Chapters It was the day. The day she waited for so long. A day all for herself. No pony to ruin this most magnificent day. The white and purple unicorn trotted happily inside her boutique getting ready for this particular day out. A wide brimmed sea blue hat with a matching saddle, a small sailor scarf to finish the composition. She looked in the mirror to inspect herself. Magic ironed out the last few details. She was perfect.
Rarity my dear,
I write this invitation to you with utmost joy. One of the greatest designers of Prance will be visiting us in Equestrtia and I was given the honor to be her host. She is Perle Fine and you probably know all of her works. She showed great interest in your designs and would love to meet you. We will be holding a small banquet at the Shobedo harbor next tuesday. I hope you can join us. In the envelope there is ticket for the train. You simply have no excuse to avoid this carrier deciding event.
Im awaiting your arrival.
Sincerely Fancy Pants
She was happy and almost couldn’t stop giggling on her way to the train station. Perle Fine was one of the greatest designers in Prance. Her work inspired countless fashionistas and she was well known for her lust for travel. Also if the gossip was true, she loved to spend her bits. Garish parties, castles all to her and the greatest workshop in the world. It was her dream to get that big in her future and with the more and more jobs she got all around Equestria this might make her even known in Prance. How she longed for a trip into that distant land of fashion and luxury. She reached the station and found the train. Most of the wagons were simple passenger carts but the one she had a ticket for was the first class cart. A very comfy chair, a glass of sweet wine and calm music. The cart was sound proofed so she could fully enjoy the view and the music. No rattling of the rails. This was the life. She knew she could afford travel like this, but staying with her friends most of the time was more important than luxury. The only reason she didn’t invite any of her friends was the knowledge, of how easily they get bored in society parties. She would bring back gifts of course. A book for Twilight, some nice horseshoes for Fluttershy, something awesome for Dash, a bunch of candy for Pinkie and some rare products for Applejack. She would get so flushed, swearing she would never use anything fancy like those. She giggled as she watched the world go by her window.
She gracefully disembarked from the cart and immediately saw the handsome stallion. Fancy Pants was as dashing as ever. His mustache and mane well kept, his clothes were the finest in Equestria and his posture put every other stallion to shame. When he noticed Rarity, he immediately went to her and they exchanged small bows and flatteries as he kissed the tip of her hoof. He led her to a small cart which was pulled by two earth ponies in uniform.
This shocked her. She wasn’t that big of a designer yet and Perle not just wanted to meet her but actually organized a party just so she could see her. She felt herself blush a bit from the excitement but gathered herself.
The music started again, discussions restarted and the event was in full blown. Perle talked with all of her guests. Some well chosen words, some compliments and questions about affairs. Rarity was enchanted. She was in her element. Talking with the elite and fitting in with them was as easy for her as breathing. This evening was going to be perfect.
She didn’t even notice the time. When she finally came out of the daze of so many new meetings and contacts, she noticed how few of the ponies actually remained in the party area. The band was slowly playing less and less before they stopped completely. The other guests left one by one with chariots or on foot. She realized that apart from some compliments or mild gestures she hadn’t talked with Perle at all. She searched for Fancy Pants on the now almost completely empty pier. She carefully chose her words.
The stallion only chuckled before he answered.
She nodded and decided to visit one of the tables to refresh herself. Some wine would do it. Perle brought some of the finest bottles of red wine she ever tasted. Sweet and yet not overpowering. Lost in the taste and the bliss of alcohol, she at first did not notice the hooves that were touching her clothes. When she realized it, she turned back, alarmed to look directly in the eyes of the slender Perle. Her golden eyes looked into hers as she started smiling.
Before she could finish the sentence, the foreign unicorn pressed her lips to the hers. She was totally dumbfounded. Perle was smiling with a big grin as she levitated not a glass, but a whole bottle to herself. She refilled Rarity’s glass first before she took an unladylike sip from the bottle. Fancy Pants joined the pair with that all knowing smile.
The designer danced around the empty pier, her hooves giving off soft thumps as she danced across the boards with utmost joy etched on her face. Her voice still as fine as silk but now filled with emotions of joy and happiness.
