the pacifier by her side.

"For what?"

"Open up and I'll tell you." She did as she was told, but was surprised when Buttercup kept her hoof there, then kept another hoof by her head, again holding her still. "We still have to wait for this."

Diamond felt a sudden small tearing sensation on her upper left leg, almost like an insect bite. She tried to look over at what had touched her, but she couldn't see anything through her own foreleg. The pain left quickly, leaving a dull ache in its place.

"Done," said the deep voice of Ironhoof.

Out of the corner of her eye Diamond watched as Ironhoof made his way around the table, a syringe in his hoof he was just tucking into his saddle bag. She took a breath, a million thoughts racing through her mind at that moment, with a feeling of panic quickly overtaking all of them. She struggled, wriggling in the restraints, softly groaning, clacking and crinkling, tears streaming down her cheeks as she did stared into Buttercup's unblinking gaze, which appeared quite blurry. Buttercup continued to tightly her head and the pacifier.

"Shhh, shhh, sshhhh..." Buttercup said, quietly. "It's okay... it's okay."

"MMMNOO, ISSH MNOT!"

"Shhh..." The older mare wiped one of the tears with the edge of her foreleg. "It was only medicine, Sweetie, something to keep you happy! It's not going to hurt you. Just relax and let yourself drift away. Mommy's got you."

"One will not hurt you," added Ironhoof. "The better you are for her, the less you'll need of it. Be good and you will only get it just once a week."

"Yes, yes, yes... soon you're going to come out of the playpen and you'll get a chance to roam!" Buttercup continued to hold the pacifier, but moved her foreleg to the front of Diamond's face, wiping her nose. "If you promise to be nice I'll take my hoof off your binky... then you can ask Mister Ironhoof anything you like!"

Looking past Buttercup at Ironhoof's figure leaning up against the wall, watching, Diamond nodded her head.

"Good girl," Buttercup said, slowly removing both her hooves.

The pacifier fell and Diamond craned her neck towards the butler.

"What did you give me!?"

Ironhoof pushed himself from the wall and approached.

"Had you been good last time I would have told you. You're being sedated, so you can roam freely in the nursery. There is not much to be said, except to say it's taking a bit longer than it usually does for us to start to see the effects of an injection, though you are considerably more ample than most of Buttercup's babies have been. It will overtake you soon."

"You'll be so cute!"

Maybe it was just in her mind, but Diamond noticed her forehooves beginning to feel lighter. With that the restraints did not feel as tight and she welcomed that. Taking a deep breath, there wasn't much more she could say, but she would try:

"I want to go home."

"But you are home!" Buttercup responded quietly.

"No!" She turned her head towards Buttercup again. "I mean, my home. Away from here! This isn't right!"

"You are not going anywhere," Ironhoof said, coldly. "I've made sure of that."

"No!" Diamond shook her head, noticing lips felt a bit numb, along with the right side of her face, traveling down her neck. "Please..."

"Soon I promise it won't matter to you where you are. You'll be happy and docile."

Buttercup's hoof found its way back to the side of Diamond's mane, stroking it slowly.

"It's okay... just relax."

"I jusss want out," she said, looking up and feeling bits of drool falling from the edge of her lips. "I promiss won't tell anypony. Reeally!"

The older mare glanced back at her butler, smiling.

"Oh, it's starting!" she exclaimed, smiling. "This is so adorable, Ironhoof."

"Like earlier seems to be hitting her harder than the others, too. It's possible I gave her too much this time, but once should be fine."

"Let mee go," Diamond said, noticing the colorful striations in the air as Buttercup moved to the side and Ironhoof moved around her. It felt as though she were watching them through a fan. "Pleeass... let me go."

Ironhoof stood as close as Buttercup was to her, together the two looked almost like husband and wife. The pink light seemed to gently swirl behind and around them as they looked at each other then back at her.

"Your fear is fading," the deeper voice echoed. "Breathe deeply, in and out... let yourself fall away. We've got you. I'll do everything in my power to help keep you safe. You make my mistress quite happy, it would be wrong of me to let you die or get hurt. You can trust us, and if you don't yet, you will."

She looked up at him, her head moving before she even completed the thought that she wanted it to.

"Mommy loves you, sweetie."

"Jussst... let me... go home...."

"Ssshhh..." Before Diamond knew it, through the pins and needles sensation around her mouth she felt the round, rubbery bulb of the pacifier being placed inside. "No more talking. Just suckle."

"Breathe. I promise this will be enjoyable for you, too. I designed this particular sedative to take a pony back, it will disarm you peacefully. You'll be helpless as a foal, but you are safe. Just breathe through your nose, and everything will be okay."

Slowly, Diamond did as she was told. Breathing in and out, and suckling on the pacifier, watching the lights swirl all around her and the eyes of the mistress and her servant meet with a predatory smile each time she seemed to space out for just a moment too long. Each time that happened, though, she felt herself drift a little bit further back.

Eventually Buttercup removed her hoof, though Diamond didn't even notice by that time. Her pupils were big and reflected back the smiling face of her new mommy mistress and her butler.