PInkie Pie gathered the girls together for a very special luncheon. All six attended,
and enjoyed croissants, apple cobbler, and for dessert Pinkie Pie served a strawberry cake with
whipped cream. After lunch, the girls moved into the living room to drink Mimosas.
“What’s the special occasion?” Asked Applejack.
“ I want to throw a party.” Pinkie replied. She had the girls’ attention. Who didn’t like a party?
Pinkie continued, “But i want this party to be the BEST, most memorable party EVER! And I
need your help.”
“What can we do to help?” Twilight asked.
Dash downed her mimosa and got another.
“Well..” Pinkie explained, “it's kind of….hmm...how should I say...a...hmm.. ok I’ll just come out
and say it....a fetish ball.”
“What’s a fetish ball?” Fluttershy asked. Dash whispered in her ear and she blushed.
“I still don’t understand how you need us to help you.” Twilight queried.
“I want you,” said PInkie, “to be the hostesses with me.”
AJ turned her head, confused.
“I want you girls to satisfy the guest’s fetishes.”
Fluttershy blushed even more and looked down, “Pinkie Pie I don’t know if I can do that.” she
whispered.
Pinkie squealed. "You can! All of you can! Think of it as...a service...to Ponyville.”
Twilight spoke up, “Yes, but I don’t know if i want that to be part of my reputation, Pinkie, I’m the
Princess of friendship and I…”
“Exactly.” PInkie said.
“I’m IN!” Dash piped. Pinkie somehow knew that Dash would love to participate.
Rarity finished her drink, got another, and just sat and thought.
“Ah guess ah wouldn’t mind,” AJ said, “it kinda sounds like fun.”
“OH I suppose I could do it,” Rarity said, ‘after all, I am the most attractive pony in town.”
Twilight agreed as well, reluctantly, but agreed.
“How about YOU Fluttershy?” Dash asked, and prodded her with her hoof.
“I just...I just don’t know…”
“Come ON Fluttershy.. what are you afraid of?”
Fluttershy thought about it for a minute and then, just to fit in, agreed.
Pinkie jumped up and down.”Great!” She exclaimed, ‘Ill send out the invitations today, and we
will throw the party next week!! Now don’t hold back, girls, you give the guests exactly what
they ask for...ok?”
They all nodded, Fluttershy still blushing.
“Seriously…” Dash piped in, “how bad can it be? Just a little whipped cream and stuff like that..”
*****
Come on, come all,
Over to the freaker’s hall.
You are invited to the Freaker’s Ball,
Where you will receive your darkest desires
Bring your leather, your whips, your chains
your saddles, your ropes, and tie up your manes.
Everything, anything, is welcomed inside
to excite and light your inner fire.
This is a party you won’t ever forget.
We’ll be waiting for you so don’t miss out.
See you Saturday night!
.
The invitations were sent, and the girls got busy and prepared for the party.
“This is going to be AWESOME!” Dash exclaimed.
Twilight and Fluttershy still weren’t sure about all this, but PInkie assured them that once they
had a few drinks and loosened up, they would have a great time.
They spent the whole week gathering items: Whips, chains, leather, shoes, mirrors, diapers,
cream filled donuts, strap ons, negligees ,beads, hoofcuffs, ball gags, rope, duct tape, plastic
wrap, and oils upon oils in every flavor.Whipped cream, chocolate, cherries and strawberries.
The night of the party they wore fancy dresses and went to the hall to greet the guests.
Each guest that arrived were given a piece of paper. They were to write what they wanted on
the paper along with their names, and put it in a drop box. They would be picked at random
throughout the night.
The guests began to arrive, looking a little nervous, but with a strong first drink they started to
loosen up and mingle. The air was electric.
“OK girls, “ Pinkie said, “Who wants to be first?”
“ Ah guess ah will, “ AJ volunteered, and drew a slip from the box.
She mumbled to herself. “OH no…” and she cringed. “Really? Do ah really have to do this?”
She showed the slip to the girls and they broke out in roaring laughter. “YES!” Dash yelled,
“YES YOU DO!”
Aj shook her head, downed a drink and said, “Well...here goes."
She went through the crowd and found Vinyl Scratch. “Come on, you,” she told her, “I'm yours
tonight.”
She led her to one of the rooms and closed and locked the door.
She laid Vinyl down on the bed and stood over her. She positioned herself over Vinyl’s face
and urinated. Vinyl smiled and writhed around, begging for more. AJ continued to pee in her
face, then in her mouth, making sure not to empty her bladder so she could save some.