She shrugged and took another sip. Then she started walking towards the Yacht on the far side of the pier.
Rarity just nodded and followed the tall unicorn with the still smiling colt. They reached the boat. White as pearls adorned with golden marks and gemstones, that were filled to the brim with protective spells. It looked modern and elegantly designed. On board there was a small pool, probably filled with magically heated water. She was lead into the interior. A little kitchen with a small stove, sink and fridge; on the other side a crescent moon shaped sofa with a table. She was still lead further inside, joined by some more bottles and glasses. The next door led into the bedroom. On the side was a small closet sized shower and inside the dimly lit room was a huge heart shaped bed. At least four ponies could sleep on it. The inner room was filled with several dozen gems embedded into the walls with utmost precision. They all took places on pillows that were laid out on the floor. Fancy Pants took a smaller square ical glass from Perle and poured himself some Lost Pegasus whisky. She still had her own wine and Perle poured herself some from her pet bottle.
And with that the conversations started. Perle was something new to Rarity. So open and yet so educated. Rarity learned so much that day. About Perles and Fancy’s friendship and her travels. And she got stories from Rarity about her adventures and the excitement of creating dresses for the elite of canterlot, the passion of creating clothes. The stallion was mostly silent adding in facts and details, making the conversation flow smoothly. As the night went on and the drinks went down, Rarity knew what Perle reminded her of: A finely spiced brandy.
Hours later she felt more than tipsy. They were standing on the deck of the yacht. The gentle cold breeze clearing their heads. This was a fun night. They watched Fancy Pants walk down the pier to get a cart. Perle watched him and Rarity noticed with a small blush that she was actually watching his rear end. When he was out of sight Perle turned to the fashionista.
This was it, Rarity realized. The moment that would launch her career to the heights of fashion.
Rarity nodded. This was her chance. Yes, the work would be stressful but still so entertaining. Ideas were already popping into her head. The only thing that broke her concentration was the chariot coming to the end of the pier. She looked up to the slender unicorn to say her farewell.
Her jaw hit the floor. Rarity the fashionista, also the owner of one of the most luxurious yachts in the world? This must be a joke. So many good things happened one after another. She looked at Perle who had a small sad smile as she slowly pulled a hoof across the white railing.
Rarity nodded. She had no other choice.
A light flickered around Perle, that floated over to the fashionista. The light only stayed for a second, then disappeared. Then she noticed a new figure in the corner of her eye. Perle smiled as Rarity inspected the figure. He was a colt. A pearl white colt with a dark blue mane. He had a nice strong build with a gentle smile and infinitely deep blue eyes, his cutie mark the very ship they were standing on. He bowed before her and spoke.
She looked at the unicorn and back to the colt.
She trotted down to the pier waving to the still dazed fashionista then she joined Fancy Pants in the chariot. Before they left and the blinds were closed she could actually see the two of them embracing in a passionate kiss. She blushed and turned around. She was alone on her new yacht, that was a gift from the greatest designer of her time. A gift to a new, upcoming designer who would join the most elite collections in the world. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She yelled out in joy and started giggling and prancing on the deck. She was the happiest pony in all of Equestria. She would have continued her happy dance until morning, if a calm voice hadn’t interrupted her.
She noticed the white buck standing next to her and watching her with a worried look.
As she listened to the explanation she started walking around exploring parts of the yacht. The hot bath was off at the moment and she didn’t feel like dipping in. The projected stallion followed her, as she entered the kitchen, checking the fridge that was mostly full of wines.
At that Rarity looked up at the colt.
She blinked at the last one.
It was the projections turn to laugh. It was well mannered and controlled.
Rarity was now blushing deeply. She slowly entered the bedroom. Her eyes exploring the huge bed. In her still hazy mind she imagined the slender unicorn in pleasure arching her back and crying out. She shook her head. This wasn’t right, no, no, no. She was a lady, she would not think ideas like this. Yet the seed was planted and her thoughts wandered. How does it work? How does it feel? Her thoughts raced and she found herself on the bed. It was soft and extremely comfortable. The sheets were made from the finest silk that caressed her body. She knew that she couldn’t turn back. Deep down she already decided that this would happen and the alcohol did not help holding back these urges. Her mouth was dry so she sipped from her glass before she spoke again. She wanted to sound calm and well composed but her voice was nervous.
Orage smiled as he slowly walked towards the mare. Then a light engulfed her. A very faint shimmer that was really hard to notice. He moved next to her, his body not leaving any marks on the sheets. When his hoof reached out and touched her shoulders she actually felt the pressure. Like an actual hoof was pressing down on her. He started moving his hoofs. Slowly exploring her back. Massaging the tender spots. The field around her pressed down on more points then a simple pony could touch. Slowly working out the knots in her muscles. She was melting under his gentle touch. This was good. Realy good. She was sinking into the feeling but then a light touch on her flank brought her back. She looked back and saw the image moving towards her flanks. He had a calm reassuring expression. As he concentrated on her rear. She let out a pleasurable sigh. He was good. Rarity instinctively raised her tail. Her body reacting in so many ways to his gentle touch. Orage smiled as he moved a hoof lower to play with her well kept tail. Then lower avoiding every important bit. She bit her lip and let out a small moan. She needed it. In a low almost silent voice she whispered.
He leaned next to her ear and she felt the pressure of a body pressing next to her even though she knew he wasn’t real.
He was toying with her, she realized. The thought that it made her even more excited, was the only reason she played along.
He smiled as he raised his hoof from her rump. She almost started yelling at him then her mind went blank with pleasure as the pressure re-appeared at the right spot. She arched her back as her muscles tensed as a small orgasm hit her. She let out a pleased, long moan. He removed the visionary hoof from her flower, then positioned himself behind her. She felt the field imitate the weight of a real pony. Her tail was moved out of place, then she felt the pressure again; different this time. He was slow and gentle as he slowly pushed his magical length inside.
It filled her nicely, giving her a nice feeling of fullness. He let her get used to it before he pulled back to push in again. She was moaning clearly at this point. His pace steadily increasing. She didn’t need to say a word. He knew how she wanted it. Changing pace, movement, power. The sensation was completed with him actually grunting and moaning with the thrusts. Her mind was blank from the pleasure. No coherent words left her mouth just moans, as her tongue lolled out.
Time lost its meaning, all she knew was the fact that she was on the edge for too long. He knew when to slow down, when to change pace to keep her away from that peak. Her mind grunted in annoyance. He changed once again, fast and hard. She let out a moan as there was no turning back. Her muscles tensed as the hardest orgasm of her life wrecked her body. There was nothing else, just the pleasure. It died down slowly as he kept moving slowly and gently to prolong her summit.
Once she calmed down and she could finally relax her muscles he slowly pulled out leaving her with an empty, yet satisfied feeling. The field didn’t leave as the invisible hoofs worked her muscles yet again to soften out the new tension. After a while she was ready to talk again.
He just smiled at that. The field slowly leaving her body and moving something new into sight. It was a big pillow. He levitated it to the tired mare who gratefully hugged it close to herself as the light moved the covers over her.
Her eyelids were heavy and sleep was so hard to keep away. Yet one question nagged her in the back of her mind.
She did not answer. She drifted to sleep with a smile on her face and a wicked idea in her head.
(Disclaimer: This chapter contains mild bondage.)
Rarity was living the life. She was basking in the sun after a long week of work, enjoying the benefits of her recent explosion into a new scene. Perle was true to her word and soon some of her designs appeared in her collection, making the Equestria only fashionista famous outside her home. The sun was shining down through the cloudless sky while the cool sea breezes kept her body comfortably cool. She levitated a glass of wine to her lips. This was the life. She started feeling a bit dizzy after staying out so long so she brought her glass inside her newest friend. Calme Orage currently did not show himself. She had learned that the image was weaker in the daylight. He was still around though, doing his work and enjoying the sun. In the week she actually owned the yacht, Rarity had learned much. For example the he was powered by the sun. Even the weakest ray could power his magic but when the weather was bad for a long time, he had reserves saved in crystals in the lower deck. The interior was nice and cool. One of the gems filled the room with cool air to shield her from the sun. Then she entered the bedroom and closed the door. The mood lighting kicked in as she gracefully laid down on the bad. Siping from her wine again as she layed on her belly.