AJ pressed on her tummy and Vinyl urinated all over herself. AJ wiped some up with her hoof
and rubbed it on her pussy, her tummy, and down her legs. She spread her legs to position herself
against Vinyl Scratch and rubbed her pussy against Vinyl’s , pushing, gyrating her hips,
making their female secretions mix , creating a hot, wet mess. Applejack peed again and it
went into Vinyl Scratch’s pussy. DJ cried out loud, her pussy was throbbing, and she was on
fire. She was so wet, and with her and AJ’s pussies together it was nice and slippery. When
Vinyl was crying out, begging for more, Applejack went down on her. Vinyl Scratch
urinated in Aj’s mouth and AJ let it slowly trickle out into her partner’s plot. Applejack spread
Vinyl’s lips and smashed her face into her pussy. She inserted her tongue inside and licked
the insides of her labia, slowly and thoroughly,,she tasted every inch of Vinyl Scratch’s pussy,
lapping up her marecum and urine.
With Vinyl Scratch’s wetness still on her face Applejack kissed Vinyl and gave her a taste of
the liquid gold.
Vinyl Scratch licked her lips and started to fondle AJ’s nipples.
Applejack licked the white pony’s entire body, stopping to nibble on each nipple making
them hard, moved back down to her winking pussy, and inserted her tongue in as far as
she could. She gently nibbled on Vinyl’s clit, making her buck up and arch her back. Vinyl
urinated in Applejack’s face, and Applejack spit it back out into her pussy. She buried her face
in the DJ’s pussy, shaking her head vigorously while her tongue explored, and pounded on the
clit.
“FUCK ME!” Vinyl Scratch cried out, and Applejack inserted her hoof into Vinyl Scratch’s
dripping wet gash.
She moved her hoof up and down, in and out, around in circles, while she rubbed her arm
against the outside of Vinyl’s clit. She fucked her with her hoof and could tell by her writhing,
squirming, and moaning, that she was about to cum. Applejack pulled out again and positioned
herself over Vinyl’s face...and shit all over her face. “Yes! YES!! Vinyl Scratch shouted, and
rubbed it all over her face with her hooves.
DJ Pon wriggled with excitement. “ Let me do it to you,” she moaned, and laid
Applejack on her back. She shit all over AJ’s face, and rubbed their scat together and all over
each other’s bodies.
DJ Pon reached around and grabbed the strap on that Aj had brought in, she cinched it
around her hips and covered it with scat, then inserted it with force inside Applejack. AJ pushed
her hips up and cried out. “Fuck me, “ she said, “ Fuck me you piece of shit, you good for
nothing animal, fuck me hard!”
DJ Pon pounded the blue dildo inside AJ, watching as it pushed in and out, getting covered
in marecum, scat and urine. Applejack let it all out, and urinated all over the dildo, making for a
slippery situation. Vinyl Scratch pounded her with forceful lust.
“You’re nothing but shit, “ AJ said, “you’re no better than the shit you like to fuck in.”
Vinyl pulled the dildo out and slapped Applejack across the face with it.
Ha!” Applejack laughed, “You think you’re going to hurt me? You can’t do anything right you
shit loving whore!”
Vinyl pulled the strap on off and motioned for Applejack to put it on. She did, and DJ Pon
straddled her and guided the dildo up inside her. Applejack started to thrust her hips and
pushed it deep inside. She bore down hard, and moved her hips around, tightening her kegel
muscles around the blue toy.
She wiped up some scat with her hoof and rubbed it all over Applejack’s face.
Applejack had been able to hold back her gagging until now, and she just couldn't help herself.
She gagged and almost threw up, wondering how this could POSSIBLY turn anyone on.
Vinyl fucked the dildo good, she felt the signature wave course through her body as she
came, she quickly pulled the dildo out and sat on Applejack’s face and let her marecum drip in
Aj’s mouth. Applejack immediately spit out the mixture and wiped her face all over
Vinyl Scratch's wild mane
Exhausted, she laid down next to Applejack.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome,” AJ replied.
“Talk about a lot of shit.”
“Yes...there's quite a mess here.”
“AJ, I’ve wanted to do that for years.”
“Well...now you have.”
The mares took a shower together, washed each other off, washed each other’s hair, and had a
long, sloppy, wet, passionate kiss. “Thank you.” Vinyl whispered.
“You’re welcome. It was my pleasure. “ not.
Ride 'em Cowboy!
Rarity decided to go next. She dug through the box and showed the girls what was
on the paper. Again, roaring laughter ensued. “Go get em, “ Dash said, and prodded her in
the side. Rarity let out one final moan of disgust and downed two more drinks before going to find
Braeburn. He was talking loudly with some friends, and was more than pleased when Rarity
approached him. She took him by the hoof and led him into a bedroom.
“I’m all yours master.” She said, and stood still.