She felt the magic field envelop her as it carefully started working on her muscles. She let out a pleased sigh as she felt the tension in her muscles disappear. Creating new designs and actually making them for models she never met was hard work. Her muscles felt so tense after moving and hoof sewing so many little details. Her magic helped a lot but still, tension built up.
He did not stop the work on her muscles as he was talking. Ideas floated into her head. But most of them were disregarded. She wasn’t really into most of the things he explained. Yet she might know somepony who would be.
Applejack was having a good day. The market was busy and a lot of ponies were buying apples. Some just to have a light snack and others, who had plans for bigger dinners. The farm pony was happy that she could help them out with the fruits of her labour. She was setting up some apples in a neat little pyramid, when a certain white unicorn friend of hers pulled up to her.
“We already talked about this Sugar Cube. I wont model for you.”
“It was probably a lot of bits to make it. So what about...you know...forget about it and just sell it to some hoity toity rich pony?”
Applejack was a nervous wreck from that moment. Events went on without her realizing them. Her thoughts wandered and she couldn’t focus on anything. Many badly bucked trees resulted in as many apples falling on her head. Big Mac actually was worried about her, but she assured her big brother that she was just thinking too much about stuff. The colt gave her a questioning look, but he left it at that. The nights were even worse. Even after so much work her mind was too restless. Thoughts about a certain slumber party where a question was asked. A question that lead to the events now.
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It was a quiet night in the treehouse. This was Twilights second slumber party and it went so much better than the previous one. The three ponies actually enjoyed the night and AJ had to admit that Rarity could be good company. She was also restless on that night. She wanted to ask her friend a question. A question that shamed her deeply. Rarity had to know the answer but she was just so darned afraid to ask. Finally she gathered up her courage and carefully nudged the unicorn out of her sleep. She looked angrily at the farm pony before her expression changed. Applejack looked worried.
After she finished, she saw some tension leave the orange mare for the first time.
She gently stroked her mane and her answer was quiet and calming, like a mother to her foal.
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The day came. Somehow she slept through the night, yet strange dreams haunted her. In the morning she felt the sweat on her coat. The sheet were all tangled around her limbs and she kicked them off. Then she smelt something different, not the salty smell of sweat. She looked down and immediately knew what the origin was. The orange mare grabbed her sheets in a hurry and brought them outside to the well with the wash basin. She hurriedly washed them and hung them out to dry. After that came her own cold shower. It freshened her up just enough to face the day. After breakfast and some small goodbyes, she headed out to meet her friend at the train station.
The long walk to town didn’t help her uneasiness. She knew that she could still turn back now, ignore the invite and just leave it at that, but it still nagged her. Deep down she wanted this, craved this. Sometime later she reached the town. Her head was so full that barely any other idea could find place. The station was almost completely bare, except for one train with very few carts. Before one of them she saw Rarity encouraging a colt to pack a large bag into the cart. AJ felt her ears burn as she walked closer to her friend. The unicorn noticed her and gave a gentle smile.
The trip was uneventful. Some small talk was made but it barely eased the tension. After a bit AJ finally gathered the courage to ask some of the important questions.
When they arrived, Applejack was kind enough to carry the bag that Rarity had brought. It wasn’t that heavy but it was full of items that the Earth pony couldn’t guess through the bag. The walk wasn’t that long. A nice trip through the harbor town. AJ took in the scenery. The different buildings, the smell of earth replaced with the salty smell of the sea. The creak of wood under her feet. Seeing ships around the harbor that were rocking with the gentle rhythm of the waves. Rarity lead her friend through a bunch of small ships to that one specific white yacht. They stopped next to it as the plank was lowered from an unseeable compartment. She led the way and the earth pony followed. On the deck she put down a bag while looking around and whistling.
Rarity interrupted gently and pulled the earth pony inside the cabin with the bag behind her in a magic field. The colt followed. The unicorn grabbed a bottle from the fridge and two glasses. She poured for both of them and offered one of the glasses to Applejack. Then motioned them to sit down. The crescent shaped sofa was comfy and supported them nicely.
“Pardon?”
Applejack’s mind was pure chaos. The itch deep inside her was stronger and cried for release, while her mind was afraid and confused by this idea. To do things with a pony that didn’t really exist. She was nervous but she trusted Rarity. Since the start she supported her, gave her advice and even made whatever was in the bag, just to help her solve this puzzle in her mind and body. She drank the wine with one big gulp. The taste was too sweet for her but the warmness in her stomach helped a bit. She nodded at the pair.
The preparations were methodical. While Orage sailed himself out into the open ocean, Rarity helped her friend get ready for the occasion. A quick shower cleaned her coat and hair.The unicorn used her magic to comb and rebraid the golden strands of hair. The hat would stay off for the event. Then came the contents of the bag. Rarity brought up every item and told her what they were used for.
The first item was a blindfold. The kind the earth pony used to see on her friend, but made out of the black fake leather. Then came a small round ball with two straps filled with holes. A ball gag she was told. Then came the leather suit. Four sleeves to cover her legs but to leave her shoulders and her flank bare and a special pantie made from the same material to cover her important parts. Then the rope. AJ was quite surprised. The rope even though it looked as sturdy as any rope she saw, was soft. Not like silk or any other fancy materials, but it was soft to her touch. Rarity explained that it was treated and boiled so it won’t cause harm. Then a small pot filled with some cream. A gift from Zecora that helped heal the body. Rarity explained that she got it to help some of her models when the clothes were too tight and left marks. Then came some rings and additional straps she did not know how they worked. A long sleek item was next, black as the rest of the items. A small handle with a long body with a square ical end part. Rarity told her it was a riding crop. A kind of whip that was made for ponies who were experimenting like her. Then came a metal bar called spreader, to keep her legs apart. The last item was kept from her sight in a small box. The unicorn helped her dress into the leather leggings. They fit snugly and her image in the mirror on the wall made her hot inside. Still her mind was nervous. After the small amount of clothing was on, Rarity looked at her.
“Are you ready dear?”
Rarity smiled. Then she motioned Applejack to take place on the bed. She was lying there on her stomach, watching the door as Orage entered. He didn’t wear anything expect that calm smile. His smile got a little bigger when he noticed the orange mare. AJ couldn't keep her eyes on him as she felt her blush seep back in. The colt walked closer and grabbed the small black box with his magic. Rarity grabbed a bottle of wine with her glass and took a seat in the corner of the room. Orage stood right in front of her now.
The box was opened and a leather collar was removed from it. The shiny faux leather wasn’t the most important part. The small red metal tag with the symbol of three apples was. The magic levitated the collar to her neck the strap coiled around it and fastened. Not too tight just enough to keep it in place.
Then the rope came into view. The next several minutes were him tying her up. He made orders where she should turn and how she should position herself. The ropes went under her front legs. Those were tightened to her body and her neck. The rope was wrapped around her body and it was tightened to the point that it was almost hard to breath. Every bit of rope on her body sent shivers up her spine. When it tightened she barely could keep herself contained. It felt strange. Her body felt hot, and constricted. The rope didn’t hurt but was still unpleasant, yet under that layer was something that made her excited. She had to turn on her back. He caressed her belly before putting the ropes over there. The touch was electrifying. Then his face turned downwards and she instinctively pulled her tail between her legs. He chuckled while he continued his work. She was bound. Her whole body was immobile. Breathing was a little bit harder and yet the feeling wasn’t bad. Then came the metal bar that was put between her back legs. She couldn’t close them anymore, the last thing covering her dignity was her tail. He smiled at her.
She looked up with worry in her eye, as she saw one of the iron rings float out to be attached to the back of her collar. The other ring was attached to the base of her tail. They were bound together with a strap. She could not lower her tail anymore. Flexing the muscle tightened the collar around her neck. Now her flank and plot was exposed the last shreds of her dignity were hidden behind a small veil of leather.