In the room was riding tack- a saddle, reins, ropes, a whip, and hobbles. Braeburn picked up
the whip and slapped in on Rarity’s back. “THAT was fast!” Rarity thought to herself. She
winced but she didn’t let him see her reaction..she couldn’t believe how bad that STUNG.
Braeburn didn’t say a word, he put the rope around her neck and yanked on it, leading her to a
corner of the room.
He tied her up to the doorknob, whipped her a few times, and put a bridle on and a bit in her
mouth. When he was done he whipped her some more.
Rarity flinched and Braeburn whipped her again. “DO NOT MOVE,” he said, “You hold perfectly
still or get the whip again.” He put hobbles on both her front and back legs.
Rarity held still. A few times she accidentally shuffled her feet and swatted her tail, and
Braeburn was on her in a second with his stinging whip. He pulled her clothes off, and tossed
the saddle on her back. It was big, heavy, and awkward feeling. “How on Earth could horses do
anything with this ridiculous thing on?” Rarity wondered.. Braeburn cinched it up extra tight
around her waist and pulled on it to make sure it wouldn’t come off.
“Now..” he said with a grin, “for a warm up.” He yanked her reins and tied her head up so she
couldn’t look down, and started to whip her again. Everytime she flinched she got another one,
and another one, and by this time he was hard as a rock.
He pulled up her tail and tied it tight with twine, tied it to the saddlehorn, then he walked
behind her and slapped her ass. He stood up on his back legs and rubbed his dick flush
with her anus. “Look at you,” he hissed at her, “ just look how dominated you are. How does
it feel to know that all I do to you is use you? I use you to fuck, I use you to ride, and I'm going
to keep using you until you can’t stand anymore. Then I'm going to toss you out and get another
pony.”
“Y...yes master..” Rarity whispered, and got the whip again.
Braeburn got a little more aggressive rubbing his dick against her ass, he reached down with his
hoof and inside her pussy he went. moving it around in circles, roughly pushing it in and out and
scraping her vagina walls with his hoof. She closed her eyes tight and bit down on the bar in
her mouth.
He took out his hoof and rubbed his dick on her pussy, to get it nice and wet, and then he
plunged his dick in her ass. It was tight in there, and soft, and silky, and hugged him like it was
waiting for him.
. When he pulled in and out the friction was so stimulating, he could feel every vein in his cock
protruding. He put his hoof right by her hole and everytime he pulled out
he would run over the head with his hoof. “MMMM” he grunted as he fucked her. He held onto
the saddle for support so he could thrust harder and stronger. It turned him on as it pushed and
pulled along her back, Rarity looked so damn good as a lowly beast of burden, and he was
definitely going to burden her tonight. With every thrust he grunted, and with every pull he
moaned. He grabbed onto the reins and pulled, pulling Rarity’s head back further. He rubbed
her neck with his hoof, first gently and then rough, escalating to the use of the whip again.
Braeburn's dick was throbbing inside her, he could feel every inch of it sliding against her
sensitive anal walls. the shaft tearing the tiny little blood vessels, and stretching her out like it
was made of rubber. Rarity just stood still, her eyes closed, her teeth clamped down hard on
the bit.
She was helpless under his command, helpless and hobbled and completely bound and
powerless to his brutality.
Braeburn stuck his dick in as far as he could, stood up on his tiphooves and rubbed his balls
against her ass. He could feel them warming up and preparing for ejaculation. He watched
intently as his balls gently hit her white ass, and started to thrust as hard as he could. He fucked
her so hard she almost fell over.
He pulled on the saddle and pushed, pulled, and came with a great explosion. He pulled out and
watched the cum dripping down her ass. He wasted no time continuing his conquest.
Braeburn untied the reins and took off the hobbles. He swung his leg around her and got in the
saddle. She nearly fell, legs splayed, on the floor, but she righted herself and stood strong,
ready for what was about to come. Braeburn kicked her hard in her side and she started
walking. He wanted to try her out before he really took her for a ride. He pulled left on the reins
and she turned. She tried not the gag on the bit in her mouth, it was pinching her cheek and she
kept licking it. “You can do this Rarity, “ she told herself, and felt the reins tug to the right.
Braeburn grabbed the whip on the way out the door, and rode through the party, everyone
cheering him on. Rarity was told to walk over to the door and open it to go outside.
Once outside, Braeburn kicked her again, this time harder, and she ran, she ran as fast as she
could. Braeburn took his hat off and waved it in the air. “Yahoo!” he shouted, and kicked her
sides as hard as he could. “Giddyup horsie!” He told her, and cracked the whip on her neck.