His hoof touched one of her flanks, caressing it. She could do nothing. Her instinct to kick him away was bound down by the iron bar. She felt the hoof slowly creep closer to that last barrier. She felt her body strain as she could actually get a bit away from him. He grunted and she saw his calm face show annoyance.
He raised the blindfold next. Her world was covered in darkness. She wanted to talk but her words only came out as grunts and groans. The gag kept her from talking and soon she learned the other thing that the gags did. She started to drool and no force kept it back. She felt the hoof on her flank again. It was stronger now and it was feeling up every bit of her rear. She felt crazy. She couldn’t see and yet she started feeling pleasure from the rough treatment.
“Will you behave now?”
Meanwhile Rarity was having her own little party. The sight of that strong mare totally at the mercy of Orage was turning her on more and more. Her hooves were soaked in her own juices as she tried to find release. In the back of her mind she felt a bit jealous about all the attention that the colt was showing towards AJ and yet she couldn’t imagine herself being bound like that. She held back her moans but it was hard. Every moan from the earth pony sent pleasure through her. Her friends open mouth was just too inviting. She scooped closer. She pressed her lips into her friends and she reveled in the waves of her orgasm washing over her.
Applejack was more than surprised when she felt the wet and soft lips on hers. She knew it was Rarity and yet she didn’t mind. Her tongue danced around with the other ponies and she enjoyed it. The last bit of remorse was burned from her mind by the pain in her flanks and by the rope that was binding her. Orage stopped the whipping and was now covering her flanks with the cold ointment. It soothed the burning but left that sweet sourness. Then she felt his magic concentrate at her flanks again and felt that last wet berrier getting out of the way. She wanted it now more than anything.
She felt a weight on her back then something rubbed around her flank. It slowly moved closer and closer to her drenched nethers. Then it rubbed at her entrance for just a second before it was pushed in, in a swift motion. AJ cried out in pleasure. Her mouth hang open with every hard and strong thrust. Then he stopped. She raised her head her sight still stolen from her. She grunted not saying a word without his master's order. She tried to move her rear to make that delightful rod move again but the ropes prevented her from that.
Rarity was in total awe. The transformation from the strongest pony she knew to a pony who craved this and was so submissive, made her own pleasure rise. She watched attentively Where the two met. The room was filled with the sound of moaning and with the smell of sex and sweat. Orage moved fast and hard. He raised a hoof and smacked the bound ponys flank who cried out as her body stiffened under another orgasm. He continued for a while and she lost count of her own orgasms. Applejack stiffened again her breathing ragged her mouth open. He stopped and slowly pulled out. He removed the blindfold and the earth pony opened her eyes weakly.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- f1r3w4rr10r: That was a really fun chapter to proof read. And I really need to give a little thank you to Cheese (the humble author of this fic). On one side, AJ is my most favourite mane6 and on the other I GODDAMN LOVE CHOKERS AND COLLARS! There you have it. Nice work Cheese!
(Disclaimer: This chapter contains Mare on Mare action. If you dislike that sort of deal don’t read the end scene.)
Rainbow Dash was resting atop a cloud above Ponyville. She was having a calm day. Nothing really big to clear from the sky and nothing really that important to do. She still had one more hour before her shift was off, so she just waited atop the cloud and watched the bustling town below. She saw the school fillies playing near the school building. Ponies going into and out from shops. She saw some of her friends who went on their business. Like Pinky getting a huge cart full of sugar. But there were two she missed. The Apple cart was handled by the quiet Big Macintosh and the Carousel boutique was also dark and closed. Applejack probably had some work on the farm, and Rarity did her own stuff. Her thoughts were interrupted by the whistle of the train arriving in the station. She watched the ponies who disembarked then she noticed two of her friends getting of. The orange farm mare and the white fashionista. There was some smiling and some talk then they parted ways.
The pegasus left with a bright rainbow trail behind her. She made some fast turns before disappearing from sight. The orange pony adjusted her hat to hide her face. She was bright red, as she quickened her pace back to the farm.
Dash knew something was up. Ok AJ was clean, she was the element of honesty for Celestia’s sake. She could barely hide the party from Pinkie way back. So if anyone was deep in this it was the white unicorn. The pegasus circled in the air a few more times before shooting towards a very familiar circular shop. The lights were on in the main area so she did what she usually did: Full speed ahead through the window. The panels slammed open and she landed on a pile of pillows. She noticed that, instead of the usual wooden floor, she was now lying on a bunch of soft pillows. An annoyed white pony was looking down at her.
Rainbow Dash was following her routine. Days were nice and fun and the work was manageable. No big storms and no giant weather movements were planned. So she spent some of her free time observing. The biggest thing she noticed was Rarity’s behavior. She worked almost a full week in her shop. Sometimes a fancy pony or two arrived to talk with her. This wasn’t unusual. The unusual thing was, that she left every Saturday with the train and only returned Sunday. This intrigued her. Something about her leaving was strange. Usually she didn’t bring anything with her. Other times she had bags when she left which she didn’t bring back. Also that shipment she ordered never arrived. So there was only one option. She already planned it and asked the other pegasi of Ponyville to take that weekend over. She would follow the fashionista like a ninja through the shadows and all that cool stuff and find out what she was doing far away. If it was boring...meh, at least she could show off her tricks to new ponies, but if it was interesting...
A week passed and Rarity packed her bags. She wanted to try out a new design. Orage was a huge help in her work. His knowledge about trends and different cultures was priceless. He was a never ending trove of new things and experiences. A song she had never heard, a picture of some beautiful far away land, or one of those pleasant sessions to clean her head. She happily trotted towards the train station. She owned a yearly pass now, with all the traveling she did. The train attendants welcomed her and lead her to her usual booth. The fresh spring water with the lemon slice was just extra. Since her shop expanded and the orders piled up, she had the bits to spend and giving a big tip to these hard working colts and mares was the least she could do. She knew them by name and actually talked with them when they had the time. Coal Train over there for example was the quite engineer. Yet he loved classical music and when he had expressed how much he wanted to hear a concert by the famous cellist Octavia, she got him a ticket. These little exchanges didn’t just make the crew more happy to serve her, but overall improved the sometimes dull ride to her destination. Looking out the window she sipped the clear water and stopped for a second. Was that a rainbow line between those two clouds? She blinked and saw nothing. She shrugged and laid back into the comfy seat. Must be her imagination.
Rainbow Dash was sneaky. She knew this weekend was planned to be cloudy to ward some of the land from the hot summer sun. This suited her needs. She dashed from cloud cover to cloud cover. She could just go to the port town but that would mean she could miss Rarity when she arrived. She wore the black bodysuit that she owned to make her look more like a ninja. She knew it wasn’t that good in the daylight but it still made her feel like twenty percent sneakier. In the distance she could see the harbor and the blue vastness of the sea getting closer. Her goal was close.
After disembarking, the harbour was still quite a bit away. She walked in a calm slow pace, watching the harbour town. The town itself was paved and white buildings rose everywhere. There was a direct street down to the piers. Shops were everywhere and ponies talked and enjoyed the nice weather. She saw some zebras from other lands having a quiet break in a tea shop. Some sailors who turned their attention towards the white unicorn giving whistles of approval. She just smiled at them and walked onwards. She was getting used to the differences. She knew some nice places where she could eat and get some nice tea or coffee. There was a very nice wine store with an owner from prance who was just a delight to talk to. The fashionista visited some of the stores. Buying some food and delicacies.