Rarity ran fast, actually surprising herself at how fast she could run. Braeburn just kept kicking
her and cracking the whip on her behind, yanking on the reins to force her left and right and left
again, riding her hard, over streams, through a meadow, up and down hills. By this time Rarity
was sweating, she could feel it literally dripping off her back and down her neck. Her back was
on fire, especially underneath the heavy saddle, and with Braeburn in it, it was nearly
unbearable. Her sides were beginning to get sore, and every sharp kick he made to them
it was comparable to an electric shock. She couldn’t help but to slow down, her heart was
beating fast, and her legs were growing weak. Braeburn was not having this.
He forcefully kicked her and used the whip, cracking it on her already raw ass and neck.
“Getup!! Get going! I didn’t say you could slow down!”
Rarity picked up the pace again and ran.
Braeburn rode her through town, receiving quite a few questioning stares and bringing forth
a few smirks from the towns ponies.
Braeburn yanked hard on the reins and her head pulled back. “Slow down.” He ordered, and to
Rarity’s relief he allowed her to slow down to a trot.
“I bet you’re getting tired,” he said to her, “too bad for you we’re just getting started.” and
down came the whip on her red, raw behind.
Rarity plugged on, her sides were sore from his constant kicking, the bit in her mouth made it
sore and she wondered what on earth made Pinkie Pie want to throw a party like this and why
she agreed to it.
Braeburn rode her around for another hour, making her run, then slowing her down to a trot,
yanking tightly on the reins to force her different directions, sitting tight and snug in the saddle.
“This is nice,” he said, “ I feel good. I think Im going to ride all night, Maybe I’l go get me
a mare, that’s it...I’ll get me a mare and she can get on and ride, too….maybe I’ll fuck her right
here on your back.” Much to Rarity’s relief, he wasn't’ serious and
his threat was an empty one, and to Rarity’s liking he started to head back toward the party.Rarity
was utterly exhausted. She certainly gained a new respect for the working ponies, that was for
sure!
Braeburn whipped her and made her run one final time, not allowing her to slow up one little bit.
Finally she stopped. “Get going!” Braeburn said, and kicked her again and again. Rarity took a
few steps and collapsed, she just couldn’t go on any longer.
Braeburn, still sitting on her, tried to make her get up but she just couldn't do it.
“Good, you’re nice and worn out,” he told her, and got off, slapped her ass, and pulled her back
legs apart. He tied her reins to a nearby tree so she couldn’t move her head.
By this time his dick was hard again and he had no trouble ramming it in her pussy. Her
sweat made it nice and slippery and it slid in with no resistance. Her pussy was tight, it felt
so good as it hugged him, and the wetness made it soft and squishy. She was breathing hard
and heavy, she was absolutely exhausted, and Braeburn took advantage of that as he fucked
her good. “Rub my balls,” he whispered in her ear. She gently rubbed them between her two
front hooves, making them hot, bothered, and full.
He pounded her for a long, long, time, enjoying her submission, and enjoying seeing the whip
marks all over her body. He liked the way the sweat dripped down from under the saddle, and
he enjoyed seeing her head tied up at an uncomfortable angle.
He knew he was going to cum soon, so he fucked her fast and furiously, moving his dick inside
her pussy to hit every inch of it. He located her clit and pounded on it with his dick. Rarity was
too exhausted to participate, though she did enjoy it.
Braeburn pulled out and rubbed his dick while he came in her eyes. The semen burned her
eyes and she had a hard time keeping them open. He untied her reins, got back in the saddle
and whipped her some more. “Come on,” he said, “get up and get moving, I'm almost done with
you but I want one last run before I let you rest.”
Rarity cried out when he kicked her, her sides were so sore, her back end was bleeding from
the whip and was in intense, burning pain. She mustered up all her strength to carry him back
to the party.
Rarity arrived back at the party exhausted. Sweat poured off her body, and her back felt like it
was on fire from the saddle. When they got to the front door, Pinkie PIe opened it and let them
come inside, Braeburn riding her back to the bedroom. Once inside he dismounted. He walked
around her and stared her down. “Your performance tonight was acceptable. I had a good ride.”
He took the bit out of her mouth and she licked her lips. It felt liberating to have that thing out of
her mouth.
Braeburn unbuckled the saddle straps and pulled it off her. Her back was drenched with sweat.
She had never felt as good as she did that moment the saddle came off. She was so hot, she
didn’t think she would ever cool down. “I wish I could ride you every day.” Braeburn said, “ and
make you my work horse.”
Rarity winked. She sure as hell didn’t wish that. Braeburn left the room, leaving her panting,
sweating, drained, and sore all over.
He closed the door behind him and Rarity could hear him laughing with the other guests,
bragging about his long, hard pony ride.