Rainbow Dash was amazed. She saw her friend go through the town and shopping. She was almost disappointed, but then Rarity went towards the boats. When she boarded a white yacht Dash knew she hit the jackpot. She watched the white ship sail out into the clear waters and she followed. She stuck to a low hanging cloud and observed the unicorn through a pair of binoculars she brought. Rarity was making food. Vegetables fried in a hint of olive oil with seasonings and spices. Mixed in some slices of fresh fruit to compensate for the salty flavour and to give it a hint of sweetness. The sight of the meal and how peacefully and ladylike she ate, made Dash’s stomach grumble. She put away the binoculars and brought out her meal. It was a homemade daisy sandwich with some tomatoes and some lettuce. She gobbled up her meal and once her stomach was calmed, she observed. After the meal, the white unicorn rummaged through her bags and brought out a bottle of wine and a wide brimmed hat. She poured herself a glass and headed out to the pool. It filled with water and she sat down in it. Rainbow could see the bubbles that massaged her friend. Her mind was racing. Maybe Rarity finally found some rich colt she could be with, or maybe she was rich enough to buy her own yacht. Maybe she was actually some sort of millionaire who just spent her time in a small town as a hobbie. She needed to find out. Rarity indulged in some other forms of relaxation, while Rainbow took off her ninja garb. The bodysuit was tight and black which didn’t really help in the summer sun. After the sun started setting and darkness crept in, some lights started to shine on the deck. Not really bright, just enough to see clearly. Then she saw him. The white colt appeared from nowhere. He talked with Rarity for a while then the mare grabbed her bags with her magic and with a smile and a small shake of her rump walked inside the inner room. The colt shook his head and followed with a pleased smile. Okay...okay, this was huge. Rarity with a colt, out on the sea in a fancy yacht. She couldn’t hold back. Putting on the black suit, she flew down to the ship. Silently hovering, mot daring to touch the ground, she eased inside the kitchen. She could still smell the pleasant aroma of Rarity’s meal, but that was meaningless. She crept forward towards the voices. She saw that the door was slightly ajar. She peeked in, hearing the whole conversation clearly.
Rarity was brisking in the afterglow. She was stretching like a cat moving the tensed up muscles.
Meanwhile Rarity was having a calm trip back home. Today's attendant was a bright young mare named Night Blossom. The younger mare could barely contain her glee that she was working on the train were the one and only Rarity traveled. Whenever she went by, she asked small questions to the fashionista who answered delightfully. The conversations were short but they made the trip a bit more interesting. She just loved the passion of the young mare who had her own dreams and only worked as an attendant to start her career. Rarity made a mental note that, if the girl would ever show up on the scene, she would support her. She ordered some tea and laid back, enjoying the scenic view.
After arriving home, Rarity started preparations. The pillows on the ground near the window, the drama sofa at the ready and a bottle of wine to make everything a bit better. She turned the magical lights on and started working around with fabrics just for show.
The week passed and they walked through the streets of Shobedo harbor. Rarity with the patience of a saint was browsing shops, while Dash was more and more impatient by the second.
After eating they went inside the sanctum. Rarity brought out a pair of bags and showed its contents. Rainbow felt a small blush creeping in.
The two mares prepared. First showers and some grooming. Rarity took her time to brush the body of the pegasus over. Feeling the strong muscles in her body that could jump to action any second. No excess fat and yet still feminine and alluring. She helped Rainbow put on her new attire as the blue pegasus had no experience with clothing this fine. First came the garter belt. A lacy silk fabric, that was light yellow. It connected to the two long rainbow socks that reached up to her flank. Rarity couldn't hold herself and actually took her time putting on the garments slowly and sensually. Then came a pair of panties in the same rainbow pattern. She let the pegasus put it on herself. Ponies rarely wore anything and when they did it just made them even more aware. Dressing up made everything hidden, more secret, more erotic. Then the two front socks. These were a bit shorter but in the same colour scheme. Rainbow checked herself in the mirror. She struck some poses then she felt they weren't right. They were just her regular ‘I’m the best’ poses. She tried one more in the fashion of the models she liked to look at in magazines. She saw a freshly groomed pegasus in a really sensual pose looking back. A mighty fine looking pegasus.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- By the nine this was long. Took me awhile to start and finish but it was worth it. I might have messed up Dash a bit personality wise and if that's the case I'm sorry to the hardcore fans. Big thanks to f1r3 who proofreads all my crap. And don’t forget leave a comment, critique and any advice you have. We are in this boat together. :D Cheese